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megamindsecretlair · 7 months

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Girlll... i cant get outta my mind the idea of tyrone fkn his girl soo good and deep.. like it’s so emotionally relieving this nigga damn near givin out free therapy

her tearful eyes rolling back while she chants “where u been all my life”

They both sprunggg. and ofc tyrone’s smug ass is flattered & making it worse by hitting that spot over and over. Talking sweet but so dirty & taking over all her senses <33 oooh

A/N: Couldn't get this ask outta my mind so sorry to the ones that came before!! I guess I never updated ya'll. My bad LOL. I hadn't expected the last Tyrone fic to be the last before my vacation. I'm baack. But came back with a nasty cold. So I'm not sure when fics will resume full time, but this was too good to pass up! Thanks for trusting me with it, I hope I did it justice! I wanted it to be a drabble but just kept going. There's worst problems to have so I won't complain. Also, more apologies to the Tyrone asks. I've started Snowfall soooo Franklin Saint fics incoming! This taglist is getting so huge! Thank you! If you want to be added/removed, let me know! Make sure your ages are in your bios, I won't tag empty blogs.

Worship

Pairing: Tyrone x Black!Fem!reader / Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, You are in charge of your own reading experience. Intentional use of AAVE. Smut, PWP, cursing, PIV, oral (fem receiving), cum play, possession kink, size kink, all consensual. Praise kink. Use of n-word. FLUFF. Soft Tyrone.

Summary: *see ask* Date night turns a little steamy.

Word Count: 3,251k

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There was no special occasion. The stars aligned for you to have a rare night with nothing to do. Tyrone didn’t have anywhere to be that night. He took you out to dinner and you had so much fun getting ready for him.

You threw on the dress from the back of your closet that you had been saving. Took your time with your makeup and hair. The anticipation made it a treat. You had been out with Tyrone before, but tonight felt good.

At dinner, conversation flowed naturally. It was easy and Tyrone made you laugh more than you had before. You laughed to the point that the other dinner patrons gave you scathing looks. But you and Tyrone only had eyes for each other.

It has always been like that between you two. Your eyes found each other across rooms or down the aisles in stores. Tyrone pretended to hate running errands with you. But you had a sneaking suspicion that he liked the domestic shit. He liked when something caught your eye and you’d run back to him bouncing on your toes, giving him puppy eyes, and asking him to buy things for you.

You hated asking for shit. He tried to break you of that habit. You still didn’t like it so you compromised with little shit you found in stores like fuzzy socks or a new stuffed toy.

After dinner, Tyrone was in no hurry to rush you back home. Instead, he took you to the Venice pier and you walked along the boardwalk at sunset. The California sun was lazily slipping below the horizon and people were still trying to hawk their wares before it got too late and the cops came around.

People skated in the park and other couples were walking along. The storefronts had people rushing in and out. Tyrone held your hand and listened to you babble about anything that popped into your head. The annoying neighbors, the yard needed fixing, your stupid ass coworkers.

“One of these days, I’ma convince you to let me take care of you,” Tyrone said. He pulled you into him and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. This close to the beach, a chill spread from the breeze off of the ocean.

“You already take care of me,” you said. Tyrone kissed your cheek.

“More. I know you hate that job,” he said.

And you did. You had been together for a while, but there were still some things you were too proud to accept. “Being taken care of” wasn’t in your vocabulary. You were learning. You needed more time. And Tyrone was content to wait…mostly.

You looked up and found yourself on the long stretch of road in between Santa Monica and Venice. Under the pier, Tyrone stopped and slipped off his kicks. You took off your sandals and you trudged along the sandy beach until you were stepping into the icy water. Your feet sank into the wet sand and squished in between your toes.

Tyrone stepped behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He placed his chin on your shoulder and inhaled your sweet perfume. He kissed your neck. He stepped into you until no part of your backside didn’t touch his front. And you noticed that he was a little excited.

“I’m always excited around your sexy ass,” he whispered in your ear.

You giggled and shook your head. It amazed you that you were still so needy for each other. You were needy for each other’s time, touch, and words. You stood and watched the horizon.

Oranges, pinks, and purples meshed and collided to form a painting in the sky. The few seagulls flying around were trying to scavenge leftover food from asshole tourists and LA natives. The salty air was refreshing and cool.

“I want to give you the universe, baby,” he said with a sigh.

You rubbed his hand around your waist. “You already give me so much,” you said.

Both of your tones were soft and wistful. This moment required a certain reverence for some reason. The joining of two people so madly in love that it hurt to contain it. On more than one occasion, you found yourself out of breath with how much you were in love with this man.

“Sometimes I feel like it’s not enough,” he said.

You turned around in his arms until you could look into his dark brown eyes. You wrapped your hands around his broad shoulders.

“You know that I love you for you, not for what you give me. You are enough for me,” you said.

Tyrone smirked and kissed you. You thought it was going to be a little peck but he captured your lips with his and kept exploring your mouth. His tongue licked your lips and pressed inside. He swallowed your sighs and held you closer, his arms tightening around you.

He withdrew from your lips slowly, reluctantly. He rubbed his nose against yours. “I fuckin’ love you,” he said.

“I fuckin’ love you. Take me home, Tyrone,” you said.

Tyrone chuckled and kissed you again, stepping close until you felt his noticeable bulge. “Shit, I’on know if I can make it that far,” he said.

You giggled against his lips. He said shit like that until he had you folded like a lawn chair and had cum at least three times.

Tyrone pulled away from you and brought his hand up to caress your cheek. How did you get so lucky to find this man? This man radiated love and strength with every dip of his lean as he walked and the set of his shoulders. He took every one of your insecurities about being a thick girl and mildly shy and tossed them in the wind. You felt him. You never questioned his love.

Yet and still, you didn’t know what you did to luck out on him. You thanked whoever was listening that you got to enjoy him for as long as possible.

Tyrone dusted as much sand off of your legs as he could manage. You walked back to the car with anticipation building in between you like a living thing. Tyrone kept touching you. Finding ways to “stabilize you” and “make sure you’re straight”. He’d pull you into his side to step around a tiny ass rock or pull you closer to whisper something nasty in your ear.

“I can’t wait to taste between your legs. Bet that pussy ready for me, ain’t it?”

“Tyrone!” You’d say and squeeze his hand. Your cheeks would burn and your heart would skip a beat.

“Tell me she ready for me,” he whispered against your neck.

“You get on my nerves!” You couldn’t form the words. Of course you were ready for him. Every time you saw him, your panties were instantly soaked and hot. Tyrone licked your neck and you giggled.

“Boy, focus on gettin’ us home!” Tyrone laughed and you made it to the car. He had towels in his trunk so that you didn’t have to get sand absolutely everywhere. He knelt on the ground and cleaned off your legs one by one, smirking up at you while he played with your feet.

You swatted at his head and giggled. Tyrone cleaned off his legs as well and you climbed into his car. Tyrone sped all the way home, rubbing your leg with one hand while his other stayed on the steering wheel.

You felt like you were going to crawl out of your skin with need. Everything was in hyperfocus. The bright street lights took on a hazy hue blending between the golden lights and reds and greens of the traffic light.

Blessedly, you made it home. Tyrone barely pulled into the driveway before he was opening the door for you and yanking you out of the car. Your giggles mixed with his huffs as he slammed the car door and pulled you into the house.

You were apart for half a second while he closed and locked the door. Then his hands were searching for yours in the dark, your lips seeking each other. Your kisses were rushed, hurried, needy.

He pushed you into your bedroom, forcing you to walk backwards. But you weren’t scared. You trusted him to guide you.

He turned on the light and it stung your eyes for a bit. You blinked a few times until you could see the raw desire in his eyes.

His breaths were coming so fast that you saw the rise and fall of his chest. “Turn around,” he said.

You turned as he said. He stepped close and his warm breaths fanned over the back of your neck. It raised goosebumps on your flesh.

He unzipped your dress and let it slide over your skin until it pooled on the floor. He sucked in a sharp breath as it revealed your black lingerie set. A simple bra and panties but there were strategically set lacy parts that were like peek-a-boo windows.

“You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous,” he said.

“Sweet talker,” you said with a giggle.

“I’m serious ‘bout that shit,” he said.

He spun you around and kissed you. He took off his jacket and his black T-shirt and then rejoined your lips. His jeans went next until it was just his dark boxer briefs. Fuck, he was beautiful. Thick. He had a beautiful ass, strong thighs, and a wide chest.

Tyrone slipped your panties off and groaned at how some parts clung to you. Cool air kissed your pussy and you shivered. With no warning, Tyrone pushed you onto the bed and spread your legs.

You yelped as your ass hung off of the bed. He knelt on the floor and threw your legs over his shoulders, spreading your further. He bit his lip as he looked at your pussy.

“I’m the luckiest nigga in the world,” he said.

He suckled on your pussy, immediately catching on your clit and you cried out. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” you yelled.

You weren’t prepared at all. You had no idea how fast he was going to devour you. Tyrone always kept you guessing. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slow. Your fingers dug into your bed sheets as he fully supported the lower half of you.

That annoying voice in the back of your head wanted to protest. He couldn’t support all of you.

You told that voice to shut the fuck up and enjoy his lips on you. You moaned as he swirled his tongue. In no time at all, you were already cumming on his tongue with a loud cry.

“Oh shit,” you said.

Tyrone chuckled and nuzzled the top of your pussy, kissing you there. “Mhm, that was too quick. Gimme another one,” he said.

“But–”

Tyrone went back to flicking your clit with his tongue. You were still sensitive from your quick orgasm and your hand flew to his head to push. Tyrone flattened his tongue and licked you from entrance to clit.

“Move yo fuckin’ hand,” he growled and returned to eating you out. That didn’t even seem the proper term. You moved your hand but you wanted to put it back. He added a finger to push inside you. Then he added two and pumped it into you while he continued to lick, suck, and slurp up all your juices.

You were cumming again, cursing and squirming. Tyrone kissed your thighs as you wiggled and writhed beneath him. He nipped the skin between your thigh and pussy and you jerked. He laughed evilly as he stood up.

“Let me see them titties,” he said.

“Tyrone, please, I can’t move,” you said.

“The hell you can’t. C’mon beautiful,” he said. He grabbed your hands and made you sit up. You were boneless and leaned forward to lean your forehead against his stomach. He smelled so damn clean and sexy. He chuckled and rubbed the back of your neck.

You kissed his stomach as you took forever to slip off your bra. “Mmm,” Tyrone moaned as you bared yourself to him.

You scooted further up the bed so that he could climb on. “I ever tell you how fuckin’ sexy you are?” Tyrone asked.

“Shut up,” you mumbled.

He chuckled. Your body was sensitive to the touch and the bastard knew it. He kissed your belly, licked your stretch marks, and settled in between your legs. He kissed and bit his way to your nipples.

You jerked beneath him with a hiss. “Shit,” you said.

“So. Fuckin’. Sexy,” Tyrone said. With each word, he kissed your titties. After he spoke, he laved his tongue around your nipple and sucked hard enough to make you buck off of the bed.

“I promise, I’ll give you everything,” he said. He kissed his way up your skin until he got to your neck. He paid special attention to kissing your neck and licking your pulse point. You ran your hands over his back and neck, rubbing the back of his, and playing with his thick braids.

“I want to give you a real home, baby. Buy you everything you need,” he said. He kissed up your jaw and kissed you.

“Tyrone,” you whispered against his lips.

“I want to make you comfortable. I only wanna see you smile,” he said.

“You already make me the happiest woman ever,” you said. You tugged on his braids until he leaned up and looked into your eyes.

“I’m so happy already, Tyrone,” you said.

He gave you that rare sexy smile. Where he smiled wide and it transformed his face. Your heart shattered. He killed you with that smile.

“I can’t help it. You make me wanna be a better man,” he said. He kissed you, cutting off whatever you were going to say.

As you kissed, his hands explored your body. He rubbed and kneaded your beasts. He squeezed your nipples to the point of pain and then rubbed the sting away. He grasped your waist and slipped his hands around your ass. He grunted and massaged your booty.

You moaned and brought your legs up to wrap around his hips. “Mhm,” he said. He pushed your legs until your knees almost hit your shoulders.

His hand worked at his briefs until he was able to free himself. The tip of his dick gathered up your arousal and pushed inside of you. “Fuuuuck,” you moaned.

He sank in inch by inch with a clipped moan. He kept eye contact as he slid home and you opened your mouth but no sound came out. He stole the air from your lungs like a nasty thief. “Breathe baby,” he commanded.

You panted. You couldn’t get a full breath. He stopped sliding in. A smirk played on his lips while you adjusted to his size.

“Dammit,” you struggled to say.

“Relax, baby. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He kissed you, pressing his tongue inside.

Your nails dug into his shoulder while you tried to accommodate him. Tyrone kissed his way to your ear.

“I know you want this dick, so quit fuckin’ playing with me.”

His deep voice and nasty words made you clench around him and he slid in more. He chuckled and kissed your ear. “You like it when I talk nasty, don’t you?”

“Mhm,” you nodded.

“Pussy so fuckin’ tight. Open up, baby. Let me give you all of it,” he said. He licked the shell of your ear and you moaned.

Tyrone pushed his hips in and he stretched you out. “With yo pretty ass. I’m so fuckin’ lucky to be with you,” he said.

You took a deep breath and managed a weak laugh. “I’m the lucky one. You make me feel so good,” you said.

Tyrone bottomed out and hit some spot inside of you that made you bow your back and cry out. “There’s my fuckin’ spot. My girl need that shit deep, don’t you?”

He was impossibly deep. It felt like he was in your heart. You were practically folded in half. Tyrone pulled out and then slid back in faster. For every slide out, he came back in twice as hard and made you cry out each time.

“Oh fuck, Tyrone. Wait!” You said. He was bouncing you so hard, that the top of your head grazed the headboard. It didn’t hurt, but if he slammed any harder, he’d send you through the wall. The thought alone made your pussy clench around him and he groaned. You brought a hand up to brace against the headboard and protect your head.

“Can’t,” Tyrone said. He placed his hands on the back of your thighs as leverage and slammed into you over and over. He pounded relentlessly.

You cried. “Please, please,” you chanted over and over. The hand not on the headboard was pushing at his chest. But not to push him away. Just to steady you and match his rhythm.

“Fuck, missed this. Missed you. Missed my pussy,” he said in between grunts. His eyes were locked on yours. On your expressions and pathetic whining. Sweat beaded on his head and ran down the side of his face, disappearing into his light beard.

“Tyrone…” your voice was breathless. Your throat burned from your harsh breaths.

“So fuckin’ beautful. Look how you take my dick. You takin’ all of it. ‘Cause you deserve it, don’t you, baby?”

“I’m…” You couldn’t speak. Your eyes were rolling into the back of your head. You saw an entire universe of stars in the back of your eyelids. Tears ran down your cheeks. Your body tensed before you exploded and shattered. Your body broke apart, came back together, and ripped apart again.

Tyrone was saying something but you couldn’t hear him. Your moans drowned out all sound. Tyrone kept pumping into you as if he was truly trying to fuck you through the wall. He joined you and unloaded inside of you. He pumped you full of him and the filthy squelching was like its own music.

Tyrone stayed inside of you and moved every so often. You were surprised that he was still hard. He rotated his hips and you moaned, pushing at his chest.

“Where have you been all my life,” you cried. Your legs were still pressed against your chest. It should hurt. But Tyrone knew your limits. And he wasn’t done wringing every last orgasm out of you tonight.

“Prayin’ for you,” he said. His lips hovered over yours so that they were touching but not fully kissing.

You couldn’t take anymore. He was too sweet. Too perfect. He gave and gave and you didn’t know how you could repay him for everything. For healing things inside of you that you hadn’t realized were broken. For seeing all the cracks inside of you and pouring love into them.

You shook and cried and he kissed your cheeks. He kissed them both, alternating between the two. You were sure he tasted the saltiness of your tears but he didn’t seem to care. He kissed them anyway, looking into your eyes. Right when you stopped moaning, he’d move his hips and remind you that you were still connected. Still joined. That his cum was still oozing out of you, aided by your arousal.

“I will protect you as long as I breathe, baby. You’re mine, forever,” he said. Then he kissed you and proved for the rest of the night that you were his.

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souichieatr · 10 months

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Lol can u do headcanons for erens icks(like the dumb funny ones). he’d be such a welcome nuisance

Love ur work btw💕

eren's icks hc

a/n: i was laughing so hard imagining eren do these 😭😭 also! these are mainly like random weird hcs more than icks and thank you sm i hope you enjoy<33

- says "you look prettier in the passenger seat" but then makes you drive and honestly it wouldn't so bad if he didn't have the ugliest snoring face ever

- he drinks water so aggressively, doesn't come up for air or nothing, lets the bottle crinkle up and then lets out a deep exhale like bro were you dehydrated are you okay???

- adding on from the last point, will slurp his drinks says he needs to get his money worth and its so annoying especially when he does it in the movies

- when he's trying new shoes on he'll run around saying he needs to make sure the grip is good EWWWWW he'll come up to the clerk with the box out of breath saying he didn't like them

- picks his teeth with a straw IN PUBLIC. does not care if theres toothpicks at the counter or if you have the floss ones he still chooses the straw some occasions will take the straw with him

- struggles with making a caption for a post or a bio for any social media, he makes a big fuss for it to be so bad PLS HELP HIM

- on his rubber band he has old hair still on it like THE HAIR THAT WAS RIPPED OUT IS STILL ON THE BAND. he doesn't really care and it doesn't bother him so when his hair is down the band will be on his wrist with hair on it YUCK

- he also has smacked himself with his rubber band when he's tying his hair back he puts the band into his mouth and it breaks (has done this multiple times)

- at any sport he will chase the ball. he missed to hit the ping pong ball? will chase after it. doesnt catch the basketball? will follow it off the court.

- sometimes is rude to waiters/waitress he doesn't mean to but he is BABAH. he'll snatch things out of their hand if they're taking too long at the drive thru but he does feel bad

- the ickiest one is if you have a dog or cat he will pet your animal with his foot. HE IS SO GROSS will make a yelp when your pet bites his toe

- speaking of feet he picks things up with his feet all the time, he refuses to bend down so he'll pick something up with his foot and grab it nonchalantly

not proofread

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cottoncandytomu · 11 months

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⛧THANK YOU ALL FOR OVER 1000 NOTES ON MY GHOSTFACE!ELLIE FIC HOLY SHIT!!⛧

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I literally can't believe I hit 1k notes, like truly I thank all of you. This was a fic I thoroughly enjoyed writing. I love slashers/horror and FUCK- Ellie as Ghostface is just top tier. DON'T Y'ALL WORRY THO! I definitely plan on writing more and even adding Ghostface! Abby to the mix. It just won't be immediate jshdksjhf - so pls be patient with me...

N E WAYZZZ as a celebration for this AND ALSO HITTING OVER 200+ FOLLOWERS FUCK - I decided to make AI Audios of Ellie with this specific fic!! (I definitely am NOT the first one to do this so credit to the first person who has made AI Audios of Ellie!!)

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(AI can sometimes sound a little robotic but - I TRIED Y'ALL <33)

(Same warnings from original fic apply to these audios so please read them!!)

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bwabys-scenarios · 9 months

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Reunited

Part 33

Illumi x Reader x Feitan(AND KURAPIKA??!!)

part 32

part 34

warnings: Kurapika cops a feel and is mad horny for reader 😭🙏

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(Name) woke up to a few new messages on her phone.

Killua: Hey, we’re meeting up with Kurapika today, you want to tag along? We’re having a picnic.

Gon: (Name) can you bring some snacks? Killua is too shy to ask!

Pretty Boy🫶: Meet us at the park for a picnic.

(Name) giggled. ‘They’re all so cute.” She texted them all back quickly.

Strawberries: Yes, I’ll see you there!

She stood up and stretched. There was about an hour until they’d have to to meet up, meaning she had plenty of time to pack up a basket of goodies.

(Name) looked over her closet to find something suitable to wear. It was a picnic, so her choice was easy.

She pulled on a long blue sundress, pulling it over her head. She spun around in front of the mirror, smiling at her appearance. It hugged her curves just right.

She paired her look with a straw hat and a white cardigan with a yellow daisy pattern.

Once her basket was full of goodies, (Name) left her condo and began her walk to the park.

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She spotted Gon and Killua quickly once she entered the park.

“Hey!”

(Name) jogged over, holding her heavy basket with both hands. Killua jumped up quickly, his eyes lighting up.

“(Name), you’re-“

He cleared his throat. “You’re here. That’s nice.”

She giggled and ruffled his hair, the boy leaning into her touch with a huff. “I’m happy to see you too, Killua.

Gon jumped up and gave her a hug. “Do I smell baked goods?”

(Name) nodded, cracking her basket open to let the smell of fresh pastries fill the air. “Yep!”

She laid out a picnic blanket before setting out the treats, Gon and Killua adding the several different foods they’d brought as well.

“Go head boys, dig in.”

They didn’t need to be told twice, instantly stuffing their faces with the various foods available on the picnic blanket.

(Name) couldn’t help but laugh. It was nice to see them be so carefree and innocent after the harrowing past few days.

“Kurapika!”

Gon spat his food into Killua’s face and jumped up to run towards the blonde. It took (Name) a moment to process this information, the girl standing slowly before finally turning around.

Gon and him talked for a moment before the young boy had a pie shoved in his face by Killua. Kurapika laughed as the two chased each other around the park.

Then his eyes landed on (Name).

His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. She looked gorgeous in the afternoon sun, smiling at him with tears brimming on her eyes.

“Kurapika…”

He didn’t think, just walked forward with his eyes trained on her. Before either of them could process what was happening, he was pulling her close to him and pressing his lips to hers.

The two boys froze, staring at the pair.

(Name)’s eyes went wide with shock. Kurapika pulled away after a moment, looking down at her with those scarlet eyes.

“(Name), I…”

He finally processed what he had done, his face as red as his eyes. He began to back away, but (Name) pulled him back into a hug.

She didn’t speak, only holding onto him. He melted into her embrace.

When she pulled back, she didn’t look angry or upset, just… surprised. Her face had grown hot.

“Kurapika, that was… my first kiss.”

She buried her face in his chest, flustered. He raised his hand to run his hand over her hair. “My apologies for stealing your first kiss, (Name). I just… couldn’t control myself.”

He pushed her back and tilted her chin up, stealing another kiss.

Gon and Killua audibly gasped, looking to each other the running over to the pair.

Kurapika pulled away with a soft look in his eyes, licking his lips. “You taste so sweet, (Name). I think I want to kiss you aga-“

Gon and Killua tackled the man, sending him falling to the grass.

“Kurapika you pervert!” Killua yelled, bonking him on the head. Gon jumped up quickly to push (Name) away.

“You don’t kiss women randomly! What if she was saving that kiss for someone!? Aunt Mito said first kisses are important to girls!”

(Name) sighed and swatted at Gon’s hands. “Boys it’s fine, I didn’t mind at all.”

She offered Kurapika her hand, which he took without a second thought. (Name) pulled him to his feet, the man instantly reaching out and kissing her again.

This time it lasted longer, his hands slipping to her waist to pull her in closer. She felt his tongue press against her lips before she pushed him back.

“K-Kurapika… that’s enough for now…”

‘For now…’ he thought, staring down at her with half lidded eyes. Now that he thought the spiders were dead, he much better about his feelings for her. He’d find his clans eyes, and ask her to be his.

“I think I love you…”

(Name)’s jaw dropped at his words, shyly hiding behind Killua. It wasn’t that she didn’t have any feelings for him, but such a sweet confession after he’d kissed her so lovingly was making her brain short circuit.

“You’re going to make her pass out. Look, she’s flustered.” Killua said with a huff.

Kurapika couldn’t help but smile. She wasn’t rejecting his advances, and just from her face he could tell she wasn’t unhappy that he kissed her.

“Alright. Let’s enjoy our picnic, shall we?”

Kurapika watched her the entire time, sighing softly when she avoided his gaze. ‘She’s so cute. I want to kiss her again… and more.’

His cheeks went red when he thought this, quickly shaking the thought from his mind. He couldn’t think of that, no, not right now.

Once they finished their picnic, Kurapika helped (Name) pack up her basket and carried it for her. It was the least he could do.

——————

The group of five met up at at a hotel, all of them beaming at each other.

“It’s been a while since we were all together last!” Gon stated, his smile wide.

“Yeah!”

Leorio ruffled (Name)’s hair, the girl playfully smacking his hand away.

The group began walking towards the elevators, Leorio and Gon talking about someone named Zepile. Leorio turned to look at Kurapika.

“Anyway… you’ve got this intensity about you… you seem more intimidating now.”

The blonde tilted his head. “Really? You don’t seem to have changed much.”

“And now you’re more annoying too!!”

“He also confessed his love for (Name) and kissed her like 50 times.” Killua said, holding onto (Name)‘s sleeve.

“HE WHAT!?”

(Name) groaned, hiding her face in her hands. Kurapika didn’t seem embarrassed at all, putting a hand on (Name)’s shoulder. “I kissed her, not 50 times, but more than once.”

Leorio and Kurapika stared at each other for a moment.

“And you keep calling ME the pervert- OW!”

Kurapika hit him over the head as they entered the elevator.

“Oh, I heard you defeated a member of the Troupe.”

(Name) stopped paying attention now, quickly pulling a pair of headphones over her ears. It was all so overstimulating. She could still feel the soft touch of Kurapika’s lips on hers.

They quickly reached their destination, (Name) not noticing until she was physically pulled out of the elevator by Kurapika.

They entered the hotel room, quickly seeing that there wouldn’t be enough seats for everyone.

“I’ll stand, it’s no big-“

She was quickly pulled into Kurapika’s lap without another word, earning the blonde some looks from their friends.

“No need for that. You can sit here.”

Unlike Feitan, he was quick to pull her close and wrap his hands around her waist without hesitation. Kurapika was making his feelings extremely clear to her.

He began to explain his nen and the reason it was so strong.

“Restraint and vow?” Gon asked.

“Yes. Nen is strongly affected by your mental state. The stronger your resolve, the more power you receive. However, you also incur a big risk at the same time. In return for Nen power, I vowed to use it against the spiders alone. I established a rule for myself.”

“What’s the rule?” Leorio asked.

“If I use my chains on one who isn’t a spider, I will forfeit my life.”

(Name) hand shot to his arm, her eyes gone wide. “You what? Kurapika…”

The blonde rubbed his thumb over her knuckles. “There is a nen blade pointed at my heart. If I break the rule, that blade will pierce my heart, killing me. This is the rule that shows my resolve. Restraint and vow. My power is the product of pure hatred. It only works on the spiders.”

(Name) stared at him with tears in her eyes, not even able to speak. He gently wiped them away as he continued talking. “I’m telling you because I trust you. Don’t tell anyone else.”

Killua stood up. “Why… why would you tell us something so important?!”

Kurapika tilted his head, surprised. “I’m not sure. Wit their leader’s death, I must have relaxed.”

“It’ll be fine if we keep our mouths shut.” Leorio said, trying to calm the white haired boy down.

“It’s too dangerous. One of the surviving members can read minds. If they find out, Kurapika won’t be able to beat them!”

“But she didn’t learn anything last time.”

“That’s because we didn’t know Kurapika was the chain user.”

(Name)’s lip quivered, Kurapika rubbing soothing circles into her back.

“Then we just have to stay away from them. They’ve already checked you, so they think you’re clean.”

“But there’s also this guy called Nobunaga.”

(Name) eyes went wide. ‘Did he just say Nobunaga? Are they talking about…’

“He’s especially dangerous, he’s looking for Kurapika and still trying to chase us down.”

(Name) felt Kurapika tense under her, his hands gripping onto her hips harshly.

“Is he aware that you guys know Kurapika?”

“No…”

“Then it’s okay! As long as no one around the mind reader knows Kurapika, you’re safe.”

Kurapika glanced down at (Name) before speaking. “Well, I’ve also been in contact with Hisoka, and so has (Name).”

“What?”

“Hisoka?”

“He knows that I am the chain user. We made a pact, but his target, the leader of the spiders, is now dead. So I don’t know what he’ll do.”

The five continued to speak as rain started to pour down outside. Killua had been trying to convince Kurapika to go after the remaining members while they were still in York New.

“Excuse me.”

(Name) stood up to walk to the bathroom, Kurapika watching as she left with lovesick eyes. Once she was gone, Kurapika seemed to consider Killua’s words.

“They could be making an escape as we speak. We don’t have time for too much thought.”

“The woman you mentioned is certainly a threat… But since their leader is dead, I’ll do we Gon says, and focus on recovering my brethren’s eyes.”

“Seriously!?”

“Yes. I would also like to begin courting (Name). I think I’ve fallen in love with her.”

“Are you sure?”

“Kurapika’s made up his mind. We can’t force him to change it.”

Killua sat down, defeated.

“Sorry, Killua. Thank you for the valuable information.”

His phone buzzed in his pocket. Kurapika didn’t really care too much about who had texted him, he was still on cloud 9 after confessing earlier.

He pulled his phone from his pocket and glanced at the message.

“It’s from Hisoka…”

(Name) came sprinting into the room when she felt Kurapika’s aura go from calm to intense anger.

“The bodies were fakes…”

She attempted to comfort him with a hand on his shoulder, the man glancing her way before pushing her hand off.

(Name) didn’t take offense, running towards the kitchen to grab him a glass of water to calm down.

When she came back, Kurapika was a bit calmer.

“The troupe is from Meteor City…”

(Name) paused in the doorway, dropping the cup at the mention of the city.

“(Name)!”

Kurapika stood and walked over, wincing as she began to pick up the shattered glass.

“(Name), stop.”

He smacked her hands away, pulling her now cut hands towards away and towards Leorio.

“She’s cut. Leorio can you-“

(Name) didn’t say anything, only closing her hands then opening them, the only hint that she’d been hurt was the blood staining her palms.

The two stared down at her with shocked expressions.

“How-“

She sighed. “It’s my nen. I’m a healer.”

Kurapika sat down with her in his lap again, his knee bouncing. “I… I am also from Meteor City.”

The four didn’t so much as breathe with her admission, Kurapika staring at her with wide eyes. “You’re… from Meteor City? But you grew up in Padokea, right?”

(Name) sighed. “It’s… it’s a long story that shouldn’t be shared in front of children.”

The two boys were shooed out of the room and (Name) hesitantly shared her tale. It was easier to tell them, due to how close they all were, but it still left her feeling awful.

Kurapika’s eyes were red, pulling (Name) against him so tight she could barely breathe. He shook with anger, Leorio gritting his teeth.

“(Name).”

He tilted her chin to look up at him, his eyes boring into hers intensely.

“The monsters that hurt you will be dealt with by my own hands. I will not rest until you are avenged.”

His intensity would have been terrifying to most, but (Name) felt safe in his arms. Kurapika let her cry against his chest, rubbing a trembling hand over her head.

Kurapika considered it his duty to avenge the woman he loved. She had given him so much, it was only fair he took this heavy burden off her shoulders.

The two boys walked in, Killua quickly joining (Name)’s side and hugging her. He was crying too, not bothering to hide his anguish.

“We… we heard everything.” Gon said, looking at the floor. “I’m sorry (Name). That… that was awful.”

She cried, Kurapika holding rubbing circles into her hips. Even through her pain, she dried Killua’s tears and gave him a soft smile.

“I didn’t want any of you to know. It’s… it’s scary. Disgusting. I didn’t want any of you to think differently of me…”

Kurapika held her even closer. “You have nothing to be ashamed of, (Name). Nothing that happened to you was your fault. You are still the woman I love, nothing has changed.”

He caressed her cheek, internally seething. He needed to be calm, now. (Name) needed his comfort, and he was more than willing to give in to her.

She left to go calm down in one of the bedrooms, putting a pair of headphones over her ears as the group talked in the living room. Kurapika promised he wouldn’t take long, and would hold her as long as she wanted when he was done speaking with the group.

———————

Kurapika opened the door to the room, his eyes softening when he spot (Name) curled up on the bed. She hadn’t heard him come in due to her headphones.

He walked forward and placed a hand on her’s.

“(Name)? Can you hear me?”

She pulled her headphones off when he touched her. “Hmm?”

He sat down on the bed next to her. “We’re going to be moving around a bit. I have to go talk to the community to see if they have any useful information.”

She perked up, moving to sit next to him. “So you’ll be busy?”

He smiled. “Not for a bit. I’ll be leaving to ask in thirty minutes. And after that, I may be free for a while more.”

(Name) nodded. “I see. I feel like I’ve barely gotten to see you today. It’s only 1 pm, and we met at 12 pm.”

He sighed. “Yes, I apologize for that. Once the auction is over and we’ve completed whatever plan we set, I should have some time to spend with you.”

“Don’t you mean with all of us?”

He shook his head and smiled down at her. “No, (Name). I want to spend more time with you. Longer than the others.”

She thought back to his confession and her face became warm. “I… I want to spend more time with you as well.”

He lied down on the bed, pulling her down with him. “(Name), do you love me? I apologize for asking you so frankly, and you don’t have to answer if you’re uncomfortable, but-“

She put a finger to his lips. “I do feel… something for you. As a friend, yes I do love you. Dearly. I do feel something more for you than friendship, but…”

He shook his head. “That’s all I needed to hear. Knowing you feel more for me than friendship makes me incredibly happy.”

His lips pressed against hers again, this time, (Name) allowed his tongue to explore her mouth. It was hard to think when he was slowly moving to pin her to the bed, his hands fumbling with her cardigan. He slipped it off and began pulling her sundress down.

“(Name), I want you. Desperately…”

She gasped, her hands flying out to stop his hands. “K-Kurapika! Not… not right now.”

He stopped, his breath coming out in short pants. She looked gorgeous underneath him, her face hot and her breasts nearly spilling out of her dress. He quickly regained his composure and looked away as she fixed her dress.

“Does that imply that I can have you later?”

He ran a finger down her side, stopping when he felt her shiver. Kurapika was enjoying her reactions to his touch.

“… perhaps. If you don’t get yourself killed.”

He chuckled at her words and kissed the top of her head. “I’ll keep that in mind, angel.”

She jumped at the pet name, looking up at him with her pretty (e/c) eyes.

“A-angel?”

He smiled. “When I had that nightmare and you comforted me at the expense of your sleep, you reminded me of an angel. Kind and pure.”

Kurapika caressed her cheek. “I want to preserve that purity, but the dark part of me also wants to taint you, dirty you with my own hands.”

He stared down at her with those scarlet eyes she had come to love. “Would you still love me after taking your wings, angel?”

Before she could answer, he placed a hand over her mouth. “Shh. Don’t answer. Save it for later, when I make you mine.”

The two sat in silence for a while, Kurapika soaking in every second of skin to skin contact with (Name). She was his light, the moon that guided him through the darkness.

“Kurapika, can I… can I kiss you?”

He blinked and looked down at her, his eyes softening. “Please do.”

She placed a hand on his cheek and stood. He was still sat down on the bed, looking at her with lovesick eyes. She stopped forward and stood between his legs.

(Name) leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss on his lips, the man instantly wrapping his arms around his waist to pull her closer. Her kiss was gentle and sweet, one that Kurapika would never forget as long as he lived.

When she pulled away, her eyes were half lidded. “Can you promise me something?”

He placed a hand on her cheek. “Anything.”

“Please… please promise me you’ll be careful. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you. You’re one of the most important people in my life, Kurapika.”

He contemplated pulling her in for another kiss, his eyes on her lips. “I promise. I’ll come back to you alive, alright?”

She nodded and pulled him into a hug, his head resting on her soft chest. “Please do.”

———————

(Name) left the room feeling confused and aroused.

‘Kurapika and I almost…’

She bit her lip as she followed Leorio and Kurapika to the elector. (Name) did feel something for Kurapika, yes, but there were two other men that were on her mind as well.

Feitan and Illumi.

The two of them were her close friends, and she had slowly developed feelings for them both. Unlike Kurapika, neither of them had explicitly returned those feelings.

She didn’t want to choose between any of them, not for a while. For now, she would follow Kurapika and give him the care and attention he needed as he attempted to avenge his clan.

Leorio and (Name) sat as Kurapika left to talk with the committee, the dark haired man looking at her curiously.

“So… you and Kurapika, huh?”

The girl became flustered immediately. “Kurapika and I, what?”

“You’re like… together now, right?”

She shook her head, twiddling her thumbs. “Not… not yet. I still have some thinking to do.”

He sighed. “Thought so. He sprung all of that on you pretty fast, and now he can’t keep his hands off of you. It must be confusing.”

She nodded, leaning her head against the table. “Yes but… I don’t dislike it. Kurapika is very sweet.”

Leorio ruffled her hair. “You two would make a cute couple, but be aware that he’s determined to finish his goals, at whatever cost. That cost may be you one day.”

She knew this, it was one of the reasons she was hesitant to accept his feelings. She knew he was telling the truth and truly did love her, but…

“Oh, how did it go?”

(Name) looked up when she heard Leorio’s voice, turning to see Kurapika approaching.

“I couldn’t get a straight answer. The community didn’t have any updates regarding the auction today.”

He smiled when (Name) stood next to him, reaching out to hold her hand.

“You should tell the the Troupe is still alive! Then the Mafia might rethink it.”

The blonde shook his head. “No, nothing will change. The community values its relationship with Meteor City. It’s safe to assume they will not attack the Troupe further.”

“Really?”

“But that wasn’t the information I wanted. My only concern is whether the auction will proceed as scheduled…”

“You’re not planning to intercept them, are you? That’s crazy… how can you confront them without mafia support!?”

“You have it wrong, Leorio. I never had any help from the mafia.”

(Name) squeezed his hand, giving him a concerned look. He didn’t look at her, but gave her hand a reassuring squeeze back. His attention was drawn away by Gon.

“Kurapika, let us help! We’re willing to do anything.”

The blonde frowned. “The reward was rescinded.”

“I know. I want to stop the Troupe, that hasn’t changed.”

Kurapika gave Gon his full attention, dropping (Name)‘s hand. “You’d be risking your lives.”

(Name) wanted to say something, but Kurapika continued talking.

“Okay, let’s put together a plan.”

“Uh-huh!”

She huffed. “I want to help t-“

“No.” They all said in unison. (Name) blinked, suddenly upset.

“Why not? If you all get to risk your lives for each other, why can’t I?”

Kurapika sighed. “You’re different, (Name). Your nen is purely support, so it wouldn’t be very helpful in th-“

“Leorio doesn’t even have nen, so that excuse won’t work on me.”

She put her hands on her hips and stared at him, her lips pursed. Even though his eye twitched in annoyance, he couldn’t help but find her determination adorable.

“Well, can you drive?”

She stared at him. “… no.”

Gon tilted his head. “Aren’t you 22?”

She groaned. “God you sound like my mom. I can’t get a license because I’m from Meteor City, and Im scared of driving.”

Kurapika placed a hand on her shoulder. “(Name), what do you bring to the table?”

She pulled out her dagger and was about to stab it into her arm to demonstrate her nen, but Kurapika was quick to grab it. She didn’t notice his eyes flash red for a moment before he quickly composed himself.

“Other than your nen ability, angel.”

The other three glanced at each other when he called her angel, (Name) huffing.

“I was trained by Illumi in martial arts. Anyone want to spar with me to prove a point? Or do I need to ask my friend to send the pictures of me handing Hisoka his pasty clown ass?”

“You fought Hisoka? And lived? Are you stupid?”

Killua pinched her cheek harshly, the girl whining. “Hey, he only broke a-“

She stopped suddenly, all their heads swiveling to stare at her.

“He what?”

Kurapika grabbed her chin and forced her to make eye contact with him. “What details did you leave out, (Name)?”

She puffed out her cheeks. “I don’t have to tel you. It’ll only stress you out.”

He smacked a hand over his forehead. “I’ll be stressed out nonetheless, angel. Just tell me and I promise I won’t be angry.”

(Name) glanced at Leorio, who just shrugged.

“He uh… broke my bones and um…”

She leaned forward to whisper into Kurapika’s ear. “He insinuated he wanted to… do things to me, and tried to take off my bra.”

Kurapika’s arms shot out to grip her shoulders so tight she winced. “He WHAT!?”

“You promised you wouldn’t be angry!”

“That’s before I knew the borderline pedophile clown threatened to assault you!”

Killua’s jaw dropped. “(Name). Why didn’t you tell us?”

She folded her arms against her chest. “I didn’t think it was that important. He didn’t do it.”

Her four friends groaned in unison.

“(Name), my angel, that is very serious. If I had known I wouldn’t have formed a pack with him.”

He rubbed a hand against his forehead. “This is another reason I don’t want you coming. I fear you may put yourself in harms way, and not even ask for help. It’s not guaranteed that one of us would be around to save you.”

She folded her arms over her chest. “That’s unfair. You’re assuming a lot.”

He sighed. “I have to. Any possibility of you getting hurt means a resounding no from me.”

She pouted up at him, the man not budging a bit.

“… fine. But at least let me stick around until you have to enact your plan…”

Kurapika shrugged. “I don’t see any issue with that.”

(Name) sat with the other four, pouting. As a precaution, (Name) had been asked to wear her headphones as they made their plans. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust her, they just couldn’t guarantee that their enemies would come after her.

If only they knew that their enemies viewed (Name) as one of their own.

Eventually Leorio and Killua stood up and started to walk away. (Name) took her headphones off, confused. “Why did they leave?”

Kurapika didn’t answer, only sliding her headphones back over her ears.

As an act of rebellion, (Name) turned her music off.

Kurapika began to explain his nen, summoning the chains on his hand. (Name) pretended to act oblivious.

“I’m not sure what all of that means, but you should be able to use your nen blade on me, right?”

“Yes.”

Gon nodded. “Go ahead. You can choose the rule to set.”

“I accept your resolve.”

(Name) threw off her headphones as Leorio and Killua appeared behind Kurapika.

“Can you make three of those blades?” Killua asked.

“Make it four.” (Name) corrected.

“You can rescind the rule once our mission is over, right?”

“Killua, (Name), Leorio!”

Kurapika pinched the girl’s cheek as Leorio continued speaking. “We had a little talk. And since we’re working together…”

“We should share the same fate.”

“What do you say?”

Kurapika sighed. “The answer to both questions is yes. But you four are wholly mistaken. I never had any intention of using my blades on any of you.”

“Then why endanger yourself by telling us your secret?”

“Gon, I wanted… No, I wanted to thank all of you for your resolve. Even if one of you ends up revealing my secret, I will have no regrets.”

He smiled, looking down. “I have good friends.”

“That’s not fair, Kurapika. You’re actually putting more pressure on us this way.”

“That was my goal.” He said with a smile.

“Oh, I get it now!” Gon laughed.

(Name) leaned her head against Kurapika, pouting.

“Well, I’ll head out then. Can’t waste any time.”

Both (Name) and Gon waved as he walked away. “Killua, be careful!”

“Yeah, I got this.”

—————

With the little time they had, (Name) and Kurapika sat across each other at the table in his room. He snacked on some of the baked goods she’s brought to the picnic.

“They’re good, (Name). How did you bake so many in such a short amount of time?”

She bit into a cookie. “Oh, I made these last night. I bake when I’m nervous.”

He frowned, placing his fork down. “Nervous? Why?”

“…”

(Name) took another bite of her cookie before answering.

“Well… I told you about the friend I was supposed to meet her, yes?”

Kurapika nodded slowly. “… the grumpy one?”

“Yes. He had some work here so he’s in town. He’s a part of a…”

She tilted her head. “I guess you could say they’re a group of… friends? Some of them also hail from Meteor City, so when I explained a bit of my story… they wanted to know more. People from Meteor City care for each other, even if it doesn’t seem like it.”

He nodded, signaling her to continue.

“The people that hurt me could still be active, so they asked me for any information I could give. To do that, they… had to learn about all the things I told you. My friend wasn’t there, so my biggest shame was revealed to a bunch of strangers. Of course, I agreed to it, but it doesn’t change the fact it was traumatizing to relive that.”

He gently squeezed her hand. “I see. That’s why you were nervous?”

She shook her head. “Not entirely. I… I had no one to talk with yesterday. It’s scary being alone with the memories of my past, so I baked to distract myself. It’s also the reason I’ve been wearing my headphones today. When it gets too quiet, I get overwhelmed.”

Kurapika looked down, guilt overcoming him. She’s been all alone with no one to hold her as the memories came flooding back. Of course she’s be a nervous wreck, he was just astonished she was okay enough to be talking to him right now.

‘She is strong. I just… I could never think about putting her in harms way.’

Kurapika kissed her hand. “(Name), after all this I would like to take you out on a date. Where would you like to go?”

She blushed. “Hmm… how about we go see a movie? Oh, or go to one of those cat cafes!”

He chuckled. “We can do both. I’m just glad you’re willing to go on a date with me, (Name).”

(Name) leaned her head on the table. “Why wouldn’t I? You’re a sweet guy, I don’t mind giving you a chance.”

He turned a light shade of pink at her words. “Really? I wouldn’t consider myself that sweet.”

She looked at him incredulously. “If you aren’t sweet then why do you treat me like I’m made of glass? You’re so gentle when you touch me. It’s different from my friend.”

Kurapika seemed both pleased and dismayed at her words. “He… touches you?”

His jealousy was poignant.

“A lot, really. Always rubbing my thigh, sleeping with me, holding my hand, grabbed my boobs in a dressing room…”

She sighed. “And I’m pretty sure he saw me naked when he sat in the bathroom while I showered.”

Kurapika’s eye twitched in annoyance. “Really? How… strange.”

(Name) crosses her legs. “Kurapika, you’re cute when you’re jealous.”

He pouted. “There’s nothing for me to be jealous of.”

She tilted her head before squishing her boobs together. “Oh really? Then you don’t wanna touch these?”

He stared down at her cleavage with his cheeks a bright shade of pink. “I didn’t say that…”

She giggled. “Mhm, that’s what I-“

He stood up and walked forward. “May I?”

“May you… what?”

He smiled down at he with a hint of mischief in his eyes. “May I touch you?”

She blinked, looking from him to his hands that hovered around her. Hesitantly, she gave him a quick nod, squishing her legs together.

He first started by placing his hands on her shoulders, trailing them halfway down her arms until they stopped right next to her breasts.

He glanced back at her before slowly cupping her chest. “Is this alright?”

His eyes were staring down at her, half lidded.

“Oh… um… yes.”

He gave her breasts a quick squeeze, seemingly mesmerized by the softness of them. Her little whimper didn’t go unnoticed by the blonde, a smirk pulling at his lips.

He thought about slipping his hands under her dress, but stopped himself. “Soft…”

Kurapika pulled his hands back. “You have my permission to touch me too, (Name). Anywhere you’d like.”

He kneeled in front of her, bringing the back of her hand to his lips. “You may not be mine yet, but I am yours. Completely.”

It was hard to resist him when he was looking at her with those pretty scarlet eyes, a testament to his intense feelings for her. She reached out to cup his cheek, the man instantly leaning into her touch.

“You’re really sweet, Kurapika. Thank you for loving me, I…”

He leaned forward, capturing her lips in another kiss. This one was quick, the blonde pulling away.

“Shh, you don’t have to say you love me yet. I would wait a lifetime for you.”

(Name) had never been treated so gently, so lovingly before. It wasn’t something she would take for granted.

She gave him a nod, ruffling his hair.

——————

They stayed together for a bit longer, Kurapika’s eyes never leaving her form. When it was time for him to enact his plan, he escorted (Name) to the hotel lobby and called her a cab.

“I’ll see you soon, (Name). Once this is over.”

He thought about kissing her again, but he didn’t. Kurapika wouldn’t push too hard, even though his heart yearned for her touch.

“You’ll be careful, right?”

He held open the cab’s door for. “I will.”

Kurapika closed the cab door and watched as it drove off, his heart hammering against his chest. She hadn’t rejected him outright, and had even kissed him herself.

He wasn’t sure if he should deserve to feel this happy, but let himself feel those butterflies for her.

‘I love her. So much.’

(Name) opened up her backpack and noticed a notification pop up on her phone. She’d silenced it when she’d left to visit Kurapika and the rest so she could really enjoy her time with them.

It was all from Feitan. (Name) scrolled up to the first message he’d sent.

Grumpy Pants: leaving town today. meet up before I do?

Grumpy Pants: (Name)?

Grumpy Pants: why did you leave condo?

Grumpy Pants: plans changed. text back soon as you can.

(Name) winced. She hoped she hadn’t worried him. He’d asked her to stay put in her apartment after all.

Strawberries: Hey Fei! Sorry, I was out with friends today! I’m glad you aren’t leaving today, that’s waaayyy too soon ><

(Name) jumped when her phone began ringing. She accepted the call quickly.

“Hello-“

“Where are you?”

(Name) froze. It was Feitan, but he sounded very… intense.

“I’m in a cab on my way to my apartment.”

“Good. Stay there. Dangerous, someone out for us.”

“Us?”

“Yes. You’re connected to me, means they could be after you too.”

(Name) sighed. “I see. I’ll be home soon. I-“

Her phone began to buzz, another call incoming.

“Sorry Fei, gotta take this.”

“(Name), d-“

She clicked on the other call.

“Illumi, hey.”

The man on the other end smiled. “I finally have time for you, (Name). I’ll be coming to pick you up for dinner in an hour.”

‘But Feitan said I needed to stay at my apartment…’

(Name) but her lip. ‘But… I miss Illumi so much…’

“Okay. See you then!”

(Name) hung up and placed her phone back in her bag. She sighed into her hands and looked down at her trembling legs.

Kurapika had worked her up a great deal when he’d groped her chest. She’d have to please herself in the shower before her meeting with Illumi if she wanted to be able to focus on anything.

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Call of Duty OC: Katya Kovalevskaya 🌹

An updated bio sheet of Katya! The last one felt like it was straight Wiki format style, but doesn't really explain her character properly, I also added some changes to her character as well so, here you go! <3

GENERAL:

Name: Katya

Full name: Yekaterina Viktornovna Kovalevskaya

Codename: "Katyusha"

Alias(es): Lady of Death (by the Red Army), Mama Katya (by her soldiers), Der Russische Leutnant (by the Germans)

Age: 32 years old (Call of Duty: World at War), 58 years old (Call of Duty: Black Ops), 70 years old (Black Ops: Cold War)

Gender: Female

Nationality: Russian

Languages spoken: Russian, German (for intelligence purposes), English

Date of birth: June 15, 1916

Place of Birth: Ural Mountains, Imperial Russia

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Martial Status: Single

Occupation: Senior Lieutenant and Sniper of the Red Army (retires after the events of the first Black Ops)

Status: Active

Rank: Senior Lieutenant (1942), Lieutenant Colonel (1945)

Affiliation: Red Army, CIA (briefly)

Universe: Call of Duty: World at War, Call of Duty: Black Ops, Black Ops: Cold War (alternative AU)

Faceclaim: Anna Chipovskaya

Song: "Katyusha" by Boris Alexandrov

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Biography: Yekaterina, commonly known as Katya joins the Red Army for the service of the Soviet Union to avenge her parents death under the hands of German forces. While defending her country amidst the raging Second World War, she faces tremendous amounts of obstacles and barriers in her life which often try to make them as her weakness, but the woman was sworn to take her last breath in achieving one goal with her comrades — and that was liberating Berlin.

AFFILIATIONS:

3rd Shock Army (Red Army)

Sergeant Viktor Reznov [K.I.A]

Private Dimitri Petrenko [K.I.A]

Private Chernov [K.I.A]

Commissar Markhov [fate unknown]

Major General Nikita Dragovich [K.I.A]

Colonel Lev Kravchenko [fate unknown]

CIA (Call of Duty: Black Ops)

Alex Mason

Frank Woods

Jason Hudson

Grigori Weaver

SKILLS AND ABILITIES:

Weapon induced: Scoped Mosin-Nagant, Tokarev (TT-33), PPSh-41, Molotov Cocktail, RGD-33

Fighting style: Hand-to-hand combat, but rarely, since she's more used to being a sniper giving covering fire

Special skills: Is a very experienced sniper, that gave her the infamous name of "Lady of Death", but Katya didn't want to coin such a name for herself when she was only serving her people as a soldier of the frontlines.

Talents: Knows natural remedies, holds a lot of empathy for others, can speak fluent German even if she knows a little bit of it

Shortcomings: Due to the incident, she lost her face partially along with the half-vision of her eye throughout the accident, faces survivors guilt, is a bit mentally depressed but she's able to push those negative thoughts down

PERSONALITY:

Myers-Briggs Type: ISFJ (The Defender)

Is very protective towards her comrades: Ever since she lost her parents, Katya had always been searching for a way to cope up with her loss by taking care of the people she loves and believes in the most. Even if she never married, or birthed a child, she automatically unlocked her motherly instincts by calling her comrades as her "sons and daughters", considering them as her one, found family.

Ruthless, but at times merciful: Katya has shown immense strength and courage in the battlefield as a sniper and a squad leader, haunting the Germans in their own sleep thinking Katya wouldn't kill them and make the mattress they're sleeping on as their deathbed. But also, when Katya wants to show mercy, she'll show it. She thinks there's no use to wasting her own bullets on someone who already decided to surrender to the Red Army.

Emotional: Let it be a soldier dying, or a civilian, she'll ask forgiveness from God that she wasn't able to save an innocent despite having the duty to protect her own people. The incident that killed all of her soldiers left her deeply scarred, and believed she committed a bigger sin for being too naive and careless, and she deserved the impact on her face. It was even worse when Nikita Dragovich killed her teammates again by putting them as test subjects for the Nova 6 experiment that made her grow deranged and bloodthirsty to hunt Dragovich and his lapdog, Kravchenko in a fit of vengeance, until the CIA caught her presence.

Intelligent and observant: Katya is more aware of her surroundings ever since the incident impacted her, which caused her to be very vigilant, and grew her intelligence in the battlefield which made her useful for the Red Army as a sniper and as a squad leader in the infantry.

BACKGROUND STORY

Katya was born around 1916 with her mother Elizaveta Kovalevskaya (neé Petrova) and father, Viktor Kovalevsky. Spending her childhood in the Ural Mountains, she learnt how to snipe at a young age from her father, who was a hunter, the reason why she took her father's skill in the field of sniping.

In 1939, she recruited herself in the Red Army as a sniper, in which her talent gave a huge role and reputation among the soldiers as a source of bravery, courage and inspiration, that gave her the name "Lady of Death". But, Katya on the other hand didn't want to coin such a name for herself when she believes she's only doing it for the protection of her own people.

But, in 1941, when Germany attacked Soviet Russia under "Operation Barbarossa", her village became a victim of the attacks, which ended up killing her family in the process. Broken and enraged, Katya wanted to avenge her parents death by going through missions and eliminating every single enemy who tried to cross the Soviet borders. Her life completely changed when one day she encountered General Heinrich Amsel, who was responsible for the death of her family along with many others, wanted to kill him by her own hands but never succeeded because he evaded before she could get to him.

Furious, the General wanted to eliminate Katya in her path, by luring her into a trap that he was staying at a hotel and could grab her an opportunity to end his life there. But little to her knowledge, it was all a set up, when he used that entire building as a decoy with the explosives attached. His soldiers locked away his teammates, including Katya but she was able to break through it. In a desperate attempt to find her comrades who were still locked inside, it was too late before the explosion could take effect, and blew her out of the building, leaving her drastically injured.

The explosion was the turning point of her life, where it emotionally scarred her and made her regret being a soldier, when she couldn't even protect her own soldiers, who basked into the flames of Amsel's planned explosion. She was taken for medical assistance, which took her a month to recover physically, and mentally. But, that didn't stop Katya from retiring, as her mind still revolved around that one goal — to eliminate General Amsel, and push all the German forces back from invading Russia.

Somewhere around 1942, she was promoted to Senior Lieutenant, and became the squad leader for the 3rd Shock Army, and participated in the Battle of Stalingrad alongside Pvt. Dimitri Petrenko and Sgt. Viktor Reznov. As the General's whereabouts were found, she led her team throughout the warzone and successfully countered Amsel, which led to his untimely death under the hands of Dimitri's sniper rifle. Katya, who held immense pride for the Private for doing something she couldn't, made him along with Reznov and Chernov as her closest comrades.

After the entire battle, in 1945, they finally achieved victory by liberating Berlin by hoisting the Soviet flag on the Reichstag, Katya was now at peace, hoping for a better future after the war's end.

But, somehow.. her life was going to go into a bigger turmoil, when she gets sent to the mission around the Arctic Circle, leading the events of the first Black Ops.

#oc #oc story #oc biography #original character #ww2 oc #russian oc #red army #soviet union #cod #call of duty #cod waw #cod bo #call of duty world at war #call of duty black ops #call of duty oc #katya kovalevskaya #character profile #original character profile #oc profile

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hello hello i just wanted to say i love your rock art and you're hilarious and i have a question.. apologies if you've explained this somewhere before but i'm curious if you believe rock was adopted (and along with that, what's going with the picture of the child who is not rock and does rock dye his hair, etc.) and what other rock headcanons you have that you haven't shared yet, if you're willing to share them. (also thank you for doing the 30 days of hm challenge--it's making me so happy to see your daily rock art)

woah i’m so happy you like my art!!! thank you so much for the ask <33 i’m having tons of fun doing these challenges too! thanks for making em!

ohhhh man the adoption theory… i’ve been trying to get to the bottom of this for so long, this answer might get pretty long sorry about that. i’m really glad you asked so i have an excuse to talk abt it :D

⚠️spoilers / taking clown man seriously warning⚠️

i’m thinking rock was first designed as a guest at the inn, but that late in development the connection between him and tei+lou was added

looking at the concept art for tei, his bio says 「元旅人だったせいか、ナミやロックのような人物を好んで泊めるようだ。」 which roughly translates “perhaps due to being a former traveler himself, he seems to enjoy hosting people like nami and rock” uh... hosting, huh? travelers, huh?

tbh rock’s original concept art/description feels to me like. he was meant to be the annoying trust fund kid prodigal son who is blowing his rich parents money to travel on the longest vacation in the world. and everyone responsible for creating this character hates him so so so much

so i think some of the Themes about rock were unintentional at least for the first game, but were rolled with for anwl with the total revision of his character + addition of his heart events and rival heart events. especially with his 2nd rival event with lumina, ESPECIALLY with the ingame rumor lumina isn’t actually related to romana

the photo was there from awl though… so maybe the idea was meant to be hinted at in awl

stuff that makes little sense to me if rock was their son—going from well-tread to lesser tread:

shares no physical features with them aside from having darker skin tone than most of the cast

rock even brings up the fact that he looks nothing like his parents just to get defensive and say it’s none of anyone’s business

does not speak like either of his parents. more apparent in jp. he sounds. “trendy” (he tries)

tei and lou didn’t design the inn with a room for a child… his ass is NOT supposed to be in that room!! it’s for van!!

rock remembers moving to the valley for the first time but there’s not even a hint he was part of their travels, even though tei/lou were traveling until reaching the valley (you’d think rock’d jump at the chance to brag about being well traveled)

the inn is older than the farm your dad and takakura started but rock says he never met your dad (lou and even lumina did meet him)

we can now actually look at all the photos in the inn of tei and lou and their travels, none of them have rock in them.

which brings me to the infamous photo…

other than the fact it isn’t rock, we don’t know anything for sure. both the original and remake have scenes where tei talks about this picture (strange hoe / blessed milker) but he never acknowledges the kid in the photo at all, just talks about the country they visited. it’s bizarre.

the jp flavor text when examining the picture says 「夫婦ふたりの間にうつっている小さな男の子はロックではないようです…」— “It seems that the little boy between the couple is not Rock…”.

there’s a ton of room for guessing, but personally i hc they lost a child. based on what i can see of the picture, the kid has the same hair color and skin color as tei and lou, and a similar build to them…

taking into account that rock dyes his hair, rock’s / his kids’ natural hair color is actually the same exact hex color code as cecilia’s…

if the fact that he dyes his hair is meant to say he’s their son, his natural hair would be black, yeah? but instead it’s cecilia brown

rock’s son also is described oddly specifically as “looking exactly like a small Rock”. you know who doesn’t look like rock’s kid? the kid in the photo :(

funny enough even in anwl it never occurred to me that rock was a natural blond. his eyebrows are dark and … damn those roots. i guess i just assumed he was dyeing his friggin toddlers hair

i also hc they’ve known rock longer than he’s been part of their household, and that he’s either the child of a friend they traveled with in the past or a kid they met in the “country far to the south” they traveled to a long time ago. he reminded them of their lost kid in some way

phew i hope that wasn’t too long… i’ll end on some

lighthearted rock hcs :D

i don’t want to overwhelm anyone so this isn’t all of them… haha…(makes the most overwhelming post ever as a devious little trick)

thank you 4 reading this far :3 please take my OH DEAR GOD WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ROCK REAL wip as a little treat

since he says he’s an “earring and tattoo” kind of guy in anwl. he has a shitty misspelled hidden tattoo that says something like “never don’t give up”

the answer to rock’s question about why there’s no record player at the inn is because he literally yeeted records like frisbees as a kid

similar explanation as to why the guest beds are blocking both balcony doors. they literally had to rockproof the inn

moved out to live independently as soon as possible without any planning, proceeded to get fired and banned from every workplace in the world (failed salaryman)

surprisingly good vocabulary, piss on the poor reading comprehension though

his stash is in the statue in front of his southern window

#asks #long post #thank you for the ask :D i love infodumping YIPPEE #and thank you for the Challenge’ i hope you enjoy the rest of the drawings heheh #bokumono #rock tumbling (sos)#cora.txt #tumblr kept crashing (sign from god). i’ll add the rest of the images later. maybe #maybe a separate post #adoption theory #my favorite rock theory is still devil that appears once every hundred years theory #simply because the reason was ‘there’s no way human parents are responsible for something like thisi’#creachur…………..

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lawscorazon · 2 years

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Welcome to my 1k follower collab and congratulations on joining Lawscorazon’s Productions! We’re glad to have you! We’ve seen and heard great things about you and we’re grateful to have someone like you on our team!

We need your help writing and directing the most filthy and shamelessly smutty content on Tumblr. We’ve got some great actors on our line up but feel free to request your own. Before we get into the fun stuff, let’s cover our bases…

STATUS: OPEN

Before we start I just wanna thank you for 1k because wtf??? That’s such a big number. Thank you for enjoying my content enough to stick around. I appreciate you all so so much. <;33

To celebrate 1k followers I wanted to throw and pxrn themed event because the idea is just so fun and shameless. This event will be exclusively for One Piece to honor my writing roots in the fandom. I was very inspired by both @/munsonsins and @/suna-reversed and their respective collabs following this theme, so go check their’s out too!

CONTRACT (Rules and Regulations)

Due to this being an event to celebrate my milestone you must be following me to join. New followers are always welcome!

You must disclose that you are 18+ somewhere on your blog such as a bio, carrd, or pinned post.

This collab is exclusively for One Piece characters.

Each character/trope pairing and can only be chosen once and a single character can be repeated no more than 5 times. Let’s not typecast our actors!

The collab is open for canon 18+ characters only so no minors (or age play for that matter).

Multiple entries are allowed!

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To join just send me an ask including a character and a pxrn trope of your choosing, including, but not limited to…

Delivery man, Repairman , Neighbours, Student/Professsor, “Help… I’m stuck!”, Cuckholding, Boss/Secretary, DILF/MILF, Voyeur/Pervert, BDSM Dungeon Master, Secretly fucking in front of someone, “Oh no! It slipped!”

Forbidden tropes: watersports, scat, vomit, anything that fetishize trans people, race play & r*pe play because they make me uncomfy!

And once you’re added to the list reblog this post!

FILMING (Requirements)

Written works and artwork are both permitted for this event!

Fics are to be 500 words minimum, but there is no maximum. Go crazy.

Content must be nsfw to stay on theme and dark content is permitted as long as it is tagged properly.

When you’re done, make sure to tag it with #kaizokuhub collab and tag me when you’re done!

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STARRING MONKEY D. LUFFY…

“Untitled”: fireman!luffy x reader ➟ written and directed @luffysgyal

STARRING RORONOA ZORO…

“HOT PIZZA DELIVERY GUY FUCKS ME WHILE I GIVE HIM DIRECTIONS (REAL)”: pizza delivery man!zoro x reader ➟ written and directed by @lawscorazon

“Untitled”: cam couple + zoro x reader ➟ written and directed by @imperatorkhaleesi

“Who’s Your Daddy?”: dilf!zoro x reader ➟ written and directed by @sanjithesimp

“Lights, Camera, Action!”: casting couch + zoro x reader ft. nami ➟ written and directed by @creamsickle8

STARRING “BLACK LEG” SANJI…

“Piece of Cake”: dilf!sanji x babysitter!reader ➟ written and directed by @creamsickle8

“Untitled”: neighbor!sanji x reader ➟ written and directed by @honeyyywitchhh

STARRING NICO ROBIN…

“Untitled”: femdom!serial killer!robin x reader ➟ written and directed by @luffysgyal [DC]

STARRING TRAFALGAR LAW…

“Doctor, Doctor”: doctor!law x patient!reader ➟ written and directed by @poohbea

“Untitled”: stepbro!law x reader ➟ written and directed by @lawscorazon

“Extracurricular Studies”: study buddy!law x reader ➟ written and directed by @mzladyd

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STARRING EUSTASS KID…

“Untitled”: help… i’m stuck! + kid x reader ➟ written and directed by @4law

“The Heist”: voyeurism + kid x reader ➟ written and directed by @swampstew

“Untitled”: pregnancy kink + rosinante x reader ➟ written and directed by @thegrandlinesimp

STARRING PORTGAS D. ACE…

“Study Session”: public sex + ace x reader ➟ written and directed by @z0r0z

“Untitled”: dilf!neighbor!ace x reader ➟ written and directed by @honeyyywitchhh

“Go Hard!”: amateur!ace x pxrnstar!reader ➟ written and directed by @chwanee

STARRING PENGUIN…

“Untitled”: handyman!penguin x reader x handyman!shachi ➟ written and directed by @lawscorazon

STARRING BUGGY THE CLOWN…

“Red Nosed Milf”: buggy x milf!reader ➟ written and directed by @thicksimpx

“Untitled”: threesome + mihawk x buggy x ftm!crocodile ➟ written and directed by @rowan-rites [DC]

STARRING DONQUIXOTE ROSINANTE…

“Untitled”: pregnancy kink + rosinante x reader ➟ written and directed by @thegrandlinesimp

STARRING “MASSACRE SOLDIER” KILLER…

“Untitled”: pregnancy kink + rosinante x reader ➟ written and directed by @thegrandlinesimp

STARRING CHARLOTTE KATAKURI…

“Untitled”: pregnancy kink + rosinante x reader ➟ written and directed by @thegrandlinesimp

STARRING “BLACK CAGE” HINA…

“Mess”: squirting + hina x reader ➟ written and directed by @rowan-rites (ao3 link [x])

STARRING DONQUIXOTE DOFLAMINGO…

“Clones in the Throneroom”: gangbang + femdom!doflamingo x reader ➟ written and directed by @rowan-rites (ao3 link [x])

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fizzy-dizzie · 17 days

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For anyone who wants Steve's canon accurate ages throughout the infinity saga I got some important dates written out here.

'¢' in this context will symbolise he is yet to have his birthday for that year. (Ex. Steve was 93 in avengers, later that same year he turns 94)

Both his biological age and his literal age have been put on the timeline here. Biological being his age, excluding his years that was lived in the ice.

Born 1918.

1918 - bio 18 - Steve's mother dies

1943 - bio 25 - Takes the serum

1945 - ¢ bio 26 - Steve goes into ice

2011 - ¢ bio 26 - 92 - Wakes up modern era

2012 - ¢ bio 27 - 93 - Avengers

2014 - ¢ bio 29 - 95 - CATWS

2016 - ¢ bio 31 - 97 - CAWS

2018 - ¢ bio 33 - 99 - Avengers Infinity War

2023 - bio 39 - 105 - Avengers Endgame

Now Steve goes back in time to be with Peggy in 1949. Just adding 74 years onto his age would leave me with bio 113 but in the actual canon he's supposedly bio 112 so I just assume that with some weird time travel magic he lost a birthday in the mix of it all.

2023 - bio 112 - 173 - Old ass steve

I just did this for fun in my free time but I hope this helps someone if they need it 👍

#hate that i had to include the peggy dates but it had to be done 😒#Steve Rogers #steve rogers mcu #marvel mcu #marvel #mcu #i did all this bc i had a vague idea for a fic that im never gonna write but once i got in the research groove i didnt want to stop lmao #steve would never leave bucky Ive already ranted abt that so i cant here vruh

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dearestgojo · 1 year

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I’ve reached out to @sugar-locket for the two-year blog anniversary giveaway! I want to thank them for allowing me the opportunity to commission them for this giveaway cause it's a pretty big one with 8 winners in total.

The giveaway closes on April 8th.

General Rules:

Following prior to Mar 19th.

Choose 3 raffle numbers and fill out your respective response form

Have your age in your bio (18+)

Numbers will be added as people participate, so if your number has already been taken, I will privately message you so you may choose new ones.

Since this is for this blog's anniversary for two extra entries tell me one of your favorite fics of mine, why it's your favorite and two more numbers. I'll respond to these privately.

Prizes:

All prizes all self-ship chibi drawings! Each section gets 4 winners.

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#🌷. two years here

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bangtann-bangdamn · 1 year

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Not Like The Movies

Part 32 - JIN: June 28th - July 12th, 2021

Five years is a long time to hold a grudge, but YN has vowed that she will never forgive Kim Seokjin for what he did. But when he unexpectedly returns to her life, YN begins to realise that maybe not everything is as simple as it seems.

Tag List: @missmadwoman @wondersky @miki-chi @skyrro @casspirit0705 @knjkitten @pleasegivemearemedyyy @princess-rene @loljrau @bubblytaetae @halesandy @xjiminsthighsx @taeshuworld @salty-for-suga @denimtangerine @ficlibrarie

If you want to be added to the tag list, check the link in my bio!

< Part 31 (x) Part 33>

AN: Just to clarify, in case I didn’t quite make it obvious in this part, there’s a slight time difference between Jin and everyone else - he’s about 3/4 hours ahead.

#bts #not like the movies #bts smau #bts social media au #bts social media #bts jin #kim seokjin #seokjin #jin #bts au #bts fake texts #bts fake texts au #bts fake text #bts fake text au #jin x reader #jin x you #bts fanfic #seokjin x reader #seokjin x you

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bwabys-scenarios · 9 months

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Reunited

Illumi x Reader x Feitan

Part 32

Part 31

Part 33

“Would you like to fight me, (Name)?”

The entire building went silent, a cold chill running down (Name)’s back.

Along with Hisoka’s murderous aura, she could feel Feitan’s begin to turn angry.

“What did you say?”

Feitan stepped closer to Hisoka, pointing the end of his umbrella at his chest.

“I wasn’t talking to you, Feitan. I was asking (Name) a question.”

The man gritted his teeth, sneering at Hisoka. He ignored Feitan and turned his attention to (Name).

“Let me ask this in a way that will let me keep my head. Would you like to spar with me, (Name)? I’m quite bored and I’m sure more than one of the members here would like to see your… skills.”

He grinned down at her like a cat would a mouse, but (Name) didn’t back down. She looked to Chrollo.

“I don’t see why not. She is not a member of the… of our group. But as she is dear to Feitan, I’ll have to include a few… prerequisites to fighting her.”

Hisoka leaned against the wall. “Go on.”

Chrollo approached the three, stepping between Hisoka and Feitan.

“First, you will need to flip a coin to see if you can spar with her. Feitan obviously does not want this, so it will be decided by coin.”

Hisoka produced a coin from his pocket, throwing it to Chrollo.

“You can call it, Feitan.”

Chrollo threw it into the air. “Heads.”

Hisoka closed his eyes, smiling. “Tails.”

The coin landed on Chrollo’s hand, revealing…

“It’s tails.”

Feitan’s grip on (Name)’s arm tightened to the point she felt her wrist snap.

At the feeing of her bones breaking, he pulled his hand back in shock.

“(Name), I-“

She held up her good hand, silencing him, before simply kissing her broken wrist. The sound of bones cracking back into place made him wince.

“It’s alright. Hisoka, let’s go outside.”

Feitan stared as she left, his breath uneven. He couldn’t get the feeling of her bones breaking under his touch out of his head.

‘It broke so easily… I…’

He looked down at his hands. They were capable of so much more than breaking bones, would he hurt her again, just because he couldn’t control his strength?

And if he could hurt her that easily, what would Hisoka do?

Hisoka followed behind the girl, the rest of the Phantom Troupe close behind.

Chrollo placed a hand in Feitan’s back. “Come on. Try not to worry too much. She’s a healer, she’ll be okay.”

Feitan didn’t quite register his words, but followed him outside anyway.

“The second prerequisite is that you cannot kill each other. I don’t think I have to say what would happen if you kill (Name), Hisoka.”

Feitan watched as (Name) handed Shalnark her backpack and hoodie, revealing a sports bra underneath.

“Hold these please! I don’t want to get any blood on that hoodie, it’s brand new.”

Shalnark took her belongings, trying to keep his eyes from glancing down at her ample cleavage.

Feitan didn’t even have the time to ogle (Name)’s state of undress, he was too busy staring down Hisoka.

“Boss. Won’t be able to hold back if he hurts her.”

Chrollo didn’t reply to his black haired friend, but his silence was answer enough.

He wouldn’t be stopping him.

(Name) joined Hisoka in their makeshift ring, stretching a bit.

“I won’t go easy on you like Illumi did.”

He appeared in front of her, grabbing her chin and tilting her head up to look at him.

(Name) didn’t react, only pulling away to continue her stretching.

“Oh, the silent treatment, hmm? I just can’t wait to hear you scream~”

Hisoka walked back over to his side of the ring, looking to chrollo.

“Any other rules?”

The man nodded. “Yes. No nen.”

Hisoka laughed. “So this is a battle of brawn alone? Not using nen won’t make it any easier for her, you know.”

The man was silent, only giving Hisoka an amused look.

“I’m ready.”

(Name) stepped forward, getting into a fighting stance. Hisoka grinned, his eyes going wide.

“Nice posture. I see you’ve improved since Illumi wiped the floor with you.”

Again, she didn’t react. “Are you going to fight, or are you going to keep talking, Hisoka?”

The magician frowned, his eyes narrowing. “I promise you, little girl, you’ll wish you kept me talking.”

He launched forward, reaching his hands out grab at her neck.

But (Name) was faster.

She dodged his attack and sent a kick to the side of his face, sending him flying to the edge of the ring.

Red spurted from his nose as he steadied himself.

“Did she just kick Hisoka in the face? Holy shit!”

Shalnark pulled out his phone and started taking pictures, zooming in on… certain parts of (Name).

“Mmm… this is turning me on.”

Hisoka licked at the blood running from his nose, walking forward with a new sense of caution.

(Name) took a few steps back, her eyes following Hisoka’s every movement.

“Everyone’s always treating me like a baby, so I don’t blame you for underestimating me.”

(Name) blocked a punch meant for her face with her right arm, wincing as she felt her bones crack.

“But being trained by Zoldycks mean I’m not a weakling.”

She used her left arm to swing at him, landing a hit straight in the middle of his chest.

(Name) struggled to not pull back when she felt his ribs breaking. She disliked fighting. (Name) much preferred providing support, but she didn’t want people thinking she was useless.

Hisoka jumped back, coughing up a bit of blood and wiping his mouth.

“You sure can throw a punch, little girl. But I think it’s time I got serious.”

He appeared by her side in a split second, instantly pinning her to the ground. She struggled against his iron grip, thrashing, clawing, and biting.

“Hisoka let go of me before I-“

He slammed his fist into her left leg, shattering the bone. (Name) struggled to hold back a scream, a hoarse gasp of pain leaving her throat.

“Before you what? Can’t you see you’re still the powerless girl you’ve always been? You may have grown stronger, but you’re nothing compared to me.”

He twisted his fist into her wound, finally causing her to let out an anguished scream.

Feitan had to be held back by Chrollo to prevent him from killing Hisoka right then and there. “Patience, Feitan.”

“Ahhh, now that’s all I wanted. You have such a pretty voice, you know. Now…”

He slipped his finger under the hem of her bra, his face getting dangerously close to his.

“What other ways can I make you scream, little girl?”

One moment Hisoka was pinning her down, and the next he was gone, replaced by feitan covering her with her jacket.

“Do you want to die!?”

Feitan had thrown the man out of the ring, his aura filled with bloodlust. No one would be able to control him, not right now.

Now that the match was over, (Name) began healing herself, tears falling from her eyes.

But it wasn’t from the pain.

‘God I’m such a fucking weakling. He was taunting me, if this was a real fight he could have done whatever he wanted to me…’

She shuddered, her breath coming out in pants. Shalnark was at her side soon after, not doing much to hide his own angry aura.

“You did well, (Name). Hisoka is just an overpowered asshole.”

Pakunoda joined Feitan’s side, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Fei. Don’t give him what he wants. He’s provoking you into a fight.”

Feitan growled at the woman, brushing her hand away. “Don’t care, going to kill him.”

(Name) stood up with the help of Shalnark. She may be able to heal herself, but that took a lot of energy. Especially when her bones had been broken beyond repair for a normal person.

She didn’t say anything, just tugged on his sleeve. The man didn’t turn away from Hisoka, but he did start to calm down.

“I’m okay. See?”

She spun around, having to be pulled back to her feet by Shalnark when she fell due to not having enough energy.

Feitan stared at her for a moment before snickering.

“Stupid, sit down. Going to hit your head.”

He took Shalnark’s job of holding her up. Feitan began walking her back inside, ignoring everyone’s eyes on them.

‘Mmm… she has quite a bit of potential. A push in the right direction and…’

He pushed his hair back, his eyes following her every step.

‘She’ll be worthy enough to kill.’

——————

“Fei, are you mad at me?”

She sat right next to him. (Name) struggled to keep herself steady so Feitan had offered his shoulder for her to lean on.

Feitan kept looking down at his hands. She wondered why he hadn’t touched her since they walked inside. Usually, he at least kept a hand in hers or on her waist.

“… not mad.”

She played with his sleeve. “I didn’t mean to worry you, Fei. I just wanted you to see I’m capable and can take care of myself.”

He sighed, leaning his head onto her’s. “Will always worry. Even if you were stronger than me.”

She tried to hide her cheeks heating up by covering her face, but he could tell her temperature was rising.

“Hmm? You like when I worry?”

He poked her cheek as he gave her a mischievous grin. She quickly grabbed his hand and placed it on her cheeks gently.

“No I just… it feels nice to know you care.”

Feitan paused. He did care about her, a lot, but he felt strangely uncomfortable when she mentioned it. A pink hue returned to his cheeks, and Feitan didn’t like that.

“… shouldn’t be nice. Hurt you earlier.”

(Name) glanced down to her wrist. “I know you didn’t mean to.”

Feitan whipped his head around, (Name)’s eyes widening.

“Doesn’t matter if meant to or not, still hurt you.”

He looked distraught, eyebrows furrowed and lips pulled into a frown.

“Fei…”

(Name) placed a hand on his cheek, and although he was upset he couldn’t help but lean in to her touch.

“I know you would never hurt me on purpose. And although you did, it doesn’t mean you have to beat yourself up over it. It happened, you’re sorry, and you’ll never do it again. Right?”

He didn’t answer, looking down at his hands again.

“Fei?”

He shook his head. “Don’t know.”

This didn’t seem to change (Name)’s mind, the girl bringing him closer to her. “I know, though. I trust you Fei.”

‘You really shouldn’t.’

He didn’t say this though. Feitan was weak in her arms, soft. The dark haired man rather enjoyed her gentle touches and reassurance. It made his cold heart beat faster under his ribs.

(Name) soon fell asleep, Feitan letting her lie on his lap. It was late, and Uvogin still showed no signs of turning up.

He’d bring her back home in the morning after their plans had been confirmed. Feitan didn’t want to leave until he was absolutely certain of Uvogin’s fate.

———————

The group gathered around Chrollo near dawn. (Name) still slept soundly on Feitan’s lap, Shalnark sitting next to them.

Phinks sat on the other side, guarding his friend and the woman Feitan loved.

‘There spiders guarding a fly, how ironic.’ Hisoka thought, playing with his deck of cards.

‘I was hoping Feitan would get riled up enough to fight. Mmm, maybe if I try the same thing with Illumi…’

He smirked. ‘Ah, but Illumi would actually attempt to kill me. He wouldn’t be calmed down as easily, and unlike Feitan there are no rules restricting him from harming me.’

Hisoka sighed, leaning back against the window’s ledge.

“Uvogin has not returned.”

Chrollo pushed back his hair, looking down at the ground. He glanced to the sleeping (Name) before continuing.

“It seems our plans will be changing, then.”

Feitan ran his hand over (Name)’s hair as Chrollo talked. She seemed so content with his touch, Phinks watching with the hint of a smile on his face.

‘He seems happy with her. I never thought I’d see the day a woman made him happy.’

Shalnark poked (Name)’s cheek before Feitan slapped his hand away and sent a sharp glare in his direction.

“Don’t, will wake her up.”

Shalnark poured. “Well it’s morning, that’s what I was trying to do. She should probably get home before we start preparing for our plans. Her condo is in a safe area, yeah?”

Feitan nodded. “Good, I’ll come with you and set up a temporary security system. It will make sure nothing happens while we’re busy tonight.”

Feitan wanted to reject his offer, but it made sense. He wanted (Name) to be safe, and he knew Shalnark could provide that extra layer of protection.

“I can put a camera in her shower, if you want.”

Feitan scrunched up his nose in disgust. “Why do that?”

Shalnark blinked and tilted his head. “Wouldn’t you like to see her all lathered up in soap?”

The black haired man tightened his grip on her hair, causing the girl to stir a bit before falling back into her sleep.

“… already seen… things.”

Shalnark’s jaw dropped. “Have you two already gotten frea-“

“No, just saw her after shower. Dropped towel too quick, didn’t notice I saw.”

Shalnark nudged his friend. “Oh Fei, you naughty boy. Snuck a peek?”

The man didn’t respond, continuing to pet the sleeping girl.

“You shouldn’t peek at girls, Fei. Especially ones you actually like.” Phinks said, looking down at his friend in disappointment. Feitan groaned.

“Wasn’t peeking. Asked me to sit while she showered. Got out and asked me to turn around, but dropped her towel while I was still turning.”

The two nodded slowly, glancing at each other. “Uh huh. That’s what they all say, Fei.”

He huffed and stood, holding (Name) in his arms with ease. “The truth. Why lie? She’s asleep, no reason to.”

The girl nuzzled against his chest as he walked, gripping onto his shirt.

“Isn’t that just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?” Shalnark asked, following behind Feitan. Phinks decided to tag along as well, having nothing else to do at the moment.

All three of them wanted a distraction from the current reality they were being forced to live. Uvogin might be dead, if not dead severely injured to the point he couldn’t contact them.

Feitan held her a little closer as he walked. She looked so peaceful in his arms. He didn’t know if he deserved to have someone put so much trust in him after the things he’d done.

“… I think she would be a good candidate for Uvogin’s replacement.”

The two twisted their heads to look at Shalnark, who was watching (Name) with an unreadable look.

“We’re not sure if he’s dead yet.”

Feitan glanced back down at the woman sleeping in his grasp. “I don’t approve. Not strong enough.”

“Fei, to be fair she held her own against Hisoka for a good amount of time, even did some damage without using nen. She’s not defenseless.”

“Never said she was. Doesn’t compare to us.”

Shalnark hummed. “Maybe, but with some training I bet she would. Hisoka is interested in her so she has to have some sort of potential.”

(Name) wiggled around, whining in her sleep. “Fei…”

He stopped and readjusted her. “(Name)? You awake?”

“Fei… don’t leave…”

She held onto him tighter as her lip quivered. Feitan pulled her a little closer to his chest.

“Doesn’t like to be alone.” Feitan said as the two gave him a questioning look.

Feitan wasn’t the hugest fan of how close Shalnark lingered around (Name), or how he smiled when she reached out held onto the blonde’s arm.

“Oh dear, she’s captured me!” Shalnark said, halfheartedly pulling at her hand to release him. He didn’t really mind her soft hand holding onto his arm, but Feitan certainly did.

He wrenched her hand away from Shalnark’s and put laid it against her chest.

“Touchy brat.”

Her need for constant physical contact annoyed him, but not because he didn’t like fulfilling it. In fact, sometimes he wish he could have her in his arms at all times. Feitan adored her, even if he would never admit it.

He just hated the fact she may seek physical contact from other sources. Feitan knew he couldn’t always be by her side. Even if she joined the troupe, there were missions he wouldn’t be able to bring her on.

He didn’t want her to join. Not just because he worried about her well being, he was also terrified of her seeing the real him.

With (Name), Feitan was a different man, a softer one. But that wasn’t how he was with other people. He could be cruel, sadistic even. He enjoyed inflicting pain on his victims.

But that didn’t extend to (Name). This cemented in his brain when he’d seen her injure herself to show off her nen and smelled her blood.

He never wanted to see her in such a state ever again. Just watching her fight against Hisoka was torture in and of itself, even if he felt his chest swell with pride when he watched her kick Hisoka right in the face.

“Oh, she’s waking up!”

Feitan stopped walking and watched as she finally opened her eyes. He waited patiently for her to get her bearings before he said anything.

“Taking you home. Almost there.”

The first thing that came out of (Name)’s mouth made the other three wince.

“Did Uvo come home?”

None of them knew how to answer her. They could say he didn’t and they weren’t COMPLETELY sure he was dead, but even they didn’t believe that. Uvogin wasn’t known to be late without contacting at least one person.

“… he did not return. Not sure if he’s alive.”

(Name) stared up at the man as she processed this information. Her face went from confused, to worried, to upset. Tears were starting to pool in her eyes.

“Uvo… didn’t return? But he has to. He’s the strongest.”

Her lip began to quiver as Feitan placed her on her feet. Both Shalnark and Phinks drew closer, the two blondes weak to crying women.

“Don’t cry, (Name), there’s no guarantee either way if he’s dead or alive.”

Shalnark had been trying to cheer her up, but this only turned her tears into a sob.

Feitan shot him a look before grabbing her hand and continuing to walk towards town. Shalnark felt guilty for causing her distress, trying his best to fry her tears with distracting her.

Phinks was obviously uncomfortable with the girl’s sobbing, speed walking until he was a good distance in from of them.

“(Name), you said you like baking right? Why don’t you send me some of your recipes? I’ve been dying to-“

His attempts to distract her weren’t working. She was sniffling, attempting in vain to dry her tears. If Feitan didn’t hate the sight of her in distress, he would find her attempts weirdly cute.

“Sorry… you all were much closer to him.”

Shalnark quickly shook his head. “Never apologize, you shedding tears for him just shows you cared. For us…”

He glanced to Feitan and Phinks, who both looked towards town solemnly.

“For us that means the world. At least someone will cry for him.”

(Name) nodded, dropping Feitan’s hand to dig around in her backpack. She pulled out a sketchbook and started drawing in it. She kept doing this until they reached her apartment.

———-

“What’s she doing?” Shalnark whispered as (Name) doodled away. She sat next to Phinks on the couch, who seemed to desperately want to peek over her shoulder and see what she was doodling.

“Better not to question her. Complete weirdo.” Feitan stated as he watched Shalnark install the security system. Phinks was going to be tasked to distract (Name) while they did it, but she was keeping herself preoccupied, so he simply watched over her.

“She may be a little strange, but weird is stretching it Fei. If anyone’s weird, it’s us.”

After all, they were installing a security system in a lone woman’s house without her consent. Of course it was for her own safety, she could potentially be targeted by their enemies, but it didn’t change that it was a bit creepy.

“Oh, Phinks can you help me cut these out?”

The two glanced over to (Name) as she handed him her sketchbook and strolled over to the kitchen. She pulled a pair of scissors from the drawer and handed them over.

“Might be better if Fei does. His hands are much steadier.”

(Name) glanced his way with a smile. “Fei?”

“Busy. Phinks just do it.”

The blonde scowled, but did as told, how could he say no when (Name) was beaming at him? She’d stopped crying, and he didn’t want her to start again.

(Name) left to go check on the cinnamon rolls she’d put on to bake a few minutes earlier. Shalnark had been very excited to have a pretty lady make breakfast for him, and Feitan had to pull him away to do his job.

“Breakfast is almost ready, boys.”

She walked back over just in time for Phinks to finish.

“Here, I’m done.”

He handed (Name) the objects he’d cut out. The girl smiled down at her hands before clearing her throat.

“These are for each of you.”

In her hands were cutouts of flowers. They looked like paper daisies, all a different size. She handed Phinks one, the man staring down at the object with a mix of confusion and adoration. She’d made these for them?

Both Feitan and Shalnark got one as well, the two seeing there were enough flowers for the entire Phantom Troupe.

“Why flowers?”

Feitan wasn’t questioning because he didn’t want it, in fact he was already thinking of ways to preserve the paper flower like he did with the stuffed animal she’d made him.

“It’s a celebration of life. If it’s true Uvogin is dead…”

She held up another flower, this one the biggest and most detailed. “Then this is something to remember him by. All of you were important to him and will always carry a part of him in your heart. That’s what the flowers represent.”

The three stared at her for a moment. Shalnark was the first to react, his lips forming a frown as he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.

For once, Feitan didn’t feel the need to stop this. He loved (Name), but he loved his friends too, and he could see Shalnark had begun to cry.

“You’re too kind, (Name). This is incredibly thoughtful.”

(Name) hugged him back, rubbing soothing circles into his back. “I’m not that kind. It’s the least I could do to celebrate a friend’s life.”

Feitan watched with soft eyes. ‘Too humble. Awfully kind, even to the likes of us.’

The three sat at the kitchen table as (Name) served them cinnamon rolls, milk, and fruit for breakfast. As soon as she was done, she went back to working on another batch.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” Shalnark asked. She shrugged.

“I’ll eat after I finish this batch.”

“Why making more?”

She raised an eyebrow in his direction. “It’s for the rest of your friends, of course.”

Shalnark bit into his cinnamon roll and sighed dreamily. “You’d make a really good wife, (Name).”

She stared at the blonde with wide eyes. “W-wife?”

Shalnark sent her a smile. “Yeah, you’re a great cook and an absolute sweetheart. I’m not sure why Feitan hasn’t-“

Before he could finish Feitan grabbed him by the collar and they were out the front door in a flash.

(Name) blinked, looking to Phinks for an explanation.

The blonde shrugged, continuing to eat his breakfast as the sound of arguing could be heard from outside.

The three left a bit later, carrying the cinnamon rolls (Name) had made. Feitan had to gently but sternly convince her to stay home.

“But I don’t wanna be alone…”

She tugged at his sleeve, pouting at him. “You said you wouldn’t leave me all by myself…”

Phinks and Shalnark wanted to scoop her up and take her with them, but knew Feitan was doing the right thing. Their mission tonight was both dangerous, and something that (Name) shouldn’t see.

“Also told you I won’t be free if boss needs me. Be a good girl and stay put, ok?”

He ruffled her hair. “Give you reward when I get back. Call you when I can.”

All three of them tilted their head at Feitan’s mention of a reward.

“Reward? What are you planning, Fei?” Shalnark asked after they left.

The black haired man only smirked as they walked.

“Oh. Fei, you’re not some kind of pervert are y- OW!”

(Name) plopped down onto her couch and watched a movie, deep in thought. ‘That’s the second time he’s mentioned a reward. Weird…’

—————

The day passed by slowly, the girl getting a call at around lunch time. She answered quickly, not checking the Caller ID.

“Hello?”

“(Name), it’s me.”

She brightened immediately. “Kurapika! How are you doing?”

He sighed into the phone. “Alright. Had a… rough night.”

(Name) held a hand to her chest, standing from the couch. “I see… would you like to talk about it?”

Kurapika looked at his phone and bit his lip. “No, I’m sorry, I would just like to hear your voice for a bit. Can you tell me what you’ve been up to?”

“Of course, Kurapika. I’ll talk as much as you want it that helps my sweet boy feel better.”

Again, being called hers made his face go red. He stayed quiet, allowing her to talk endlessly. Kurapika only occasionally spoke up to chime in, or scold her for not being careful.

“Oh, and I saw Hisoka. We fought!”

Kurapika’s entire body froze over, his heart nearly stopping. “You what?”

She paused at the sound of his voice. “Oh um… we sparred. He wanted to see how strong I was, and I had no reason to say no-“

“(Name).”

(Name) went quiet. His voice was low, and honestly she was a bit frightened.

“Never, and I mean never do that again. Hisoka is dangerous, and could kill you as if you were nothing but an ant under his foot.”

She frowned. “Kurapika, you’re my friend, but you’re not the boss of me. I’m not a baby, I can make my own choices.”

“I won’t repeat myself.”

The girl pursed her lips. “And what would you do if I did fight again?”

He was silent for a moment, contemplating.

“I’d kill him.”

(Name)’s eyes went wide, her heart beating faster. Her Kurapika, the sweet boy she’d known for nearly a year now, was threatening to kill someone.

And he was deathly serious, his words cool and firm.

“Kurapika…”

She knew now that she could never tell him about Hisoka breaking several of her bones. She didn’t care for Hisoka, but didn’t want Kurapika fighting him and potentially getting hurt because of her.

“… alright. I won’t.”

The man sighed in relief, resting against the chair he’d been sitting in. “Good.”

He could sense he’d frightened her with his tone, his heart hurting. Kurapika didn’t want her to be scared of him. He didn’t care if others hated or feared him, but her? She was the only person he wanted to never be scared, in fact he wanted her to love him. More than anything.

“I apologize for my tone, (Name). I just… worry about you. You’re always disregarding your safety…”

(Name) pulled a pillow to her chest. “It’s alright, I know you mean well.”

He bit his lip. If anyone had talked to him the way he had, demanding him to not do something, he would have yelled at them. “You’re kind, (Name). Way too kind.”

She groaned. “People keep telling me that today. I don’t think I’m particularly kind, I just do what my heart tells me.”

He laughed into the phone. “I see, my apologies. I’ll keep that in mind.”

He wanted to stay on the phone forever, better yet be right next to her as she talked, but his mission needed to be fulfilled.

And Kurapika’s missions always came first.

“Sorry (Name), but I have to get back to work. I’ll talk with you some other time, alright? Hopefully we’ll be able to meet soon.”

(Name) pouted. “Yeah… I miss you.”

He didn’t like how sad her voice sounded. “… I miss you too.”

‘More than you know.’

The two exchanged goodbyes before they both hung up.

Kurapika held his phone to his chest and stared out the window. It felt much too quiet without the sound of her voice in his ear. He felt his body heat up as he scrolled through their text messages, the love and support she sent to him everyday making his heart soar.

‘The next time I see her, I’m not sure I’ll be able to hold back…’

——————

(Name) spent the rest of the day lazing around, snacking, and getting some baking done. She wanted to meet up with Leorio, Gon, and Killua, but they weren’t answering.

She even tried talking with Illumi, but he was busy as well.

It was scary being all alone when she was in such a sensitive state. All she wanted was to see or talk to her friends, but not a single one of them had any time for her.

(Name) decided to do the only think that could calm her down when she was this stressed.

Bake until she passed out.

Cookies, pies, cakes, of different flavors and sizes decorated the counters of her kitchen by her bedtime.

(Name) yawned, climbing into bed. ‘Mmm, I have nothing to do so I guess I’ll turn in early…’

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