#but he’s also a little perv who likes watching me sleep

[moghedien]

One of the joys of keeping all my nocturnal lizards in my bedroom is that every single night, without fail, about 10 minutes after I’m in bed and have all the lights off, I hear a big loud splunk and I turn on a light and see Pâté has leapt onto the door of his tank so that he can have a better view to watch me sleep

[dante-mightdie]

perv ghost but he’s also a little freak stalker and the darling likes it doesn’t she

yes yes yes this is me i’m a little freak and I like big freaks like him <33

c/w: stalker!ghost, reader likes it though, somnophilia but not really bc the reader is awake, dub-con

this man will hurt people for you. and he doesn’t need to know how wet your panties get when you see him follow the bloke who bought you a drink into the bathroom only to come out 5 minutes later with bloody knuckles

he doesn’t need to know how you purposely put yourself in dangerous situations because you know your simon is there to protect you. taking walks late at night on the shitty streets of manchester, wearing nothing but a pretty little sundress

you’re completely aware that he’s standing in the dark alleyways, wearing the balaclava he swore was only for when it was cold and there are flus going around. watching and ready to pounce on any stupid no-good bastard that may try to hurt you

he thinks you leave your window open because the breeze helps you fall asleep. never crosses his mind that you do it to make it easier for him to climb through and get into bed with you. none the wiser to the fact that you’re actually awake, shamefully enjoying the way his hands come up to toy with your nipples and clit whilst you ‘sleep’

what a coincidence that you’re always wearing pretty little underwear sets in his favourite colour. doesn’t find it weird that you sleep in crotch less panties at all :)

you must have an oral fixation that runs deep into your subconscious because he must feel the way your lips hollow out around his cock when he straddles your face and slips his cock down your warm throat, not the slightest bit aware to the fact that you’re faking your slumber, one hand sneakily rubbing your clit as he looks down at your lips sucking his cock dry

[sadomas0chist]

brat in pink II

────── toji fushiguro

⤷ mom’s bf!toji who catches you masturbating on facetime and decides to show you (both) who’s your real daddy.

tw: age gap (20s ; 40s) , toji is dating your mom (step cest??), slight masturbation, corruption kink, daddy kink, starts as hcs, oral sex (m. receiving), voyeurism (gojo on ft), ass fingering (lol), spanking, toji being mean and a perv, slight biting, breeding kink, squirting, reader goes dumb (hihi) MDNI (also wrote this at work so not proof read)

part I - part II

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who enjoys his time with you and your mother. he’s getting the best of both worlds, corrupting you to the fullest so you’d only beg him to fuck you. and you did.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who suddenly stops making advances to you, growing a liking to your mother. part of him still wanted to fuck your little cunt but your mother was taking all of his time and he wasn’t complaining. as evil and mean as he could get, he would make you hear your mother cry out his name as he fucked her in the next door bedroom.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf’toji who grows tired of your mom in a few weeks, his fondness of her being nothing more but an attraction to her lingerie, deciding to send you nasty pictures of his dick coated with precum. you’d clench your legs when you’d receive them, your clit throbbing at the thought of having him inside you.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who realizes that despite your desperate attraction to his you still went for gojo out of pettiness. you also made sure he’d hear how good he was making you feel when your mom wasn’t home. he’d scold you but you’d simply say: “you’re not my daddy. i can fuck whoever i want.”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who starts to grow annoyed at your mother’s clinginess and hints of marriage when all he wanted to do was breed your princess cunt.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who would grab your ass and even go as far as spanking it whenever he’d walk past you. you cute pink shorts were visibly showing the outline of your cunt and your cheeks.

he would slam his hips against your ass whenever you bent over to grab something, just to make you feel his hard cock pressing against his shorts. the scar on his lip would turn almost automatically when the dark spot between your short would begin to form.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who once woke up with his dick in your mouth while your mother was sleeping by his side, just to prove to him you were ready to risk it all just for a taste. she’s so corrupt, he’d think while pushing your head further down to take his dick down your throat.

“come to my room daddy,” you whispered giving his swollen mushroom tip kitten licks. your fingers wrapped around his shaft slowly squeezing him and dragging your hand up and down to tease him. toji’s face turned red as he thrusted his hips one last time, his dick hitting the back of your throat before dragging you to your room, muffling your moans and yelps with your pillows.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mom’s bf!toji who accidentally walks in on you showering, catching you laid out in your bathtub, your legs hanging by its edges while you hold your phone up, clearly on face time with someone, your other hand playing with your pussy, ….

“you nasty bitch,” toji spat, picking you up easily, the water splashing everywhere. “trying to make me jealous?” he prompted you on your sink, gojo’s voice confused on the other end of the screen.

“t-toji what are you-“ you gasp once he pulls his pants down, his cock erect and pushing past your ring of muscles.

“yo what the fuck?!” gojo yells, clearly surprised that you were being fucked by the older man. toji pulled your thighs to his hips, pressing them firmly around him as he bullied his cock into you, whines and whimpers filling the bathroom.

“watch her, watch how drunk she gets on daddy’s cock,” he smirked holding the phone up against your shampoo bottle so gojo could witness everything.

you try to hide yourself by putting your face into the crook of his neck, but he wouldn’t let you, he pulled you by your jaw, his hands firmly, grabbing your chin and making you look at the camera as he fucked into you. you were blissful your eyes rolling back and your tongue lulling out of your mouth as his cock rubbed against your walls.

“daddy, ngh, stop,” you attempted to reach your hand to hold the phone and end the call, but deed down you didn’t want him to stop. you were quite quite that he was fucking you in front of gojo would couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, his hand making its way to his dick as he lied back and stroked his girth.

toji laughed and snickered as he looked at the boy at the end of the phone amused by how he was getting off to the sight of you going dumb and limp, your fingers digging into his toned back as you held onto him as much as you could. “like what you seeing huh?” toji groaned as he hit your cervix, your head thrown back against the mirror, “guess you don’t even know how to fuck her like this for you to be so turned on,” this was filthy, you were being humiliated in front of them, gojo’s perverted hand going faster on his cock.

toji pulled out, your hands instantly trying to grab his cock to put him back in but your request was denied. “so nasty, open baby,” he squeezed your cheeks together, your tongue out as he spat, watching you swallow his saliva like a good girl.

“that’s my princess. were you trying to get back at me for fucking your mom huh?” he chuckled, holding you up before bending you down, slapping his tip on your puffy lips. you wiggled your hips, trying to get rid of the emptiness you were feeling but instead toji sent a hard smack on your ass making you yelp. “that’s for fucking that boy. does he know you cum just from sucking my dick baby? look at him and tell him, tell him who makes you cum and squirt like a whore,” he held your head up by twisting his hand in your hair, holding the phone up so gojo could see your reflection in the mirror.

you were trembling, your hand fondling your breast. “you do daddy, want you so bad please, want your cum in my tummy,” you cried, your words making both of them groan. it didn’t take toji too long to push his dick back into you holding your hips as he fucked you relentlessly. he looked over at the phone a few times just to catch gojo coming undone, his cum spilling on his phone as he groaned and whimpering like a bitch. “and i thought i was the pervert,” toji muttered then hung up the phone, not letting him watch you any longer his moves slowing as he blocked his number.

“listen to daddy baby,” he bit your shoulder making you focus back on him. he stared at you through the mirror. “if i ever catch you talking to that boy again, i’m gonna have to fuck you in front of your whole college friends and colleagues. hear me?”

“yes daddy, p-please, ahh, daddy, wanna cum,” he pushed you down, your head almost touching the sink as he sped up his thrusts his heavy balls hitting your ass as he pushed himself deeper into you. his hand wrapped around you to play with your engorged clit, your legs shaking as you were about to fall from the stimulation.

toji kissed and sucked your neck, leaving dark purple marks down your back, knowing that everyone will see them because of your slutty revealing clothes.

“such a brat,” he chuckled, his thumb going over your other hole, your head shooting up in alarm. “no, n-no,” you shook your head, knowing that if he slightly teased your hole you’d make a mess.

“c’mon baby, you can handle a finger,” he grunted his dick buried inside you as he pushed his thumb in, your eyes rolling back as you came all over the floor, the cabinet and his legs wet from your orgasm. “already baby? if i knew you liked this i would’ve done that a long time ago,” he pushed his thumb in and out, his thrusts becoming sloppier.

“wanna breed you so bad, gonna fuck your pretty ass with my cock next time, fhuck,” toji exhaled by your ear. you were like putty, letting him do whatever he wanted with you, the feeling of his cum warming your insides. “shit baby, holy fuck,” he cussed as he emptied his heavy load inside you, his cum sliding down your leg. “nuh uh, no waste.” he gathered them with his fingers before pushing them in your mouth, making you suck them clean. your mind was so cloudy and overstimulated, you were sure you were going to black out.

“you’re lucky your mother wasn’t here to hear you,” he pulled out of you, then pushed his finger inside your abused cunt to feel his cum in your gummy walls. “next time i’ll make sure she does though.”

[psychwxrdd]

perv! donnie is your step bro

warnings: 18+, stepcest, innocence kink, dub con, gaslight, blackmail, bimbo reader, dark! donnie

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perv! donnie just loved how sweet and dumb you are. always taking advantage of this in the smallest things, like telling you he can clean your room for you, and what a good step brother he is! of course you would never guess he just wanted to steal your panties. you wouldn't even suspect why some of your favorite panties were missing.

perv! donnie always agreed to watch movies with you, as long as you sat on his lap. you were always wearing those skirts he was absolutely crazy about... he always made sure to make you sit exactly upon his bulge. then if you asked him what was that, he would say it's just some stuff he has on his pocket. the way you couldn't stay still, grinding against him, the way he could feel your ass pressing his dick, he would always cum on his pants.

perv! donnie teaching you little games when you two were both alone; covering your eyes and making you guess what was the food on your mouth was his favorite one. you wouldn't even realize he had his cock shoved inside your mouth cause he already had mixed so many flavors... you thought it maybe was just ice cream, and you loved ice cream, so you sucked it so happy :(

perv! donnie would blackmail you when he read your diary and see that you were hiding your bad grades from your mom. you begged him not to tell, so he wouldn't tell. as long as you let him do some things he wanted with you, he swore it was nothing bad... just let him kiss you sloppy while he fingers you, show him your boobs, let him eat your pussy, jerk him off or let him put just the tip inside you. you thought step siblings shouldn't do it, but he would gaslight you into thinking it was far more okay since he wasn't a stranger but also not trully related to you (by blood).

perv! donnie slapping your ass "as a joke", like when you were late for something

perv! donnie would sneak into your room while you were sleeping just so he could watch you, fantasize about you, just smell your scent.

perv! donnie who would take your v card. "yeah sweet thing i promise it won't hurt. if you let me pop your cherry i promise i'll convince your mom and my dad to have the bunny you want so bad, how does that sound?"

your eyes shined when he said that, you were begging for months to your parents for a bunny and the answer was always no. donnie felt bad for you, poor cute thing just wanted a pet. so you would surely not deny your pussy if he promised you this. you surely would be only his after this.

"no one else get to fuck this tight pussy, baby" he would say as he was struggling to even keep his eyes open, your walls were suffocating the shit out of his cock. so fucking warm and wet, he was out of his mind. "no one can kiss those lips or do the things we do besides me, alright?"

"i find out anything about you slutting yourself to some stupid guy and i'll get you pregnant, fucking promise you that"

[darlingnomii]

StepBro Mankae Line

warnings; perv skz, stepcest, degrading, reader is still over 19, more consensual noncon??, a liiittllee somno and dry humping, absolute debauchery 🤧🥴, possible typos, dont hold it to me, yeah?

PART TWO OF SKZ STEPDADDY'S (hyung line)

hwang hyunjin as your sweet artistic stepbro. hes always asking to draw you, or just draws you randomly any way. you found no problem when he asked to paint you nude, why not? in the name of art, yes? he asked again, no problem! third time.. is he even painting right now? the way his arm is moving doesn't look like brush strokes.. he's stroking something alright. definatly painted the canvas with something. wasn't paint tho- hmm, could you blame him? i mean, you look like a goddess posing on that stool with the light hitting your breasts just right. he want to paint your breast instead of the canvas with his selfmade white paint. absolutely addicted

han jisung as your typical pervy stepbro. steals your panties out of the hamper to sniff and jerk off with. watches your ass while you load the dishwasher, load the washer/dryer, or just plain bending over. watched so much step porn, he hopes you get stuck so he can fuck you out of it. poor boy is going so feral over the way you smell, the way your ass jiggles in your pajama shorts, and the way your breast bounce freely in your shirt. doesn't even wait for you to get stuck at this point, you just bent over to scoop the clothes out of the dryer and next thing you know, something hard is pressing against you. he masks it as trying to get past you to grab his clothes but you know dammn well he didn't have to brush that big ass boner directly against your pussy 🙄

lee felix as your shy pervy stepbro. quitely watches all the step porn he can and admires your body from a distance. takes pictures of you when you're in compromising or just plain sexy positions so he can jerk off later. also sleals your panties but he makes sure to put them back when he's done ❤ definatly listens to you when you get yourself off so he can jerk off with you, imaging its your pussy wrapped around his cock instead of his hand. another precious boy that has that post orgasm guilt but he just cant bring himself to stop thinking about how sexy and perfect his step sis is 🥺

kim seungmin who just doesn't gaf stepbro. confronts you about your skimpy clothes around the house. 'you trying to give me a boner? hm? look at these skimpy shorts,' tugs at them teasingly before yanking them off 'is this slutty little pussy wet for me too? for your step bro?' teases you more as he plays with your cunt, but he likes it just as much as you :) wants to bury his face between your thighs and have you overstimulated on his tongue 🤤

yang jeongin as another shy stepbro. at least at first. feels realllyy bad for making you pick up things just so he can see the curve of your ass or the cleavage of your tits, not enough to make him stop tho. puts things up high so when you call him to come get it or he sees you struggling, he comes up behind to grind against you, innocently. smacks your ass as a joke... maybe... okay not as a joke but it seems that way. mesmerized by the way it jiggles with impact, UGH he can watch it all day. likes sleeping with you so he can spoon you and grind against your ass while you sleep. he could hump that cushie ass all night but after one orgasm, he has to get up and clean himself before coming back and acually going to sleep. no promises that you wont wake up with a hard hotdog between your buns 🤭

[princessbrunette]

since you wanted dealer JJ!!

what about dealer JJ who always lowers the price of the weed or pre rolled joints, sometimes not even letting you pay and you're all confused and wide eyed because "I can't just get this for free jayj,that would be mean of me". But he lets her pay in another way....

yk,a way that gets her on with her legs over his shoulder. Even better if they're in the car!! 😼😼

-🥞

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“if you don’t mind me asking, do you sleep with all of your clients that don’t have the cash?” you blink, sat on the pull out bed inside jj’s odd little shack that he dealt from. the bed was more comfortable than it looked, his room moderately messy as you observe it— sticking out like a sore thumb in your little mini skirt and shoulder bag tucked beneath your arm.

“all my other customers are dudes so no— thank you.” he rifles around in his drawers, searching for the particular pink grinder he’d purchased to impress you, releasing a quiet ‘aha’ when he finds it, bringing it to his little work station. “look, i don’t mind if you shoot me down n’call me a perv or whatever. it kinda just slipped out, not gonna lie — cos you’re like the finest girl that’s ever wanted to buy from me and i figured we could cut ourselves a little deal you know? make eachother feel good.” he rambles as he quickly packs the blunt, expert fingers stuffing the herb into the rolling paper and folding everything over with ease, clearly doing this multiple times a day. the way he moved with such ease stirred something within you and you run your tongue lightly along your bottom lip as you watch.

you figured he’d be kind of slutty, just from his general demeanour and from the fact he’s a cute guy selling weed— surely a hit for drunk girls at house parties. also the fact that he’d opened the door to you wearing brown dickie overalls with no shirt on beneath them and a backwards cap— the whole outfit just screaming that he knew what he was doing from the start.

“i don’t know, i feel dirty.” you smile. not uncomfortable or awkward, just pensive. he licks the rolling paper, sealing everything by rolling it between his fingers before turning around to face you, presenting the joint.

“then you can totally forget i said anything, fine by me. just uh— take this one, on the house. yeah?”

“i’ll get you the money.” you refuse with a bashful smile, rolling your eyes as you stand, taking the joint from his coarse fingers and letting him walk you towards his rickety front door.

“aaaand i’ll tell you that you can keep it.” he retorts, making you turn around and face him on his porch with a hand on your hip.

“you’re a dealer. this is your job.”

he shrugs, pressing his lips together in a determined smile and you soften, swaying on the spot for a moment as you stare at him. god, he was really cute.

“did you really mean what you said about letting me have anything for free if i let you ‘take a peek’”you quote his boyish words. it didn’t creep you out, the two of you having gained a real trust and friendship over the course of your visits, and plus he’d been around when you were growing up. he gets visibly embarrassed, sliding his cap off his head with a tight, dimpled smile and looking away from your big doe eyes that seemed to be glued to him.

“honestly, it was just a dumb ass joke i let slip and i thought you’d just tell me to shut up or something but instead you started considering it so i figured i’d just… see where it goes cos… you’re— well, it’s not like i’d turn you down i mean damn… a-anyway the point is— just ignore me. i’m a guy and i say stupid shit all the time. i’m sorry.” he’s off like a motor, barely stopping to draw in breath or lick his rubied lips, for someone who was apparently a stoner he really did speak fast.

you blink, taking in all of his words for a moment — letting your brain catch up. the sun was going down beside you, casting a beautiful warmth to your face that made this conversation all the more harder for him. he cringes during the silence, squinting into the sunset because he’d rather look at that than face your judgement.

“what if i wanna?” its barely a whisper, but it sucks his gaze right back in.

“you— like you wanna—”

“i’ll still get you the money… but… it’s not like i haven’t thought about it before.”

he’s dumbfounded, but once he’s gotten over the initial shock, it’s not long before the suns gone down and you’re back in his bedroom, pull out bed creaking and mattress springs popping whilst he rocks into you— already surprisingly and skilfully having made you cum around his fingers first.

“theeere you go. there you go now, you— you feelin’ good? wanna make you feel so fucking good.” he pants, rolling his hips as you mewl, a fistful of his blonde knotted locks.

“mm— mhm, never wanna see anyone else jj, feels so good.”

“you better not, oh this pussies mine now.”

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[ohbo-ohno]

Bo, in sorry but you will need to extensively elaborate on the flirting thing who the person flirting is actually disgusting. Bc I totally and very much don't get it. I swear. Understand nothing please explain😇

i am nothing if not a teacher

have you ever seen that one interview with a trump supporter where the guy goes "one man's sexual assault is another man's flirtation"? disgusting, obviously, but also unironically perv!soap

in my mind, he's got GREAT dick. so you two are fucking (you think you're friends-with-benefits, he's wondering why he hasn't met your parents yet) which is why you two keep seeing each other. he keeps inviting you out on dates that you think are just a precursor to getting laid, and he thinks he's such a good boyfriend

johnny (at least, this johnny) is the type of guy to smack your ass in public and think it's cute when you snap at him. he'll pinch your butt just to watch you jump and squeal, thinks you're mad at him because other people are around not because he did it in the first place

you're with each other for whatever reason and you complain that you're out of gum, and he's like "oh no worries" and pulls the piece he's actively chewing out of his mouth. when you're like "get the FUCK away from me", he just holds your mouth open and drops it inside for you 😊 looks at you like you're insane when you snap at him, pouts a little when you don't say thank you. he could've given it to your through a kiss, you know. he was trying to be chaste.

he thinks "hot as fuck" is an appropriate compliment for any occasion. you've just woken up, haven't even brushed your teeth yet? you're hot as fuck. you're gardening, covered in dirt and filth? hot as fuck. one time - you're dress to go to a funeral for a distant relative? hot as fuck (he understood why you smacked him that time)

he got you a dildo for your birthday :/ very proudly (and loudly) announced that it was as close to the size of him as he could find in the store :/ asks you to send him videos, send you a ? :( later when you haven't. he's a little pouty the next time you see him

you try insulting him by saying that you talked about him with your therapist and he just beams, goes "anythin' good?". when you get pissy he just tries to fuck the attitude out of you again <3 and sure enough, you're nice and soft after! he loves your foreplay <3

(perv soap has an extensive collection of pictures of you that you don't know exist. clothed, naked, sleeping, during sex, a whole bunch of them. he's taken a picture of nearly every time he's come on your body. jacks off to them every night you're not with him. sends them to you sometimes because he loves the sex when you two are fighting <3)

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART TWELVE)

notes: i’m finally caught up on this series! just in time for the last regular season game!

previous: eleven

next: thirteen

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 if you’re allergic to sappiness, you may wanna keep scrolling tonight!

first of all, i’m so proud of ALL my boys tonight! all 5 of our goal scorers, the assisters, and the ones who just played their asses off tonight!

now is where it gets sappy!

my jacky: you broke a 22 year old franchise points record tonight. YOU did that. i always knew you would do it, and i’m so grateful that i was there to see it happen. you’re my (real) best friend, my love, my heart, the father to my cat, and the best hockey player i’ve ever seen (sorry boys). the talent that you possess is constantly leaving me awestruck, and i can’t wait to see what you achieve in the future. i can’t imagine the past 3 years without you, and i hope i never have to live a future without you either. i am so unbelievably proud of you. congratulations, my sweet boy. lil satan and i love you to pluto! <3

my lukey: my little (not so little) brother for the past 3 years. for some context, i met luke when he came to a devils game literally the same month i started working for the team. jack introduced me to him and lukey and i hit it off. i ended up sitting with him at the game, we exchanged numbers, and i adopted him as my own little brother very quickly. when luke was chosen in the 2021 draft, i cried tears of joy; but those tears were nothing compared to the ones i shed tonight. my baby brother made his nhl debut tonight and i couldn’t be happier for him. i look forward to seeing you absolutely kick ass and show everyone in this league how incredibly talented you are. congratulations on your debut, smush! i love you! <3

p.s. rasmus dahlin, i am in your walls. stay away from my boyfriend.

tagged jackhughes and lhughes_06

user did she just call luke “smush”?! that’s so cute, i need the reason asap

y/ndevils00 no real story behind it! we just smush/squish each others cheeks a lot! also, we watched finding nemo for our first facetime movie night and he took up calling me “squishy” like dory called the jellyfish.

john.marino97 they really do do it often. i’ve counted 12 times in the past 2 days

jackhughes i love you to pluto, sweet girl. thank you for being by my side to celebrate this achievement. i’m so thankful that i get to spend life with you ❤️

y/ndevils00 you’re so obsessed with me

jackhughes PARTS of you, for sure

y/ndevils00 you perv! there are innocent eyes present! @/lhughes_06

jackhughes i meant your heart!

lhughes_06 we have thin walls, i know you’re lying.

lhughes_06 @/y/ndevils00 also, why would you tag me?!

lhughes_06 thank you squishy! this was really sweet but can you stop crying now?

y/ndevils00 you didn’t say you love me, so no

lhughes_06 i love you!

y/ndevils00 well now it just seems forced. i hope you can sleep through my wails and tears

john.marino97 congrats hughesy! so happy for you! and congrats little hughesy! you did great!

jackhughes thanks bro!

lhughes_06 thanks man!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 yeah, you guys are so siblings

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 did you think they weren’t?

y/ndevils00 idk i was just kinda hoping that maybe ellen actually switched jack at birth and he’s not actually their son but i’m their daughter

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 that’s the oddest way to say you love my family. you’re such a little nutcase, i love you

lhughes_06 @/y/ndevils00 you weren’t even born in florida like jack…

y/ndevils00 @/lhughes_06 you’re a brat

dawson1417 LFG BRO! SO PROUD OF YOU HUGHESY!

jackhughes THANK YOU BRO! APPRECIATE IT!

dawson1417 congrats luke!! smashed it tonight, dude!

lhughes_06 thanks dude! looking forward to playing more games with you!

trevorzegras HOLY SHIT CONGRATS BRO’S! KILLING IT! can’t wait to play against you @/lhughes_06

y/ndevils00 no.

jackhughes thanks bro! hope your game goes well!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes no.

lhughes_06 thanks z! excited to kick your ass next season 🔥

y/ndevils00 @/lhughes_06 yes.

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras is officially banned from my comments until he apologizes to me. any more comments about or from him will be deleted.

trevorzegras what did i do now?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras it’s more what you WON’T do.

trevorzegras is this seriously because i won’t dress up as ken to see the barbie movie with you?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras blocking you. deleting your number. lasering off our matching tattoo.

user63 they have matching tattoos?!

y/ndevils00 @/user63 not anymore.

lhughes_06 @/user63 yeah it’s the moon and saturn

user84 am i the only one who thought she and trevor just genuinely didn’t get along?

y/ndevils00 @/user84 i feel like a lot of people think that, so i’m only gonna say this once so he can’t use it against me: trevor is actually one of my closest friends! i love him very much and i THOUGHT he loved me. if you scroll back to the summer on my account you’ll actually find loads of posts with him! we just have a funny way of showing our love but i’m actually very grateful to have a friend like him 🖤

trevorzegras 📸

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras i take it all back. i hate you, troll doll.

trevorzegras did you just insult my hair?! TAKE IT BACK!

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras she literally called you a “brainless bimbo” and “the human equivalent of cat zoomies” the other day on the group call and your HAIR is where you cross the line?

_quinnhughes so proud of the both of you 💙 congrats guys

lhughes_06 thank you quinner ❤️ love ya bro

jackhughes thanks quinny! love ya ❤️

y/ndevils00 my baby boys <3

jamie.drysdale i wanna know what was running through your mind when jack looked straight at you when you took the arrival picture

jackhughes she yelled “shit! fuck! abort mission!” and dove behind the equipment boxes

lhughes_06 she scared the actual photographer and almost made them break their camera

user37 why does luke look like he has no emotions in the third slide?

y/ndevils00 it’s the hughes dead eye stare! they can all do it VERY well because they’re all emotionally dead inside <3

nicohischier proud of you guys! excited to play with you more @/lhughes_06 and can’t wait to see if you’ll break your own record next season @/jackhughes

jackhughes thanks cap!

lhughes_06 thank you cap!

y/ndevils00 he will!

[bwabys-scenarios]

Fixer Upper

Part 10

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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A/N: the next chapter will be a flashback to the Hunter Exam!!

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As the sun began to rise over their small cabin, (Name) was already awake packing lunches and preparing breakfast.

“You’re up early.”

Kurapika sat down at the kitchen table, sending her a smile. “Oh, yeah, I needed to make sure everything was ready for today. We’ll be at the beach for quite a while, so I had to pack plenty of snacks.”

She looked cute in her matching set of pink pajamas. There wasn’t a time Kurapika could think of when he didn’t think she looked cute.

“Hmm, Kurapika, I’m brewing some coffee. Would you like a cup?”

He glanced up to see her walking forward, sitting down next to him. She seemed rather happy this morning, smiling as she leaned against his shoulder.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun today. I’m excited to spend lots of time with you!”

He pushed her away gently, looking away. She seemed just a little disappointed by this, but continued smiling. “I’ll go make you a cup of coffee.”

She hurried away to the kitchen. Kurapika caught her wiping at her eyes, his stomach twisting knowing he’d probably made her cry again.

He stood up suddenly and walked forward, unable to stop himself. She glanced up just in time to see Kurapika lift a hand and place it on her head in a gentle pat.

“… thank you.”

She blinked, looking up at him confused. He continued patting awkwardly, not able to look her in the eye.

“You’re… you’re welcome?”

(Name) also reached up and patted his head, not knowing what else she should do. They just stared at each other in confusion for a minute, neither willing to back down in fear it would make things even more awkward.

“Of course this is the first thing I see when I wake up at the buttcrack of dawn.”

Leorio stood in the doorway, scowling. He yawned loudly before pouring a cup of coffee for himself.

“Good morning Leorio! How did you sleep?”

“As good as someone can when your roommate is jer-“

Kurapika rushed forward and dragged Leorio away, leaving his cup on the table.

‘Was he about to say jerking off?’ (Name) thought, tilting her head. ‘It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Poor Pik- I mean Kurapika.’

“Hey, what’s the big d-“

Kurapika slammed Leorio against the wall, his eyes shining red in embarrassment. “What the hell were you thinking telling her that? She’s a girl, you know?”

Leorio raised an eyebrow. “Telling her what, that you were jerking off last night? Do you think she cares what you do in the privacy of your- well actually OUR bedroom? Speaking of which, do that in the bathroom next time.”

Kurapika turned red. “I thought you were asleep, and I didn’t want to get up and disturb you.”

Leorio snickered. “You sure did disturb me. Who’s name were you muttering? You got me curious, I thought you said you didn’t have a special someone?”

‘Oh god, he heard me saying (Name)’s name?!’

Kurapika groaned loudly. “It’s none of your business, that’s such a strange question to ask someone.”

He shrugged. “Hey, you’re the one that jerked off with your friend in the room.”

“You’re acting like you didn’t when you, me, and (Name) shared a room before the 4th Phase of the Hunter Exam.”

Leorio’s jaw dropped. “You… you knew!?”

“You’re not exactly quiet.”

The two frowned at each other.

“Let’s never talk about this again.”

“Agreed.”

By the time the two had finished their awkward conversation, Killua and Gon were sat at the table with a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs in front of them.

“You two done making out or whatever? (Name) made breakfast.”

The two blinked. “I would rather die than make out with Leorio.”

Leorio gasped. “I’m offended. (Name), can you believe how mean he’s being to me??”

He ran to her and pulled her into a hug, sticking his tongue out at Kurapika. (Name) patted his back, rolling her eyes. “Well you did try to embarrass him earlier.”

Kurapika stiffened at this. ‘Did she hear enough to guess what he was going to say?’

He could feel the tips of his ears heat up, turning red.

“Ooo, we’re embarrassing Kurapika? I want in!”

(Name) placed Kurapika’s breakfast in front of him. “Don’t worry, you’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone does it.”

She gave him a wink before walking away.

‘Does that mean, she…’

He shoved a pancake into his mouth so he could focus on not choking, instead of the thought of (Name) shoving her fingers into her pussy.

———————

It was still early when they arrived at the beach. (Name) set up a few towels along with a large umbrella. Kurapika and Leorio carried her cooler, the boys working on blowing up a beach ball.

“Sunscreen everyone. I don’t think I need to remind you of what happened last t-“

Killua started to sneak away while she was talking. “Gon, get him.”

Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other before watching Gon chase Killua down the beach, kicking up sand behind them. She waited patiently, rubbing sunscreen on herself while she waited.

As Kurapika helped her rub sunscreen into her back, Gon returned with Killua in tow.

“Oh good, I was afraid I’d have to come after you myself.”

She grabbed Killua by the shoulders and sat him down on the towel to begin applying his sunscreen.

“Last time, you got so sunburned, you cried for days.”

Killua whipped his head around, his cheeks red. “Mom, don’t tell then th-“

When he realized what he said, it was much too late to take it back.

“Hmm? Don’t tell them what?”

The entire group was silent besides (Name). She didn’t seemed fazed at all, the same smile she had on before he began talking still on her face.

Killua’s face turned beet red, and he grabbed Gon’s hand before rushing into the waves.

(Name) watched as Gon asked Killua something, only for the white haired boy to throw him deeper into the ocean.

“Mom, huh?”

Kurapika snickered from his seat on (Name)’s towel. “Didn’t know you had children, (Name).”

She giggled. “Yeah, I have two actually, Gon and Killua. I don’t mind, really. They’re basically my kids already, it doesn’t matter what they call me.”

Kurapika’s eyes softened as (Name) watched the two play with a smile. ‘A mother… hmm.’

He knew she would be a good mom, from her interactions with the two boys alone.

‘She’s going to be an amazing mother, I’ll make sure of it.’

He continued to watch her for a moment before he realized what he’d just thought. Kurapika felt his entire body heat up, causing him to jump up and rush towards the water himself.

‘What am I thinking? I can’t make her a mother, not when I have my goals to complete…’

But the thought of someone else taking that role left a sour taste in his mouth.

“Kurapikaaa!”

(Name) and Leorio ran towards the waves, the former waving as she did. “We brought you your own boogie board!”

He wasn’t paying much attention to her words, his eyes were glued to her chest. She’d gotten a new bathing suit, and this one showed even more skin, if that was possible.

Kurapika was just glad his lower half was under water.

“Okay, so you get on this like…”

She laid the boogie board down in the water and climbed onto it, giggling as she road a wave. Leorio held onto the board by the rope attached to it so she wouldn’t go to far.

“You lie on your tummy and ride the waves!”

Kurapika held onto his own board, watching her with those observant brown eyes. “Hmm… seems easy enough.”

He followed her example, easily riding the wave. “It’s… pretty fun.”

The three played in the waves for a bit, laughing when Leorio got a face full of seaweed when he didn’t duck down quick enough.

Although, they weren’t laughing when a huge wave hit (Name).

“(Name)!”

Kurapika waded over to where she was swept under, his eyes scanning the water before he spotted Leorio pulling her close.

“Is she alright? She could have swallowed some water…”

He continued forward, stopping suddenly.

“Didn’t her top have a… tie in the back?”

(Name) coughed into Leorio’s chest, Kurapika tilting his head.

“Kurapika, she lost her top. Can you find it?”

The blonde paused. “Her… top?”

You could almost hear the sound of the gears turning in his head.

Kurapika’s face turned beet red. (Name) was topless right now, and her chest was pressed up against Leorio, who held her close with no visible reaction.

“Kurapika!”

The blonde snapped out of his thoughts to see Leorio staring at him, seemingly frustrated. “Find her top. We can’t move until you do.”

He nodded quickly, and using his nen he was able to find it. He held the garment up for a moment.

‘Huh. Why is holding this doing something for me?’

He stored that information away for later, making his way to the two quickly. Before, they’d been alone at the beach, but people were beginning to set up on the sand. He needed to get her top to her before some pervert(other than him and Leorio) saw her.

“Here it is.”

He handed the top to Leorio. Kurapika watched as (Name) pulled back a little, able to see a bit of side boob.

Even that was enough to get him rock hard.

“Kurapika, can you tie me up in the back?”

He stared, wide eyed for a few seconds, Leorio raising an eyebrow. “Can you hurry up? Some people are coming this way. You’re the only one that can tie good knots, right?”

Kurapika gulped, reaching down her sides to pick up the strings. “I’m going to tie it now.”

He pulled them taut, glancing down to tie it tightly. Although Kurapika wouldn’t mind her top coming off around him, this was a public beach. For some reason, the thought of anyone else seeing her naked body made him… uneasy. No, that wasn’t quite right.

‘…’

Jealous.

He finished the knot and stepped back. “It’s done.”

Leorio sighed and let (Name) go, the girl turning around to reveal she’d teared up a bit from the embarrassment.

“Thank you!”

She jumped towards him and gave him a hug. The thin fabric of her bathing suit was the only barrier between his bare chest and hers.

‘Leorio, that lucky bastard.’

But if he had been the one to pull her up, would he have been able to shield her body with his own?

‘I would have passed out.’

Kurapika did still send Leorio a suspicious look. Why wasn’t he becoming absolutely flustered from seeing (Name)’s bare chest? It didn’t make sense to him. Leorio was a pervert, that hit on any woman in his vicinity.

And that pervert didn’t so much as blush with her boobs pressed up against him.

‘If that had happened to me…’

He pictured the scenario in his mind, (Name)’s breasts pressed into his chest.

“Kurapika, you coming?”

(Name) had pulled away from the hug and walked away and joined Leorio on the boogie boards again.

“On my way.”

————————

The group gathered under her umbrella for lunch. Gon and Killua grabbed their premade sandwiches and a bag of chips each before Killua dragged him away again.

“Seems mommas boy is still embarrassed about earlier.”

(Name) smacked Kurapika’s arm playfully. “Oh stop it, don’t tease my baby.”

“Your baby?”

The image of (Name) carrying a baby on her hip, smiling in her kitchen as Kurapika returned home from work.

He shook the thought from his head. He didn’t want to think about how warm and fuzzy the thought of her carrying his child made him feel.

“Kurapika, you should eat your chips before Leorio does.”

The blonde blinked before snatching the small bag of chips from Leorio’s hands. “Just because I haven’t eaten them yet doesn’t mean you can have them.”

“You snooze you lose, bozo.”

Kurapika scowled before throwing a handful of chips into his mouth.

(Name), who thought he was acting like this because he was hangry, used her spoon to scoop a few of her strawberries onto Kurapika’s plate.

“Here, you like strawberries, right? You can have some of mine.”

He didn’t have the heart to tell her he in fact didn’t like strawberries that much. The seeds got stuck in his teeth and he wasn’t a huge fan of the texture.

Kurapika popped one into his mouth, giving her a small smile. “Thank you.”

The three ate their lunch in silence, Leorio occasionally attempting to steal some of Kurapika’s chips. “Try that again and I’ll be biting off a finger.”

“Seems like Killua is rubbing off on you.”

(Name) stood up and stretched, shielding her eyes from the sun.

“Anyone up for some volleyball?”

The two glanced at each other, then to her.

“What’s volleyball?”

(Name) explained volleyball to the two, mimicking the movements as she explained.

“But we’d need more players. It’s only the three of us.”

She nodded. “Yeah, so we’re going to ask around and see if anyone would like to play with us.”

She began to walk away to ask, but Kurapika grabbed her wrist. “Wait, I’ll go with you.”

“Hmm? I can handle myself, you know.”

Kurapika glanced around the area, easily spotting several men eyeing her from other spots on the beach. He shook his head. “I’m not saying you can’t, I just… want to walk with you.”

This seemed to make the girl perk up. “With me? Oh, okay!”

Leorio rolled his eyes as they walked away, hand in hand. ‘Manipulative bastard. He knows she can’t say no to him wanting to spend time with her.’

Leorio didn’t exactly love that Kurapika was using her affection for him to his advantage, but he wasn’t doing it to be cruel.

At least not now.

Kurapika had to admit, he didn’t mind walking hand in hand with (Name). She was so warm, her presence always seemed to exude warmth and comfort. It was hard to NOT relax when he was around her.

It was yet another thing he added to the list of reasons to get away as soon as possible.

But while he was here… he could indulge in her. Just a little.

“Hi!”

(Name) had stopped in front of a mixed group of men and women, who were all sitting under a tent.

A few of the people turned to look at her.

“We’re going to play some volleyball, and wanted to see if anyone here would like to join us!”

A few of the people stood up. Two women, and three men. “Sure, we’ve got nothing better to do!”

The two women warmed up to (Name) almost instantly as they walk back, chatting with her. Kurapika wasn’t sure why, but he felt… competitive at the moment.

“Your bathing suit is so cute, (Name)! Where did you get it from?” one of the women asks, looking (Name) up and down.

(Name) answered with a smile, the women nodding along as she talked. Kurapika had been subtlety pushed to the side so they two women could walk, one on each of her sides.

And he didn’t like that, not one bit.

“(Name).”

She looked back, the women stopping.

“Yes?”

Kurapika took the opportunity to lock arms with (Name), glancing between the two women. (Name) seemed happy that he was touching her all on his own.

“Is she your girlfriend or something?”

Kurapika began to answer, but noticed they were talking to (Name), not him.

‘Do they think… we are two women in a relationship?’

Kurapika blinked rapidly, now realizing the way they were looking at (Name). Their eyes were on her body, taking in her curves.

“Oh, no, he’s not my boyfriend. Just my…”

She glanced at him. “Just a friend.”

Kurapika didn’t know why, but her hesitation to call him a friend hurt his feelings. ‘Just a friend..’

The two women seemed to perk up. “Really, then you’re single?”

“Yeah!”

Kurapika noticed the three men sipping on some alcoholic beverages as they trailed behind them. It was clear they weren’t paying attention to the conversation. He wouldn’t have to worry about them, but obviously the women in front of him were interested in (Name).

The arrived at (Name)’s umbrella shortly after, Leorio jumping up to greet the two women.

“Hello, I’m Leorio, and what are you two lovely ladies names?”

The first woman, a tall blonde with sun kissed skin smiled. “I’m Mellow.”

“And I’m Tasha!” said the shorter brunette. Leorio shook both of their hands.

“You two ladies sing-“

“We’re lesbians.”

Kurapika and Leorio blinked, the two women once again standing by (Name)’s side. “Oh!”

(Name) didn’t seem surprised, smiling at the two. “So how should we split up teams?”

The teams went like this: (Name), Leorio, Mellow, and one of the men. The other team was Tasha, two of the men, and Kurapika.

The blonde scoffed as he joined the other team, watching (Name) talk with Mellow softly, occasionally giggling.

If he’d been holding the volleyball, it would have popped.

————————

After the game, (Name) exchanged numbers with Mellow and Tasha. They offered to take her out for drinks before they left town. “Just call if you’re interested! See you later, cutie.”

(Name) became flustered at that, waving as they left. Leorio glanced to Kurapika, raising an eyebrow at his irritated expression.

“What’s got your panties in a twist, Kurapika?”

The blonde huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m completely calm. Happy even.”

“Uh huh.”

(Name) ran back over, her breasts bouncing. Kurapika’s eyes followed her movements, staring at her chest.

“I think it’s about time to get back home. It’s better to leave a little early, so we don’t get caught up in the crowd.”

The blonde nodded, his irritation fading away. “That’s smart, if we were to leave later it would take much longer to get home.”

(Name) pulled her bikini top up a little, turning towards the water. “Let’s get a little more time in the water, then we’ll go!”

Without another word, the ran towards the waves, jumping in. Leorio followed right behind her. “Don’t get water in your no- oh she already did.”

Kurapika snickered from his place on their beach towel, watching as Leorio patted (Name)’s back. Her pouty face was cute, he had to admit.

“Why are you staring at (Name) like some sort of creep?”

Kurapika glanced up to see Killua and Gon walking towards him, carrying buckets of fish they’d caught. Was that a crab in Gon’s hair? Questions for later.

“(Name)? You must mean your mom, right?”

Killua turned red, dropping the bucket so water would splash onto the blonde. “Hey, you little-“

“Kurapika, watch me!”

He paused, looking out into the water as (Name) dived under, doing a handstand. She resurfaced, seeming proud of herself.

“Did… did you see me?”

Kurapika glanced to Leorio, who nodded. “… yes. It was um… cool?”

Her smile widened and she continued playing with Leorio, splashing and laughing.

‘Cute.’

Kurapika had forgotten about Killua’s actions, continuing to watch the girl with a fond smile on his face.

“Ew. He’s still watching her. Should I call the police? No, the pound.”

Gon pinched his friend’s cheek. “Oh, hush Killua. Don’t embarrass him. He’s already sitting all by himself.”

Kurapika glanced around to see he was, in fact, completely alone besides the two. “… I’m alone on purpose.”

“Sure you are. (Name) didn’t want to cuddle up with you?”

The blonde turned red, throwing a handful of sand in the boy’s face. “Shut up, you brat.”

“Oh no.”

Gon watched on as they threw sand at each other, just glad that Killua hadn’t resorted to biting off any fingers.

“And just what in the HELL do you two think you’re doing?”

Killua and Kurapika paused, the white haired boy just about to shove a handful of sand into the others mouth.

“Um… bonding?”

The two sat on their knees in front of (Name) as she chewed them out. “You god sand everywhere! Now it’s going to take twice as long to pack up!”

Kurapika didn’t want to admit how hot it was having her peer down at him, a scowl on her lips. It didn’t help that when she crossed her arms, it pushed up her breasts to show even more cleavage.

“… sorry (Name)…”

Killua stuck out at Kurapika as he apologized. “Yeah, sorry mo-“

Before he could even get the entire word out, Kurapika was laughing.

“Ugh… I’m sorry, (Name). It won’t happen a-“

“Don’t be sorry.”

Killua paused, his eyes widening ever so slightly when (Name) kneeled down in front of him. “Don’t you ever apologize for something like that. I love you, Killua, and if you wanted to call me mom, I wouldn’t mind at all. After all, if you can give me all these wrinkles, you’ve gotta be my baby, right?”

He takes a minute to process this, his eyes trained on (Name)’s face. She was being completely serious.

“…”

He didn’t respond, only sighing in contentment when she pulled him in for a hug. “It’s your choice, though. I don’t mind either way.”

She pulled away and kissed his forehead. “Though, I am honored that you think of me as a mother figure. I have a real special kid.”

She stood up, Leorio and Gon started packing up (Name)’s stuff so they wouldn’t be scolded too.

“Alright, it’s time to go. Let’s get to the car!!”

They raced off, (Name) being picked up by Leorio.

“You’re too slow, and you forgot your shoes in the car. The sand will burn your little toes.”

He held up one of her legs in the air, bending her into an awkward position.

“Leorio I think the entire beach can see my-“

He quickly pushed her leg back down. “Whoops, so-“

Kurapika snatched her out of his hands. “You probably did that on purpose, you filthy pervert.”

(Name) blinked. He’d thrown her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ‘Well, he’s no Prince Charming but…’

She giggled, feeling his hand grip onto her thigh so she didn’t slip. ‘At least I know he cares.’

“(Name), you gonna cook these crabs for dinner?”

She glanced down a Gon, who had a crab stuck in his hair. “Sweetheart, are you aware that on of them is on your head?”

“Oh yeah, that’s Hanzo the third. He’s going to be my pet.”

‘Another Hanzo? This is getting out of hand.’

“That’s… wonderful.”

———————

“Oh no… Hanzo the third escaped!”

Killua shrugged. “I threw him in the pot.”

Gon collapsed to the floor. “NOO THAT WAS MY SECOND FAVORITE HANZO!”

“Is the real Hanzo the first?”

“Oh, no way. It’s Hanzo the Second.”

Kurapika watched this as he cut up celery and onions. If he was good at anything in the kitchen, it was slicing up vegetables.

“Killua, that was his pet. You apologize to Gon before i confiscate your chocolate robots.”

(Name) pointed a wooden spoon at the boy, a scowl on her face.

“… sorry Gon. Your friend will be delicious.”

‘Good enough, I guess.’

(Name) gave Kurapika a smile. “Thanks for helpful me out, I really appreciate it. Oh, and for carrying me earlier.”

He returned her smile, dumping the vegetables into a bowl. “It’s no trouble, you’re as light as a feather.”

She waved her hand. “Oh, you sweet talker, you!”

Leorio shrieked when a crab pinched his finger, waving it around. “SHIT! HANZO THE THIRD GOT ME!”

“HE’S STILL ALIVE!?”

Gon grabbed the crab and rushed out before Killua could take him again. The white haired boy shrugged. ��Must of been one tough crab. Gotta go see this…”

He followed Gon outside.

Leorio blew on his injured finger, (Name) holding out her hand. “Want me to make it better, Leorio?”

He nodded, placing his hand in hers.

‘Oh, I’ll get to see her nen ability up close!’

Kurapika watched as Leorio’s fingers swelling went down almost immediately, the man sitting. “Yeesh, I forget how much your nen drains me.”

“Drains?” Kurapika asked, tilting his head.

“Well, drain is a bit excessive. When I use my nen, it takes some of the stamina of the person I’m helping to make their wounds heal faster. Technically I’m not healing, just speeding up the individuals healing time.”

Kurapika’s eyes widened. “So you use time based nen? I didn’t know that was possible.”

‘She’s more talented than I thought. An ability like that would be incredibly useful.’

“Can it only be used on humans?”

She blinked. “Well, I’ve used it on inanimate objects before, like doors, but haven’t tried it on anything else.”

He nodded slowly. ‘Interesting, so she can speed up the time of anything she touches? Or her aura touches..?’

“I have to be in at least a 15 foot proximity to my target for it to work. It’s not good for long range, I’m afraid.”

“Still, it’s an interesting ability.”

She smiled. “So I’ve been told. It helps me get a lot of work.”

Kurapika paused. “Work?”

“Yeah, I take on missions as a Support Hunter. That means people hire me to provide support in battles or missions. Oftentimes it’s fellow hunters that hire me, but occasionally I get a rich guy that wants a pretty lady taking care of him.”

Kurapika scowled. “That’s… hmm.”

She waved her hands. “Don’t worry, my customers aren’t perverts, they’d just prefer a woman caring for them than a man. And if I’m getting paid, I don’t care if they’re staring at my butt.”

He stopped himself from saying that HE cared. Why should he? And why should his opinion even matter?

“Well I care. If any of them lay a finger on you, tell me.”

Leorio patted her head, giving her a smile. Kurapika cursed himself for not speaking up, seeing (Name) blush at Leorio’s words.

“Aww, my sweet Leorio!”

She pulled him down and gave him a kiss on the cheek before hugging him right.

Kurapika could only watch, his hand twitching. Had he only voiced his thoughts, that could be him. But would she do that, even if he had said something? He had been pushing all of her affection away lately…

“Kurapika? Are the vegetables ready?”

“Oh- yes!”

The three continued cooking for a while longer, though Kurapika noticed (Name) wincing and rubbing her lower back throughout the night.

———————

After dinner, the group decided to turn in early. A day spent at the beach had even worn Killua out. (Name) tucked them in for bed, kissing each of their foreheads before grabbing a snack from the kitchen.

Kurapika was already there, munching on some cookies (Name) baked after dinner. He glanced up when she walked in, pausing mid bite.

“Oh, hi (Name). These are really good.”

She giggled, taking a cookie for herself. “I’m glad you like them. Have as many as you’d like.”

The blonde shook his head. “Oh, don’t say that. I’ll end up eating all of them.”

(Name) leaned against the counter raising an eyebrow. “How can you always eat so much and barely gain any weight? I’m jealous.”

She finished her cookie before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Well, my nen takes a lot of energy to produce, so I have to refuel by eating.”

Her expression shifted to one of concern. ‘Is that why he lost weight? His nen must be using more energy than he’s gaining back through eating…’

She walked forward, pouring some milk into a cup and handing it to him. “Here, drink up!”

“Oh, thank you.”

He sipped on his drink, watching her from the corner of his eye. She was tidying up the kitchen, putting away the dishes and wiping down the counters. Even on vacation, she was at work.

“Here, let me help.”

He grabbed the rag she’d been using to wipe down the counters, shooing her away. “I’ll finish up in here, you go get some rest.”

Usually, (Name) would protest, but she was feeling more tired than usual, and her body was aching. “Yeah, ok. Thank you.”

He watched her shuffle off to her bedroom, hissing as she rubbed her back again. ‘Did she hurt her back today? Our game of volleyball was pretty intense…’

Kurapika thought about going after her to offer to massage her back or grab her some medicine, but stopped halfway.

The Kurapika that diligently took care of her when she was hurt, rubbing soothing hands into the aching parts of her body was gone. He couldn’t let himself become that person again, not if it meant getting her hopes up that he was back, and there to stay.

He didn’t want to hurt her, he’d done enough already.

Instead, Kurapika walked to his and Leorio’s shared room. He knocked before stepping in.

“Come in.”

Kurapika sighed, plopping down onto his bed. Leorio was lying atop the covers, wearing only his boxers. “Why can’t you wear pajamas like a normal person? What if (Name) saw you?”

Leorio grunted, waving his hand. “It ain’t anything she hasn’t seen before.”

Kurapika shot up at this, his eyes wide. “She’s seen you in your underwear?!”

Leorio glanced at him, putting down the porn magazine he’d been looking at. “We lived together for a few months after the Hunter Exam, we’ve seen plenty of each other.”

‘Of each other? Does that mean…’

That made sense, considering Leorio’s reaction earlier today, or lack there of. If he’d already seen her naked, that would explain everything.

“How… how much have you seen? Of her, I mean.”

The dark haired man raised an eyebrow. “Why do you want to know? It’s really none of your business.”

“It is. She’s my friend.”

“It’s a weird question to ask about a friend, but…”

Leorio groaned as he stretched, letting a loud yawn. “Just her chest, really. She’s seen everything of me, you know that from the Hunter Exam.”

“Don’t remind me.”

Kurapika sighed, partially relieved. ‘If he’s only seen her chest, that means they haven’t…’

He’d had his suspicions the two were together, unable to really tell, but with this it made sense how close they were. They’d lived together, and had been very close since York New.

When the group parted ways after rescuing Killua, Leorio and (Name) had tickets for the same airship, so they’d left together. He hadn’t thought much about it then, but perhaps on the way there they agreed to live with each other.

(Name) got an apartment in York New around July 2nd-4th, meaning the two spent at least four months living together. That was a lot of time to be around another person, more time he’d spent with the group all together.

Actually, the fourish weeks he’d spent at (Name)’s house was the longest he’d stayed with his friends.

Kurapika turned over, staring out the window at the ocean view. Even though he didn’t want to admit it, the past few weeks had been some of the best he’d had in years. (Name) really did know how to make him feel better.

She’d always been like that. Soft, kind, considerate. He wanted to protect that pretty smile of hers, more than anything he wanted to keep her happy forever.

Maybe in a different life, in a different body, he could be the person that followed her to her room and soothed her pain.

But he couldn’t be that person right now, and wasn’t sure he could ever be what she needed. His life was one of danger, bloodshed, and revenge. A pure soul such as herself had no place by his side.

She was an angel, and he was a lowly devil. He didn’t want to dirty her with his blood soaked hands, even if all he wanted was to touch, to hold her.

Kurapika felt his heart begin to race as he thought about her. He tried to calm himself, thinking about his mission.

Eventually, he was able to sleep. Not before masturbating to the picture they’d taken together at the beach, just him and her. She’d insisted on it, sending him the picture after. He wondered if she’d noticed how her nipples poked through her thin bikini top, or how cute her smile was.

Kurapika sighed, feeling relieved before passing out.

——————

The blonde awoke to the sound of creaking floorboards. He groaned, slipping on the house shoes (Name) brought for him before sliding towards the door, rubbing his tired eyes.

Creeping down the hallway was (Name), and Kurapika quickly noticed she was wearing a different pair of pants than she’d gone to sleep in.

“(Name) what are you doing up so late? I thought I told you to rest.”

He almost sounded cranky, fumbling for the light switch. She stood with her back to him, stiffening. “Oh, um… I just woke up, I’ll be going back to bed soon, promise.”

Kurapika rubbed his temple before walking over to her. “You-“

He blinked. She was carrying her sheets, and her pair of pants. He could see the distinct color of red staining the sheet.

“Oh.”

He let her go, the girl turning to him, looking embarrassed.

“I’ll go get Leorio.”

Kurapika patted her shoulder, trying to put her at ease. He knew it couldn’t exactly be fun for someone to see she’d bled through both her pants and the sheets in her sleep.

Thankfully, a similar situation had happened during the Hunter Exam, so he knew what to do this time.

Kurapika shook Leorio’s shoulder roughly, the dark haired man swatting his hand away before rolling over.

“Leorio, it’s (Name). She’s, um…”

At the mention of (Name)’s name, he shot up, eyes wide.

“What happened? She didn’t hurt herself, did she?”

Kurapika shook his head, blinking. “No? She just… she started… her…”

Leorio sighed, holding a hand to his chest. “You woke me up because she started her period? God, don’t scare me like that, Kurapika.”

Despite his words, Leorio stood and walked to the living room, where (Name) sat after putting the clothes and sheets on to wash.

“Hey, (Name).”

He plopped down in front of her, opening his suitcase. Because (Name) had irregular and heavy periods, he carried both pads and Midol with him.

“You have pads?”

She nodded slowly, looking uncomfortable with Kurapika lingering behind the couch. Although she didn’t mind talking to Leorio about these things due to how close they’d become, Kurapika had become close to a stranger.

“Oh, um. Do you need anything?” Kurapika asked, hovering around her. Despite hesitating to help her earlier that night, he couldn’t help but feel he needed to do SOMETHING. He’d seen how much pain her period caused her first hand.

“There’s a…” she held onto her abdomen, hissing in pain before continuing, “a heating pad in the storage closet down the hall. Could you grab it?”

“On it.”

While he walked away, Leorio grabbed her a cup of juice so she could take some pain medicine. He also made sure do a quick check up using the equipment he had on hand.

“You seem alright, fortunately. You should eat something before you go back to bed, though. How about some leftovers?”

She nodded, a sigh leaving her lips. “Yeah, make me a plate, please?”

“Of course.”

Kurapika returned with the heating pad, plugging it in before wrapping it in a towel and handing it to (Name). “Here.”

She sighed softly as she rested the heating pad against her abdomen. “Thank you, this always helps. You’re so sweet to me…”

Her hand held onto his, her thumb rubbing against his knuckles gently.

He felt his cheeks heat up. “I-it’s no problem, really. I know, at least during the Hunter Exam, your… it was very painful for you.”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah, and you were there for me then, too. I love you, so much.”

He felt his entire body stiffen, his lips parting in a silent gasp. She’d told him this before, she’d said it to all of her friends, but it always caught him off guard.

He could tell she meant it, and it made his heart thump painfully against his chest.

“…”

Quietly, he sat down next to her. He kept his hand in hers, not saying anything when she leaned her head against his shoulder.

“Remember when I chewed Hanzo out when he asked if I was on my period?”

Kurapika snickered. “Yeah. I wanted to slap him.”

“I mean, the answer was yes b-“

“He still had to no right to ask that. The crude bastard.”

(Name) felt her lips curl into a smile. Leorio came around the corner, (Name) poking her head up.

“Here you go, doll face. Eat up.”

He set the plate in front of her, (Name) happily munching away. “Mmm, I was barely able to eat dinner, but now that I’ve had some medicine I feel well enough to eat.”

‘She didn’t eat much at dinner? I didn’t even notice…’

But Leorio had. He plopped down on the other side of (Name), turning the TV on.

“I’ll stay with you until you’re ready to sleep. Wanna watch Sailor Moon or something?”

She nodded, unable to speak because her mouth was full.

“Thought so, it’s one of your favorites after all.”

Another thing Kurapika didn’t know about (Name). He stole a piece of fish from her plate, suddenly realizing he was hungry again.

“Hey!”

She sent him a glare, pulling her plate towards Leorio, who also stole a piece from her plate.

“Rude, go make your own if you’re hungry!”

Kurapika chuckled. He remembered just a few hours ago, she had no problem sharing one of her favorite fruits with him, and now she was being stingy with her food. It was cute, honestly.

“Leorio, I’m going to make myself a plate. Do you want anything?”

“I’ll come with.”

The two walked to the kitchen together, Leorio opening the fridge to take the leftovers out again.

“She’s going to be alright. I checked, nothing is out of the ordinary.”

Kurapika visibly relaxed, leaning against the counter. “Good, good. Last time, she got so… sick? I guess weak would be a better term. It was…”

“Scary?”

The blonde nodded, taking out two plates. “Yeah. I never knew a woman’s menstrual cycle could cause such symptoms.”

Leorio sighed. “Yeah, well I finally got her to see a doctor about it when she stayed with me. Now she takes medicine to regulate her period. The pain and nausea is still there, but at least it’s not as bad as… before.”

It felt a bit awkward to be discussing their female friend’s menstruation, but they’d both seen how badly it affected her during the Hunter Exam. Leorio didn’t want Kurapika to worry too much.

“I see. That’s good, I remember you were worried she might be anemic.”

Leorio nodded, pulling his heated food out of the microwave. “Thankfully she wasn’t, but having a period as heavy as hers can cause it.”

The two walked back to the living room, food in hand. They plopped down onto the couch, one on each side of (Name).

She seemed invested in her anime, barely acknowledging that they had come back.

“Hmm, guess we’ll be waking up late.” Leorio said with a yawn. (Name) shook her head.

“Actually, I’m getting up early to go collect seashells. Because I’m on my period, I probably won’t stay at the beach all day tomorrow.”

Kurapika frowned. “I can stay home with you, if-“

She shook her head again. “Actually, there’s something I wanted to do anyways. I’ll need everyone out of the house before lunch.”

The two glanced at each other. “Are you sure you should be alone all day?”

“I’ll be fine. If it makes you feel any better, I’ll send texts throughout the day.”

Leorio sighed. “Alright, but if I don’t get hourly texts I’m going to rush home, and I WILL treat you like a baby the rest of the trip.”

(Name) shivered. “Noted.”

They stayed up for a little longer, watching anime and eating leftovers before (Name) began to nod off.

“Hmm… (Name), I think it’s bedtime.”

Leorio scooped her up, only chuckling when she complained. “Hey, I let you stay up for an entire hour, it’s time to sleep.”

She pouted, but stayed quiet.

“… I can take her to bed.”

Leorio raised an eyebrow. “I’ve got it.”

And he was gone without another word. Kurapika watched, gripping onto the fabric of his shirt as Leorio entered her bedroom.

———————

(Name) woke up at around 5 am, yawning before pulling on a pair of shorts and a tshirt. She picked up a small bucket, walking down the hallway and sitting to slip on her shoes.

“(Name)? You’re up early.”

Killua stood in the doorway to his and Gon’s shared room, staring at her with this big, catlike eyes.

“Yeah, I wanted to go collect some shells before the beach got too crowded. They wash up during the night and in the mornings, then most of the pretty ones get snatched up before we would get there.”

She stretched, a small smile on her face when she glanced down at the strawberry patterned flip flops on her feet. They were a gift from Killua, and he seemed proud to see her wearing them.

“Oh, ok. Can I come with?”

“Yeah, just get dressed and meet me outside in 5 minutes.”

He tiptoed back into his room and got dressed as quickly as he could. (Name) offered him her hand when he met her outside, the boy taking it instantly.

They walked along the beach, Killua letting go of her hand to trail behind her.

He had only come to make sure she was safe, barely kicking the sand as he walked. Killua watched her pick up shell after shell, occasionally tossing some less desired ones back into the ocean.

But he noticed she’d missed a large shell, half buried in the sand. Killua caught up to her, handing (Name) the shell.

“Hey, you missed one.”

(Name) gasped, turning around the shell in her hands, beaming.

“Killua, this is the prettiest shell I’ve seen all morning! Good eye!”

She patted his head before continuing her search.

‘…’

Killua began running around the beach, finding shells she wouldn’t be able to see because of his superior eyesight. Every time, she gasped in delight, praising him for his finds.

He seemed to be having fun, making a game out of collecting bigger, shinier, prettier shells.

Within 20 minutes, the bucket she brought was full. “Wow, team work really makes the dream work. These are gorgeous, Killua!”

He blushed from her praise, kicking at the sand in embarrassment. “Thanks…”

She left her bucket on the beach, looking out at the water. “Oh, let’s wade in the waves, we might see some cool fish!”

He followed her into the water, the two crouching to watch fish swim by. They were quiet, but Killua couldn’t help but gasp when a small shark swam by, shaking (Name)’s shoulder.

“Mom, mom look!”

He paused, but this time tried not to run away in embarrassment. He didn’t want to scare the fish away, or spook the shark.

“Oh, wow! What a pretty shark.”

They continued this for a while, occasionally wading to different parts of the beach to see other creatures.

The sun was rising over the beach when (Name) stood. “Alright, it’s time to get home. If I don’t make breakfast, Gon will start chewing on the furniture again.”

He nodded, following her towards the beach. Killua enjoyed these moments with (Name), where he could have fun and enjoy what the world had to offer, without judgment. In front of her, he didn’t have to put up a front. He could be himself, completely.

“Killua, hop on!”

(Name) crouched down, looking back at him. Killua huffed. “I’m getting to big for piggyback rides.”

She tilted her head. “Now matter how big, or how small, you’ll always be my baby. Now hop on, we gotta hurry.”

She turned her head back around, and he had to clench his fist to keep himself from tearing up. Killua climbed on her back and she stood, holding onto his legs.

“See? Not too big. Still my little guy.”

He buried his face in her hair, sighing softly. She always made him feel safe, loved. It wasn’t often that Killua relaxed enough to fall asleep while being carried, but he easily dozed off as she carried him home.

(Name) held back a giggle at realization he’d fallen asleep. ‘He must if still been tired whne he agreed to come with me. My sweet Killua…’

As (Name) approached the Cabin, Kurapika was waking up. He stood and walked to the living room, noticing he felt (Name)’s aura outside, not inside.

The blonde peaked out the window to see her walking back from the beach, Killua asleep on her back. The sight made Kurapika’s heart race.

He couldn’t help but think of her carrying HIS offspring, not Killua. She really would make a great mother, and maybe she already was one.

Kurapika opened the door and ran down the stairs, meeting (Name) halfway.

“You shouldn’t be carrying anything heavy right now, (Name). Let me get him.”

She didn’t argue, allowing Kurapika to gently take Killua. “Just be careful, that’s my baby.”

Kurapika paused, his cheeks turning pink. ‘How cute.’

“… I’ll be careful.”

He took Killua to his room as (Name) began to cook breakfast, watching her when he returned.

“Kurapika, sweetheart, can you help me with breakfast?”

He hurried forward. “Yes!”

————————

After a quick breakfast, the boys all waved goodbye, carrying their beach equipment away. “Make sure Killua gets his sunscreen on, Leorio!”

“I will! Remember what I said last night, text me every hour!”

“Ugh, I will…”

She folded her arms, watching them go.

“Alright, it’s time…”

(Name) walked back in, closing the front door behind her. She snuck to her room and dug through her suitcase.

“There!”

She pulled out the package Illumi had given her, a big smile on her face. (Name) began to unwrap it slowly, giggling. “He’s going to be so surprised!”

At the beach, Kurapika and Leorio had just finished making sure the two boys were covered in sunscreen.

The blonde lied back on the towel, reading from the book (Name) had dropped at the pool. He’d already finished it a few days ago, but had begun rereading it.

It was definitely smutty, but besides that the plot was interesting. He could see why she liked it, in multiple ways.

‘I wonder if she masturbates while reading this…’

He turned the page before realizing what he’d just thought. He groaned and let the book fall onto his face, shielding his eyes.

Since she’d pretty much confirmed she masturbated, he couldn’t get his mind off of it. At night, he’d imagine how cute she’d look with her butt in the air, fingers pumping in and out of her plump cunt.

What he wouldn’t give to see her face when she orgasmed…

“Kurapika, are you aware you’re over there pitching a tent?”

Kurapika picked the book up and gave Leorio a confused look. “Pitching a hug?”

Leoruo pointed to his crotch. “You’ve got a boner.”

Kurapika looked down and turned red. He was, in fact hard. Leorio threw him a towel to cover himself. “I-I didn’t mean to-“

“It happens, don’t sweat it.”

Despite Leorio’s reassurance, Kurapika still felt incredibly embarrassed. He stood, using the large towel to wrap around himself. “I’m going to turn in early today.”

“By we’ve only been here an hour, and (Name) wanted us gone for a reason.” Leorio said, before taking a sip of the beer (Name) packed for him.

“I’m sure she won’t mind, besides I… need to take care of this.”

Leorio sighed. “Alright. I didn’t want (Name) to be by herself all day anyways.”

Kurapika grabbed a soda before leaving.

————————

(Name) hummed to herself as she began cooking. Although she couldn’t read the directions in the cookbook she’d gotten from Illumi, it had detailed drawings showing exactly what to do.

Thankfully, no one had suspected the few different ingredients she picked out. None of them were things she usually bought, but they weren’t anything she hadn’t worked with before.

She had to make a few substitutions, as she couldn’t include a vegetable only grown in the Lukso Province.

(Name) had in her hands, an official Kurtan Cookbook. It had taken her nearly a year to get it. At first, she planned on gifting it to Kurapika if he made it to Christmas, but not only did he not show up, she wasn’t able to get it on time.

The woman held her abdomen for a moment, feeling a cramp coming on. It was her body telling her she needed to take her medicine again.

She prepared herself a cup of juice and took her medicine before continuing her work.

Thankfully, there was just enough information in the cook book to make proper substitutions. The Lukso Province vegetable she couldn’t get could be substituted with onions and celery. One day, (Name) wanted to go there and propagate some of the plants to properly make this dish for Kurapika.

Well, that was if she ever saw him again after today.

(Name) tried not to tear up thinking about him. They’d been close, so close that up until a few weeks before York New, they’d been texting and calling constantly. Sometimes, they’d even fall asleep while on the phone.

But a few weeks leading up to their meeting, Kurapika slowly began to distance himself from her. At first it was just taking a few hours to message her with the excuse he was busy with training. Then his responses took days, and eventually, he stopped responding at all.

(Name) had been sad, but assumed it was only because of his busy schedule. After all, they would be meeting in just a few days! It shouldn’t matter that he hadn’t called her back in a week.

But even after he was supposed to call her when he arrived in York New, (Name) received nothing. No call, no text, not even an email. He’d essentially ghosted her.

Although they would meet multiple times in York New, not a single one of those meetings was a net positivite, honestly each one left her feeling drained and… useless.

She wiped a stray tear from her eye, pushing the memory of his angry and spiteful eyes out of her mind. So far, he hadn’t shown that side of him, and if he was really never going to see her again, she wanted to remember him for the sweet guy she knew he could be. Not the man who’d broken her heart.

Kurapika arrived at the cabin, blinking at the familiar scent in the air. It filled him with nostalgia, a strange ache in his chest causing him to walk into the cabin less stealthily than he had planned.

Thankfully, (Name) seemed distracted with what she was making in the kitchen.

“Kurapika?”

Or not. Sometimes he forgot she could use nen now, so no matter how sneaky, if he didn’t mask his presence she would sense him. “Sorry, I know you wanted us out of the house, but I… got too overheated.”

It was a quickly thought up lie, and he hoped she wouldn’t see though him. To his relief, she gave him a concerned look and ushered for him to sit down.

“Oh no, I’m sorry. I hope you didn’t feel pressured to stay out there because I asked for you all to be out of the house.”

She brought a wet paper towel to him, gently patting his red cheeks. “Don’t worry, I actually needed you here after all.”

He tilted his head. “For what?”

“First, sit down and I’ll bring you something cold to drink.”

He obliged, sitting at the kitchen table and saying a small thank you when she offered him a cold glass of water.

“Just a moment, I’ll bring you something to try!”

He watched her saunter off, sipping on his drink slowly. She seemed to be feeling better than last night, zooming around the kitchen, stirring pots and peeking in the oven.

Kurapika couldn’t quite tell what she was making from his position.

“Here!”

She blew on a spoon and offered it to him, that pretty smile on her face. “Tell me if you like it!”

Kurapika stared at the spoon. “What is it?”

She pouted. “It’s a surprise, now open up!”

He hesitantly opened his mouth, allowing her to feed him whatever she’d made.

It was some sort of broth, savory with a hint of sweetness.

“Mmm, it’s good. What is it?”

She quirked an eyebrow at the question, Kurapika quickly giving her a shy smile. “Oh yeah, it’s a surprise. Sorry.”

She bit her lip to hold back a laugh. “You’re awfully cute, you know that?”

“Cute?”

“Mhm.”

She ruffled his hair, giggling. He looked down, cheeks turning a light shade of pink before he pushed her hands away.

She sighed, stretching. “Alright, if you’re staying all I ask is you don’t come into the kitchen.”

“Because of the surprise?”

(Name) nodded, twirling around and heading back into the kitchen.

Unfortunately for her, he hadn’t agreed to not look in the kitchen. Kurapika was a curious man, to a fault. He peeked around a corner to see what she was doing.

(Name) had an apron on, humming softly as she moves around the kitchen. ‘If anyone’s cute, it’s her…’ he thought, watching the woman with soft eyes.

She tried a sip of the broth for herself, smiling. “If Kurapika thinks it tastes good that’s all that matters. But…”

She added a pinch of salt before walking away from the pot.

“Hmm…”

She seemed to be looking over a cookbook, but Kurapika couldn’t see what it was for.

“I don’t think I could even pronounce this… maybe Kurapika could…”

He perked up at this, a little flustered. Was it some long word she was having trouble pronouncing? Did she think he was smart?

Kurapika blushed. It wasn’t often that people recognized his intelligence, a trait he prided himself on.

(Name) tapped a finger against her chin, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the name of the dish. She began to pronounce it, Kurapika’s eyes going wide.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s quite right… I’ll have Kurapika teach me how to say it later.”

He stepped away slowly, feeling his entire body heat up.

‘Those… those words…’

He rushed to his bedroom, holding a hand over his mouth as his face went red.

‘That was the Kurtan language…’

But it was the specific words that had Kurapika so flustered.

“A dish for lovers.”

Kurapika gulped, wrapping his arms around himself. He’d heard of this dish from his mother, although she had seemed a bit flustered when explaining it.

It was a dish that consisted of a vegetable based broth, served with rice, poultry, and vegetables only found in Lukso Province. He’d smelled the dish being made for newlyweds before, but had never eaten it himself.

The newlyweds were to eat the dish after consummating their marriage. It was to be shared between the two, while they celebrated with family.

‘We both… we both…’

If two people consumed the dish together, whether married or not, it was said they would be bound together by fate.

Kurapika thought the legend was silly, but with the knowledge the two of them had shared this dish together, he couldn’t help his heart thumping against his chest painfully.

Part of him wanted to be angry she made the dish without knowing what she was doing, but he could tell she was doing it out of love. This was a surprise meant for Kurapika. Something she’d taken the time to do.

His only question was…

‘How did she get that book?’

————————

Leorio opened the front door, carrying Gon on his back. “(Name), we’re b- oh what are you making? That smells great!”

(Name) walked out of the kitchen, smiling. “Shh, come here Leorio.”

The man glanced at the two boys before following her into the kitchen. She smiled brightly before holding up the cookbook.

“Is that…”

Leorio took it from her hands, running his hand over the paper cover.

“Yep! A Kurtan cookbook! I finally got my hands on one!”

He leafed through the pages of the book, eyes wide. “How did you get it? Didn’t the lead you have a few months ago come up empty?”

She nodded, taking the book back and setting it aside. “Yes, it did, and you won’t believe who got this book for me.”

Kurapika tiptoed near the kitchen. He had heard Leorio walk in, and when he heard (Name) begin talking about the cookbook, he drew closer to hear better. Unfortunately, he didn’t get to her the name of the person that got her the book.

“Him? Wow…”

(Name) nodded. “Yeah, I didn’t get it either. Apparently he found it on a job. He killed a flesh collector, and one of the items they’d collected was a Kurtan Cookbook. It wasn’t something the flesh collector was interested in, so they planned on selling it, but thankfully he killed them before they could. I would have hated for this to end up in a collectors hands. It would be disrespectful to Kurapika.”

Could she be anymore considerate? The blonde held a hand over his chest, looking to the floor. He felt both loved and guilty. She’d done such a sweet, selfless thing for him, and in just a day he’d be leaving her for forever.

“(Name)…” Leorio said softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You’re too kind. He’s done nothing to deserve this from you.”

Kurapika flinched, clutching the fabric of his shirt. Leorio wasn’t wrong. What had he done for her that she hadn’t already done for him a hundred times before?

He’d been helping her clean and cook out of guilt, she did this out of love.

“He doesn’t have to do anything. I love him, and I’d do the same for any of you.”

Kurapika walked away, heading back to his room. He couldn’t listen to another word. The blonde plopped down onto his bed, sighing into his pillow.

‘She’s making this so hard for me…’ he thought, tilting his head to stare at the clock above the doorway.

It was around 8:30 pm, meaning she’d spent all day preparing dinner, made specially for him. He blinked lazily, groaning when he heard the door open.

“What?”

“Woah, no need for the attitude dude. I just came to tell you dinner is ready.”

Leorio stood in the doorway, eyebrow raised. “(Name) went through all this trouble for you, so I expect to see you there soon.”

He stood slowly, rubbing his arm. “… I’m coming.”

———————

Kurapika washed his hands before leaving his room, eyes going wide when he saw the dining room.

It was lightly decorated, with a hand written banner saying “Kurapika Going Away Party” hanging from the ceiling.

The table was covered in food, the center being a small vanilla cake with chocolate frosting.

He glanced around the room, seeing all of his friends gathered around.

“This… this is all for me?”

(Name) stepped forward, holding the cookbook in her arms. “Yes, and this is for you as well!”

He felt tears begin to fall down his cheeks, his eyes burning a soft red. (Name)’s face fell, reaching hand up to brush his tears away.

“Do you… do you not like it?”

He shook his head rapidly, leaning into her touch. “No, no it’s perfect, (Name). Thank you.”

He took the book from her arms, opening it. It wasn’t an authentic Kurtan handbook, instead a copy, but he still held it tenderly in his hands.

He leafed through it, smiling at the few recipes he recognized. Kurapika had never been a talented cook, but he had helped his mother cook some of the dishes before. Though, helped may have been an exaggeration, he just stirred the pan and dropped in ingredients she handed him.

He chucked at the memory, looking up to see (Name) smiling warmly. “(Name)?”

“Yes?”

He handed the book back, pushing it to her chest. “I want you to keep this.”

“But-“

He shushed her with a raised hand. “I would not be able to put it to proper use. Keep my clans memory alive, and cook these recipes to your hearts content. You have my blessing.”

He smiled, a real genuine smile. She stared up at him with wide eyes, holding the book to her chest. “I will! I’ll make so many of these that Killua will get sick of it!”

“Hey!”

The group laughed, before sitting down to eat.

————————

Sadly, even though they stayed up later than usually eating and watching movies, they eventually had to sleep, ending their vacation.

The next morning, (Name) was up early again getting the cabin cleaned up and packing the rest of her belongings.

Kurapika was also awake, but for different reasons.

He rubbed his eyes after answering the text, barely keeping himself from nodding off when he heard a notification.

Informant: There has been a change in plans.

Kurapika huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He hated when plans changed, especially as suddenly as they had now. He was supposed to be leaving at 4 am Friday, and the informant had texted him only a day before they were supposed to be meeting.

Kurapika: What changes?

Informant: We’ll be meeting Saturday evening, not Friday evening.

Kurapika sighed. It was annoying, but nothing he couldn’t plan ar-

Informant: You will also need to bring a partner with you.

“Fuck.”

That wasn’t as easy to plan around. Kurapika didn’t have many friends or acquaintances in the first place, especially ones that would be able to accompany him on a potentially dangerous mission last minute.

He let out a deep breath. ‘I can’t ask Leorio, he has classes, and Gon is leaving for whale island the same day I am. Melody is in another country. Maybe Killua would go if I asked nicely…’

Kurapika: … is there a reason I’ll need a partner?

Informant: the place we’ll be meeting is a restaurant that serves couples only

‘Well, that rules out Killua.’

He thought about just hiring a random woman to accompany him, but knew it wouldn’t be right to put a woman with no experience in danger.

‘Wait… there is one person…’

Kurapika shook his head. ‘No, no I can’t ask her. I couldn’t put her in danger like that.’

He pushed his hair out of his face, sighing. ‘I guess I’ll have to cance-‘

Another text message appeared, this time a picture.

Informant: to make sure you know I’m legit, here is proof I know the information you need

Kurapika felt his eyes go wide, red seeping into them.

The picture was a pair of the scarlet eyes. It was blurry, obviously taken in a rush. The informant wasn’t lying, he knew where a pair of the eyes were.

Now that Kurapika knew this, he couldn’t give up. His mission always came first, after all.

Even if it would mean he’d have to ask (Name) to accompany him. He didn’t want to, but he didn’t have much of a choice.

Kurapika left his bed and walked out into the living room, spotting (Name) sweeping the floor.

‘I’ll ask her later… she’s busy right now.’

He fixed himself a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal, researching the restaurant the informant had sent him. He tried to find some kind of loophole where he could come alone, with no luck.

He sighed, only looking up when the rest of the group woke up and began packing.

——————

Kurapika waited until they were back at (Name)’s house to ask her.

“Hey, uh, (Name)?”

Leorio had left, and the boys were had left for the creek a few minutes before. They were alone, Kurapika having just sat next to her on the couch.

“Yes?”

He bit his lip, toying with his tabard. “Are you… are you busy this weekend?”

(Name) paused, turning away from the show she’d been watching. “Why do you ask?”

The blonde hesitated. “I… I have a favor to ask of you.”

She tilted her head, giving him her full attention. “Go on.”

He let out a breath. “I… I need you to accompany me on my mission.”

Silence. The two stared at each other, (Name) seeming confused, but curious. “Oh? Why’s that?”

“The informant wants to meet in a restaurant only open to couples, and…”

“And you need someone to serve as your date?”

He looked up, surprised to see a teasing smile on her lips. “… correct. He sent me confirmation today that he does in fact have solid information on the scarlet eyes.”

(Name) nodded slowly, curling a finger to her chin in thought. “While I’m not particularly busy this weekend, I will have to speak ask someone to keep an eye on Killua. Give me a moment.”

She stood, walking a way while pulling out her phone. He waited for her to close the door to the bathroom behind her before he followed. Ever curious, Kurapika wanted to know who she’d be calling.

“(Name)? Did you need something?”

It was Leorio. ‘Of course.’ Kurapika thought, pursing his lips.

“Hey, um… I have a favor to ask.”

“Go on.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Could you watch Killua this weekend? I um… I have some plans.”

Leorio made a confused sound on the other end. “Plans? You didn’t mention any plans to me when were at the beach.”

“Well, they’re a new development.”

Leorio sighed, and Kurapika could picture him pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Alright, I’ll do it, but tell me your plans.”

(Name) went quiet for a moment, the only noise the sound of her tapping her nails against the sink.

“Well… you know how Kurapika is leaving Friday?”

“Yeah?”

She twiddled her thumbs. “He… he asked if I could accompany him, because he needs someone to act as his date.”

“And you agreed to that!?”

Both (Name) and Kurapika flinched at the incredulous tone of his voice. “It’s a lead on the scarlet eyes, you know how important that is to him.”

“Yeah, more important than all of us apparently… (Name), you remember York New, right? Do you think accompanying him on a mission is good idea after everything he’s said to you? I can understand taking him in, he’s our friend, but this is too m-“

“Leorio.”

The man paused, sighing. “Sorry. I know, nothing is too much when helping friends, whatever. I’m just… I’m just worried he’ll hurt you again.”

(Name) sighed. “I appreciate your concern, but he hasn’t given me any reason to believe he’ll do it again. He’s been on his best behavior.”

“Besides storming out to chase the phantom troupe and not even bothering to call you back.”

This made (Name) pause. Kurapika looked at the floor.

“… I’m going. If I can help him, I want to.”

Leorio groaned, but didn’t protest any further. “Alright, I won’t stop you, but the moment he makes you uncomfortable you call me and I’ll come get you.”

“I will.”

Kurapika walked away at that, looking down at his phone.

‘I’m sorry, but I’ll be taking advantage of your kindness again, (Name). This is the last thing I’ll ask of you.’

—————

Killua grumbled as he helped (Name) carry her suitcase to the train. Kurapika ended up ordering tickets for late Thursday, not wanting to have (Name) wake up so early Friday.

“Can’t believe you’re doing this for that blonde tw-“

(Name) pinched Killua’s cheek. “Oh, hush. It’s only two days, I’ll be back Monday morning.”

Killua pouted, only calming down when (Name) pulled him into a tight hug.

“I’ll miss you too, Killua. I’ll call you when we get there, okay?”

He nodded, burying his face in his shoulder.

Kurapika watched, grabbing (Name)’s suitcase from the white haired boy. Killua looked up, frowning.

“If she gets hurt, I swear to g-“

Kurapika held up a hand. “Her safety will be my top priority.”

“I thought your mission came before everything?”

Kurapika’s mouth hung open slightly at Killua’s words. (Name) looked down, sighing.

“I can take care of myself. Come on, let’s get seated.”

She gave Killua one last squeeze before boarding the train, Kurapika following behind.

“Kurapika.”

The blonde turned back, seeing Killua staring at him, his eyes serious.

“I will never forgive you if you let her get hurt. She’s doing this to help you, never forget that.”

Kurapika stayed quiet for a moment before answering.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

He sat down next to (Name). They were in first class, sitting comfortably.

She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. “Ya know, this kind of reminds me of our Hunter Exam days.”

Kurapika leaned his head onto hers. “Yeah…”

The two rode the train in silence, on their way to York New, as (Name) thought back to the Hunter Exam…

[glitt3r-litt3r]

Princess

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!reader

Summary: When y/n’s cheer squad find out who her boyfriend is they have a lot to say

A/N i’m terrible at summaries lol. Y/N being a boss bitch lowkey. I can’t stop thinking about Eddie it’s like ruining my day in the best way possible. This doesn’t have a specific time cuz there’s nothing stranger things about it besides the characters.

The sun was beating down on the field today, even with the fall breeze I was still breaking a sweat. It was hard to maintain the same pace when I spent all summer sitting in the back of Eddie’s van listening to music and eating chips. 

Every season it’s like this but I’m glad to be back. I love the way it feels, the burn in my legs and arms and lungs. Something about working out always made me feel the best, that’s why I joined the squad. The minute there’s a girls softball team at Hawkins i’ll be on it. Especially because I can’t stand most of the girls. They are constantly judging everyone while simultaneously signing up for canned food drives. Hypocrites. 

I was stretching my legs out in between drills when I hear Michelle scoff. 

“What is the freak doing here?” she asks, drawing attention to the bleachers. 

There he was, boots stomping onto the metal bleachers. He was wearing sunglasses and his classic leather/vest combo. At the sight of him my face flares up red, he said he was going to pick me up not watch the whole thing. 

“He’s only here to perv on us” Says Kimberly. Actually he was here to perv on me but whatever.

“he’s probably here scouting his next victim to try and sell drugs to” someone says behind me.

Victim? These girls are clueless.

“that’s not how drug deals even work.” I deadpan. Fuck that sounded wrong.

“I mean, from what I hear they seek him out not vice versa. Just saying...” They were all staring at me now. Their faces were a mix of confusion and doubt. 

“Can we get back to the drills now” I say before running off. There was a nice breeze but there was sweat all down the back of my shirt. Luckily Eddie has seen me sweaty before or I’d be real embarrassed right about now.

The rest of practice I tried not to look to my left whenever possible. Every time I saw him sitting there my stomach flipped and I would stumble or miss my mark. It was better to not look, for safety reasons. He was smiling each time I looked over, little shit. As time went on more boys started dotting the stands trying to catch a glimpse of something or to watch their girlfriends. Eddie sits far away from any of them pretending to read a comic.

Patrick, who has had a crush on me since last season, was among them. I made extra effort not to look any where near him. Especially since Eddie is not the best at handling these types of situations with grace, 

“Oh my god Y/N! Patrick has been staring at you for the last ten minutes” Someone squeals. They break out into ooo’s and little encouragements. I drink some water and think of what to say.

“He’s cute! And he plays basketball with Jason, I could set you guys up” Chrissy says smiling brightly. She’s always been really kind but no way in hell am I letting that happen. 

“He’s not really my type” I say trying to leave it simple. It’s also true, I'm more into heavy metal listening, leather wearing sweethearts who like Star Wars so Patrick is pretty far off. 

“You say that about everyone! Who is your type?” Asks Michelle.

Images of Eddie pop into my head. His soft smile reserved only for me. Him air drumming as he drives singing as loud as he can. The way he sleeps on his stomach like a baby holding onto the pillow. His eyes when he’s playing guitar. The slight frizzy halo his hair makes in the sunlight. I think of the smell of leather and weed. The feeling of his rings on my face. Without hesitation I say his name.

“Eddie Munson.” 

There’s a moment of silence and I think everyone’s going to die from shock. The first noise that breaks the pause is a laugh. Everyone joins in thinking i’m obviously making a joke of some sort. 

“Y/N don’t be mean! I know he’s a freak but don’t get his hopes up”

“You’re so funny Y/N”

“God can you imagine the kind of girl who’d actually go out with that freak?” 

They are laughing full on now. The tips of my ears are burning and I can feel the sweat running down my neck. 

“Alright girls! You are dismissed. Go home, rest, and come back ready to learn the new routines tomorrow.” says the coach. Thank god

Everyone starts moving toward the benches but I can’t move just yet. Take a deep breath and try again. Eddie see’s everyone heading toward their stuff and stands up preparing to walk back to the D&D room to wait for me. 

I grab my back and hurry toward the bleachers. When I pass the girls I hear them snicker again. 

“Hey Munson!” I shout walking faster now. Everyone pauses and turns their attention to me. Wondering what a girl like me could want with a guy like him. 

Eddie turns toward me shocked that I’m shouting his name in front of everyone. 

When I get to the bleachers I step onto the first step pulling his shoulders forward into a kiss. He freezes against me before I feel him melt onto my lips. When I pull back his pupils are huge and he has a lazy smile on his face. 

“Hi sweetheart” he whispers 

“Hi baby” 

I grab his hand and start walking back to the school. Everyone is staring but honestly I don’t really care. Eddie tries to regain his composure by placing his sunglasses on again. His cheeks are still red though.

“Let them stare. Fuck em” I say kissing his hand guiding him forward. 

“yeah fuck em” he says lowly. 

This moment of confidence and euphoria is cut short when I hear Michelle behind us. 

“You can’t be serious Y/N,” 

Eddie stops first tugging my arm to make me turn back. Michelle and her robots are standing there with their arms crossed. 

“He’s a drug dealer! You could get kicked off the squad for getting involved with people like him” Her nose is all the way turned up as she refers to my boyfriend. The girls on either side of her nod their head.

“Well you could get kicked off the squad if the coach knew you used the locker room to let Jacob Cunningham go to third base but you don’t hear me blabbing about all that.” I state matter of factly.  It’s true and everyone knows it but still when I say it her mouth drops open. I watch as the anger bubbles over and she stomps her foot before squealing like a pig.

“Oh you are so dead! No one’s gonna wanna hang out around you or that freak ever again.” She screams

At the word freak I move toward her dropping Eddies hand who’s watching this with a mix of adoration and fear.

“Call him a freak again and I’ll break your teeth in” I’m standing directly in front of her now. Her robots have taken two steps back and are watching to see my next move. 

“did you just threaten me? I’m telling the coach that-”

“That what? That you are harassing me and my boyfriend?” I ask.  When she doesn’t answer I keep going. “Tell her that you guys spend every day making his life miserable because you’re jealous. You’re so jealous of him it makes your skin crawl, you wish you could do whatever you want but you’re stuck doing what everyone else wants you to do. You do cheer and make honor roll and buy all the expensive clothes and date boys who play basketball but at the end of the day you go home and cry yourself to sleep so why don’t you bury your head in the sand and wait for the prom.” I say turning back to Eddie.

I hold my hand out toward him and smile. All the anger from weeks of hiding is gone and I feel lighter than ever. 

When we’re out of earshot he breaks out into laughter. 

“ A Breakfast Club quote? Really?” 

I laugh loudly not thinking he caught that. 

“It was the only thing that came to mind!” I defend. He shakes his head at my cliché comeback. 

“Well still that was badass” He kisses my cheek proudly

We make it inside just in time for the D&D meeting. 

“I’m gonna go change and i’ll meet you in there okay?” I kiss him before heading to the bathroom. 

When I walk into the room Eddie is recounting the story eccentrically to the entire club. The lights are dimmed for game mode so I know everyone’s eagerly waiting to start. When he see’s me enter he stops with his arms open and smiling brightly.

“And here she is fresh from defending my honor the Princess of Hellfire” He starts clapping dramatically. He looks so proud of me. I blush at the stupid nickname. Being the only girl had it’s perks, having to be called the Princess was not one of them. 

“Gentlemen” I say curtseying and bowing my head holding my imaginary dress in my hands. They greet me kindly like they always do. Eddie sits in his chair and opens his legs inviting me to sit on his lap. I walk over slowly before lowering myself onto his left leg where I always sit. He places his hands on my hips and squeezes gently. Before he starts he whispers in my ear,

“Thank you so much sweetheart. Remind me to buy you as many Spiderman comic books as you want next time we go out.” He kisses my shoulder. I know how hard it’s been for him being stuck here. I want him to get out of here just as much as he does.

“you don’t have to thank me baby, I love you” I say turning to kiss him. 

“I love you more-”

“Can we start please!” someone shouts. 

I laugh and face foreword. 

“Fine it’s your death.” Eddie mutters before starting his script for his campaign.

[hwasong]

[ᴀᴛᴢ] | 𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘇 𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝘄𝗯

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: how would ateez act as your friends with benefits

ᴀ/ɴ: gn reader

⟢ 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗝𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗚

lowkey very jealous if he sees you cozying up to someone else

the type to want you two to be exclusive that way

definitely the type of guy to want to stick around after and just hang out / watch a show

definitely had sexual tension for months before he decided to make a move and he’s definitely the one who suggested it after being so sleep deprived his shame flew out the window

would prefer to have sex at your house but he’s down to have sex at his dorms as long as the rooms free and you both can keep it down

would prefer to have sex at your house but he’s down to have sex at his dorms as long as the rooms free and you both can keep it down

he’s down for either vanilla or the most nasty shit depending on his mood

i feel like there’s not much of a dynamic? like yall r both giving whenever you want but he can take the reins if you want him to

⟢ 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗪𝗔

SEONGHWA!! definitely a bit bashful about it too

he’d prefer to keep your fwb deal more like a sneaky link and away from the boys’ knowledge

unlike hongjoong, i don’t think seonghwa would be very into bdsm (hardcore shit) but he has his kinks when he’s in the mood

SUPER SUPER into passionate kisses it has u second guessing if he’s ur bf or not

he’s also into licking… like he’ll lick ur neck or chest or stomach when he’s teasing you

he’s the type to msg u ‘are u down to have sex? u don’t have to say yes lol’ WHILE SWEATING BUCKETS cuz he literally doesn’t know how to be casual about it without coming off as rude

whereas you usually just ask him like ‘wya’ and he gets the idea

i feel like he’s okay with you fucking other people as long as you’re safe about it ? and you disclose to him before yous have sex if you had sex recently and u know ur clean

the type to drive u to the clinic cuz he’s a clean freak in every way

honestly plans sessions so that he can have a sleepover at ur place after !!

definitely only gonna be fwb with someone he’s close with !! so he’s definitely coming over with his pj’s packed and snacks and face masks for yous to do after

fwb seonghwa is so chill

does NOT want u to fuck anyone else in ateez tho that is the only way he’s jealous

⟢ 𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗢

honestly he’s the type to have goofy sex 💀

the type to make u laugh because he loves to have lighthearted sex and the fact it feels good when you laugh 🥴🥴

kinda a perv tbh

when he comes over to smash he’ll ask to keep your bra or smth (he tries to pretend it’s a joke but he’s not joking)

he’s pretty up much up for anything but i can’t see him being excessively mean to you (definitely not into violent shit and the only smacks you will be getting are on your ass)

definitely begs u to do doggy

unashamed and will just text u ‘wanna smash’ and u honestly cant tell if it’s a joke or not

sometimes he just shows up at ur door

and if ur not down to have sex when he does that he doesn’t mind chilling !!

tbh he treats u like a homie throughout

i don’t think he’s into kissing that much tbh like just sex and maybe a few hickies but if he sees u as a friend with NO feelings he wouldn’t be into making out

⟢ 𝗞𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗚

the enigma

honestly… you both have no idea how it started it just did

yeosang is lowkey kinda mean anyway so if ur not into degradation then u gotta tell that man way before he gets into his mindset cuz i feel like he’s the type to say whatever comes to his mind

i think he’s big into riding tbh cuz it’s less effort for him

like hongjoong he’s not much into set roles you two just do whatever

i think he low-key likes kissing 🥺🥺 they’re super soft and he loves leaving little kisses at the corner of your lips and stiff if he’s doing missionary

also wants it to be a sneaky link but if you’s ever get caught he’ll just admit to it

or gaslight cuz he’s a girl boss

gives me the vibes of he’ll wear a condom almost every time cuz he does not fuck with getting an std if ur fucking other people

honestly i don’t think he has sex often?? maybe once a month and he has to be in the mood 100%

i don’t think he’d randomly message u to smash cuz it would probably come to his mind when you two are casually hanging out

also will be super against u having sec with anyone else in ateez he just doesn’t like the thought

⟢ 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗦𝗔𝗡

100% very open about it

down for anything and everything lemme tell u !

he doms imo, even if it’s not like mean!dom san x reader 10k words it’s just that he takes the reins and prefers to control things

definitely has a goal to have sex in every room of the house

begs u to come round so he can live his fantasy of being sucked off while playing league (aka the game of virgins) 💀💀

san is so open he’ll fr beg u to do stuff but he won’t overstep boundaries

the type to be like ‘can we do this [insert twitter link]’

he would prefer u to not have sex with other people but he won’t force u not to !

like seonghwa he’s up for sleepovers if he ends up at yours late at night

will literally show up to ur house with a sex toy in hand do not question him

it definitely started after a lot of sexual tension was built up and after a night out where you both were a little too tipsy and ended up in bed together

the day after he just straight up says he wants to be fwb

⟢ 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗜

um… idk how this happened either

mingi is so shy it was most likely you who brought it up

mingi gets nervous tbh and it ends up in either giggly sex or him getting to embarrassed it means u have to take the reins

very rarely if he’s pent up the dom side of mingi appears

mingi does not want word getting out at all he thinks he would pass out

he’s so cute about it tho!! the first official time you both meet up as fwb he has a little gift for you 😭😭

i feel like he’d end up catching feelings which is either good or bad depending on how you feel

tbh he’d probably cry if he found out you were still having sex with other people

yeah so… if ur fwb with mingi make sure he knows if ur 100% platonic or looking for something romantic in the future

⟢ 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗚

another one with no shame

the type to post a video do him dapping u up after sex so everyone knows what happened

wooyoung is also a freak and is down to be the dom or the sub

would literally just text u being like ‘can u suck my dick rq’ not even CARING that anyone could read it

the type to tell the teezers as soon as u two became casual

wooyoung would want to be as close to u as possible! a second san if u will - except he has sexual feelings towards u 💀

the type to be down to smash then when he gets there changes his mind and decides he wants to just hang out

⟢ 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢

dear jongho

very quiet about the ordeal

casual, not often and over as quick as it starts

not that he finishes fast but he’s not the type to stay around

obviously he’s gonna want u to be someone he’s close to but when he’s done with the hook up he’s OUT

i feel like he’s also not into kissing but he’s 100% into strength play

he’s bashful about it at times so i feel like he would very shyly ask u about it and as soon as u said yes his shyness dissipates

he doesn’t fuck without condoms sorry guys no stds here

[psychwxrdd]

₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ dark! donnie darko scenarios

warnings: 18+, dark! donnie hc, reader and him are both 18, light choking, possessive/ stalkish behaviour, perv! donnie, creepy, breeding, gaslighting

🎀 - lmk if i forgot anything. also just a quick reminder that this is only fiction for entertainment and about characters we love, i don't fw with ppl like that in real life! if you ever go through something like this, please know that you're not alone and there's so many people out there willing to help you! feel free to dm me too, don't hesitate to seek for anyone to help you

dark! donnie loves you a little too much. let's just say he wouldn't have a problem following you everywhere without your acknowledge, cause he didn't thought much of it. he was just making sure you were safe, he just wanted to protect his little princess.

dark! donnie who is also a perv! donnie, creepy to say the least. he was always watching you in class, every small thing you do, as if it was the most interesting, extraordinary thing in the world. he would always notice if you let something behind, like a pencil, a paper, a lip gloss...and he would take it home with him. making sure no one was around to see him feeling the scent of the paper you touched for several minutes. then things would only got more and more extreme, when you two started being close (naturally, of course, not as if he would force situations to make it happen) and he started going to your house.

dark! donnie who get a hard on just by being in your room. feeling your scent all over it, seeing so much of you, being so close to you. it was overwhelming, the boy couldn't help it. when you weren't around, he would steal your panties, those he would be using to jerk off later. it was so hot for him, wrapping your panties around his cock so slowly that he was throbbing, whimpering. he would absolutely lose his shit when he finally had the chance to fuck you, oh boy would he.

dark! donnie who has a bunch of pictures of you in a small box, that he would daily just stare at and feel his heart melt. it was like seeing a religious person praying to their gods. you were his god, his biggest source of hope, the wonder in the world, the one thing he could never live without.

dark! donnie who would gaslight you into pushing your friends away, cause they were all fake. but not him, he was a true friend. he always made sure to show you how amazing he was to you, always made sure to remind you no one else would ever do this for you, because his love was true and anyone else were just...superficial. you should only rely on him, should only hang out with him, should only see him.

dark! donnie who would threaten any of your possible love interests and blame it on frank. you would always feel sorry for him, never mad. it wasn't his fault, it was frank.

you would slowly become more and more submissive to him, and he was always very possessive towards you. always hugging you tightly, having his hands around your waist. and when you guys finally started dating, things would only get worse. now that you were officially his, he wouldn't give you time to breathe. he always softly forces you into sleeping at his house every week, only going out with him, and when you were at home, he would be constantly calling you to make sure you were fine and at home. your parents started to notice something was off about the boy.

"my good girl..." he almost whispered, while you were rolling your eyes in pleasure as he pounded you in a mind numbing speed. "mine. all fucking mine. say it"

you were too cock drunk to pay attention to anything he was saying, but the sudden grab in your jaw and neck made you aware. "come on princess, tell me you're mine" he grunted in your ear, breathing heavily and closing his eyes wide shut with how good you felt.

"yours...i'm yours, donnie" you cried, feeling so good it was almost making you pass out. he choked you slightly, and your walls squeezed him at the feeling.

"shit...do that again" he says out of breath, staring at you dead in the eyes now. "look at me, i'm gonna fucking cum inside that pretty pussy. you heard me?" you stare at him in disbelief, but can't really bring yourself to say anything. you wanted to push him, but it felt too damn good to stop. it was overwhelming, he already made you cum twice, this was too much. "gonna make sure everyone knows who you belong to...gonna be the prettiest mom in the world, huh? my girl...forever mine."

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

OK SO CONSIDER

you mentioned that stan would want to make a sex tape?? think about him finding your only fans and going crazy bc he thinks it’s so hot but doesn’t know how to bring it up to you/ask to be in it

also i love ur account so much 🙏🙏

aw thank you honey🍯♥! i can imagine you and stan are colleagues at your office job that you mostly do for community service but you get money from it so.. i have two ideas for this but i think this one makes more sense so i hope you like it my lovely.

The two of you manage to get somewhat close for the amount of differences you share; you didn't have much in common.

One night when Stan was really horny and couldn't get off. He'd been masturbating for a good half hour so he decided to try watching porn. Deciding to go on to only fans he started to browse and noticed there was an account that was live and had someone who looked oddly familiar on the cover.

He clicks on it to see your face, your naked body, and your voice that's talking to these pervs. But he couldn't help but drool over you. Watching your face as you play with yourself using a vibrator; how wet you were late at night.

No one would've taken you to be a slut like that, at least not Stan.

He'd watch you and masturbate to your image, feeling closer and closer to his release because "Oh you're so hot, fuck.." .

Once he'd finished, he'd send you 100 dollars and go to sleep.

The next day you'd wonder to yourself why Stan was avoiding even looking at you.

"Stan?" You're in the door frame, knocking on it since his door was already open.

"Uh.. yeah?" Stan doesn't look at you, in face he looks at anything else but you.

"I have these papers for you.." You hand them to him and he takes them. "Are you okay? Did I do something to make you, I don't know, mad at me maybe?"

And it was then that he looked at you and immediately felt his cock twitch in his jeans, all the blood flowing to it.

"No." He nods up at you before standing up. "No, I'm not mad at you, sweetheart."

You smirk, "Then why wouldn't you look at me until now?" You take his hand into yours, "I'd hope I wouldn't have upset you and not made up for it, Stan.."

"Yeah? Well, you already did make up for the nothing you did in the first place." Stan shrugs and walks off with the papers towards the copy room.

"What do you mean?" You ask, following him there and watching as he rolls up his button up's sleeves to reveal his slightly hairy and tan forearms.

He looks at you to see you watching him and smirks, looking back down to what he was doing. "I mean.. you never did anything to make me mad at you, but you helped me last night."

"With what?" You try to think to when you were with Stan last night but you weren't.

Stan chuckles, "34 minutes.. took me two when I found your face on that dirty old site." He whispers in a hoarse, though attractive voice and your face instantly grows red.

You giggle and make eye contact with him, "Dis you like it?"

"Uhuh." Stan nods. "Gotta question for you though, sweetheart."

"Uhuh?"

"Mind if I join you sometime in your little shows?"

[97keanu]

"ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐʸ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ

ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʷᵃʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ

ᵗᵒ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ"

Neo x goth! hacker!Reader

Premise: In our second chapter, reader finally meets who's been stealing all her clients, and to her dismay, he's actually really cute. That's going to make disliking him and working with him harder if she can't get her thoughts out of the gutter. Neo, on the other hand is battling his fetishes, playing peeping tom and having a little me time in the shower. Will you two be able to meet each other successfully and start an alliance, or was it doomed from the start?

Tags/CW: loser!neo, perv!neo, don't get me wrong he can still be suave, its just that his thoughts are utterly filthy for what he wants to do to you, obsessive!neo, prematrix/no matrix, y2k mall goth!reader, themes of loneliness, starts to get spicy, masturbation (neo), masturbating where you shouldn't(neo), looking into unknowing girls windows (also neo), age difference(23/35), mutual pining and hiding of said pining, mentions of aggressive oral, hair pulling, somewhat darkfic, dark topics and love likely to be discussed, dom!neo, switch!reader, brat!reader, and any other tags in the first chapter.

A/N: Neo is going to seem so much more confident and scary to reader upon first meeting, but I promise you underneath all that he's a total nerd who still hasn't had a girlfriend, though that does fuel his more aggressive and kinky nature, so still expect him to dom! In the bedroom.

First chapter here. Read part three here. AO3 link here

Words: 5.6k

Neo hates to admit it, but he left your picture up on his computer for the rest of the night. At first, your ghostly pixelated image made him feel strange, to say the least. Accompanying the fact that you were essentially proposing to watch over him, to make sure he didn't leave any back doors open when hacking, Neo began to sleep, images of you as his guardian Angel finding their way into his fleeting thoughts of restless sleep.  When he awoke late the next day, he was sweating once again. The hot Chicago summer was droning on, the early season when it's just deciding to heat up was long gone and replaced with humid, sweltering days. Neo could hardly stand it, and opted for a shower, his body sticking to his clothes as he took them off and tossed them on the bathroom floor.  As the cool water hit his body, he began to think of you again. He imaged your pretty little face, you had to be younger than him, that much was obvious. Your dark hair, pitch black as your clothes and makeup. Under the stream of the shower head, Neo found himself imagining you in ways he would feel guilty about afterwards. 

He imagines you, in the shower with him, your hands gently cascading down his body, coming to rest right before his hard cock. You look up at him, your makeup starting to fall from the water, and your lipstick leaving rings on his cock when you start sucking him off. Neo practically groans out from the thought, his hand keeping pace on his own cock while he imagines that it's your mouth inside, soft, wet, and warm. He can only imagine what it would be like for you to encompass his cock with your perfect, cute mouth. Fuck. He can barely keep himself from cumming right now, the idea is so sexy. 

What really gets him over the edge is imagining taking your hair in his hands and gripping it enough that you cry out, and when you do he's pumping his cock into your mouth harder than before. His muscles tense in the shower, even just the thought of being so aggressive with you igniting every muscle in his body. He continues to think of you choking in his cock, maybe even pulling you off for air, and you begging for more while your goth makeup is dripping down your cheeks. Oh God…He's going to cum.

Neo finishes in his shower, his husky groans escaping finally, and his back finding the cool tile of the shower wall for support.

"Fuck…" He whispers out to the lonely shower, a bit of clarity coming to him as he realizes with embarrassment just how lonely he has been. That along with this trance you've put him in leave him feeling totally guilty. He's just some 30 year old loser who has a kink of chicks in black makeup, he really should be able to control himself. Meeting you shouldn't have any ulterior motives of lust, but he can't hardly stop himself. 

He gets out of the shower and tries to wipe off shame with a fluffy white towel, frustrated that his body doesn't feel any less hot than before but it's not the summer heat that's getting to him anymore. No, it's you. And he has to be able to contain himself tonight when he meets you at the…what was it again? Some goth club from what he researched last night, no surprise there. 

God, Neo's afraid he won't be able to help himself from popping a boner when he finally sees you in person. If your profile picture has this much of a hold on him, then he's worried what will happen when he really gets to meet you. Maybe he'll get lucky, and it'll turn out you're actually a total catfish, and some other lonely loser like him. At least then he can laugh in your face and leave. Go back to his typical solitary existence. 

A part of him aches at the thought all the while. If it's not what you actually look like, the fact that he just jerked off to you is all the more shameful. And, as much as he doesn't wish to admit, he would be highly disappointed. 

Neo finishes up redressing, opening the window to his apartment to let some air in. He looks back out and sees the same little apartment he saw the last intriguing girl in. She's in there now, and from the looks of it, he thinks she's…trying on different clothes? He can barely see what she's wearing from here, but he can definitely tell when her body is bare of anything, becoming all one color besides a splash of dark hair. Just the idea of making out this unknowing neighbor's curves and ass has Neo hard again. He really is a pervert, huh? 

He can hardly tear his eyes away, and the only reason he isn't throwing his left hand into his pants again is he knows that he likely won't be able to finish after doing it again so soon. He's almost jealous that he didn't get to sit here, staring out his window at the unsuspecting woman, freely looking at her in such a vulnerable state, pleasuring himself. He has a secret hope that maybe some other time, he'll be able to. 

For now, he turns from the window and begins to psyche himself up for meeting you tonight.

✧✧✧

It's late, but it's the time you asked to see Neo. Everything works better under nights mask. You can imagine more. A fairytale can become real under the night sky if told to the right person. You hope you can actually get to work with this Neo guy. You know that your work has been so little lately. so this would really help you out. But you also know that you've dreamed of Neo all this morning, the image of his striking brown eyes drifting through your mind. The worst part was that some of those dreams were less than innocent in nature. The most vivid is seeing his eyes look up at you from between your thighs…

No, you don't need to think of that right now. He's late and could be escorted to your booth any minute. You currently sit in the red velvet lined booth, large dark curtains enclosing it, making it a safe zone for a meeting. You spent a chunk of the afternoon, worrying about what you would wear, dressing and undressing for well over an hour. You finally decided on a sleeveless dress, its top corseted, embellished with fancy black and purple lace. You chose a short black mini skirt to go along with it, and of course one of your favorite pairs of platform chunky heels. You fit in well with the rest of the club goers of Club Hel. You wonder how Neo will feel, seeing you are so much like his dirty little hidden porn folder. That shouldn't matter, this should be a business deal, but it does matter. Somehow, you know in your heart, and your occasionally aching pussy, that you want Neo to want you. It would be so satisfying to know that this nerdy hacker is thirsting after you. Plus it would be less embarrassing that you want him…

Just as you think he's not coming, black manicured nails playing with some drink named after 'bloody' this or that, the heavy curtain is pulled back. The familiar face of one of the usual workers dips in, nodding in another party member. 

It's him.

You're breath catches, and you're surprised. He has on a long, black trench coat. Black clothes underneath that you can't see very well. His hair looks darker, actually, it's gelled back you notice. He isn't someone who looks as goth as the rest of the patrons here, but he doesn't stand out either. You're really taken back by how sexy he is, not like the computer dork you thought he would turn out to be.

From the look on his face, he's surprised to see you too. You can see his dark eyes looking over your body, he even pauses on your breasts, which are accentuated by the low cut and tight corset. You can feel heat rising to you cheeks even though you curse yourself internally for it. You open your glossy. black lipsticked mouth to speak, but he beats you to it. 

"NightShade, I presume?" His voice is more masculine than you thought it would be. You're stunned for a second by him, , and realize how childish it makes you seem that you're just staring at him. You also realize you never told him your real name, so you begin to blabber it out, before he stops you. 

"We better stick to our code names. As you know, I go by Neo." He says and sits across from you at the booth. You feel stupid for blurting half of your real name out like that, and know he's right. It's dangerous to even be meeting in person like this. A tiny voice in your head is disappointed you couldn't be known by him as your true self. Not just an alter ego…

"You're right, I'm sorry. NightShade it is." You say with a nervous nod. Neo is so hard to read. Besides the initial surprise when he first walked in, he now seems as expressionless as a statue. Adding all the more allure to your already dirty mind about him. 

"Well, it's good to finally meet you." Neo responds, and for some reason, you get the oddest feeling from the way his eyes look at you. It's as if he's trying to communicate something wordlessly straight to your soul. You can't tell if it's want that fuels it, or something else, but from the way he looked over your body earlier, you wonder if he liked what he saw.  "You as well. Have you thought any more about what I had proposed?" You gently lift your cocktail to your lips, and softly sip the blood red liquid, your lipstick leaving an imprint of your lips. You wonder what your kisses would look like trailing up Neo's pale neck… "Yes, I have. And as much as it pains me to say it," Neo says with a chuckle, the way he talks and his age advantage over you seems like he's in much more control here than you are. Somehow the idea of him dominating this conversation turns you on, you glance at his large hands on the table, and wonder what those hands would look like on your body, especially around your pretty little throat. You're distracted from what he's saying, he says something stronger in tone and you snap back to those endless seas of black that are his eyes right now.  "I think it would be advantageous for us to work together. It's clearly not safe for me to continue to work alone if I can't keep my own ass covered. I'd like it if you could help with that." Despite Neo's words clearly asking for your help, you didn't feel as if you were the one with any power here. Somehow, you feel like the fly who's wandered into the spider's web. The question now is how far will you dip your little legs into it, dear fly? "I…would very much like that." You say, your voice feeling small, hoping you're heard over the loud club music downstairs. "I would like to split the profits however…"  You add the last part, taking some great confidence that you only seem to find when you're talking online. Neo laughs a little and you worry he is unimpressed by you worrying about money.  "That will be no issue, I don't mind paying you for your…services…" When he says that last word, those dark eyes trail over your body once more, and you can't help but wonder the implications of what he's saying. "I think we could really start to corner this part of town for black market information…" Something about Neo's attitude puts a chill up your spine, and a heat between your thighs. You can't help yourself, the thought of going back to your apartment after this, alone once more, is too much for you to bear. You want to be acquainted with Neo, the little voice in your head knows you've tossed the thought of something more around a few times in just this conversation. There's something dangerous about Neo, you can't tell what it is about him, but it makes you want to uncover it, find out what his code is hiding, so to say.  "I have to agree. How do you want to go about this? We can work mainly from our own stations, or…?" You begin, trying to drive your thoughts to stay on topic, work out the kinks of this budding relationship between you two.  "I think that will happen for some of the time, but I'm still going to need to give you physical copies of some of the files, and I don't trust much besides meeting up to exchange those hand to hand." Neo seems to have thought over this enough, he's also very cautious. His reserved, quiet, and dark demeanor is so hard for you to understand. If he was as cool as he seems right now, shouldn't he be able to handle himself? It's interesting to you that he needs help from someone ten years younger like you. 

"That…makes sense." You nod along. "Maybe a weekly coffee date is in store…?" You say nonchalantly, not realizing you've used the word 'date'. Neo's eyes light up with something, was that a hint of desperation? It's as if you've looked past this cool exterior of a mask he has on and glimpsed into the want that he's hiding. So it's not just you who feels this pull? "A date…?" Neo's voice has lost the suaveness from before, now husky with need. You wonder briefly when the last time he has a date was based on this. Is he really, secretly the computer nerd you envisioned him to be? His cold and calculated behavior is slipping.  "Why…?" Your voice comes out slyly, you can't help yourself. "Would you like that?"  You tease him, your brattiness coming out, your dark makeup giving you a more sinister glance his way.  "N-No…" He starts, clearing his throat and glancing away. There's the dork inside of him. "I mean, we should definitely have meetings, yes. I just don't want the wrong idea…" He says the last sentence softly, almost as if he doesn't want you to hear, or perhaps mention it. But you're suddenly in a mood, the little fly who likes to fight back.  "The wrong idea about what?" You lean over the table with a grin, your breasts pressing out of your top as you do so. Of course, Neo's eyes flash there and he is obviously kicking himself for it. "Has something transpired within you that I don't know about, Neo?"

You can't believe how bold you're being, but the way he's now clearly squirming from your questions makes you feel more in control at the moment.  "Nothing, but an interest in…" Neo drags his eyes away from your chest and continues. "In working together." You laugh a little, but back off.  "Alright, well. Why don't you inform me on what you're working on now?" You smile, eager to begin working with this fascinating man. You feel more alive than you have in a long time, your suffocating bedroom being much of your world lately. This is exciting, and the pull you feel for Neo is undeniable. You wonder if he feels the same. Maybe you could come up with something mutually beneficial, besides working together. "Well, currently I have some local gang members who want info from rivals who have been using an online chatroom to communicate." Neo seems relieved to get back to work talk, the stoic, quiet side of him settling back in.  "That's not very smart of the rival gang…" You mention, but nod for him to continue.  "It's not, no. But I think they have a resident coder because the chatrooms are locked up pretty tight. I wonder if any of them are secretly government…but who knows." Neo is being very kind to share this information, he must trust you enough right now to let you in, as well as coming to a commitment to your partnership. You almost bite your lip with glee over that revelation, but stop yourself. "Interesting, I should probably work alongside you to keep you covered then. If any of them are undercovers, we don't want them noticing us in the process." Neo seems impressed by your words.  "Exactly. You're uh, pretty good at this for your age." He comments, acknowledging your age differences with caution.  "Yeah, I've been doing this for a while, and was taught by some pretty good hackers…" You shrug, as if it's no big deal. You want to be mature for him, even though 23 is plenty old, you feel quite immature half the time, hence your bratty behavior. Neo seems a bit skeptical. "Sure…well. I hope you can do a good job of watching over me while I do the rest of the hacking. I've never had a…I don't know what to call it, an assistant?" He says trying to find the right word for you.  "Hey! I am not going to be your assistant!" You reject the notion, a bit childish of you despite your previous worry of maturity.  "Alright, alright…" Neo chuckles, raising those big hands in defeat. "What should I say instead? Colleague? Partner? Guardian Angel who looks after me?"  He jokes about the last one, but something inside you kind of likes the ring of that. You laugh along with him, you two are getting comfortable, and you notice he's leaned over the table towards you as well.  "We'll work on that one…" You say, looking into his eyes, his eyes searching yours just the same. The flash of the idea of closing the foot of space between you two and trying those soft looking lips floats by in your mind. You can just imagine what he would look like when you're done, his lips smudged with your lipstick. You can't help but want to mark your territory.  The two of you continue to discuss the details, both of you surprising the other with how much tech knowledge you both possess. Somehow, you feel as if he just gets you, it's so strange. You have felt so lonely this summer, it feels as if a fire has been ignited in you, bringing you back to life, your body buzzing. You don't know if it's the liquor you've had, which hasn't been that much really, but you feel like you could get addicted to Neo's energy. He's just so interesting.  When he asks to walk you home, you don't even think twice.  ✧✧✧

The night has brought rain while the two of you were in Club Hel, and Neo's mind is racing. He's absolutely obsessed with you. He couldn't take his eyes off you all night, even though he tried to act aloof and maybe even use his maturity to seem as if he has control over the situation. But the truth is, you could have him wrapped around your finger in no time.  Neo's aware of this, but the lonely loser inside him is so desperate for this connection. He feels as if he needs you. If he loses you, scares you off, that would crush him at this point. If he thought he was in trouble just from seeing your picture, coming in and seeing your real life form has absolutely blown his mind. He has no idea how he scored talking to someone as sexy as you, but knows he can't screw up and show you how much of a nerdy perv he actually is. He's so glad the table hid how hard he was for you, and when you two stand up so he can show you home when you're all done, he keeps his trench coat closed tight.  He quickly helps you into a cab, the rain just beginning, but by the time you're both inside the hot backseat of the cab, you're drenched. God, he can't believe how gorgeous you look with your black hair soaking wet, he watches the city lights glint off your now slippery breasts. He really can't believe you wore something so promiscuous to your first meeting with him.  He wonders if you want him as much as he wants you, but he almost can't let himself believe it. He wouldn't be able to live from another let down like that. He is pretty old to still be a virgin, one of his biggest secrets, and the fact that he's barely talked to girls, let alone never really had a girlfriend doesn't help. He's always felt like such a freak, and the stuff he's into, hobbies like hacking, kinks, or otherwise, have never been something women have been interested in.  But you? Here you are, this gothic beauty who has the same passion as him. It's too good to be true. He can barely speak to you. He's so wrapped up in his own thoughts and nervous in the cab.  He wishes this were a real date, that taking you home meant he got to follow behind you. His thoughts tumble into going into your bedroom with you, pinning you to the bed, and him finally having his way with you. He's been picturing it all night. He wants you to moan out his name, tell him how much you want him, and take as much of his cock as physically possible.  God, he can't even hardly look at you right now his thoughts are so dirty.  "She probably thinks I'm such a huge freak I can't believe I haven't run her off yet." He finds himself thinking.  Neo wishes he could find a balance between this desperate horniess he feels for you, and being a normal man who has very good intentions with you. He can't help it, he's already lost to the thought of you tied up and willing. He can just picture his hands moving all over your body, tightening the rope where need be. He bets you even want the rope to be black. "We're almost here…" Your angelic voice whispers to him. He's snapped out of his daydream, and he realizes the two of you are super close to his apartment. For a moment he worries he gave the driver the wrong address, but no, there you are, stepping out and leading him to your apartment.  Neo lets you take his hand, and run through the rain towards your apartment building. It's as if an electrical current is running between where you two meet, hands touching skin to skin, a need so bad that Neo wonders if he can control himself. The urge to pull you to him and smash his lips against yours, uncaring from the rain, is strong enough he has to stop himself. When you two finally get inside the building, you're shivering, your little bit of clothing soaked and not offering much heat.  "Here…" Neo says, taking his trench coat off, the leather allowing most of the water to glide off, the inside dry and warm. 

"Oh! Thank you…" Your soft voice says, and Neo feels so good to be able to help you like this. When you turn to go up the stairs, Neo adjusts hIs cock in his pants, now that the trench coats gone, he doesn't want you to see his hardness. He hopes you don't notice.  The two of you walk up the stairs to your apartment, and Neo is almost angry with you that he can see up your skirt, spotting red lacy panties on your ample ass. Fuck. He has to keep it together, but it's so hard to keep his brain from fogging over with lustful thoughts of you. You two haven't even discussed anything romantic, he can't be acting like this, besides how much younger you are, you probably aren't interested, and, and…

Neo doesn't even notice you two are at your apartment before you're opening the door and turning to him. He feels entirely caught off guard by your big, innocent eyes looking up at him. 

"Well, would you like to come in and dry off? I have a spare umbrella you can use when you go…?" The way you're speaking and looking at him right now, he could just grab you and push you inside, taking as much of your flesh in his mouth as possible. Besides the fact, that there's no fucking way you really invited him in.

"I-Yeah…I would like that." Neo finds his voice. It would be nice, his hair is soaking wet, now dark and in his face, the gel no longer keeping it as slicked back as he would like. He doesn't like feeling so disheveled, so out of control. "Good, come in. You can sit on the couch…" You say to him, pointing out the couch and bouncing off the the bathroom to get a towel. 

Neo sits as told, and takes in your apartment. It's small, has more rooms than his however, and the decor matches your style, a bit toned down in the living room and kitchen, but has he leans he can see into your bedroom from the couch.  He leans a bit more, and realizes he can see something else too. His cock aches when he notices that he's looking into the bathroom, the door isn't shut fully and he can see your form moving about in there. It looks like you are taking care of yourself first, stripping down from the skimpy goth outfit you had on.  Neo clutches the side of the couch, his breath stuck in his chest as he sees those lacey red panties, and now gets a glimpse of the matching bra as well. He wonders if you put those on on purpose tonight, or if that's how you always dress. 

Soon, he knows he absolutely should look away as your back is now bare, your bra slipping down your shoulders, from this angle not revealing anything quite yet. Neo can't help himself, his hand is pressed to his cock over his pants, just tiny bits of well placed pressure exciting him even more. He knows he can't look, this isn't right, he isn't supposed to see this, but god, he could cum in his pants right now if he keeps staring.  You continue to undress, your bare ass now facing Neo, your panties on the floor of the bathroom, you seem to semi kick them towards a pile of clothes. Neo is totally entranced by you, rubbing on himself more and more, getting off on the fact that he shouldn't be looking, the forbidden intrigue becoming an obsession for him. He's so fucked. He jumps when you begin to turn, and scrambles when you come out of the bathroom and into your bedroom naked. He moves back to his original position on the couch like his life depends on it, his heart beating hard. He tries to adjust to seem nonchalant when you come out, this time sporting a Bauhaus band T-shirt that's way too big for you, along with a pair of black sporty shorts. He isn't sure if this is hotter than seeing you naked to be honest, your hair is still wet, and your make up has been washed off. He feels as if he should only see this version of you if you only allowed him to be that intimate with you.  You toss him a towel and point into the bedroom.  "The bathrooms in there if you need to use it." You say with a smile, coming to sit on the couch yourself now. Neo nods and quickly stands, trying to hide his hot and hard cock. This might be his chance to help himself out, though the guilt of that is already starting as he thinks it.  He goes to the bathroom, and makes sure the door is shut. He can't let you see this. His pants are down before he do anything else. His cock is freed, and the night air sticks to it. Fuck, he's so hard for you.  Neo is stroking himself off in your tiny little bathroom, trying to cover his mouth from heavy breathing. He's so scared you'll hear him or he'll take too much time and be suspicious. Honestly the nerves are making it hard to get off, then he sees something laying on the floor and groans.  He snatches your discarded red panties, not even questioning the morals of pressing them against his face and getting a smell of you. God, you smell so fucking sweet and musky, Neo could scream. He imagines fucking you like no other right now. He wants you against this bathroom counter, looking at your own reflection, watching yourself desperately need his cock. 

He thinks about tying your hands behind your back, and pressing your face into the counter as he gets forceful with your tiny body. He's so much bigger than you by comparison, height alone gives him all the advantage he needs over keeping you in place and fuckable. He would easily be able to get what he wants from you.  The smell of your pussy on these panties Is making his head spin, he keeps using his hand, harder and harder, getting to climax thinking about shooting off a load inside of you. He aims for your sink as he finishes, his disgusting actions leaving a mess there. Once again, fuck… Neo has to just lean against the wall for a moment can catch his breath. This is the second time he's jerked off to thinking of you, he's such a loser. He briefly wonders if he made a mistake, if he goes back out there and by some miracle you actually brought him up here to fuck him, did he just both metaphorically and physically blow it? No, there's no way. Neo shamefully cleans up after himself. He even makes sure to rinse his hands and the sink with soap, it wouldn't be fair to leave any evidence.  As he finishes up, and actually starts to dry himself off like he was supposed to, he sees the panties where he had set them next to the sink. He doesn't have time to think twice, he has been in here too long, so he swipes them and puts them into his pants pocket as deep as they can go. He hopes you don't notice, my god, does he hope. He composes himself, then finds the confidence to stride back out there and look at you after what he's done.  You're lounging on the couch, flipping through channels on a tiny CRTV. You stop on a late night black and white horror movie. As Neo comes back out, he thinks he sees Bella Lugosi coming for his female victim, and he can't help but chuckle. 

"I didn't know you liked the classics." Neo says, your attention turning to him. If he just focuses on teasing you, then maybe he won't have to think about what he just did.  "Of course, Dracula is the best." You say with a smirk, as if he's the dumb one for suggesting anything else. "He's just so powerful and mysterious…"  "Powerful and mysterious, huh?" Neo responds, still standing by the couch, unsure if he's invited to join you.  "Why don't you come sit and see? It's still raining down pretty hard, maybe you should stay until it lets up…?" Neo can't believe his luck, but now he is really worried he came too soon in the bathroom. He slowly sits down next to you.  "Alright, I'll stay for a bit," Neo tries to sound like this isn't his wildest dream right now.  The two of you continue to watch the movie as the rain gets worse outside. And somewhere between that and now, Neo realizes he may have just had that date with you anyways. His typically heavy heart feels like skyrocketing when at some point you move and lay your head into his shoulder.  The small movement shouldn't have him this flustered, but it does. The rain makes whatever perfume you're wearing smell so much better, it smells like vanilla, musk, and fresh cotton mixed with the earthy scent of rain. Neo takes a deep inhale and hopes you don't notice. 

There's something about how good your body heat feels that makes Neo's heart swell. The connection you two have is just so strong for him. He feels as if he's been so alone for so long that something as simple as you putting your head on his shoulder is almost too much. He wants this so bad, he can't believe how far he's gotten into his own isolation that he feels this way from something so simple.

He almost wishes he could be at home, with his computers. Not in anyways that takes you for granted, no, of course not that. Just in the sense that computers aren't warm like you, they listen to him, he builds the code and they do what he says. With you, he has no idea what you're thinking right now. In fact, he has no clue as to why you're allowing any of this. It makes him so nervous just to think about what might be going on in your head right now.

Neo will take what you give him in any capacity however, even if it drives him nuts that your into him. Eventually, the night wanes on, the storm still gently raging and the movie playing out. Somewhere amongst all of that, Neo finds his eyelids getting heavier. His body relaxes as you snuggle closer, and he can tell you are close to sleeping too. He feels like he absolutely should not fall asleep, this is so strange to him, he has never felt this sort of intimacy before. But he somehow feels so safe right now to do so, and it's not like he really has the willpower to deny you.  He lets you snuggle half into his lap, and finds himself falling into a peaceful, dreamless sleep… ✧✧✧

[cinnamonest]

I'm now into the 5th season of hxh. As soon as I finish this series I will actually make a proper post but in the meantime I want to shout into the void how I feel about some of these bastards. Yes I was too lazy to turn off subtitles before taking hulu screenshots. I've been cutting into my sleep hours to watch this since the past week since I keep having to work overtime so this might be incoherent and delirious idk. I'm not entirely sure I'm awake right now. This might be a dream. Anyway

Hisoka was the only character I was familiar with by name prior to watching and like. I always assumed the pervert schtick was like a one-time line/single scene that people just took and ran with it. I was incorrect

I know full well this man would most likely kill me but like. I think I'd be okay with it. I think it would be a good way to go and I would probably accept it. I'd thank him even. I'd ask him to step on me while he does it. Or maybe I'm right at the threshold where I'm so pathetic I'm genuinely not worth killing which I think I'd also be okay with as long as I can still get knocked to the ground and have him step on my neck. Please sir

Also a large portion of me watching this, up until this past week, has been while I'm at home bc I've been home a lot recently and I often have a parallel play thing going on with my mother where in the evenings I'll watch something or play games while she browses facebook or reads her Bible/Christian books and she'll like pay half-attention and make comments every few minutes on anything I watch. In true parent fashion she's managed to be there for like every scene of random naked shots or weird moaning and says nothing, but once just looked up, made a face of deep discomfort and went back to highlighting her Bible. I think about this a lot. I'm sorry mom

I'm very weak to comic relief men actually and I have a triple weakness to token perv characters and furthermore my ovaries were created as such that men who are incredibly intelligent while also being astoundingly dumb are my kryptonite so my boy, be he as he may, dare I admit, does things to me. I think if you pulled the typical tease line where you say something about having a problem and needing a doctor to inspect you or just flash him he might die on the spot and that is very endearing to me. One could torment this man with the slightest of skin or sensuality it would be very easy. I appreciate you leorio

I want to protect Killua but like does he need it really. Like the "oh poor baby I want to hold him and squeeze him and never let anything harm him" urge is there because of my blatant maternal complexes but at the same time I know full well he does not need protecting and would realistically be the one protecting anyone else but like the urge is still there. I don't care. I WILL find something to protect him from and I WILL do it

Also very tsun. I can sense it. I know I'm dumb and weak and I would get snarky comments about it but that's okay. I would let the middle school aged boy bully me. I'd be okay with that

I think Illumi looks kind of like an insect. However he also terrifies me a little bit but I don't think that would particularly bother him. I think I could tell him both that he terrifies me and that he looks like a bug and he would have an entirely neutral response. Would probably just ask what kind of bug but may be disappointed if I name a non-cool bug. I'd probably say a grasshopper. I don't know how he would feel about that

I think what would be infuriating to me most is it is difficult to get much of a reaction out of this dude. Like you can be a total nightmare to have as a captive and the most you'll get is a :/ response. In attitude at least, like he'd probably still snap my wrist if deemed appropriate but would do it with just a mildly exasperated face/voice. I would try so hard to get a strong reaction and would never get it and that infuriates me. What right do you have to infuriate me like this bug man. Stop staring at me with them big ol eyes

I think if this man were to be living a normal life and not running with criminals he would wear socks with sandals on a daily basis. Like those thick white halfway up the calves socks and tan buckled sandals worn exclusively by boomer middle aged dads. And it's not the only trait he would share with middle aged men either I think he would care deeply about the quality of his lawn and mispronounce foreign things in a way that is borderline creative for how wrong it is. I think he just is a middle aged boomer dad trapped in a younger man's body. Release this man into a Home Depot and he will immediately adapt to his natural habitat

I am terrified of this man because due to who I am as a person I immediately evaluate all male specimens on what I think sex with them would be like, and cannot imagine a scenario involving this man where I come out of it without actual internal damage. Like you know how people joke about "rearranging your guts/insides" well this would be that but like actually genuinely. I think intercourse with this tank of a man would automatically necessitate medical attention. However do not mistake my horror for hesitancy because organ rupture is a price I will willingly pay for the experience of a realistic simulation of what I imagine it feels like to be a sick gazelle that falls behind the rest of the herd only to start hearing suspenseful nature documentary music

I cannot look at this man without my blood pressure immediately rising. I have never been simultaneously so strongly attracted to yet have such a strong desire to strangle someone. I think the worst part of this is that he would somewhat let me attempt to strangle him but would find it endearing and would start going on an analysis of my personhood and I will be real with you all that would peak my fury and I would become violent. And blah blah "understanding myself" hey man can you maybe not mass murder and go on your journey of self discovery by doing drugs or taking a road trip or something like a normal person in their quarter life crisis. Is that so hard.

As my fingers type these words I can feel my heart rate increasing and I am filled with immense fury and arousal at the same time. Why are you attractive? What is wrong with me? I hate it and I hate myself for it. I have to unironically take a break from typing to take a deep breath. I have to move on because I'm getting heart palpitations

Shalnark seems underappreciated. I love him so much but he also terrifies me in a way none of the others do. Like sure being blatantly cruel or loud or huge like some of the others is one thing but he's too cheery. It scares me on a visceral level. Sir why are you smiling like that. I do not trust it. Or rather realistically I know I WOULD trust it if I met this man as a stranger because I'm very gullible and that would not end well for me. This boy would probably be like one of the absolute worst people to end up stuck with once you get into it but that is very well hidden from the surface and I do not like that. I know I'm naive as all hell and I would fall for the same tricks over and over and I just know that would be used against me

On the bright side though this does mean he would actually fit the classic, original yandere trope since originally yanderes are supposed to be super sweet and cheery externally, so there's that

My skrungly. My tiny son. Y'all do not understand my predicament because I have a NEED to squish his face in my hands, I have an unbearable urge to pat his head and ruffle his hair, it is a literal physical intrinsic need like food and water and I need this but like at what cost. Is the price one I am willing to pay. The answer is probably yes actually. What are a few broken fingers for a moment of pure bliss. Likewise even if by a mere 2 centimeters I am taller than this man and that brings me great satisfaction. I hold great power in my hands. I would be sure to bring this matter up on a daily basis at great risk to my well-being

Baby boy you are the warmth of my soul and the love of my life and the brightest star in my night sky which is really saying something because you have about as much positive energy as a funeral. Regardless. Baby boy. Baby

I want Kurapika to know I love him. If Kurapika has 100000000 fans I'm one of them. I'm Kurapika has 10 fans I'm one of them. If Kurapika has 0 fans I am dead. If I were a shounen anime protagonist that just got the shit beaten out of me and I'm crumpled on the ground on the verge of unconsciousness and/or death I would have flashbacks and imagery of Kurapika go through my head and then I'd get a sudden burst of willpower and energy to miraculously get back up and kill the villain in a single blow. If I'm having a bad day and a singular thought of Kurapika passes through my mind it becomes a good day. Knowing Kurapika is a spiritual experience for me. I have a small orgasm every time my eyes are graced with Kurapika's visage. I think about Kurapika at minimum 127 times daily and if I fail to do this I will die instantly. I would protect Kurapika with my life. And by God I would gladly volunteer myself for clan rebuilding. Sir if you ever want to spread your bloodline I am right here. I will leap at the chance to spend the rest of my life as your personal incubator. I feel like he'd be paranoid and overprotective and lock me in the same house forever but you know what? I'm fine with that. Walking through our house at night will be like a semi-obscure 2000s Japanese horror rpg because every step you take there's a set of big red eyes staring at you but instead of weird Japanese demons its just pouty tiny kurtas. I am in physical pain because the most screen time he's had in ages is a phone call. Where is my boy. What have they done with my boy. If he does not return soon I will become violent

[soccerwag]

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : you an håland were going out on a little date since it’s his day off from training. You kept checking in on him just to see what outfit he was going to pick. You thought it would be cute to match not only because you liked cheesy relationships things but also because this is going to be your first time going out in public together and you wanted to watch for any pictures paparazzi would take.

WARNINGS: none just fluff 🌸

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“Good morning love.” I heard Haaland’s raspy say to me as I shuffled around in bed starting to wake up.

“Good morning handsome, why are you awake already, I normally wake up before you.” I asked kinda of confused and still half asleep.

“Well I thought we’d go on our first public date today and I was looking for good places to go. I want it to be an enjoyable experience.” He explained. I would enjoy any date he took me on, just being around him makes me happy. I do appreciate this surprise date though, I found it cute.

“I’m going to get ready would you like to join me in the shower my love?” He said looking at me with adoring eyes. God I loved those eyes. I loved them from the first day I look right into them. I find them so mesmerizing.

“Sure.” Was all I said. I was still super tired, me and erling went to bed late last night. I had went to watch his game and him and his team won which lead to an after party.

Me and him got up from bed. I got up wiping the sleep from my eyes and followed him into the bathroom. I loved showering with him, not for sexual reasons but because it’s just intimate time I get to spend with him.

We strip from our pajamas and enter the shower after the water warmed up. He stood in front and I wrapped my arms around his waist and payed my head on his back. He was so warm and I found comfort in it.

He turned around and wrapped his arms around me. He gave me a kiss on the forehead before grabbing the shampoo from behind me. Once he had successfully opened the bottle he squirt some shampoo on his hand and began to massage the shampoo into my scalp. God did it feel amazing.

I hummed in satisfaction. He always did this when we showered together. He knew how much I enjoyed it and I loved him even more for how much he does to make me happy. Once he had done washing my hair I did the same for him. It’s kind of like a tradition we had. Although he did have to bend down a little so I could reach his head.

We finished washing ourselves and haaland got out first. I let the hot water run down on my body for a little longer. Relaxing my muscles. While finishing up my shower I thought of a great idea. I was going to match him.

I got out of the shower and dried off. I peeked through our bathroom door into our shared bedroom to get a glimpse of what he was wearing.

He had put on a simple white t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. Damn did he look good in them too. I sneakily ran up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist once more.

“You look good in that outfit.” I complimented him. He chuckled a little before turning around to face me.

“You look good in that too.” He looked you up and down. I looked down and realized I was still in a towel. I playful slapped his chest and laughed.

“You perv.” I said before walking to my side of the closet.

As he was finished getting ready I pulled out a white crop top and a black skirt. I quickly put in on before he can back in our bedroom.

“Well, we’ll, well, what do we have here.” I heard him say from behind me as I was doing my makeup.

“We have your girlfriend.” I say playfully.

I could see him smile through the mirror, he gave me a kiss on the forehead before putting on his shoes.

“I’ll meet you in the car beautiful, come out when you’re ready.” He said before grabbing the car keys and heading out.

I loved him, I adored him and he just made me the happiest.

I finish up my makeup and head out with him.

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The date was a success. He took me to a really nice cafe and besides a few fans noticing us we had a very peaceful date together. I give his fans props for being so respectful too.

When we got home our phones were immediately blown up. I took my phone out to see what it was and I saw tons of news reports about me and him out. I knew this would happen and that’s another reason I wanted to match.

“Håland and mysterious girl out matching, cute, but who is said mysterious girl?”

That was all the news reports said.

“I see why you matched me today.” Haaland said while laying his chin on my shoulder.

“Cute but sneaky.”