#[ ALL THESE AND FOR WHAT... IM GONNA LET THEM DUST AGAIN ]

[zikkytheblicky]

Hey I wondered if you could do Angel dust x Angel!male reader like his reaction to see a real angel ?

if you want,you can ignore this <3

this anon is so nice omg :( such a sweetheart i’m gonna call them sweet anon :3

anyway, ya ofc!! this might be a lil short cuz im doing this at 10 pm and im tired but ya!! its gonna be story format + headcannoning cuz why not :3 I MADE READER OBLIVIOUS BTW!!

angel dust has never seen an angel. not once, not twice. the only thing he’s ever seen closest to an angel was lucifer morning star but he’s technically a fallen angel.

so when he saw you for the first time he was very shocked- especially since you were so beautiful..

you were talking to Charlie and introducing yourself as one of Adams’ body guards. you were there with Charlie to help determine if Charlie’s idea was even possible.

so obviously, for your charlie’s sake, he was on his best behavior.

you brung your hand up to your lips and let out a laugh as angel cracked jokes to you as he told you stories about his life(?) in hell. “and then- then he-“ angel was laughing so hard he could barely continue- ignoring the knowing smirk husk sent his way. the damn cat. he knows everyone too well. maybe angel should stop venting to him while drunk (not like angel chooses to. his drunken, depressed state during those hours are never in his control.).

angel had ended up getting really confused on your anatomy- questioning how you can fly and why you have a halo over your head- keep in mind this man died in 1947 of an overdose and is in his thirties ☠️ he’s been in hell since 1947 and has NEVER learned about angels at all. the only thing close to angel anatomy he learned is how lucifer has yellow hair and has a kinda angelic color scheme (all angels obviously don’t look alike but angel has never seen another one besides vaggie but he doesn’t know she’s one).

“‘m/n’?” angel asked as his eyes followed the way your feathers twitched every millisecond from the uncomfortable stares at them. “yes?” “why do you have a halo over your head?” “ANGEL.”

angel likes you in a week. A WEEK. he fell so hard im telling you bro. like just one look into your eyes and he’d kill all three of the vees for you if you asked him to.

he surprisingly doesn’t act downbad in front of you. i know people like to think angel is bold and flirty but to me i think that’s just his persona and not his true self. he keeps up a persona so he never gets his trust broken again? maybe? idk. but i js believe he’d be shy and not really know how to flirt with you like he does with husk and alastor and sir pentious; so smoothly and easily.

think about how he had tried to flirt with you before but ended up just becoming a stuttering mess when you took his flirting literally.

“hey toots~ did you fall from heaven?” angel dust said in a seductive tone, grabbing your chin and tilting your face up at him. “huh? no.. i’m not a fallen angel..! are you saying i’m like lucifer?” “HUH WHAT- no- no! not like that at all! i was trying to- to..” angel stuttered his words, waving his hands around (bring careful not to accidentally hit you, of course). “to what?” “to.. just joke around! you’re so oblivious ‘m/n’, im going to punch you.” angel said in an affectionate tone, slinging his arm around your shoulder. “why? what did i do?” you asked politely, too politely. now angel felt bad. angel mentally screams.

sometimes you think angel’s mad at you when he’s playing around with you on text.

he ends up getting mad at himself most times

angel was smashing his head into a table and cursing all the overlords because of this btw.

alr thats enough bye bye!!

this was so rushed omlll. 😨

[animeshotsh]

I would know | Husk x Child!Reader | Small AngelDust x Child!Reader |

Summary: Your life in hearth was not good and your learned too fast to know when someone its hurting

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, death, suicide. HuskxAngel ship too. Grammar mistakes.

Requested

You were never too sure why you ended in hell or how. First, you were just a child, a regular one, you wondered what sins you could have done to end here. Was life not hard enough on you that you did not deserve eternal peace?

Was because of your death? But even that was a mistery to you. You cant remember if you were killed or if you took away your life. Then again, your life was a hell more than what the actual hell was. You would tremble when thinking of it.

Thats why you faked your emotions, the happy smile, the jokes, everything was a mask so no one would think what had happened to you. But one day after one exterminator day you met Charlie the princess of Hell. And she saw you, the Real you, she soon took you under her wings and roof, her dream of redemtion for sinners filled your heart.

So you stayed and met others along the way.

Husk was at first a grummpy sinner. With no Real care of what was happening in the hotel or with the others. However you found him interesting and started to follow him around (letting Vaggie breath alone for once). It was not a suprise Husk was not in for the task of taking care of a child specially one that could move without making a noise.

Some said it must be demonic power but you are sure you mastered this from the time you were alive.

Sneaking behind Husk was now your personal activity. Alastor found it better than the average comedy and would alwasy be around when you were doing it.

So far you had sneaked behind Husk at least 29 times. And over these times you two kind of got close. Husk never had kids when being alive, so he was not sure if you saw him as a father figure or a older brother, whatever it was he made sure you were on the right path. As right it could be in hell, at least he would make sure you were safe outside and inside the hotel.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

He found what happened to you one night. His left ear twitched as movement came, he caught you getting a pissed look from you.

"You are losing your touch kid" he said letting you down "and you should be asleep, the princess will know if you passed your bed time"

"Well, im not tired so lets do something!! We can watch tv all night"

"Alastor said that he would destroy the hotel if there was one single tv in here" Husk reminded them

"Oh right....then teach me to play poke!"

"And why would you like to learn that?" Husk asked looking down on you who was looking away from him

"I dont want to think now, If my mind its in another task...or seeing something...then I dont think"

Husk could hear the sad tone in your voice. He got down to your eye level making you face him.

"And what is it that you dont want to think about?"

You kept your eyes on him then tackled him for a hug. Husk hissed in suprise but stopped when he started to hear your cries. He slowly moved you, making you sit on him so he could wrap his amrs and wings around you.

"Shh kid, no one is going to hurt you in here, im gonna make sure of it"

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

After that time Husk and you got closer, others noticed it but said nothing about it. Charlie went "aww" once she saw you being carried by Husk on his shoulders while he serverd drinks.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

You also grow to be close with Angel Dust, at first he too was not too happy about having a kid around but soon your jokes and personality got him. He also loved to see you pranking Husk.

And his little piggy loves you!! He wants to get you one too.

But you soon noted, something was off about Angel. You started to see times when his persona would change, how he would ignore others worries over him and just smile it off.

Oh....that was what you used to do. But you never had to face someone doing it too.

~☆~☆~☆~☆

Of course you went to Husk later on. Him and Angel seemed close so you were 100% sure that Husk would help you.

"You gotta be blunt" Husk said after you explained the situation.

"But...that would hurt him..."

Taking a deep breath Husk faced you.

"Listen kid, people have issues and how they face them its up to them, and how they do it sometimes backfires. Not everybody its going to listen to sweet talk and honey words. You have to be direct and end it there. Its up to them how to act afterwards"

"But...you were not like that to me" you said confused

"Because you are you and Angel its his own persona. You two are different" he responded "listen, i know you want to help him...i want to do it too. Let me try my way and if nothing happens...then we can try yours"

Your eyes got bright with emotion as you nodded.

"Yes!! Lets do it, lets help your boyfriend!!"

Blushing Husk responded "he is not-"

"I see it in the way you look at him" you stated getting a defeated sound from Husk.

[moon7jay]

omg I'm so in love with the way you write 💖

can you write first time with jungwon but his girlfriend is a bit traumatized by men cause of her bad experience? we really need gentleman jungwon yaay

I rarely write soft sex so bear with me if this isn't as good anon 🫡

DELICATE (y.jw)

MINORS DNI

Warnings : mentions of trauma, panic attack, smut, ig that's all?

Your mind went blank upon hearing the glass bottle crash on the floor, no longer intact it was shattered into pieces with the perfume it held inside gone to complete waste as the expensive fluid seeped into the carpet.

your hands shook as u heard jungwon's voice calling for u from the other room, your throat tightened and your vision started to become hazy, terror filling up your body, freezing it from inside out. You stayed rooted to your place, your heartbeat sounding too loud in your ears as u heard jungwon's footsteps get closer to where u were.

Panic was beginning to overtake u, your mouth gone dry and hold tightening on the dust cloth you were holding in your hands. Your eyes began to water and it was becoming difficult to breathe

"Baby what was that noise? You okay? " Jungwon's voice sounded muffled to you with the blood rushing to your brain. You looked up at him with distraught eyes as your boyfriend finally noticed the shattered perfume bottle.

His perfume bottle, to be precise.

"I-im so sorry, sorry j-jungwon I'm so s-sorry,it was an a-accident"

his head snapped up at hearing your trembling voice, taking in your shaking figure he took a step forward towards u. This action made u flinch, your trauma induced reflex working faster than u could comprehend, bringing two hands in front of you to protect yourself from the oncoming strike as you let the dust cloth fall to the floor and shrinking yourself in size as u begged for forgiveness.

Jungwon was stunned. What the fuck.

He halted his advance towards u instantly upon seeing how terrified u actually were of him. At the same time, he couldn't just stand there while u sobbed on your own. He slowly approached your crouched figure and took your hands softly in his own, removing them from the front of your face, revealing your tear stained cheeks, terrified eyes looking up at him to gauge his next move.

"I'm not going to hurt you baby" He whispered in a soothing tone, hoping it would bring u back. He wanted to puke. Seeing you like this was something he didn't want even in his worst nightmare. You thought he was gonna hit you? You? his sweet little love? he felt an insane urge to scream

Your form stayed frozen, quiet sobs and sniffles coming from your mouth as u stared into his love filled eyes. He loved you. This was your jungwon. He would never hurt you.

"I-ill buy u another, i-i promise I'm so s-sorry, please" u started crying again, fear overtaking all your senses, just the thought that he could stop loving you or leave u over ur stupid mistakes made you cry harder. Why were u such a loser, no wonder your ex didn't love you, no wonder he called you worthless, all u did was destroy things.

"Hey hey hey, look at me y/n, look at me baby-his warm hands cupped your wet face, breaking your inner monologue-i don't care ok? I don't care about that stupid perfume bottle, u can break hundreds of them, here, break this one too I don't give a single fuck"

He grabbed another expensive perfume bottle from his collection behind you and handed it to you

"Just stop crying, I love you, nothing matters more than u y/n, nothing, do u believe me baby? " He asked exasperatedly, his own eyes filling up with moisture just thinking about how deep your past suffering must be for you to react this way. His thumbs continually swiped under your eyes as warm moisture kept seeping from your eyes. But u were beginning to quiet down, nodding slowly,your body had stopped trembling and jungwon took this as a cue to finally wrap your heaving form in his arms. God you were so small, he felt a raging urge to hurt whoever had dared to damage your self esteem in such a drastic way.

He sighed in relief when he felt your arms coming up to wrap around his neck, burying your face in his chest, sniffing quietly.

Jungwon realized that day that you were someone very delicate and fragile at heart. the fact that you had given him the privilege of coming so close to u even after all that u had been through, he thanked his lucky stars for that. You were his baby and he swore to always treat u in a way that would give u no chance of experiencing that hurt ever again.

His hands tightened around your warm, soft body, kissing your head and whispering sweet nothings in your ears, letting u know that he loved you.

your giggles were like music to his ears, watching you like this was something he could do all day, just listening to you talk about random things and adding his own jokes here and there, making you laugh and hit his shoulder. This was all he wanted. You were all he wanted. and damn did he want u so bad.

He could not focus on what you were saying as his gaze pivoted to your delicious lips, he needed a taste and he needed a taste right now. He leaned towards you and cupped your cheek in his palm. you stopped mid sentence and stared into his eyes nervously, his face was inches from yours and the proximity was making u fidget.

"I want to kiss u baby, please tell me u want that too" He whispered and watched in amusement as you blushed profusely and gave him a small shy smile. A small nod from you was all he needed to capture your tempting lips in his own. The kiss started off as soft, but your taste was addicting as he delved further into your mouth, pressing his tongue against your lips, biting softly on your lower one which made u gasp in his mouth, giving him the chance to protrude his tongue into your warm mouth. Your taste was addicting, he reached deeper, licking into your warm cavity with passion. Your hands fisted the couch material that u were sitting on. The kiss felt so good. You had never been kissed with such want before. you were trying your best to return his passion by tangling your tongue with his own when all of a sudden you felt his other hand beginning to slip under your tank top, caressing your naked skin. Jungwon felt your body stiffen underneath his touch and he stopped his movements immediately, pulling back from the kiss. He heard your sharp inhale before he saw the tears gathering in your eyes. He immediately cupped your face "baby what's wrong, did I make u uncomfortable? " He asked softly, trying to understand your boundaries regarding physical touch.

He knew physical touch didn't come easy to you, it was something you struggled with on the daily and you and jungwon had come a long way from the first day when u flinched even from feeling him hold your hand and now u were wrapped around him like a koala everyday. There was progress and he didn't want to ruin it.

"I-im sorry, I don't know what happened" u whispered, a few tear drops rolling down your eyes. This was your jungwon, he would never do anything to hurt u, u reminded yourself. He cooed and shushed you, kissing your tears away

"It's okay baby, I'm willing to wait for u for however long it takes, do u understand me? " He asked and u nodded. Your arms came up to wrap around his neck and u stared deep into his eyes guiltily

"I don't want you to think that I don't want you, because I do " u whispered but jungwon shook his head, wrapping his hands around your waist and pulling you into his lap.

"Never. and I mean it y/n. Never do something u don't wanna do just because u want to spare my feelings. I love you and I would never forgive myself if I ever became the person u have been running from till now"

His words made u tear up and u buried your head in the crook of his neck. U don't remember for how long he whispered sweet confessions and how proud of you he was in your ear until u eventually drifted off to sleep in his arms.

You loved kissing jungwon. And u guessed he loved kissing you too because everytime u both were in a close proximity, his mouth was on yours, desperately making out. But the more time you spent in your boyfriend's arms with his tongue in your mouth the more your desire for him deepened. Your thighs desperately rubbing against each other, trying to get some sort of relief from the burning feeling between your legs.

And u knew that jungwon saw it too, u had seen how he would break the kiss to look down at your rubbing thighs and his eyes would darken and he would kiss you harder, messier. But he never dared cross your boundaries even once. His hands staying respectfully above your clothes, caressing your sides or holding your face, never venturing to touch the parts of you that u hadn't given him permission to touch yet.

And you were beginning to feel so safe around him. Jungwon was your safe place, your safe haven. so different from your past. so loving that u weren't used to being desired this way.

His every action screamed his adoration for you, making you gasp at how someone like him could want someone like you. And as much as he wanted you, he respected you. So much so that he taught u how to respect yourself and your emotions.

u weren't used to that. u weren't used to this. and even though everything was new to u and there were so many new feelings to process, you were sure about one thing. u wanted to give yourself to jungwon. u wanted to feel him intimately.

"um, wonie? " your hesitant voice captured your boyfriend's attention from where he was sitting working on his laptop, atop the couch

"Yeah sweetheart?" He asked u, his eyes looking at your figure sitting in the middle of the bed in nothing but his shirt. you blushed at the nickname and played with the hem of his shirt, making it ride further up your thighs. Your breathing became heavier when u saw how jungwon was ogling at your exposed thighs. One thing about your boyfriend was that he might not be able to touch u with his hands but his eyes were always caressing you every which way. His eyes and lust filled gaze were the reason it had been so difficult for u to control your desires from spiralling like this.

"Do u want to kiss?" u asked shyly, this was the first time u had taken initiative in matters like this

You almost laughed upon watching how fast your boyfriend was shutting down his laptop and sprinting to come close to you on the bed

He made u lie down on your back as he hovered over you, this was the first time u had been underneath him and u could tell that jungwon liked the view

"U know I always wanna kiss u baby, always wanna taste you" He whispered before lowering himself and capturing your lips in his own. You wrapped your arms around his neck, opening your mouth to make way for his tongue, slowly sucking on it, making him groan into your mouth. The sound reached straight between your legs and u were pulling away from the kiss to stare into jungwon's eyes. His panting breaths falling on your face

"Can-can we.. " u trailed off under his intense gaze, suddenly feeling too shy to tell him what u wanted. He sensed that as he bent down to kiss your nose

"Hey, tell me" His soft voice filled with absolute adoration made u more confident

"can we-can we try something new today? " u said, ur eyes looking for a reaction on his face, you bit ur lip when he smirked in shock and joy.

"Yeah? U wanna try something new baby?"

U nodded, pressing yourself closer to his body hovering over yours

"want u so bad won, please take me" u whispered at him and his jaw clenched.

Jungwon cursed under his breath and bent down to suck on the delicate skin of your neck

"Fuck u drive me insane y/n" He whispered, his hands moving down to caress your thighs, a sharp gasp leaving your mouth at his touch but before he could pull his hands away u were holding his hand there by urs.

"I'm okay, I'm okay I promise wonie" u assured him. His grip tightened on the soft flesh of your thighs at your words and he started caressing your flesh.

A sigh escaped from your lips upon feeling his touch, his touch made u feel safe, it didn't make u wanna run away. U closed your eyes and tangled your fingers in his hairs as he sucked small love bites throughout the length of your neck, his palms caressing every inch of naked skin they could find, finally getting the opportunity to grope your pretty body.

His pulled away to gather your shirt on your abdomen, revealing your panties underneath. You heard him curse some profanities while he pushed up the shirt further up your body, revealing your naval which made u bite your lower lip. His fingers prodded at your naval and he looked up at you with a hooded gaze

"Can i? " He asked, his voice heavy with lust and u nodded without asking him what he meant. U just knew that u were ready for whatever it was that he wanted to do. That's the reason why u were caught off gaurd when he started licking your naval, rolling his tongue around the skin of your abdomen, just licking your flesh, making out with it. You fisted the sheets around your head as he continued his ministrations. It felt so good.

His hands reached at the back of your bra and he was asking for your permission again. Soon enough u were left in just your panties, sweet moans filling the bedroom as your boyfriend kept sucking and groaning around your nipples, his hands rubbing over your slit from above your panties. Your fingers were buried in his hairs, pushing him further into ur flesh.

"J-jungwon, please, please" u begged for your boyfriend's touch, feeling your body burning, getting flushed with wanton desire

Jungwon came up to bite your lower lip and groaned at how wet you were, your slick beginning to ooze out from where he was rubbing u over your lace underwear.

"Gonna give u everything u want baby, ask me" he whispered and u moaned at the way his fingers were still pressing on your clit.

"I-inside, won please" you were too far lost into your desire to feel shy any longer. Jungwon looked at you with want, making u drip more. He watched your pretty body heaving and squirming underneath him and his inner beast growled to take and take.

But the way your big, innocent eyes were still fidgeting, his heart felt full of love for you. you were quite literally his everything

"R u sure y/n? We don't have to do this right now, I promise" he kissed your cheek, even though you could feel his hard on pressing against your thighs. You shook your head and kissed him deeply

"I'm sure, I've never been so sure about anything before baby, please make me yours" You whined and jungwon almost came in his pants at the pornographic sounds u were letting out.

Jungwon wanted to eat you out, but the bulge in his pants was starting to hurt, he needed to be wrapped inside your soft and warm pussy folds soon. He lifted himself off of you and finally unbuckled his pants, running his hungry eyes all over your panting figure as he got rid of all his clothes. God he had imagined u like this, naked and pliant underneath him on his bed a lot of fucking times but the real deal was a thousand times better.

You gasped upon seeing his hardened cock and u unconsciously rubbed your thighs together

"That's so big" u moaned and jungwon nodded

"worried it isn't gonna fit sweetheart?"

seeing u nod in worry had him chuckling. He hovered back over your body and inserted his tongue in your mouth while his fingers finally slipped aside your panties and started rubbing your clit in the earnest, swallowing your sinful moans.

Your hands tangled themselves in his locks again and u tugged hard when he inserted a finger in you experimentally, moaning softly

"Fuck, you're fucking soaking baby, so fucking hot" He whispered in your mouth as u continued to squirm and take his fingers in you. One became two , two became three and soon enough you were a blabbering mess, your wet walls clenching around his fingers, making him curse. Jungwon's tongue was tangled with yours when he decided to pull his fingers out of you, bringing the slick coated hand in between your kissing mouths, making you suck and lick on your own wetness while he did the same. Exchanging saliva and your wetness while u both made out messily.

"Taste so good baby, u're driving me crazy" Jungwon groaned, pulling back from your mouth and finally tugging at his cock. Groaning at the momentary relief, precum oozing out of it's slit, just turned on beyond belief. He ran his cockhead over your pussy, bumping your clit with his dick, making u gasp and moan, your hands fisting the sheets as you prepared yourself for the intrusion

"Ready? " He asked, his eyes looked loving as they stared at you, asking for your consent again and it made u fall in love a little harder with him. You nodded with a faint smile and he smiled back at you, coming back to kiss u deeply and lovingly, intertwining his one hand with yours, holding it beside your head while with the other he guided his cock inside of you, finally breaching your entrance in one thrust, swallowing up your screams.

Your hands came up to dig your nails into his shoulders as jungwon pulled out and thrust right back in. snapping his hips against yours with passion. You both stared into each other's eyes, panting and moaning into each other's mouth as he made love to you, your bodies brimming with pleasure

"Feels good yeah?" He groaned, hitting your cervix head on, his cockhead reaching that spot inside of you which made your mouth fall open, too lost in the pleasurable stimulation. u could only nod, bringing him down to kiss you again. Your thighs were covered in your leaking juices, the squelching sounds making it impossible for u to hide your desire. u were impossibly wet

The room was quite except for the skin slapping noises that your lust filled bodies were making, your hips chasing his hips, trying to grind back and moaning out your ecstasy. The tight, wet grip of your pussy around his shaft was making jungwon hungry, hungry for more and he started going deeper in you,wrapping your thigh around his waist. His thrusts remained slow but deep, stroking your insides, making you throb and clench.

Groans and whimpers of pleasure filled the room, whispers of "baby more" and "so good" being exchanged between the passionate sex. This was heaven.

"I love you" u whimpered as you felt yourself unraveling on his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, making him groan at how u deliciously clenched around him, pushing him closer to his own high

"I love u so much baby, your pussy feels so good" He moaned capturing your lips again, fucking you through your orgasm, his hips snapping faster and harder

Needles to say, jungwon took u slow and deep all night long, u both not getting enough of mating and grinding, using your hips to pleasure each other. He fucked u. No.

He made love to you.

He made love to you like u were something delicate, something precious that he needed to handle with care.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

me: i'd like a little chaggie angst in my life.

me: nothing major. no blood or screaming or anything like that.

me: maybe something that could slot into canon without much trouble? something quiet. something sad. a small gut punch, is what im after

my brain: On in boss! Give me a sec.

my brain: .....

my brain: Okay how about this- Charlie was so hyped and determined to have Vaggie come with for the heaven trip not just bc they're partners, but also because- Charlie was gonna propose.

me: .... why would she propose? and in heaven? aside from it just being a nicer less gory place in general, i mean

my brain: Well Charlie was super excited about the trip, right? She thought there was a good chance they'd win their case, confirm Angel Dust's path to redemption, show their hotel could work, and prove the exterminations aren't needed and should stop. That's HUGE! That's her and Vaggie's current life goal getting checked off- and if they can stick together through making a hotel for redeeming sinners work, then marriage is kinda just yelling that for everyone to hear.

me: wouldn't charlie be freaked out by marriage tho. her parents are separated, and her family fell apart for while afterwards. she's only just started picking up the pieces with vaggie

my brain: EXACTLY!!! Vaggie got her talking with her dad, talking with him got him kinda onboard with the save sinners plan- the plan Charlie is trying to make her mom proud with! So her mom and dad aren't together, but they're least on the same page now! As far as Charlie knows anyway. Meaning them being married had REASONS behind it, reasons that haven't gone away even after they separated- so it's not like them being married to each other was for nothing or a mistake. It was good! It can still end good! And having Vaggie in her life is what helped all of that happen in the first place. Soooooo....

me: marry that girl?

my brain: Charlie was expecting her and Vaggie to get a great win up in heaven, together, as partners. What better time and place to say how much she wants to keep doing that with her?

me: hmm

my brain: Plus if Angel Dust got the green light for an eventual move to heaven, having the wedding before then would be kinda important if they wanted to be SURE he could be there for it. And Charlie would DEFINITELY want Angel there for it.

me: true, true.... so, what are we picturing here tho? how does all this... become a thing i can feel sad over?

my brain: Well first, imagine Charlie planning it. Being exited for it.

me: oh she'd be so very excited

my brain: Imagine her the entire time they're headed to and are up in heaven, checking her pocket whenever no one's looking, triple checking on the ring, grinning to herself- physically straining under the urge to just blurt everything out to Vaggie like she usually does BUT wanting SO MUCH for this to be a special surprise for Vaggie!

my brain: She goes on the heaven tour while Vaggie stays behind, and Charlie's a little relieved to get a break from the constant urge to get down on one knee whenever she looks over at her girlfriend- she spends the whole tour of heaven gushing about Vaggie, barely taking in the sights- maybe even lets slip, to her HORROR, what she's planning to ask (a beaming Emily SWEARS not to say a word)

Getting back to their room Charlie has to spend ten minutes pacing outside, muttering to herself and checking the ring and REMINDING herself NOT to just pull it out the moment she walks in and sees Vaggie again after a whole two hours apart- She goes in, buzzing with pent up marriage proposal energy, not sure she WON'T just say it all right then and there, and...

Vaggie's curled up on the bed, asleep, luggage open next to her and one of Charlie's spare shirts tucked around her like a blanket, a small stressed frown on her face as she naps.

Charlie melts. She takes a slow deep breath, lets out a long happy sigh, and tip toes quietly over. She does get down on one knee- to be on a level with Vaggie so she can smile at her and stroke her hair and smooch that pinchy frowny face, chuckling softly about how Vaggie never stops worrying about things, even in her sleep. At least Vaggie IS sleeping now. She hadn't gotten much of it, leading up to the trip here.

The ring is pulled out of Charlie's coat and slipped into pants pocket instead so Charlie can safely drape the coat itself over Vaggie, who's curled up as if Heaven's perfect temperature feels a bit chilly- and Charlie moves the luggage to make room on the the bed so she can snuggle in behind Vaggie, arms wrapped around her, maybe not able to resist playing with her girlfriend's left hand a little before dozing off herself.

Imagine Vaggie had been working up the courage to tell Charlie the truth when Charlie came back.... but she wakes up already safe in Charlie's hug, and it's- it'd be one thing to face Charlie across the room and see her turn away- it'd be another to FEEL her let go. Or to be the one who breaks the hold, maybe for the last time

So Vaggie doesn't tell Charlie.

And the trial goes, the way it goes, and Charlie- never tells Vaggie what she wanted to say either.

Instead of asking a question, Charlie gets answer, and they both find themselves on their knees in heaven- but for all the wrong reasons.

Then its bad. Charlie's up in their room alone with Razzle and Dazzle- and the RING- and she keeps trying to put it away or even chuck it out the window... but it always ends up tucked in her fist. Slipped safely back in her pocket.

In Cannibal Town, at Rosie's, when asked if she loves Vaggie, Charlie stumbles over her answer- not because she doesn't love her or doubt it, but.

She almost blurts out, at the worst moment- yes she loves Vaggie. She was even going to ask her to....

Everything all flies out the window back at the hotel gates.

They've got a fighting chance against heaven, hungry cannibals to arm with angelic steel, friends who chose to stay and FIGHT for their home and each other instead of running for cover- it's not what Charlie wanted but she'll damn well take it and she means to KEEP IT- there's no time to think about what the actual battle will be like or what (or if anything) comes after.

Charlie doesn't remember the ring again until days after the After.

At night in bed, after a long day doing more minor endless finishing touches to the new hotel (with Vaggie) and an evening writing out thank yous to everyone who helped hoping none of the overlords suddenly think of an extra cost to that help, rewording until her hand ached (and Vaggie took it gently and tugged her away with a "we'll finish them tomorrow, sweetie")

Charlie wakes up at night, in bed with Vaggie, and lays there staring up at the dark ceiling, frozen in panic- until she not frozen anymore but slipping out of bed and into carpeted middle of the room, hooves muffled as she paces, picking up KeeKee on the way and petting her frantically as she tries to THINK-

The ring, the fucking RING.

She doesn't know where the ring went.

Where she put it- still in her pocket when she was changing into her dress for the battle? Which pocket- pants or coat? Where had she put those- no one had bothered much with stuff like laundry when there were fortifications to be made! Not with Vaggie running daily drills on how to fight exorcists, not with Charlie scrambling to learn how to fight after a life of not ever wanting or needing to, but heaven had done those things to Vaggie, had hurt her, and wanted to do worse to their friends and Charlie would be DAMNED if-

had Charlie's one random set of clothes survived the blasts from the battle? Had they been sitting in the rubble somewhere? The ring- the ring should have made it- it'd been made to LAST after all-

Had someone else found it? She would've heard if anyone from the hotel had picked up a fancy ring though- a random cannibal or sinner maybe?

Or...

... maybe it was just lost. Just, gone.

Fallen in some crevasse or crack into some deeper part of hell, if it hadn't been melted and shattered with all the holy and unholy power being thrown around.

She knows exactly what that would look like, after all those times spent checking the ring, staring at it and trying to picture Vaggie wearing it without squeeing too loud. It would've looked good on her- but that daydream is gone too, and Charlie just sees the ruins of it.

Black obsidian band broken, gold edging melted, inner inscription burned away. The paired musical notes articulated with fermata like little rising suns above them (the pause, to be held as long as they wanted it to be) bracketed and bracketing the blood red, small, heart-shaped diamond....

All of it now probably just one dulled chip of rock lying somewhere no one will ever see.

Charlie, standing in the middle of her and Vaggie's new bedroom, staring at Vaggie asleep in their bed- her exhausted girlfriend planted face-fist into a pillow, silver gray angel wings flopped awkwardly over the covers and spreading out so long and slack (relaxed) they droop over mattress on either side, flight feathers brushing the floor.

The scars are still there too. Also silvery pale in the dim glow of hell outside the windows.

But when Charlie finally releases KeeKee and slips over to adjust Vaggie's pillow (she'd get a cricked neck otherwise) she has to stop and kneel down on the floor for a bit (down on one knee again too) and stare.

Vaggie's smiling in her sleep. Her eyepatch is off for the night, thin slit of black nothing peeking out under the lashes of that eye, and Charlie can see the fresh scars on her left arm from fighting off Lute.

Charlie, picking up Vaggie's left hand playing with it again, like she had up in heaven. Pressing a small kiss to the stab wound in it's palm.

It would've been nice to put on ring on that hand instead.

But Charlie finds herself smiling anyway, softly, as she squeezes into the thin strip of space between Vaggie and the edge of her side of the bed. She snuggles in close, Charlie's cheek on Vaggie's scarred hand and her arms wrapping tight around her own small piece of something way better than heaven.

Vaggie's wing stirring and drawing in, folding over Charlie like an extra blanket and a dreamy hug, not even having to be awake to want her closer.

"Next time," Charlie whispering as she falls asleep looking at her partner- her partner in every way that matters. "'m gonna wait for you to ask... 's your turn to worry about stupid rings, and, stuff...."

On the carpet in the middle of the room, KeeKee licks a paw. Stops. Coughs. Spits something out- something that chimes metallically as it bounces and rolls off the edge of the carpet an onto the floor-

KeeKee sniffs the thing curiously. Bats at it with one paw, pushing it under a dresser drawer. Then, bored, licks said paw and saunters off.

Vaggie's startled wings will fling herself backwards so hard and fast into the bedroom wall she'll end up giving herself a concussion, later, when she finds the ring.

it's her turn to worry about it, after all

XD

[6esiree]

Husk x GN! Reader: The Hazbin Hotel Group Chat (NSFW)

Summary: Kind of a part 2 to the last one? Reader sends an embarrassing sticker of Husk in the group chat and they refuse to delete it. Things escalate from there on.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, penetration, uh idk what else to include bc this is the first time I’ve written NSFW content. Anyway, MINORS PLEASE DO NOT READ!!!

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You: *Sends a sticker of Husk smiling that day Lucifer visited the hotel*

Sir Pentious: *Reacts with a laughing emoji*

Angel Dust: how did u do that wtf ??? i want to send one too.

You: Just go to a pic in ur gallery and touch and hold whatever u want a sticker of. Easy.

Angel Dust: *Sends a sticker of Fat Nuggets* omg i love this !!

Husk: When did you take that. I look like shit. Delete it.

Angel Dust: honey, dont. im gonna save that as a sticker bc thats so funny LOL.

You: *Replies to Husk* Skill issue.

Charlie: *Starts hearting everyone’s messages*

Husk: *Replies to You* What does that even mean?

You: *Ignores Husk* Look Angel, this is u. *Sends a link to a video on Sinstagram*

Angel: period.

Husk: What the fuck. How do I leave the group chat.

Vaggie: If I gotta deal with reading this shit, so do you, Husk.

You: *Replies to Husk* Wait NOOOO!!! I’m sorry. Pls forgive me :(

Husk: No.

You: *Sends the sticker of Husk smiling again* I take that back then.

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As you quietly giggled to yourself in your room, continuing to send funny stickers under your duvet, the doorknob suddenly rattled, instantly alarming you. Before you could even think about checking who was trying to get in, however, somebody lifted the covers. You shivered as the cold hit your skin, gasping when you saw who had come into your room uninvited.

“Hey, what the fuck? Husk!” You screeched, rolling around and clutching your phone to your chest, practically cocooning around it with your limbs.

“Delete it!” Husk said, pouncing on you and effortlessly flipping you over.

You unlocked your legs and wrapped them around the cat-demon’s hips, consequently forcing your crotches together as you flipped him over. His eyes widened and his pupils shrunk as you changed your positions—or that’s what you thought.

Anyway, you took advantage of the fact that you had caught Husk by surprise, throwing your phone down the side of your bed. It was situated right against the wall, so if he really wanted it, he’d have go through all the dust and clutter you had.

“Ha! Good luck getting it now,” You said, pinning his arms on either side of his head.

“Fuck,” Husk said, which you assumed was his response to what you just said.

Again, assumed, because you were fucking stupid. It took a certain something growing underneath you to understand the situation you had inadvertently designed.

Your face flushed in embarrassment as Husk’s length slotted perfectly against your crotch, but you did not move. You were horrified, for lack of a better word. He was your friend…that and he was also way older than you, even though age functioned differently in Hell than on Earth.

Still, this was a difficult situation the two of you had stumbled upon, and apparently, neither of you were interested in making the next move. Although, you were secretly hoping that Husk would do something, especially because you suddenly ached for him.

When he didn’t move, you felt your heart sink in disappointment. You also felt kind of ashamed for letting such carnal desires triumph over the need to preserve your friendship, which you had struggled to build in the first place.

“I, uh—I’m sorry,” You suddenly said, loosening your grip on Husk’s wrists, but not exactly letting go. “I didn’t mean to…you know, do this.”

He blinked as he processed your words, but he only acted when he felt your warmth receding, grabbing ahold of you and caging you underneath him. This whole going back and forth thing was really making you dizzy.

“Fuck, don’t apologize,” Husk said, tucking his face into the crook of your neck.

The action elicited a moan from you, and, oh, did Husk enjoy that.

“I felt how you twitched right against me, baby doll,” Husk’s lips moved sensually against your neck, causing goosebumps to litter your skin.

“If I knew a sticker of you fake-smiling would lead to this, I would have sent it sooner,” You breathed out, reaching out and grabbing ahold of his suspenders, forcing him closer to you.

“I ain’t giving you shit ‘til you delete it, though,” Husk chuckled, playfully nipping the skin on your neck before withdrawing completely.

Your eyes widened as he said that. That fucking bastard! You had to hand it to him, though.

“You can’t be serious!” You whined, chasing after him as he leaned back and sat on his knees.

“Get your phone, delete the sticker, and I’ll fuck you ‘til you can’t walk anymore,” Husk grinned at you, his sharp teeth shining in the dim light of your room. “Sound good?”

You stared at him, but just for a moment. Within a few seconds, you were off the bed, pulling the wooden frame away from the wall with a strength you never knew you had. Husk fell back onto the mattress when you did so, watching on in disbelief as you located your phone quickly.

“Here, look! I’m deleting it right now,” You hopped onto the bed, panting as you showed him your phone, “See? It’s gone.”

Husk removed his hat and carded his claws through his hair, which you had only ever seen on pictures from his time as an Overlord. As good as he looked, you could only whine in embarrassment because he was suddenly laughing.

“Shit, I’m sorry, it’s just—“ Husk said between bouts of laughter, “Never knew someone who wanted to be fucked this bad by me.”

You tossed your phone aside and grabbed ahold of his suspenders once more, shutting him up with a kiss. Husk was still laughing, but the more your lips moved against one another, the sound of saliva being exchanged flooding the room, the less funny he began to find the situation.

“Ah, fuck! Husker—oh, please.”

Hours later, Husk had your face plush against the mattress, a paw buried in your hair to keep you there. You just wouldn’t shut up, but could he blame you? No, not when his length was gliding in and out of you at a delicious pace, your hole squelching because of the several times he had finished inside of you.

“Almost there, babydoll,” Husk rasped from behind you, “Can you handle one more?”

At this point, you were starting to ache, but the way Husk pounded into you when he was close was addicting. His other paw had a tight grip on your hipbone, too, squeezing hard enough to draw blood every time your hole clenched around him. In short, yes you could handle one more load.

“You’re doing so good for me.”

Husk let go of your hair, his paw sliding down your scalp and wrapping around your neck. As his thrusts became erratic, he encouraged you to sit up on your knees, which you happily did. He slid his other paw under your thigh, hiking your leg up and pounding into you in a new position.

“Still gotta delete that photo of me,” Husk said into your ear, his face proceeding to fall into your neck, “You said you got the stickers out of your gallery—I remember.”

“T-Then why did you—oh—go ahead and fuck me knowing that?” You asked, gasping as Husk thrusted up into you particularly hard with that question.

“Couldn’t—fuck—wait.”

Just like that, you came with a loud cry, his words making you snap. Feeling the way your hole clenched around him, Husk’s hips began to stutter. You savored the groan that escaped his throat as he emptied himself inside of you one last time, including the way his length throbbed, obviously sensitive.

The two of you passed out on your bed immediately after that—well, more like Husk, because you had to clean up a bit down there first. When you returned from your short trip to the bathroom, your bed frame was back against the wall and Husk was hugging one of your pillows, tail swishing back and forth and wings slightly fluttering.

As you approached the cat-demon, you swore you heard him…purring? Could Husk really purr? Slowly, you crawled into your bed, and as you laid down next to him, you were able to confirm that he was indeed purring. While the sound was heavenly, healing a part of your soul you never knew needed healing, having Husk nuzzle into your chest was just God-sent.

[fl3shm4id3n]

Girl I saw u open requests for spider verse and I ran here right away snsnsknsmsjdndh I'm bad at explaining shit but could you write something for miguel that's like wait i forgot what I was gonna say damn I had a good scenario in my head too well hell never mind just ignore this I think im still tweaking lmao

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴏ'ʜᴀʀᴀ x ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ!(ᴡɪꜰᴇ) ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ꜱᴏɴɢ: ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏʟᴠᴇʀꜱ- ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ

TW: Angst, Death, grieving, comfort towards the end

A/N: I had a fic idea for Miguel (My beloved), and now I shall write it. I listened to I bet on losing my dogs by Mitski while writing this. I didn't cry, I swear. I hope this was to your liking, I couldn't wait, I had the need to write something.

Masterlist

You had lost everything, your daughter and your husband. You knew that being Spider-Woman had a prize, but you didn't expect for it to be like this. First it was your aunt and now your family was gone. Sometimes you wished that you could of gone back in time in time to save your husband and daughter, but there was no way. The first weeks, you basically slept at the graveyard, on top of there tombstones, you didn't want to part away from them.

For many years you've mourned, you never let yourself fall in love again, your husband was the love of your life and the only man that you'd ever love. You felt as if you were betraying him in a way, you had promised to him that you'd never love anyone else but him and him only. You still had your wedding wing, you'd wear it on your hand and when out on patrol, you never took it off. You also still had his stuff in your room, pretending as if he was still there, you didn't have the heart to give his stuff away to people who needed it, you couldn't do it.

You also kept your daughter's room the same, you left it alone, the only time when you'd move anything was when you'd go to clean off the dust and change the bedsheets. Sometimes you'd go in her room to just look at the stuff she had, you felt as if she was with you the whole time. You'd lay on her bed while hugging her soccer jersey, her first jersey, sometimes you'd cry on the shirt, wishing that she was there, telling you and your husband about her game. Just like your husband's things, you didn't want to give them away. How could you? She was you first baby, your daughter, the one that you carried in your belly for nine months, the one who'd cry when she was hungry or wanted her parents attention, she was yours and Miguel's baby. Gabriella will always and forever be your child. Sometime you wore the little gold bracelet that she owned when she was still a baby, on a necklace, to have something of hers on while on patrol.

That was unexpected, you had ended up in a secret Spider Society with Miles. A boy you began to work with after bumping into one another while trying to stop a mugger, that was when you decided to team up together as a duo. You knew about his identity and he knew about yours. You both had come up with the excuse that you were a lady that was teaching him Spanish since his parents would wonder where he'd wonder off to. It worked his you knew Spanish, it was a different kind of Spanish, but his mother was happy that he was learning it.

You were getting to learn about all the Spider-Men and women, how they were all from different dimensions and what they did in headquarters. Then you got taken to a room, where who you assumed the leader of the whole thing was. As soon as you saw who it was, you nearly fainted. It was the one and only, Miguel O'Hara, your husband, well, not really your husband, but it was him.

"Y/n... is that who I think it is?" Miles whispered to you, then he saw the look off shock in your face, getting the idea that you knew who it was. Miles knew about your past, who your husband and daughter were. When the man turned, his serious face turned to one of shock, just like yours. Gwen was the one to noticed both you and Miguel staring at each other, then she had an idea. "I...um.. I'm going to show Miles around a bit" she excused, then took Miles by the arm, guiding him out and Hobie followed them.

Miguel approached you slowly, seen every inch of you, wanting to see if it was you, his wife, not his particular wife, but you were her. After a bit of staring, he spoke. "You're not my wife.." he said, sadly, then you responded. "You're not my husband.." you said, with tears forming in your eyes. Miguel wanted to hold you in his arm so bad, comfort you and tell you how much he missed you, but he didn't.

You sigh, wiping off your tears. "So... you're spider man.." you said, there was a bit of an awkward silence, then he spoke. "And you're spider woman.." he said, as he reached over and placing a pieced of your hair behind your ear. You couldn't help but ask. "Gabriella... how is she..?" you asked, Miguel almost flinched violently by the question. "She's... gone.." he said, sounding very defeated by his response. You swallowed the lump that had built up on your throat. "You too?" you asked, this time tears had spilled from your eyes.

This made Miguel look at you, he got the memo that Gabriella was also gone in your universe. It hurt, seen that in both his and yours universe your daughter was gone. He sighed, seen that you had began to cry, it was obvious that you had not got over his and Gabriella's death like he was. He come over yours and his daughter's death, it took him a while but eventually he understood that no matter what he did, he could never bring you or his daughter back, but he couldn't help but miss the both of you. It was understandable, you were a wife and a mother, who lost both her husband and first baby. And he was a husband and a father that went through the same thing as you. Then he just went for it.

Miguel then pulled you into a tight hug, you didn't hesitate to hug him back. You buried your face onto his chest, crying, letting out all your sadness. You hugged him tightly was your so called Husband rubbed your back comfortingly. Being in his arms, felt like an eternity, you had forgot the last time you were held by him like this. You began to remember the first time you met, it was raining outside one night, and you had forgot to get an umbrella, then you came across Miguel, who was walking somewhere, who knows, but he saw how drenched you were and had offered you his umbrella. You didn't want to take it since you didn't want him to get soaked, but he insisted until you took it. Then he left, that kind gesture meant a lot. Afterwards you had made it your mission to find him and return his umbrella, it was weeks but you finally manage to find him again, in another rainy day, then the rest was history.

Rainy days had become significant to you an Miguel, since you both met on a rainy day. Every time it would rain, you and your husband would go outside to enjoy the rain, not caring that you both would get sick the next day, it was worth it, if it meant being sick together. Then Gabriella came in, she too would also come with you and Miguel out in the rain. "It's okay Mi amor" he said sweetly, but also sadly. You cried more, it's been years since you've been called that by your husband, he wasn't technically your husband, but he was. No matter what universe you were from, you and Miguel would be husband and wife. And Gabriella your daughter, you'd like to think that maybe in a different universe, you were all alive and living a happy life together.

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[burntb4bydoll]

Sub tom please? PLEASW.

so ive had multiple people ask more some more sub Tom loll. Again, i am not a Dom so im not really sure on how to write for a dom reader but i hope this is ok!! Pls lmk if im doing this right im trying my best LMAO

Tom Kaulitz x Reader

Summery: Tom has been begging to touch you all day so you finally give him what he wants

Warnings: begging, face sitting‼️, handcuffs, light choking (more like neck grabbing tho) Tom being a brat LOL

“Please babe! Just let me go down on you, I know you like when I do that!” Tom begs, groaning into your stomach. You were laying in bed with him trying to watch a movie. The movie that he had suggested you watch together. Yet here he was, laying between your legs trying to get in your pants.

“Hmm, fine. But, we’re gonna have some fun with it, yeah?” You smirk at him and reach into your nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. You pushed him to lay down on the mattress and straddle his torso. He looks up at you and pouts when he sees the handcuffs dangling from you fingers.

“Nooo, no I wanna touch you. Don’t you wanna feel my fingers?” You laugh at his desperate attempt to take control. He try’s to wrap his hand around your neck but you push his hand away and instead wrap your hand around his neck.

“Hey, I was being nice and giving you what you’ve been begging for all day. And now you wanna act all tough. What happened to your sweet little whining baby? You mock him, also mocking his pouty expression. He clenched his jaw and turned his head away from you. You used the hand on his neck to make him look at you again, “no no, you don’t get to look away. I wanna see those pretty eyes.”

Once you had gotten rid of both of your clothes, you took Toms hands and cuffed them. He lowered his now connected hands to lay on his lower stomach. You sat hovering over his face, watching him try to wiggle his arms to be free from the cuffs. He didn’t get a chance to make a real attempt st escaping before you lowered your cunt onto his mouth. He moaned at the taste of you, trying his hardest to feel more of your weight on him. He keeps eye contact like you are told him to,

“Good job, now you’re being obedient. All you needed was some pussy, hmm?” You cooed, reaching your hand to stroke his head. He frantically nodded, whimpering into you. He moved his tongue to suck on you clit, making you moan and press yourself more onto his face. He watches you throw your head back in pleasure, making his already hard member ache for your touch. Tom notices how you started to grind on his face and sped up his movements.

“God damn~ such a good boy Tom! Make me cum and I’ll reward you, pretty boy” your words make him shudder and cause a light pink color to dust over his cheeks. He continued to suck you clit harshly until you came on his face. You got off his face and moved to kneel between his legs.

“You did so good, now I’m gonna take care of you.”

[nobianna]

𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓼

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: on a beach trip you're "ex" bf gets upset watching you flirt with a worker on the ice cream bar, so he handled it.

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: Eren x blackfem! reader

𝓬𝓾𝓶𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: jealous!Eren, eren being a little rough, chocking, hair pulling, some possessiveness, just a bit of spit play ( if you squint) cowgirl, backshots , collapsed back shots, lots of kissing , some dirty talk , petnames, cursing , lmk if i missed anything else

𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: this is my first time writing smut so excuse me if its badddd, not proofread at all sorry im lazy asf, i recommend reading in dark mode , other characters are included but not important, MDNI! support the blog :)

SASHA was grabbing you're arm to drag you towards the ice cream bar that she had been begging you to take her to it since yall had got to the beach.

"y/n pleaseeeeee" she asked again, you looked up at her through youre sunglasses to see her pleading puppy eyes.

" Sasha why wont you go its right there" you responded to her

" well i-" she was about to speak again before eren interrupted her

"Exactly stop trynna take away my girl"

"aht aht aht im not your girl anymore" you snapped at him quicly shutting him down before hopping up and grabbing your wallet and phone.

all while eren watched you dust sand off youre thighs and run your hair through your goddes braids that were hanging down your back, he examined you and watched them stop right below your ass which was currently out in the cotton crochet bikini you wore.

he shook his head at youre pettiness because there was no way in hell you were still mad about that stupid ass argument

you and him had got into an argument 2 days before you all had left for this trip, and he has tried to get in contact with you multiple times before you had left but you just weren't gonna let up.

you didnt even ride in the car with him on the way here, when everyone had parked at jeans house, you had decided to ride with sasha, ymir, and mikasa. while eren rode with connie, jean, armin, and onyankapon. the others rode with reiner and historia.

Eren was already upset that he hasnt talked to his girl in 2 days, but to see her laughing and flirting with the man at the ice cream bar even when sasha had already gotten hers, that really tipped the cake for him.

Eren watched you closely so he watched how you playfully punched his arm, he saw how hard you were laughing and it honestly pained him to watch you exchange numbers with him and when he had decided he had enough.

he would let you finish and enjoy the rest of your trip before he told you about yourself.

everyone had decided to have a little kickback at jeans house and you just so happened to sit next to eren

he tapped your thighs with 2 fingers while you were watching sasha, ymir, connie, and armin go at it in sorry

he motioned you to look at your phone to see you had a text from him

meet me in the guest bedroom in like 3 minutes

you nodded and continued on watching the game as eren got up

you carefully got up and told mika you would be back

when you walked in the room he was sitting on the side of the bed

you shut and locked the door and asked " whatd you need" attitude as clear as day because you still didn't wanna talk to this nigga

he turned and laid back on the headboard with a sigh and one leg on the bed and the other off

he had his hair tied in his signature bun with a couple of hair strains out and he was rolling a blunt

you couldnt even lie he looked hella good like that especially with no shirt on, but you had to stand your ground

"hellooo you not gone answer???" you asked him

he looked up at you with a chuckle

"come hea"

you walked to his side and sat by his leg, he put his freshly rolled blunt on the night stand next to the lamp, he looked like he was already high from a previous blunt but you weren't gonna question it.

" are you gonna tell me what you wan-" you were cut off by a tattooed hand warping around your neck, it made your breath hitch as he pulled you closer to his face with your lips inches away from his.

" why do you insist on playing with me mama, hmm?"

he tightened his hand around your throat and pulled you on top so you were straddling him

" why do you wanna make me mad baby?'

all you could do was whimper against his lips

"just tell me whats wrong" he breathed against your lips while titling his head

" i-i just t-think mhm" you couldn't even speak properly because of how eagerly he was sucking or your neck

he brung his face back up to yours before speaking again

" you thought laughing in his face wouldn't make me mad hmm?" he said as he brought his hand from your neck down to your lower back where the other rested

and as you were beginning to speak he slide them down to the plump skin of your ass and started to massage it

you rested your hands on his shoulders attempting to catch your breath, he looked at with his low red eyes licking his lips patiently waiting for you to speak

"i-i didn't do it to make you mad, i did it because i told you we weren't together so i can mess with anyone i want and you can to-"

once again you were cut off but with a slap to your ass that made you whimper and jump, you felt how hard he was from under you and it made you throb

he took one of his hands and rested it into your scalp before tightly gripping a handful of your braids and ass.

"mhmmhmm" you whined as you threw your head back

" come on, ride it."

you got up and planted your 2 feet on the sides of the bed, you waited for him to pull his pants down as you looked down at him

" im not helping you ma" he chuckled " put that shit in yo self" he continued making you groan before pulling down his sweats

he hand on no undergarments which made it even more easy access

it didnt spring up because of how heavy and thick it was

you picked up his dick and heard him hiss

with your free hand you slid your bikini bottoms to the side and rubbed his tip up and down your soaked slit which made you both moan

you rubbed his tip on your aching bud and both of your faces contorted into pleasure.

" fuckkk its so wet ma" you moaned in returned while placing your other hand on the head board, you continued to tease him since you figured you were in control

he yanked your hair before making you look at him " put that shit in cmon"

you listened to him and aligned the tip of his dick perfectly with your hole

you slid down on him slowly while hissing out

" mhmmm fuckkk papa" you yelped out while putting your other hand on the head board

you moved up slowly hearing him groan out and throw his head back

while only moving up and down on the tip to tease him, he moved both of his hands towards your hips and slammed you down to his base

you yelled out from the pain and pleasure you received from the unexpected move

you continued to bounce on him

the sounds of your sticky slick clapping on his muscular thighs were heavenly not to mention the moans coming from the both of you

you were panting out like a dog

eren grabed your throat and kissed you so hungrily muffling your moans

he was hitting all the right spots and was barely doing anything

he started to thrust up into you making you yelp out

" right there mama?"

"mhm hmm" you shook your head not wanting him to stop

" come on baby use your words"

" s-shittt, i- im gonna cum baby" was all you could say, the claps got heavier and louder as you were chasing your own climax which made eren stop and flip you towards the end of the bed

and now he was on top and in control.

eren turned you around and brung your hips up making you arch your back

"mhmm shittt" he groaned as he slide back in from behind

you were gripping the sheets and screaming into the bed

he grabbed the end of your braids and lifted your head up before gripping your neck from behind a

" thats right baby take that shit, tell them how good i make you f-feel fucckk"

he started to hit your spot and you had to stop yourself from screaming

" O-ohh my fuckk babyyyy" you dragged out to him while falling forward a bit

you didnt want him to stop but shit

"s'to muchhh"

" right there baby, mhm are you gonna cum for me?"

" FUCKK YESSSS' you shouted as he dragged your head back up to his tattooed chest

he lifted your head up before tonguing you down

" open your mouth" he panted out before letting his spit trickle into your mouth, he didn't give you a chance to swallow before he was back tonguing you

you moaned in his mouth as your body to spas and your creamy white substance was coating his dick from base to tip

he let go of your chin and groaned into the crook of your neck while you were still riding out your high.

you purposely lost your arch and let eren fall on top of you from behind

he was still slowly thrusting into your sensitive hole making both of you moan

" im gonna cum mama" he groaned into your head while kissing the outside

he grabbed your hand while kissing down to your neck

"cum inside mee"

" shit im cummingg, ahh fuckk"

you let him ride out his high into you while moaning out

" howd it feel?" you asked him once he was done while laughing

because clearly someone was already halfway asleep

he had cleaned you both up and changed the sheets while you were in the guess bathroom

"come hea" he motioned for you to come lay with him

" you still not my girl?" he asked you in a sarcastic manner

"oh my- shut the hell up" you both laughed while getting comfortable in the bed

and drifting off to sleep

sooooo did you guys like it??

reblog and comment pleaseee

idk i think i might do a part 2 lol

request are always opennn

[undobutton]

so, i accidentally deleted a request from a dear anon. But! i remember that it was for Grim with an inexperienced reader having their first kiss! so I'll gladly write it for them. Sorry anon i hope you find this!

warnings: spoilers for Grim's name! terrible grammar and capitalization. possibly ooc grim

synopsis: Grim is more than happy to be your first kiss! you're his sunshine afterall

characters: Grimmy <3

a/n: sorry again anon, hope you like it!

when you tell him that you've never kissed anyone he will do extensive research.

because he's never kissed anyone either.

won't let you know that he's looking it up though.

so in the moment he kinda dissmisses it??

"you've never kissed anyone, Sunshine?" Casper asks, tilting his head at you. The two of you are in your room, sitting next to each other on the bed. The moon is high in the sky, making his white hair glow brighter than usual. (and he thinks you're the only radiant one 🙄) You've just explained your.. lack of experience to him, your face hot as you made your way through the confession. Casper nods his head gently. "that's not a problem... we can be affectionate in other ways" he suggests, casting his gaze to the closed window while scooting closer to you. pink dusting his cheeks. "though im surprised no ones gone after someone as..." he blushes harder "stunning as you."

after spending the next day on yihoo answers and watching a few videos (don't ask) Casper feels as though he's more than ready to be your first kiss!

when you come home from work, practically dragging yourself through the door. dropping your stuff on the floor and getting situated with little haste. Casper sits on your bed, blushing brightly and absentmindedly playing with your pet.

"had a good day, Grimmy?" you smile, joining him on your bed. already feeling better at the sight of his flustered face. "yes... [pet's name] and i have made a truce" he proclaims proudly, giving them an extra affectionate pat. (the two were fighting for your attention recently). You nod your approval and get cozy on the bed, blissfully unaware of Casper's internal panic as you cozy up to him for a nap.

This goes on for the rest of the day. By "this" i mean Casper being a little.. extra flustered by your affection. not that he minds! besides, you were gonna tease him all afternoon anyways.

now, it's well after dinner time and you're in bed waiting for Casper to be done with his skincare routine.* the headboard working together with a pillow to support your back as you skim your old diary. Giggling softly at a few of your entries. Because of this, Casper manages to 'sneak up' on you.

"hey... Sunshine," he says, walking into the room and getting under the covers next to you. "hi there pretty boy" you smirk, subtly hiding the book from him and placing it on the bedside table to give him your full attention. (that diary is full of teasing ammo you don't need him having) he blushes more than usual at the pet name, but rolls his eyes all the same.

"i did some.. research on kissing" he starts, playing with the hem of his pajama top. "

"oh? you researched it?" you ask, holding back a laugh. he looks at you with a slight pout.

"what? was my approach wrong again?" he huffs

"yes, and as always it's adorable." you smirk booping his nose. Capser pushes your finger away and flushes pink, looking at your plant and questioning everything that lead to this monent.

"well regardless, I did my research. and now i think i can give you a proper first kiss" he states, getting more embarrassed by the minute. reminding you of the flowers he'd gotten you and how adorable he was while handing them over.

"you really thought this through?" you ask, feeling your own face get hot as his words sunk in.

"yes, of course I did. I have a reputation as the best of the best y'know" he scoffs, getting his confidence back. "i had to make sure that my kissing skills would be unparalleled." you roll your eyes and bring your face down near his, grinning as his face gets redder by the seconds. "then lets see it. show me how well you-"

you're cut off by Casper gently sliding a hand against your cheek and gripping your neck softly. he's still blushing madly but there's a cockiness to it. "i will, when you stop talking." he says, kissing your cheek. you mumble out a response and play with the ends of his hair, waiting for him to finally kiss you.

after a few seconds (a few seconds too long in your opinion) he finally leans forward and brings your face to his.

the kiss is soft at first, almost hesitant. he's definitely a little scared of disappointing you. but due to that, it melts into something downright beautiful. his feelings for you surpass his fears and he kisses you with a passion that he seems to only save for petty banter between the two of you. it's amazing what you guys can accomplish when your mouths are being used for... other talents.

essentially, what im saying is that after the kiss, soul babies are most definitely back on the table. (much to Grim's dismay.)

-button 🌺

* if you also have a skincare routine, then you just finished yours earlier. and if you don't, then you were just waiting for him to finish up!

[t3ag3rs]

g e n s o - 0 7.

gahdayum its mi papi down there ↓

"hello everyone, ive been waiting for you!"

you let out a gasp as you see the space hero, thirteen. "thirteens one of my favorite heroes!" squeals uraraka, "i cant wait to show you whats inside! follow me!" she leads the class into the dome-like building. you stare in awe at the inside of the building, holy shit... theres basically every environment in here..! 

"i created this training facility for you to deal with different types of disasters." she pauses, "i call it the 'unforeseen simulation joint' but you can call it USJ!" she exclaims proudly. you stare at her quietly, huh thats just like 'universal studios japan'... you smile inwardly.

"excuse me, but shouldnt all might be here..?" asks aizawa, "apparently he did too much hero work on the way to school this morning and used up all his power... hes resting in the teachers lounge." she explains quietly to aizawa, but your overhear it. 

"that man is the definition of irresponsibility..." sighs out aizawa. he turns to face the class, "clocks ticking, we should get started.." thirteen steps up and begins to talk again.

"listen up... before we get started im sure your all aware that i have a powerful quirk, its called 'black hole.' i can use it to suck up anything and turn it into dust. my quirk could also very easily be used to kill- like some of you all. in our superhuman society all quirks are certified and strictly regulated so we all often overlook how unsafe they can actually be. please dont forget that if you loose focus or make the wrong move, your powers can be deadly."

"thanks to the fitness tests and the combat training you all did, you should know your limits and potential. carry what you learn and use them now, today youll be learning how to use your quirks to save peoples lives- after all... that is the main purpose of heroes. thats all i have to say, thank you for listening." she bows her head silently.

the class erupts in cheers, and you smile proudly, tightening your fists, man she really knows how to fire us up..! 

"alright now that thats over.. lets get started." starts aizawa before the lights cut out.

you look up and narrow your eyes, suddenly a portal forms near the fountain. "stay together, thirteen protect the students!" yells aizawa. you widen your eyes when you realize that an actual villain attack was happening.

"whats happening?!" exclaims kirishima, "its a villian attack...!" you reply loudly as villains walk out and you ready yourself.

"if they got in without alarming the systems they must be jamming communications, kaminari use your quirk and try to contact the school" instructs aizawa.

he jumps down and thirteen starts moving you all away, you run to the exit but the same purple portal covers the exit. "its a pleasure to meet you all, we are the league of villains." the voice pauses, "now where is all might..? i believe he was supposed to be here to take his last breath."

you gasp, "theres no way theyre planning on killing him..." u whisper quietly. you analyze his quirk as he talks, his quirk was what teleported the villains here... and he can move around quickly, but i dont see a physical body that belongs to him.. he must have some sort of mutation or transformation type of quirk.. warping maybe?

suddenly bakugou and kirishima jump at the villain to attack, "wait, stop...!" you yell trying to hold them back. bakugou sends an explosion at the villain, "did you think we were just gonna stand around and let you tear this place to shreds?" kirishima grins as he stands in a defensive position.

you quickly run up behind them "move outta the way!" you try to pull them to aside, but the purple portal circles the entire group. 

"you students should be more careful, ill scatter you all across the facility and let you face my colleagues and your deaths!" you feel someone pull you closer to them as you cover your face protectively. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you put your hands out to stop your fall as your drop down into the 'collapse zone' followed by kirishima and bakugou. standing up you dust yourself off and get into a fighting position, "we got company you two.." you inform staring at the villains crowding you three.

"looks like we hit the jackpot..! get rid of the two boys first... the girl should be easy to get rid of!" chuckles a villain. 

you narrow your eyes, and stomp your foot down creating a boulder around the villain holding him in place. Then you hit him with a right hook to the head leaving him unconscious. "i wouldnt be so sure of that..." you smirk. "now whose next?" you ask opening your water pouch. 

the villains start to run at you three and you all fight them off. Suddenly, bakugou sends an explosion and the whole building shakes. you yell over the noise, "bakugou we're in the collapse zone, so be mindful of the explosions..!" you propell yourself forward and freeze your water around another villain.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you stand up exhaustedly, body aching slightly "everyone alright...?" you turn to look at kirishima and bakugou. 

"we should go find the rest of the class, if we arent out yet then the others probably arent either. we caused this mess so we need to make it up..!" exclaims kirishima looking at bakugou.

"if you wanna go track the rest of them idiots you can, but im going for that warping bastard." grits bakugou as you sigh rolling your eyes.

"bakugou you do realize that he doesnt have a physical body right..? even after the explosion you threw at him, he was still fine. if your gonna go throw more of them you can practically guarantee it wont do shit." you state as you stare at him. 

"shut up! as if you know what to d-" you shove him away and throw a flame of fire at the invisible villain beside him letting it fall. 

you turn and face bakugou smirking, "yeah what was that about me not knowing what to do..?" he scoffs rolling his eyes, and you turn back to the villain, "i almost feel bad for them, their so bad they got beat by a bunch of high schoolers.." 

"man y/n your so badass..!" praises kirishima, you chuckle blushing slighly and rub your neck. "thanks man..." 

"bakugou since when have you been so calm and rational, usually your always like 'die! die! die!'" questions kirishima. 

you let out a chuckle, "im always calm and rational!" screams bakugou. you slap his head, "geez shut up..! youre just proving his point!" he glares at you with his palms smoking.

"calm down you two..!" exclaims kirishima getting in between you two. "find the rest of the idiots if you want, but im going to the warping bastard." states bakugou as he walks away.

"then we're coming with you!" cheers kirishima running up to bakugou, dragging you with him.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you three run quickly to go help all might. theres no way he'll last long..! hes already at his limit... if we dont do something now, he may actually be defeated..!

you see deku running to help all might, but the warping villian appears in front of him. "izuku..!" you yell. 

suddenly bakugou goes in front and send an explosion to the back of the villain, you propell yourself up to reach him quickly. he slams the villain down by the metal part near his neck to the ground, "guess i found your body this time you smokey bastard!" he yells.

you and kirishima rush towards the other villain with the hands surrounding his face. you throw a gush of frozen water at him, but he moves away before both of you could land an attack at him. you pull your water back to yourself and glare at the villain infront as you stand by the other students.

all might may die one day.... but today wont be that day...!

previous parts: pt. 0 0 / pt. 0 1 / pt. 02 / pt. 03 / pt. 04 / pt. 05 / pt. 06 next parts: pt. 08 / pt. 09 / pt. 10 / pt. 11 / pt. 12 / pt. 13

[mazeofyeni]

📳 ... [021524] CECE INSTAGRAM LIVE HIGHLIGHTS ... !

LOCATION: sm building

PARTICIPANTS: cece ft. ten ( voice ) + haechan

♡ … REACTION TO TENS SONG FT. PHONE CALL WITH TEN !

"it's kinda scary." she laughed watching the video. "he sounds so good though." she watched the video with a proud smile. "he dances so good." she took a peek at the comments. "water? that's the other one." she said. "you want to watch that one next?" she read, waiting for the responses. "okay , let's finish this one first." she turned back to the screen. "ah that was it." she said, hitting pause so the next song wouldn't play. "it was so go good, ten oppa did a really good job, i really like his vocals." she gave the camera a thumbs up. "let's watch the other one, everyone wants me to."

she finished the performance video clapping. "it's really good , it has that sexy feeling." she laughed. "czennie don't take that the wrong way." she made an x with her hands. "don't." she said , reading the comments. "oh?" she read a comment. "no he isn't stop joking?" she laughed, until she seen his comment. 'sexy feeling?' he heard it. "yah, oppa, get off!" she exclaimed. "why would you guys set me up, you should've said he was on here." her face was red , just as her phone rang. "it's him." she said answer. "ciara my baby." she smiled. "oppa , congratulations on your debut." he thanked her. "did you like it." she hummed. "it was really good." she said. "sexy?" she whined. "stop it." he laughed. "you're gonna come to my fan concert?" he asked. "maybe , i don't think im busy that day." she said. "cheer for me in the crowds okay?" he said. "okay , i'll cheer loudly." she said. "say bye to czennie before you go." she said. "bye czennie, listen to my new song , cece said it was sexy." her ears were red. "oppa!" he laughed. "bye bye ciara my baby." she hung up. "he's crazy just like the rest of them."

"please show his song , it's really good." (yes this in me promoting my man , stream nightwalker )

♡ … NINGCE CRUMBS !

"im gonna post some pictures to Instagram today , let's see which ones." she opened her gallery, going through all her recent photos. "i haven't really been taking many photos of myself , i already have so many that i haven't even posted, they're just collecting dust in my gallery and taking up my storage." she also deleted a few. "okay some of storage is back, let's find one."

"oh!" she said. "this isn't one of just me." she said showing the camera her phone. "it's ningning!" she said. "this is when we went to jeju together." she slid to the next screen. "isn't she so cute." she smiled. "we always wanted to go to jeju together so when we had free time , we went for the weekend." she explained. "oh should i post these?" she said. "let me text her and ask." she sent a quick message turning to the camera. "what did we do?" she read the question. "we ate really good food , and we spent time together at the house we rented , it was so relaxing and fun , i had a good time , i hope we can go again." she picked up her phone since it had rang. "she said it was fine , great!" she said.

"i'll post these after the live , i promise."

♡ … NEW MUSIC !

"my food is on it's way." she said , reading comments. "new solo music spoiler?" she read. "it probably won't be for a while." she watched the comments fill up with people asking why. "well i mean , because of nct dream , we've been working on our comeback and so many other things for you guys , so i'll be busy with that , but maybe if i get the chance i will love to put out some music for you guys."

"actually there's a new song , i want to show you guys , it has a special guest on it , we worked on it a few months ago , we both wrote our own parts and i even helped arranged it , it's probably one of my favorites." she smiled. "i can't show you guys cause i don't have it , and cause they'll scold me if i keep spoiling things." she laughed.

"so let's just be patient and wait , it will come soon , i promise"

♡ … HAECHAN BRINGING HER FOOD !

"wait a minute, my food is here." she got up, answering the door , being met with haechans goofy smile. "yah , why did you highjack my food." she laughed. "because i wanted to surprise you." he said walking into the room , she closed the door sitting down. "i seen you earlier though?" she said. "only for a little bit , I'm on my way out." he said. "you're going home so soon?" he nodded sitting the food down. "i've been here too long." she nodded. "and how did you get my food?" she questioned.

"i was walking by , when i saw a staff about to come in here and i knew you were live." she hummed. "so you stole it." he nodded , she could his smile even past the mask. "what is it?" he asked. "it's pho , I ordered it before getting on live so , I'm gonna eat it on here and talk to czennies." he waved to the camera. "hello czennies." he waved. "he can't take off the mask , cause he didn't shave." she laughed. "i wasn't planning on being on camera." he said. "take it off , it looks good." she said, but he shook his head. "not today." he said. "already im gonna go." he said , bending down to hug her. "bye bye cece." he dramatically cried she rolled her eyes. "stop." he pulled away. "check your messages later." she nodded. "bye bye czennies." he waved , before leaving out.

©️MAZEOFYENI

[destinysbounty]

Who wants to overthink legos with me? No? Too bad, here goes

Okay so do you ever think about how the circle is (accidentally) a recurring motif in Ninjago? A running list of examples:

Ouroboros, the snake eating its own tail, which is commonly represented in a circular shape and represents infinity with endless return. Thats how they defeat the Great Devourer, actually, by getting it to bite its own tail

The original shape of Ninjago before the FSM pangea'd it

Spinjitzu is essentially the process of weaponizing circular motion. Airjitzu is similar, and even creates a sphere of air/light around the user

In the earlier seasons, Lloyd's main attack involved creating balls of energy

The light from portals - time vortex, Traveler's Tea, the Blind Man's Eye, the Realm Crystal - tend to resemble vortexes

Dragons often have to spin in order to traverse realms

All the circle imagery in the Temple of Light

Jay and Nya's yin-yang badges

Yang's whole "close the circle" shtick

The dust circle that swirled around the ninja at the end of Skybound when Jay said his final wish and all of time was undone

Zane's old house is circular/cylindrical, and the camera spiral-zoomed on him when his memories returned

The architecture on Chen's island

The Celestial Clock

Flower petals circling around Lloyd when he met the FSM

In that flashback when Mystake was telling the story of the Oni and the Dragon, with the FSM creating a circular yin-yang symbol to represent the combining of both light and dark

This is a bit of a stretch, but Zane's notably circular power core

Kryptarium is a panopticon style, which is circular in design. On that note, the s8 Lloyd v Garmadon fight happening at Kryptarium. Lloyd was familiar with the usual procedure of saving Garm, only for that typical cycle of saving and losing his father as Garmadon throws him through the wall and out of the prison

Lots of fights actually have the camera pan in circles around the fighters

That little hand paint collage they all made at the end of season 10

The spiraling bioluminescence surrounding the FSM's corpse

Actually, lets take it a step further. Cycles of violence. Sins of the father. History repeating itself. Harumi and Loyd's backstories causing, opposing, and reflecting one another, with her ending where Lloyd began and vice versa. The inheritance of elemental power, something endlessly recursive. Generational trauma.

Not to mention theres a heavy emphasis on either breaking cycles or perpetuating them. Lloyd saying "I wont let it do to me what it did to you." Harumi saying "i want you to feel the emptiness i feel." Morro saying "I make my own destiny." The Overlord possessing the Great Devourer so it would bite Garmadon. Lloyd wanting to be like his father but then being a hero instead. Nya quoting her mother in her final moments. Again i repeat. Generational trauma.

Theres just. This overwhelming sense of recursion and cycles throughout the entire series, and im mad bc im like 90% sure the writers didnt do that intentionally. Im not smart enough to put it into words but if i think about this for too long im gonna start biting things

[a-whispering-echo]

For the Death's Row AU, any chance we could get a look at exactly what led Killer to ending up on the Row? We got a look at Dust and Horror's, and I can't deny I'm very curious how Killer's looks as well 👀

Your art is super cool and I'm thriving on the story for this au so far! Im glad I stumbled upon it :)

oh absolutely! ive been waiting for someone to ask, hehe!

So, Killer was raised in a a slum/house thing with 12 other people, maybe they were his family, maybe they weren't, who knows. Regardless, one of the other kids in the slum started to pick on him.

They were younger than him, and for a while, Killer just kinda ignored them, assuming it was a little kid just trying to make friends in a shitty way, but, as the years went on, this kid started outright ABUSING him, in horrible, HORRIBLE ways - any way you can think of someone being abused? Yeah, this kid did it. They outright tortured him, for their entire childhood.

Killer went to the police, and tried to report what was happening to him, so many times, and each time, he was laughed at and told to stop wasting their time; a kids picking on you? yeah right, piss off kid.

It gets to the point where this kid forced Killer to watch as they beat someone to a pulp, before they drag Killer over, and tells him to kill them, its in his name, after all! and, they threaten, if they don't, they'll kill him.

anyway, Killer does it. That's his first kill, and miraculously, he doesn't get caught for it.

The abuse goes on an on and on, years and years of gaslighting into believing himself a weapon, and 'peer pressure' on max, until, he snaps and kills his abuser.

he ends up just fucking loosing it after that, with a 'fuck it' attitude, hes gonna get caught anyway, and kills a bunch of people that he believes were complacent in the abuse. he ends up killing 4 people, including the kid, before hes caught.

In court, Killer tries to defend himself, explaining the abuse he suffered for YEARS, and the help he was denied. but the courts found him guilty of murder, after all, his 'abuser' was a minor; he must be lying, and, even if he wasn't, that doesn't change anything.

So, onto death row he goes.

He can be sassy and unserious most of the time, but there's an aura of wrongness to him.

He uses that uses his 'personality' to hide what hes feeling but also when hes snooping for information. His only really motivation is to avoid boredom; hes very much trying to avoid being left alone with himself and his thought, cus that's when he starts to spiral:

He doesn't care that he murdered, and doesn't regret it; in fact he found it thrilling. He REALLY struggles with emotions, finds it hard to feel things deeply, and to recognise WHAT hes feeling, but he doesn't regret it! He doesn't feel... bad about what he did to... to those innocent people... NO! he really doesn't!

He also very much wants power, after so long without any, and being told that he was *supposed* to kill, that was all he was - hes named 'Killer' for god sake!

He just wants to feel alive. Even if, just for.. a little while...

He know to cause physical fights all the time with other inmates, doing to as an outlet for those emotions he definitely doesn't feel, but also as a way to climb to the top. He RUNS the Row! HES the one in charge - hes not, that's Nightmare but shh, let him believe that.

He meets Dust and Horror when they're friends, and, always looking for new prey, decides to pick on them.

hes had a few fights with Dust before now, hes partially the reason Dust is in a straightjacket, and Dust is partly the reason hes in handcuff/chains, but he hasn't seen him about for a little while, and, when he sees him again, his little punching back has attached himself to the biggest motherfucker the joint, little shit. Well, Killer decides he should take them down a peg. Horror is a threat to his dominance here, anyway!

(Horror has no clue who this dude is, other than *trouble*. Hes seen the fights this guy get into, and they're not GOOD)

it starts off with Killer picking on them, teasing in that was that's common in his character, and it looks like Horror is gonna defend Dust, as he is wont to do, except, no one was expecting little Dust, who's top of head only reaches Killers EYES, in his straightjacket, restricting him movement, to fucking roundhouse kick Killer in the neck. His arms may be restrained, but his legs sure aren't!

And Killer... runs off to lick his wounds.

Except, he comes back to ick on them. again, and again and again.

Killer is picking on them the way young boys try and 'flirt' with girls they like; pulling on their pigtails. he thinks they're kinda cool, and is envious of their friendship, and wants IN, thing is, he ain't gonna just TELL them that! hes not gonna sit down and ask 'hey can we be friends?' cus that would make him WEAK, so, he pushes them about as an excuse to get close to them.

About a month after the roundhouse kick incident, Killer comes to pick on them again, with a bandage around his throat despite it DENIFETLY being healed by now, and starts boasting about his kill count; four whole people in a single day! and hes expecting them to look up at him, scared or maybe admiring.

Hes not expecting Dust to look at Horror, make that little smile people make when they're making fun of someone - that 'oh my god this guy' face - and...laughs? Hes giggling like a madman, and even Horror looks amused, when Dust says "Four?!" and Killers like '??? yeah, four whole people, dead cus of me!' which just makes Dust laugh harder.

Dust has recently been made aware of his accidental kill count, and while he still cant get his head around most of it and forgets a lot of it, he knows he killed a dozen in a matter of like, a couple hours, and he knows Horror killed 5 people, cut them up and COOKED them, and FED THEM to starving people!

Four murders is PATHETIC.

Killer tries to reclaim his pride, and is sort of going like 'well, yeah, but uh like-' and Dust just keeps laughing at him, and at that point Killer flushed bright red and.. leaves.

Im gonna stop here, cus ive written A LOT! But, they find Killer int the bathroom :)

(im very gladyou like my art and works! it means the world that i can entertain someone at least for a little while with my stuff, and that fact you take time out of your day to appreciate them and compliment me is just... auugh <3 <3!)

[bwabys-scenarios]

Fixer Upper

Part 12

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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warning: reader bets her own life, Leorio is worried about her

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(Name) sighed, trying to relax her tired body by stretching.

“I want you guys to know that you worked very hard. 43 of you have passed the second phase of the exam. For your information, we’re scheduled to arrive at our destination 8 o’clock tomorrow morning.”

(Name) yawned, Kurapika glancing at her from the corner of her eye.

“Alright then, until our next meeting you guys have some free time. Dismissed.”

(Name) sighed in relief, setting her bag.

“Hey Kurapika, you gonna explore the airship with us?”

Kurapika shook his head. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Oh… how about you Leorio?”

“No thanks, I’ll have to pass. I’m so tired I can hardly move.”

“(Name)- oh.”

She was yawning, leaning her head against the wall. “Sorry boys, I need to rest a little, or I’ll crumble into dust.”The boys rushed off to explore.

Tonpa came by to ‘warn’ them, but (Name) was too tired to even listen. Kurapika jumped slightly when he felt her head rest against his shoulder before it leaned back. “(Name)?”

She was swaying softly, barely awake. “Hmm?”

He held back a chuckle. “You can lean against my shoulder, if you want.”

She blinked sleepily. “Really?”

He nodded, the girl giving him a pretty smile before scooting towards him, snuggling into his side. “Thank you.”

Kurapika’s face turned red. He had expected her to just lie her head against his shoulder, not for her to cuddle against him and sigh softly.

Leorio huffed. “Lucky.”

Kurapika sent him a glare before stiffly folding his arms. “Here!”

Kurapika watched as she used her cardigan to cover them both, looking up at him. “We can share my cardigan to stay warm!”

He wasn’t sure why, but sitting there, cuddled up to (Name) as she slept made his heart race. He could feel her body heat, smell her perfume. Although he had planned on resting, it was hard when he could hardly focus on anything but the girl leaning against him.

They stayed like this for around an hour, Kurapika eventually becoming comfortable to lean his head against hers.

Tonpa snored, preventing Leorio and Kurapika from getting any sleep. ‘At least one of us can get some rest.’ Kurapika thought, looking fondly at the sleeping girl next to him. He would be lying if he said he didn’t feel content right now, almost peaceful.

It had been a while since he’d had another person so close to him, sharing in their body heat. It felt… nice.

But all nice things come to an end.

Tonpa snored particularly loud, stirring (Name). “Mmph… what’s that sound?”

“Tonpa.” Kurapika said with a sigh, glancing at her with half lidded eyes.

“Ahh. How long have I been asleep?”

“About an hour.”

She pulled away, looking a bit flustered. “Oh, sorry. I hope I didn’t hurt your shoulder or anything.”

He shook his head quickly, feeling weirdly empty when she pulled away. “No, I didn’t mind at all.”

She tilted her head, giving him a soft smile. “Really? Then I hope you won’t mind me using your shoulder as a pillow in the future.”

Kurapika looked away so she wouldn’t notice his blush. “… that’s fine with me.”

(Name) stood up, stretching her limbs before smiling. “Let’s go get something to eat!”

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They walked to the cafeteria, noticing a girl standing before Gon and Killua at a booth. (Name) raised an eyebrow as Leorio scooted in through the other side of the booth, wrapping around an arm around her shoulder.

He asked her something, (Name) not paying much attention. She was too busy gesturing for Killua to move so she could slide in next to him. He did so, only grumbling a little. “That sounds like a terrible idea. Now why don’t you leave me alone?”

“We can’t do that. My names Kurapika, my goals the same as yours, to become a black list hunter. We have a lot in common, perhaps we could help each other.”

(Name) wasn’t sure why, but him seeming interested in that girl made her frown.

“I’d walk away if I were you. It’s me she’s here for.”

(Name) glanced between the two, tilting her head. “I acted on a rumor I heard, that a young member of the Zoldyck family was going to be taking the Hunter Exam this year.”

“And now you’ve found me. Yes, I’m a member of the Zoldyck family, so what about it?”

(Name) watched as the girl reached for something, her first response being to shield Killua with her arm. The white haired boy said nothing, but his lips twitched slightly.

‘What is she doing? Does she think she’s protecting me?’

“Hey, think about this for a minute. If an assassin is hired to kill someone, there’s a chance that person has done something to deserve it.”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”

She flipped the table, Kurapika running forward to hold her back. The woman launched herself at Killua, brandishing a knife, but (Name) pushed him out of the way.

“(NAME)!”

The blade sliced her arm, the girl ignoring (Name) and rushing after Killua. The white haired boy paused for a split second, his eyes gone wide.

‘I could have easily dodged that, there was no need for her to try and protect me.’

“That is enough!”

Netero, the chairman, grabbed the place between two fingers, shielding Killua from the attack.

Now that she’d been dealt with, Leorio, Gon, and Kurapika rushed to (Name)’s side. She held a hand over her arm, sighing.

“(Name), are you alright?” Leorio asked, gently pulling her hand away.

The cut wasn’t deep, just long enough to look scary. Kurapika glanced back at the girl before kneeling beside (Name), slowly pushing her sleeve up.

“I’m fine, it’s just a scratch. Is Killua okay?”

The white haired boy stood facing away from her. “… I’m fine. You didn’t have to do that, you know. I could have dodged if you didn’t get in my way.”

(Name) chuckled. “Well, if you’re okay then it doesn’t matter.”

Killua glanced back, his eyebrows furrowed. He couldn’t understand her. Why did she risk getting injured, knowing that Killua was capable of defending himself?

“You never know. If I had let you get hurt and didn’t do anything to help, I would never be able to forgive myself.”

Leorio finished bandaging her arm.

“You’re our friend. It’s only natural I’d want to help.”

Killua jerked his head back to face the opposite direction. He didn’t want her to see the confused, flustered expression on his face. ‘Why? I can’t understand. Helping me then would have been of no benefit to her.’

He looked down, frowning. ‘Friends, huh?’

Kurapika helped her up, scolding her lightly. “You need to be more careful, you could have been really hurt.”

“I agree with Kurapika on this. That was reckless.”

(Name) pouted. “Wouldn’t you two have done the same thing? Kurapika held her back…”

The two sighed. “You’re too nice, (Name).”

———————

(Name) and Kurapika parted ways with Leorio after they group agreed to go to sleep.

“Kurapika, where are we going? I thought we were going to sleep.” (Name) asked, walking hand in hand with him.

“We’re going to speak with the examiner and ask them to be a bit more lenient with the stowaway.”

(Name) yawned. “Also, why are we holding hands?”

He blinked, staring down at where they were connected. “Oh, um… I didn’t want you falling behind.”

He didn’t let go, continuing to look forward. “Aww, that’s sweet of you, Kurapika.”

Kurapika turned his head around, nodding slightly. “It’s… it’s nothing.”

(Name) giggled to herself. ‘How cute.’

The two arrived at Menchi’s room, spotting Leorio. He’d came for the same reason they had. “Are you two holding hands?”

Kurapika dropped her hand, clearing his throat. “I was making sure she didn’t get lost.”

“Uh huh… Examiner are you still awake?”

Leorio knocked on the door for a moment. “HEY ARE YOU IN THERE!?”

(Name) jumped at his sudden change in volume.

The three glanced at each other before Leorio reached for the knob.

The door slid open slowly, Leorio screaming as a knife flew out and hit the wall behind him.

Menchi stood in the doorway, wearing only a towel.

“You two sure have a lot of nerve. Most applicants wouldn’t consider sneaking into an examiners in the middle of the night!”

She seemed to be ignoring (Name), only focused on the two men.

“It’s not like that!” Leorio exclaimed, hiding behind (Name).

“Oh no? Then what are you doing here, trying to sneak a peek at me!?”

Kurapika froze on the spot, trying to look everywhere but at Menchi. “Believe me I would never do a thing like that. I consider taking advantage of women in any way disgraceful.”

(Name) cooed at Kurapika, pinching his cheek. “What a sweet boy!”

Kurapika’s already pink cheeks turned red under her praise.

“Hey, why couldn’t you include me in your excuse!?”

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT!”

(Name) watched as Menchi chased the two down the hallway. Once the two men were far enough away and she’d gotten a few good hits on Leorio, Menchi huffed and turned back.

“(Name), is there something you wanted to ask of me?”

Menchi seemed to have calmed down, even smoothing out her towel in front of the girl.

“Oh, um…”

‘Oh no, I’ve forgotten already!’

She twiddled her thumbs, Menchi giving her a smile. “Aww, I’m sure you’ve had a rough day, having to be around all these perverted, smelly men. Why don’t you come have a shower? Us examiners have the privilege of a shower and bed in our rooms.”

“Really? Is that allowed?”

Menchi grinned. “It’s not against the rules. Come on!”

She grabbed (Name)’s hand, pulling her into her room.

From a distance, Kurapika and Leorio watched, confused. “Is (Name) in trouble?” Leorio asked, holding his bruised face.

“I don’t think so, Menchi seemed happy when she pulled her in. Perhaps it’s that girls supporting girls thing (Name) mentioned?” Kurapika replied, deep in thought.

“Or Menchi swings the other way.” Leorio said with a sigh. Kurapika raised an eyebrow.

“Swings the other way? What does that mean?”

Leorio narrowed his eyes. “You sure are sheltered, aren’t you?”

Another bruise was added to Leorio’s face, this time from Kurapika.

‘I’ll just ask (Name) about it later.’

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(Name) hummed as she showered, marveling at Menchi’s expensive shampoo.

“Menchi?”

“Yes?”

The woman sat on the bathroom counter as (Name) showered, getting dressed. “Is it really okay to use your shampoo and soap?”

“Yeah, it’s fine! It was provided by the airship, so don’t worry about it.”

(Name) still hesitated as she held the bottle, gulping. She squeezed some into her hands, rubbing the shampoo into her hair. After the long day she had, it felt like heaven.

“Mmm, it smells amazing!”

Menchi smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”

(Name) happily washed herself, letting all the dirt and grime from the day wash down the drain. The hot water also did wonders for her sore muscles.

“So, you’re a chef?”

(Name) sighed. “Maybe a chef is an over exaggeration. I’m more of a baker, that cooks meals for my family. Or well… I used to.”

Menchi stayed quiet for a moment. That implied she either lost her family, or no longer had contact with them. Neither option was good.

“I see. Well I hope you know, I enjoyed what you gave me. I was just being picky today, because of that weirdo Hisoka. He really creeped me out.”

“Oh, please don’t worry about it, I understand. I would have been uneasy as well. That’s not even counting how rude some of the applicants were.” She huffed, rinsing the soap from her body.

Menchi smiled softly, running a brush through her hair. “It’s nice to have someone that understands me. How old are you, (Name).”

“I’m 18!”

Menchi hummed. “We’re around the same age. I’m 21 myself.”

(Name) yawned, letting the warm water run over her a little longer before turning it off. “Oh, I’ll leave the bathroom so you can get dressed.”

She heard Menchi leave and the door close behind her. (Name) stepped out, wrapping a towel around herself.

Menchi sat out her skin care products for (Name) to use. She was thankful, she had only packed a bat of soap and a small travel size bottle of shampoo and conditioner.

After thoroughly pampering herself, (Name) exited the bathroom wearing a pair of lounge shorts and a tanktop. Menchi looked her up, nodding in approval. “Your pajamas are adorable, (Name)!”

She felt her face heat up. “Oh, um… thank you.”

(Name) left Menchi’s room to go find Leorio and Kurapika.

‘She’s cute, I hope she passes.’

———————

(Name) walked around the airship until she found Kurapika and Leorio.

“Hey guys!”

She waved, smiling at the two. “(Name)! Did you get in trouble?”

(Name) blinked at Leorio’s question. “Oh no, I just took a shower.”

“Without me..?”

The two stared at Leorio. “I mean I can invite you next time, b-“

Kurapika put a hand on (Name)’s mouth. “Don’t even joke like that, you’ll get him too excited.”

She pushed his hand away, confused. ‘I wasn’t joking though….’

“(Name), just say the word. I’ll jump in with you anytime.”

Kurapika grimaced, pushing (Name) away from Leorio. “Here, I think if we report him to Menchi for sexual harassment she m-“

“WAIT I WAS KIDDING!”

Leorio fell to his knees, pleading. “Please don’t tell her, I’m already beat up enough!”

(Name) sighed, gently patting the man’s cheek. “Kurapika, be nice. Look at him, he looks like he sorry enough!”

Leorio nodded, cheeks turning pink at her gentle touch. Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched. “Don’t touch him, might catch something.”

“Hey!”

She giggled, leaning down and placing a kiss on Leorio’s forehead. “Shh, quiet down. It’s late.”

It’s like time slowed down to a standstill. Leorio’s face was turning red, Kurapika’s mouth hung agape, a gasp leaving his lips.

Both boys stared at her, unblinking. The girl seemed unfazed by the affectionate gesture.

She glanced between the two. “Hmm? Something wrong?”

They kept quiet, Leorio giggling to himself giddily, and Kurapika scowling as he crossed his arms

She turned to Kurapika. “You okay? You look upset.”

He cleared his throat. “I’m fine.”

“He’s jealous.”

Kurapika’s head whipped around to glare at Leorio, his cheeks turning pink. “Leorio!”

He was seething, with both anger and jealousy.

“Oh, do you want a kiss too?”

Still angry with Leorio, he whipped his head around and answered. “No!”

(Name) jumped slightly at the way he yelled at her, looking down at her feet. “Oh. Sorry.”

Kurapika paused, realizing what he said. “Wait, I…”

Too embarrassed to admit he also wanted a kiss, he stayed quiet. (Name) sensed he felt sorry, slowly inching towards him. “It’s okay, Kurapika. I know you didn’t mean to yell.”

She stepped forward, reaching up and pulling him towards her. “May I?”

He felt his heart thump against his chest, swallowing.

“Yes, you may.”

She cupped his cheeks, standing on her tippy toes to kiss his forehead. When she pulled back, she gave him a smile. “There, feel better?”

He nodded slowly, moving his hands to her to keep them in place a little longer. “Much better.”

“Aww you didn’t hold my face when you kissed my forehead!” Leorio complained, pulling on her sleeve. When (Name) turned away, Kurapika stuck his tongue out at the taller man.

“Hmph.”

He folded his arms over his chest, scowling. “Why does Kurapika get special treatment?”

The blonde hummed, curling a finger to his chin. “Maybe because I’m… cute?”

(Name) laughed, pinching Kurapika’s cheek. “You’re cute alright, the cutest.”

The blonde blushed, allowing her to affectionately squeeze his cheek.

“Hey, that looked like…”

The two boys looked out the window, Leorio grabbing (Name)’s head and turning it. “Gon!”

Gon, the 12 year old boy, was outside the airship with Chairman Netero, the old man.

(Name) rushed forward, attempting to open the window and climb out. “(Name)!”

Both Leorio and Kurapika pulled her back, the girl struggling to get free.

“Let go, what if he falls!?”

“What if you fall??”

She turned back, completely serious. “Then that’s something I’ll have to deal with. Let me go.”

Kurapika glanced at Leorio, concerned, before she suddenly went limp.

“Wait, what the-“

Killua appeared, standing a few feet away from them with his arm extended. “I knocked her out. If I didn’t, she would have done something stupid.”

Kurapika picked her up bridal style, giving the boy an incredulous look. “You hit her? Isn’t that too far?”

Killua shrugged. “Better than her potentially falling to her death.”

The blonde couldn’t argue, holding her close to him. Leorio checked for a pulse. “She’s okay, just asleep.”

Kurapika sighed. “Alright. I’ll take her to bed then. Make sure Gon doesn’t get himself hurt.”

He began walking away, looking down at the sleeping girl. Honestly, he wasn’t too upset. After all, he got to hold (Name) close to him and sleep next to her again.

‘… why does that make me happy?’

He frowned, but reached the sleeping quarters and sat her down. He saw her cardigan, and repositioned her so her head was lying in his lap, using the cardigan to cover her up.

He glanced around to make sure was looking before he began to run his hand over her hair, looking down at (Name) fondly. Kurapika had never felt the urge to do something like this before, so his actions surprised even him.

Eventually, Kurapika also fell asleep, letting the slow hum of the airships propeller lull him to sleep.

(Name) woke up to the feeling of something warm on her head. She was lying against some fabric, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.

“(Name), you’re awake.”

She blinked, turning to see Kurapika smiling at her. She glanced back down to see where she had been sleeping, only to become flustered.

“Oh- I’m sorry!”

She’d been lying on his lap, and Kurapika had been running his hands over her hair. The man held up his hands. “No need to apologize, I’m the one who laid you down.”

“Still…”

She played with the fabric of her shirt, face heating up. Kurapika sighed, patting her head. “I don’t mind, I promise. Honestly you kept me warm last night.”

This seemed to cheer her up. “Really?”

“Mhm. I run a little cold, so having someone near helped keep me from freezing.”

(Name) nodded, reaching out to take his hand. “I’ll keep you warm every night! Promise!”

His cheeks turned pink, and he cleared his throat. “Ehem. I’ll keep you to that, then.”

Leorio groaned next to them. “(Name), you can sleep on my lap too, ya know.”

Kurapika’s smile faded. “Why would she? You smell like sweat and desperation.”

(Name) gasped. “Kurapika, be nice!”

She scooted over and patted Leorio’s shoulder. “How about you sleep in my lap next time?”

Kurapika blinked, Leorio grinning. “Really? I’ll have to take you up on t-“

Kurapika pulled (Name) back, glaring at the taller man. “What a filthy pervert. (Name), you shouldn’t let random men sleep on your lap.”

“But I’d let you sleep on my lap, Kurapika.”

The blonde was at a loss for words, mouth opening and closing. Leorio huffed. “Uh huh. What’s your argument for that, blondie?”

Kurapika folded his arms over his chest and leaned back against the wall. “Well I wouldn’t be opposed to it, but I still think you should be cautious, (Name).”

She smiled warmly. “I will. I just trust that you two wouldn’t hurt me. After all, you carried me here and let me sleep on your lap, so I don’t mind returning the favor.”

He looked away so she couldn’t see just how red his face was. ‘What’s wrong with me? It’s like everything she says has my heart racing…’

“Sorry for the slight delay, we are about to land at our destination.”

The group of three all stood when they heard the announcement, making their way to the exit.

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(Name) stood with Killua and Gon, the white haired boy staring at at her bandaged arm. Today, (Name) wore the tanktop she slept in and a pair of sweatpants. Her cardigan was wrapped around her waist, in case she got cold.

“I’m alright, Killua.”

She’d caught him staring, and the boy instantly looked away. “Whatever, it’s not like I care.”

Gon and (Name) shared a look. “Mhm.”

“May I have your attention?”

The looked over to see Beans standing in the middle of the group.

“You’re standing on what’s known as Trick Tower and it’s the site for the Third Phase. In this phase, there is only one objective and it isn’t complicated. Find your way to the bottom of the tower alive. There’s a time limit of 72 hours.”

(Name) thanked god that she restocked her bag with snacks and more water from the cafeteria.

“3 days…”

“72 hours to get to the bottom, and I have a feeling it isn’t going to be easy.”

Kurapika nodded, agreeing with Leorio. “Yeah, it’s bound to be harder than the last phase so we better make sure we stay sharp.”

(Name) nodded, watching as a man approached them and began to climb down the tower.

“Ooo, I want to t-“

“No.” They all said in unison, Leorio reaching out a hand to prevent her from trying. And thankfully she didn’t, because the man was carried away by large birds.

“Rest in peace.” she said, waving to the man as he was carried away. Kurapika patted her shoulder.

“See, this is why you shouldn’t rush to do things. You’ll end up like that man.”

She nodded slowly. “There has to be some kind of entrance to lead us to the bottom.” Kurapika said. “We should spread out, we don’t want to get left behind, so we?”

(Name) began to leave on her own, but Kurapika quietly pulled her along with him while the others weren’t looking. “You’re coming with me.”

They searched around the area, not finding anything. The two joined back up with Leorio.

“Huh, there are fewer people.” Kurapika stated.

Leorio began to count. “About 23 left? When did this happen?”

“About half the group has managed to find a way in. And so they must already be on there way down. I’m pretty sure if they’d all taken the same entry, we would have noticed this by now. So that would suggest there would have to be a number of trap doors around here.”

(Name) watched him with a surprised expression. ‘Wow, I hadn’t even noticed any of that.’

“Guys!”

Gon was waving them over, smiling. “You find something?” Kurapika asked, giving the boy a smile of his own.

“Nice, Gon!”

(Name) watched as Leorio lifted the stone, crouched next to Gon. Once he did, bars appeared, blocking their entry.

“Huh, what the? Stupid thing!”

Leorio dropped the tile, sighing.

“Looks like some sort of automatic lock.”

“What, so we can’t get in this way?”

“We’ll just have to find another way.”

(Name) glanced between the two as they talked. “And I think we’ll have to assume each of the doors leads to a different route to the bottom of the tower.”

Leorio grunted. “How can you be so calm about everything? For all we know there aren’t going to be enough entrances for everyone!”

“Yes there is!”

(Name) turned slightly to see Gon smiling. “I’ve already found seven of them, more than we need!”

(Name) laughed. “Wow! Good going, Gon!”

He pointed each one out, (Name) patting him on the head as he did.

“6 entrances so close together? Something doesn’t feel right about this.” Leorio said, looking down at the trap doors.

“It’s entirely possible that some of them are traps.”

When Kurapika said this, he glanced at (Name), concern briefly flickering across his face.

“So what do you say, doll face, you feeling lucky?” he asked (Name), poking her cheek.

“Mmm, as lucky as a girl can on a big tower surrounded by man eating birds.”

Killua snickered at this.

“You bet, we each pick one and live with our choices.”

“I agree!”

The all smiled at each other. “Alright, let’s figure out who takes which door.”

They played rock paper scissors, (Name) ending up between Killua and Kurapika. The blonde was glad for that, hoping that their close proximity might mean they ended up near each other.

“Okay, everybody, jump in on the count of three!”

Kurapika sighed. “I guess this is where our paths diverge.”

“Well, see you all at the bottom.”

(Name) nodded. “I wish you all good luck.”

“One, two, three!”

They jumped, (Name) landing on the cold stone floor with a huff. It was dark, and for a moment her heart dropped.

Then the light flickered on, showing that she was not alone…

All of her friends were there too!

“So much for the big farewell.”

“No kidding.”

(Name) laughed. “I’m happy. I didn’t want to split up with you all yet!”

The boys smiled, Kurapika and Leorio blushing lightly.

“Looks like this room doesn’t have a way out.”

(Name) slung her backpack over her shoulder, following Kurapika to a small table. It contained bracelets, with an x and an o.

“The path of majority rules. To reach the bottom, the 6 of you must vote to overcome the challenges you may encounter and on this route majority rules.”

(Name) put on the bracelet, the rest following suit. An announcement rang out, stating that they’d need to wait for their 6th member.

“All we can do is wait.”

(Name) nodded, plopping down onto the ground. “Oh, we can play a game! How does go-fish sound?”

“Go-fish? But we don’t have any cards.”

The girl grinned at Gon, reaching into her backpack. “Oh, but I do.”

The two boys marveled at the deck of playing cards, Kurapika humming. “You sure came prepared, (Name). Why did you think to bring cards?”

She shrugged. “Well, playing games with people helps to ease tension and create friendly ties. It’s also a way to decide things, like the winner of the game gets an item or something like that. If I were to fight against a gambler, I would suggest playing a game if cards. It may provide enough time for me to think of a better idea, while letting my opponent indulge in their bad habit.”

Kurapika nodded slowly. “That’s interesting, I would have never thought about that.”

He took note of this, storing the information away for later.

The four played as Leorio paced. He denied them when they asked him to play. “It’s been two hours. By now most of them should have been able to find a way inside, wouldn’t you say? The only guys up there are the morons who don’t have a clue what they’re doing.”

They looked up from their game, hearing a tile moving above them. “Seems like a moron is on his way.

Someone fell to the floor, landing with a thud.

“Ugh, not you.”

(Name) also frowned when she saw you had joined them.

“Hey, Tonpa!” Gon greeted the man.

“So the gangs all here, huh!”

“Aw man, so we gotta take the path of majority rules with this jerk?” Leorio said, groaning.

(Name) stood as Tonpa put his bracelet on, pocketing her deck of cards.

“Come on, follow me!” Tonpa said as the door opened.

“Who does he think he is? He shows up last and all of a sudden he’s the leader?” Leorio huffed.

The first task was to decide on if the next door should be open, with 5 saying yes, and 1 saying no.

Obviously, Tonpa was the one who said no.

(Name) walked in, ignoring Leorio’s yelling.

———————

Kurapika and (Name) stuck close together, Tonpa noticing this. They went through several doors before they ended up in a large room, being unable to cross over the path. There was a flat, tiles surface in the middle of the room, and looking down, they couldn’t see the bottom.

‘Guess trying to jump across is out of the question.’

(Name) thought, peeking over the edge.

“The exam committee has enlisted us to be a part of the applicant testing process. This is where the six of you will fight against the five of us.”

‘There’s only 5? That means one of us won’t have to fight.’ Kurapika thought.

“That guy looks pretty tough.” Gon said, (Name) nodding along.

“You see, this is why I wanted to go left back there.” Leorio stated, crossing his arms.

“There’s always a chance that route could have been even harder.”

They watched the muscular man. “Matches are one on one. You can’t fight more than once. It doesn’t matter who fights when, you’re on the path of majority rules. Which means in order to continue, you have to win at least 3 out of 5. Fight anyway you want. There will be no draws. To be declared the winner, your opponent must admit defeat.”

(Name) leaned against the wall, thinking about how she’d fight. ‘Mmm, I don’t really wanna hurt anyone…’

“It’s time to decide whether or not you accept this challenge. If you do, press O. If you do not, press X.”

(Name) sighed as Leorio made sure Tonpa wouldn’t press X again. ‘I wonder if I could to a flip before falling all the way down…’ she thought, before pressing O.

“How are we gonna decide who goes first?” Gon asked. (Name) hummed, pulling out her dagger.

“I can,” she said, putting the handle between her teeth as she put a headband on to prevent any hair from getting in her face. Gon shook his head.

“I’ll go first.”

“No, I think it should be me.” Kurapika said, pulling the blade from her mouth. “He’s obviously the type of fighter that relies on his physical strength. In hand to hand combat, you two would be at a disadvantage.”

He wiped the handle and returned it to her. “Wait a minute, you’re not that much bigger than Gon.” Leorio reminded him.

“That’s true, but I have a weapon.”

“So do I…” (Name) mumbled, twirling her dagger in her hand. Kurapika frowned, wanting to scold her but unable to.

“But if he takes it away from you, you’re a goner.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying you want to go?”

Leorio frowned, glancing at the muscular man. (Name) stood. “If you two are done, I’m ready to-“

Killua stepped forward, cutting her off. “Well, if you guys are scared, I’ll go.”

“Hold on, I’ll go.”

Tonpa held his arm out, looking to the man on the other side. “There are no rules to these matches, right? Which means anything could happen. Who knows, he may set a trap for us. Sure he looks big and strong, but we can’t say for sure how he’s gonna try to beat us. Trust me, the most important thing here isn’t physical strength, it’s the ability to react to whatever they might throw at you. Allow me to go out and test the water for you guys.”

(Name) stopped paying attention, moving closer into the room and sitting down on the rocky ground.

Tonpa and the man entered the ring, the man suggesting they make it a fight to the death.

Killua walked over to (Name) and sat across from her. “Why are you just sitting over here? Aren’t you interested in the fight?”

She shrugged. “Not really. I may not like Tonpa, but I’m not exactly excited to see him get his ass beat.”

Killua nodded at this. “I see. So you don’t like fighting?”

“Not necessarily. I’ll fight or watch a fight if I have to, but fighting when it’s not in defense of myself or a friend is hard to get behind. Though I guess it’s unavoidable now. If I want to become a hunter, I’ll need to be able to fight for other reasons as well.”

‘So she doesn’t fight unless it’s necessary? Is it because she’s weak, or because she dislikes it?’

He seemed deep in thought when he felt something hit his shoulder. Killua glanced down to see a small piece of candy.

“Here, Menchi gave me some to refill my bag. Apparently they’re gourmet candy!”

Killua nodded slowly, confused. “Why are you giving this to me?”

“I dunno. I like sharing with friends.”

He stood up and walked away, opening the wrapper to the candy and tossing it into his mouth before returning to watch Tonpa’s fight.

Tonpa’s fight didn’t take long, the man admitting defeat before the man could strike him.

“Did he just surrender?”

“Unbelievable.”

(Name) blinked, looking up at Kurapika. “Did he seriously just give up?”

Tonpa went on a whole speech about how blah blah he’s a rookie crusher blah blah he’s a coward. (Name) didn’t pay much attention, only listening when she saw Kurapika tense up beside her.

“You’re despicable.”

“Damn you. I won’t forget this. We are gonna get out of this tower, and then I’m going to beat you senseless.”

“Old man, you’re nothing but a pest. And the only good pest, is a dead one.”

Killua began walking towards Tonpa, (Name) stepping closer to Kurapika. She gently patted his back, the blonde giving her a smile in return.

“Hey, wait, you can’t do that! You need a fifth person!” Tonpa began backing away.

“See if I care.”

Kurapika pushed (Name) back a little, his eyes trained on Killua.

“He’s right! Listen guys, Tonpa’s actually got a point. With 5 against 1, we can still win! So there’s to be angry about. Right, Kurapika? What do you say?”

The blonde nodded. “I guess it makes sense.”

“Come on, you can’t be serious!” Leorio groaned.

“Hm. You owe your life to Gon, you know.” Killua said, walking back to stand by Gon.

—————————

“They’re sending out their next fighter, who should we send?”

Gon ran forward. “Hey, I’m going next.”

“You sure you’ll be okay?”

“Come on, I’ll be okay Killua, don’t worry!”

(Name) made a distressed noise, watching him run along the path with a frown. “Please be careful, sweetheart!”

He waved at her. “I will!”

‘Sweetheart?’ The others thought, glancing at (Name).

“Will you be okay, Gon?” Kurapika asked, standing near (Name).

“Yeah, actually this guy seems like he’s pretty normal. He doesn’t look scary or anything!”

(Name) crossed her arms. “You shouldn’t underestimate him, Gon.”

“Compared to the first guy he’s not really that intimidating.”

“Hmm, something about him gives me the heebie-jeebies.”

(Name) sat at the edge of the platform, Leorio giving her a confused look. “(Name), you shouldn’t sit so close to the edge. It’s dangerous.”

She looked back at him, the look in her eyes causing him to rush forward and pull her back from the edge roughly.

“Leorio, what are you doing?” Kurapika asked, stepping closer to the pair.

“I…”

He let go of (Name)’s arm, the look in her eyes that had been there a moment before gone. “Hmm?”

She tilted her head at him, Kurapika giving Leorio a confused look before helping her up.

‘That look in her eye… it must have been my imagination, but for a second, I thought she was going to…’

He shook the thought from her head. ‘No, that’s stupid. Why would she even think of that?’

“Sorry, (Name). I just didn’t want you to fall.”

She shook her head. “No, don’t apologize. Thank you for worrying about me.”

Leorio nodded. “No problem.”

He still felt uneasy, making sure she was farther away from the edge.

Kurapika explained that their opponents were long term convicts. (Name) watched as the convict pulled out two candles, one longer and one shorter.

“Once again majority rules. O for the longer candle, X for the shorter one.”

(Name) glanced between Kurapika and Leorio as they argued the choice. “Gon, go ahead and pick one, we’ll back your decision whatever it will be. I’m willing to bet that in this case, your natural instincts are better than our logic.”

“I agree.”

Gon smiled. “I choose the longer one!”

(Name) giggled. “Hehe, good choice, Gon.”

The two lit their candles, and stood at opposite sides of the ring.

Suddenly, the flame grew large, causing the candle to melt much faster.

(Name) gasped, watching as Gon placed his cancel on the ground and rushed forward to blow out the other persons candle.

“Alright, now it’s my turn to go.”

Kurapika walked forward, (Name) grabbing his sleeve when his opponent revealed himself. “Be careful, Pika.”

For just a moment, Kurapika paused. ‘Pika?’

He’d ask her about that later, now he needed to focus on the task at hand. Kurapika nodded before joining his opponent in the ring.

“I’ve got 19 kills so far, but I don’t really the sound of odd numbers and it’s been bugging me for a while. Now the times come, and I can make it an even 20.”

(Name) and Leorio tended to Gon’s burned finger. They weren’t too bad, only needing a bit of aloe. She glanced up just in time to see Kurapika remove his Tabard and white shirt, revealing a gray sleeveless undershirt.

“Shall we get started?”

Her face heated up. She already knew he was handsome, but seeing him like this had her flustered. “Get him, Pika!”

The blondes lip twitched up into a half smile before he focused on his fight.

The fight began, the man punching a hole into the ground. As he turned, the man revealed a spider tattoo.

“It’s proof that he’s a member of the phantom troupe!” Leorio yelled out, obviously worried for his friend.

“Aren’t they the ones that killed all of Kurapika’s friends and family?”

(Name) held onto her shirt, heart racing. “Pika…”

‘He must be experiencing such rage and sorrow right now. I hope he gives that bastard what he deserves.’

“What’s the matter, you too terrified to speak?”

(Name) was having trouble paying attention to the mans monologue.

“He’s not scared, he’s angry!”

Kurapika stood up, eyes gone red yet again. (Name) watched as Kurapika easily defeated the man.

“Remember these three things. Number one, if you really were a member of the Phantom Troupe, your tattoo would include your member number, which it doesn’t. Number two, they wouldn’t bother to keep track of the people they’ve already murdered. Three, don’t ever speak of the Phantom Troupe again, because if you do…”

He picked up his tabard. “I’ll have to kill you.”

Kurapika walked back, brushing off the front of his tabard.

“Are you alright?” Leorio asked.

“Yeah, I’m uninjured.”

“I mean, is it okay for us to be around you right now?”

“He really wasn’t much of a fighter, I could tell that right from the start just from looking at him.”

(Name) began rummaging through her bag as they teased Leorio for not realizing the man was bluffing.

“And not only that, his tattoo was a fake. But as soon as I saw that spider, everything turned red. You know, to tell you the truth even when I see an ordinary spider my rage builds up and I lose control.”

He sat down near the back, pulling his knees to his chest. “Huh. I suppose it just proves my desire for vengeance hasn’t faded away quite yet. I should be thankful for that.”

(Name) sat next to him, sighing softly. “You alright?”

He didn’t answer, only leaning his head against her shoulder.

“Alright, time to wrap this up.” Leorio said, cracking his knuckles. “Hey, get that piece of garbage out of the way so we can continue.”

“We can’t do that, the last match still hasn’t finished.”

“What are you talking about?”

Kurapika had only knocked them out, meaning the match wasn’t over. It was a death match over all, and the man wasn’t dead.

“Hey, Kurapika, go over there and finish that guy off so we can get through this thing.”

“I won’t. This match is over for me.”

“Yeah, but y-“

“When I was out there I allowed myself to attack an opponent who had already lost the will to fight. I refuse to kill someone that has already been defeated.”

Leorio groaned. “But you’ve got to do something!”

“I’ll leave it to him. When he regains consciousness, he’ll choose his own fate. I’ll do absolutely nothing until that time.”

Leorio was about to complain, but Killua stepped forward.

“Hey I can kill him for you, I don’t mind. You’ve never killed anyone before, have you? You scared to?”

(Name) glanced between the two, sensing a change in the mood.

“I’ve never thought about whether or not I was scared to kill someone. Anyway, this match is one on one, you can’t get involved.”

“It’s up to you, but it’s not what’s best for the team, is it?”

(Name) knew Kurapika wouldn’t be changing his mind, so she just soothing rubbed his arm, letting Leorio yell.

He attempted to get them to use majority rules, but she ignored him. Right now she was focused on softly soothing Kurapika, who was obviously upset by the mention of the Phantom Troupe

“You don’t have to do anything that would make you uncomfortable, Pika. We’ll wait.”

He nodded, resting against her shoulder again. “Thank you…”

‘She used that name again. I’m too tired to ask her about it now…’

“Leorio, give it a rest.” (Name) said after a while. “He’s not doing it, and I won’t let you make him.”

Leorio huffed and walked away, sitting in the very back.

“You know, I think your tabard is pretty. Is it traditional clothing for the Kurta?” (Name) asked. Kurapika nodded, glancing at her.

“Yes, why do ask?”

She smiled, pushing some of his blonde locks out of his face and behind his ear. “I was curious. The person who made it must have been quite talented.”

Kurapika’s cheeks turned pink. “Actually, I was the one who made this. My… my mother taught me when I was a child. She was a talented seamstress.”

(Name) beamed. “Really? Oh, that’s wonderful! I bet she would be proud to see how far you’ve come, with your sewing, and just in general.”

Kurapika looked at her, his eyes red, but this time they were softer, not the violent shade of scarlet she’d seen before. ‘Huh, maybe the shade is different depending on the emotion.’

“That’s… very kind of you to say. I think she would have liked you.”

“Really? I’m honored.”

He was feeling better, the anger he’d felt simmering down enough that he could smile. Right now, (Name) couldn’t stop staring into his eyes.

Kuraoika blinked. “Sorry, I hope I didn’t scare you.”

“Scare me? Why would you scare me?”

He sighed. “My eyes… they aren’t normal. When I’m angry, or feel strong emotion they turn red. Some people fear them, some covet them.”

(Name) shook her head. “I certainly don’t fear them. You eyes are beautiful.”

Kurapika seemed a little uneasy with her response, but with one look at her sweet smile he knew she wasn’t the type to try and harm him for his eyes.

“They’re… they’re warm. That’s the only way I can describe them. When your eyes are staring at me, I feel… warm.”

Kurapika felt his heart begin to race again. “Warm? I don’t understand.”

She hummed, curling a finger at her chin. “Hmm… it’s like being covered up with a blanket on a cold night, being tucked into bed by someone who loves you. Not cold, not hot, but… warm.”

He stared at her with half lidded eyes, tears threatening to spill. “Do you really mean that?”

“Mhm. I could look at your eyes forever.”

She truly was a kind girl. With little no to effort, and with nothing to gain, she’d made Kurapika’s day a little better. The burden he carried, of everyone he knew fearing his scarlet eyes became a little less heavy.

“You don’t know how much that means to me, (Name).”

She didn’t respond, only patting his head.

The two spent the next few hours resting, (Name) occasionally offering the group some water or a snack. Kurapika stayed near her the entire time, and if she didn’t know any better, she’d say he was being a little clingy.

—————————

Leorio stood, joining Gon and Killua.

“Listen up, I’m going to go out there to check and see if that guy is already dead. If he is, then this match is over.”

“It’s like I said before, he’s not dead, he’s unconscious.”

“Yeah, but it’s already been a few hours. Do you expect us to stand here and take your word for it?”

(Name) stood up, Kurapika immediately moving to follow her.

“Alright then, let’s bet on it. Is Majitani alive, or is he dead, place your bet.”

(Name) stared at her bag as they continued talking, her eyes narrowing.

They were betting time.

She sighed as they began fighting amongst each other again. “Gon’s right, you know. All this fighting is just playing right into their hands.”

“Ugh, you’ve got a point.”

Leorio let go of Tonpa.

“So, what are you going to do? You have to decide whether or not you’re going to accept the challenge.”

Leorio thought for a moment. “Yeah, yeah I know. HEY! I accept your challenge.”

“Alright. I’m gonna go ahead and make the first bet. It’s up to you to decide how many hours you decide to wager.”

Leorio sighed. “Ten hours says that he’s alive.”

“Really? Just a minute ago weren’t you thinking that he was already dead?” Gon asked with a tilt of his head.

“You’re playing it safe, aren’t you?”

“You bet I am.”

The man laughed. “Alright, let’s go see if he’s dead or not. Hey, girl.”

(Name) blinked, pointing at herself. “Uh, yeah?”

“You come with him.”

She stared at the man in confusion, glancing at Kuraoika. He held onto her arm. “Why does she have to go? That makes no sense.”

The man grinned. “Two against two. I’m being nice and letting two of you enter the ring, since it will be two of us convicts present as well.”

Kurapika frowned. “Why her, though?”

He shrugged. “Picked at random.”

(Name) patted Kurapika’s shoulder. “It’s fine, I’ll go. After all, I don’t feel good having Leorio go alone.”

The blonde could only watch as she followed Leorio into the ring.

She stood by Leorio’s side as he felt for a pulse, watching the man while Leorio was distracted.

“He does have a pulse.”

“See, I told you so. He was just unconscious.”

(Name) hummed. “He’s alive you guys!”

“I’m all done here. He’s obviously not dead yet.”

“Okay, I guess that means it’s your turn then. What are you going to bet on this time?”

Before Leorio could speak, (Name) opened her backpack and pulled out her dagger.

“Why don’t we up the stakes a little?”

Kurapika felt Gon pull him back. He hadn’t even noticed he’d begun to walk forward.

“What do you mean by that, girlie?”

She placed the blade at her own neck, staring into the man’s eyes. “Instead of betting time, I’ll bet my own life.”

This time, Kurapika rushed forward, yelling from the edge of the platform. “WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!?”

Leorio attempted to reason with her, but she only pressed the knife against her throat tighter when he approached, causing him to pause. A thin trickle of blood ran down the front of her shirt.

Kurapika’s eyes were shining red again, Killua anxiously clenching his fist.

‘What’s wrong with this girl, is she crazy!?’

“If I die, that means we lose anyways. All of the time will be yours, meaning your life sentences will be reduced by 72 hours. Isn’t that what you want?”

The man laughed. “You’ve got one scary look in your eyes, girlie. Alright, I accept your offer. Just be ready to kill yourself if you’re wrong.”

She relaxed, keeping the blade at her throat, but releasing some of the pressure.

“I’ll put 20 hours on the line that he really is unconscious. So tell me, how are you going to prove which one of us wins?”

She glanced at Leorio, who nodded.

“That won’t be hard. I happen to know a very effective way to find out.”

Leorio picked up the man and held him over the edge.

“I’ll drop him over the edge, and if he really is unconscious, he’ll drop like a stone and that will be it.”

“What are you two insane or something? Majitani hasn’t even finished his own match yet. How can you seriously expect me to agree to this?”

Leorio squeezed Majitani’s shoulder. “Let me make this easy for you. If he screams as he falls, we’ll give you the match between you and Kurapika, which gives you two points in total. Now will you agree to do it?”

(Name) waited patiently, risking a glance at her friends. Kurapika was staring at her with those red eyes again, yet this time he looked… scared? Anxious? She couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She felt a little bad, but this was the best way to get the convict to agree.

After all, she didn’t mind risking her life if it meant helping her friends.

“Hold it, alright I agree to your position. But I’m changing my bet. I’m now going to wager all 40 hours over him regaining consciousness after you drop him over the side.”

“Huh, it took a while but you finally revealed your position with that bet. Oh well, looks like I don’t have a choice. Away he goes.”

Majitani gasped, holding onto Leorio’s hand. “Agh, wait please don’t let go! I’m awake!”

He sprinted away, muttering as he hid on his side of the room. (Name) sighed, placing her dagger back in her bag. She sent Kurapika a smile.

“See, I told you I wouldn’t make you do anything that made you uncomfortable.”

Leorio pinched her cheek. “Go ahead and stick to your principles, Kurapika. I’ll handle the rest.”

Kurapika smiled. “(Name), Leorio…”

“Alright, who’s next?”

(Name) began to raise her hand, but Leorio shot her a look. “Go back, now. I’m fighting this one.”

She frowned, walking down the path to meet with the others. “Alright, but I’m fighting the next o-“

Her entire world went black, the last thing she would remembering being a sharp pain in her neck.

“Stupid girl. If you fight, you’re going to get yourself killed.”

Killua hoisted her over his shoulder and handed her off to Kurapika when he got. “Here, you can take care of her.”

Kurapika pulled (Name) into his arms, sitting down so her head could rest in his lap. “Killua, you do that again and-“

Killua rolled his eyes. “Did you see what she did out there? She’s reckless, you should be thanking me. I don’t think she would have taken no for an answer next round.”

Kurapika knew he was right, but seeing the red mark on her neck where Killua knocked her out made his stomach churn. “… I understand that, but…”

Gon crouched down, patting Kurapika’s shoulder. “It’s alright Kurapika. She’ll be okay, and Killua is right. We shouldn’t underestimate (Name). She’s determined to pass this phase!”

Killua watched her from the corner of his eye. ‘That’s not quite right. She’s determined, but I don’t think it’s to pass the Hunter Exam.’

He sighed. ‘I don’t care either way.’

But even as he thought that, he continued to watch her, frowning slightly when he caught sight of the red marks on her neck. One from him, and one from herself.

———————

(Name) groaned going to rub her neck, only to feel bandages. She shot up, being greeted with multiple pairs of eyes on her.

“(Name), you’re awake!”

She was pulled into Kurapika’s arms, the blondes tight hold making her wince. “Pika, too tight…”

“Oh, sorry!”

He let go, and instead grabbed both of her cheeks. “What were you thinking, (Name)?! What if they won their bet? Are you really ready to sacrifice your life?”

“If it means none of you will die, yeah.”

The room went quiet. Every single person was staring at her, even Tonpa.

“(Name), you can’t be serious. You’ve just met us.” Killua said, his eyes narrowing.

“But you’re all my friends, and have goals and aspirations I want to help you complete. I…”

She shook her head, seemingly stopping herself from sharing too much. “Im not stupid. I wouldn’t put my life on the line for no reason.”

Leorio scowled. “Care to share your reasoning?”

(Name) smoothed out her top, seeing that the bloodstain had faded a bit. ‘Did they try and clean it?’ She thought with a faint smile.

“Like Leorio, I knew that man was awake.”

Kurapika’s eyes widened. “Wait, how?”

She smiled. “I told you I dropped out of med school, right? Anyone training to be a doctor knows the differences between someone that’s sleeping and someone that’s awake.”

“Maybe so, but that doesn’t explain why you bet your life on it. There was no need.”

(Name) sighed. “But there was. Leorio, just from your face I could tell you were planning to do something risky to prove he was conscious. To take some of the heat off of you, I used my life as both an incentive and a distraction. Therefore his mind would be clouded with both the possibility of receiving the full 72 hours, and getting to see a woman kill herself in front of him. He looked like he would enjoy that.”

Kurapika was surprised. Her plan wasn’t just a spur of the moment thing, it was thought out and calculated. “That’s-“

“That’s stupid! I don’t care what reason you say, you doing that was not only stupid, but an unnecessary risk. Your life is worth far more than this damn exam! If it’s between me failing and you dying, I’d fail!”

Leorio seemed genuinely upset, his eyebrows furrowed. (Name) looked down to the ground, fiddling with her cardigan. “… sorry, Leorio. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

He huffed, approaching the girl until he was right in front of her. She stared at his legs for a moment, before she felt his arms wrap around her.

He sighed, resting his chin on the top of her head. “Just don’t do anything like that again…”

She didn’t respond, instead wrapping her arms around him and patting his back.

Once she was let go, (Name) got a good look at her surroundings. “Wait… where are we?”

They weren’t in the same place they’d been before, now in a small room. “Oh… well…”

It was Leorio’s turn to fiddle with his thumbs, looking away from the girl. (Name) looked to Kurapika for an explanation.

“We lost most of our time during Leorio’s round. Because of that, we have to stay in this room for a few days.”

(Name) stood, suddenly panicked. “In here, for days? Is there a bathroom!?”

They nodded, and she relaxed. “Oh, okay. Got me worried there for a second.”

She stretched out on the couch, lying on her tummy. “So… how long was I asleep?”

Kurapika hummed. “About twoish hours. Not long.”

“Long enough for Leorio to start pacing around acting all worried.” Killua stated with a snicker.

The tall man huffed, plopping down on the other couch.

A few hours passed by before (Name) stood, groaning. “Well, now I’m bored. Let’s see what they’ve got in here…”

“We already looked, there wasn’t anything interesting. Just some board games and some yarn or something…”

(Name) gasped. “Yarn? Are there needles?”

Killua raised an eyebrow. “… yes?”

“Oh hell yes. My grandma training is finally useful to me.”

‘Grandma training? What the hell does that mean?’ Killua thought as he watched her crawl over to the half opened drawer.

“Hmm…”

Kurapika turned his head when he heard the sound of humming. (Name) was knitting, tongue out in concentration. ‘Cute.’

“What are you doing, (Name)?”

He scooted towards her, peeking over her shoulder. “Oh, I’m knitting! Not sure how much I’ll get done by the time we leave, but…”

She showed him what she’d gotten done so far. “Oh wow, you work fast. What are you planning to make?”

She poked out her lip in thought. “Hmm… maybe a scarf? It’s kind of cold, although I was expecting that because it’s January…”

Kurapika tilted his head. “You’re cold?”

“A little. But my cardigan keeps me pretty warm!”

She went back to work, Kurapika fascinated by the way her hands moved to knit smoothly. “Do you…”

He scooted closer, sitting next to her. “Do you think you could teach me a little? Just the basics of course.”

(Name) smiled, pausing her work. “Of course! But I have a favor to ask of you in return.”

“Oh? And what is that?”

She set down her needles, shaking her hands to ease the ache. “Could you teach me more about the Kurta? I know very little about them, and I’m very interested.”

This took Kurapika aback. Although many people had more than one question to ask him about the scarlet eyes, not many were interested in his people. They wanted to know about their eyes, not them.

“Oh… yes, I would be happy to teach you. I could start out with telling you a few words in my language.”

“Really?”

His heart began to race. She looked excited, leaning forward, a bit too close to his face for comfort. “Y-yes. It would be a pleasure.”

They stared at each other, inches apart. For a moment, he caught himself looking at her lips, considering closing the distance and-

“Can you teach me some cuss words too?”

Kurapika internally groaned, turning to see Killua hovering around him. “That would be a disservice to my people.”

“Come on, just a few. I wanna make people wonder what I’m saying when I yell at them in a video game.”

He gestured over to the screen Gon was sat in front of, some first person shooter game pulled up.

“(Name), what’s a-“

Killua covered his mouth. “If someone called you it over the game, don’t say it out loud. At least not in front of the others.” he whispered.

Gon nodded slowly. “Okay, I won’t say twink in front of the others.”

(Name) held a hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh. “They… called you a twink?”

Leorio did nothing to hide his laughter. “Holy shit, they must of sensed Kurapika nearby!”

‘I don’t even want to know what twink means.’ Kurapika thought, crossing his arms over his chest.

“What’s a twink-“

(Name) spoke up. “Anyways…”

She began knitting again, showing Kurapika the basics. Much to her annoyance, he caught on quicker than she ever could. ‘It took me weeks to get that right…’

But she couldn’t stay mad when he proudly held up the work he did, smiling at her. “Look, I did it!”

“You did, it looks nice! A perfect little square!”

He seemed to beam under her praise, allowing her to pat his head. Her touch always felt nice, especially when it was after he’d done something to earn a smile from her.

A few more hours passed by, the group settling down onto the couches. The two boys curled up near (Name), Gon lying his head in her lap. Kurapika was a little disappointed they wouldn’t be sleeping near each other this time, but couldn’t deny how sweet the scene in front of him was.

(Name) slowly ran her fingers through the young boy’s hair, only pausing when she noticed him shiver.

Kurapika watched from the corner of his eye as she shed her thick cardigan, draping it over the two boys. He could see her rub her arms slightly before resting against the couch.

‘Didn’t she say she was cold earlier?’

She drifted off to sleep, and once her chest began to rise and fall softly, he tiptoed over.

‘You’re too nice, (Name).’

He pulled off his tabard and draped it over her, making sure her bare arms were covered before he sat on the opposite side of her and pulled her in close.

‘I may not be that warm, but…’

He glanced around the room before he planted a kiss on the top of her head. ‘Hopefully I can keep you a little warm…’

Kuraoika fell asleep soon after, his head leaned against her’s. Unbeknownst to him, Killua watched this interaction.

‘I don’t understand… neither of them have nothing to gain. Why did she…’

He sighed, snuggling into the warm cardigan. ‘Whatever. It’s not like it matters.’

But he found himself feeling comforted by the soft fabric, able to sleep much faster than he usually would.

———————

(Name) woke up to the sound of Killua groaning. “Damn it, we lost again. Gon, you suck.”

Although barely conscious, she yelled out. “Hey, don’t be mean Killua. Gon’s just…”

She began to fall back asleep, startling awake again when Kurapika shifted next to her. “Gon’s just silly.”

Kurapika hummed in his sleep, pulling her closer to him. “Mmm, (Name)…”

She felt her face heat up as snuggled into the crook of her neck. “P-Pika!”

His eyes slowly blinked open. “Hmm?”

It took him a moment to realize what he’d been doing.

The blonde jumped back, mouth dropped open in both shock and embarrassment. “Oh- I didn’t mean-“

“And you said I was the pervert.”

Kurapika was still processing that he’d just been nuzzling into her neck moments before, cheeks slowly catching fire. “I’m so sorry, (Name). That won’t happen again.”

“No, it’s alright. You just surprised me is all.”

She reached out and grabbed his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Leorio huffed.

“You snuggle up to her like some creepy old man and it’s fine, but I want to lay on her lap and all of a sudden there’s a problem.”

Kuraoika threw a pillow at the man. “The difference is, I was asleep, and you’re a pervert!”

“Well seems like you were saying her name in your sleep. It’s not looking good for you, Buddy.” Tonpa said, butting in.

“Shut up!” the two said in unison.

(Name) stood between the two. “Okay, break it up ladies you’re both pretty. Now why don’t you two sit down and I’ll make some breakfast?”

Leorio grumbled, but did as he was told. Kurapika followed her to the small kitchenette. “You’re going to cook something?”

He remembered trying some of her leftovers during the second phase, and was excited to eat her cooking again.

“Yeah! They provided us a fridge and small kitchen, why not use it?”

Kurapika watched as she began cooking, his observant eyes following her every move. He noted exactly when she flipped the pancakes, how she cracked the eggs, and what she used to stir the bacon.

“How do you know where it’s time to flip the pancakes?” Kurapika asked, ever the curious one.

“Well when the edges start to bubble up, I know it’s time to-“

She picked up her spatula and flipped it. “To flip them!”

He marveled at this, (Name) noticing he was staring at her spatula. “Pika, do you want to try?”

“Oh, if that’s alright with you.”

He took over pancake flipping duty, getting the hang of it almost immediately. If (Name) wasn’t busy preparing the eggs and bacon, she may have been a little pouty.

Gon poked his head into the kitchenette, smiling. “(Name), is it almost ready? It smells so good!”

She nodded, crouching down to offer him a piece of bacon. “Here, half this and share with Killua.”

He gasped and ran out. “Killua, look!”

A moment later, Leorio poked his head into the kitchen. “Hey, where’s my bacon??”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Are you so childish that you can’t wait another 10 minutes?”

(Name) elbowed the blonde. “Hey, be nice. I happen to like Leorio’s enthusiasm for my cooking.”

She handed him a piece of bacon, smiling. “Here you go, careful sweetheart, it’s hot.”

“Sweetheart?” they said in unison, one blushing, one pouting.

“Oh, sorry, sometimes I forget not everyone is used to pet names. Where I’m from, we use them a lot. Nicknames too.”

“Oh, is that why you’ve been calling me Pika?”

(Name)’s face heated up, the girl turning back to the stove. “Kind of!”

“Kind of? Is there another reason?”

Kurapika tilted his head. (Name) glanced at him, biting her lip.

“Well… I thought it was cute. Like you.”

Kurapika felt his face get hot. “Cute? Do you really think I’m cute?”

(Name) nodded, avoiding his eyes. “Yeah, really cute.”

Leorio groaned. “Gross. If you two are going to flirt don’t do it in front of my breakfast.”

(Name) squeaked, nearly dropping her spoon. “We’re not flirting!”

If her face got any hotter, she feared she might pass out.

“Sure, and my name isn’t Leorio. Just do it after you’re done cooking.”

Kurapika huffed, shooing the tall man out of the kitchen.

“Sorry he’s such an…”

“Asshole?”

“Yes, that.”

The two were left in an awkward silence, Kurapika occasionally glancing her way. She was obviously flustered, and Kurapika cursed Leorio for making things awkward. They had been having fun before.

‘I hope I haven’t been making her uncomfortable…’

(Name) returned one of his looks, giving him a shy smile. “I think it’s ready. Could you go tell everyone to come make their plates?”

The group came rushing in shortly after, (Name) nearly being knocked over by Tonpa.

She grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and yanked it back. “Hey, back of the line. Kids eat first, and you’re at least pushing 60.”

He grumbled something under his breath, quieting down when Kurapika shot him a look. “Choose your words carefully, Tonpa.”

Killua and Gon held out their plates, (Name) giving them their food with a smile. “I also cut up some fruit, if you want some the bowl is in the fridge.”

Gon beamed, opening the fridge and taking the bowl with him.

‘I meant for him to take a little, but I guess that’s my fault for not specifying.’ she thought, watching Gon shove his hand into the bowl and throw a handful of fruit into his mouth.

Once everyone’s plates were made, (Name) made her own. Kurapika winced, seeing one of his earlier, less pretty pancakes on her plate.

“(Name), I can make you a better one if you-“

She stopped him, placing a piece in his mouth. “Why? You made this one, I’m going to eat it.”

Even though it was lumpy and burnt at the edges, she showed no sign of disliking it. She happily ate the pancake, giving him that pretty smile of hers.

Kurapika pulled his knees to his chest, watching her eat. His eyes were soft, glowing a light red. It was hard to control the way he felt when he looked at her, his true feelings reflecting in his eyes.

“Mmm, that was delicious. Thank you, Pika.”

Kurapika didn’t respond, only leaning against her shoulder again. Right now, he felt… warm. Something warm and fuzzy settled over his entire body, the feeling intensifying every second he spent leaning against her.

“You still tired, Pika? You can sleep on my lap if you want.”

He realized that yes, he was still tired. Maybe that was why he felt so warm and fuzzy. Kurapika gave her a nod, lying down so his head was in her lap.

He relaxed when he felt her run her fingers through his hair, eyes fluttering shut. “Mmm… this is nice.”

She hummed in response, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

Leorio pouted from across the room, (Name) noticing, and curling a finger towards herself. “There’s room for you too, Leorio.”

Kurapika was too sleepy to argue, only letting a short huff.

The tall man hurried over, quickly lying his head on her other thigh. Kurapika grumbled, trying to swat him away. “Go away, Leorio…”

Leorio, who was much more conscious was able to easily dodge his groggy movements. “You go away! Stop hogging (Name)!”

Kurapika glared at him, only stopping when (Name) patted both of their heads. “Hey, no fighting. My lap, my rules.”

They both grumbled, but turned away from each other. Soon, they had both drifted back to sleep.

“Ew. (Name), say the word and I’ll pull them off of you.” Killua said, extending his claws.

(Name) held up her hands. “Woah, no need for that. Thanks for your concern, but I’m fine.”

Killua’s cheeks turned pink. “Concerned? I’m not…”

He huffed and walked away, plopping down onto a pillow next to Gon. “Killua, you’re actually really nice.”

“Shut up.”

———————

They spent a few hours asleep, before (Name) had to move to use the bathroom. “Sorry…” she muttered, trying to slip away undetected.

But going from sleeping on soft, warm thighs to the cold hard couch made both of them shoot awake.

“(Name)?”

Kurapika’s head swiveled around, looking for the girl. “She went to go use the bathroom. Jeez, clingy much?”

The blonde frowned. “Clingy? I was just worried for her.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever you say blondie.”

Killua shrugged his shoulders, Kurapika furrowing his eyebrows.

‘I’m not being clingy…’

(Name) was back soon after, wearing a sweater and pair of shorts. She stretched lightly before getting back to her knitting.

Killua watched as Kurapika sat beside her again. “Clingyyyy!”

The blonde hadn’t been noticed he’d gravitated towards her again, sending the white haired boy a look. “She’s teaching me how to knit, you brat.”

“Brat!?”

Killua jumped up to walk over, but Gon pulled him back down. “Hey, we’re going to lose!”

He grumpily continued playing, a pout on his lips. “Stupid blonde twink…”

As she taught him to knit, Kurapika quietly taught her a few words.

She struggles to pronounce them, fumbling over the word for water bottle until he started chuckling. “That’s close, but it’s a long a, not a short one.”

(Name) tried again, Kurapika having to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing. It was cute really, watching her nose scrunch up as she attempted to pronounce it correctly.

“Close enough. Good job, (Name).”

He patted her head, the girl pouting. “Close enough isn’t good enough, I want to get it right! It’s only right that I’m able to pronounce it correctly.”

Kurapika blinked, the pink returning to his cheeks. “Well, if that’s what you want, you can keep trying.”

(Name) continued until she got it right, Kurapika genuinely impressed. “You did it. Wow, I’m surprised.”

“What, you didn’t believe in me?”

She was teasing him, the blonde frowning. “I did, it’s just the Kurtan language isn’t easy to learn. It’s actually considered one of the hardest.”

This caused (Name) to sit up a little straighter. “Really?”

The corner of his lip twitched upwards into a smile. “Yes, so you being able to pronounce anything is praise worthy. Good job, (Name).”

Her face heated up and she played with the edge of her shirt. “Hehe, thank you…”

They switched information back and forth, (Name) guiding his hands to create new items through knitting, and Kurapika having her watch his lips as he pronounced a new word.

Honestly, he was having fun, more fun than he had in a long. It was nice for someone to be so interested in an integral part of him, his mother tongue.

“How do you say bread?”

Kurapika looked away from the pair of socks he’d been working on. “Bread? Um…”

He thought for a moment before stating the word. (Name) nodded, turning her gaze away from the loaf of bread to look at him.

Kurapika paused. Instead of saying the word for bread, she’d stumbled and said something else, something a lot more… intimate.

“I love you.”

His face turned completely red. She was looking right at him, her eyes staring into his and had just said she loved him in his mother tongue.

“Pika, are you alright?”

He felt like his heart was going to break out of his chest with how hard it was thumping against his ribs. In his mind, he knew it was a slip of the tongue, but his body was still heating up.

“I- you…”

(Name)’s eyebrows furrowed, confused until the realization dawned upon her. “Oh no, did I say something bad? Wait, it wasn’t something offensive was it?”

She scooted closer, leaning towards him. “I’m sorry Pika, I didn’t mean to.”

She was too close, much too close. His eyes were red again, the man able to see the reflection of scarlet in her own. “N… no, it wasn’t offensive. You haven’t upset me.”

She calmed slightly, leaning back. “Oh, then what did I say?”

Now that was something Kurapika couldn’t tell her. “It was… nothing important. Don’t worry about it.”

Killua appeared behind (Name) using her head as an armrest. “Hey, are you going to teach me some cuss words or not? I’ve got some people to piss off.”

Kurapika, who’s face was still burning hot, huffed. “Sure, say this.”

(Name) held back a giggle when Kurapika said the word for bread, making sure Killua could pronounce it correctly before he left.

“Nice save, Pika.”

He nodded, still trying to calm himself down. The exact phrase she’d used was one shared between lovers. There were multiple ways to say “I love you”, some platonic and some romantic.

And he’d never been told “I love you” like that before.

————————

The time was ticking down, with only an hour left. Although she enjoyed the time she spent with them, (Name) was ready for some fresh air.

The group stood at the door, all feeling relieved when they opened.

“Let’s move.”

They ran through hallways, (Name) feeling herself being thrown over someone’s shoulder.

By how high up she was, she assumed it was Leorio.

They were being chased(?) by a rock Indiana Jones style.

“Why do I have to be carried?”

“Too slow!” they all said in unison.

“Okay rude.”

The next trap had them crawling under lasers, (Name) having to move very slow.

“Hurry up, (Name).”

“Shut up, my butt is bigger than yours and I don’t want it being lasered off!”

After she was done, she had everyone turn around so she could change her now singed pants.

She was glad she’d choses a pair of shorts when they had to climb up between two walls. “Well at least the view is nice.” Leorio said from under her.

She considered kicking him, but fortunately she cared a bit too much to do that. “You’re lucky I’m nice.”

Kurapika pulled her up when she got closer to the top, ignoring Leorio’s plea for help.

After hours of work, they reached one of the last doors. (Name) ignored Tonpa and Leorio’s bickering, walking into the room.

‘This is either some kinky sex dungeon or a torture room. Shit, maybe both.’

“Applicants attention please. You’ve come to the first fork upon the path of majority rules. Your long journey to journey to the bottom of trick tower is almost at an end. First, you must cast one final vote. There are two doors in front of you. The door with the O will lead all of you on a long dangerous path to the bottom. The door with the X will lead to a path that is short and easy. Only four of you are allowed to take it. If the majority chooses X, the door will not open until two of you have been handcuffed to the wall with the chains provided. Those two applicants will have to stay that way until time has run out.”

They all looked to the O door.

“By the way, I should inform you that the path behind the O door would take at least 45 hours to complete. Where as the path behind the X door will get you to the bottom in 3 minutes. So will you vote X or O? Let the majority rule!”

(Name) tilted her head, glancing at the X door.

“Not an easy decision.”

Kurapika blinked. “Leorio?”

“I’m gonna be honest with you guys. I’m going to choose the shorter path, the X door, and I’m not getting chained to a wall either. I’m going to be one of the four to leave this room, no matter what it takes.”

He walked towards one of the walls, containing various weapons. “Looks like the examiner thought of everything. There are weapons here to suit the fighting style of just about anyone in the world. Guess it’s their way of telling us we have to fight to decide who gets to move on.”

“Well I’m pressing the O button.”

(Name) glanced back to see Gon. “We came this far together, and I think we should stick together right until the end. I know we’ve only got a small chance of making it, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take.”

(Name) and Kurapika smiled at the boy.

“Get serious, we have less than one hour left now, we don’t have any choice. We gotta take the shorter path, the only question left is how we decide who gets to go. I don’t have any intention of giving up yet, so unless someone stays behind we’re going to have to fight each other.”

(Name) stopped paying attention to the situation, walking over to the chains as they talked. She lifted one of the chains, studying them as Tonpa egged Leorio on.

“I’ll stay behind.”

“No!” Her four friends yelled in unison.

Kuraoika pulled her away before she could chain herself up. “I’m going to choose O. Like Gon said, there might be another way out of this we haven’t thought of yet.”

(Name) pouted. “Don’t I get a say in any of this?”

Kurapika pinched her cheek. “No, you don’t.”

She folded her arms and sat in a corner as they rest of the group argued over what they’d do. She was sure she heard someone swing an axe and hit the wall close to her, but out of pure spite she ignored them.

‘Stupid men and their chivalry…’

“Hey, wait! Look at this!”

(Name) continued to pout as Gon pointed out that the could be damaged. “Hey, (Name), pick O!”

She squinted her eyes, but listened to Gon.

“Is she going to help us?”

“No, she’s busy pouting.”

At that, she stood and ran over, biking Leorio over the head. “I was not pouting!”

(Name) picked up a weapon and began helping them break through the wall to the X door, only stopping when Kurapika put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s our turn. Go rest.”

“Hmph.”

She walked past him and Leorio, opening her bag and only allowing herself to hide out in pain due to her blistered hands when no one was paying attention. ‘Shit, that hurts. Gonna need to wrap these up…’

Just in time, the group arrived at the bottom of the tower. (Name) flew through the air, only being held down by Kurapika.

Once they disembarked from the makeshift car thing, (Name) collapsed onto the ground.

“(Name), are you alright?”

“Floor time. Need some floor time.”

Kurapika and Leorio shared a look, but they let her be.

“Okay, everyone give me your hands.”

She began spritzing them with sanitizer spray, giving Gon a little extra. “Gon, you’re a great kid but you need to wash your hands more.”

He scratches the back of his head sheepishly. “Yeah, sorry.”

After stretching a bit she stood, shouldering her backpack. “Let’s just hope Hisoka died- oh wait there he is. Can’t have shit during the Hunter Exam.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. ‘I guess even she has people she dislikes.’

(Name) and Kurapika stood next to each other as the doors to the outside world opened. “Ahh, natural sunlight!”

She shielded her eyes. Kurapika chuckled and helped lead her outside.

“I’d like to congratulate you all for escaping Trick Tower. Your ride to the next Phase is here!”

(Name) leaned against Kurapika’s shoulder as an airship appeared. “Guess that’s our ride”

————————

It didn’t take long to reach their destination, the group of five watching from the airship.

“Hmm, do you think we’ll get to swim?” (Name) asked, staring down at the vast ship graveyard.

“Probably. Do you enjoy swimming?”

She nodded. “Yes!”

They landed shortly after, (Name) running off of the airship and inhaling the salty air. “Mmm, it’s been forever since I’ve seen the ocean!”

She twirled around, stretching out her legs. Kurapika smiled fondly, following after her. “I guess this must be the test sight for the fourth phase.”

“I wonder what it will be?”

(Name) shrugged at Gon’s question. “Maybe a swimming contest?”

“Hello applicants! We are your hosts! Welcome to our hotel.”

An elderly couple stood before them, bowing politely.

“Do you think they’re the next examiners?” Leorio asked, bent over with motion sickness.

“No, they’re not.” Killua answered.

“How do you know?”

“I just do. Isn’t that what Gon always says?”

“Whatever.”

The couple smiled, the woman speaking. “We’re so pleased that all of you could make it! I’m the manager of this hotel, and I run it with my husband.”

(Name) swayed back and forth, trying her best to pay attention but unable to. She was too excited to get in the water, peeking behind Kurapika to stare.

“The exam committee has given me a message to deliver to all of you applicants. If you’ve made it this far, congratulations on a job well done. The 4th phase will begin three days from now. Until then, please take a break and enjoy all that this island has to offer.”

(Name) sighed in relief and let her shoulders relax. “Wow a break!” Gon said. Leorio coughed.

“Aww, that’s too bad, I was kind of looking forward to getting right into the next phase.”

Kurapika smiled. “This has been pretty intense since day one, a little rest and relaxation would do us a lot of good.”

The group began walking towards the hotel, everyone happy to take a break.

“Just a minute please!”

(Name) stopped, shouldering her backpack.

“Here you have to pay in advance. 10 million Jenny per person!”

(Name) blinked. “Oh dear.”

“10 million Jenny!?” Leorio exclaimed.

“That’s what it costs?”

“Seriously?” Killua asked, after Gon.

“That’s way too expensive!”

(Name) pouted, crouching on the ground and as the group argued.

“For people in your situation, we’re more than happy to suggest an alternative method of payment. What have you got to trade? As a side business, my wife and I also run a little antique shop. There are a number of shipwrecks in the island. Many of them still have treasure on board. If you were, to say, bring something back of value to us, you could put it towards your room.”

“Are you serious?”

“The type of room we give you would depend on the value of what you find. The better the item, the better the room.”

The group began to leave, (Name) staying behind.

“(Name)? Are you coming?”

Her friends waited for her, Kuraoika being the one who asked.

“Yes, just a moment. You guys go ahead.”

The hesitantly listened to her request, leaving to go and search the shipwrecks.

(Name) turned towards the elderly couple.

“Excuse me… but I may already have something to trade.”

“Oh? Well let’s see it then.”

(Name) opened her bag, pulling out a golden brooch. The old man took it, humming. “What’s this?”

“It’s a golden brooch, a gift from my mother for graduating high school.”

The old man raised an eyebrow. “You’re trading in a gift from your mother?”

His eyes softened at her expression. It wasn’t the face of someoem giving away something precious. Her eyes were full of hurt and resentment. Obviously, the brooch had caused her a lot of pain.

“Yes. I don’t want it, at least here it can be of some use to me.”

The man glanced to his wife. “This is worth quite a lot, but not enough for a private room. Do you mind sharing with two other people?”

She shook her head. “Not at all. I would like to help my friends now. Could I get my key later?”

He nodded. “Yes. Go along now.”

The old man watched as she left. “What a kind girl. She’s not going to get a better room, but do help her friends…”

(Name) joined Kurapika and Leorio, the blonde’s face lighting up when he spotted her.

“(Name)! How did it go?”

She sighed, setting her backpack down. “Alright, I guess. I have a room at least, thought I’ll be sharing with two other people.”

“Two other people? Perhaps you should try and get a better room, (Name).” Kurapika said.

‘What if she rooms with someone dangerous?’

His face turned pink when he saw her lift up her shirt. “Well, I’m going to be diving for treasure, but only to help you guys out.”

“(N-Name), what are you-“

She placed her shirt on her back before pulling off her skirt, revealing a pair of shorts. “I’m getting ready to swim. What else would I be doing?”

He turned his head away, his entire face red. “Please tell me before you begin to undress next time.”

She pouted. “But Leorio just took off his shirt. Unfair.”

“He’s a guy!”

She rolled her eyes, stuffing her clothes into her bag. “Could you watch my bag for me, Pika? I don’t want it getting stolen.”

“Oh, yes.”

He turned back, averting his eyes before he got a good luck at her. It was a little cute, she was just in a modest sports bra and shorts, but that was enough to fluster the boy.

“Hehe, thanks. I owe you one~”

She dived into the water, leaving Kurapika standing on the ship, gripping his tabard. His eyes darted to Hanzo, who had been peeking at (Name) as she undressed.

“Keep your eyes on the treasure, Hanzo. I won’t have you leering at (Name).” Kurapika called. The ninja huffed.

“What, are you her boyfriend or something? Lay off.”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched. “I don’t have to be her boyfriend to worry about her well being. Don’t let me catch you looking at her like that again, this is your only warning.”

When she resurfaced, (Name) was holding a small treasure box. “Pika, Pika look! I found something!”

She swam over, placing it in the deck. “Oh, this chest looks very old. Nice find, (Name).”

They opened it, only to be disappointed. It was empty, besides a bunch of water that was leaking of if a hole at the bottom. “Awww…”

Kurapika smiled, patting her head. “It was a good try. Why don’t you try again? I’m going to search the ships. Gon and Killua are in the area, so go swim near them.”

She nodded, pulling him in for a hug. “Thanks, Pika!”

He yelped, his hands flying into the air. “(N-Name)! You’re…”

“Oh, sorry, forgot I was wet!”

She pulled back quickly. He’d been more concerned she was half naked, but used her being wet as an excuse. “M-Mhm, I’m going now, be safe.”

(Name) got her key and found her room. She hadn’t met back up with Kurapika, so she didn’t have her bag that contained her clothes yet. She did her best, dropping her wet clothes into the hamper and taking a shower before wrapping a towel around herself.

“I guess could ask my roommate to retrieve my bag for me… I don’t want to walk around in a towel…”

She sat on her bed, pouting, until she heard the door open.

“Hello? I heard-“

It was Kurapika standing in the doorway, staring at (Name) with wide eyes. She sighed in relieve. “Pika, thank g-“

The blonde turned away so quick that her backpack swung on his back. “Why are you naked? Don’t you know how many dangerous men are taking this exam? Your roommate could have been any one!”

“But it wasn’t anyone, it was you.”

He paused, tossing her bag to her. “Just,.. go get dressed.”

She giggled. “Alright, if you’re that opposed to me relaxing in a towel, I’ll get dressed.”

(Name) stood up, walking to the bathroom. “There’s a shower, by the way. You can take one when I’m done.”

Kurapika sat on his bed, waiting for her to get dressed. In the small amount of time they’d spent apart, he had already begun to miss her. He scolded himself for this.

‘You shouldn’t get too attached. Think of your mission, having too many attachments could jeopardize it.’

But when (Name) walked out, wearing a pair of pajama pants and tshirt, he couldn’t help smiling. “I’ll shower now.”

She paused. “Oh, do you want me to wash your clothes while you do?”

He tilted his head. “I guess so. I plan on taking a longer shower than usual, so there should be enough time…”

He thought for a moment, calculating the time it would take to both wash and dry his clothes in his head.

“Well, if they’re not dry in time, you can just borrow my clothes.”

Kurapika blinked. “Your clothes?”

“Mhm. They may be big on you, but they should work in a pinch. I have an extra pair of pajamas.”

She set the shirt and pants out for him. “Here, just in case.”

He held the clothes to his chest, cheeks turning pink. ‘Oh, they smell like her perfume…’

“Do you mind if I wash your clothes with mine?”

He shook his head. “Not at all.”

With that, she left, carrying their clothes with her.

———————

When (Name) got back with their laundry done, Kurapika was sat in bed, wearing her tshirt and pajama pants, while Hanzo argued with him.

“If you have a problem with your room arrangements, bring it up with the owner.” Kurapika said, flipping through a book.

“Oh I will!”

Hanzo turned around, seeing (Name) standing in the doorway carrying a laundry basket.

“Move.”

She did, staring at him with a raised eyebrow. “What an asshole, I hope we don’t have to share a room with him.”

Kurapika sighed. “I’m not sure we’ll have much of a choice.”

The two sighed, (Name) dumping the laundry basket on her bed and sorting through the clothes. “Here’s your clothes, Pika.”

He took them shyly, seeing them all folded neatly on the bed. Kurapika tried not to think about the fact she’d washed his underwear, knowing it wasn’t something she cared about.

“Oh, I hope you don’t mind but I used floral detergent. I wasn’t sure what to use, but that’s my favorite.”

He sniffed his tabard, sighing contentedly. “I don’t mind, it smells lovely.”

She smiled brightly, finishing her laundry before jumping onto his bed.

“Hey!”

He laughed when she landed, watching as she wiggled around into she was facing him. “I know it’s early, but I’m so tired. I think I’ll go fishing and gathering for some dinner then sleep.”

Kurapika nodded, sitting up. “I’ll get dressed and come with you.”

(Name) set her comfortable pajamas to the side and threw on her only dress. She didn’t plan on doing anything too strenuous, so a knee length sundress would be perfect for exploring the small island.

“You… you look nice, (Name).”

Kurapika shyly complimented her. She giggled. “Thank you!”

The two left their room, fishing for a bit before leaving to travel around the island and forage.

There were several fruit trees, along with wild onions, mushrooms, and potatoes.

“We’ve got a pretty good amount of food, it should last us more than two days.” (Name) said, placing another potato into their borrowed basket.

“Yeah, but I’d like to have a little extra.”

She giggled. “For Leorio?”

Kurapika smiled. “Yes, I doubt he’d be able to feed himself, considering he’s never cooked before.”

She nodded balancing the basket on her hip. “Alright then, let’s keep going.”

After they gathered for 15 more minutes, the two returned to the beach. “I’ll start a fire, could you find a pan for me?”

“Yes, I’ll be back soon.”

(Name) started a fire, sitting on a log as she began chopping up some of the vegetables. She’d rinsed them beforehand, sighing to herself as she considered what she should make.

‘I guess we could skewer the fish then I can sauté the vegetables… it’s not perfect, but it will fill out stomachs.”

Kurapika returned with Leorio in tow. “Guess who’s replacing Hanzo as our roommate?”

“Leorio!” (Name) waved, having already cleaned and skewered the fish. Kurapika handed her the pan, watching as she tossed in the chopped vegetables and mushrooms before beginning to cook.

“Wow, (Name), you sure are efficient.”

Kurapika sat down next to her, watching as she worked. The fire was kept small, with a rock she used to rest the pan on in the center.

“When’s it going to be ready? Im starving.”

Leorio plopped down on the other side of her, the sound of his stomach growling making her laugh. “It won’t take long. Why don’t we share some stories as we wait?”

This was perfect, both Kurapika and Leorio were curious to learn more about her.

“Actually, (Name), I’m curious on how you got your own room without having to search for treasure yourself.”

She went quiet, eyes staring into the flames of the fire.

“(Name)?”

Kurapika put a hand on her shoulder, the girl sighing before answering. “I traded a golden brooch my mother gave me.”

The blonde’s grip tightened, being almost painful. “You… gave away something your mother gave you?”

He almost sounded hurt, pulling away from her. “(Name), that’s…”

He wrapped his arms around himself. “I would give anything to have something that belonged to my family. To know you’d give something like that away…”

He frowned, but his expression changed when he saw (Name)’s face.

There were tears running down her cheeks, but her eyes were empty. Leorio patted her back, sighing. “You don’t have to explain yourself if you don’t want to, (Name).”

She shook her head. “No, no, it’s fine. In most cases, Kurapika, I would agree with you. Giving away a gift given to you by someone that loves you is unforgivable.”

Kurapika’s eyes widened at her words.

“But my mother never loved me, and just before the Hunter Exam I was disowned. I no longer have a family to go back to.”

She felt Kurapika’s arms wrap around her and pull her close. “I… I apologize for assuming the worst of you. I… understand how it feels to not have anyone to come home to.”

(Name)’s lip quivered before she let herself cry into Kurapika’s arms, Leorio scooting closer to pull them into a hug.

After being comforted, (Name) wiped away her tears and cleared her throat. “Kurapika, Leorio, if we all pass, I’m going to buy a house, and it’s going to open if anyone ever needs a place to stay.”

She held onto Kurapika’s hand, the blonde softening at the slight tremble in her hands.

“We can make a home together, okay?”

Kurapika didn’t respond, only holding her hand tight with both of his.

The three ate dinner before returning to their room. As Leorio showered, the two played with (Name)’s cards.

[meadow-anderson]

Exhaustion

a joel miller drabble

y’all im sorry i really tried to turn this into a full fic but writers block beat my ass.

The mattress heaved with his dull weight as he creaked his way into bed, sat stone still beside you still dressed in his dust warped clothes from his ration card job earlier today. Joel was always tired and you could see it everywhere, in his hunched posture, smell it in the stench of scotch on his breath, hear it in his “hey baby” when he walked through the door. Your favorite way though was always to taste it, when his lips slid against yours and he’d let out that heavy sigh, that sigh that told you that burying himself inside you was the only way he would sleep tonight and it’d leave a tang of relief on your tongue. So when you hear that thud of his body colliding with the torn fabric that's exactly what you expect. You’re fully prepared to quiet the exhaustion and like a soldier taking solace in repetition you wait in your position, laid back with your knees slid up begging for Joel to take his place between them.

But you keep waiting and staring and waiting and staring.

Had he actually fallen asleep? Maybe there was no longer a need for your warm touch or his substance of choice to abuse. You begin to tap at your legs, the staring contest with the off white paint on the ceiling becoming tedious.

Maybe he thought you were asleep?

You let a slight grumble, a short reminder of your ever growing impatience.

“Tommy told me about that shit you pulled”

Your tapping stops, in fact you’re sure everything stops, the whole world stops spinning on its axis as you listen to Joel's scolding words reverberate through the midnight air.

‘Fuck you tommy’ is the first thing you think replaced quickly by a fervent panic as you wonder how you’re gonna squeeze out of this one. Play the traumatised victim? Pick a fight and hope he’s too exhausted to follow through? He mutters again, not so eagerly waiting for you to make your selection of fight or flight.

“I’d sure like to know what the fuck you were thinking?” You can hear the frustration riddled in his voice, watch his face screw up as it suffocates every word he speaks, anger tightly wrapped around syllables like tangled vines. And to top it off you just sit there mouse-like and silent when Joel asked you a question. A genuine question. Because he could not for the life of him understand why you thought it’d be ok to talk to those guys for him, to work out a deal and try and take something off his plate because it was his goddamn plate. His mess, not yours and Jesus you could've at least been smart about it. He seethed as he imagined you talking to those guards. Vulnerable, unarmed, hands annoyingly twisting with the fabric of your shirt like they do when you're trying to negotiate extra time in bed with him or a kiss goodbye.

He begins to feel you shuffling around behind him, quietly crawling across the sheets, an air of mischief in the way you move.

You couldn't bring yourself to tell him how sorry you were but you sure as hell could show him.

You take your spot beside him, head resting on the faded plaid of his shirt. Slowly you start to lower yourself, big wide eyes looking up at him whilst you slide onto your knees.

Joel doesn't say anything. He finds himself forgetting all of the things he so desperately wanted to say as he lifts up one of those big callous hands of his and runs it gently across your face. His features softening as he stares into you.

Part of you, A very cocky part of you wants to push it. Wants to tell him how far into the city you wandered, wants to tell him the agitated tone you took with the guard, Wants to lay it on so thick you’re almost salivating staring down at his thick leather belt, a promising opportunity looped in his jeans.

But as you lean into his palm you notice his tired eyes and they're pleading at you in a way Joel never could. So you decide against it.

[ritsufeet]

don’t forget to kiss me!

kisses [ ft. s. ritsu, k. mika ]

or else you’ll have to miss me! in which ritsu won’t let you leave his side until you pepper him all over with kisses, and mika will ought to miss you if he doesn’t.

inspired by glue song from the one and only beabadoobee !!

all works from luvmouche and ritsufeet on tumblr

𒁷 sfw! happy late valentines! :)

𒁷 cw// lots and lots of smooching, clinginess, normal college au, blushing, flustered mika, ritsu’s so cheeky and cute im gonna bite his face off, mika’s so silly lalala

happy (late) valentine’s day, have this instead of a new smau chap (which will come soon, probably) i hope you’re as giddy as i was while writing this silly fic made from pure imagination (ritsu please come home)

sakuma, ritsu

as soon as you wake up, all you feel is a pair of hands running their cold fingers around your body and snaking them around your waist tightly, clinging onto you like a kitten.

you rub the excess sleep from your eyes and attempt to escape……. it’s useless. your snugly boyfriend just won’t let you go!

he whines and cries for you not to leave him, especially since it’s valentine’s day. you had to get up at some point in time, right?

well… you were wrong. you stayed in bed with him for at least another 15 minutes. you were sure he’d fallen asleep again and you attempted to escape,,, again. didn’t work the last time, wouldn’t work this time.

how would you get out of his grasp…… what a pain. this cheeky brat.

“ritsu… i need to get up.” you groaned, turning to face him. his eyes were lidded, barely even awake. long, pretty eyelashes and ruby irises blink and open to the sight of you frowning. he pouts, “but.. it’s valentine’s day. you’re supposed to stay with me, you know? you’re so unfair,, i can’t have a single day with you without you leaving me to go somewhere else. do you not love me anymore?”

you softly chuckle, running your fingers through his nappy hair and kissing his nose. “of course i love you, ritsu. wouldn’t it be more fun on valentine’s day if we actually got up and did something?” he pulls you closer, burying his face in your chest. “so warm… i could spend all valentine’s day doing nothing if all i had to do was sleep with you.” he mumbles, rubbing his hands along your back.

“..seriously?” you pat his head, huffing. he nods, “seriously. i don’t need to go anywhere or do anything, as long as i’m with you—nothing else in this world matters.” you can’t help but smile at his words, pulling him in closer. “nothing else? not even your dearest maa-kun?” you tease, but ritsu obviously did not like that with the way he pulls away from your chest and frowns. “don’t bring maa-kun into this, (name)…” he pauses, cupping your cheeks and pressing his lips to yours. “i love you both equally… maybe you a little bit more if you’d stay with me.”

“what a shame that i can’t stay longer, hm?” you feign a sad face, looking down at the sheets and avoiding looking him directly in his face. ritsu frowns once more, kissing you along your jawline. “fine.. i guess if you wanna leave so bad, i’ll let you……on one condition, okay?” your ears perk up and you’re met with a disappointed, sulking ritsu. “oh, don’t be sad, my love.”

you kiss his forehead, then under his eyes—next thing you know, you’re peppering gentle kisses baked with genuine love all over his face and he can’t help but let up his sad facade and smile like an idiot. once you finally pull your lips away from his face, you can see the blush that’s dusted all over his cheeks.

“you know that wherever i go in this world, there’s not a single moment where i don’t have you on my mind. there isn’t a single time where i won’t return back to your arms, so don’t be sad, okay? i promise.” you push his hair back, placing it on his ear. “i love you, ritsu. now, what are your conditions?”

“…well. i can’t say no to you now…” he sighs, his arms leaving your waist and his hand now holding yours. “plus, you’ve already met them, so just go on already… i’ll be waiting for you, don’t break your promise, okay? i’ll seriously never forgive you if you do, and i won’t ever hold you again…” he says, kissing your hand one last time.

kagehira, mika

oh, sweet mika. he’s been so busy with work that he’s practically forgot about you!

at least, that’s what he’s worried about. he’s never known someone as gentle, loving, and patient as you.

he wanted to show his appreciation for you with a gift, just like how oshi-san taught him! with just a little bit of sowing—his love etched into the needle and the fabrics of his creation—and the glue that’s sticking him to you. :)

it took so much of his time that he thinks you’ll be mad that he hasn’t spent as much time with you as he should… he misses you so much, it’s driving him crazy. your voice, your touch, and most importantly—your lips.

so don’t be too surprised when he suddenly drops everything at his feet to see you, embracing you so tightly and never letting you go.

you were so surprised that you nearly lost your balance before he caught you. “m— mika? what’s wrong? this is unusual…” you giggle, rubbing his back. “ah…! ‘m sorry, (name)… i haven’t been payin’ much attention to ya, have i?” he withdraws from your body and fiddles with his fingers, nervously. you shake your head, “it’s fine, mika. it’s not like i’m going anywhere anytime soon, so don’t worry your pretty head off.”

his mismatched eyes look at you, desperate to say something. you tilt your head, curious. “do you have something to say, mika? go on, you can say it.” you smile, gently taking his hand and giving it a few squeezes. “right… i made a lil’ somethin’ for ya… i hope ya like it, (name)!!”

it was a pretty white bear, decorated with a lovely pastel pink bow with an adorable yellow bell on it’s neck and a cute ‘x’ on the eyes. the nose black, and ears a shade of pink. it was stitched carefully, and put together with the love of your sweet, hard-working boyfriend. “this is why you haven’t been seeing me lately? you’re so cute, mika. don’t think for one second that i’ll be upset just ‘cause you haven’t been paying attention to me, silly.”

you pinch his cheeks as softly as you could, and press a kiss to his forehead. “thank you so much, my love. i’ll cherish it until the day i die.” his whole face turns a cherry red, but his eyes glint with overflowing happiness. “b- but yer not dyin’ yet, (name)! ‘m gotta marry ya first!” he spurts out, and you laugh. “and i’ll happily accept your proposal, mika. always. thank you so much, dear. i love you.”

“‘m so happy,, i could cry… i love ya too, (name).” he grins, then he looks at the mess he made by dropping everything all at once on his desk. he panics, “i gotta clean this up b’fore oshi-san gets angry.. this is bad! will ya help me, (name)? ‘m so sorry…” he rushes to his desk, picking up the small needles that dropped onto the floor. you chuckle, “i’ll help. don’t worry, it’ll be like you never dropped anything in the first place.”

a/n: happy valentine’s day!!!!!!!!!! i’m sorry my posting schedule is so inconsistent and lacking…….but i’ll try to get off of my hiatus as soon as possible. here’s a small valentine’s day fic to make up for the loss

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