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jjkamochoso · 16 days

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Order Up!

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Feitan Portor x gn!reader

Feitan would do anything to keep you happy--including threatening a chef who messes up your order.

Warnings: mentions of violence and blood, some suggestive dialogue

"Feitan! Please, will you eat there with me?"

You and Feitan had been enjoying your free time without jobs lately. The last heist the whole Phantom Troupe was on had a huge payout meaning you could live more than comfortably for a while and you figured this was the best time to try the super fancy restaurant you had been eyeing ever since you stepped foot in the city you and your boyfriend were staying in. Feitan had his cowl pulled up but you could tell he was frowning.

"Why waste money? Good food for cheaper elsewhere."

You wore a pout, hoping to convince the stubborn man. "But it's our one chance to enjoy a nice date! We don't have opportunities like this often, you know."

Feitan couldn't disagree with that. There were times where you two had to survive on eating food from a trash can and now you were practically drowning in money. He still didn't like the idea of spending so much on something that wasn't tangible, though. He'd much rather save his money and steal you something nice that you could keep forever, like jewelry.

"I could wear that outfit you love so much," you suggested, turning on your charm the best you could. "What do you think, Fei?"

You heard him growl softly and you knew you broke his resolve.

"Fine. I take you there. Go get ready."

You couldn't contain your excitement as you gave him a quick hug and ran off to the shower in your hotel room. The person whose credit card you stole must've had deep pockets because you'd been staying here for about a month and haven't been kicked out yet. That, or Feitan tracked him down and killed him so he couldn't dispute the charges. Either way, it didn't matter to you since you were relishing the high life while you could. You took your time under the warm water, letting the smell of luxury soap wrap around you. When you were finished, you dried off with a big fluffy towel. As you applied lotion, you heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Hurry up in there. I take shower too."

You were lucky Feitan couldn't see the shock on your face. He rarely showered and often had a scent of blood that trailed after him. This, of course, didn't bother you as you found him quite attractive in his greasy, metallic smelling state of being, but the fact that he wanted to show you he was taking this date seriously meant the world to you. You rubbed in the last of the lotion and put on your soft white bathrobe. It came with the hotel but it would definitely be leaving with you. You opened the door and hurried out of the way so Feitan could wash off. You let out a surprised gasp as his super fast reflexes caught you off guard, grabbing your hand before you could pass him by. His cowl and jacket were thrown on the floor and you were pulled into his t-shirt clad body, a rare moment of affection from the Spider.

"You smell yummy," he said, his nose rubbing against the crook of your neck, "I could just eat you for dinner instead."

"Feitan!" you whined, feeling your entire body heat up from his words. "As lovely as that sounds, we need actual food."

"Just one bite? A little taste?" he whispered, his razor sharp teeth grazing your now bare shoulder.

As much as you were enjoying this softer side of Feitan, you were getting to that restaurant in a timely fashion.

"Get into the shower or I'll throw you in the bathtub and scrub you like a dog."

He pulled away reluctantly, grey eyes ablaze with something less reminiscent of love and more akin to the blood lust of a predator toying with its prey. Whatever it was, you knew you wouldn't be leaving any time soon if you kept playing into his game.

"Go," you said sternly, pointing to the open bathroom door and pulling your robe back up on your shoulders. Feitan just cackled as he closed the door behind him and you knew tonight was going to be very interesting.

As he emerged from the bathroom, his hair freshly washed and styled, barely worn tuxedo gracing his small frame, Feitan caught a glimpse of you. He was often quiet, choosing to observe rather than speak his mind most times, but for once, he was genuinely speechless. Your outfit brought out your most attractive features and he couldn't stop staring. You felt his gaze from the corner of your eye and started to feel a bit self conscious being under such serious scrutiny.

"Is it too much? I think maybe I should change-"

Feitan cut you off with words in his native tongue. You were too afraid to ask what he said but he continued, effectively answering your question.

"Stunning. You perfect."

Self doubt threatened to overcome you but you swallowed it down. Feitan doesn't lie and certainly doesn't sugarcoat anything. If he said something, it was the truth. To him, you were everything he could ever ask for. To you, he was the whole world.

"You look handsome yourself, my love. Thank you for doing this for me."

"This for us. We deserve it."

You two put the finishing touches on your outfits, you attaching Feitan's bowtie while he clasped your jewelry. Walking out of the hotel lobby, you turned many heads as onlookers watched you with jealousy. You were a sight to behold, the true definition of a power couple. The walk to the restaurant was short and you were there before you knew it. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as Feitan opened the door for you. The ambiance inside was like nothing you had ever seen. It was dark, no overhead lighting to be seen, and candles were lit everywhere your eyes landed. There was someone playing the piano in a corner of the restaurant and you overheard one of the staff members talking about a reservation for a big name celebrity that was going to be there later. You were almost overwhelmed by the whole atmosphere being completely foreign to you but were brought back down to earth by Feitan's hand barely resting on your lower back. You knew he wasn't into touching or PDA of any kind so you wondered if he was turning to you for reassurance in this strange place as well. You gave him a soft smile as you walked up to the hostess. Feitan told her a name the reservation was under, which surprised you. There was no way he could've gotten one without you noticing, especially in only a few hours. You were fully expecting to have to wait for an open spot so when she quickly ushered the two of you to a secluded table, you were taken aback. You thanked her as she left menus for you to peruse.

"Did you do this for me?" you asked, gesturing to the table.

"Yes."

"Thank you."

Feitan didn't give you a verbal response but you knew he took your appreciativeness to heart. He didn't want to spoil the romantic mood right now but couldn't wait to tell you how he tracked down the maitre d' in record time and offered to help him lose some weight in the form of less limbs if he didn't secure the best table for you. You saw the menu didn't have prices and you knew you were in for one expensive meal, but you were practically vibrating with excitement to try one of everything. Feitan still didn't get the appeal of this place but he wasn't going to put a damper on your fun so he stayed silent as you rambled off your order. He put in his order as well and the waiter was off, leaving you to bask in the candlelight.

"This must be the life that boss lives every night," you mused, earning a slight smile from the man across from you. As you waited for your food, you both chatted about whatever crossed your minds at the time, enjoying the calm dining experience. Your appetizers finally came and you dug right in. You had never eaten anything so delicious in your entire life. You didn't even know food could taste like this! As you devoured your helping, Feitan was more apprehensive. The presentation of his dish was much too fancy. People eat like this every day? He didn't understand it but wasn't going to keep putting much thought to something that didn't really matter. When the food hit his tastebuds, he was pleasantly surprised. The composition may look silly, putting that much work into something that wouldn't last more than a few minutes, but it was so flavorful. You sneaked a bite off each other's plates, complimenting one another on your choices. You eagerly awaited the main course as Feitan was coming to terms with wasting his money here. When your new plates were set down in front of you, Feitan immediately put his fork into it and started shoveling. You, on the other hand, frowned.

"Aww man! I asked for no cheese."

You heard a loud clink of silverware striking porcelain. Feitan had dropped his fork and reached for your plate while you swatted him away.

"What are you doing?"

His eyes narrowed. "You no like it? They fix for you. I make sure."

"It's not a big deal, I promise," you sighed, but he wasn't having it.

"They mess up, they fix. You don't eat what you don't want. Not today, not ever."

He was usually headstrong but you had never seen him so adamant about something.

"Okay, if you want, you can let them know. Just, please, be nice about it? I want to be able to come back here in the future."

Feitan's smile did nothing to quell your fears; that made you worry even more about what he was planning to do. When he stalked off into the kitchen with your plate, you gathered your things to be ready to make a run for it in case the police were called.

Feitan was just beginning to not hate this place when they had the audacity to mess up your order. Of course he was going to fix it, he wasn’t going to let you eat something you didn't find enjoyable. He meandered into the kitchen, kicking open the doors loud enough to gather everyone's attention in there.

"Which one of you cook this?" he asked, showcasing the plate before resting it on the counter. A few of the staff rushed toward him, faces red with anger.

"You can't be in here!" one of them yelled. The staff member went to grab Feitan to drag him out but Feitan acted fast, grabbing a knife from the block and slamming the guy's hand down on the counter. He kept the knife poised over one of the man's fingers, drawing blood, as he addressed everyone.

"If you no answer question, man's fingers will be chopped like carrot. Who cooked this?"

One chef nervously stepped away from the others, raising his hand in trepidation. "I-I did, s-sir. Was it not to... to your satisfaction?"

"My partner asked no cheese. Cheese was there. You fix or your eyeballs end up in spaghetti. Got it?"

The chef, fighting back tears, shook his head and quickly re fired the dish. Feitan, now content, released the first man he apprehended and hurried back to you. He would never want to keep you waiting unnecessarily.

When Feitan came back, you were relieved that no one was screaming and his tuxedo wasn't covered in blood.

"I take it that it went well?" you asked.

"Yep. Your food will be out soon. Right, this time."

"You didn't have to do that for me. But thank you for showing you care."

You couldn't tell if it was a trick of the light or if his eyes actually softened for a second.

"You're welcome. I care all the time. I try to show more."

You reached over and gave his hand a short squeeze and he readily accepted it. When your main course came out again, the waiter dropped it off and practically ran away, leaving you happy with your correct order and Feitan happy at the fear he ignited in the staff.

"Better?" he asked, taking a bite of his own meal.

"Much," you replied.

The rest of the night went smoothly and the waiter informed you that the bill was being covered by the chef who messed up your main course. In addition, he comped two desserts as a sign of good faith and you were elated when they arrived at your table.

"You're not gonna have anything?" you asked, a big piece of cake dangling from the confines of your spoon. Feitan looked you up and down, a mischievous smirk appearing on his face.

"I'm saving room for my dessert at home."

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bwabys-scenarios · 7 days

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SFW/FLUFF

“Wife.”

Feitan scowled as you waddled into the troupe’s meeting, your belly heavy and swollen with his child. You were carrying a lunch box, pouting a little.

“Sweetheart, you didn’t get your lunch.”

The other troupe members snickered or looked on in curiosity or disbelief, depending on who were or weren’t in on the fact he had a wife.

“Didn’t need it. Why here? Dangerous, know that.”

Ever so sensitive due to your pregnancy, you began to tear up, your lip wobbling as you held out the lunch. “D-don’t need it? But I made it for you…”

His face went pale, and he was quick to guide you away from prying eyes before comforting you. “Shh, cry baby. I eat, just…”

He grunted, not used to expressing his feelings. “Not safe. Some here, can’t trust, not like ones you met. Hisoka, dangerous. Very.”

You sniffled, only calming down when he pulled you in for a hug. “Stop crying, know I hate it…”

His hand grazed your belly, settling on it so he could feel his baby kick. “I go with you. Need to go home and rest.”

When he turned to guide you home, he was greeted with his fellow members, all peeking out of the meeting to watch the display of affection.

“Wow, Fei actually has a soft side.” Shalnark said, whistling. Phinks rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, for her. They’re married, of course he’s sweet on her.”

Feitan swore to himself that he’d deal with them later, instead turning his attention in you. “Come on, need rest. Take you home.”

And he did, carrying you in his arms and putting you to bed as soon as you were back at your shared apartment.

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luffyvace · 5 months

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HIIII hru !!! may i please ask for some feitan fluffs hcs 😩 i love this tiny man with all my soul

IM DOING GOOD!! YES YOU MAY!!! I ACTUALLY HAVE SUCH A DEEP ROOTED LOVE FOR HIM I DONT TALK ABOUT HIM OFTEN ENOUGH💥💥

(omg this reminds me i’m supposed to be doing the whole troupe and chuuya x male reader- i’m so all over the place but the point is another dabble of feitan hcs will be here in the future! 😋)

also ooc/fanon him since this is fluff :)

tw: death…and torture (i use “unalive” instead of d!e/k!ll)

alrighty so you said fluff headcanons and it’s highly likely you’ll get fluffy feitan if you’ve known each other for a long time (since meteor)

i’m going to dabble in reader that is both in and outside of the troupe because i can :)

so for reader that’s in the troupe first of all no pda

hardly any weakness was displayed besides sadness/anger or mourning (and some funny moments)

theres no need for cuddles during business

unless your like uvo and simply don’t care

then it annoys the crap out of him <3

it’s not like he doesn’t want your affection—just not in public

will cuddle you in private tho

y’all usually sit there in silence or read together

he can be a little spoon or big spoon it doesn’t bother him

he tries his best but he’s never let anyone else so close to him before

if you introduce something to him and he likes it he’ll do it back

because why would you do it to him if you wouldn’t want it done to you right?

im gonna assume you have either a apartment which you unalived the owner of or y’all live in meteor still

he’ll let you choose really he doesn’t care where you stay

he’d even unalive a high status person to steal their mansion if that’s what you want

your obviously strong and have some sort of nen if your in the troupe so he doesn’t bother worrying

although if your like kortopi he’ll stay vigilant for you

even though you can use nen to defend yourself as well

btw if your not a pda person the troupe is grateful

aint no body wanna see allat-

he doesn’t know how to cook or clean and since your both from meteor so i hope you learn or already know how

otherwise y’all eat what y’all can when y’all can

whether you steal a five star gourmet meal or just wait for the next opportunity like a vending machine

i don’t advise you ask for a pet by the way

he’ll tortu£ it and i’m not talking about strapping it down or anything

just purely scarring them 😭

if you be firm about him stopping he will

unless it’s a big scary dog or smth

then he’s more likely to take em under his wing and train them to be vicious

will scare people with said animal

for stay at home reader…. (most of these also apply for troupe reader<3)

i say stay at home bc with his portion of money you could buy anything you want

if you tell him what you want u can get it for free cuz he steals it

but

if you want to take a bath together it would take more than a god to convince him

seriously he sees no reason in it

once you do tho

at first he is on one end of the tub and your on the other

as time goes on he’ll let you lean back into his chest as he scrubs your hair

he lets you play in his hair

don’t tell ANYONE

he don’t like vulnerability so if you tell someone he won’t do it for like 2 weeks

you think he’s never gonna do it again until you crawl into his lap while he’s reading on the bed and ask really sweetly

he’s all yours after that

HIS HAIR IS SO FLUFFY!!

and yes he lets you play with it :)

you get to put it into all types of styles!!

especially since it’s a decent length!

not really interested in playing in your hair

he tries but the rubber band always ends up tangled in your hair

if you kiss him goodnight he will start to initiate it as well

thats one thing he will forever reciprocate

loves your humor

no matter the type

but he especially loves when you laugh at his dark jokes

youve seen him smile before 💖

warms your heart knowing no one else gets this side of him

not judgmental of your looks for obvious reasons

yall got bigger problems

dismisses anytime you degrade yourself

he be speaking facts

”the way your hair looks gonna unalive you?”

”your pimples will st^b you while sleeping?”

no? you goofy goober so why does it matter

don’t argue him on this

genuinely doesn’t like the idea of you being hurt

by him or someone else

dont expect anyone who does harm to you to see the tomorrow sun

even if you plead for them don’t waste your breath pleading you need to be saying goodbye

real loyal partner

as loyal to you as he is the troupe

you and the troupe are his forever commitments

no matter what he could never stop loving you

you guys practically never argue

hes not necessarily hotheaded but will say what’s on his mind and if someone disagrees he does it anyway

thing is he compensates with you💗

if he knows your nitpicking he ignores it but if it’s genuinely something you don’t like he won’t fight it

also he cleans up well if you don’t like to see blood/gore in your place after he’s done t•rturing someone

he respects and listens to your opinions and feelings

would love if your a sadistic person as well but he understands if your not

also if your not in the troupe he teaches you nen

only the troupe knows your together and where you stay for your safety

your safety is definitely on his priority list

truly cares about and loves you

enjoy!!!! i’ll prob come back and read my own hcs bc I LOVE HIM

thank you for this request i loved writing every letter of it♡

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imavillainok · 1 year

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Feitan Portor x Reader | Sunburn☀️

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ー ♡꒱・！Tags : no warnings, gender-neutral reader, fluff, established relationship, oneshot

Pairing [ Feitan Portor x Gn reader ]

ー ♡꒱・！Summary: You went on a beach date with Feitan and didn't listen to his advice about wearing sunscreen.

You had been looking forward to your beach date with Feitan all week. You had packed your swimsuit, sunscreen, and a picnic lunch, ready to spend a relaxing day in the sun with your favorite Phantom Troupe member.

Feitan had warned you to wear sunscreen and protect your skin from getting sunburned, but you were feeling carefree and didn't want to be weighed down by sunscreen. You assured Feitan that you would be fine and that you wanted to get a nice tan.

As the day wore on, you and Feitan enjoyed swimming in the ocean, snacking on sandwiches, and lounging on the beach. But as the sun started to set, you began to feel the painful effects of your lack of sunscreen. Your skin was red and sore, and you could barely move without wincing in pain.

Feitan noticed that you were in pain and discomfort, and his expression turned stern.

"Tsk. told you to wear sunscreen, didn't I?" he said, his voice laced with annoyance. "You should have listened to me."

You winced as he scolded you, feeling guilty for not taking his advice seriously. But even as he scolded you, he gently took your hand and led you to the car, determined to take care of you. You could tell that he was upset with you, but you also knew that he cared deeply for your well-being.

Once you were back at the hotel, Feitan ran a cool bath for you and helped you soak your burnt skin. He brought you aloe vera gel and rubbed it gently into your skin, his touch gentle and soothing.

As you lay on the bed, wrapped in a cool towel, Feitan sat beside you and held your hand. "Sorry for scolding you," he said softly. "Just want you to be safe. I care about you."

You smiled weakly, grateful for his concern. "Thank you for taking care of me, Fei," you said. "You're always so good to me."

Feitan leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Will always take care of you," he promised. "No matter what."

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suncthynuts · 1 year

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husband!chrollo

a/n- just me letting my fantasies out of the cage ._ .

-backhugs >>>>

-loves playing with your hands and always places small kisses on them.

-when he's not busy you guys live a very mundane life. cooking together, reading books, and sometimes dancing to slow music, just basking in each other's presence as you embrace each other. and ofc the occasional dinner nights where he spoils the fuck out of you.

-like I said, very fancy dinner dates. candlelight, red wine, fine dining, a very romantic night <33

-after you guys finish dinner, sipping on the very expensive wine he had reserved for you two, him gently holding your hand, dropping small kisses on your knuckles.

-you two side-by-side looking out into the city lights, his hand on your waist, and you leaning your head on his chest.

-for gifts, he would either give you small trinkets that he collects during his travels or jewelries that he stole

-he would sneak into your bedroom while you're asleep and gently slip in the ring or necklace that he got you.

-will wait until the next day to receive a text from you thanking him and suggesting you should wear it later tonight while waiting for him to get home ;))

i love mildly domestic chrollo sm cri

#hxh chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo oneshot #chrollo headcanons #chrollo hcs #chrollo hunter x hunter #chrollo imagine #chrollo x you #chrollo fluff #chrollo fanfic #phantom troupe #fanfic #chrollo x reader #chrollo x y/n #chrollo lucifer x reader #chrollo lucifer

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 • 𝐇𝐁𝐈𝐂

synopsis: the head of a notorious fraternity decides to go toe to toe with the student council president after a very heated hearing.

content warning: black fem reader, soft dom Phinks, choking, deep missionary, unintentional creampie, praise kink, make up sex, fingering, use of bitch and bastard.

this is the second installment in the HunterxHunter collegeverse commission from @annie-franny. I thank you so much for your support and patience on these. I am so incredibly sorry it has taken this long but I really hope that it has been worth it. I’ve loved working on this series and I can’t wait to finish the final one as well.

wc: 4.7K

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“Miss president, the council is waiting for you. Right this way.”

“Thank you.”

The short exchange took place between (y/n) (l/n) and one the twelve members of the Yorknew State University Student Council. The dozen, hand selected co-eds, who’ve exhibited exemplary behavior among their peers, as well as maintained exceptional grades..all to be considered among the upper echelon. You were held to a much higher standard than the rest of the student body. Because of this, it was your job to maintain order and hold others to the same standards. Who better than to cast judgment, critique and friendly advice than the very same people they’d attend class with? Besides, with a fellow student, the chances of facing true consequences for their actions were slim to none, right? At least that’s the way it was until (y/n) (l/n) came along. Ruling the campus with an iron fist and keeping order when others refused to. You had been coined ‘The Ice Queen’ for how intolerant you were to your cohort’s behavior. It could’ve been chalked up to the fact that you were used to being the one who constantly watched others get away with so much whilst you had to walk on eggshells to even get a fraction of the accolades they were handed. Hence why you had no interest in showing mercy when it came to passing down punishment. Today’s hearing was no exception..

“Miss President, the defendants should be arriving shortly. Please, take your seat.”

“This is already a waste of my time as far as I’m concerned so they might want to make it quick. Has everyone been briefed on the situation?”

Receiving a nod from your subordinate as you both made your way over to the plush chairs; regal-like decorations scattered about the room. A Victorian-esque interior lining the walls and providing a dark academia aesthetic. Dressed in your normal council uniform attire; a blue blazer, plaid skirt, black leggings and flats, you’d toss the freshly styled box braids over your shoulder, checking your lip gloss over once more and crossing your legs, (y/n) proceeded to open the black binder sitting before you as you began sifting through the papers clamped in them. On the docket today? “Bring him in.” soon the old, rustic doors to the entrance would open and a fellow scholar appeared. Tall with distinct facial features, blonde wefts combed over to the right..dressed in a black button down, gray slacks with a gold plated belt buckle and a small matching chain dangling from his neck, along with a wristwatch. Another rich boy prick probably expecting to walk in here unbothered and walk right out unscathed. No consequences for their actions whatsoever. Unfortunately for him and the others currently filling the room..you had other plans! Hell, because several members of said fraternity had given you a hard time in the past, maybe you’d make a nice little example out of them.

“Mr. Magcub..you and your fellow fraternity brothers are here on accusations of defamation of school property, reckless endangerment and misappropriation of funds. How does the accused plead? Speak..one at a time.” Once issuing your orders, the four gentlemen stood in a straight line, heads to the ground and faces scrunched into a scowl. As if they were angry kids being chastised by their mother. Too bad, this was the result of their very childish actions. They’d lean up to the tall blonde and whisper something before he’d wave them off entirely. Rather, he’d take a step forward and bow his head. As if he were truly remorseful. And yet, what followed were a string of not guilty pleas. So typical. Crossing your arms, you’d scoff and proceed to flip to the next page of your notes. Then, he’d proceed to speak once more.

“Ms. (L/N), on behalf of the Alpha Phi Delta fraternity, I’d like to offer my sincerest apologies for the destruction, pain and problems that myself and my fellow brothers have caused. As their leader, responsibility rests solely on my shoulders and I am willing to atone purely on my lonesome. So as long as my brothers will be spared any repercussions.." Having heard of your reputation and how brutal you were when laying down the hammer, it wasn’t a fate that Phinks would wish on anyone but it was a burden he was willing to bear entirely on his shoulders. Because that’s the type of man he was..a true leader and a stand up guy. Because you’d have no way of knowing this, but the property damage? Faulty electrical in their house almost started a fire so rather than bothering the one sole maintenance worker, who was stacked to the brim with repair requests already, Phinks decided to take matters into his own hands and hopefully teach his privileged frat brothers a thing or two about hard work. Where he came from, if you wanted the job done, you rolled up your sleeves and got to it. It damn sure wasn’t handed to you on a silver platter. However, they had a few hiccups and put a couple of holes into the wall of the main corridor. Reckless endangerment? one of the four standing there decided to mess around while another was on a ladder, doing some patchwork; causing the boy to fall, resulting in a brief hospital stent and a broken arm. And for the misappropriation of funds? Well, all a dumb misunderstanding and honestly, a mistake. They probably should’ve consulted an actual electrician but instead, Phinks utilized the knowledge he gained from working at his father’s own electric company as a teen and decided to take the two grand to Home Depot and do it all on his own. If anything, his only crime was being too damn stubborn and cheap to hire professionals! However, that wasn’t going to cut it..

“Gentleman, I trust that you all understand the severity of these accusations. At YorkNew University, we hold ourselves to a higher standard..we do not tolerate nor accept such trivial and downright dumb behavior. Regardless of the circumstances, what you all did could have resulted in much more bodily harm than it already has. Or something far worse. These are matters that should have been brought up to your superiors rather than taken into your own hands. I’m not only angered but extremely disappointed. As a leader and president, Mr. Magcub, I would expect you to implore far better common sense and yet, you neglected to do so…” as he stood there, listening to you scold him in front of his peers, the entire room fell silent..without so much a single whisper. And no one with half a brain would dare interrupt you either. You were ruthless and practically inconsolable when you got on these rampages. There truly was no stopping you, honestly. Yet, Phinks couldn’t help but to respect and empathize with you. He knew how rough you had it with some of these students and how a few of them even resented you for your punishments but you had no choice. Especially when said accused have been getting away scot free their entire lives. Tossing daddy’s money at the problem and expecting it to go away. You were sick of it..little did you know, that wasn’t the case with Phinks. He was the furthest thing from. Even so, it wasn’t going to sway you in the slightest nor would it change how you were going to proceed with this..

“..as it stands, I hereby call for the indefinite suspension of Mr. Magcub and his immediate resignation as president of Alpha Phi Delta. Meeting adjourned, thank you all for your time.”

the words couldn’t even make it out of your mouth good before the entire place erupted. Audible gasps, slamming of books from your fellow council members and the four frat brothers, raising hell on the floor below you. If anyone had ever encountered the Ice Queen, then they knew your word was absolute and that there was no changing your mind. Standing from the chair; dutifully pulled out by one of the male cohorts, you’d proceed to get up but were quickly interrupted by shouting from the others. “You can’t do this, lady!” “Yeah, he was only trying to help! You can’t kick him out over a fucking mistake.” Still, you stood firm and your decision was absolute. Despite all of their ranting and complaining..the only one seeming to understand that was Phinks himself..or so you thought! With his head still hung low, he’d wave an arm up to his brothers as to silence the riled up trio. “It’s fine, boys. Really. That’s a part of life. Owning up to your mistakes and facing the consequences, I get it. Don’t worry about it..” but the second you’d turn on your heel, thinking the ‘former’ frat president had accepted his fate lying down, he’d hit you with another surprise:

“I have a question though, Miss President..or should I say (y/n ‘s nickname)..since when did you become such a bitch?” Soon, everyone was glaring at the two of you as if they had heard some shocking revelation. And truthfully, it was..for you at least! It was like a shot to the gut hearing that former childhood nickname being hurled at you because as far as you had known..there was only one person in your entire life to refer to you by it. Even so, you had to remain poised and professional. Stand firm within your ruling and not little petty, trivial cheap shots sway you either. Dismissing the remainder of the council members, (y/n) stood near the door; arms folded and guarded as the room dissipated to only yourself, Phinks and his frat brothers. That was until he ordered them to leave and said he’d catch up later. Once the two of you were officially alone, you’d lock the door and resume your discussion without pause. You had a few questions of your own but first…you’d gladly answer his.

“Who the hell do you think you are?…calling me a bitch? Talking to me and throwing out silly nicknames as if we’re old acquaintances. Have you lost your goddamn mind?”

spewing the words with pure vitriol and anger. Your plump lips curled into a scowl as he glared at you with that signature stupid smirk on his face. You hated him…hated him for making you look like a damn fool in front of your peers and embarrassing you. But Phinks was quite unbothered by the entire matter because he saw right through that facade. Through the big words, tough exterior and iron fists. When he looked at you..all he could see was that little girl with the curly afro puffs that used to be parted into buns atop your head as the two of you explored the neighborhood. The one who he used to play with until your parents had to all but drag you back in the house..and the girl he became a man with in his senior year of high school..losing his virginity together with the only woman he’d ever trusted. Holding hands as he claimed your sweet flower for his own. Kissing you softly on his bed as he begged you to stay quiet out of fear of someone hearing the two of you. Wiping your tears when that proverbial cherry popped..telling you to scratch his back if it ever hurts. The best night of his life, if he were being frank and yours as well. But somehow, that all changed when the two of you went to college. When he began so foolishly neglecting his best friend for others and soon, you were nothing more than an afterthought. Telling you he loved you only to allow another girl on top of him shortly thereafter. That heartbreak manifested to pure hatred for not just these other petulant students, but men entirely. For Phinks and anyone who reminded you of him. You wanted them to suffer and when you finally got your opportunity to enact revenge on the sole scorner of your fragile heart, you laid down the hammer without so much as a second thought. Even though you were never dating, it still stung and it was a wound that never healed. Still..he wasn’t about to let you and your lust for power get him booted out over a simple misunderstanding!

“You can drop the whole wicked mistress act, it’s just you and I here, alright? No need to be so uptight, sweetheart.” That deep tone of his vibrating throughout your body as he stepped forward..bridging the gap of space between you. As he approached, you caught a whiff of that cologne radiating from him. Tom Ford. A far cry from the Axe he used to practically bathe in when he was younger. Truthfully, it was all he could afford. His entire demeanor had shifted, quite honestly. He seemed so mature..so poised..so handsome. The Phinks you knew would’ve never stood for such an injustice and would’ve been throwing things around the room but for (y/n)? He was a different man. One who had spent the past two years contemplating the actions of his dumb mistakes. Not just with the frat but in general. The fact that he all but abandoned you the second he touched campus soil. Wanting to fit in and find a different crowd so badly, he forgot the one person who had always been there. You were bitter and rightfully so. But if he could do anything to rectify it..it’d be right here and now. Because it would be nearly impossible to ever have this access to you again so he’d make his shot count!

“I’m sorry, (y/n). Sorry for humiliating you like that and calling you out of your name but I knew it’d be the only way to get your attention. The only way you’d respond is if I pushed your buttons. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” “A little too late for that, don’t you suppose?” Still stoic and stonewalled as ever. Turning your face in the opposite direction so that you didn’t have to look at him. But like always, he got the better of you. Running a finger underneath your chin, he’d tip your head up and twist it back towards him so he could glare into your eyes. Far past your soul as he had such a horrible habit of doing. Smooth talking and charming his way out of it. By now, you were pressed against the end of a nearby table and he was closing in on you..softly caressing your cheek in the process. “I see you’re still wearing the necklace I got you. Can’t believe you kept it after all this time.” Referring to the thin gold chain and heart locket dangling from around your neck that he gifted you for your seventeenth birthday and still at twenty one years old, you were still sporting it. Along with the scars and pain he left on your fragile heart. Scars he wanted to heal right here and now..

“(Y/N)..listen to me. I can’t turn back time. I can’t erase what I did in the past but I’m trying my damnedest every single day to become a better man for it. I know you’ll probably never forgive me and I don’t expect you to, that would be selfish..but I hope that you can at least hate me a little less. I don’t want you bearing this feeling forever. Not because of my stupidity..”

with your faces only a few inches apart, you’d glare; transfixed on his eyes as yours welled with tears. Hard as you may have tried, you couldn’t bring yourself to not be infuriated. So much so, you’d smack him with an open palm across his right cheek. Unable to contain those overflowing emotions. The tears, the anger, the pure, raw passion that you had for him. That never faded after all that time! “You bastard..how dare you? How dare you leave me and then come back after all this time? I missed you so fucking much and you just left—“ by now, you had broken into full blown hysterics, inconsolable being back in the arms of the one and only man you had brought yourself to love. Rather than meeting your melodramatics with more hostility, he’d simply cusp your cheek into his hand and bring you towards him for a searing kiss that caused your words to trail off into nothing more than a muffled whimper. In that split second, your entire world seemed to have come to that of a complete stand still. Frozen right there in his grasp and when you finally came back to reality, you didn’t want to end..without so much as another word exchanged between the two of you, Phinks reeled you back in, this time deepening the smooch and bridging the gap between your bodies. By now, there wasn’t a single other soul in the vicinity to witness this spectacle. Or to interrupt it for that matter. Regardless of the fact that the two of you had just been in the midst of a heated dispute moments ago, and now, attempting to disrobe the other, it was apparent that whatever feelings you had for one another were still as strong and that once dormant flame of passion was burning brighter than before.

his hands roaming your body, yours trailing his…it was all a blur but finally, Phinks found himself shirtless and you working away at his belt buckle when he came to. But he was quick to halt you..as he had plans of his own. “Wait, sweetheart. Stop..” “What do you mean? Are you—“ however, before you could complete whatever rant you were about to partake in, he’d press a finger to your lip, instructing you to be quiet. “Don’t..don’t speak. Please..”’Even taking it a step further and allowing you to suckle on his fingertip. Normally, if a man had said such a thing to you, it’d be literal hell to pay. But something about Phinks and that gentle, domineering nature of his always threw you into submission..as much as you hated it! “Just let me make things right, okay?” Slowly, that same finger trailed south and to your own top, unfastening the buttons one by one as you watched along with bated breath. Your chest heaving with every passing moment as your skin became exposed to the cool air wafting throughout the room’s ventilation. Shortly thereafter, becoming marked by the curvature of his soft lips. All the while, tracing his fingertips up your bare legs. Which he’d prop on the table and spread apart. “Do you have any idea..how long, I’ve waited to have you in my arms again, (y/n)? To say I’m sorry for being so shitty? For making you feel less than your worth?” Amid his speech, his fingers would make haste in hooking around those thin lace panties you were wearing and pull them back. Exposing your warm and dripping sex to the cool air as well..you’d suck your teeth when he made slight contact with your clit. Biting your lip as you’d watch him carefully. “But I won’t be so stupid this time, I promise.” Before you knew it, you found yourself filled to the brim with one of his thick fingers, releasing a loud gasp in response. Sliding down, you’d begin gently rock on those digits.

“So just lay back and let me take care of you, alright? Don’t worry about anything..” closing your eyes whilst you let him overtake your body. Holding dominion over you in ways you could never imagine. Merely listening to the sound of his voice to get yourself off, not to mention being impaled on his middle and index. The tight bundle of nerves becoming undone by a few pushes to your g-spot. Meanwhile, your nipples lie dormant in his mouth, gently suckled...flipped around by his tongue and kissed by his lips. Eventually, allowing them to trail back up to your neck. Muttering into your ear with a smirk plastered his face. “You remember that night after graduation..when you let me finger you in the backseat of my old Camaro?..I recall that night so vividly. You looked just like this..so cute and innocent. Just begging me to keep going..” sweetly taunting you with his thumb parting your lips. “It was the first time we had complete privacy, without having to cover our mouths. And we were being so damn loud. I swear, you had the prettiest moans.” Making you both begin to laugh, reminiscing on those times. He continued to speak when all you could muster were muffled whimpers. “You got so wet for me..damn, you were so wet..” “..yeah, and I freaked out because you made me squirt for the first time and thought I had done something else.” Prompting you both to laugh about it. The memory unlocked something inside of him that drove the tall jock to sink his fingers further and even grunt. “Yes…fuck. I couldn’t forget. You had my seats covered in it but it was kinda my fault. I couldn’t stop fucking you. You just felt too good.” Nibbling at your ear with that slick grin before pressing deeper and mashing your very swollen clit with his thumb..making slow circles until your head fell backwards. Which he’d tug back up with a gentle hand, staring you right in the eyes.

“Which is why I’m going to do it again.” Declaring as those digits continued pumping in and out, drawing forth high pitched wails and plenty of juices..never had a man made you feel the way this one had. And as quiet as it was all kept, you had no use of interest in anyone else other than Phinks. There was something about him that drew out your softest energy; made you feel safe and protected, not to mention free to be yourself. “I’m going to make love to you right here and now..because I don’t want to spend another second being apart from you, (y/n). Two years..two long years. I missed you.” The tone in his voice causes your legs to tremble on instinct. The sheer pleading and desperation doing something to you. But before you had a chance to truly gather your bearings..he was already another step ahead. With his pants shuffled to his waist, unfastened and unbuckled, you could spot his exposed pelvis but once he withdrew those fingers, you found yourself filled with his cock instead. “Hnghh! Oh God..” eliciting a loud cry from your lips which were muffled by his own as that swollen tip made its way inside of your entrance. (Y/N) was heaving, trembling and clawing at his shirt whilst holding him close. Your legs spread wide and placed atop his shoulder as Phinks eventually tucked the end of his shirt between his teeth, holding it out of the way so that he could get a perfect glimpse of his cock sliding in and out of that wet warmth..coating him with the two gentle strokes that he had already given. Whining from the sensation of “Shh..it’s alright, baby...” cooing to you quietly. He could tell that you were still having some trouble taking him so he’d go as slow as possible. Letting you become acclimated to his size again. Meanwhile, a sheath of silky cream began dripping down his shaft as he was able to work a few more inches in. Wiping those stray tears away in the process. “..just like our first time, angel. You’re so tight..you’re with me now, where you belong.” It’s that sentence alone that allowed you to open up and unclench for him, allowing him a little more room to maneuver. Feeding you those deep strokes at a steady pace. Your eyes averted down to watch him go in and out.

“Phinks…I—I’m so sor—“ but before the words could leave your lips, he was halfway to the hilt, grunting and pulling you further into his grasp. And now, forming a slight bulge in the pit of your tummy. “No..don’t you dare apologize. This is my fault. All me, baby. But I’m gonna make it—up to you, I promise. Will you let me do that?” Practically pleading as the grip of that pussy began to take its toll on the frat leader. He was a strong, stoic and tough guy. Epitome of a stereotypical jock or athlete when it came to braun. But as with anyone, Phinks had his Achilles heel and you were most certainly it. He became weak and quite frankly, pathetic when you were in the mix. He couldn’t contain himself..losing all semblance of control with no regrets. So much so, his voice began to crack and that once established rhythm sped to sporadic stroking; some sharp and others all over the place. “You can take me, baby. C’mon. Let me have it..let me have that pussy, please.” By this time, the table underneath your bodies was rattling around, knocking against the wall. Your skirt was flipped to your stomach and your breasts were jiggling wildly, from your unfastened shirt. “Mmm! Please..don’t stop. Take it, this is yours..fuck!” That sentence alone forced him to lose it. Clutching a hand around your throat, he’d shove his tongue into your mouth and pound you until he began pulsating through those walls. Your flesh cusps him and refuses to let him go..which led to something neither of you expected:

“Oh God! (Y/N)..fuck!” Crying out with a guttural moan, Phinks’ hard pounding ceased all together and before you knew it..he had you filled to the brim with his cum. That warm, milky load stuffed and nestled inside of you as if he wouldn’t dare put it anywhere else. The two of you stared in shock before bursting into laughter, examining the aftermath. “Jesus, (y/n)..I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean—oh fuck, you felt so much better than I remember. I just couldn’t help myself.`` But you didn’t hold it against him too much. In fact, you thought it was quite funny and you liked the sensation a little more than you’d expect. Leaning down, gently stroking your clit, you’d watch it seep out onto the wooden furniture. “It’s okay..I’ll be fine.” Planting a kiss to his lips as he worked to regain his composure. Tilting his chin up so that you could stare at him as you uttered your next words. “Hey…I love you, Phinks. I always have.” “I know, gorgeous. And I love you more. I promise I’ll never leave your side again.” Still resting inside of you whilst your bodies remained close. He never wanted this moment to end or to be apart from you that long ever again. However, there was still one order of business that you two had to sort out…

“So about this resignation..you seriously gonna kick me out?”

batting those eyes at you as if they would change your mind but the previous events may have definitely softened your heart just a tad bit.

“Meet me in my dorm later for round two and we might be able to work something out.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were propositioning me, ma’am.”

but all in all, it seemed that things were finally on better terms with the two of you and you were thankful because being apart from the only man meant for you was exhausting!

“Well sir, it’s a good thing that you do. Now help me up.”

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shalscumbunny · 1 year

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Safe place | Yandere Shalnark returning home after the death of his friends

Summary: Shalnark is tired after everything that happened in Yorkshin and just wants to be in your arms

Pairing: Shalnark X GN.Reader

Warnings: Kidnapped reader, mention of canonical character death in HxH (Possible spoiler), Slight change in the chronology and original story in HxH

Author’s note: I always mention it in all my writings in English, but better safe than sorry, English is not my native language so it is very likely to find many mistakes and also that I know practically nothing about writing “X character and Y / n”

Sites: AO3

It was late at night when you were resting, out of nowhere you got up, you took it as a bad omen instantly but you tried not to think about it, you just went to the bathroom and got a glass of water from the kitchen before going back to bed.

Shalnark had been gone for a week, you hated to admit it, but you even missed him, maybe because you hadn't spoken to a human being in a week, but you enjoyed that he wasn't harassing you as usual.

Just as you were beginning to fall asleep again, the bedroom door opened, however, it took at least a minute until footsteps were heard inside the room, shortly after you felt Shalnark's weight on the bed, his body for the first time shook. felt cold.

You were turning your back on him, you couldn't see him, but there was another type of atmosphere, one that you had never experienced with him, however, you didn't say anything, until you felt how his arms were around your waist and you were attached to him, supporting his chin in the crook of your neck.

"Shalnark, I'm not in the mood right now" You said with an annoyed tone, trying to get out of his arms.

"If you want, we can fight in the morning, please, not now" Shalnark said, hugging you tighter.

You froze at the moment you heard him, in the first place, you didn't remember that Shalnark had ever said "please" to you in a genuine way, much less had you heard that tone of voice, was it... Sadness?

"Shalnark?" You called him worried

He didn't answer, he was quiet, you just felt his breath on your neck, it was slow and tired in a certain way.

"Shalnark" You called him again

Again silence to your call.

Shalnark left your neck and hid in your nape, you felt strange, you had never experienced this with him.

You didn't want to turn around, it wasn't that Shalnark was scaring you right now, but it was something new and you didn't know how to react.

"Y/n" Shalnark called to you in a whisper

Before you could answer, you felt some moisture begin to form on the back of your neck, perhaps... Is he crying?

"Y/n?" He called you again

"I'm here, what happened?" You asked in an expressionless tone.

"Look at me, please"

"Since when do you ask me for things?" You asked with the same tone of voice

"Don't make me beg" He told you, hugging you tighter

You were silent, you're upset, but not with him this time, you're upset with you, it disgusted you to feel sorry for him, you felt sorry for someone despicable like Shalnark, you felt sorry for the man who kidnapped you, he took away your freedom, your dignity and several other things without any kind of contemplation.

"You've never begged me for anything, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm tired, please..."

You turned annoyed when you heard it, but you didn't look at it, you just started screaming.

"Tired of? You're not like that, you don't ask for things, you don't feel empathy for anyone, you're a monster that forces me to be with him, why would I have to do you some kind of favor!?"

You let out all your annoyance by saying that, you didn't even know where so much anger came from, and it was the first time you told him what you thought out loud.

You opened your eyes to see him, expecting some kind of typical reaction from him, but... He was still, motionless, just looking at you in silence with blurred eyes and an expression of sadness.

You were stunned to see him, the one who was next to you on the bed wasn't Shalnark, it couldn't be him.

"You finished?" He asked you in a soft tone.

You didn't answer him, your head was processing Shalnark's state and while it was happening he pulled you, hugging your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"You always make everything difficult, how annoying you are" He blurted out, resting his ear on your chest.

You looked at him surprised, you didn't understand what was happening, you didn't touch him, you just stayed there.

"What happened?" You dared to ask him

"They are no longer..." Shalnark answered with a tired voice.

"Who?"

"Uvo and Paku"

You remembered them, once they came to see Shalnark, but you ignored them, from what he told you, they were friends for years, members of the Gen'ei Ryodan too.

But you didn't ask him more, you understood what he meant, but you didn't touch him, you just looked at him in silence, you wanted to enjoy seeing him sad, but, you couldn't.

"You will not say anything?" Shalnark asked, hugging your waist.

"I have nothing to say to you"

"Do you enjoy seeing me like this?"

"No, I'm not like you, I don't delight in other people's pain"

Shalnark was silent, he just continued hugging you, he wanted to calm down, even if you didn't comfort him, your mere presence managed to clear his mind of the pain of losing his friends, after all, even against your will, for him you were his girlfriend , your duty was to be there.

When he listen your heart he felt calm, now he beat calmly, his body relaxed when he felt your warmth and your smell, he loved you so much no matter what.

He was like a child when it came to you, you were his safe place, even if you hated and despised him, he loved you, he loved your mere existence near him.

For you, he was also like a child too, omitting the long list of crimes, many times, he just wanted your attention, he loved being on top of you, kissing you, hugging you and keeping you only for him, you knew you were precious to him.

But now, he was not the capricious and selfish child that always hovered around you, now he was a child in search of comfort.

You just sighed before wrapping your arms around him, pulling him to your chest.

"I'm here" you said with a calming tone.

You weren't like him, that's why you do that, you weren't a monster. You felt sorry, just that.

Shalnark only held you closer, relaxed in your arms, he loved you, he loved you so much now, it didn't matter if your comfort was a lie, he loved you so much more now, he was sure now that he would never let you go from his side.

You were born for him, you existed to belong to him, your body, your soul, your life, all of that was his and as long as he lived he wouldn't let anyone else have you.

"Shalnark?" You called him

He didn't answer you, when you saw him, he was fast asleep, with a smile on his lips and the trace of a couple of tears in his eyes. He was clinging to you, like a child to his stuffed animal and like so many times, you knew he wouldn't let you go until he woke up.

You sighed before calmly caressing his hair and resting your head on his, falling asleep little by little, although, for the first time, you didn't feel like you were sleeping with your enemy, you felt like you were sleeping with someone you wanted to take care of, no matter how inexplicable it was, at least seeing him vulnerable made you hate him a little less.

Thank you so much for reading my shit 🖤

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apollowhoo · 2 years

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just discovered your blog and i love it

can i pls req chrollo as a older brother to the reader pls and also make it fluff

(oh my god yesss! Chrollo fluff is so underrated fr)

Chrollo x GN!Sibling!Reader

he is gonna be so overprotective over you especially if you guys have a big age gap. He really doesn't want you to hang around the Phantom Troupe all that much. He always sticks around you, he doesn't want you to get harmed.

if someone does end up hurting you, babe...that person is going to have very heavy consequences. They are gonna regret hurting you, literally.

Outside he isn't all that affectionate but when you two are alone, oh boy. You are his only family so he really does love you and wouldn't let anything harm you. He loves hugging you and he also gives a lots of head pats. You might just be talking to someone, he'd just come to you and pat your head out of nowhere.

If you do end up meeting the Phantom Troupe, he wouldn't let you be with them alone. If you're gonna hang out with them, Chrollo has to be there too. He also wouldn't let you join the troupe, it doesn't matter how old you are he isn't letting you join.

He also spoils you a lot. I mean you probably have good manners but he still spoils you. If you ask for something, it will be front of you in a hour or less.

He is also your teacher. He teaches you all kinds of stuff for example; defending yourself, reading and writing, how to act in different situations. You both read together everyday single day. If you can't sleep, he probably reads you a book out loud. You're also mature for your age, for example if you're like 12-13 you don't just get mad at everyone and everything, you aren't judgemental and stuff.

You two are probably clean freaks. The most proper and clean mfs in existent. You both probably care about the nature too.

(that's really all that came to my mind, i hope it isn't too short)

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shiftingparadise · 1 year

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*Panting, desperately gasping for air* It's been almost twenty days without soft spot and I don't know if I can go on any longer (no pressure bby🥲)

I got you 🤓. I hope you enjoy this part just as much! Enjoy reading 🤍✨

Warning: Angst

Word count: 2017

“Hasn’t talked to me in 3 days”, you softly nibbled on your bottom lip. “He’ll get over it”, Chrollo nonchalantly flipped through one of his books. “What if he doesn’t? What if he hates me?”. “Darling”, dangerous eyes lurking over his book, “Would you like it if he had slept with someone else? Let alone in your presence”.

“B-but he doesn’t mind with you-“. “Are you sure about that?”, he asked as he sat down on the couch.

No. Fei hated it when he had to share you with Chrollo. He always did.

“By the way, I don’t agree with what happened either”. “A-are you angry too?”. “I’m not angry”, a smile on his face, “But I didn’t like it either”.

“Liar”, you got on your knees, softly massaging his legs. “Fine, I liked it a little bit”. “A little?”. A sigh as he leaned forward, his hand resting underneath your chin, “I can’t help it, darling. You’re just so cute when another man takes you”.

“Pervert”, you smirked before placing a swift kiss on his lips.

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You shouldn’t go to his basement. Sure, he took you to a basement, many times before A basement where he hurt you if you broke the rules, but… This was his basement. His ‘work’ basement and it was off-limits… “Never knock. Never ask to open the door. Never even go down the stairs”. That’s what he told you, but…

“3 AM”, the words softly flowed from your lips as you looked at the time. Chrollo was “working” in his study, and you couldn’t sleep, so…

Without giving it too much thought, you tiptoed through the hallway. You didn’t know what would happen, or if he would punish you, but you had to see him.

“Darling?”, Chrollo’s voice echoed through the hallway. “Y-yes?”, you closed your eyes, heart racing. You weren’t supposed to be up this late. “I won’t protect you from Fei. Not if you break one of his rules”.

How did he know you were going to his basement?

“He won’t hurt me”. “I’m not so sure, darling. You know I don’t want to see you get hurt, but… Rules are rules”.

“Rules are rules”, you childishly repeated the words in your head. Them and their little, stupid rules…

“I’ll see you in the morning”. “Goodnight, darling. And please, think this through. Fei’s a different man down there. It’s his… Workplace”.

God, what was the worst that could happen? Sure, you weren’t supposed to see Fei when he was ‘working’, but who cares? You missed him. More than you could take.

“It can’t be that bad, right?”, you wrapped your arms around your shoulders as you walked to the door that led to his basement.

What was this eerie feeling?

A certain cold met your skin as you opened the door. Down the stairs was another door, a dim light shining through the door gap. “H-huh?”, you froze as you heard a scream.

Was someone trapped? Did they kidnap someone? Yes, sometimes you forgot that they were criminals.

“N-no please-“, the voice more clear as you got closer.

You couldn’t help but feel nauseous at how desperate it sounded.

“Shut up”, Fei sounded even colder than usual. At this point, you regret your decision. However, you weren’t going to back down now.

Why were you shaking? Should you ask first? No, if you did, you were never going to find out what was happening down here. You needed to open the door, to enter unannounced.

“3, 2…”, you tried counting down, but just when you got to 1 you could hear someone throwing up. This was wrong, there was a reason Fei told you not to go down here. You should turn back, go back to sleep, and forget about all this. That, however, seemed impossible.

Again. 3, 2…

“1”, you took a deep breath before swinging the door open.

Right. This is a mistake.

This wasn’t Fei. Not the Feitan you knew. This Feitan was covered in blood, a hammer in his hand, ready to crush whatever was left of a stranger’s hand. Sure, Fei was cruel. He hurt you, but not like this.

Your eyes studied the man who was tied down on a table. It was only now that you noticed he was missing 3 of his toes, an eye, and… Teeth on the floor?

“S-shit”, you quickly covered your mouth as a nauseous feeling took over. “What the hell are you doing here?”, Feitan never seemed so angry. “I-I”, you stuttered as you took a step back, tripping over your own feet. “What did I tell you?”, within a second he was standing before you. “I gave you one rule, one rule you couldn’t break and…”, fire in his eyes as he looked down. “Get out, Y/N”. “I-I’m sorry”.

This was the first time you truly feared for your life. You feared Feitan, to say the least.

“You always cross the line”, he got closer, “You always act out of place”.

“Pl-please, please help me!”, the man on the table turned his head toward you. “Don’t let him kill me”.

“Shut up!”, Feitan threw his hammer toward the man, causing it to crush his skull. “F-fei”, tears streaming down your cheek, “Y-you killed-“.

“Got the information I needed”, Feitan grabbed your arm, forcing you back on your feet.

“L-let go”, your legs trembling in fear. “What? What’s wrong?”, he pulled you closer, “Are you scared? Are you scared of who I am?”.

“T-this isn’t you-“, you pulled your face away from his. “This is me”, he tightened his grip, “This is work”. “N-no”, you wanted to run, to yell for help but… Chrollo said he wasn’t going to protect you, that rules were rules.

“Why? Why did you come here?”, cold eyes met yours. “I-I wanted to- I missed you”. “Call Phinks”.

You hurt him. Over and over again.

“I- I want you”, you tried to ignore the fact that there was a dead man on the table next to you.

“I don’t want to see you”, he pushed you away, “I despise you”.

He burnt you, scarred you… But those things never hurt as much as those words.

“You despise me?”, your heart aching. “Tsk”, he turned around, “Get out”.

Wasn’t he going to punish you? To make sure you never disobeyed him again?

“F-fei-“, “Get out”.

No. He wasn’t going to hurt you, to ‘punish’ you. It seemed that he didn’t care about you anymore, that you weren’t worth his time.

“I-I’m sorry”, tears streaming down your cheek as you ran upstairs, longing for the safety of your sheets.

You ran to your room as quickly as possible, immediately covering yourself underneath your sheets.

“Darling?”, Chrollo knocked on your door. “Don’t”, you sobbed. “What happened?”, he entered anyway. “He said he despised me”, you cried out, pulling the sheets closer to your body. “He doesn’t”, Chrollo sat down on the edge, his hand pulling the sheets from your face. “He does and, and-“. “What?”, he gently wiped the tears from your cheek. “He killed someone with a hammer and before that he was-“. “I told you not to go, darling”. “Why? Why does he do those things?”. “It’s his job. He gets me the information I need”. “He’s torturing people”, you looked up at him, “That’s not right“. “Cute”, Chrollo chuckled, “You know the Phantom Troupe’s full of wanted criminals, right?”.

Right. You once again forgot that they were criminals.

“I’ll sleep with you tonight. I’m sure you didn’t like seeing a dead person”, Chrollo placed a kiss on your temple. “Try to get some rest, okay? I’m going to shower, and then I’ll join you”.

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“He’ll never forgive me”, you nestled your head closer to Chrollo’s chest. “You know he will”, he wrapped his arms around you.

Chrollo’s voice sounded so beautiful in the morning. So soothing.

“You didn’t see the way he looked at me”. “Did you see the way you looked at him?”, Chrollo’s tightened his grip around your waist. “I can imagine you were scared when you saw what he was doing. He probably put his guard up”. “W-why?”, you tilted your head. “The only reason you weren’t allowed there was because he feared you were going to be scared of him. Feitan never had much. He never cared about people, but he cares about you. To him, you’re everything”.

“I’m an idiot”, you shook your head. “Sometimes”, Chrollo smiled. “Fuck you”, you playfully pushed him away. “Come here”, he eagerly pulled you close again, “Let’s enjoy this moment, darling. It’s a beautiful morning. I’m sure Fei will turn around”. “Can you do something for me?”. “Anything”, he hummed as he took in your scent, “Anything for my darling”.

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A couple of days passed, and Feitan still didn’t care to talk to you. When you entered the same room, he disappeared.

“Fei?”, you softly knocked on the door to his room.

He normally didn’t use it. Feitan used to spend all his free time with you. Lately, however, he locked himself up in his bedroom.

“Go away”.

Not this time.

“Fei?”, you opened his door. “I said get out”.

Sad. It was sad the way he was sitting in front of his window. His room was empty. There was a bed, a chair, and a desk. There weren’t expensive paintings, no books, no cozy chairs… He was the complete opposite of Chrollo.

“I know you’re mad. You have every right to be, but… I don’t care about Phinks. Not like I care about you. You were the first person I fell in love with. The first person who made me feel happy, and safe… The first person who-“.

You didn’t know why the words seemed to get stuck in your throat.

“You were the first person who made me love myself. I always hated myself. I used to hate the way I look, the way I sound… I hated the way I walk, talk… But you made me accept myself, and I’m sorry that I gave you the feeling that you couldn’t do the same. That you couldn’t accept yourself. I know this isn’t going to make things right. I hurt you, and I’m so sorry. I’m not perfect. I shouldn’t have slept with Phinks. I shouldn’t have asked him to comfort me when you were gone, but I was scared. I was scared Hisoka was here and that he was going to hurt me again. I don’t feel safe when you’re not with me, Fei. I need you, so… I got you this”.

You gently placed the gift on the edge of his bed.

“I know it can’t make things right, and if you don’t like it you can give it back. Just don’t throw it away, please”.

Without answering, he turned around. Careful eyes were now looking at the gift.

“A gift?”, his brows pulled together. “Yes”, you nervously responded. “No one’s ever got me a gift”, he slowly stood up.

Your heart broke at the thought. You can’t imagine what it must feel like growing up without a caring home.

“What is it?”, he examined the wrapping paper. “Open it”, a sparkle in your eyes.

He seemed excited, even though he tried to hide it.

“I hope you like it. I thought you could use it for… your work”, you cleared your throat.

You didn’t want him to think you were scared of him. To think that you hated him for what he did. If that meant you had to get him something like this…

“A knife?”, he frowned. “Look closely”, you pointed towards the handle. “It has my initials on this side and yours on the other. O-oh, and did you see the handle? It has your skull on it”.

Silence.

“Thanks”, his voice sounded raspy. “I like it”. “I-I know it’s strange but, now there’s a part of me with you when you’re … Working”, you nervously smiled.

“I love you”, the words barely reached your ears.

“H-huh?”, your eyes went round in surprise. “I love you, Y/N”, his eyes glued onto the knife.

“I-I love you too”, you replied.

He didn’t respond. Instead, he held one arm open, his eyes still studying the knife.

Without thinking, you rushed into his arm, wrapping your arms around his neck, “Please forgive me, Fei. I’m never going to hurt you again”. “Please don’t. Don’t know how much more my heart can take”, a crack in his voice.

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kimbap-r0ll · 11 months

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Hi again! I have another Idea and yes It’s feitan again I’m so sorry I love him and you do him wonderfully. Okay so my idea is either a a baking Date or picnic which ever is better for you. And as we are talking to him He says like I love you for the first time. Like during it he realized how much he liked y/n but when asked if he said it he Denys it even though y/n heard it clear as day. sorry if this doesn’t make sense .

Hi, thank you for the ask! It makes sense, no worries!

Feitan x reader - three simple words

He hated the idea of staying in one place for too long, it wasn't something he was used to anymore. However, after the troupe decided to split up and meet up again after a month, Feitan was forced to spend time alone. He asked Phinks and Shalnark if he could tag along, but they said to him "don't you have a date to take care of?"

Feitan was found with you during the month off of troupe duties. He spent most of the day reading your book collection and watching you do your daily activities. Finally, after you got fed up with him quietly peering over your shoulder without any mention of doing things together, you decided to do a stay-at-home date. Besides, it wasn't like he wanted to go out for dinner ever (he would ask if the two of you could just steal food instead).

"What's all of this?" he asked, pointing at the multiple boxes and containers sitting on your kitchen counter.

"Oh, it's what we're doing today! You and me, we'll be baking!" you smile at him, setting down the last few tools needed to make some delicious desserts. Feitan looked at you with confusion.

"Does it look like I bake?"

"You can always try something new? I saw you reading the baking book yesterday," you pointed out.

"...fine." Feitan glared at you, but you knew he wasn't upset, maybe a little embarrassed over something trivial. He did want to keep his deadly-torturer status alive and baking didn't always fit the image.

Both of you got started, deciding on making something simple because it was his first time. You asked him about sweets back in Meteor City, and he said they didn't have much but he did enjoy these cookies he would find from the collected food items or from the caretakers of the place. After some thorough details, you found out he was describing chocolate chip cookies, a staple for childhood memories.

"I didn't know you had a bit of a sweet tooth," you said while grabbing the flour.

"Not that I love them, I just remembered it from childhood," he replied. Of course, Feitan wasn't the type to enjoy sweets, that was Chrollo's job. However he did enjoy the occasional bit of sugary sweet goodness.

While he read you the ingredients you measured everything out. He would correct you from time to time when he didn't think you did it correctly (as if he knew how to bake though). For the eggs, he was surprisingly persistent on cracking them himself. Once it was all finished, you shaped the dough into little balls and placed them onto a tray and popped it into the pre-heated oven. It would take a few minutes before the whole flat that you lived in smelled like cookies.

"You haven't baked before, right? How is it so far?" you asked while sitting in front of the oven. It was a habit that you got into during your childhood, watching the cookies rise and expand was quite fun when you were younger. Feitan didn't answer right away, but he did give an approving nod.

"Meteor City didn't have a lot of opportunities like this, but we did try baking once," he said after a long pause. "Chrollo suggested it."

"How did it turn out?"

Feitan chuckled, shaking his head. "We almost burned the whole building down, sadly Chrollo was the only one that knew how to read the book and he read the time wrong."

You looked at him, he was smiling softly to himself, something extremely rare. While you wanted to tease him for looking so cute, you knew he would immediately go back to his deadpanned look so you kept it to yourself.

"We should do this more often," you suggested, leaning onto his shoulder as he was sitting next to you. He didn't push you off anymore, likely he was getting used to physical affection.

"...It would be nice," he replied, even quieter than he was talking before. "Because it makes it feel like I'm back home, I love you for the comf—" he stopped. Wait, was he getting sentimental? Emotional? No, he couldn't be talking like Chrollo, he hoped that his mumbling was bad enough that you didn't catch him, or maybe that his grammar was bad that you didn't understand him but with the way you suddenly straightened your back and whipped your head to look at him said otherwise.

"Wait, wait you just said...did you just say you 'love' me?!" you were grinning, you looked so happy that he felt his face redden.

"No, I wouldn't say some sappy shit like that," he quickly snapped back, he was getting pouty, a dead giveaway that he did in fact tell you those three words.

"Noo I heard you right I'm sure of it," you teased him. He gave you a quick glance but continued to glue his eyes onto the cookies that were baking in the oven.

"I did not, you didn't hear me say that."

"Then what did you say?"

"It's like home, that's it."

"No. you trailed off more than that!"

"I did not."

"Did so!"

Before the two of you could argue more the oven sounded off that the cookies were ready. Feitan stood up and opened the oven and because of how flustered he was he was about to grab the hot tray with his bare hands.

"Fei wait your hands!"

You ended up taking care of the cookies as he was sitting awkwardly at the counter. Thankfully he didn't burn himself because you pulled him back, however he was more thankful that your attention was on something other than the soft moment he got earlier.

The cookies looked amazing, however the sweetness was even better. It was a warm buttery taste that Fei had forgotten about, he was sure most of the troupe didn't remember how it was like to eat something fresh like this too. However, he was sure he was finding it sweeter than usual because you were with him, though he would never admit that nor make the mistake of letting you hear him say "I love you."

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh x reader #fluff #ask box #hxh feitan #feitan x reader #feitan portor #hxh phantom troupe #phantom troupe x reader

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themoonitselff · 11 months

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Love Letters | Kurapika x Gender Neutral! Reader

Warnings: Slightly mentions of depression, just angst and fluff. THIS WAS MADE WITH TRANSLATOR, BE GENTLE. Any suggest is fine💖

Summary: You always send poems to Leorio, but they arrived to his best friend.

You lived on the other side of the world, you were a writer known for your novels who worked in a bookstore to support your few earnings in your works, you had several friends, among them, Leorio Paradiknight, you knew him for a long time, since you were teenagers, but you took different paths, he was a doctor who helped those who could not afford his treatments, and a hunter who survived the dark continent, while you went for the artistic faculties side and a more peaceful life, but what could never be erased since you met him were your feelings for him. You usually write to each other from time to time, he tells you about his adventures with his friends and the reckless things he usually does with his money, and you respond by telling him about your new ideas for new stories, you were so close but yet so far ....

This time, you found yourself determined to write him poems anonymously, with your writer name, because he thinks you put your real name on your books, but you didn't. You took a pen and started writing, every word was aligned with your heartbeat, every sentence seemed to be taken out of a fairy tale, and the way you expressed yourself was different from how you used to talk to him, you were cordial, polite, kind, and flattering, you finished the letter and when you read it, you were surprised with your own words.

"My dear, your beauty resembles the luster of a pearl.

Delicate, brilliant, unique.

Let me be the golden chain that complements you, because from me you will never fall, golden prince."

Short, but ethereal.

You put it in a beige envelope, and sealed it with red wax, next to a daisy, finally you added perfume as a detail, and wrote his address, your heart almost coming out of your throat. The days passed, and became weeks, and the weeks became 2 months, and he still didn't answer, but he kept writing you normally and he didn't answer your anonymous letter... Did he get it? Did he like it? Did he know it was you? Does he like you?

2 months before

He was in his room, a depressing room with four walls and little light, next to the mess that all his discomfort was causing, he was rotting in the agony of revenge, the thirst for power and seeing the face of those who took his family away from him in silence. Suddenly, a ding dong chimed at the front door, Kurapika felt a strange feeling in his stomach, since no one knew where hr was staying, not even his friends.

He got up from his dying bed and opened the door.

"Good afternoon, this letter has been sent to you a few weeks ago, from [Your continent]." mused the delivery man, he seemed rushed by his tone of voice.

"A letter? "Kurapika took it, it had a postcard and it smelled quite nice, you could say the scent made him wake up.

"That's right... Well, I have to go, I have more things to deliver!" and he ran off, leaving the young blond behind him at the door.

"Wait! ... Damn!" Kurapika exclaimed, he went inside his apartment and closed the door, looking carefully at the letter.

It had vintage details, and it was in perfect condition, it had no Nen on it, it was a harmless letter and not a trap from any of his enemies looking for him: The Chain User.

He sat on the couch in front of a short legged table, and opened this letter carefully, unfolded the sheet and read the text carefully, it was very short, but the words embodied provoked a different feeling in him.

Warmth in his chest, tickles in his ribs, butterflies in his stomach. He was enraptured. He saw the author's note and his eyebrows went up, his favorite author of novels was writing to him. To him!? It couldn't be, because they didn't know each other.

"I have to return this letter, this is a mistake" He muttered, he was about to leave his place when, again, that feeling in his chest attacked him, it's like when fire embraces you with its burning embers, but it didn't burn, not at all. His intrusive thoughts wouldn't let him give it back, even if his morals attacked him, an internal struggle with himself not to be nosy and steal something that isn't his, use the identity of the author's lover, maybe.

But how bad could it be?

His feelings and illusions ended up winning over his brain, and he went to a table to write in response to that beautiful poem that caught his attention.

It sparked an interest in them.

You didn't think he was going to answer you, but he did, week after week waiting at the letter carrier's office for his message, and viceverse, both were in love with each other, but without knowing each other yet, you thought he was Leorio, and Kurapika didn't know who you were. But what you both knew is that soon, that was going to change, you were planning a flight to Japan just to see him and reveal him your identity, who you were, you never thought that Leorio could be so serious, mysterious and charming, you could say that even the writing was different(MAYBE BC HE'S NOT LEORIO👹), but it doesn't matter, you fell harder for him, you were going to meet in Yorkshin specifically, on an iconic bridge of the place, you couldn't wait to meet his lips with yours, his eyes pierce your soul and connect both of your bodies.

The day came, you got your bags off the plane and went to your reservation at a luxurious hotel, at this point you were already loaded with money from your excellent sales, it was no problem where to stay, you dressed up as best you could and 10 minutes before you were already on site.

When you arrived, no one was there yet, you sighed with relief, you didn't want Leorio to notice yet, you ran the risk of losing the relationship you had with him for a long time, but a part of your heart said it didn't matter, we were all born to die.

Minutes passed and, he still didn't arrive, you stared at the lake below the bridge until the Sun set and you gave up, your crystal clear eyes ruined your facial routine and your feet were tired of waiting, telling yourself what a fool you are for believing that someone like him would set his eyes on you.

Then, a tall, blond, pale-skinned man stood next to you, you didn't notice him, it was as if he had appeared out of nowhere, you jumped in fright and then realizing you were crying, you wiped your tears and looked away.

"Excuse me, do you know where [xxx] is? "You asked him to leave at once, your foreign accent was noticeable for miles.

"It's six blocks from here." He answered dryly, without looking you in the face, his eyes were droopy, empty, they didn't shine despite the evening illumination, his aura was mysterious, dim, interesting.... But you already loved someone else.

"Thank you." You thanked before you left.

Before you turned around, the stranger turned to see you, your appearance looked similar to him, he searched in his memories who you looked like until he realized that you were that famous writer, he didn't hesitate to go behind you to take your arm and stop you.

"Excuse me." He said, you turned to look at him confused, tilting your head slightly waiting for him to explain himself. "I... I know you."

"I don't know who you are.." You said, still dumbfounded.

The stranger looked lost, as if he was searching for an excellent answer, he was silent for a while, you just rolled your eyes and disengaged from his grip, going on your way.

Then, you heard his voice again behind you.

"Wait!" You saw him again. His eyes unlike the first time you saw them, they were bright, flashing red pigments, you could feel a good feeling from him, from his very formal dress, his long straight hair, his style so.... Hungry for life.

"Yes?"

...

"I'm your prince... Your golden prince."

THIS WQS MESSY I KNOW I MEAN I DIDN'T EVEN MADE A MASTERLIST HAAHHAJA IDK HOW TO MAKE ONEZ ANYWAYS

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rynfushiguro14 · 2 years

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Can we like……bring back Feitan’s speach impediment in fics with him???? Not just speaking in short sentences but like similar to the 1999 Fei👀

#feitan smut #feitan fluff #feitan x reader #feitan x y/n #feitan portor #hxh #hxh feitan #hxh fanfic #hxh smut #hunter x hunter #phantom troupe x reader #phantom troupe #feitan

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luffyvace · 4 months

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dunno if you do shalnark x reader fics but i can barely find any of my silly goober so here i am asking 😭🙏

its chill if you don’t, dw about it, but i was wondering if you could do one of shalnark and like a closed off reader that he tries so desperately to open up to him. make it as fluffy or angsty as you want 🙏🙏🧎 WWW

UM YES I DO?! I LOVE OUR SILLY LITTLE NOT SO RUSSIAN HACKER⁉️💗💗

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA?! Why has no one thought of this?? Hcs are popping into my head as I TYPE THIS. I’m going to make it fluffy bc I’m a sucker for it 😊 thank you for requesting anon!! :)

(btw I don’t really do fics, just hcs, but I’ll write it in a sort of fic way as possible <3)

For these I’ll do reader who’s in phantom troupe or at least knows he’s in it

the reason for you being closed of may vary, you could naturally be like that or you could be scarred with trauma

who knows?

You.

in which I let you decide why you are the way you are :)

besides the point

shalnark really does do everything to get you to open up to him

every love language, every bribery possible, even light empty threats!

nothing.

You don’t crack a bit.

first is love languages:

“N/nnn why don’t you talk to me today??”

he came over to you and snuggled up close to you

you either turn away or completely ignore him

”come on now, I’m your boyfriend! Don’t you wanna talk to me??”

you attention doesn’t move at all from what you were doing

“Your so coldhearted towards me, don’t you care about me at all? Don’t you love me?” He pouts. He knows the answer. He just wants you to show it

”I’m in a dangerous criminal organization you know? I could die any second! Won’t you care??”

you don’t bat an eye

he chooses not to sigh and give up today

he playfully starts kissing you all over your face

hugging you tighter, caressing your hair

still nothing

i feel this is another reason he likes you

your a enigma to him

he doesn’t view you as a toy though—of course not! He loves you, but your so fascinating to him, you really know how to keep a man on his toes

he can’t figure out why you are the way you are and you won’t tell him

you accept his proposal to be his s/o but won’t say you love him? Won’t cuddle or kiss? His gifts collect dust?

this man hardly knew love in his childhood and now your still deriving him of it 😗

you may or may not know that and you may or may not feel guilty about it

but as for words of affs

”_____ I love you”

”…”

”I love you, _____”

”okay?..”

”your supposed to say it back!”

”I said okay”

”say you love me too!!”

”so what’s the troupes plans?”

”stop changing the subject!”

bro is never getting that I love you 🤦‍♀️

gifts??

”_____ I got you a gift!” *insert him handing you something you really love that he found out through hacking not from you*

“I don’t want it”

”liar! This is your favorite!! Just accept it ___”

“Put it on the table..”

*que shalnark dropping his shoulders with a dull look while tossing it on the table

he knows your never gonna touch it

or at least never let him see

as far as quality time that’s the one he gets away with the most

LOL

he could spend all day with you and you really wouldn’t say anything

following you around and such

the fact that you never do lets him know you do love him

eventually he figures it might be your love language

If someone in your past did this to you?

you can bet he tracked them down and gave them to feitan >:)

he didn’t tell him what they did tho he just said ‘hey here’s another victim’

now he’s not really a torture guy but we know he is somewhat apathetic himself

maybe even sadistic

either way he definitely watched this torture session

he wouldn’t want to miss out on the pain of the one(s) who hurt you

he likely tells you afterwards to see your reaction

he could tell if it still traumatizes you based on that and if it is he tries extra hard to get you to open back up

if not he’s kinda back to square one..

About the light threats

he’d threaten to reveal embarrassing moments and secrets of yours if you don’t give him a kiss in the next 24 hours

the first time he did this you glared thinking he would

but after you found out it was empty you ignored all other threats

the reason you ignored the first one was you didn’t really like people anyway so you were kinda just like forget it, whatever

If you did give him the kiss- PROGRESSSSSSSSS

finally⁉️

you don’t fall for it twice after you realize it was empty though

but this means your not against it! You just prefer not to!

and now it’s confirmed you love him!!

YIPPIE

I hope you enjoyed your hcs anon! they were a bit short but i like the ending :)

THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE SHALNARK HCS RN!! (I love the gif i put of him)

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loverofgon · 1 year

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Bₐcₖ ᵢₙ ₘy ₕₓₕ ₐᵣc

Welcome to my world of love! You may call me Mother, as I have no other name that comes to mind! My siblings all call me mother, as well as my few friends so why not just have it as my second name!

If you are to refer to me using pronouns, please use it/he--or they/them, either is fine!

I am 15-17! Just so you all know :)

The characters with more ✧ by them are the ones I prefer to write for! Well, more of an 'I like them more than the other characters' lolz

🄿��🄾🅃🄰🄶🄾🄽🄸🅂🅃🅂

Gon Freecs ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧

Killua Zoldyck ✧✧✧✧

Kurapika Kurta ✧

Leorio Paradinight ✧

🄰🄽🅃🄰🄶🄾🄽🄸🅂🅃🅂

Chrollo Lucilfer ✧✧

Feitan Portor ✧

Machi Komacine ✧✧✧

Nobunaga Hazama

Pakunoda ✧✧✧

Phinks Magcub

Shalnark

Shizuku Murasaki

Uvogin ✧✧✧✧

Illumi Zoldyck

🄷🅄🄽🅃🄴🅁 🄰🅂🅂🄾🄲🄸🄰🅃🄸🄾🄽

(AKA ; the ones I don't know much about/not too good at writing lolz)

Ging Freecss

Hanzo

Pokkle

Ponzu

Kite

🄾🅃🄷🄴🅁 🄲🄷🄰🅁🄰🄲🅃🄴🅁🅂

Mito Freecss (Gon's Aunt) ✧✧✧✧

Wing (Zushis Teacher) ✧✧

Zushi ✧✧✧

Neon Nostrade ✧✧✧✧

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No MinorxAdult, No Nsfw for any characters besides the adults, Kurapika, Leorio, Hanzo, No sexualizing any of the minors (especially Gon and Killua!! As well as Killuas younger siblings!), No noncon, nothing that's not consensual

I will do Platonic stuff, Romantic stuff, child reader, male reader, female reader, gn reader, demon reader, immortal reader, heartless reader, character-based reader etc. I love myself a villainous, no mercy or morals reader, as said before I will do Nsfw, but only for the adults and ones i mentioned, I will do gore, self h/rm, talks of r/pe but not doing it of course, suic/de, major character death, angst, fluff, etc.

I might add a few ocs here and there, so if you'd like to know about them just ask!

There's a lot I will do but if youre not sure then just ask!

Thats about it, I will add more if something comes up!

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suncthynuts · 2 years

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Chrollo with an s/o who sleeps in weird positions or moves around during their sleep

note. this was inspired by my mom thinking I was T-posing in my sleep (I was awake and just stretched my body)

wc. 300+

Imagine he comes homes after a successful meeting with the troupe. One hand in his pocket the other turning the door knob to your shared room, and he sees them there T-posing on the bed. He just stands there, hand still gripping the door knob as he stares at his lover. After a few seconds he chuckles, moving closer to them, and carefully crawling on top of them. He lovingly caresses their cheek as their steer awake from their sleep. A small smile tugs on Chrollo’s lips as his lover’s eyes slowly open.

“Hmm, welcome back. How did the meeting go?” He smiles as he buries his face in their chest while his arms move to hug them. “It went well,” he responds, words muffled.

“That’s good. You can rest now, darling,” Chrollo stays quiet for a few seconds before humming an answer.

It was near dawn when Chrollo woke up. He was about to reach out his hand for lover but it was met by their leg. He opens his eyes and he sees them laying upside down to their previous position.

Chrollo gently carries them and puts both into a more comfortable position with him spooning them and laying his chin on top of their head, wrapping his arms around his lover and locking them in his embrace to stop them from moving too much. This is the first time he has actually seen their weird sleeping habits. They have mentioned it before but seeing that they haven’t been dating for too long it was a new thing to discover about his s/o.

It may disturb Chrollo’s sleep every once in a while, but it adds to the charm and makes him adore his lover more. (and he takes pictures of them in weird sleeping positions. He has a whole album of it)

#hxh chrollo #phantom troupe #chrollo fic #chrollo imagine #chrollo oneshot #chrollo x reader #hunter x hunter #chrollo #chrollo fluff #chrollo smut #hxh imagines #hxh manga #imagine

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nobodybelivesimstraight · 2 years

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Feitan x male reader

Genere: fluff, alot abit of crack

Word count:3069

Intended for: males and males alligned. Female and female alligned DO NOT INTERACT you will be thoroughly blocked, Thank you:)

Hope you like it

"Treasure? Treasure?"

Feitan looks around the mansion in search of you.

"where is he,? He didn't mention leaving house today.I not think he even have strength to talk after what we did yesterday."

Feitan smirked abit thinking about what happened yesterday before focusing back to the task at hand.

"where could he be?" He pondered for a moment before realizing one very likely possibility.

He looked everywhere but his torture room which as the name implies he torturwd people in.

he opened the door and found you lying there a ground watching your phone.

"I found treasure" he said softly as if he won a prize.

You look up and smile.

"oh hey fei" he blushed at the nickname.

"i said no call me that".

"why not its cute" you chuckle. Sitting up to more properly face him.

"it not cute it weird." he revolts looking away.

"what have you doing" He asked, you smiled showing him your phone.

"oh your reading manga? Is it bl again?" You nod your head looking away, a bit embarrassed by how he guessed correctly so quickly.

"yep"

he blinks lowkey surprised by your bluntness.

"anyway- how is treasure feeling?"

You recall the memories of last night.(I know what your thinking)

"ah right- I'm fine just a bit sore nonthing serious"

the sudden feeling of shyness showers over you and you look back down at your phone.

Feitan smirks alittle "did machi treat injuries?" He asks.

"oh- no." You answer rolling onto your back.

His eyebrows furrowed

"she didn't?"

"uh well I didn't exactly ask her too" you rub your neck.

Feitan tilted his head confused, you blush not wanting to tell him the real reason of why you decided not to treat your injuries.

In all honesty you didn't want to treat them because you somewhat enjoyed it not the pain but the memory that came with it .

"It must've slipped my mind"

feitans eyes calmed down, he would've been upset if Machi simply refused to treat you.

"that make sense Machi like you so she would help you if you ask"

"yeah she does seem to like me more than the others for some reason" you pondered for a second wondering why exactly that was.

it's not like you too hung out together on a regular basis,Only interacting during meetings or missions so there's never been much time to talk or get to know each other.

Perhaps she just likes your vibe.

"do want me to treat you inste-instead?"

Feitan Stuttered speaking was never his strong suit, you smiled not minding it, you always thought his speech impediment was more cute than inconvenient(he never agreed)

You nodded in agreement

"sure"

"okay" Feitan left the room to go get the medical kit from machi.

they kept it in her room although she never really used it.

she uses her ability to heal instead since its faster and more than not precise.

Feitan walks down the hall and knocks on her door.

"Machi?"

"Hm? Yeah Come in." Machi looks over her shoulder.

"Give me med kit" feitan demands making reaching his hand out for it.

"for what are you hurt or something?" Machi asks.

"No" he states.

"than why do you need it" she folds her arms.

"(Y/N) is hurt" feitan says blandly.

"he is? How And why didn't he come to me earlier?" Machi asks one half confused the other half concerned you usually came to Machi when you were physically hurt because she was the only person You trusted other than Feitan to see you vulnerable.

"He like me better" feitan smirked Machi just rolled her eyes.

"anyway the medical equipment is in my room on the top shelf and make sure to treat him Not kill him" feitan scowled.

"I don't hurt treasure"

then he mumbled "not much anyway"

he took the med kit and walked back down the hall to the room you were hiding in. "I'm back" you smile and sit up straight.

"great"

Feitan stares at you for a second.

"mmmmm are you hurt up here your neck?" He touches your neck you shake your head as he tugs your shirt "let me take off your shirt"

you blush "huh? W-why?" "take of shirt I need to treat wounds" he deadpans.

"ah right" you took of your shirt only to find many bruises cuts,marks and bruises on your skin feitan smiles slightly admiring his work before looking up "hurt?"

You shrug "eh not really, you know my pain tolerance" feitan nods before pouring some Alcohol on a cuetip and rubbing it on a mark.

"treasures skin soft" you smile "thank you." You look down a little and realize feitan isn't wearing his face mask.

This makes you happy, knowing this is his way of telling you he's more comfortable being alone in just your presence.

You know he's always had a hard time expressing himself verbally, so he always made sure make subtle but noticeable changes to let you know instead.

"Hey! I just noticed your mask" you beam.

"huh? My mask?" Feitan looks touches his face slightly as if he didn't realize he had taken it off.

"You took it off" he turns his head "well with you feel no need to wear it" your face lights up "Really??" You lean forward into him, nose touching.

"Yes..anyways... got the front turn around"

"okay" "mmmm... there done" "wheeeww" you lay into him and give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"What are you doing?" He asks looking petrified from the sudden act of affection.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the way you just suddenly kissed me. What that about?" He blushed Slightly.

"Omg-you sadistic touched starved Levi Ackerman wannabe" you roll your eyes playfully with a smirk.

"Says the social outcast manga-reading no life Otaku who is in desperately need to touch grass" Feitan glares.

[Stranger things S4 spoiler ahead/flash back]

You give a small proud smile at how good he's gotten at calling people out.

you two first starting doing this on the day you watched season 4 of stranger things for the first time and one of your favorite characters 'Eddie Munson' died and you roasting the heck out of vecna and the bats to which feitan kept staring at you in awe.

"Why is treasure upset?" Feitan questioned peeking at your phone screen.

"This ugly arse grinch wannabe voldermort look alike weak ass villian who gets defeated by the power of 🌟friendship🌟 and godlike music taste has the nerve to kill off one of my favorite freaking characters in this entire show the upside down better have a court because I will be sueing." You explain all in one breath.

Feitan was at a loss for words he didn't know whether he was impressed or concerned.

"i- what?"

You forced a soft smile and said "nothing darling."

After that feitan asked how you came up with all of that on the spot you two started this little routine of basically calling out every bad or weird trait you don't like about each other.

Most of the time you two were joking, but sometimes it get serious and you two would take that time to realize and communicate the things you don't like or have problems with one another and what you'd like each other to understand and/or work on.

(#healthyrelationship)

[Flashback over]

You thread your fingers through his hair "I wanna cuddle you silly." And smile sweetly watching his face flush.

"huh? Cuddles why you need Cuddles?"he asks ask turning his head away from you, embarrassed.

"why not?" You shrug "I wanna hold you?"

You take a hold of his chin and gently turn his head back.

"Here" you pay your chest "lay down"

"You want me to lay on you" he stares at your chest.

You nod quickly.

"ah sure whatever" he let's you wrap your arms around him while he leans into your chest.

You stroke his hair softly hesitant not to pull on any knots worried his flight or fight(usually fight) senses might activate.

Feitan has never been used to physical affection...or....any affection, for that matter.

"Mmmmmm the way treasure hold me feel nice" he burys his face into your chest.

"why do you call me treasure?" You tilt your head a little in confusion, he's always called you that but you could never figure out why nor has he bothered ever telling you.

"Why I call you treasure? Well cause your treasure i stole." he says with a straight face, you can't help but burst out laughing.

"pfft- your so cringy I can't" feitan Looks up glaring at you obviously offended.

"ah I not cringy your cringy" he blurts.

"yeah yeah whatever you say" you kiss the top of his head and rub your head into it.

"Tch whatever" you squeeze him abit.

"tighter I like when you hold tighter"

"Oh is that so?" Your smirk and hug him tighter head still nuzzled in his hair.

You two rest quietly for a bit just enjoying each other's presence.................maybe a little too silent you look down at your chest to see feitan staring holes into your face.

"Like what you see" you grin mischievously

"What I'm not looking at you" feitan looks away quickly.

"Really? I could've sworn you were just staring at me like a hawk" you tease.

"I not staring." You just look at him.

"Okay i was but it not my fault your handsome" now it was your turn to look a away and blush.

You ruffle his hair in retaliation.

"Ehh why are you scratching mt hair?" He asks not exactly sure whether he liked that or not.

"Oh sorry does that feel weird" you pull your hand away from his hair."

"Mmmm no feel okay" he puts your hair back on, you smile.

"How was the mission?"

"mmm the mission? Eh it went fine we captured annoying kids."

"Kids?" You ask its not common for the phantomtroupe to have business with children.

"we thought they know chain user but they didn't" he grumbled.

"What did they look like?" You ask curiously.

"mmmm one had spiky green head and ugly outfit, other messy white hair and blue turtle-neck."

"His outfit ugly too?" You laugh.

"No he have good style, should help his friend."

You smile "they sound interesting."

"They were" feitan pokes your hand.

"The green kid beat nobunga in arm wrestle after a few trys of course."

"He beat shizuku first try."

"Oooo really" you found this intriguing.

"Mhm but she doesn't remember" he sighed.

"We think he's an enhancer" feitan adds laying his head back down.

"What about the chain user?" You question.

"We don't know, all I know is he pissed off Uvogin and in the prophecy chrollo talk about."

"Hmm" you pondered for a second 'who could this dude be...he must be somebody important to get have the phantomtroupe on there trail.

"Phinks also threw boulders at me" he throws in casually.

You freeze. "He...what?"

"Threw boulders at me"

"Why?"

"I called him a "girly girl."

You launch forward and start laughing hysterically "Plz- i-i mean...your n-not wrong-haha"

"I mean it not like he can fight me. Troupe members can not fight each other" feitan shrugs once more.

"He's also to weak to fight me." He mutters and you simply pat his head more trying to steady your breathing when a great idea came into your head.

"Yea your like 5'1 but can beat anybody arse(yes I'm British yes I typed this just to make fun of the fact this is how we pronounce ass)" you chuckle, feitan pouts.

"Damn right" he rolls his eyes amusingly.

Even the scary sadistic phantomtroupe members can't resist the fact your have a good sense of humor.

"Oh almost forgot. I found you something."

You raise an eyebrow intrigued "hm?"

"It's here" he pulled out a box, you look over his shoulder do see it.

"What's inside?" You ask studying the box seeing if they're were any hints to the contents inside.

"Open it and find out idiot"

"Okay okay no need to get grumpy" you open pat his head and reached over to take the box from the dresser.

"Aww are you the one who packaged this up so nicely for me?" You cooed teasingly.

He blushed pushing you away.

"Of course not it Shalnark he said 'it will feel more meaningful if you package it very nicely for him here give it to me I'll help'"

He rolled his eyes once more and you smile.

"Tell Shalnark I said thank you and that's

"it really does feel meaningful" you say as you caresses the (f/c) lace.

Feitan takes notice of this and frowns, now upset he wasn't the one to make you smile so sweetly.

"I can do better than that" he mumbled loud enough for you to hear.

You turn to look at him "oh is that so?" You ask smirking.

"Yeah I'll dress my box up better than him next time"

You admittedly laugh at the way he said 'dress the box up' as if it was going on a date but grin fondly at the way he was now willing to Decorate his present to make you happier.

You gently unwrap the (f/c) lace letting the smooth silky ribbon like material softly fall between your fingers, trying not to go too fast and enjoy the present your significant other got you for you to the fullest.

Once the the box what undone you slowly peak Inside to see (insert something you want or have wanted for a really long time) You grin from ear to ear slowly turning back to face your boyfriend.

At first he looked abit nervous but once he saw the happy grin on your face all his nerves admittedly eased.

"You look at it last time we left so I got you it." He explained and retracting eye contact out, embarrassed for the way you were staring at him.

"Apprantly it a rare item." He continued to ramble.

"How did you get it" Y/N questioned. To which he boyfriend simply gave him deadpanned expression.

"How you think?" He answered.

"From the auction?"

"Yes it was rare. But not what we needed so boss let me take for you"

You smiled at his boyfriends attentiveness, it warmed his heart that feitan remembered something so small for him.

You walked moving closer to him when he wasn't looking and took his distraction as a chance to inflict a quick act of affection on him.

*kiss*

Feitan flinched at the sudden action.

"D-dont kiss me so suddenly" feitan studderd.

"I can't kiss you" You tilted your head and pouted teasingly.

"you can but just.... Give warning next time."

Next time.

A reminder that his boyfriend still planned to be with him in the see able future your face softens at this fact.

You couldn't help but notice the soft tint of red on his loves pale cheeks.

"Your blushing" he smirked.

"I'm not" he looked away pulling up his face mask.

You just smiled. "Awww your embarrassed you even pulled your mask backup. I'm sorry darling".

"Shut up" he rolled his eyes, still blushing.

"No wonder maki like you" You giggled.

"You should join Phantom troupe" he brings his eyes back to yours.

Caught of guard you ask.

"H-huh? Why"

"Well I mean your strong and capable of not dieing and if treasure dies, I'll kill him"

You giggle nervously.

"But you won't die..... And if you join well be able to hang out more" he mutters that lady part but speaks up enough for you to hear.

You can feel the corners of your lips curling up into a soft, gentle smile.

"Give me your hand" he says abruptly but you comply and hand him your hands.

You two sit quietly while feitan plays with your fingers enjoying simply each other's company, before he breaks the silence saying.

"Your fingers are (long/short/stubby) and pretty, Your knuckles are smooth too"

"Is that so" you chuckle.

"It is, I like your hands" he replies.

Another period of silence goes by.

You yawn "*insert: however the heck you type a yawn* I'm tired mind of I remove my hand to go to sleep". You ask voice soft.

"No stay" he mumbles.

"How about you sleep with me?"

He looks at you surprised

"Sleep with you?"

"Yeah we haven't don't that yet have we? So let's do it, I wanna sleep with you" you give him a serene smile hoping that would persuade him into falling into your arms.

And it did.

"Okay"

You wrap your warms around him a pull him into your chest.

He let's himself melt into your touch.

"Mmmm" He groans as if a weight as been lifted off him.

"I'm not letting you go now" he mummers while playing your hair(if your bald he's rubbing your scalp)

"Hm good" you reply

You two lay in each others arms, him bathing In his lovers scent wanting nothing more than to stay in your arms.

"Treasure" he whispers

"Yes love"

"I love you" you heart jumps at the sudden confession.

Although you and feitan have been dating for a considerable amount of time already, and you knew he loved you just as much and maybe even more than you loved him.

Him verbally saying I love you was quite a rare occurrence, he expressed his love in other ways.

You snuggle your face into his hair hoping he couldn't hear how fast your heart was beating.

"I love you too" you whisper back.

he holds you tighter.

A/N: THANK YOU FOR READING AND MAKING IT TO THE END. IT'D HIGHLY APPRECIATED:)

Somebody requested this but asked that I didn't reveal there request thing so... Uh this if for you and whoever else would like to read also if like half of this is relatively good and the other was the most terrible thing you have ever laid your eyes upon in the entirety of your existence. It's because I went through so many stages writing this it's concerning.

thank you for requesting this was fun to write. Btw I tried to include feitans speech impediment I'm this so no the 'typos' aren't a mistake lol

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