#bonolenov x reader

[lightfeltmemories]

episode one: phantom troupe and romance; headcanons from least toxic, to most toxic

characters include: chrollo, machi, pakunoda, shizuku, uvogin, shalnark, feitan, phinks, bonolenov, kortopi, hisoka, illumi, nobunaga, franklin. (not in order)

tw's: nsfw but nothing explicit, mentions of non-con, spoilers for the deaths of pakunoda, shalnark, kortopi and uvogin, toxic relationships, lovebombing, mentions of torture (not on reader), mentions of cheating, mentions of reader's death,

notes: a completely self indulgent post, you can probably tell who im biased towards by how long certain sections are.

because this contains mentions of nsfw, do not interact if you are under 18, you will be blocked if you do !! also, do not leave negative comments please, they will be deleted :)

pakunoda

out of everyone, guaranteed, she'll be the best partner out of everyone else, you might even end up shocked that she's apart of the troupe if it ever comes to you finding out.

she's a darling, spoils and cares for you like anyone else, a great listener and partakes in your interests in hobbies, its (almost) like a fairytale by how the relationship is, the troupe knows you but you don't know them! and she wants to keep it that way, of course still she's a murderer, so it would break her if you were to have found out about everything, she vowed to never let you know or even have you close to knowing about what she does, but you just can't help but wonder what she's doing when she's away for long periods of time.

until it comes to her death.

now, you eventually find out that she died from a close friend of hers, but he knows paku doesn't want you to know about the troupe, so, he's a bit vague, and a bit creepy.

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nobunaga

personally out of everyone else, i feel like nobunaga would be other most normal when it comes to relationships, but then again, he's an enigma, he doesn't strike me as the type to be the best boyfriend literally ever or very very toxic, i feel like out of everyone else, if you're looking for someone to be in a semi normal relationship with, nobunaga is your best shot, but of course, he's a part of the phantom troupe, and any member apart of it isn't exactly the best partner by default.

he's still a murder and thief, like all members i believe that he would definitely steal things that remind him of you, he'd most definitely kill for you.

unlike someone like feitan or machi, he doesn't exactly have a problem with being vulnerable when you get to know him, he'll tell you about himself, and of course, because he's a criminal he can't exactly tell you what he does for a living, but can't bring himself to lie about it either, he's just hoping that one day, if you know, you won't leave or judge him for it, his childhood isn't exactly all sunshines and lolipops, y'know?

he'll love you from the ends of the earth, but he definitely won't let you walk all over him, quick to put your in your place and won't allow you to manipulate him, he won't lie to you (about trivial things, at least) so why should you? (who knows, maybe you're apart of a criminal organization and is pretty much a wanted criminal yourself :P)

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bonolenov

similar to nobunaga i think if you want something that's somewhat normal, bonolenov is also a nice choice! (100% not putting him up so high because we don't really know that much about him it's totally because he would be a decent partner! honest!)

for one, you would definitely be introduced to usual romantic gestures and advances that come from his tribe, he'll tell you all about how things work with him, he'll do dances he learned when they were still here for you to show how much he adores you, and dresses you in garments that resemble such from his tribe, it's pretty cute, honestly!

now, what concerns him a bit is.. how you'll react without his bandages, he's not exactly sexy like chrollo but (to me, TO MEEEEEE) he's not the ugliest thing in the world! he just hopes that eventually if you see him in his true form, you don't scream and run away at the sight of him, its okay if you do! ..... kind of.

and if you don't, oh you'll mean so much to him!

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kortopi

now, here's another one we don't know much about! but i'll try my best either way (i just want to contribute to the lack of attention him and bono get in these spaces.) he's another somewhat normal one, he also doesn't strike me as the type to be the absolute worst, but still is apart of a troupe of murderers and thieves.

similar to everyone else, he'll steal and kill for you (idk if this guy even has a body count but lets pretend he does.) and is a lot more open to being vulnerable than some other members.

now, nine times out of ten you'll be taller than him because this guy is even shorter than feitan, so, he'll definitely be wearing your t-shirts and hoodies, and he ain't complaining about it!

and eventually, he dies, now, honestly, something told you that kortopi seemed... like the odd one out when it came to the troupe, he doesn't seem like the type to be apart of... that! you better hope that hisoka doesn't care about you, or things are gonna turn ugly faster than you can blink.

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uvogin

he's big (as hell), but he's sweeter (you know why they're in bold italics) than the others twice his size.

physically the strongest, you're rather lucky to have him has your partner, if someone won't stop messing with you, they're dead within a millisecond, or at least scared off since you know.. he isn't exactly built like the average guy and having someone that's eight foot fucking two walking up on you not really excited to see you is quite terrifying, depending on his mood they'll sometimes get away.... sometimes.

enough of that, how is it like when it's just the two of you? sitting on the couch or laying in bed watching movies together, his arm around you, it's basically a pillow! a hard ass pillow at that.

not the most vulnerable, he's not some weird incel who see's women as sex toys or anything, he's decently capable of being in a normal relationship, you won't see each other often sadly, but when you do, he'll pay 95% of his attention towards you, he'll even let you know straight up that he won't know when he'll get back, but he will! ... until he doesn't..

ah yes, his death at the hands of kurapika, how will you react? hell, how would kurapika react to your existence? something tells me that kurapika might kill you too, send you right off with him, or, in a rather strange twist of events, he might try to fuck you and take you to the other side, not in the way of barging into your house and straight up non con, nah, more like a get to know you then get in your pants type of way, uvo won't be there to protect you now would he? of course the latter is highly unlikely, but to be honest it's kind of fun to think about.

and now that you think of it... you don't even know what uvo was doing or where he was going, you choose how you want to react to how you found out about his troupe business.

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shizuku

another woman! she's similar to another person right below her! she looks cute, but she's anything but!...... sort of.

she's not the best or worst partner, she's pretty normal, a bit distant but it's not something you can't manage, maybe she just needs some space and you're overwhelming her, but something that really gets to you is her forgetfulness.

at first, she'll forget things such as your birthday or your anniversary, but going further into the relationship, she becomes less and less forgetful (she might even remember things that you don't even remember.)

what exactly do you guys do together? well, she does try to partake in your interests, and does try to get things you like!

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franklin

he's similar to uvo, he's big, he's actually nicer than he appears.

what makes him so low is.. well to be honest i don't know, i don't feel like he could be high up but not so low, so, this is the perfect spot for him.

for one he does have a bit of an anger problem, not as bad as phinks, but he doesn't mind a slight argument, good thing he wont assault you, and is quick to make up for the argument.

i don't know how to write him, so, please forgive me for how small this passage is. :(

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shalnark

we're starting to get into uh... strange territory, he looks kind, and seems normal, but he's anything but that, he's not the most toxic but he also isn't the most caring and understanding either, similar to nobunaga he's kind of an enigma.

he's a love bomber and very good at manipulating, definitely takes advantage of his rather cute looks, he'll figure out what you're insecure about and compliment those things specifically, i do think he is capable of loving someone genuinely, but he sometimes does things without realizing that they aren't really normal, maybe he's getting his troupe personality mixed up with the one he has with you.

he does come off as sweet at first, brings you flowers and takes you on some rather expensive dates (an uncanny feeling creeps up on you about how the waiters act, but you don't pay much attention to it.) and sometimes he's more distant and a little bit aloof, you take this as him needing his space.

he's not abusive, but he isn't the absolute best partner, there's definitely better out there.

his death doesn't hit you as hard as the others but it was still devastating, you best hope hisoka doesn't come for you, and if he does, you hope he swiftly kills you, because you really don't want this murder clown to take an interest to you.

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phinks

phinks is another one 'that's kind of odd to me, i don't want to judge a book by its cover and say "yeah he's a piece of shit!!" but again, he's a lot better in comparison to anyone below.

he's similar to shalnark in quite a few ways, one, he does things that kind of makes you think he's a bit of an odd ball, he's intimidating to look at and is the second strongest physically in the troupe, so you're lucky to have someone like him if you're looking for protection.

i don't see him as the type to take you out to fancy restaurants and bring you flowers, stuff like that is a bit too sappy for him, he shows other ways like giving you thinks you like or taking you to like carnivals or other fun events.

his main problem is his anger issues, he won't physically harm you especially if you don't use nen, but he's not above arguing with or yelling at you, he doesn't do it often, but he might call you an idiot or a bitch if you take him to that point.

the relationship is somewhat normal besides that.

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chrollo

chrollo is weird, some say he's loving, caring, blah blah blah while some might say he's the exact opposite.

for one he is charming, he's a relatively good looking man, he's intelligent, and is looking for someone who's also intelligent.

i feel like chrollo definitely has a type, he likes people who are elegant, he wants someone that'll make him look good while he's in public, he doesn't care much for how people view the relationship outside of that, he also looks for someone with a personality he doesn't want someone who looks good yes, but is boring to be around, someone he can have a deep conversation with and talk about his interests with.

for one, you will not know about the troupe's existence, until he is 100% ready to tell you, which will definitely take a while, but he's confident that the troupe and himself will protect you from anyone who tries to avenge.

now, what makes him so low on this list? well, he's quite manipulative, a gaslighter, too, what do you mean you saw me with another woman? it's all for business, i'm just trying to steal her nen ability.

he does want to be a good partner, but this relationship is kind of a "too good to be true" type, something is happening behind closed doors and the thought is too persistent to ignore.

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illumi

this guy is... strange, for one, his beady ass eyes make him look like a bug (affectionately), and section.. his very warped perception of what love even is.

i agree with the fandom that he has a breeding kink no doubt, his intention on dating is marriage, and you will bear his children, no ifs, ands or buts.

you'll meet his family but you'll never meet the troupe, he doesn't want you getting involved in fighting (he might have someone teach you some basic self protection) because he doesn't want you to die, that'll fuck with him... kind of, you're basically trapped in the mansion.

his overprotection is toxic on its own, you don't have that much freedom, you can't go shopping unless he's with you (or if he can't be there, one of his servants will accompany you), you're never truly alone unless he's away, and when he's here, things are no better, he's distant and cold, there's not much to talk about with him, sure, he loves you, but doesn't know how to express it much.

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machi

one out of three toxic ass individuals, one of them consists of machi.

lets start off with the fact that she's cold hearted, as hell, if you cry in front of her she'll look at you like you're crazy, if she's really in that mood she'll tell you that you look stupid and you need to suck it up.

not good with physical touch or romance, who knows how the two of you managed to continue the relationship, she does leave flowers for you but won't tell you that they're from her, won't admit that she's the one who got them for you.

i feel like similar to a certain clown, she won't care much for you if you aren't either powerful or capable of protecting yourself in some way.

but all she's really doing is putting up barriers, she's actually caring in her own weird way, she'll still be there for you, patch up your wounds if you managed to get cut or stabbed and would probably mourn your death.

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hisoka

were getting lower, and a certain sadist who loves torture is worse, but somehow, hisoka is slightly better than him in some way or another.

for one, hisoka probably won't be that interested in you if you aren't powerful, it would be worse if you were a regular civilian, he'll take that as an opportunity to take advantage of you sexually, physically, psychologically and mentally, and the relationship will be literal hell..

but, lets say you are pretty powerful, dare i say a troupe member yourself, he won't be as interested in fighting you as much as he would chrollo, but he would be interested in... other ways.

how you managed to get into a relationship with this freak is unclear, but you two one day just.. hooked up, and it all goes downhill from here.

he has no problem killing you if he gets tired of you, he already killed two and plans on killing the rest of the spiders, why not kill another? especially you? or, in an alternate scenario where he does manage to kill off all the spider, you're the only one who's left, this can go two ways, one, he can fuck you one last time then kill you, or, he takes you with him! if you managed to have a lasting impression on him, that is.

outside of sex, he just isn't a good partner, he's probably the only one on this list that's probably willing to cheat on you (don't you dare get back at him, both you and your lover will die) he's manipulative as hell, he doesn't necessarily care about how you feel and he'll provoke you just to get a reaction out of you.

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feitan

and last but not least, feitan, oh boy, good luck to you for managing to have this man attracted to you. (im a feitan girlie, so this one might be a big longer than the rest)

for one, he'll hate your rotten guts for making him feel this way, for making him feel so weak, so emotional... he might even contemplate on killing you, but when that time comes he can't bring himself to do it.

i don't want to say yandere is his default since he doesn't really know how to properly love, because i do think he has some potential, but it does make sense for him, because there has to be something about you that makes you interested in him, maybe you're his polar opposite? maybe you're also a sadist?

he's not the most romantic partner, he doesn't want to come off as vulnerable, or sappy, so, what considers as a date to him? he's the type to probably take you to a cemetery at night as a form of a date.

he will not allow the troupe to know you or you to know them, for one he's going to be teased from hell and back for finally managing to pull someone and second while it appears that he doesn't care for you much, him protecting you from them is his way of showing you that he cares.

he can't find himself being vulnerable, he might teach you his language if you're up for it, and he might bring you some things he knows you like, but thats kind of it, also he won't force you to see him torture people.. unless you betray him in a way.

[luffyvace]

Bonolenov x reader who’s from his tribe!! (｀_´)ゞ

Came up with this cute prompt when I was writing my phantom troupe relationship hcs

I love this idea :) enjoy bc its gn!~

Now to him, he was the last member of his tribe

the gyudondond tribe

it was low key depressing knowing that

Epsecially in knowing they were pushed out of they’re territory for modern buildings

and got erased ☹️

which is a cruel and unjustly way to go

but nothing was fair in the world the troupe grew up in

so he doesn’t let that get him down

and for you, you thought you were also the last member

knowing your entire tribe is wiped out and your the only one left….

how comforting. 😐

y’all probably met in meteor city or through the troupe

and I say this because 1) anyone outside the troupe he isn’t ordered to kill, he ignores. And 2) it’s just reasonable, he hardly talks to anyone outside of business

anyway

You both were overjoyed that your entire clan had not been eradicated !

seriously it’s so good to know at least one person in the world relates to you like no other

and has your cultural background!

Honestly as soon as you saw bonolenov’s holes you prob was like “wait..gyudondond tribe..?”

‼️ “yes I am! You know of it??….are you..?”

”YEAH!”

”what..?? I thought the rest of my tribe had been slaughtered!!”

”same! I though I was the last one!”

and boom 😎

you two found each other

And found out your the only TWO left in your tribe 👍 (😃)

talking about your traditions and culture together is always super fun and is soothing to be able to not have to explain how anything works

You share childhood stories once you get close enough

and how peaceful your village was

at some point you even got to how you survived the colonists 😬

But mostly lighter topics, like talking about your pasts and what turns you took

if your in the troupe he’s glad he doesn’t have to worry much about your safety since you at least should know nen

but he still kinda does because if you die then he’ll really be the last member this time :/

Although I will say he believes in your strength 💪

even if your not the strongest he knows you can handle yourself

discussing what happened to your tribe is kinda upsetting but there was some happy memories mixed in

if your angry and wish to seek revenge he understands

he may even help in what ways he can

and tbh

you two being a couple—both gyudondond tribe members work out better than either of you getting with someone outside the tribe

especially since your both used to y’all traditions and cultures

as far as food, dancing and his holes

plus courting will be the way the tribe traditionally does it

as well as gifting and such

it’ll just work out a lot better and things will run more smoothly in your relationship

and you two are generally just much happier

you could even live in a gyudondond traditional house and you two wouldn’t strife!

it’s like a dream for the both of you 😍

yall meant to be fr 😪🔗

overall you guys are very happy to relate to the other on that extra level 💗

Aww how cute

I really hope a bonolenov stan sees and enjoys these <3

[kiame-sama]

Do you think you could write Phantom x male omega one day? I really love that series❤️❤️

Male reader version of the story I posted earlier. Feast, my lovies!

Warnings; yandere, abo au, omega reader, my omegaverse au, almost entirely nsfw, harem/ reverse-harem style relationship, NSFW teasing, orgasm denial, threeway, foursome, oral (male and female receiving), anal, tears, light spanking, light bondage, knotting, alpha behavior, threats (not towards reader), sex toys, mention of murder, possessive behavior, fluff at the end, male reader, male omegas can get pregnant too in my au, male omegas also create their own internal lube, 

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You panted and whined as you gripped the fallen pillar in front of you, feeling such a large and firm length pushing into you with near bruising force. The knot that formed at the base of that length made the sounds of your copulation seem even louder, apparent squishing and squelching noises clear even with the volume you whined and moaned at. Your alpha- Chrollo- continued to pound away into you, the loose pants you wore lay pooled around your knees and allowed the alpha complete access to your tight ass.

The warmth radiating off of the alpha had you mewling and toes curling from the pleasure that burned through you. There was no need for you to muffle your whining moans as the only ones who could hear you were currently enjoying the sound of you being pounded into the smooth marble surface. Chrollo had waited a surprisingly long time before he decided to actually mate you and officially make you the Troupe's omega, having the right to mate you first as he was lead alpha of the troupe.

By no uncertain terms did the Troupe ever plan on losing you for any reason, every member nearly chomping at the bit to get their turn to mate you. The hierarchy within the Troupe would become apparent to you based off of who gets to mate you in what order. Of course, Chrollo was the top of the pack and was the apex alpha of the group so he had the right to mate you whenever he felt like it and when the Troupe spread out after a heist you would be with Chrollo or at least two other members. You faintly wondered who would be the second to claim you and mark you once Chrollo had his fill.

"Please... Please..! Alpha, I- fuck!"

"Good omega. That's my good boy... Tell me how much you want my knot, how much you NEED it to stuff you full."

"I need- I need it, alpha..! Please! I need your knot-!"

"Never forget who the alpha of the Troupe is, who your alpha is."

"Yes- Yes, alpha..!"

The low chuckle that hummed through his chest made your eyes roll back, feeling that hum through your body. You knew you would be sore after Chrollo was finished mating you for the time being, hoping that the Troupe would be able to curb their enthusiasm to let you rest before mating you as well. For now you only felt the thick and long length that was stuffed inside of you, feeling the knot at the base swell up even more with every thrust.

Once it felt almost too big was when Chrollo finally shoved the entirety of his length into you, the knot locking you both in place as each spurt of cum splashed into you. Your body responded to the large knot by scrambling your brain with bliss, shoving you directly into your fourth and strongest orgasm as your cum splashed onto the fallen pillar. The way you wailed and mewled from the sensation was sweeter than any music the Troupe had ever heard, loving the sound of their omega in absolute bliss.

Whereas Chrollo decided to take you to a more concealed location in the abandoned building to mate you, the Troupe was still able to hear every little noise you made and your scent was beginning to drive them feral. Pakunoda and Uvogin in particular felt a rather intense desire to mate you as soon as Chrollo was done, their alpha instincts desperately wanting to claim you for themselves or to mark up your soft body. The other Troupe members desired you to a similar level, everyone wanting to feel your wonderful omega body so pliant beneath their own.

"Which do you think is better, Machi, the one with an inflatable knot or the vibrating one?"

Shizuku sat looking at the assortment of strap-on dildos she and Machi had gathered, being the only two who did not have cocks to fuck you with but wanting the chance to do it all the same. Machi felt more along the lines of riding you, but she was willing to use whatever you wanted to fuck you senseless. Even beyond just the strap-on selection, there were countless other items made specifically to pleasure an omega. Sure, stealing a whole shipment of sex toys wasn't what they anticipated doing, but they weren't just going to toss the toys out without at least trying them on their lovely omega first.

"This one that has an inflatable knot, vibrates, and is dual sided."

"Oh! I forgot we had that one. What colors does it come in?"

"Sparkling pink, sparkling blue, and sparkling purple."

"Wait, what are we talking about again?"

As the two continued to look around the assortment of sex toys, your whining moans started up again, Chrollo likely putting you through another round of mating. Uvogin growled in vague impatience, wanting to storm up and snatch you away but knowing better than to interrupt Chrollo. Still, didn't mean he liked having to wait.

"If the Boss keeps this up, we won't be able to mate him for a few days!"

Despite his grumbling, he was still excited over the prospect of getting to have an omega at all. Nobunaga- as always- was the calming voice of reason for the large alpha, talking in a relaxed drawl as he waited among the others.

"And? You know how the Boss is, besides, (y/n)'s an omega. I don't know about you, Uvo, but I'm thinking we're all going to want to mate him several times. It's probably going to take a while for all of us to get a chance with him."

The large alpha only hummed in acknowledgement to the Gamma's words, knowing it was truth but still irritated all the same with the situation. All of the present Troupe members felt that want inside of them, eager to indulge in the rarity that was mating an omega. Even before Chrollo had taken you away to mate, they had agreed on where each member would put their mating mark on your soft skin. Those marks would bind you to the Troupe and the Troupe to you.

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"Mhmph-!"

Your whines were muffled due to the warm cock that currently took up most of the space in your mouth. Beneath you, Uvogin lay with his head between your legs and had been sucking harshly on you all while toying with your tight ass for at least two orgasms so far, refusing to release your hips to allow you the ability to stand. The sensation of his slightly rough hands pulling your hips in a thrusting motion made you mewl oh so sweetly for the pair, moaning around Nobunaga's cock.

They had both agreed what their roles would be in this interaction long before actually mating you, working together to make you a senseless moaning mess. Each time your voice cracked or you whined around Nobunaga's cock, the black haired man couldn't help but moan as well, your scent working the two males into a near frenzy state of pleasure. They both understood now why Chrollo had taken his time with you, the pheromones you let out making them want you even more and filling both males with the intense desire of making you delirious with pleasure.

As the second strongest alpha of the group, Uvogin and his usual gamma accomplice- Nobunaga- were the two allowed to mate you after Chrollo. Naturally, both were enamored by your scent and by you in general, wanting to mainly make you happy and relaxed among the two of them. Beyond just having you be comfortable with them, they wanted you to like them and enjoy mating with them.

"Fuck... (Y/n), you look so damn good like this... Just taking my cock so well..!"

Nobunaga couldn't help but pant and was nearly drooling at the sensation of your warm mouth wrapped around his throbbing length. The sight paired with the sound of Uvogin sloppily slurping at your hard cock was almost enough to make him cum then and there, but with the sensation of you sucking so sweetly on him he was ready to fill your soft omega stomach with his seed. He felt his balls tighten as he shot his load down your throat, impulsively gripping the sides of your head and pushing as deep as your throat would allow him to go. The sensation of your throat hugging and massaging his cock as you slightly gagged had him reeling in bliss.

As soon as he felt that last spurt of cum leave his body, he was quick to pull back and let you breathe without his cock getting in the way. Sure, it felt heavenly to feel his cock so deep in your throat, but he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt you or push you too far while he sought to get himself off with your help.

Uvogin moaned beneath you as the sensation of Nobunaga cumming made you cum as well, just spurting into Uvogin's waiting throat which he happily drank down with an intense fervor. The large alpha's cock stood stiffly and almost seemed painful with how swollen and flushed it was, his knot already starting to form as he ached for your gentle touch and the warm embrace of your insides squeezing down on him. He was clearly excited and in desperate need for you, but the way he worked you over with his mouth made it clear he had no intention of letting you get up until he has had his fill.

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You cuddled close to the warm and soft chest of the female alpha, completely relaxed in the gentle embrace even as you whined softly from the stimulation between your soft thighs. Shizuku was quite happy to continue to lap at your slowly stiffening cock and slightly sore ass, the gamma contentedly soothed you after the rather rough pounding from the blond female alpha's cock. There was little on your mind other than the relaxed feeling of laying in Pakunoda's arms and allowing the forgetful gamma to lap up both your cum and the alpha's cum from your shaking thighs.

Occasionally you felt when Shizuku lost focus or seemed to forget what she was doing, but the slight lull in pleasure only for her to return to her task rather vigorously kept you a melted puddle of pleasure. The absolute comfort of letting the women care for you was just one perk of your decision to take the whole Troupe on as mates, knowing that you would always be satisfied regardless of which members you may be with.

"Here," Pakunoda hummed gently and held up a glass of water to your lips, helping you tilt it for a proper drink, "your throat must be dry after all of that moaning."

She chuckled softly as your face burned slightly from embarrassment, completely aware that the entire Troupe found your moans to be rather sweet music to listen to. It did come as a bit of a surprise to you to realize just how affectionate such dangerous individuals could be. You weren't kept in the dark about what the Troupe often did and how many the Troupe killed, but you also knew that there was not a single member that would try to harm you in any capacity.

It was soothing to your inner omega to know that the Troupe would never allow anything to happen to you, and even if it did they would die to get you back. Some part of you had expected their behavior to be rather protective, but even you realized that they were far past just being protective of you. If you ever wondered where you stood with the troupe, you would only need to talk to realize their complete adoration for you in how you immediately had their attention.

Even though they were all going to be your mates, you knew who your primary mate was simply for the fact he had the ability to chose who would mate you while you are in heat. It was decided rather easily as none of the others would dare oppose the apex alpha when he claimed the privilege of choosing to keep you by his side when the Troupe needed to split or who you would go with. It just wouldn't be safe to have you in heat around so many different ranks and in a densely populated city, your scent alone would be able to draw in every alpha in the city limits. You would have to be kept somewhere secure and away from large groups, so the apex alpha was the one to choose your ideal protector and mates during such times.

"You taste so good!"

Shizuku giggled in amusement, her glasses up on the top of her head like a hair-band keeping her dark black locks pushed back out of her face. Clearly she was happy tasting and teasing you as Pakunoda slowly and gently massaged your shaking thighs, enjoying the sight of the gamma sucking almost aggressively at your cock.

"Good omega... Our good little omega..."

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You were panting in complete bliss, trying to regain your breath even though the delta had yet to stop stimulating your now soft length, wringing several whining moans from you. Your hands gripped at the bright pink hair of the delta as you mewled, arching your back as she gently worked you over with precise strokes on your hardening cock and small tongue flicks over your tip. Everything Machi did only added to the immense pleasure you felt, wanting as much as she would give you.

"Such a handsome little omega... So cute and affectionate for me."

Machi slowly withdrew her fingers before she lay back against the many pillows and blankets that had been gathered by the troupe for the sole purpose of cushioning while mating you. She lightly tugged at the thin chain leash that connected to the collar the spiders had put on you, calling you over until you were between her legs. Her intelligent eyes never left your figure for a second as the corners of her mouth quirked up into a slight smirk.

"Be a good boy and enjoy your treat," she hummed, opening her legs to give you a clear view of her completely soaked pussy, "make sure you lick it all up."

It was clear what she wanted as she gave a gentle tug to the leash, licking her lips as you settled on your front with your mouth level to her warm sex. You slowly started with light licks, testing her reactions and getting a small taste of her slick before relaxing into the motions of long strokes of your tongue through her folds. Machi gently rest her hand on the back of your head, moving her hips in time with your mouth as you began to lave and slurp at her soft pussy.

"Fuck..! That's it... Good boy~! Such a good boy..!"

You moaned and whined into her heat, feeling the way your length stood stiffly and pressed against your thighs as you became more worked up. Machi was quite sweet now that you two were alone, doing what she could to pleasure you however possible. Her eyes were half-lidded and filled with pleasure, occasionally giving a light tug at the leash whenever you did something she particularly enjoyed.

"Look at me."

Her hand gently stroked over your cheek as you glanced up into her adoring gaze, listening to her moan from how obedient you were being. She rest her hand on the back of your head and pushed you into her folds, practically making you tongue fuck her as you both moaned and whined. The careful way she manipulated your head yet still let you breathe was endearing, knowing she wanted no harm to come to you despite also wanting pleasure from you.

Her touch was quite gentle, especially in comparison to others of the Troupe and that gentleness was quite soothing to you. It seemed as if she truly wanted to treat you as if you were delicate or fragile, almost like she was happy just having someone she could be soft with. You had initially thought she was going to be far more demanding like Pakunoda had been, but Machi seemed truly content with simply adoring you as you nuzzled between her warm folds.

"Do you want me to calm your frustrated cock, my sweet omega (y/n)?"

You made a noise of affirmation into her soft body and she smiled, enamored with the way you answered her without pulling away from her slick heat. She moved a hand beneath your jaw and slowly tried to lift you from your position between her legs, but a whining complaint from you made her laugh, cupping your cheeks with her hands.

"If you want me to help the both of us, you need to sit up for me."

Despite your want to remain where you were between her thighs, you allowed the pink-haired phantom to lead you into a sitting position, her legs spreading and her fingers spreading her warm folds. She pulled you close, fingers giving your soft ass a squeeze as she moved you so your cock slid through her warmth. Your slight yelp of surprise was followed by a sweet chuckle, feeling your stiff need pressed up against her soft pussy.

A slow roll of her hips made your tip slip inside of her, a satisfying warmth running through your body with surprising speed as you sank fully inside of her. Machi's hands, which had yet to leave your plush flesh made you move with her in a rather relaxed pace, moaning gently from the sensation. Eventually she didn't have to move you as you began to buck your hips on your own, seeking the warm sparks of pleasure that shot through you with your slightly clumsy hip movements.

"So precious..."

Machi hummed softly, matching whatever pace you set and allowing you to explore her unfamiliar and warm walls which squeezed and almost seemed to pulse around you. She doubted that Shizuku had done something similar, as the other woman had been more interested in sucking you off or in Pakunoda taking care of the both of you. It was almost a kind of additional pleasure that ran through her mind as she thought about being the first to see such cute and hesitant behavior from you in such a position. Omegas were used to being fucked, not usually the ones doing the fucking.

You leaned forward with your hands gripping her hips, catching one of her warm breasts in your mouth and muffling your sounds. Each quiet moan was near musical to Machi as she hummed with an enamored smile, taking in the sight with no small amount of pleasure. The way you gasped breathlessly around her soft breast and allowed the sensation to flood your body was just too much for your mate to handle.

With a startled yelp, you found yourself laying on your back with Machi's legs on either side of your hips. She straddled your body and continued moving her soaking heat to pump your cock, caressing your chest with a tender and kind touch. The pleasure began to build up as you got closer and closer to your climax, mewling and gasping to beg the delta to continue giving you what you needed so desperately.

Machi wasn't about to stop anyway, but she did find your whimpers and whining tones to be oh so sweet. She had been rather excited to be able to have you all to herself, seeing as the Troupe intentionally tried to group up as their rank and temper would dictate. As a delta, Machi was allowed to remain outside of a group given the natural tendency for deltas to not get along with other ranks very often.

"Please-! So close..! Fuck, please!"

"So cute."

She gently teased, only increasing her pace and roughly pushing you both over into complete bliss. You shivered and gasped, body tensing and relaxing as the waves of pleasure washed over you completely. The sensation of filling her up left you breathless on top of the delta who chuckled when she saw your tired expression.

"Want to rest, or keep going?"

~~~~~~~~

To say you were vaguely intimidated would be an understatement.

Franklin was not a small man and similarly his sturdy length was just as big as the rest of his body. Uvogin was a large alpha and you were able to take him well enough, but Franklin was just as big and even thicker. You could certainly take him, but there was going to be one hell of a stretch that vaguely distressed you.

As a delta, he was quiet and preferred to mate alone without any company. His quiet behavior was slightly unsettling but to your surprise he was very gentle every time he caressed your soft skin. You could feel he was trying to soothe your vague distress by being extra gentle while preparing you to take his large cock.

The way he slowly pumped his fingers into you was fairly soothing and certainly helped calm you down, his more gentle movements soothed you greatly. He certainly looked rather intimidating in size and general demeanor, so the relaxed way he interacted with you managed to keep your fear of him rather low. It also seemed like he was well aware of his size and the potentially negative impact it could have on you during mating, evident for the fact that he had three rather thick fingers inside of you at this point.

You moaned softly, letting the large delta move you and manipulate your body as he removed his fingers from your tender hole. He gently pulled at your hips and lifted you so you sat straddling his lap, his very eager length prodding at you as it twitched with his heartbeat. A soft whimper escaped your lips and Franklin hummed, rubbing your back soothingly and letting you control the speed at which he sank into you.

You were right in that it was one hell of a stretch, feeling the way your body had to strain just to fit the tip of his cock into you. A faint worry that you would be hurt if you went any further buzzed in the back of your mind, but you did your best to ignore that feeling. Your body was built to stretch and withstand quite a lot, seeing as every rank you encountered would be keen to mate you, so you should technically be able to take all of him.

With your hands resting on his chest, you continued to let yourself sink down onto the stiff length. Occasionally, your nails would bite down reflexively from stress and you would have to pause to calm yourself before continuing. It took some time, but eventually he was completely sheathed inside of your warm walls.

The both of you had to take a moment to simply adjust to the feeling, you adjusting to the stretch and Franklin adjusting to the embrace of your body. His cheeks were dusted a deep red and his eyes were half-lidded in pleasure, his pupils blown wide as he stared adoringly at you. You could feel the ample natural lubricant your body produced soothing any pain you would have felt from the stretch, able to see the way your stomach distended to show where he was inside of you.

Ever concerned about frightening or upsetting you, Franklin kept his hands resting on your hips and fought his desire to move even a little bit as you relaxed. He would let you go at your pace. If you wanted any friction from the rather snug fit, you would have to get it yourself.

The both of you let out a moan as you lifted up and let gravity pull you back down, his moan deeper and quieter compared to your exuberant high whine. You continued this motion until you fell into an easy rhythm, any stress you felt disappearing from your mind as it was replaced with pleasure. Franklin slowly began to move his hips up to meet you, helping lift you up and down when you began to tire.

It was then Franklin realized something rather obvious. Truly, the body of an omega was a wonderful thing. Omegas in general are wonderful.

You are wonderful.

~~~~~~~~

"Fuck..!"

You whined loudly as the delta above you hissed through his teeth, moving his hips at a relaxed and rolling pace that was near torturous to you. It made sense he would do something like that, Feitan was the primary torturer of the troupe and he clearly had keen interest in torturing himself with how slowly he was going as he caressed your soft body. Each slow thrust into you made you mewl beneath the delta as you pressed your hips back into the thrust, letting out a yelp at the light smack on your exposed ass.

"Told you, I decide the pace. Only me."

You whimpered loudly in an almost begging tone to the delta, staying as still as you could to not earn another swat. It didn't hurt or even burn, but you also knew you shouldn't push the temperamental delta if you could help it. Feitan had told you from the start that you could beg and whine as much as you wanted, but he was going to make the decision in how he wanted to breed you.

"Ple-please..!" You whined, wanting the delta to just spear into you and give you the blissful release you desired, "I need it..! Please..!"

"Begging? I fuck you how I want."

For a man who spoke very little, Feitan certainly managed to get you whining and mewling for him with the few words he did say. Though he spoke in incomplete or improper sentences, you understood him and what he wanted perfectly. When it was his turn to mate you, he was quick to put you on your hands and knees in the most common position to breed an omega in.

So far he had been very sparing in what little he gave you, but what he did do had you harder than stone and begging with cute little whimpers for more attention. The slow and relaxed pace he pushed into you made you mewl so sweetly and you began to realize why he was the last of the deltas to mate you. He truly seemed to have a difficult time being gentle so the only way he could mate you was after you've already been mated several times and had the chance to adjust to the sensation. Not to mention the fact that he had more 'adventurous' kinks, hence the fact that your wrists were cuffed together by a comfortable yet sturdy pair of handcuffs.

Even with the bondage or the way he worked you up, he tried to make sure you were comfortable and used a padded pair of fuzzy handcuffs from the stolen shipment of sex toys instead of the real cuffs he used to torture captives. The cuffs were gentle on your wrists but kept a clear power imbalance in place where Feitan got to make most- if not all- decisions.

You were whining loudly at this point, your pleading whimpers akin to the sound of an almost pained squeak given how desperate you were for more than the slow pace. The whines only gained in volume and intensity the longer the delta continued to go at such a slow pace, your nails digging into the soft mattress beneath you. You tried begging several more times but the delta continued to slowly and agonizingly tease you to the point that tears began to stream down your cheeks.

"Feitan."

A low and almost threatening tone broke through your whimpers as you recognized the voice of the apex alpha of the troupe. You honestly felt some surprise that the alpha was interrupting when he had been fairly passive up until that point. Feitan let out a low and menacing growl though it was likely driven more from instinct than from honest aggression.

"... Yeah, Boss?"

"It seems I need to remind you that mating (y/n) is a privilege. If you cause him more distress than pleasure, that privilege will be removed."

"He's fine."

"He's sobbing."

Feitan seemed to respond with honest surprise as if he hadn't even realized how much his teasing was actually impacting you. You whimpered and shivered slightly, your cheeks glistening with tears as you whined from the complete loss of friction when you so desperately wanted it. Every pant was followed by a sniffling whine that seemed to legitimately bother both the delta and apex alpha.

"Damn it," Feitan hissed, seeming to finally realize that you were very upset due to his relentless teasing, "shh..."

"If you cannot treat our omega properly, you will not be permitted to mate him again."

"Not usually gentle. Mates all fight and struggle, too much effort to keep alive before. Forgot (y/n) needs gentle mating."

"Well, make sure you don't forget again."

"Yes, Boss."

~~~~~~~~

You looked up at the male in front of you as you continued to use your mouth to pleasure him. Phinks slowly thrust his hips as you bobbed your head back and forth, hollowing your cheeks as you let your tongue massage the firm cock in your mouth. Clearly the blond was greatly enjoying the sensation of your warm mouth so soothingly working him over.

Either hand was wrapped around the cocks of the other two betas, Kortopi and Bonolenov, letting them thrust their hips and make their own friction. Beneath you, Shalnark held you up by your hips and frantically thrust up into you as he puffed out short moans from the sensation. The three betas and one gamma finally got their chance to mate you, feeling vaguely jealous they were the last of the Troupe to finally get to have you.

The order of mates made it clear to you what the pack hierarchy was. Naturally, Chrollo was the apex alpha so he was the leader of the pack. Next were the lower ranking alphas of the group, Uvogin and Pakunoda, along with their chosen gammas. Then the three deltas, Machi, Franklin, and Feitan, had their individual access to you. Finally were the three betas, Phinks, Bonolenov, and Kortopi, along with the last of the three gammas, Shalnark.

Where Nobunaga and Shizuku got to mate you before the betas, it was primarily due to the fact they had close ties with either of the two alphas who got to mate you after Chrollo. Shalnark didn't have an alpha out of the two that he was particularly close with, so he was put in a group with the three betas instead. He didn't seem all too bothered with the arrangement however, as he quite happily drilled himself up into you while you took care of the three betas.

Phinks let out long moans, louder than the other two betas, but they were moaning as well from your actions. Kortopi whined along with his moans as he panted and stared with lustful eyes. Bonolenov was the quietest of the trio of betas but he was clearly enjoying himself as well, his head tilted back and eyes closed in bliss.

Their increased pulses were easy to feel and you could tell they were getting close to cumming, from the way that the two betas thrust faster into your hands, to the way Shalnark seemed to wildly bury himself inside of you, even to how Phinks bucked his hips. The four males seemed to be consumed by their own pleasure and sought to reach their release, absolutely enamored with you and your actions.

"Fuck yes," Phinks moaned as he finally reached his climax, "swallow it all. Fuck... That's so damn sexy. Was it good? Tell me how good I taste."

"Tastes so good," you whined, licking your lips, "more, please."

Your words, paired with the way you let your mouth hang open and slightly stuck out your tongue, proved to be too much for the other two betas as they both groaned harshly with their own climaxes. The white cum speckled your hands, arms, and cheeks, almost immediately followed by your own release splattering your stomach at the hands of Shalnark. He happily emptied his aching cock into you and seemed to shiver in bliss as he tried to regain some sense of control.

"Let's switch places."

~~~~~~~~

You lay curled up with the apex alpha of the group, tired but satisfied after running the gauntlet that was mating the entire Troupe. There was only one member of the Troupe that you had not mated and that was simply because he never arrived or even showed up when the group met. The absence shouldn't have bothered you simply because he was supposedly always absent, but your sensitive omega brain took it as an insult.

Naturally, your sadness was enough of a motivator for Chrollo that he issued an order to the entire Troupe to make sure the absent member showed up. If any of the Troupe were to see this absentee member, they would make it clear that he was expected to show himself next time they were to meet for a heist. Of course, they wouldn't tell him exactly why he was expected, only that he needed to be present for that gathering.

It seemed like some of the Troupe didn't want him to show up, not overly keen on sharing you in any capacity even with this mysterious member. Part of you wondered if he was really one of the Troupe or if he was just some drifter. You also wondered if his absent behavior would change upon realizing that he was missing out on having an omega as a mate.

Until you meet that person, all you could do was wait and enjoy being the mate of such an attentive pack. With the warm hand of Chrollo rubbing your back and the undoubted affection you got from the Troupe, you figured that you would be rather content. They ensured you were happy and made sure to keep you protected all while you ensured to stay by their sides.

The arrangement was a win-win for all of you, and you couldn't be happier to give your coveted affection to those who rescued you from a terrible fate. All you truly wanted now was to stay with your mates and enjoy the life you would have been deprived of.

[rinhxh]

Cute fanart. 😆

From my old folder (again). It's been about 15 years. So no longer remember the original source.

I like the effort of the artist because she / he makes the details of the even more chibi version as the background.

Everyone is nice and looks cute, but I can't help but focus on flirty Hisoka and annoyed Machi, as usual. 😊

Thanks to whoever drew this cute fanart. 🙏

Edit: The source is in the lower right corner. 😅

[booksboobsandbitches]

Phantom Troupe Gay levels

Chrollo

Houston, we have a queer.

Omni/Pan.

He/They.

Gender is: 🎶Call me whacchu want, but you can't call me broke.🎶

Nobunaga

Bi.... Bi himself.

He's like a spartan Ig. Like he's down, but he's gotta see his partner as a partner. Strong man, strong woman. He doesn't gaf. -lowves Uvowu- Cis man.

Feitan

🤠

Ace

Aro

Just no

Machi

A whole ass lesbian.

Good for her

She/They

Phinks

Cannot swim

Straight man

Does NOT wash his ass

But also is very aromantic

Cis bitch

Franklin

Weed man

I can see him falling for a lesbian and never getting over it.

Undefined sexuality

Cis man

Shizuku

THEY THEM, But sometimes she💅

They're into just about everyone they can remember.

Will never make a move

Or will make the move and forget about it immediately

Bonolenov

Gay

Idk man

Just Gay

I like to imagine him having a husband and a condo that's decked out to the max. And he just like never talks about it cuz it's his business.

Cis man

Shalnark

GAY GAY SUPER MEGA ULTRA GAY

Twink ass bitch

He/they

Uvogin

We already know he's kissin the homies regularly.

Gay

Cis buff man

Pakunoda

LESBIAN

So gay it hurts

She and chrollo are like the perfect example of a queer friendship fs.

Kortopi

They/Them/It

It doesn't get a lot of screentime. So I'm just goin off vibes alone. But Ig I rock with them.

Uhhh, Aro/Ace.

[bwabys-scenarios]

Halloween with the Spiders

Phantom Troupe x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: looots of pussy eating, characters get hard/horny around reader. they eat her pussy after drinking, but they’re only buzzed, not drunk

A/N: I write Chrollo as the shy and awkward guy he actually is so… he’s not super suave in this. Also sorry I wrote out Kortopi, Franklin, and Bonolenov. I’m just not interested in their characters like at all 😭🙏 they’ve got nothing going for them I’m afraid!

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It was the end of summer, august slipping into September before you knew it. The weather was still warm enough outside for you to be wearing a tank top and shorts, something the blonde you were currently dealing with appreciated greatly.

“Okay Shal, you should be good to go. You can get a popsicle from the fridge now.”

You were the sweetheart of the Phantom Troupe, a woman Chrollo had recruited to be the troupe medical director after he watched you donate your time and services to meteor city residents.

Right now, you were at one of the various expensive hotels Chrollo rented for you, using your nen to tend to Shalnark’s wounds. “Thanks, (Name)! I really thought I was a goner this time!”

He gives you a sly smile as he laps at the popsicle you give him, causing you to laugh. “Shal, you had a cut on your cheek. I swear, you’re such a baby.”

You didn’t know the real reason he always came with injuries in… strange places. He wanted you to use your nen on him, knowing it worked in an unusual way.

When you wanted to heal someone, you used physical touch, and depending on the severity, it could be a touch of your finger to a kiss from your lips. Today, it was a simple touch.

You glanced at the TV, a Halloween themed add popping up. “Oh wow, they’re showing these real early this year.”

Shalnark looked up, biting down on his popsicle. “Huh, weird.”

He hummed, getting a mischievous look in his eyes. You were a real sweetheart, but also easily manipulated by sob stories. “You know, none of the Phantom Troupe has ever celebrated Halloween.”

This had your full attention immediately. “… what?”

———————

Ever since Shalnark informed you of the troupes lack of Halloween experience, you’ve been meticulously planning a way to celebrate with them.

It wasn’t easy getting them all together unless Chrollo willed it, so you’d have to go to the leader to ask for a favor.

You were one of the only members that knew of his location at all times. In your mind, it was because you had an important role, but in reality it was because Chrollo quite enjoyed your presence.

“Chrollo!”

You sprinted towards the dark haired man, and though calling out his name in public wasn’t exactly the safest thing to do, he didn’t scold you. He instead smiled, opening his arms and allowing you to jump into them. “I’m glad you could find me with ease. Let’s go to a cafe and you can discuss what you wanted to talk about with me.”

Chrollo never let you pay for your own things when he went places with you. He said it was because you did so much good for the Troupe, but that was only a half truth. He enjoyed taking care of you.

“Mmm… oh!”

You placed your pumpkin spice muffin down, and Chrollo couldn’t help but laugh when when you held up a finger as you chewed. “I almost forgot to actually talk about what I came for! Chrollo!”

He lifted a napkin, wiping at your mouth. “Shh, (Name). You shouldn’t speak my name out loud so easily, it’s not exactly a common name.”

You blushed, and he placed the dirty napkin in a nearby trash can. “Oh, sorry…”

He motioned for you to talk, and you cleared your throat. “Anyways, Shalnark told me that none of you have ever celebrated Halloween! Is that true?”

He stared at you for a moment, trying to see why you’re bringing that fact up. “Yes, that’s true, we haven’t c-“

Your tears surprised him, but not enough for him to react. You’re kind of known for being a bleeding heart, so his expression stayed neutral, but he did offer you his handkerchief. “Chrollo, Halloween is so much fun! You get to carve pumpkins, wear costumes, eat lots of treats…”

You paused, reaching out to grab his hand. “So, the reason I asked to see you…”

Chrollo waited for you to continue patiently. He couldn’t help but find your ditzy and forgetful nature endearing, so he smiled.

“I want the troupe to get together on Halloween at my house!”

This actually surprised him. He nearly choked on his strawberry scone, having to pat his chest for a moment. “You… you said the troupe? As in everyone?”

“Mhm!”

He stared at you for a moment to see if you were being serious. You were smiling, looking hopeful and expectant.

‘How… can I put this gently..?’

Chrollo squeezed your hand, causing you to tilt your head. “(Name), my sweet and kind friend, the troupe has only come together once in the past three years, and that was for an important heist. I’m not sure if they’ll want to meet for… a Halloween party.”

You giggled. “Oh, but I’m sure they’ll love it! Besides, if you order it, they’ll come!”

He sighed. You looked way too cute, giggling and smiling as you pulled out a notebook and began showing him the things you already had planned.

Sometimes, when he watched you, all he could see was Sarasa. Your perky personality and compassion for others reminded him of her so much, it was one of the reasons he adored you so.

And one of the reasons he had trouble telling you no.

“Alright, alright. I’ll ask them to come, but it won’t be mandatory.”

You squealed in delight, nearly jumping over the table to give him a hug. “Oh, thank you Chrollo! It’s going to be fun, I promise!”

He sighed, smiling and patting your back. Normally, Chrollo would push any other person away, but he let you get away with a lot. “Okay, (Name).”

———————

It was the day before Halloween, and you were sulking. Already, three of the Troupe members wouldn’t be able to come. Franklin, Kortopi, and Bonolenov each called to say they couldn’t make it.

You’d spent most of the week decorating your house and getting it ready for guests. Feitan, Shalnark, and Shizuku would be staying in your three guest bedrooms while the rest rented hotels.

“(Nameeeee) come open the door!”

You blinked, looking out the window to see Shizuku behind your door. “Oh, Shizuku, you’re early. I thought you’d be here tonight?”

She walked into your home, turning in a circle before tilting her head. “I wanted first pick of the rooms, so I finished up my job quick.”

That was only half true, she wanted more private time with you!

“Oh, that makes sense. You’re just in time then, I finished making all the beds a few minutes ago!”

She nodded and walked upstairs to pick her room. Not even five minutes later, you heard someone knocking at your door.

“Coming!”

You open the door to see Feitan standing behind it, holding…

“Feitan, is that… is that a pumpkin?”

“Halloween, pumpkins are important.”

He handed the pumpkin to you before pushing past you into your house. If you didn’t know any better, you would think he looked almost… proud of his “gift” for you? Feitan watched you carry the pumpkin into your kitchen, where you sat in on the counter.

“Oh wow, it’s huge! What a nice pumpkin!”

He nods, following you. “Stole best one.”

You held back a laugh, knowing he was a bit sensitive when it came to giving gifts and being nice. “Oh, I can tell. Thank you so much Fei!”

Feitan had the habit of following you around like a stray cat when he was around. It was an improvement to your relationship when you first joined the Phantom Troupe as an honorary member. He used to sprint away from you the second you looked at him, and now he followed a few feet behind at all times. Honestly, he was pretty cute. Like a stray cat.

“Hey princess!”

You blinked as your door was torn off its hinges and Uvogin walked in, laughing and stomping into your kitchen before picking you up into a crushing hug.

Feitan stood in the doorway, watching the interaction with narrowed eyes. “Careful, Uvo. She not like us. Fragile.”

uvogin looked down to see Feitan was right. The girl in his eyes was making a pained expression, patting his arm to signal she couldn’t breathe. “Oh, my bad.”

He let her go, keeping her steady as she drew in breath. “Woo… now that is a bear hug that I think an actual bear would give, Jesus Christ…”

You turned back towards the cabinets and began taking out what you would need to get started on baking. “Uvo, could you be a dear and grab my Halloween decorations from the attic? I tried to get them earlier, but they were way too heavy.”

“Of course!”

He walked up the stairs, leaving you to sigh softly. “Okay, let’s see what we can do about that door-“

“It’s aight, (Name). I’ve got it fixed.”

You nearly jump out of your skin when Phinks and Shalnark just appear behind you, and peek over them to see that your door was indeed fixed!

“Oh, thank you guys!” You give them both an affectionate pat to the arm before continuing your baking preparations.

———————

By the time you finish baking, your house is full of Phantom Troupe members. Pakunoda, Nobunaga, and Machi arrived individually within the last few hours. Machi shyly offered to help you bake, watching you from the corner of her eye as you worked. ‘Cute, she’s even wearing an apron…’ Machi thought, her eyes soft as she watched you.

Chrollo was the last to arrive, getting to your house at nearly 8 pm. He opened the door, every member looking up to him when he did. “Hello, everyone. I’m glad to see you could all make it.”

You rushed forward and took his coat, gently scolding him for not wearing a shirt underneath. He laughed, sitting down and smiling at the troupe. Chrollo waited for you to go back to the kitchen before his face returned to its usual serious expression.

“As you can see, (Name) has tried her hardest to make our first Halloween celebration the best it can be. You’ll do as she says, and have fun, though I’m sure none of you wish to upset our special girl.”

They all glanced between each other, nodding slowly. After that, they had a quick meeting to discuss non Halloween matters before (Name) came back into the living room. “Okay, I know I gathered you all here before Halloween, but it’s only to go over my plans and give you all your gifts!”

“Gifts? Aww, you didn’t have to do that for us, sweetheart.” Nobunaga said, smiling.

“But I wanted to! Lemme go grab them!”

You scurried up the stairs, giggling the whole way up. “It seems she’s excited about this.”

You walked down the stairs a few minutes later with a large box in your arms, whining a bit. “Hnn… it’s kind of heavy…”

Several of the boys jumped up to help you, but Feitan got there first. “Give. Too weak.”

You handed the box over, knowing Feitan was doing it to help you. “Thanks, Fei!” You gave him that pretty smile of yours, and the rest of the troupe grumbled lightly.

Feitan sat the box on your coffee table, using his sharp nails to slice open the tape. “…”

Inside were clothes, all the same design. “(Name) what exactly are these… gifts?” Shalnark asked, tilting his head as he pulled a set out.

“Oh, they’re matching pajamas! I was hoping we could all get a picture together!”

You hand out everyone’s clothes, smiling.

“How did you know our sizes?” Pakunoda asked, seeing the set of pajama was her size. You giggle, turning towards her.

“I have my ways~”

Surprisingly, most of them were completely fine dressing in the Halloween themed pajamas for pictures, and the ones that weren’t did it anyways.

Phinks sat on the couch after the pictures, humming. “Huh, these are pretty warm and soft. You mind if I take these with me back to my hotel?”

“I don’t mind at all, they’re yours after all!”

The people that weren’t staying the night filed out soon after, all thanking you, a few giving you hugs and cheeky kisses to her forehead.

“Goodnight, (Name). Sleep well, and thank you for this.”

Chrollo was the last to leave, saying that before cupping your cheek and planting a kiss on your forehead. It left you. A little flustered, but you still waved at them all. “Be safe, and make sure you’re here by 9 am!”

Shalnark, Feitan, and Shizuku stayed behind, the former two eating some leftovers you had in the fridge. “Wow, it’s been nearly a month since I’ve gotten to try your homemade cooking, (Name)! This is amazing!”

You felt your face heat up, giving your friends a sheepish smile. “I’m happy you’re enjoying it.”

Soon, everyone went to bed, and you climbed into your own, excited for the day to come.

You wake up in the middle of the night to the feeling of eyes on you. You’re quick to reach for your light switch, only for your hand to come in contact with someone’s face.

A hand covered your mouth before you could scream, the person shushing you gently. “Don’t worry, it’s just me, (Name).”

Shalnark sat, crouched next to your bed, that boyish smile on his face as he pulled his hand away. “Huh… why are… why are you in my room?”

“Oh, we’re watching you sleep.”

“We’re?”

You blinked, glancing around the room to see Feitan standing in your doorway, leaning against it. “I not watch, making sure he don’t try something.” Feitan corrected, glancing to the blonde.

“Oh, you wound me Fei. I would never hurt (Name)!”

“Not hurt, but might touch while sleeps.”

The blonde blushed, glancing down at you as you gave him a disturbed look. “No, I promise I wouldn’t do that! I just… you look really cute when you sleep!”

“… how many times have you watched me sleep??”

“… almost every time we have a mission together.”

Feitan nodded to confirm this, walking into your room. “He not mean any harm, just worried.”

Shalnark pouted at his friend. “So you were teasing me on purpose earlier?”

The two ignored him. “Worried? What does that mean?”

Feitan sighed, plopping down on your bed. “We… lost people before. Shalnark get anxious, not want you to get hurt. Watches you.”

You soften, gently patting the blondes head. “Aww, Shal, that’s really sweet. I’m okay though, I promise!”

You give them both a smile, tentatively patting Feitan’s arm. He tenses, but doesn’t move. ‘Progress!’

You kind of treat Feitan like a scared stray cat, and it works most of the time. After your gentle pat, he scoots closer ever so slightly. You rub your eyes and yawn. “Well, I’m going back to sleep.”

You turn around and pull the blanket up to your chin, snuggling into your pillow-

“Shizuku!?”

“Hi.”

The dark haired girl was lying next to you, wearing the Halloween pajamas you gave her. “W-when did you get here?”

“I’ve been here the whole time.”

“She has.”

“Longer than Shal.”

You sigh, lying back on your pillow, accepting this. “Okay, as I said, I’m going to sleep. Just… don’t do anything weird and you can all stay.”

Strangely, having the three in your room helped you sleep better. It almost made you feel safe, knowing your friends were watching over you.

——————

The Troupe gathers in your living room at 9 am sharp, some looking tired, others perky. You’re surrounded by your comrades, some(namely Shizuku and Feitan) hovered around you shamelessly as you began to speak.

“Okay, the first thing on our list is pumpkin carving!”

You had Uvogin and Phinks help you carry in the pumpkins as Pakunoda and Machi laid out newspaper to keep your living room clean. “So this isn’t just normal pumpkin carving, it’s a contest! I’ll be the judge, and whoever makes the pumpkin I like the best, wins!”

“What’s prize?” Feitan asked, poking his pumpkin. You blinked at the shorter man.

“Oh… I think I completely forgot about a prize. Any ideas guys?”

You smiled, still in your cute pajamas. Shalnark raised his hand. “Shal?”

“How about a blowj-“

Phinks smacked the blonde over the head before Shalnark is pulled away by a few members and scolded in the corner.

“Hmm? What did he say?” You asked, tilting your head. Chrollo cleared his throat, the man surprisingly flustered easily.

“Nothing. How about… a kiss from you as a prize?”

You hummed softly. “A kiss? That doesn’t seem like a good prize, I don’t think anyone here would want th-“

The entire troupe started to argue with you, and you blush.

“Oh, um… okay. A kiss it is.”

This helped to motivate the group, but before they could start you raised your hand. “Two rules, guys. No nen, and you have to use these pumpkin carving tools.”

Already, Machi and Shalnark were pouting. Feitan took the pumpkin carving kit, raising an eyebrow at you. “… dull blade. Why?”

“Well, it’s supposed to be child safe.”

“(Name), we’re a band of thieves.” Chrollo said, his lips twitching into an amused smile. “We can handle actual knives.”

You whine and hand him his own kit, puffing out your cheeks. “Well too bad, thems the rules!”

You cross your arms and walk into the kitchen.

“Haha, you sure pissed her off, boss! Boss?”

Chrollo sat in the chair with his head in his hands, groaning. “I’m an idiot.”

Uvogin clapped him over the back with his large hand, laughing. “Oh don’t worry boss, you know she can be pouty when it comes to our safety.”

“Boss not wrong though. Kill people, can use knife.” Feitan grumbled, stabbing his pumpkin.

“Fei, I don’t think that’s how you carve a pumpkin.” Phinks said, crouching down.

“Tch, you know better?”

Phinks held up his phone, a tutorial on the screen. Pakunoda, Machi, and Shizuku sat together, ignoring the men as they carved their pumpkins, occasionally dodging flying pumpkin guts.

——————

You walked out of the kitchen 30 minutes later, carrying in some muffins shyly. “Sorry, I was a little rude earlier. I made some- oh, are you all done?”

You ignored the complete mess the troupe had made, happy that you laid out plenty of newspaper. Nobunaga nodded, holding up his pumpkin. For an expert in the sword, it looked… really bad.

“Yep, we just finished up!”

You hummed and looked over each pumpkin. “Oh, Paku, is yours a cat?”

She nodded, trying to keep a neural expression. It was a little cat, and you couldn’t help but coo and take a picture. “Cute!”

It wasn’t amazing, but cute nonetheless. You continued looking, the next one to catch your attention being Shalnark’s. It was an image of some anime character, and despite looking amateur, you could recognize the character. “Oh, is that sailor moon? It’s really good Shal!”

He gave you a proud smile, holding his pumpkin i his lap. The last pumpkin that caught your attention was Feitan’s, which was honestly the best looking one. It was a detailed carving of human heart, and you couldn’t help but be impressed.

“I think we have a winner!”

You pick up Feitan’s pumpkin and hold it up for everyone to see. Despite being upset they didn’t win, everyone also agreed his was the best looking.

You placed the pumpkin on your table before smiling. Under his jacket, Feitan’s cheeks were a soft pink as he stood before you. “Fei, are you ready for your prize?”

He froze, his hands trembling slightly in his pockets. Feitan had always been on the shy side, and when it came to you, his shy nature only intensified. The others could pick this up, especially Phinks and Shalnark. The two were about to speak up, but you talked first.

“Fei, I won’t kiss you if you don’t want it.”

His eyes widen slightly. How should he tell you that it’s not that he doesn’t want to kiss you, it’s the fact that he wasn’t sure how his body would react to such a thing? Shit, it was already hard enough to not pop a boner in your presence, a kiss might kill him!

“Kiss… kiss alright. Can handle it,” he tried to say nonchalantly, but his words came out shaky. You smiled warmly, stepping closer and gently tugging the hood of his coat down.

“Are you ready?”

His heart thumped against his chest rapidly, his eyes half lidded as he stared at your soft lips. “Y-yeah…”

You leaned forward and pressed your lips to his for a moment before pulling away, giggling. “There you go!”

You open your eyes, only to see him tug his hood back into place and speed away from you. Feitan’s face was bright red, and he could feel his pants tighten as he his under hid coat.

“Well,” Chrollo said, getting everyone’s attention. Only few people would be able to read the hint of jealousy in his eye as he spoke. “What’s next, (Name)?”

———————

After a quick lunch, the group gathered at a corn maze. “Okay everyone, we’re going in groups of two, using the buddy system in case we get separated! Stranger danger, ya know?”

Phinks patted your head. “No one else is here, (Name), we’re the only people in line. I don’t think we’ll have any trouble with stranger danger.”

“Besides, we’re all adults and nen users.” Pakunoda said, slightly amused by your concern.

“Hmph! We’re doing the buddy system, there’s scare actors in there. What if one of them can use nen? It’s better to stick to pairs of two!”

Chrollo nodded, paying for everyone to enter. “That’s smart, (Name).”

The pairs were as so: Chrollo and Pakunoda, Phinks and Feitan, Shalnark and Machi, Uvogin and Nobunaga, then Shizuku and you.

Pakunoda glanced at you and Shizuku. “Are you sure that’s a good idea, (Name)? Shizuku can be a bit forgetful, I don’t want you two to get separated. You’re scared easily, aren’t you (Name)?”

Shizuku huffed before pulling you into her chest. “Hey, I’ll keep her safe! I’ll stay focused!”

You blushed a little, your face directly in her breasts. “Mmph!”

She released you, patting your head. “Whoops, you alright?”

You nodded shyly, your face hot.

The group entered the maze, taking different paths. It was large and intricate, more like a labyrinth than a maze. Shizuku kept a hold on your hand, occasionally squeezing it when someone jumped out to scare the two of you.

“Oh. (Name), are you scared?”

You were trembling and holding onto her arm, giving her a slight nod. “A little, y-yeah…”

The two of you continued to walk through the maze, but Shizuku seemed to space out. “Hmm…”

She let go of your hand for just a moment, and when you attempted to grab her hand again, she was already gone. “Shizuku? Shizuku!”

You shook in your little Mary Janes as you tried to find her. Just then a man with a chainsaw begin chasing you, causing you to shriek and sprint in a random direction. “AGH! SHIZUKU! SOMEONE!”

You cried in fear, spotting a familiar figure and nearly sobbing. “Uvo! Nobu!”

They looked up, Uvogin opening his arms to allow you to jump into them. He held you close as you trembled and cried, obviously terrified. Nobunaga gave you a look of concern before glancing up, unsheathing his sword and the man approached.

“Hey, back off. She’s scared.”

The man takes one look at the two menacing figures before turning around and running away. Nobunaga turns back to you, gently running his hand over your hair to smooth it out. “Hey, he’s gone. You’re okay now.”

You sniffle a little, but relax into Uvogin’s arms. “There ya go, princess. Just relax. We’ll find our way out.”

The two spent the rest of the maze in silence. Their intimidating presences alone were enough to keep all the scare actors at bay. By the end of the maze, you had fallen asleep, your arms around Uvogin’s neck.

“Uvo, Nobu? Oh thank god, you found her!”

Shalnark ran towards the three, looking over you with relieved eyes. Nobunaga held a finger up to his lips, the blonde getting quiet. “She’s sleeping, Shal. Did anyone find Shizuku?”

Said girl was being scolded by Feitan close by. She seemed sorry enough, glancing at you with regretful eyes. “I didn’t mean to leave her, I got distracted…”

Chrollo took you from Uvogin’s arms, sighing softly as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “That doesn’t matter, all that matters is she’s safe. Let’s get her home.”

By the time the group got home, it was dark. You awoke when you heard a wet thwack!

“Huh? What was that?”

Chrollo set you down. “I’m not sure, I think it’s coming from around the corner.”

You peeked arousn the corner, your eyes going wide. “The pumpkins! Hey!”

You run forward, the troupe following close behind. A group of drunk men were smashing the pumpkins you all worked hard on. “Hey, you assholes! Get away from-“

You attempted to shop them away, but were pushed to the ground. “Shut up, bitch. Stupid whore thinks she can tell us what to do…”

Thankfully, Phinks caught you before you could hit your head on the concrete, his strong arms lifting up up. “You alright, sunshine?”

You nod, sniffling a little, tears running down your cheeks. “They… they’re smashing our pumpkins…”

He did his best to comfort you as the rest of the Troupe advanced. “Trash, make her cry.” Feitan spits, wielding his umbrella.

“What should we do, boss? Can’t let them hurt our sweethearts feelings, can we?” Pakunoda asked, ruffling your hair as she passed by.

Chrollo hummed. “Take them out, but wait until we get (Name) inside.”

Pakunoda, Feitan, and Shizuku stayed outside while the rest walked in. You heard screaming for a minute, then the sound of Shizuku’s nen activating.

“I’m sorry about the pumpkins, (Name). I know you liked them.” Shalnark said, sitting next to you as you sulked on the couch.

“It’s okay… I got pictures of all of them… at least…”

Shalnark patted your back before opening his phone. “I’ll call in some pizza, okay? Uvogin and Nobunaga brought alcohol, so why don’t we watch some horror movies and chill?”

You nodded, rubbing your teary eyes. “Yeah, that sounds fun…”

——————

It didn’t take long for everyone to get pleasantly buzzed, you included. The troupe gathered around your TV, each taking turns to sit next to you. After all, you always jumped into the lap of whoever sat next to you when you got scared!

You stood up, humming. “Imma grab some treats, made ‘em yesterday.”

Little do you know, Shizuku had an idea. You returned with the tray, placing it on the coffee table and smiling. “Okay, dig in g-“

The dark haired girl snuck up behind you, yanking your skirt down and sitting you on the coffee table. “Let’s play a game, whoever can eat her out and make her cum the fastest, wins.”

You sat there dumbfounded, trying to process the fact that your pussy was on full display for the entire troupe, and they were all blatantly staring. You tried to close your legs, whining, but Shizuku kept them held open. “H-hey!”

You pour at her, but you don’t make any further moves to stop her. You’ve never had someone eat you out before, you hadn’t even had sex, so the thought of all 8 members present taking turns making you cum was making your pussy drool in delight.

It’s not like you haven’t imagined it a few times. Your fellow troupe members were attractive, and although this was a little embarrassing, you were a little excited.

“F-fuck…”

Phinks crouched down in front of you, taking a good whiff. You squeaked, your face hot with embarrassment.

He’s quickly shoved away by Machi, who huffed. “You said you get to go first? We’ll have to draw straws.”

Chrollo cleared his throat, the bulge in his pants more than evident. “That’s a good idea, Machi. Get the straws.”

You were allowed to sit down on the couch, a pillow under your hips to get you comfortable.

The first one up was Feitan. You felt a bit sorry for him, he was obviously inexperienced in such a thing, staring at your pussy with wife eyes, his hands shaking a little when he grabbed you by the hips.

He lowered his head to your pussy, looking up at you with those dark eyes. He took his coat off, now only wearing pants. Even from this angle, you could see the tent in his pants, his cheeks a light shade of pink.

“Come on, Fei. Hurry up!” Phinks yelled, tapping his foot impatiently.

Usually, Feitan could be pretty intimidating to most people, but you knew that he wasn’t actually a bad guy, he was just a bit shy and awkward. You played with his hair, trying to encourage him. “It’s okay, take your time.”

Even as you said this, you lightly bucked your hips trying to reach his face. You couldn’t help it, he was so close to burying his nose in your pussy.

Maybe he just needs a little guidance…

You look at him, grabbing a fist full of his hair and gently guiding him to your cunt. His eyes widened, and when his lips touched your pussy, he moaned into you. Feitan’s tongue darted out of his mouth, testing the waters.

“Mmph…”

He buried his face in your pussy, licking and sucking everywhere. Occasionally he’d touch your clit, but you knew without some more guidance, he wouldn’t be able to make you cum.

Gently, you grabbed his hair again, cooing softly as you guided him towards your clit. “Here, Fei.”

He glanced up at you through his dark eyelashes, immediately latching onto your clit. This had you mewling, your hips bucking into his face.

Feitan was a fast learner, you only had to show him how to please you once and he was on it like a hawk. After a minute, you ended up cumming on his tongue, panting softly.

Phinks clapped Feitan on the back as the dark haired man pulled away. “Hey, it took a bit but you got her there! Nice job, man.”

Feitan looked at you shyly, patting your thigh. “… good girl.”

‘Oh, he’s so cute.’ You thought, wanting to give him a kiss or something for his efforts, but the next person up was already crawling between your legs.

Pakunoda held your thighs apart, her thumb rubbing against your clit. “Is that good, princess?”

You nodded, whining a little. “Mhm… ahh!”

You squeak when she inserts a finger, now sucking on your clit as she adds another finger in. You bucked your hips, but she keeps you still.

You cum pretty quick, the woman smiling up at you as you catch your breath. “Mm, you taste divine, (Name).”

She gave your pussy a kiss before moving away for the next person to come.

Chrollo and Shalnark were similar in the way they ate you out. They liked to make a lot of eye contact, their fingers curling inside you, sometimes chuckling on your clit as they suckled on it.

Phinks and Uvogin were rough, their big tongues filling your pussy up, their fingers stretching you out. They both groaned when your walls clenched around their fingers as you came.

Nobunaga and Shizuku were a little desperate, their tongues lapping at you and fingers thrusting into you at ungodly speeds. Although you came quick, it wasn’t as satisfying when you came the previous times.

Machi was much like Pakunoda, taking her time and making you cum on her tongue easily. She was the only on to grab your breasts, making the others jealous. They hadn’t even though of that!

By the end of the night, you were exhausted!

The pillow underneath you was soaked with your cum, your skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat. “Our sweetheart seems tired.” Phinks teased, crouching down to help you get dressed.

The group decided to sleep in the living room, and you fell asleep being cuddled by the entire troupe.

Was it easy being loved by a band of thieves? No. Was it satisfying?

Oh yes.

“This was the best Halloween ever…” you whispered into Chrollo’s chest. He smiled and kissed the top of you head.

“It really was.”

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Get to know me

Name: Johnny

Age: 18

Requests are open!

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Favorite animes: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, jujutsu kaisen,demon slayer and sailor moon

Favorite movies: Scott pilgrim vs the world, repo the genetic opera, scream, the whole Chucky franchise, five nights at Freddy's, the whole trolls franchise, nightmare before Christmas, and Edward scissorhands

Stuff I will write: Fluff, found family, platonic stuff, nsfw, sfw, LGBTQ, yandere, autistic reader, chubby reader,any character reader (ex: mitsuri reader), and poly

Stuff I won't write: incest, angst, age gap,any trolls character x reader cause that's just weird, and animal x reader

Animes and movies I write for: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, Jujutsu kaisen, demon slayer, and Scott pilgrim vs the world

Characters from hunter x hunter I write for: Gon freeces (platonic ONLY), Killua Zoldyck (platonic ONLY), kurapika, leorio, Bisky, wing, illumi Zoldyck, the whole phantom troupe (minus bonolenov, kortopi, and Franklin I like them but not like that), Kite, and Knuckle bine

Characters from Scott pilgrim vs the world I write for: Scott pilgrim, Ramona Flowers, Kim Pine, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Knives Chau (platonic ONLY), Julie Powers, Stacey Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Roxie Richter, Gideon Graves, Katayangi Twins, Matthew Patel, Envy Adams, Todd Ingram, and Wallace wells (platonic for girls)

Characters from Jjba part 1 I write for: Jonathan Joestar, Robert E.O Speedwagon, Erina Pendolton, and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 2 I write for: Joseph Joestar, Caesar Zeppeli, Lisa Lisa, Suzi Q, Kars, Wammu, Esidisi, And Santanna

Characters from Jjba part 3 I write for: Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, Muhammad Avdol, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Joseph Joestar (platonic ONLY), Holly Kujo and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 4 I write for: Josuke Higashikata, Okuyasu nijimura, koichi hirose, Rohan kishibe, yukako yamagishi, toshikazu hazamada (I don't support his actions), Tonio trussaradi, Yoshikage Kira, Reimi Sugimoto, and Mikitaka hazekura

Characters from Jjba part 5 I write for: Giorno Giovanna, bruno bucciarati, Leone abbachio, Trish una, narancia ghirga, mista Guido, panncotta fugo, risotto Nero, melone, formaggio, illuso, prosciutto, pesci (platonic ONLY), diavolo, doppio vinegar, squala, tiziano, cioccolata, sorbet, gelato, and ghiaccio

Characters from Jjba part 6 I write for: Jolyne Kujo, ermes Costello, narsico anasui, weather report, foo fighters, and Enrico pucci

Characters from Jjba part 7 I write for: Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, hot pants, Diego Brando, and Lucy steel (platonic ONLY)

Characters for jjba part 8 I write for: I have not read part 8 yet

Characters from demon slayer I write for: Tanjiro Kamado, zenitsu agastuma, inosuke hashibira, nezuko Kamado (platonic ONLY), genya, and all the hashira

Characters from jujutsu kaisen I write for: Yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, toge inumaki, satoru gojo, nanami kento, kamo choso, and geto suguru

I will NOT write for: Hisoka Morrow

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Hello everyone! Welcome to my page, this post is just to establish my rules and some of the things I write for so please read this before requesting because I will not do a request if it proves u didn’t read the rules

-Rules-

No smut! I'm a minor plus i'm just not comfortable writing that.

Please don’t spam or request the same request multiple times! One time is enough, just give me time or see if your request broke any rules.

i would prefer if you don't send in pregnancy asks, i just have a big pregnancy phobia

No hate, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, racism, sexism,etc.

no self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, and everything in that area, im not gonna trigger people just for a stupid request.

I do not do ocs or characterxcharacter ships, i only do x reader 

Please specify what pronouns you would like, if you don't the reader will automatically be gender neutral. 

I will do platonic and romantic relationships, fluff, angst, poly, just no smut

yandere stuff is okay but im not gonna go too dark

no describing the readers looks (ex: asking for a reader with brown hair and blue eyes)

I might do AUs? probably just soulmate AUs but im not sure.

I do take constructive criticism and if u would like to point out any errors i've made pls do, just be respectful!

No big age gap relationships, thats just kinda weird to me

-Request info/stuff i write for-

Hunterxhunter- finished

Characters-

main 4- Gon/Killua/Leorio/Kurapika

phantom troupe-Chrollo/Feitan/Machi/Phinks/Shizuku/Shalnark/Uvogin/Pakunoda/Nobunaga/Kortopi/Franklin/Bonolenov(honestly don't know much about those 3)/Hisoka/Illumi(not troupe members ik just convenient)

Greed island arc- Bisky/Razor(don't rlly remember anymore characters from this arc ngl)

Chimera ant arc- Kite/Colt/Meruem/Neferpitou/Shaiapouf/Menthuthuyoupi(hesitant bc i can't remember a thing about him)/Cheetu/Palm/Meleoron(again don't remember much)/Morel/Knuckle/shoot/knov

extras!- Ging/Silva/Kikyo(maybe)/Wing/Mito(yes.)/Pokkle/Ponzu

I probably forgot some people so if you'd like me to add anyone pls let me know and I might do so, I'll probably also update this again so just keep checking in from time to time. Requets are open but im not writing rn because ive been vv busy lately but i will post soon!

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Hunter x Hunter Chapter 84 - September 2nd (6)

So last chapter for today ! NEW VOLUME

I just think Chrollo looks an awful lot like Genthru with all the flames

I love this chain despite its simplicity

Just the sheer speed of recovery is impressive

Just so pretty too

I forgot Kurapika uses the term “victim” he is really considering himself to be an assassin there. His goal was to kill so Uvo isn’t an opponent.

Uvo is so sturdy even in Zetsu it’s terrifying

I just find Kurapika very pretty in most of those panels, I don’t know why but more than usual

This is probably the saddest part of it all.

If there is truly a part of hunter x hunter where they show how disgusting ending a life is, it’s this one. There is no joy in Kurapika due to Uvo’s demise. He’s doing what he believes to be right, in order to stop them but it brings him no happiness.

Favorite Chain gooooooo

I love it so much, just the imagery and the meaning of it too.

Chaining your and your opponent’s heart to the death.

It shows conviction and recklessness too and how there is no turning back

but also how Kurapika is restraining himself too not only his opponent

The death of a giant

Yep you crazy kid, you should be a bit careful about the TIME you spend in that state

anxiety inducing ability

F Uvogin, hope you can rest in peace

I don’t remember this part in the anime, I like details on how to get good intels so I like to see this

TORTURE

GON

NOW YOU’RE READY FOR TORTURE

Okay nooo, it’s money, doubt that it’d work with the troupe.

AND IS THIS THE REASON YOU PAWN IT OFF IN THE MANGA

Poor Shalnark, he is clearly worried. 

You’re wrong Feitan and I don’t know who Trevor Brown is but you seem to like reading this.

This is so funny because I’m sure Chrollo teaches them nothing and it’s just exposition for the reader but it’s funny to think troupe members wouldn’t know manipulators and conjurer are dangerous for simple enhancers type like Uvo.

Especially Shalnark with his black voice just now learning you can manipulate Uvo.

In french Gon also mentions interest rate and how banks would have higher ones so it’s fine.

Clearly he thought about it and he’s still reckless as always

I always forget Hisoka is physically stronger than Franklin, the Feitan ? Bullshit, I bet Machi would beat Feitan 

Chrollo is not bad for a specialist, all enhancers except Nobu are at the top, then it’s emitters and transmuters and then Chrollo, one specialist.

Bonolenov is better than Nobu as a conjurer 

What Shalnark above Paku ????

well Pakunoda is strong for a specialist too, above two puny conjurers.

The END, and also for today, I’m glad we began a new volume too

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Prelude

i’m really excited to have finally written for @conflatemochi​‘s mafia au! i was really inspired by this piece that she wrote for Bonolenov, so i wrote something that went more along those lines

also had the image of Bono in that one mobage card where he’s in the hat and coat bc it fit with the au and it’s a good fucking look

MafiaAU!Bonolenov

Warnings: mentions of trafficking, assassinations, death, implied future kidnapping

Word Count: 8.4k

On your very first night of closing by yourself, the coworkers who'd been responsible for training you had made a point to warn you about a particular customer who came in occasionally just before the shop closed.

“Just so you know, this weirdo sometimes comes in around 8:50 or so,” Rory said.

“Oh yeah, that guy,” Kimber commented, “yeah, he's real freaky. But luckily he doesn't usually stay too long. He just goes over to where we keep the records and usually leaves without buying anything.”

“..... Freaky how, exactly?” you asked. You were a bit miffed that they had chosen now to tell you about this, right before they left you alone in the small music shop.

“You know the Invisible Man?” Kimber asked.

“The horror character?”

“Yeah, he looks kinda like that,” she explained, “has the same kind of coat and hat, and his face is completely covered in bandages. Not sure what he's hiding, but I don't think I wanna know. Some of the others said he's got connections with the mafia, so I'd just keep my distance if I were you.”

“How often does he come in? Also why am I only hearing now that there's mafia in this city?”

It was the first time you had heard of that, and it didn't do much good for your nerves since your coworkers were starting to worry you with what they perceived as a potentially dangerous individual coming in while you were by yourself.

“Don't be that surprised; there's mafia in just about every major city,” said Rory.

“Seriously?”

“Yep. But you'll be fine as long as you don't get involved with trouble. And the guy only comes in every once every couple weeks. Just needed to let you know so you didn't get spooked if he comes in tonight.”

“Thanks for the warning, I guess,” you said, shrugging.

Though it would have been nice if you guys had told me earlier instead of right before you leave

“Anything else I should know?”

“Just that you should get out by nine,” said Kimber, “boss hates giving overtime.”

At least that bit of advice was more of what you were expecting, and you said your goodbyes to Rory and Kimber before they were out the door, the bell at the entrance ringing as it closed shut.

Despite what your coworkers had said, you didn't get any customer that night who even remotely resembled the person they had described. A week went by, and then two, and then you managed to forget about the warning after a certain point. Although what they had said about the mafia stayed in your mind and still managed to put you on edge at times, you figured yourself that as long as you kept away from the seedier parts of the city you'd probably be fine.

Soon enough, you became accustomed to the routine at the small music store in the middle of the city, generally taking the later shifts and often closing for the night. The store got most of its business from guitar repair and maintenance. There was even a wall filled with guitars and basses of various types hanging on display. The rest of the space was filled with some rather miscellaneous items; amps, sheet music, several instructional books and a few smaller instruments that didn't take up as much room.

And towards the back of the shop was a section dedicated to CDs, and right next to it sat a moderate collection of vinyl records.

With how most people listened to music through a streaming service these days, it wasn't too surprising that those sections received less attention from customers. You sold more than enough each week that justified having those sections, but the majority of people who bought them seemed to be either collectors or hobbyists, particularly when it came to the vinyls.

It surprised you a little bit that there was still a market for records considering just how much space they took up, as well as them not really being the most convenient way to listen to music these days. But the people who invested in that particular hobby seemed to be enjoying themselves, and ultimately it wasn't any of your business what other people spent their money on.

You became more accustomed to working the late shift alone, and a month after you'd gotten that warning, you found yourself in a familiar scene: alone in the store on a weeknight, ten minutes before closing time while the sky outside had darkened. That day had been particularly slow and you doubted that anyone else would be coming in today. With that thought in mind, you began to tidy up around the register area before running to the back to grab a broom and dustpan so you could clean up the floor a little.

There was still no one when you returned, and you turned away from the door as you started on a section.

The bell above the door chimed just as you began to sweep.

“Ah – welcome!” you called out, caught a bit off-guard by the unexpected announcement of a customer entering.

You were about to let out a few more customer service lines, but they died in your throat when you turned around and came face to face with a man who was covered in bandages.

Although you supposed that the long coat and fedora he wore looked rather nice and that probably meant that they were expensive, the bandages that were wrapped completely around his head was the first thing that stuck out to you when you looked at him.

Luckily you weren't staring at him blankly for too long, as customer service training kicked in and you went on autopilot as you asked “did you need help with anything, sir?”

The man shook his head, then made his way around you as he headed towards the back and stopped at the collection of vinyls.

It was only then that Rory's warning from weeks earlier came back to mind.

You found yourself agreeing with what he and Kimber had said about the customer looking like the titular character from that 30s horror film. If he got himself a pair of sunglasses there would have been even more resemblance.

…. Though as you thought about that a bit more, it seemed a bit mean to make the comparison. Who knew if he had some kind of condition that made him need to cover his face like that? You remembered one science class from high school where the subject had been on a child who'd been born with a condition that resulted in her being unable to sit underneath a regular light bulb, as the light from it was enough to burn her skin. You couldn't remember the specifics, but it was something to do with extreme sensitivity to light. Maybe that was the case with him?

You mentally slapped yourself. That wasn't any of your business. And even if he couldn't hear the things you were speculating about, it was still incredibly rude to do so. As long as he didn't do anything that was against the store policy, it didn't concern you.

The man looked through the small collection of vinyls, carefully flipping through them as though he was looking for something in particular.

Part of you felt like you should ask him if there was anything he was looking for and if you could help him with it, but he made it clear earlier that he didn't need any help, so you kept on sweeping the floor while you made sure to keep an eye on him just in case that changed.

He finished looking through the records, then placed his hands back in his coat pockets. Without taking anything, the man turned and made his way back to the double doors of the store's entrance.

Huh. That seemed pretty quick.

The customer service kicked in once more as you called out to him “have a good night, sir!”

He glanced back at you as he pushed one of the doors open.

“You as well,” he said, nodding at you before he left the store and vanished into the night.

The whole thing had taken only about a minute, and while the man seemed odd, at least he was one of the more polite people you'd interacted with today.

Just like your coworkers had said, he didn't come in all that often. Only every once in a while, and always around the same time, just before the store closed. He never said too much to you, although the last few times he did respond when you had greeted him. Greeting you back after you welcomed him to the store. Just a polite greeting and a polite refusal whenever you asked if he needed help with anything. Nothing more beyond that.

He only came in to look at the records, but never found whatever it was he seemed to be looking for, so he never bought anything. He'd just come in, look for a bit and then leave.

It was never a remarkable event, and the only reason he stood out was just because of the bandages that he always wore. Had it been anyone else you doubted that your coworkers would've bothered to even mention him.

Still, you felt bad.

Maybe because it seemed like his trips to the store were ultimately a waste of time for him since he never found whatever he was looking fore. Maybe because Rory and the others were open about how creepy they thought he was. And maybe because of your own perception of him, jumping to conclusions about a total stranger. Sure, the bandages were odd, but you didn't want to be the kind of person that judged people like that.

The next time he came in, you decided to make more of an effort, and you caught him before he could swiftly leave the store as he usually did.

“Sir, are you sure you don't need any help?” you asked him.

He paused and looked back to you while you continued, “we have stores in multiple locations. If whatever you're looking for isn't here, I can always look up on the computer to see if a different store is carrying the record you want.”

He seemed surprised by the offer, and it hit you that none of the others had likely ever bothered to actually try to help him out.

It took a few moments before he replied to you, sighing a bit before stating “I'm not so sure you'll be able to find it. I'm not looking to waste your time.”

“It wouldn't be a waste,” you assured him, “I'd like to at least try, if that's okay with you.”

You motioned to the computer as you said “it'll only take a minute at most.”

He seemed reluctant, but conceded as he made his way to the desk. You went to the computer, and after opening up the correct program, you asked for the title he was looking for.

“Gyudondond.”

“Ah.... How is that spelled?”

He could probably tell that you were embarrassed to ask him that after making a point about trying to find the thing for him, but he remained patient as he spelled it out for you.

And when your search brought up that none of the stores carried any records with a name like that, he was unsurprised.

“They're fairly rare to come by,” he told you.

“Oh. Did they not make a lot?” you asked.

He shook his head.

“I've only come by a few of them, and usually in the oddest places. To be honest, I don't really expect to find any of them here, but I like to check anyway,” he explained.

“Just in case?”

He nodded.

“Um, if you give me a name and phone number, I could always keep an eye out for you and if we do get one of those records, I could hold onto it for you,” you said.

“No, that's alright. But I appreciate you trying.”

The man then looked up to the clock on the wall, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

“I'm running late, so I'm afraid I'll have to leave.”

“Oh! I'm sorry.”

“It's alright. Thank you again,” he said, then paused as he read aloud your name that was printed on your name tag.

There wasn't much else to say after that, and he left as he usually did.

Still, even though he'd said that you probably wouldn't find anything, you wrote down the name on a scrap of paper, placing the piece in your pocket with the intent of looking it up later when you got home.

You really wanted to be able to find one for him.

As you did your best to keep an eye out for a Gyudondond record, you were anticipating that moment of triumph where you would find what you were looking for and be able to give it to him the next time he walked in.

That moment never came. You went as far as to look up Gyudondond records online and the results brought up next to nothing. He hadn't been lying when he'd said that there hadn't been many of them made; no wonder he thought it would be a waste of your time. If he hadn't spoken of them, you wouldn't have even known that they existed.

All you really found when you looked up “Gyudondond” was a short page about a tribe of the same name, and there wasn't much information on them; just that the tribe had existed and made no mention of any records. You weren't quite sure what to make of that.

He didn't expect you to find anything, but you still felt bad.

At the end of another night about two weeks later, you were finishing up with a customer at the register just as you saw a familiar figure walk into the store. The bell at the top of the door announced his arrival, and the man walked toward the section at the back as he normally did. But this time you did notice the way he glanced over at you when he first entered.

The customer you'd been helping had left hurriedly once they'd seen him, and as the door slowly swung shut after they left, the man turned towards you.

“I'm assuming you couldn't find it?” he asked.

“No. Sorry.”

He waved away your apology.

“I didn't expect you to. They're frustratingly rare to come by.”

“No kidding,” you said, “I couldn't even find anyone selling them online.”

“If you had, they would be overpriced,” he replied, walking over to the counter as he did.

“Thank you for trying anyway.”

“It's the least I could do,” you said, “I feel bad that you always leave empty-handed.”

You looked over to the vinyls.

“I guess there's nothing else over there that you'd be interested in?”

“I either already own whatever is available or it isn't the kind of thing I'm looking for,” he replied.

“So you own a lot of records, then?”

“A fair amount,” he said, “is that something you're interested in, as well?”

“Ah, I guess a little,” you answered, “but it seems like a hobby that requires at least some space, and my current living conditions don't allow for that, unfortunately. Maybe someday, though.”

“That's a shame. I might've made some recommendations.”

“You still can,” you told him, leaning on the counter slightly as you asked “aside from those rare records, what kinds of music do you like?”

The bandages made it hard to tell what exactly his emotions were, but at that question of yours, you saw the way his eyes seemed to light up, and he was more than happy to list off what he liked.

Later on you found out his name: Bonolenov.

Time passed on, and gradually he started coming in more frequently, going from once every month to at least once every week. Occasionally more.

On certain visits he didn't even bother checking the vinyls; if the two of you were alone, he'd go straight to you and the two of you would talk, sometimes picking up where you'd left off in a previous discussion about music.

It never lasted all that long; Bonolenov still only came in at the very end of your shift, and he usually seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere after.

You asked him once what he did for a living, and he'd responded that he did odd jobs for a nightclub that was deeper in the city area. You'd found yourself wondering what sort of odd jobs he'd need to be doing that late in the evening, but then again, you didn't know how that particular business model worked. Maybe he needed to get things ready for the next night.

Whatever he did, it didn't matter all that much to you. Bonolenov was fun to talk to, and even though those conversations were still short, you enjoyed every moment that he was in the store, even if you still couldn't find any of those vinyls.

You had largely stopped talking about him with your coworkers, however. While they didn't bring him up a lot, occasional comments about him would reach your ears, but instead of saying anything in his defense, you chose to remove yourself from that situation. You hadn't forgotten what they'd said about his potential mafia ties, and while you weren't inclined to believe that, you didn't feel like getting into any arguments.

Until you let it slip that you had gotten closer to him.

“Gyudon... What is this?”

Rory's voice brought your attention to the register, where you saw him holding the note you had written weeks prior. Earlier you had emptied your pockets when you were trying to find one of your keys, and evidently you had forgotten to remove it from the counter after.

“Oh, sorry,” you told him as you took the note, “I was trying to look something up for a customer.”

“Look up what?” he asked, his brow raised.

“A record.”

“Never heard of that one before. Who's it for?” Rory asked.

“A customer.”

Immediately after you cursed at yourself in your head for how obviously weird that answer was. Just the way your answers came out told Rory that there was something that was up, and he raised an eyebrow at you while he continued to question you.

“Which customer, exactly?” he asked.

Should you be honest about this? Maybe you could convince him that Bonolenov wasn't a bad guy.

“The one you told me about,” you said to him.

There was a mixture of emotions on his face. Confusion to realization, then realization to concern and disappointment.

“You shouldn't get involved with a guy like that. I thought we made that clear,” he said.

“It's fine, really! He's a nice guy.”

Rory scoffed.

“If he's involved with the group that I think he is, then he's one of the furthest things from 'nice'.”

“How would you know? You haven't even talked to the guy,” you told him.

“If he runs with people who maim and murder for a living, I don't think I have to.”

“And you know that for a fact?”

“No... But it's what a lot of people say. And I can tell that the guy is nothing but bad news,” Rory insisted, “seriously. I told you to stay away from trouble. And that guy is nothing but trouble.”

“But you don't even know that for sure.”

“I'm trying to look out for you! Wouldn't you want to know if someone's involved with the mob?”

“Rory, I appreciate that you want to look out for me, but I really don't think that you're right about this.”

He seemed genuinely annoyed by your answer.

“If you keep talking to that guy, you'll regret it,” he said.

At this point, you were just tired of the conversation and let out a sigh as you said “sure, Rory.”

Rory didn't seem to like that answer or the tone of your voice, but he didn't say anything further.

No words were exchanged for the rest of your shift together.

The day after had been a bad day.

It was always bad whenever you ended up getting screamed at by a customer. Even worse when you were getting cursed out for something that wasn't your fault. The sad part was that you were pretty used to stuff like that happening at this point, and in general you were able to keep it from bothering you too much. Your usual strategy was to tell yourself that they were just some entitled person who'd never be able to handle a retail job if they were the one working it, and to remind yourself that whatever a person like that thought of you could never matter.

But even with that mentality, sometimes a customer's outburst managed to hit you differently. And today after you left that situation, you found yourself sobbing in the employee bathroom, rubbing your eyes raw while the tears kept flowing, and the only thing you had to comfort you was the fact that you'd managed to hold it together while you'd been up at the register. The last thing you wanted was for some shitty customer to see you crying because of them. You didn't want them to have that satisfaction.

The rest of the day had dragged on, but luckily nothing else too bad happened, although word must have gotten out about your disagreement with Rory, as Kimber and a few others were a bit more stiff when they interacted with you. That had just made your day worse, and the treatment you'd received had set the tone for the rest of your shift.

As 9 PM got closer and closer, you were more than eager for that moment when you'd clock out and go home. Maybe when you got back you'd stay up late to watch a good movie. Maybe while eating some unhealthy late-night snack that you'd end up regretting later. It didn't matter as long as you would feel better in that moment.

You were wiping down the counter surface when the bell chimed around 8:50. Initially you felt some dread, that a customer was coming in last minute and you'd need to deal with them and they'd keep you here for longer than you wanted to be. But the dread changed to relief when you saw that it was Bonolenov stepping in.

“Hey,” you said to him.

Your greeting sounded weak, and it seemed as though he picked up on that based off of the brief beat of silence before he responded to you.

“Hello,” he said.

“No Gyudondond record today, unfortunately,” you answered, jokingly adding “maybe next time.”

You hadn't meant for your reply to have come out as half-hearted as it did, but the weariness seemed to be overtaking you. You could see the way Bonolenov looked over you with worry, and as he approached you, he asked “are you alright?”

“Ah. Just a bad day. Sorry, is it that obvious?”

“A little.”

It had been hours since that incident with the customer, but you must've still looked like you'd been crying. You wondered briefly how many other customers after had been able to tell that you weren't doing well.

“What happened?” Bonolenov asked.

“Eh, just an asshole customer. It happens,” you replied, “I'm usually better with handling that sort of thing, but that didn't happen today. But I'll get over it. It's fine.”

Despite your insistence that it didn't matter, Bonolenov didn't seem entirely convinced.

“Are you sure you're alright?” he asked.

“I'm okay. It's fine,” you repeated, trying your best to have your voice convey that it wasn't anything to worry about.

But it still didn't seem like he bought it.

He looked over to the clock, and then back to you.

“You're off the clock soon, correct?”

“Ah, yeah. Why?”

“I'd like to walk you home.”

“Oh.... Am I really worrying you that much?”

“A little bit,” he answered.

“Sorry.”

You wondered briefly if you should discourage him from doing that. If he needed to do some job after, you didn't want to create any issues in his schedule by having him take you home.

But he wouldn't be offering if it was an issue, right? And after the kind of day you'd had, spending a little more time with him sounded nice.

“As long as you're sure,” you told him.

“Of course,” he told you, “we can leave now, if you'd like.”

“Probably not,” you said, laughing a little, “I know I'll be dealing with a customer complaint tomorrow; I don't need to give my boss another reason to be mad at me.”

Bonolenov nodded, and then told you he'd be waiting for you outside once your shift was finished.

Less than ten minutes later, and the two of you were walking away from the now darkened music shop and making your way down the walkway while you passed by other businesses that had either closed for the night or were in the process of closing up shop.

He wasn't saying anything. You weren't sure what exactly to say in this situation, either. You didn't feel particularly compelled to go into what had happened to you hours earlier, but you weren't sure what to talk about now. Would it feel awkward if you tried to bring up a conversation about one of your usual subjects?

As you two walked, the city seemed oddly quiet, with only the occasional passerby while the two of you continued. It was a weeknight, you supposed, but even then, in a city like this, there was usually a fair bit of noise no matter what night it was. Maybe there was something going on that you weren't aware of.

“Would you like anything?”

Bonolenov speaking to you snapped you out of your thoughts, and you saw him nodding his head towards a vending machine that was to the side of the walkway. It was filled with various beverages, and while getting something to drink sounded nice enough, you were worried it would look like you were taking advantage of his kindness.

“You sure? You don't have to get me anything,” you said.

“I'm sure.”

“Um. Just a water then, I guess.”

He nodded, and as he began to make his selections, you walked over to the side of a nearby building, leaning against the wall and quietly sighing to yourself. The stress of the day already seemed to be leaving you, much to your relief. You didn't want to get too comfortable, of course, remembering the horror stories Kimber had told you about people getting snatched up by the mafia and being forced to work for them because they had lingered outside a bit too long during the evening hours. Even though you questioned those stories a bit more now, given how she and Rory seemed to dramatize things.

But even then, Bonolenov was with you, so you felt some security in the fact that you weren't alone.

He joined you soon after, handing you a plastic water bottle before standing next to you, unscrewing the cap off of a bottled tea that he'd gotten for himself.

“Thank you.”

You smiled up at him as you said that, and though you couldn't see it, you could sense that he was smiling back as he nodded at you.

It was a small thing for him to do for you, but it helped to make you feel better.

You had taken a swig of the water when you noticed one of his hands going up to the bandages on his face. Previously you hadn't even thought of how he was going to drink what he had bought for himself, and only now did it occur to you that the bandages would get in the way. Thoughts of it being rude to stare went out the window as you watched him pull the bandages around his mouth down slightly, and for the first time, you saw his mouth.

And the dark marks that were located above and below his lips.

Were those-?

He looked at you then, and you were reminded how impolite you were being as you dutifully turned your head away.

“Sorry. That – I'm sorry,” you stuttered out.

You heard him chuckle a little before he took a sip of his tea.

“It's fine,” he said after, “it would be strange if you weren't curious.”

Relief hit you that he hadn't been offended by it, and you glanced back over to him when you heard him say “you can ask me about it, if you wish.”

The bandages on his face were still askew, and you could still see some parts of the marks on his skin.

Yet the more you looked, the less they seemed like simple marks.

“Those marks,” you began, “are they actually... Holes?”

“Yes.”

That explained the bandages, then, and since his whole face was covered, you had to wonder just how much of his face was taken up by them.

“How did you get those?” was your next, more carefully worded question.

“It was tradition,” Bonolenov answered, “back when I lived with my tribe.”

“Your tribe?”

“The Gyudondond tribe.”

You stood there silent as Bonolenov continued “when the males turned three, needles would be placed into various areas of their bodies, and they would remain until they were replaced with thicker sticks. When we reached adulthood, the holes were used to produce a variety of sounds when they danced before battle. The Dancing Warriors.”

“.... Were you one of those warriors?” you asked.

“Once.”

His answer was only one word, and he sounded more wistful than you'd ever heard him.

“We lost our lands because of a company who wanted the area for development, and didn't care how we were removed, just so long as we were gone,” he continued, “I don't know if anyone else managed to survive. As far as I know, I'm the only one left.”

He took another swig of his drink, and you got the sense that he didn't want to talk about that subject for much longer.

You couldn't blame him. You could only imagine how painful it was to talk about something like that, to relive the circumstances that landed him to be where he was currently. Your own troubles seemed so petty and trivial by comparison, and you felt badly for making such a big deal over them.

“I'm so sorry,” you finally told him, “I can't even imagine what you've been through.”

“That's kind of you to say. Although I should be the one apologizing. It isn't right to dump that sort of thing on someone.”

“No, it's fine,” you said, “sometimes it's good to just let that sort of thing out. Not always great to just keep that sort of thing inside, you know?”

“I suppose that's true.”

It stayed quiet for a moment before you decided to ask another question.

“So, the records that you're looking for...?”

“Recordings of our tribe's music,” he clarified, “so far I've managed to find six.”

“Do you know how many were made in total?” you asked.

“I have a rough estimate,” Bonolenov said, “but I'm happy to have gotten the few that I have. If I can find any more, I'll collect them as well. It's nice to have some remnants of our music.”

“I'd love to listen to them.”

The words left your mouth and you were immediately hit with the thought that it was rude to presume that he'd let you listen to those records, especially since they were clearly important to him, so you added “as long as you'd be okay with that.”

Bonolenov seemed amused, however, and this time you were able to see the small smile on his lips as he said “maybe at some point.”

Soon after, he downed the rest of his tea and adjusted the bandages over his mouth. When he pulled out his phone to check the time, you got the sense that it was time for the two of you to move on.

“You don't need to walk me all the way back if you're busy,” you told him.

“No, I'm not busy. But it is getting late.”

With that, the two of you began walking again, and when you reached your apartment building, the mood you were in was considerably better than it had been earlier, and when you turned around as he saw you off, you meant it when you thanked him.

His face was completely covered again, but you could sense that he was once more smiling at you.

Bonolenov waited until he watched you enter the building before he left. And as he did so, he kept an eye on the windows that he knew were in the space of your unit, and felt some relief when he saw the darkened lights from within the apartment turn on. You'd made it back to your apartment safe, and for now, he had nothing to worry about.

As he walked away from the building, Bonolenov pulled his phone out of his pocket as he double checked the information Shalnark had sent to him. He'd been lying earlier when he told you that he wasn't busy, but since he wanted to wait for a bit before getting this job finished, he saw no issue in taking a bit of time in walking with you.

Glancing up at the street names, he followed the directions on his phone and began to make his way towards a residential area where he would find tonight's target.

His role within the troupe was best described as being the one to do the “odd jobs”. Assisting Kortopi with his counterfeits, cleaning up murder scenes with Shizuku or standing in for Chrollo whenever he was busy: whatever was needed of him, he would do it.

Including assassinations.

Of course, the regular hits were performed by other members of the troupe, by people like Phinks and Uvogin. Whenever Chrollo wanted to send a message out, the carnage that would be left in their wake was used to prove a point to whatever offending party had encroached upon the troupe in some way.

But whenever it came to the hits that Chrollo didn't want to be connected to the troupe, he would send Bonolenov.

The target for tonight was a journalist named Katherine Lane who had stepped on the troupe's toes one too many times, and since the woman hadn't taken any warnings to heart, Chrollo wanted her gone.

But he wanted it done quietly.

And that was why, in the late hour of the night, Bonolenov was now softly making his way into her backyard, climbing over the wooden fence and keeping his footsteps as silent as possible.

She lived alone and didn't have any boyfriend to speak of. Any chances of her entertaining a guest overnight seemed slim and she didn't own a dog or any sort of pet that could give him trouble once he entered the house.

No security systems in place, either. That had been surprising to him, but evidently she didn't spend that much time at her house, only coming back whenever she needed to sleep.

At least that fact worked out well for him as he picked the lock to the back door, opening it up as little as possible when he heard the way the hinges squeaked and side-stepping through the narrow opening.

Inside the house was dark, and he stood still for a moment to allow his eyes to adjust before he stepped forward as he recalled where the bedroom of the house would be located. It should be near the front.

That bit of information turned out not to matter, as Bonolenov noticed a person-sized shape sprawled out on the couch in the living area. There was enough light coming in from the outside to confirm his target.

She looked like she was still in her work clothes, like she had returned home and passed right out where she sat. He grabbed and pulled up her arm with as little force as possible, just in case she was a light sleeper. Though he kept a gun with him in case of emergencies, shooting her would be a poor move.

As was often the case with those who dealt with the news, flat-out killing the target would do more harm than good. With the subject that she had been reporting, if she was found murdered in her home, it would only strengthen whatever words she had written against the troupe and turn her into a martyr. Even trying to stage an accident of some kind could be seen as suspicious, but luckily Shalnark had come across some useful information when he had pulled the woman's medical records:

She had a history of heart problems.

Pushing up the long sleeve of her shirt, Bonolenov reached into his coat pocket and grabbed two things: a syringe and a vial of muscle relaxants. The drug was generally harmless, but if given in large enough doses it would lead to death. And the natural elements within the drug meant that once it entered the human body, it would disperse and become untraceable.

It was the best way to make it appear as though she had died from a case of  heart failure.

Pulling the cap off of the needle and pushing it into the vial, he filled the syringe until he was certain that the dosage would be lethal, and he pocketed the vial before pulling her arm back up.

Pushing the needle into a prominent vein, he injected the contents of the syringe into her bloodstream, and when it was empty, he pulled it back out, pocketed it as well, and sat by the couch as he waited for her to die.

It didn't take long; soon enough, she made one loud, final gasp before she stopped breathing, and then stilled. Just to be sure, Bonolenov pressed two fingers against her throat and was satisfied when he felt no pulse.

As he ensured that both syringe and vial were in his pocket and couldn't be left behind as evidence, Bonolenov mused that this was one of the more peaceful deaths he'd granted. To let her die quietly in her sleep; not many who went against the troupe were granted such a mercy.

He stood back up, preparing to leave the home and head back to the Nitery before he noticed something on the floor next to the couch.

A single yellow rose with a small white ribbon tied around the stem. Given her position on the couch, she must have been holding it when she came in and then dropped it in her sleep.

Bonolenov found himself wondering if she had been out on a date before she came back. Although Shalnark had said that she didn't have any sort of significant other, so perhaps it was just a gift.

Well, it didn't matter much now.

But as he exited the house and jumped the fence once more, his thoughts on what his target had been doing during her last few hours of life then turned back to you and the time you had both spent together.

If you knew what he'd done just now, you would hate him, wouldn't you?

He wasn't sure why he had phrased the thought as a question: of course you would've hated him. Whatever flaws you may or may not have, there was no way you could be comfortable or accepting of the things he and the troupe did.

And for that reason, it was wrong of him to pursue you.

He was interested in you, and he was certain that you were interested in him as well. And your reaction to seeing that little bit beneath his bandages only solidified his belief that you were worth holding onto.

But having any kind of relationship with you would mean putting your life in danger. And especially if the relationship became a romantic one. If things went that far, he knew he'd be dragging you into the criminal underworld, and that world was ten times as cruel and harsh as the one you already lived in. If he continued to see you and let you go about your life as normal, then it would only be a matter of time before an enemy of the spiders caught wind of it and either captured or killed you just to try to get to him.

The only way to have you and keep you safe was to make you live with him and the rest of the troupe's darlings in the Nitery.

But if he went that far, you would never be able to return to the life you once had.

And you would certainly resent him for that fact.

A light drizzle of rain began to fall from overhead as he continued his walk to the subway station and only picked up slightly when he entered the underground tunnel through the cement stairs.

Just in time; his bandages did poorly against the rain.

The train ride back to the Nitery was silent save for the inevitable noise caused by the car's rickety wheels on the metal tracks. No one else who was out during the late hour had any desire to make conversation with anyone, and the ones who got too close to him were fast to relocate themselves away from him once they saw the bandages that covered his face.

After getting off the subway, he found that the rain hadn't yet reached the area around the Nitery, though when he looked up at the night sky, the dark clouds that were coming in was a sure sign that it wouldn't stay that way for long. Luckily the club that the troupe had turned into their home base wasn't too far away, and Bonolenov managed to make it in through a side entrance just as the rain began to fall outside.

Distant sounds of the night club's music vibrated through the walls as he made his way up a staircase that lead to the troupe's personal quarters. Hardly a night went by when the more legitimate business beneath their operations wasn't in full swing, but luckily Chrollo had taken that into account when the building had been designed as the area separating it and the floor above had been thoroughly soundproofed.

When he shut the door at the top of the stairs closed behind him, he could barely hear anything.

“Welcome back,” a voice called out to him.

Bonolenov looked to see Kortopi sitting atop one of the tables in the now empty bar area, different types of papers and pens scattered all around him as he set about forging whatever paperwork had been asked of him. Kortopi had his own desk in a work area near Shalnark's, but he had expressed to Bonolenov once that he preferred working in the bar after hours. Something about being able to spread out more.

“Evening,” Bonolenov greeted in response.

“How'd it go?” Kortopi asked.

“Katherine Lane is dead,” Bonolenov answered, “her body will be discovered at some point tomorrow, and the autopsy should find that she died from cardiac arrest.”

“Will they find her that fast?”

“She seemed like a workaholic; I'm sure her absence at her workplace will be noted quickly.”

Kortopi hummed as he nodded at the explanation.

“And what about you? What's all this?” Bonolenov asked, looking over a few of the pages.

“Something Shalnark dumped on me last minute,” Kortopi answered.

“Do you need any help?”

“No, that's okay. I should be finished soon. Besides, you just got back from a job. You should go rest.”

He didn't feel anywhere close to tired, but Bonolenov nodded anyway, walking past the table where Kortopi sat and heading towards the hallway where his room was located.

“Oh! Before you leave, you should know something,” Kortopi suddenly called out.

Bonolenov paused.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I overheard Shal talking with Pakunoda. They've noticed that you've been going out a lot recently.”

“And?”

“Boss'll probably talk to you about that soon.”

“Are you saying that they think I'm betraying them?”

“Of course not,” Kortopi replied, “if they thought that you'd be with Feitan right now. Just a matter of security, I think. You don't exactly blend in.”

“Neither do you.”

“I know. That's why I stay inside.”

As Kortopi reached across the table to grab a different pen, Bonolenov went over the information in his head. It was something that he'd been expecting, but he'd thought that he'd have a little more time.

“Why are you leaving so often, anyway?” Kortopi then asked, turning his attention back to the hitman, “you going on dates or something?”

Bonolenov thought to himself a moment before he answered with “I suppose it turned into something like that tonight.”

“... You're actually seeing someone?”

“Something like that,” Bonolenov repeated.

“Are you going to be moving someone in with you?”

“I'm not sure yet.”

“Huh.”

“Is that so surprising?” the hitman asked.

“A little, I guess. Didn't think you'd be up for that sort of thing,” Kortopi answered.

There wasn't any judgment in his voice. Just genuine surprise.

“There's a lot of things I didn't think I'd do before coming here,” Bonolenov replied.

The clock in the bar began to chime as the hour changed, and he left without another word, leaving Kortopi to his work.

Some time had passed since he began to meet with you regularly, but he'd been certain that he still had a while before your existence became known to the troupe.

Perhaps he'd underestimated just how good Pakunoda and Shalnark were at collecting information. Evidently he wasn't being as discreet as he'd thought he'd been; it was possible that the two of them were already aware of you. All it would've taken was for one of them to have him tailed on one of the nights he'd visited you at that shop, and it wouldn't be hard to guess as to what was going on if they learned he was visiting just for you.

Those two being aware wasn't the biggest issue, however.

If the troupe became aware of you, then it wouldn't be long before enemies of the troupe became aware of you as well, and as Bonolenov locked the door to his room behind him, he could imagine the sort of trouble you'd be in if your relation to him became public knowledge within the underworld and you weren't somewhere secure.

He let out a soft sigh as he began to remove his coat and hat, hanging them on the coat rack near the door.

Bonolenov had been aware that the time he had with you was short. Where no one knew of you and he didn't need to worry about you becoming a target. Just a small, simple relationship that revolved around a mutual appreciation of music.

But now that he had gone out in public with you, meeting with you outside of the music store, there were all manner of possibilities that he needed to face.

He made his way across the room and slumped down into his chair, his elbows resting on the arms of the chair as his eyes glanced over the room and lingered on the few pieces of memorabilia from his tribe that he'd managed to save. Outside the rain began to come down harder, the drops pattering against the windows.

He wondered if you were asleep right now.

Then his mind went back to the hit from earlier tonight, and the single rose he'd seen lying on the floor next to that woman. In his mind, it was a gift that had come from a potential lover of hers. Not someone that she had been with officially, but perhaps she had been working up to that point with that person.

And when he thought of the quiet way in which he had snuffed out her life, it wasn't hard to imagine someone else doing the same to you. And with the amount of enemies the troupe had, it seemed unlikely that you would get a death as peaceful as the journalist.

He shouldn't see you anymore. He should stop going out of his way to go to that music shop and exit your life completely so that you were no longer in danger. Continuing to see you out in the open was reckless, and ripping you away from the life you had was cruel. In terms of what was morally right, letting you go was the correct option. The life he lived wasn't one that he should subject you to.

His fingers tapped against the arm of his chair in contemplation and his eyes began to wander about the room again.

Bonolenov could easily see you in here.

Sitting on the couch with a book as you waited for him to return.

Approaching him after he came back and sitting on his lap while you gave him affection.

Trailing your hands over his record collection as you looked for one that you hadn't yet heard.

He focused on his records for a bit. You'd called it a hobby that required lots of space. That must have meant that with your current living arrangement, you didn't have the luxury of a fair amount of free space for whatever hobbies you might enjoy.

You'd also expressed an interest in listening to vinyls, and now that his train of thought was on that, he could easily picture the scene where the two of you listened to them together. Holding you close as the both of you listened to one of the many vinyls from his collection, just sitting and being there together.

And maybe if the mood was right, the two of you might dance together.

Did you know how to dance? It wasn't something that had been brought up, so he had no clue.

He could always teach you if you didn't.

The rain continued to fall as he thought to himself, remembering what Kortopi had told him. That Chrollo would likely speak to him soon.

If Shalnark and Pakunoda were aware of you, then they'd likely have already informed the boss. Chrollo would call him in so they could speak on what exactly they were going to do about you.

Bonolenov tapped his fingers against the armrest again, pretending to a nonexistent audience that he was still struggling with the decision, but internally, he had already made his choice.

He'd just need to work hard to make sure you would forgive him.

[pillow-anime-infos]

hxh masterlist {phantom troupe ver.)

CHROLLO LUCILFER

first date with chrollo {scenario | 355 words ; sfw}

reaction to your death {headcanon ; sfw?}

yandere!chrollo {headcanon ; sfw?}

cruel world {headcanon ; sfw?}

family reunion {headcanon ; sfw}

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

his twins are arguing {headcanon ; sfw}

life with him {headcanon ; sfw & nsfw}

NOBUNAGA HAZAMA

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

FEITAN PORTOR

smart ass s/o {headcanon ; sfw}

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

MACHI KOMACINE

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; suggestive}

“just kill me, baby” {i love girls month + scenario | 483 words ; sfw?]

PHINKS MAGCUB

flirty s/o {headcanon ; sfw}

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

SHALNARK

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

FRANKLIN BORDEAU

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

SHIZUKU MURASAKI

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; suggestive?}

PAKUNODA

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

BONOLENOV NDONGO

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

UVOGIN

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

KORTOPI

friendship or partnership? {headcanon ; sfw}

[asexual-abomination]

Hi 🥺 I saw requests were open? Could you maybe do platonic Phantom Troupe with the reader having echolalia? If the troupe is too much, maybe just Chrollo and Feitan? Thank you in advance 🥺

Thank you so much for this request! I had a lot of fun writing it!

I know that echolalia and a lot of other symptoms show up differently in different people, so I had to base this on my own experience, and I have a tendency to echo literally anything, words, sounds, rhythms, anything.

I decided to have this take place in a scenario where reader copies each member individually!

Chrollo

Probably the one who has read up on any and all of your symptoms, since he considers it his responsibility to be educated on your needs

When, after you happened to be sat in a meeting with the Troupe, you began muttering to yourself, he wanted to see if you were alright

As he walked up to after, hoping to speak with you, he was surprised to see you repeating a seemingly innocuous phrase from somewhere in the middle of the meeting

Chrollo would recognize this as a stim, but he wouldn’t understand immediately why you would be stimming something he randomly said

He would be a bit thrown off when your explanation is very simple, telling him that it just sounded right, felt right in your brain

He wouldn’t tell a soul, but a little part of him was proud that you found his voice that nice to listen to that you’d imitate it for fun

He definitely doesn’t mind, and even encourages any stimming in general, since he can see that it makes you happy

Machi

While most of her medical training is in more physical things, after it was mentioned that you were autistic, she decided to go and top up her knowledge of neurodivergency.

At one point during a mission, she murmured to herself to remember a safe’s code, not realizing that she was within earshot of you

Several hours after the mission was over and everyone was celebrating the spoils of victory, she overheard you repeating the code to yourself over and over again

She expressed her confusion to you, reminding you that the mission was over and there was no need for the code anymore

When your response was to tell her that the code simply sounded nice, she would probably get confused for a moment

Machi doesn’t quite understand how some random string of numbers can ‘sound nice’ but she also knows that your brain functions differently from hers

I don’t see her making too big a deal out of it, but she’d actually make a sly comment about how much you listen to her

Other than that, she happy to let you stim as you please!

Phinks

Probably not educated at all about the intricacies of your stimming or any symptoms in general, but he'll never get upset with you, since he understands on some level that it's just how you are

I'd imagine that the way you'd echo from him miiight come from overhearing him death threatening a scared hostage

Definitely spooks him when he hears you mumbling the harshest and longest string of curses he's ever heard

Mostly because you're spitting the words with the exact same tone as he did, and he thinks that you're trying to threaten him

(He doesn't wanna mess with you 😆)

When he finally figures out that you're copying him, he jumps to the next conclusion that you're mocking him

"What? Am I not intimidating to you? I sure scared that scum back there!"

"What are you talking about?"

His face when you explain yourself to him is nothing short of flustered, and he begins profusely apologizing

He gets super caught up whenever he's accidentally ableist, since he wants you to feel safe around him

Once you've cleared up the situation, he actually takes joy in seeing you copy him, and if he gets the chance he'll want to teach you how to be more intimidating

Uvogin

Another case of not really knowing what stims are, but being respectful of them anyway

I mean, man is literally eight feet tall, he doesn't care about whatever weird things anyone else might do

He roars at the back of his throat once, and that's it

When he's walking past you after a mission, Uvo's almost shocked to hear you making a vague growling noise constantly

Since he likes to lean into his animal side a bit more than others, he'll jokingly ask if you're trying to intimidate him, much like Phinks

When you explain to him to you thought that his roar was fun enough to copy, he also takes an odd sense of pride in it

He's not normally a man for any kind of subtlety, but if you actually found his roars pleasing to listen to, he'll see if he can roar at a volume that won't immediately burst your eardrums without protection or distance

If you do a lot of vocal stimming in general, especially imitation of his roars, I can see him taking you out to some mountain or cave or whatever to practice your roar for some fun bonding

Nobunaga

Okay so we know that he spends plenty of time around Machi, so she's probably explained some of the main symptoms of your autism at some point when he asked

But when he sits next to you and hears you trying to imitate the sounds that his sword makes when he charges it with his Nen, he looks at you incredulously for a moment

You may not have even noticed that you were echoing at first, so you'll probably be confused when you see him looking at you

"Oh, sorry, your sword just sounds nice!"

*Cue even further confusion from him*

Completely doesn't get how a sword sounds nice, but kind of has this "You do you, kid" attitude about it

May or may not invite you to listen to his practice and then wait until afterwards to listen for your echoes because he finds it cute

Shizuku

Okay I'm gonna be honest, when Blinky first appeared in show and made that noise, I was taken and kept trying to make the same noise for hours whenever it appeared

"Shizuku, why did you summon Blinky? Is something wrong?"

"What are you talking about? I didn't summon them?"

"Oh that was me, sorry."

Definitely has a giggle about it when she finds that you enjoy echoing her Nen ability

Will summon Blinky whenever you want to 'have a chat' with them

Very openly thinks you're absolutely adorable with it, and it's one of the first things she'll do every time she gets to see you

Shalnark

Honestly, he says everything with such a happy, upbeat tone, anything he says can be copied for fun

His laugh is the best, so you're probably echoing that

He's probably not too shocked when he hears an attempt his own laugh coming from down the hallway, thinking someone's trying to play a prank on him

But he'll be a little confused when he finds you

When you reveal the truth of what you were doing, oh god, be prepared

"Aww, you like my voice that much??"

"You do a pretty good impression of me, must spend a lot of time listening, huh?"

He WILL NOT stop until he gets to see you blush, though if he does overstep and upset you, he'll tone it back down immediately

Might not change anything especially big with his usual way of talking, but will take a moment to appreciate his own voice whenever he catches you imitating him

Bonolenov

THE MUSIC!!

Okay I know that they're mainly used for battle and injuring people's ears, but he definitely has more calm songs that he plays for his friends

When you first hear it, the tunes are so enchanting that you will be humming or whistling it for weeks afterwards

He's sitting and relaxing when he hears you attempting to hum the tune of a sweet lullaby he had once played for the Troupe

It's probably not a perfect replication, since it takes a while to learn the songs he makes, but it makes his heart melt to think that you want to try your hand at his beloved music

When he overhears you, he jumps in to begin gushing about the song you found so lovely

Asking if you'd like to hear it again -  he'd certainly love to play it for you again!

He might seem really overexcited, but he's genuinely happy that he can bring you joy with his ability

Franklin

Took me a moment to think of something for him, but after a while of thinking:

He speaks slowly and calmly quite often, so I can imagine that he can sometimes say things in very rhythmic fashion, which will catch on very quick

You're walking away from a quick chat with him, when he hears you whispering under your breath

Normally wouldn't even make a note of it, but he wants to make sure you're okay

(Definitely isn't worried about you and wanting to keep you safe)

His reaction when you tell him that you liked the way that he said something is a mix between "Oh, that's nice" and "What are you on about"

Has probably the least amount of education on stimming, but also one of the most open to learning, since he wants to do what he can to keep those he cares about safe and happy

Will be a bit put off by the way you seem to copy him at first, but definitely doesn't mind after a while

Silently thanks you for making him take a moment to appreciate his own voice

Pakunoda

Sweetheart hums a meteor city anthem one day, and isn't really shocked when she comes upon you humming it yourself

Since she's looked into your mind with her ability, she knows the way that you like to echo certain sounds, and doesn't mind at all

If she's listening from around a corner or such, she will smile joyfully and quietly wait out of your sight

Unless you catch her in the act, she's actually quite happy to not let you know of presence while she enjoys the thought of you enjoying her culture

But, if you do catch her, she'll probably start gushing to you about the origin of whichever song you wanted to imitate

She wants you to feel happy, however you wish to pursue that, and will absolutely hype you up in any sort of stimming you need to do

Whether you want her to ignore your echoing, or to join in whenever she hears, she's happy to do whatever you ask to keep you happy

Feitan

If he catches you copying something he said in broken language, at first he will assume that you were making fun of him

Not because he thinks that you're mean spirited, just because he's used to people mocking

With most members of the Troupe, he would show no mercy at this point, but since he actually likes you, you get one chance to explain yourself

Once you tell him about why you're copying him, he'll be seriously confused for a moment

Yeah he's never heard the word echolalia before

So you'll have to explain it to him

Probably doesn't immediately get it, but he lets you off the hook for it, since he does understand that you're very different from him and the others

Doesn't really think too much of it once you've cleared up that you aren't mocking him, although he finds it interesting to listen to you talking about how stimming works, even when he doesn't understand half of it

Kortopi

Actually another case that assumes that you're mocking him

He's used to being acknowledged as a weak link in the Troupe, and would get quite internally upset if he thought you were also in on the joke

I can't explain why I think this, but I actually see him as one of the most educated members of the group when it comes to any sort of neurodiversity, since I think he's neurodivergent himself, but he probably doesn't catch on immediately that this stems from your own autism

Wouldn't confront you straight away, but when he does, he tries to be as professional as possible about it

Cue a string of quiet apologies when you explain yourself

Quickly tries to explain himself to you, and you probably bond over how annoying it can be to have stimming misunderstood

Tries his best to let you know from then on that any symptoms you need to express are accepted around him, since he knows that you accept him as well

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Thanks for reading!

[luffyvace]

˚✧₊⁎MASTERLIST⁎⁺˳✧༚

a masterlist of all hcs I’ve done~ (any characters who are not here or in part 2 have not been done—link to part 2 in my pinned post)

One piece

Luffy D. monkey

Luffy relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Luffy x reader x Zoro

Luffy x black reader ♡

Luffy x male reader hcs ☆

MORE LUFFY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Luffy x heroic fem! reader (requested)

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro’s kisses headcanons

Zoro x male reader headcanons

Zoro x reader x Sanji poly relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Luffy x reader x Zoro

Zoro x overly sweet reader (requested)

Sitting in Zoro’s lap hcs

Nami

Strawhat headcanons

Nami x male reader

Nami x black reader

Nami x female reader

Nami x poker faced male reader (who’s Robin’s brother)

Nami x fem! Reader ft. Jealous! Sanji

Vinsmoke Sanji

Zoro x Reader x Sanji poly relationship headcanons

Strawhat headcanons

Sanji x black reader (also has Ace separately) (requested)

Sanji x overly sweet reader (requested)

Nico Robin

Brook and Robin thoughts

Nico Robin x morbid gn! Reader hcs

Strawhat headcanons

Hcs of what I think Robin’s ideal s/o would be (requested)

Robin x male! Reader neglects himself from always taking care of the crew (requested)

Robin x (biological) younger brother! reader (requested)

Nami x poker faced male reader (who’s Robin’s brother) (not my idea)

Brook

Brook and Robin thoughts

Strawhat headcanons

Franky

Strawhat headcanons

Jinbei

Strawhat headcanons

Portgas D Ace

Ace x amab! Reserved! reader

Ace adopts a dog headcanons

Ace x black reader (also has Sanji separately) (requested)

Ace x childhood best friend! Reader who he has a crush on

Akagami Shanks

Red hair pirates x male reader who has heterochromia (requested)

Shanks x fem reader (a mini scenario in hcs format)

Shanks x male reader (a mini scenario in hcs format)

Boa Hancock

Boa x older brother! Male reader platonic relationship hcs (requested)

Buggy

Buggy (relationship) headcanons

Perona

Perona x male reader

Monkey D. Garp (platonic)

(Platonic) Garp x younger fem! Reader who looks up to him as his apprentice (requested)

HUNTER X HUNTER

Kurtapika Kurta

Kurapika fluffy relationship headcanons (requested)

Cute domestic hcs of kurapika x fem reader (requested)

Big brother kurapika hcs (requested)

Chrollo Lulcifer

Chrollo x outgoing reader

Feitan Portor

Feitan fluff hcs (requested)

Feitan x seemingly angelic and innocent reader who’s actually in an criminal organization too (requested)

Feitan x a truamatized reader who’s a sadist and has hemokinesis powers (requested)

Machi Komachine

Macho relationship hcs

Shaknark Ryusei

Shalnark x closed off reader (requested)

Shizuku

Shizuku with a S/O she thought she was already dating

Bonolenov:

Bonolenov x reader who’s from his (gyudondond) tribe

Uvogin:

Uvogin x reader who’s as big as him

Phantom troupe relationship hcs (separate):

(Separate) phantom troupe relationship hcs

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku x male reader hcs

Bakugo Katsuki

Katsuki x shoto twin reader

Katsuki x male reader

Katsuki x black gn! Reader

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto hcs for his big day

Shota Aizawa

Aizawa crush headcanons

How Aizawa courts you/relationship headcanons

Aizawa’s kisses headcanons (mini series by me)

Mina Ashido

Mina x gn! Reader

Minnax black gn! Reader

Uraraka Ochako

Uraraka x shy fem reader

Tsuyu Asui (Fixed! Tsuyu relationship hcs

Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura)

Shigaraki x scholarly reader with glasses (has dabi separately)

Touya Todoroki

Dabi x scholarly reader with glasses (has shigaraki separately)

BUNGO STRAY DOGS

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Fukuzawa’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Ranpo Edogawa

Ranpo x lazy male reader

Ranpo’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Yosano

Yosano’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Kunikida

Kunikida’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Osamu Dazai

Dazai’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Tanizaki Junichiro

Tanizaki’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Naomi

Naomi’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Kenji Miyazawa

Kenji’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Mori Ogai (i don’t condone his behavior)

Mori’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Hirotsu

Hirotsu’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Koyo Ozaki

Koyo’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Chuuya x gn reader

Chuuya x male reader

Higuchi Ichiyo

Higuchi’s reaction to screwing up her first date with you

Higuchi Ichiyo as your girlfriend

Tachihara

Tachihara’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa’s reaction to screwing up his first date with you

Gin Akutagawa

Gin’s reaction to screwing up her first date with yo

DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro

Tanjiro x male reader

Inosuke

Inosuke x black male reader

Rengoku

Rengoku x gn reader relationship headcanons

Obanai

Obanai x chubby gn reader

SAIKI K

None yet~ coming soon!~

MOB PSYCHO 100

None yet~ coming soon!~

BLACK BUTLER

None yet~ coming soon!~

List of characters I want to write for eventually

List of character I want to write for eventually

[pillow-anime-talk]

their choice. {pt.2}

synopsis: Do they feel better in a friendly relation or in a relationship? Which is more suited to the two of you?

# tags: headcanons; friendships & current relationships; mild romance; fluff; light yandere behavior (for shalnark); sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. shalnark, franklin bordeau, shizuku murasaki, pakunoda, bonolenov ndongo, uvogin & kortopi {hxh}

part one {click}

— SHALNARK

↘ PARTNERSHIP; I definitely see him as a possessive yet cute boy who loves to tease you and show others that you are in a relationship together. Shalnark has a weak point in your person and no matter how strong/smart you are, he still wants to protect you and care for you. Sometimes he’s pushy, but you can’t say ‘No’ to him. After all, he has his own ways of getting you to endorse his ideas.

↘ I don’t see any other variant. I think Shalnark will be satisfied only with a more or less toxic partnership with you.

— FRANKLIN

↘ FRIENDSHIP; he’s so soft and calm, so he definitely expects a sincere and long-term friendship with the other person. There will definitely be time for a relationship, but by focusing on the present moment, Franklin is the perfect choice when it comes to a friend and you have a great time talking about various things and doing common missions (as long as you’re part of the Phantom Troupe, obviously). I also see him as a man who enjoys to take you on a piggyback and you personally consider that as your daily greeting. He also acts like your big brother a lot, so don’t be surprised when he gives you a nice compliment, a bottle of cool water, a pat on the head, or a packet of cookies.

↘ Partnership is an additional variant, but as I mentioned above, you must definitely wait for it.

— SHIZUKU

↘ FRIENDSHIP WITH BENEFITS; I think the relation with Shizuku is very similar to the relation with Machi. She’s your best friend, by far the closest person in the group and at the same time a woman to whom you entrust your everything. I see her as a girl who showed you a lot of new things like fighting techniques, kinds of kisses, and expensive alcohol that she stole from one of the shops to celebrate a mission well done or your new job (if you’re not a Spider). You really trust each other very much and if any of you have a problem you will be happy to help each other.

↘ The additional variant is a normal relationship, but I think that sooner or later it would turn into a friendship with benefits once again because Shizuku may have trouble with talking about her feelings towards you.

— PAKUNODA

↘ PARTNERSHIP; I definitely see her as the dominant in the relationship! After all, she’s a very warm and peaceful woman, so she will always help you and reward you with a gift or a long kiss on the forehead. She’s also tall, so expect a few longer hugs, during which you will hear her heart beating. Hmm, I don’t know why, but I also think Pakunoda is a woman full of stereotypical views of the world and she definitely loves all these romantic things like taking bubble baths together, dinner in expensive restaurants and weekend trips to hot springs. It’s also a fact that she will propose to you, so good luck!

↘ Another variant is a normal friendship full of secrets and small jokes.

— BONOLENOV

↘ FRIENDSHIP; I think Bono would have a future with someone from his tribe, therefore friendship between you two is more likely than any affection. He’s a honest and respectful gentleman towards you, so expect many questions from him about how you feel, about whether you are hungry or if you need his help. He is a very nice guy and he definitely enjoys to spend time alone with you, telling you about his loved ones, about his childhood adventures and about himself.

↘ I don’t see any other variant, unless you are from the Gyudondond Tribe. Then he could definitely be your life partner.

— UVOGIN

↘ PARTNERSHIP; very gallant towards you, and at the same time not afraid of challenging you to a short duel, even if you are in a relationship. He loves training with you and if you are as strong as he is, expect a lot of ‘dates’ like this. He definitely likes going on missions with you, and if the opportunity arises, know that Nobunaga will definitely join the two of you. I also think that you are the only one of the Spiders who can calm his barbaric tendencies.

↘ The second option is definitely a friendship. Preferably one between him, Nobunaga and you! Then I see your trio as ‘two idiots and a voice of reason’.

— KORTOPI

↘ FRIENDSHIP; sincerely? Only a friendly relation suits Kortopi. He’s a quiet and unproblematic man who doesn’t like to get into discussions, but with you, after a few weeks, he will definitely feel much more comfortable and stable. Comfortable enough to talk in private about things that aren’t related to work. Plus, if you tell a good joke or show him your cute side, I think you could put even a faint smile on his face! The fair-haired male is also very loyal/protective, so don’t be surprised when he will offer you help in completing a task or a nap on his own shoulder.

↘ As I wrote above, I cannot see any other variants with Kortopi.

[kiame-sama]

Hi I really liked your last post about the Yandere Phantom troupe and I just wanted to ask can you do a headcannon about how everyone in the Phantom troupe (even Hisoka) really feel about the little spider darling.

Fun fact for those who didn't know, I dont usually add Hisoka with the Phantom Troupe because the first and only time he ever interacts with the entire group is during the York New arc.

But, I'll be happy to add him in~

Warnings: Yandere for all of them! Hisoka has a bit of NSFW in his.

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Chrollo:

- This man is obsessed with his cute little darling. He practically sees the world he wish he had as a kid embodied in his darling.

- Of course, he addresses his darling as 'Little Spider' because he is the leader of the Troupe. He is the head of the spider. His darling is the itsy bitsy spider that is protected by the larger 12 legged spider.

- Doesn't matter if his darling is the weakest creature on the planet or strong like the others, he refuses to let his darling fight or be without protection for any amount of time.

- He damn near worships you and he will not tolerate anyone else being able to have you like he does. This is why he practically forces you to marry him, so he can keep you all to himself.

Uvogin:

- Uvogin will always protect those in the group. He is akin to a wild beast and the Troupe is his pack. He will protect his pack-mates until his dying breath.

- Once a pack-mate, always a pack-mate.

- Chrollo is his leader. He will defend his leader with every shred of energy, and Chrollo's darling is the female leader. It is simple.

- Like wolves, Meerkats, or any other animal group, the main mated pair are the leaders of the group.

Pakunoda:

- Her nen ability allows her to see into a person's mind, and the love that she finds in Chrollo's mind when he thinks of you is damn near infectious. She can see just how desperately Chrollo loves you and it is truly moving.

- She knows the life they've had to live. She knows that there has always been something in Chrollo that was missing. Now, that missing piece is you, and Chrollo is complete. You complete him and she loves you for it.

Machi:

- She is the healer of the group and she takes no nonsense from anyone. She is rough and cold, but she is also very soft underneath.

- She is fiercely loyal to Chrollo to the point she will challenge other Troupe members should they question him. You are his most treasured among all the others, so she will adore you as viciously as she adores Chrollo.

Feitan:

- Also fiercely loyal, Feitan has a photographic memory and can remember things to the exact time and date they happen as well as exact orders given to him.

- He knows how long it has been since Chrollo showed genuine affection or happiness. The moment Chrollo returned after first meeting you was the happiest Feitan could ever remember him being.

- Feitan will protect the source of Chrollo's happiness with his life and not one creature is gonna lay a hand on you unless Chrollo says so.

Nobunaga:

- One of the friendlier members of the group, he was among the first to befriend you when Chrollo brought you to meet them.

- He is protective and compassionate to his close friends, and since you were close with all of his close friends, he will defend you s he would them.

- He also knows how much the others care for you and how much Chrollo loves you. He will protect them through protecting you so they never have to lose you and grieve for you.

Shizuku:

- She is aloof and forgetful, rarely showing emotions or much of anything. But she remembers everything about you.

- Your name, your birthday, your favorite foods, your preferred sleeping side, everything.

- She can hardly remember if she is right handed or left handed, yet everything about you is permanently etched into her memory. Because of this, she often comes to the conclusion that you are her best friend because she would only remember everything about someone she truly cared for. She will murder if you ask her to.

Phinks:

- Phinks is the kind of gruff big brother of the group. Gentlemanly to a fault, he is shown having quite the sweet nature towards the females of the group and will often be the first to offer them help.

- He adores you, as he adores the others of the Troupe, acting very much like an older brother to you. Most likely out of all of them to tease you or mess with you as an older brother would, but is fiercely protective of you as if you two were family.

- Phinks is the only one out of all of them to tell Chrollo not to break your heart. No one tells Chrollo to do anything. Phinks will be that protective older brother character in the group and becomes furious if anyone makes you cry. Anyone. Odds are, he would split from the Troupe to protect you if you asked him to.

Kortopi:

- He doesn't speak much, nor does he act independently from the group unless it is to protect Chrollo. Naturally, protecting you is one of the bigest ways he can protect Chrollo as he is the weakest member of the group.

- You are rather kind to him and typically ask instead of order him to do something. You are also alright with his quiet behavior and he is beyond thankful for it.

- You don't judge him, or boss him around, or anything like that and you are exceptionally close to Chrollo, so there is almost nothing Kortopi wouldn't do for you.

Bonolenov:

- Another member who doesn't speak much, Bonolenov is very curtious and kind with you. He views you with rather high regard and sees you as one of the few he can be around without his bandages on. He doesn't feel judged around you.

- He cares for you greatly and will immediately jump to your defense if anyone attempts to hurt or provoke you. Where he doesn't revel in death or killing, it is a grave crime in his eyes to hurt or upset you and he will immediately deal out death to those who commit such a crime.

Franklin:

- He is not soft... Unless it is you.

- Loyal to the Troupe and to Chrollo, he is willing to kill other members he sees as a negative impact on the Troupe as a whole. The most traitorous or obscene thing in his eyes is to try to break up the group or to hurt you.

- He isn't a soft or fluffy kind of guy and is as rough as his appearance suggests, happy to kill when he wishes. But... If you are tired, he will be the first to offer to carry you. If you are upset, he will be the first to retrieve items to comfort you. He won't show it and he'll be damned if he says it, but he has one soft spot; you.

Shalnark:

- He seems like a puppy or a cinnamon roll, but he is one of the few group members who kills with a smile. He isn't really close with anyone, the exceptions being Uvogin, Pakunoda, Shizuku, and you.

- He values Pakunoda and Shizuku as they have useful abilities and so the Troupe would benefit from keeping the two alive. Uvogin for similar reasons, but he cares a bit more for Uvo than the other two.

- You? In his eyes, you are the most valuable member of the entire Troupe.

- He sees how everyone reacts to you and cares for you. He knows how many would die for you at a moment's notice. He doesn't see you as he sees others, toys or pupets. He sees you as a fellow player, the one who pulls the strings, even if you don't know it.

- You have all of the Troupe members at your beck and call without even trying. You are the puppet master and he is happy to be a puppet, so long as you continue to pull the strings.

Hisoka: (NSFW warning)

- Late to the party, but no less yandere.

- His affection towards you mirrors that of Chrollo's, and you are the prize to be won for defeating Chrollo.

- He wants to be the one you nap on. Cuddled up in his arms and so adorably innocent under his protection. How cute you are with your lovely eyes and beautiful face. How sweet your moans will be when you call out his name instead of Chrollo's.

- He will stalk you relentlessly and convince Kurapika you were forced to be a spider (which honestly isn't a lie).

- If there is ever a moment you and Chrollo are having sex after he meets you, he will be nearby, hiding his nen and listening to you whine and moan as he pleasures himself to the sounds you make and the thought of you making them for him.

- What a magnificent prize you will be~ ♠

[mynameseri]

Request number (un)lucky 56: 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN WITH OUR GREMLIN DADDY FEITAN

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You were excited to meet up with your most recent Tinder match: Feitan Portor. He was just looking for a hookup; this was something you were more than willing to partake in. He had sent you a location to meet him... Some dingy hotel. Whatever, this wouldn’t take long.

You waited around outside Room 69, having knocked about 5 minutes ago. A scrawny man that resembled a mummy answered the door.

“Are you Feitan?” you asked, speechless at the person standing before you. He looked nothing like the pictures on the profile you matched with. 

“Yes, that’s me.” Bonolenov answered.