#and kurakuwa

[monebula-art]

Ok here’s the thing— I like Kurama/Hiei as much as the next YYH fan. But can we all agree that some of y’all are a little rabid when it comes to this ship in a Not Cute kind of way and I BETTER not see any hating on the LA Netflix adaptation because there’s no canon gays in the main 4.

Like can we please just watch a thing and not be rabid ship-mongers for once.

[orangelemonart]

I know I made that poll asking people to vote on which one people wanted me to draw buuuuut. No man left behind.

[theeternalghost]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 幽☆遊☆白書 | YuYu Hakusho: Ghost Files (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kurama | Minamino Shuuichi/Kuwabara Kazuma Characters: Kurama | Minamino Shuuichi, Kuwabara Kazuma Additional Tags: Past Relationship(s), kink discussion, Pregnancy Kink, primal, Jealousy Summary:

Yomi is drunk. And jealous. Kuwabara knows that; he's been aware of Yomi’s jealousy from the moment he arrived.

[zombiewilder]

first ship are i posted in a VERY long time...had a better drawing of them, but my old hard drive took it down with it....

[love-killed-the-superstar]

oops not me getting invested in leopika before I even watch a single episode of hxh 🙄🙄

[theeternalghost]

It’s jarring, how fast Kurama kisses him - hungry, desperate, like somehow Kuwabara caused the tight grip Kurama keeps on his control to slip. “Gods,” hot, panted breaths, “I like you so much. You’re so fucking perfect, Kazuma.” 

The expression on Kurama’s face is heady, as hungry as his kiss and a little wild around the edges in a way that kicks Kuwabara’s heart into a faster pace. Gentle fingers trace his cheek, trailing down his throat. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” 

“You didn’t. You . . . you kinda look like you want to eat me.” 

“Will it scare you if I say that I do?” Kurama’s voice dips into a lower register that makes Kuwabara shiver. In response, he tips his head back - a show of vulnerability, one Hiei had scolded him about over and over. Dangerous, Hiei had hissed, and that warning echoes in the back of his mind now. There’s a low rumble that Kuwabara realizes is a growl before teeth are sinking into his neck. It hurts, leaving him clinging to Kurama’s shoulders until he lets go. “Don’t - Gods, don’t do that, Kazuma, I can’t -” 

Kurama shoves a hand between them, and then he’s thrusting inside. A cry tears from Kuwabara’s throat as he takes it; he’s too tired to fight or pull away even if he wanted to. Sex between them can edge into rough, but it’s nothing like this. Kurama’s pounding into his body, taking what he wants for Kuwabara with an abandon he’s never witnessed in his lover before. 

Through half-lidded eyes, Kuwabara watches him. There's a snarl curling Kurama’s lips and wisps of his hair stick to his face. Kurama leans in, biting at Kuwabara’s lip and his mouth comes away bloody, red gleaming on his teeth. 

"Are you scared?" It comes out like a challenge. Kuwabara reaches for Kurama with a trembling hand, cupping his cheek. Something shifts then. Kurama blinks, and suddenly some of the heat in his eyes fades. His punishing rhythm slows into the familiar beat of sex that Kazuma knows so well. "Kuwabara -"

"Don't call me that. You never call me that in bed. Come here." 

Nipping at Kurama’s lower lip, Kuwabara brings their mouths together as he wraps his arms around Kurama’s neck. He can feel the way Kurama shudders in hesitation, but he coaxes him to keep going by tightening his legs, breaking their kiss to pant softly. “I’m not afraid of you. Stop being afraid of yourself.”