#chrollo oneshot

[ghxstic]

⸝⸝ — SLEEPY? DON'T WORRY, I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU.

⸝⸝ A/N :: requested by a lovely mutual of mine that i love sm ! !

⸝⸝ SYNOPSIS :: you should've listen to chrollo, you should've given him what he wanted, maybe if you complied before he wouldn't have go take this course of action.

⸝⸝ TW :: non-con, somnophilia, drugging, breeding, non-consensual touching, mean! chrollo, etc etc.

⸝⸝ TAGLIST :: @devmimi @luvbladez @fatenpara @zannivrs

the criminal stood by the side of your bed, his hands hidden in the pockets of his large leather jacket. the room was dark, the only light that came through was the light that peeked through under the door. you were dead asleep, it was a pretty sight, a normal person would assume that you had been terribly tired, maybe a hard day at work that left you drained. but chrollo knew the truth.

you weren't sleeping by your own will, he was the one that laced your drink after all, giving you a heavy dose of a sleeping powder, now he had you all to himself just as he intended.

chrollo watched you, a small smile on his lips, oh what a beautiful treasure. 

he slipped onto the bed with you, the mattress making a slight creak as his weight was added, he made sure to remove his jacket, too, letting it fall on the ground. now, he rested shirtless beside you, his gaze still focused on you, admiring you and your beauty. one large palm moved to your face, his fingers gently moving some hair away from your face. he hummed, your face looked so soft, so peaceful, oh if you knew what he had planned. 

"it's upsetting how difficult you are, i wouldn't be needing to do this." chrollo noted, he pushed the blanket off your unconscious body, his eyes taking in your position, you were on your side, he gently pushed you on your back.

chrollo was a bad guy. he was a criminal, a thief, a murderer, a horrible human being. he has done countless horrid acts without an ounce of guilt or despair, yet when it comes to you, it's different. you've made him feel new, different, his chest ached for you, yet you refused his advances without regret or care, how cruel could you be? but chrollo isn't the one to back down, he doesn't take no for an answer, if he wants something, he will take it. 

you were no exception. 

his muscular body towered over yours, both of his hands resting beside you, holding himself up with no issue. he wished he didn't have to do it like this, truly, he wished for you to be awake, to be the one moaning his name, not to be unconscious. 

he straddled your hips, his hands pushing your shirt up, slowly exposing your skin, your breasts were exposed now, the coolness of the room making your nipples perk, chrollo's hands enveloped your chest, fondling them, his fingers gently rubbing your nipples. how perverted, but you wouldn't expect any less from a twisted man like him.

his hands then slipped past your abdomen to your pants, his fingers hooked on the waistline before they got tugged off. 

He discarded your pants as well as your underwear with ease, now fully bare, you just laid there, breathing softly, unaware of chrollo's mistreatments. 

chrollo took a hold of your legs, gently spreading them apart so he could rest in between them, his gaze fell on your cunt. the sight making electricity shoot down to his groin. 

his fingers slipped between your folds, fingertips spreading them apart, he hummed in admiration before leaning down, his face now being closer to your cunt, chrollo pressed the flat of his tongue by your hole, then he licked up your cunt slowly, savoring your taste. once his tongue reached your clit he made sure to spit on your cunt after giving your clit a few sucks and licks. 

your body had tensed slightly at the feeling, but other than that you remained unconscious. 

chrollo straightened his back, his hands working to unbutton his pants, a growing bulge was obviously present. chrollo slipped his pants down, kicking them off with ease. in his calloused hand, he gripped his thick shaft, gently jerking his cock off. letting it fully harden in his hand. he squeezed his shaft, letting his thumb press on the tip, pre-cum coating the head. in a swift movement, he spat on his cock, coating his shaft with his saliva, once his skin was slick with saliva to fill in as makeshift lube, chrollo didn't take too long to press the tip of his cock on your hole. 

he aligned himself nicely, his gaze moved to your face, still perfectly unconscious with that soft look on your pretty face. it was nice being on top of you and not having you sobbing for once. though, you did look pretty when you cried. 

chrollo pushed his hips in, his cock stretched out your walls, a shudder left his lips as your walls wrapped around him, so tight, so suffocating. he pressed his body against yours, bathing in your warmth, his face nuzzled against the crook of your neck, kissing your skin, he didn't care about marking you. his mouth sucked on your soft skin, making sure to leave deep purple bruises on your skin.

his hands held your hips, slowly caressing your body up and down. 

chrollo moved his hips back before pushing back down, a repeated motion, over and over. 

at first he tried to keep his speed normal, not too slow, but not too fast either. a little voice in the back of his head telling that if he went too rough on your fragile body you'd wake up and throw a fit. something he didn't want to deal with. 

but, that little voice in the back of his head was quick to disappear, the clench of your walls made his need grow, your pretty pussy milking his cock, your own slick coating his cock nicely. as his thrusts got harder, small whimpers and sighs left your lips, they were soft, but hearing them made chrollo groan. he pulled back from your neck, pleased with the multiple noises that slipped past your lips. 

look at you, enjoying how his cock abused your cunt, seems like all those times you cried and sobbed, trying to push him off were all just a lie. how cute. 

he didn't know his little treasure was just a whore in disguise. 

you weren't the only one making noise, occasional groans slipped past chrollo's lips. your cunt was too good, it was like a drug, conscious or not. 

the clutches and flutters of your walls made his cock twitch, his balls aching to cum, the primal urge to breed you, not in a familiar sense, but in a possession sense, he wanted to mark you in every single sense. the greed to have you all to himself being prominent here. 

his eyes shut, his hands gripping the bedsheets to stay up, his hips starting to move sloppily, needy to cum, his balls feeling heavy. he doesn't remember the last time he got his way with you like this, maybe if you would've been more lenient and grateful he wouldn't have spiked your drink. he has been holding himself back from fucking you like this so you would warm up to him, but seeing how did you didn't change, neither did he. 

but what he didn't expect was your body to tense and your walls to clamp around him as your slick coated his cock. a small mewl left your lips, your hips gently rolling up against him. did you just cum? holy shit. yes you did. 

the way your walls fluttered around him as your body relaxed from your climax made him go mad. 

chrollo's hips kept slamming down against yours, over and over, sloppy and messy. his balls slapping against your skin, his climax was so close it was painful, but after a few more needy thrusts he came, hard. 

a husky groan left his lips, as well as a string of small curses, his cock emptying inside you, leaving you a stuffed and nicely bred. 

after his thick cum coated your walls, he slid out, savoring the last of your walls before he was fully out. his cock softening nicely. 

chrollo didn't care to clean you up, he wanted for you to wake up all sticky, he didn't care about the distress it could cause, besides, you came on his cock so nicely, he wanted to keep you messy as memorabilia. 

standing up, the criminal just walked to the restroom, going to clean himself up, while leaving you there bare and cold. 

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[hisokakissmeplz]

Pissing Them Off

adulttrio x gn reader

Chrollo

You were lying in bed waiting patiently for Chrollo to come to bed, or at least you were almost an hour ago. Now you were sitting up right and about to go fight for his attention against whatever had stolen it away.

You make your way into the other room and find Chrollo sitting there, cross legged, peacefully reading. You lean on the door frame and wait for him to notice you. Nothing.

That when you decide to piss him off. You know exactly what to say to him too. Hisoka's surprising resurrection after their fated fight was still fresh on Chrollo's mind and you could see the way he winced anytime someone mentioned it.

Taking a seat on the couch next to him, you curl up and make yourself comfortable. Taking a deep breath you start.

"So Chrollo, Hisoka's back from the dead, yeah?"

His face flashes of serious discomfort at the subject but he continued to ignore you, not giving you what you wanted.

"He's kinda like Jesus Christ, huh? I bet you don't have a power like that in your book, do ya?"

He glared at you and set the book down.

"Angel, why must you torture me?"

You smirk and lay your head back on the sofa, finally having his attention.

"Because you torture me when you ignore me like that."

A soft smile spread across his lips as he leaned in and wrapped his arms around you. He could never be mad at you.

Hisoka

Rain pattered down on the windows as you sat there, silently watching him build his card house, for the second time. The first one you had kicked down 'accidently' right before he put on the last two cards.

You two had been pettily arguing all day. Hisoka loved to argue, more specifically get a rise out of you. He loved your reactions.

You sat there, watching him build as you thought of the next way you were going to piss him off.

"Hey baby?"

He ignored you. Continuing to build as if you hadn't said anything. Nevertheless you continued.

"You know how when you're fighting and before you use your nen you call out 'bungee gum'?"

You purposely mocked him as you said the words.

"Yeah?"

He didn't look up.

"What if right before you nut, you yelled out 'bungee cum'?"

He looked up this time.

Actually he stared for a good solid minute.

"Bunny, why?"

He took your intimate moments quite seriously so the fact you had even thought of that irked him, plus you were mocking him.

"I don't know I was just thinking."

You shrugged innocently. He stood up from his cards and walked over to you. Leaning down, he planted a soft kiss on your lips.

"What am I ever to do with you, bunny?"

You were surprised that night when he actually did yell out 'Bungee cum'. Nevertheless you had his attention and after all, what more did you need than that?

Illumi

It wasn't fair. Illumi has been so busy with his missions lately, he had barely even noticed you. Finally, you hear the awaited sound of the front door being unlocked and him coming in.

You practically tripped coming down the stairs excited to see him. He sat, not even paying attention to your form racing down the steps.

Tonight you weren't going to take it anymore.

"I bet Hisoka or Chrollo would be happy to see me after work."

You said walking into the kitchen nonchalantly.

You could see the way he tensed up but still, he refused to pay you any mind. Not wanting to reward your bratty behavior.

"Maybe I should call them, Hisoka did say I could call him if I needed anything."

You knew Hisoka was just being a flirt when he said that and trying to get a rise out of Illumi, but it did always work. He stood up, slowly making his way over to you.

"You don't really want to do that, darling."

He took your chin in between his thumb and index finger, forcing you to look at him. You'd come this far, no backing down now.

"Maybe I do, I bet he'd give me his full attention."

Illumi winced at your words.

"Is that what you want?"

He leaned in further to you, placing his other hand on the small of your back.

"I suppose I can manage that, if you stop acting like such a brat."

You smile at him and watched as the faintest hint of one creeped onto his face.

He leaned down and kissed you softly, a long awaited kiss.

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[chrollohearttags]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫: 𝐡𝐱𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏/𝟑)

extra incentive • c. lucifer

synopsis: your study buddy has always been the laid back type, never really showing interest in anything other than books…that is until the two of you decide to relieve some stress before an upcoming exam.

“You know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

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content warning: modern/college au, black fem reader, fingering, hair pulling, corruption (ish) kink unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), riding, squirting, choking, nerd!Chrollo, talk of sex/inexperience

word count: 3.8K

this is the first installment to a three part commission from @annie-franny. Thank you so much for your support and entrusting me with this piece! HunterxHunter is my all time favorite show and I’m happy to be writing for some of my favorite characters. Hope you enjoy, love! 💕

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faint raindrops rang outside the windowpane of the fourth floor dormitory..co-ed and co-opted by bright eyed, eager attendees of Yorknew State College. A learning facility of the highest caliber; regarded in the ranks of Cambridge and Oxford in terms of intelligence. Among those in the top bracket of brilliant minds were none other than Chrollo Lucifer. A prodigal genius who came from very humble beginnings and managed to secure a full ride scholarship to the school due to his exceptional educational achievements. Including two award winning literary dissertations on inequality and disproportionate educational opportunities in lower income neighborhoods. A life he knew all too well. Doing so while only being a senior in a vocational school. A man who was as handsome as he was mysterious, leaving many to wonder how he ended up at such a prestigious place. His knowledge only ascended from there and now, he sat as a shoe-in for valedictorian and alongside him was the only person who could probably be considered his equal and quite honestly, one of his only friends.

(Y/N) (L/N), a bright eyed beauty with a kind soul and kindred spirit. Born with an innate gift for reading and all things literature related, you excelled above your peers in no time, surpassing even the most intelligent in every subject. You would spend your lunchtime in the library, grasping every novel, book or composition pertaining to the studies of history; more so specifically your own that the school system refused to teach. Such a curious mind so it came as a surprise to no one when doing college applications, you were among the first to receive an acceptance letter from Yorknew State College nonetheless. Somehow, someway..you and Lucifer ended up intertwining and crossing paths in the campus bookstore. Where a bond formed and you’ve been close ever since, bouncing off ideas, sharing your love of reading and always studying together..hence why now, he was seated in the middle of your floor, cross legged and glued to a textbook as he tapped the back of his pen to the edge of the small table in front of him.

“Damn, Chro. You’re gonna drive me up a wall with that. You’ve been doing it for the past ten minutes.” An obviously irate (y/n) blurting out from the comfort of your bed, knees cradled to your chest with your laptop secured on top of them. You weren’t one to be on edge ever but in comparison to this man, he’d make even the most serene person look mad. Never even getting angry once in all the time you had known him, he truly had the patience of a saint. Oftentimes leaving you to wonder would anything make him tick..

“Oh, I’m sorry, (y/n). Didn’t even realize it. I’ll stop.”

but today, you were both a bit nervous, due in part to a huge assignment coming up in your most important course. One that would determine many things going forward for both of you. More so in terms of personal achievements but important nonetheless. In a frustrated huff, you’d close your computer and slump over, releasing a whiny sigh. “Ugh, I can’t wait for this stupid test to be over. I can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’ve read at least ten different books in the past two days. My head is about to explode.” As dramatic as it sounded, Chrollo most certainly mirrored your sentiments, even if he wasn’t as expressive of it. An exam with over two hundred questions pertaining various works throughout time on random subjects and you’d have to quote excerpts, pick out lines from precise chapters and remember not only the details but page numbers as well. It was so much. “Patience, my sweet (y/n). We’ll knock this exam out of the park and it’ll be done before you know it.”

but luckily you had one another to bounce ideas off of and keep each other accountable. However, it wasn’t lost on you that it was Saturday evening and you were spending it holed up in a room, studying. Normally, it was something that never really crossed your mind. Truthfully, a lot of your peers lacked focus and drive. Not too worried about their failures or fuck ups because they had a silver spoon awaiting them if they couldn’t feed themselves. It infuriated Chrollo and thus, he withdrew even more from his classmates. Isolated and feeling like a loner, he clung to you like a moth to a flame shockingly. So much so, he had eyes for no one else. Even when girls all around campus practically threw themselves at him constantly and had paid them no mind. Dating, relationships, hookups…it all seemed like such a hassle. Trivial things that served him no purpose. He much rather be nose deep in a book, expanding his knowledge than doing anything else. Still, he’d be lying if he said his mind didn’t wander from time to time…

about that girl with these wired rim, round glasses…concealing those dark, deep set eyes. Black coils setting pretty atop your head, skin like honey of the richest variety…needless to say, Chrollo was rather smitten and it wasn’t an honor that he wielded loosely. It took a lot to catch the eyes of the prodigal genius. So when you posed a rather peculiar question, he was a bit nervous to answer.

“Hey, Chro?”

“Yes?”

turning his attention towards you with his signature flat smile..those handsome boyish looks that always caused a flutter or two in your heart. Jet black tufts fluttering on either side of his porcelain smooth face, tied by a headband to keep strays tucked back. Tonight, sporting a hoodie with the school insignia along with a pair of gym shorts covering his lanky frame. It was easy to see why he had everyone’s attention.

“Why don’t we ever go to any parties? Are we like the only ones on campus reading like an old couple on a Saturday night?” However, it wasn’t something that phased him in the slightest and rather than being offended, Chrollo would just laugh and flip to the next page of his very intriguing novel.

“You’re free to go if you’d like, no one’s stopping you from attending any of them.” Stating so matter of factly without so much as even glancing in your direction. To most, things like that came off as condescending but you knew that he just didn’t show much emotion about anything. If you asked him a question, he’d simply answer it with no motive or malice behind it. It was something that initially frustrated you but that you had now grown to love. As with many things about this enigma of a man. Slouching off of the bed, (y/n) crawled a few feet over to him, slinging an arm around the back of his neck in a flustered huff. “I knowww, but they wouldn’t even be fun without you.” “I couldn’t understand why. I’m not much for gatherings so I’d be nothing more than a wallflower..if anything, I’d be rather boring." That's when you’d probe him with another question, still hanging onto his slender frame..your head resting on his back. With your hands coiling his chest, you could feel his heart racing and obviously, nothing ever got him excited but it was something so different about you. He wasn’t much for affection or physical touch but somehow, he didn’t mind when you held him. You guys were incredibly close and comfortable so it came as no surprise that you’d ask him such a thing with no shame. “…Chro..are you a virgin?”

causing the dark haired man to choke up in laughter. You two rarely ever kept secrets from one another but then again, most information relayed between you guys was pertaining to academics and knowledge. None of this trivial nonsense. However, something must’ve sparked this sudden curiosity about his intimate life. “That’s a bit invasive, don’t you think?” “Just answer the question please.” obvious that you were going to persist on this, he’d release a deep breath and shut his book, turning to properly face you as he gave you his response. “If you must know…no, I am not a virgin.” He was, however, completely celibate until the proper person came along and changed it. Even so, it shocked you and he’d cackle, wondering why your mouth was agape.

“What? Are you surprised?” And as horrible as it sounded to admit, you were a bit taken aback. “A little bit! Just doesn’t seem like it’s something you’d be into. No offense.” You figured him to be completely clueless on the topic of sex but alas, he had been with two people in his young lifetime. Some woman he lost his virginity to and a girl he hooked up with in a one off exchange. Neither time was some profound experience that kept him coming back for more or even drew him closer to the girls. It was just something that happened and it wasn’t something that he had ever pondered on. However, spending the last year or so growing closer to you had his mind wandering. Believe it or not, he was rather smitten with you. The only one to really make him take a second look nowadays. Watching you switch around in those frilly dresses and tight little skirts, looking all cute and bubbly. He’d oftentimes find himself blushing as he watched you part your curls, moisturizing them after wash day. Even offering to help..just because he enjoyed your presence. Carrying your stuff to class and always lingering around, waiting on you to get out as if you were still in high school. How you hadn’t seen it yet was beyond him. Hence why he didn’t do random hookups..you were the sole object of his carnal desires when they arose. Like this current moment.

“None taken. But I have to ask, why the sudden inquisition?..something on your mind?” Questioning so casually with that soft smug smirk on his face. He had to know where this was coming from. Roping a hand around his shoulder blade and collar bone, (y/n) teased his black wefts between your fingertips and giggled. There were a lot of things running through your mind at this point. Things that you weren’t certain you should say out loud…out of fear of rejection or sounding too forward. But since you could trust one another so well…there was no point in hiding it.

“You could say that..I guess what I’m trying to say is..I could use a distraction for a while.” Admitting as you teased your fingertips across his chest. And it didn’t take long for him to pick up the hint you had so blatantly thrown down. Flicking his tongue across his lips, Chrollo ogled back at you for a moment, turning to tip your chin up. It was obvious that there was rising tension between you two that could only be solved one way. That festering desire wasn’t going to disappear unless one of you acted on it.

“So what you’re saying is..” talking so smoothly that in one fell swoop, Chrollo was able to spin and capture you in his grasp, landing both of you on the carpet, his body atop yours and your faces only mere inches apart. “You want me to fuck you? Is that it?” Having never heard him use such brash language. Either way, it was so attractive and sexy. There was a certain glare in his eyes, as if he too had been waiting on this moment. Snaking a hand up your outer thigh, he’d crawl slowly between your parted legs. He wanted you and desperately, all you had to do was give him the say so and he’d dispel any and all preconceived notions you’d had about him. “I mean…I’m simply hoping to test a theory. You do know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

with that, it was all the declaration you needed. The two of you began engaging in a heated makeout session. Cupping your hands to his face, shoving your tongues into each other’s mouths…trying to peel back layers of one another’s clothing. Swirling them around one another in a flustered haze. Moaning and whimpering whilst things became much more intense. It didn’t take long for either of you to render the other nude or even find your hands roaming all over your entangled bodies…his hands on your hips, running along the seams of your clothing. Sharp gasps elicited by subtle neck sucking; the warmth of his breath brushing against your skin…even whimpering and tossing your head back when he’d glide down to your nipples, faintly licking them just to make you shudder. He’d then work his way between your thighs, glaring up at you with those usually cold, dark eyes; so full of life and lust as he hungrily parted your thighs. His primal instincts took over in an instant. As were your own. “..look at that. So sexy..” in reference to that slick covered slit and swollen pearl protruding through those plump lips. A sight like he had never witnessed before; it was beautiful. “You won’t be mad if I get a taste, will you?” Shaking your head with a slight whimper, anticipating his next move. Mere seconds later, you’d find him greedily feasting on your soaked sex. Flicking his tongue so delicately throughout the sensitive area; teasing the clit, sucking on those folds and leaving soft kisses on that pretty pussy of yours. “Haah!—ahh, Chro! Fuck!..” crying out in a fit of pleasure, sandwiching his head between your hands. Curling your fingers through his soft hair, gently tugging at them but trust, he needed no assistance. “You taste so sweet, my love.” Not with the way he was sloppily spitting and lapping on your cunt. He was so skilled and intricate with the way he did it, you were sure you’d be seeing stars. “Mmmm! Ahh..” making all of those pitiful babbling noises that were only further fueling his desire to devour you. Fucking you tirelessly with his tongue. Feasting until your legs began to shake violently and those sweet nectar-like fluids could no longer be contained and you’d find yourself coming on his tongue..squirting from his impeccable oral. You’d cover your face, in half embarrassment and shock as it riddled your body. “Don’t be shy now, let me see that pretty face..” It wasn’t until he came up for air, his hands softly groping at your breasts did it really dawn on the two of you what was transpiring. But it was a tad bit too late to back out now. Instead, he’d shift to his side midway, propping your smaller frame up on his thigh as to balance you against it. That docile demeanor seemed to dissipate before your eyes and a side you’d never think to see began to awaken..one you’d like very much.

“You see, my sweet (y/n)…what I lack isn’t knowledge, not by a long shot. But experience..experience with the right person.” declaring so sweetly as he stroked the side of your face to help you calm down from your climatic high, only to induce another. Working those pale, slender digits between your jaws and whirled them around. “See..I know things that would make your body tick. Things that would send you into shock and make you cry my name out to the heavens. I would make love to you in ways that would cause your soul to erupt into flames. Every little movement, I’d make certain you fell deeper for me..so addicted that you won’t even dream of another man touching you..alas, I never found that person.” was a mere taste of what I’m capable of.”

all the while he was speaking to you, filling your ear and head with perverse thoughts, Chrollo’s opposite hand snaked around your throat and his eyes averted downward. By now, you were a drooling mess…letting that trail lube your already dripping folds as he shoved those same digits inside of you..working them around. “Hnghh!” “Shhh..just relax.” But he wouldn’t be the only one at work. Soon, he’d instruct you to grasp at his exposed member and coil your fingers around his shaft, slowly working it over. Not for nothing, but he wasn’t lacking in size either..girthy and thick but long also. That pink tip emitting pearlescent white precum. You were so needy and impatient, wanting to feel him right away but it wasn’t plausible. He doubted that you couldn’t even take it…

“That is until now. Until I met you, (y/n). I’ve dreamed of this moment and having you all to myself..now I’ve gotten it.” grunting into your ear, sucking on his teeth as you continued to massage him between your fingertips. Neither of you could maintain this charade of teasing much longer so with one final kiss to your temple, Chrollo hoisted you up ever so slightly, barely breaking the contact of your skin and gave one last command:

“Go ahead, put it in yourself.”

something about that primal energy he was tapping into really turned you on. Making you yelp while you worked yourself down to his aching tip. Pulsating as it split you open..causing you both to audibly gasp once it met the silky warmth of your insides. He had to all but restrain himself from hammering up into you but it had been quite some time since he felt a sensation like this one. “Mmmm…God, you’re so tight. But don’t worry..I won’t go too fast. We’ll take our time until you can fit all of me. We won’t rush it.”

talking you through those movements his palms placed to your hips and your back to his chest. It was while you were becoming one and getting acclimated with those strokes did he begin to buck upward very gently; meeting you halfway while giving you steamy, sloppy tongue kisses. You couldn’t stop moaning into his open mouth and he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He wanted to squeeze on those beautiful breasts, pinch your nipples between his fingertips and especially, massage that swollen clit. Although, he’d save that last one for the right moment. You’d more than likely come entirely too quickly. So he’d settle for giving you affirmations to keep you going. Bouncing up and down on his dick, trying to eventually make it disappear inside of that pretty pink flesh. But as it stood, you could only take it about halfway to the hilt. Sounds of squelching and colliding flesh filled your tiny room and right there on that floor, your bodies clashed in heated ecstasy and bliss. Eventually, he was able to push it in a bit more before you found an established rhythm. “Keep going. Yes..you’re doing so good. Riding me like this…and you’re creaming all over it. Are you going to milk me too, sweetheart?” Cooing whilst sucking on his teeth, tossing his head back in pure pleasure. That pussy was something special and he wanted to savor it for as long as possible.

“Yes, ‘wanna make you come for me…fuck!” Whimpering so pathetically and sweetly, it made his cock twitch..that throbbing, continuing to fill your flesh. By now, the two of you had established a synchronized rhythm and pace. (Y/N) riding him, rolling your hips and subtly shaking your ass; standing atop your tiptoes even, when he fucked you. “Ooh, just like that. Look at how nicely you’re taking me now. Opening up so good..” now gripping the thick of your plump ass, now starting to thrust upward. He was enjoying your little tricks and show but he couldn’t hold back any longer. Having not been releasing pent up energy or realizing that he needed to, Chrollo was coming undone by the second, rutting his hips into you with that firm grip. “You don’t have to hold back, sweetheart. Come..make a mess of me. Let it all out..” with that affirmation, you’d release every drop of your sweet, squirting cum..as well as any stress or agitation in your body. Those much needed endorphins rushing through your systems. Spent and out of breath, you’d collapse against one another right there on the floor..panting and laughing. You couldn’t remember the last time either of you had felt this good.

“That was…something.”

“Yes it was..”

most certainly agreeing on that front. Something that was beneficial for the both of you. Now he felt as if they were able to conquer anything after that. And so did you!..clutching your arm, he’d gently caress it and kiss your forehead. “Well I suppose that’s one way to clear your mind.” Making the joke as he turned to face you, staring at you in a way he’d never stared at anyone in his entire life. Because in all honesty, he had never shared a connection like that with anyone. He’d never been one for a relationship or even casually hooking up..his sole focus was academics but after this? He felt as if he could make an exception for his favorite person perhaps. Clasping your fingers together, Chrollo made another declaration, one you couldn’t refuse. “I don't know about you, but I’m ready for this test now. My head is ten times more clear than it was.” “I’m glad to hear it. Tell you what…pass it and I have much more where that came from.” Just then, your features illuminated with a sparkle he had never quite seen in those beautiful eyes of yours..

“Mmm..I don’t think that’ll be much of a problem.”

giving you all the extra incentive you need.

[suncthynuts]

husband!chrollo

a/n- just me letting my fantasies out of the cage ._ .

-backhugs >>>>

-loves playing with your hands and always places small kisses on them.

-when he's not busy you guys live a very mundane life. cooking together, reading books, and sometimes dancing to slow music, just basking in each other's presence as you embrace each other. and ofc the occasional dinner nights where he spoils the fuck out of you.

-like I said, very fancy dinner dates. candlelight, red wine, fine dining, a very romantic night <33

-after you guys finish dinner, sipping on the very expensive wine he had reserved for you two, him gently holding your hand, dropping small kisses on your knuckles.

-you two side-by-side looking out into the city lights, his hand on your waist, and you leaning your head on his chest.

-for gifts, he would either give you small trinkets that he collects during his travels or jewelries that he stole

-he would sneak into your bedroom while you're asleep and gently slip in the ring or necklace that he got you.

-will wait until the next day to receive a text from you thanking him and suggesting you should wear it later tonight while waiting for him to get home ;))

i love mildly domestic chrollo sm cri

[l0sercat]

Yandere Alphabet w/ Chrollo Lucilfer

Affection — how do they show their love and affection?

He lets you go outside and take you wherever you want. He will always be by your side with his arm or hand on you.

Blood — how messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Very messy. If anyone disrespects you or touches you (besides troupe members) he will either send the troupe to kill them or go after them himself. And it won't be quick it will be long and painful.

Cruelty — how would they treat their darling once abducted?

He would isolate you from the outside world an the only people you can see is him and the troupe. He is a bit condescending but he cares for you <3

Darling — aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

He tries not to but he would. He would invade your space even if you told him off. He would forcefully kiss you, I can kinda see himself forcing himself on you but h really wouldn't want to.

Exposed — how vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Not vulnerable. No matter how long you've been together you will never see him open up. He may show you 'sympathy' when your crying or felling down.

Fight — how would they feel if their darling fought back?

He wouldn't like it at all. He wants you to submit to him so you fighting back against him is upsetting. He grows angry and upset but doesn't show it. He'll just have to chain you up to the bed <3

Game — is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

It's not a game to him. He loves you in his own special way so you trying to escape upsets him. But it's not like you have many chances to escape since he watches you whenever he can or one of the troupe members.

Hell — what would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

When you pushed him over the edge and he hurt you. He chained you up so you couldn't move and blind folded you and plugged your ears so you couldn't hear or see what was happening around you. He left you there for a couple days and then came back to check on you. You didn't do whatever you did to upset him after that.

Ideals — what kind of future do they have in mind for their darling?

You, him, and the troupe being together as a big family. Somewhere where you have everything and no one can touch you.

Jealousy — do they get jealous? How do they handle it?

He's not so much jealous just possessive. Someone is talking to you that's cool, he's just gonna walk behind you and wrap an arm around your waist and give a friendly glare to them.

Kisses — how do they act around or with their darling?

He's loving in private and most of the time in public. He usually will have you sit on his lap while he reads. Whispers dirty or sweet things in your ear no matter where or who your with. But sometimes when he has to he can be a little harsh and condescending.

Love letters — how would they go about approaching their darling?

Try the normal way like taking you on dates and stuff. If that doesn't work he's gonna break into your home in the middle of the night and take you. He'll bring some of your stuff so you don't feel too lonely of!

Mask — are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

A little yeah. Around som people he can be more harsh and cold. Like with the troupe he cares deeply for and has a soft side but doesn't show it too much. But with you he shows it more and is much more nicer if you behave well.

Naughty — how would they punish their darling?

Isolation and stripping you of your senses. Nothing worse than not having anyone to talk to and not being able to see, hear, or move. On top of that not being able to eat or drink. Also in isolation you would be on the complete dark and it will be freezing cold with nothing to warm yourself.

Oppression — how many rights would they take away from their darling?

Most of your rights. I mean it's not like you need them.

Patience — how patient are they with their darling?

He's pretty patient. He understands that you may be distressed and scared. He'll give you as much time as you need to warm up to him.

Quite — if their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

If darling dies he'll shed a tear and tear a city up like he did with Uvo. He will be upset I mean he's the leader of the phantom troupe how could he let this happen? If they leave/escape he'll search for you with the troupe's help and you it won't be pretty for you if they find you.

Regret — would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling?

No. Why would he feel bad?

Stigma — what brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

I can't really say 😭 It could be childhood considering it wasn't good but I don't want to say it was that. I wanna say its because in his eyes if he wants something he's going to take it. (God Chrollo why do you have to be so complex)

Tears — how do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He doesn't want to hear you scream at him or yell and fight back. He would hate for you to isolate yourself but it wouldn't really work because he'll just force himself in your space.

Unique — would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Well he isn't near you 24/7 because of troupe business and doesn't show his obsession but don't be fooled your always on his mind.

Vice — what weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

The fact y'all don't stay in the same place long and Chrollo can get really busy. But someone in the troupe is watching over you when possible so 🤷🏻‍♀️

Wit’s end — would they ever hurt their darling?

Yes. If you didn't listen to him or fighting back against him and the troupe or disrespecting the troupe.

Xoanon — how much would they revere or worship their darling?

He doesn't so much worship you but he does think of you highly. Out of everyone he choose you because you were better than the rest.

Yearn — how long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

If you catch his eye then he'll take you. It may take 2 weeks or 2 days but if he wants you he's going to have you.

Zenith — would they ever break their darling?

He probably would but he wouldn't enjoy it. He wished you were compliant on your own and you still kept your shine but if push comes to shove then he has no choice.

I'm not gonna lie I was struggling with this lmao. Like for me he's complicated to write and so he might be ooc but I tried 😭

[shyminnie07]

My own sleeping beauty (Chrollo-Fluff)

Today is just a day where you don´t want to leave your bed, where simply getting out of bed is a horrible task, where brushing your teeth seems impossible, where the thought of eating breakfast makes you sick because you'd have to get out of bed first.

And you know you have to get up because it´s not healthy to let your depression wash all over you again and chain you to your bed to rot. But you just can't help it. You really can't. So to tune your negative thoughts off, you simply turn to the other side and shut your eyes for another dreamless nap. You already know that it´ll leave you even more exhausted than now.

After some time, you´re being woken up by your boyfriend, who is gently stroking your hair and calling your name. Lazily, you turn to your back to look at him while mentally scolding yourself for spending the whole day sleeping.

"Good morning, my dear," he chuckles. "Or should I say good evening?" You can´t help but feel guilty for doing nothing productive today. Starting to hate yourself for being like this then hating on yourself again for feeling so much hate for your own brain, which is a never ending cycle of growing hate towards you.

"Sorry, I should have made dinner for us since you´ve been working this whole week while I´ve been at home doing nothing." You slowly sit yourself up and try to rub the sleep out of your eyes, feeling ashamed. "I just don´t know what´s wrong with me. I can´t even say that I´ve rested well," you feel the tears welling in your eyes as you explain yourself to your boyfriend, "I dont know why this keeps happening to me like last week I've been doing so well but now I have this urge to isolate myself and rot away in my bed... I'm sorry."

Chrollo knows that you sometimes struggle with your mental health which worries him a lot when he's not with you. Thinking and researching of ways to help you like buying you a nice bullet journal for to-do lists or hiding little self-written poems so that when you do something like cooking you'd find it inbetween the plates. But even those are sometimes not enough.

Now that you´re sitting he lets his hand slide down to cup your cheek and says"My love, there is nothing to feel guilty about. I won´t judge you for you are only human too" He then grabs you gently by your waist and pulls you onto his lap so that he can embrace you. "Even if you were to sleep all year long I´d not leave your side," he whispers while rubbing your back. "You are like my own sleeping beauty, who only awakens with the gentle touch of true love".

His words never fail to fluster you, leaving you wondering how he can still be in love with you even though you can be such a mess sometimes. Overwhelmed by his statement, you can´t find the right words to say something back, so you just sigh and lean your head in the crook of his neck.

Suddenly he stands up with you in his arms "How does a bath together sound to you, my dear?" Without waiting for your answer he proceeds to walk to your shared bathroom and put you down on the closed toilet so that he can prepare the bath. While the tub is filling up with water, Chrollo gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead and instructs you to wait there for him.

While he was gone, you forced yourself to stand up and brush your teeth then to throw a bath ball into the now full tub. Chrollo enters the bathroom again with fresh clothes for you and him in his hand and smiles lovingly as he sees you. He puts the clothes on the washing machine and helps you out of your pajama.

After helping you into the bathtub he takes off his outfit as well and puts it with your clothes in the basket. Chrollo then sits down behind you in the bathtub while grabbing the sponge and gently cleaning your back. "My beloved, I´m so proud of you" he whispers, "Despite your own mind turning against you, you have not given up. And I admire you for that, my love," he puts the sponge away and starts washing your hair with soft and gentle motions.

"For most people, waking up with energy and self-love is a given. But not for you - you have to struggle with your own thoughts and mind everyday." He takes your jaw into his hand and slightly turns it to him so that he can give you a soft kiss on the temple, "But my dear, you are still standing strong and fighting. So I can´t help but be proud of you, my precious angel."

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[rynfushiguro14]

Where are all the good Chrollo fics🤨like ranging from perfect “healthy” relationship to the toxic ones like yandere Chrollo fics🤭help a fellow Chrollo stan out😔 I am in NEED!! Literally about to evaporate if I don’t get my hands on some Chrollo material🥹may it be on Tumblr or Ao3 please🍄🍃

[cupidisaliar]

‘Love’

yandere chrollo x reader

tw: yandere, mentions of murder, kidnapping

\\ first fic enjoy!!! ///

“Tell me Y/N, have you ever been in love?”

You paused for a moment, not quite sure where the question came from. Or even if you want to answer.

The air in the basement seemed to grow colder than it already was. Yet you can feel the burn in his gaze.

You know the answer, but you know the one he wants. That’s when you realize where the sudden question came from.

Yesterday, when he came to visit you in your room, if you can even call it that. Four grey walls kept you safe, or so Chrollo would say. “This is good for you, away from everything, everyone, humans can be so bothersome, wouldn’t you agree?”

You grew to hate his voice, his questions..

His ‘love’.

It was when he rambled on about his day, the treasures he stole, the people he killed, those poor souls he took.

Even so, he told you the one thing he treasures most, his prized possession.

“It’s you, my love.”

You snapped and screamed:

“What could someone like you know about love anyway?!”

Your harsh words echoed off the walls. You’re not sure if you were imagining things but you could’ve sworn you saw him flinch.

The look on his face is unreadable as he turned and walked up the steps, leaving you by yourself in the darkness. The tension left the room with him.

“Are you going to answer me?”

You’re shot back in the present, still you don’t bother to turn and look at him.

“Chrollo — about yesterday-”

“Answer the question” he speaks slowly, his voice soaked with impatience.

There is a wrong answer right? You think. Saying yes would most likely make him hunt your first love down. Saying no, he’d just interrogate you, making you tell the truth.

“Yes.” you finally respond, tears rolling down your eyes.

When will this end?

[feitans-sweet-lover]

I’m really bad at this, I apologize in advance! Hope you all enjoy!! 🙂

Imagine Chrollo looking at his lover as if they were the most valuable thing in the world.

“Hmm” Chrollo hummed glancing at your figure curled over the greying stones. Head burrowed in the antique book he lent you long ago. He watched your features closely. Eyes devouring each word within the yellowed pages before being brought to a halt by an emotion he couldn’t quite place. The way your eyebrows crinkled while your rosy lips grimace at the book tucked in your dainty hands brought him to believe you were contemplating something of importance.

The concentration put in, he had to admit was adorable.

Chrollo quickly made his way to the stairs. Crouching in front of your delicate figure his hands traced the cold rocky surface on either side of your thighs. Fingers drumming a ghost of a beat before finally reaching their target. A pinch on your thigh.

A gasp left your plump lips, startled by the pain. Eyes fluttering up to his figure. ‘They must not have known I was here he supposed. Oblivious as always, he shakes his head. Even now he could feel the corners of his lips quirking up. Oh, if only you knew what you do to him. It was still a mystery how he survived so long without you.

Shyly smiling at him your quiet voice echoed through the broken walls bringing his attention back to you.

“Chrollo, what’s the essence? Like in the essence of art,” your big doe eyes glancing up at his dark ones.

“Darling, how do you not know the answer?” He mused, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes drinking in every inch of your form. Beautiful.

He contemplated keeping you in the dark, but your protests convinced him otherwise.

“You, y/n, are the quintessential essence of life. An art all your own” he hummed, voice laced with amusement. Leaning down to kiss your forehead he whispered, “my favorite masterpiece.”

——extra——

“Wait! Come back!That’s not an answer Chrollo!!!”

[gior0300]

Divine

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From what Chrollo has mentioned of his life he knew of the dichotomy between those who have and those who have not. He of all people should know the later, growing up in Meteor City, experiencing first hand absence of power and wealth… for a time at least. He remembers the first taste of power and all the benefits it reaped, how it all tasted so sweetly on his tongue, bordering on the divine. Alas, like many men that stood before him, he was not content with a simple taste of the things he felt entitled to.

You watched the fluorescent street lights dance across his porcaline skin like artificial moon light, as the car travelled onwards. You dare not look at his statuesque features, if his overwhelming presence flooding your senses was anything to go by, you knew you may have flew too close to the Sun this time in an eager bid for freedom. Silence is golden, a mantra that your mother instilled into you at the ripe age of four. If you closed your eyes you could remember vividly being confined to your family’s reading room before your father’s lavish parties, the scratchy collar of your dress digging into your neck as your mother ran threw the list of expectations for you with a stern gaze, and the wooden ruler just out of view, you dare not scratch the itch. With Chrollo however, silence is a looming figure that stalks behind you in a predatory range, intent still unknown.

“I have given you everything you could possibly want, lavish vacations, jewelry, your own library filled with books many would kill for to get their hands on. Yet you still escape, why is that?” His voice is masked as emotionless, but you could hear the thief’s curiosity slipping through the cracks. If you told him the truth, would he try and steal that away too? You couldn’t help but to laugh at the question posed, perhaps the most genuine laugh you have ever given him in your time spent with him. “You have given me everything you think I would want, everything that I have had before you and everything I will have after you, for those that have, we need not.” He looked at you for a moment, his dark eyes studying your features, “What is it that you desire?” He whispered, his soft lips ghosting the shell of your ear, as his hand rested on your thigh. You tried your best to swallow the lump in your throat, already knowing where the evening might lead to. “I simply desire to be free, all my life I have seemed to be ensured by someone else’s will. I am no better than a prisoner wrapped in gold, a false deity subjected to what you desire Chrollo. If I turn the question around on you, would our answers be the same?” You asked softly, apathy dripping off each word as you could feel his smile against your ear, ghosting its way to the junction of your neck and shoulder. “I simply wish to devour the divine”.

[luv-gin]

𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃. chrollo lucilfer.

ꨄ cw. mentions of wounds/injuries, reader is nice, lowkey flirting at the end but oh well, she/her pronouns.

MASTERLIST.

ꨄ request. reader does not know who he is, he’s lost his nen and is really injured. she finds him half dead and takes him back to her place to dress his wounds, he’s up during this time and could be sorta hesitant but yea whatever. she does this because she’s just such a softie and can't help but cater to injured people (mommy instinct). cooks for him, and like just does the most until he’s up and running expecting nothing in return just a promise that he won’t find himself in a situation like this again (half dead lol) ━ anon.

"oh my gosh!" [name] exclaims in worry as she walks closer to a person lying on the floor with both dried and fresh blood staining his pale skin that was accompanied with bruises, dirt and scratches "hey?" she calls but the man's eyes can barely stay open as she approaches his figure.

"shit." she mutters as the moment she places her hand against his head to examine his face, it falls against her hand.

'should I really be taking him home?' she asks herself as she checks her bag for anything that she can place on his wounds to keep him from continuously bleeding out 'probably not'

"I know it's painful, I'm surprised you're still alive if I'm being honest, but can you please stay in place, sir?" she places a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving as she continues to clean the blood off his skin.

"I know it's painful, I'm surprised you're still alive if I'm being honest, but can you please stay in place, sir?" she places a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving as she continues to clean the blood off his skin.

"I know it's painful, I'm surprised you're still alive if I'm being honest, but can you please stay in place, sir?" she places a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving as she continues to clean the blood off his skin.

"I know it's painful, I'm surprised you're still alive if I'm being honest, but can you please stay in place, sir?" she places a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving as she continues to clean the blood off his skin.

"who are you?" he asks her and his voice is scratchy but [name] just shushes him "no talking until I'm done, keep your questions for later."

the man obliged as he let his head drop back on the pillow it was settled on and stared at the ceiling, allowing the mysterious woman to help treat him for the time being.

it doesn't take [name] that long until she's done dressing his wounds but it felt like an eternity to the injured man who chose to sneak in a quick snooze as she treated his injured body and [name] lets out a small chuckle as she cleaned up before entering the kitchen to prepare something for the both of them to eat.

during the time in which her guest slept, she took a shower and changed and then prepared some clothes for the man to change into as well. she took the coat that she had discarded onto the floor and placed it into the wash.

chrollo had been asleep for around 2 hours when he stirred awake and was met with the scent of something delicious, his mind was slightly hazy from the slumber and so it took him a few seconds to register his situation when it clicked.

chrollo lucilfer had just lost his nen and was currently injured in the house of a random woman who decided to treat his wounds.

"you up already?" asked the mentioned woman and chrollo glanced at her smiling face and nodded slowly "well that's good, dinner will be ready in a bit."

she leaves for a moment only to return with a glass of water for the man sitting on her couch "I got you some water."

chrollo momentarily examines it before taking it from her hand "thank you..." he murmurs lowly but [name] catches it as she hands him the clothes she prepared for him.

"it's no problem," she smiles "here, I got you some clothes to change into." she helped him get up as she gently pulled on his arm and brought him to her bathroom "when you're done just call for me, I'm [name]!"

[name] noticed he wasn't much of a talker when he just gave her another nod and she returned to the kitchen, beginning to scoop some food onto two plates. she was soon joined by a chrollo who seemed to not require her assistance.

"take a seat."

the two adults sat in silence as they replenished their systems. every now and then, chrollo would glance at [name] in curiousity. he did not recall ever meeting her before so the woman treating him out of familiarity was out of the question.

'she couldn't possibly be an enemy could she?' he thought as he scooped another spoonful of the food on his platter 'what good would it be to treat an enemy?' his brows furrowed as he thought harder, what if she wanted his guard to be down?

'but then she could've just killed me when I was unconscious' the scowl between his eyebrows became evident to [name] who started to clear his doubts.

"if you're wondering why I helped you, you could've just asked." she offers as she puts her plate away and chrollo looks at her with a calculating gaze.

"would you mind telling me why you did?"

"I'm a nurse, when I see someone wounded and in need of help, then I provide them with it." she shrugs, clearing her plate properly before running it under the open tap.

chrollos expression turns into one of curiosity "do you not worry if that person might be dangerous or end up hurting you? what if they were a criminal."

"all I see is a person in need of help. people are most vulnerable then, you see a different person."

"is that so?"

"why do you ask? are you any of the above?" [name] asks in a playful manner as she moves on from drying her dish to take chrollos empty one.

"I could be." he responds as he stares into her eyes while his hand is placing the dish in her extended one.

"as long as you don't kill me you're welcome to stay here until you get better."

"you don't think much concerning your safety, do you?" the man asks standing up from his seat as stands beside the nurse to take the wet, now clean dish from her hands and drying it.

"something tells me that you don't plan on harming me and I don't plan on getting on your bad side."

"you're too nice to strangers, you'll end up getting into trouble because of that."

'but you're right.'

"but for now I'm fine."

© 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒-𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belong to itachis-girl. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

[chrollosbiggeststan]

i saw you asked for ideas i was thinking about a yandere chrollo ( if you don't write yandere content it's okay you can make it romantic) in a high school AU where he has a crush on the nerd classmate who don't really like him. so to get their attention he sits beside them during class; takes their stuff ; talk to them even though they don't like it. and when his friends are just done with his love sick ass; he in the other hand develops such a severe obsession that he starts to stalk the reader around. steal their clothes and stuff and you know my boy chrollo is a helpless romantic so expect flowers and dark romantic poems on their pillow when they come back home. he even steals her perfume brand and buys it so he can put it on his pillow and clothes. of cores the reader are not stupid they know someone was following them around and they find out eventually that it him. the thing about the reader is that they are your typical i don't really give a single fuck i have more important stuff to worry about; your love sick ass doesn't bother me and that how he finds himself in the weirdest relationship ever. with him being a softy love sick for them and them just accepting his presence around them.

i wish this will get your attention and that writing this will only bring you joy. i wish you a great day and stay hydrated ❤

here is act boy chrollo to make your day babay

Wow that’s such a cute photo 🤭🤭 I’ll get to everyone slowly don’t worry y’all I had so many spam me up😭😭😭 the HxH really thirsty 🤪🤣

Tysm you cutie patootie🥺 (this so satire I don’t act like this believe me💀)

Obsessive chrollo x *idgaf type reader!



WARNINGS!!!!

Obsessive behavior, stalking, cussing but that ant bad, thoughts of kidnapping, he has freaky thoughts about you, steals your stuff, breaking into your home.

That’s really it good luck!!

Chrollo had been seeing you around class.. you had caught his eye, all the other girls normally flock around him but you seem to stuck in your study’s to care about him.. or Any boys, he would often see boys walk up to you and you walk pass then like they are simple not there. Chrollo likes an challenge though.

*your pov*

I was siting down in the middle row of the class fidgeting with my pencil bored asf.. “hey ——— how have you been? Winter break was extremely long this year.. i don’t know how I went that long without seeming your face.” Oh great he’s here.. “oh hey chrollo.. class is about to start go sit down or somthing?” I question him.. he’s standing right in my so I can’t see the front of the class. “Of course I’ll sit, we’ll it seems the seat in front of you in not taken I’ll take that!” Before I can say anything he takes his seat and jate the boy who normal sits In front of me jsut stares at me.. like into my soul….. sorry dude can’t really stop him he’s in his own world. Jate sits in the back row.

Class begins and I swear chrollos big ass head was in my way… I tap his shoulder “hey could you move over a little bit I can’t see?”

Chrollo laughs a little “I’ll move but only if you agree to hang out with me after school.. “yeah as if..” i roll my eyes. Class ends and I’m getting up going to grab my pencil and seeing that it’s missing.. I look around and see if it fell on the floor. “It must of fell on the floor and someone thought it was free grabs.” Ugh broke ass kids can’t even get a pencil..

*chrollos pov*

“Ready to see it guys?” I say happily, “chrollo I swear if you flash us somthing…” machi sighs “nope it’s somthing even better…” phinks eyes light up “you got sent nudes didn’t you?” Phinks questions jokein. “NOPE! I got ——— pencil!” There face drops…. “You what?” They all say “chrollo your joking? This is why you called us here?” “Chrollo your getting a little crazy about her don’t you think?” They all are dumbfounded why was chrollo so obsessed with this girl? Sure she’s super pretty but she’s quiet an- “and she will be mine” chrollos energy around him changes “yeah we will just leave you alone for know..”

The group do chrollos friends leave him alone at the outside table leaving him alone with his thoughts about you… and what he will do to you when your his..

*your pov*

I Walk inside of my apartment, my mom is a nurse and works 18 hour shifts all day every day. It’s a little chilly inside my room but that’s how I like it. 60 c is the best way to keep it (amen cold better then hot)

I Take a shower change and spray my favorite perfume. All around my room. I spray it into my fan so it can be free.. I love it sm it has to be everywhere I love it smm!!!!!!

I Walk to my bed and pull my covers around me and pass Df out.

The window to her room opens slowly and a dark figure walks into her room taking a deep breath in, “wow smells just like her” chrollo takes a second to look around before he tip toes around her room stealing some of her shorts, shirt, shit even socks and underwear,

Before getting to your perfume.. he snatched that up to before quickly making a run for it and jumping out your window… and running back to his house… 3 miles away… holding all your stuff and a bag.. like a little theif..

*the next day*

You wake up to a mess around your room.. you get a little bit crazy and night so you really didn’t think anything of it to be fear.

*at school*

Chrollo was not here today.. we’re could he have gone??

*chrollos pov*

I was at the strip mall looking around for a luxury perfume store, found it.. I walk into the store showing the person at the counter what I wanted.. and what I needed.. I missed school today for this but It will be worth it… I get the purfume and walk out the store.. time to walk all the way home….

*your pov*

You get home and pass out.. chrollo missed a super big test today and is going to have to use his free day tm to redo it.. thank goodness I won’t have to deal with him..

*next day*

I Walk into school. I found my perfume last night it went missing the other day but it was just on the left side of my dresser.. suprise do didn’t See honestly, I walk up to my locker and smell somthing.. that’s my- I see chrollo…? And he’s..? USING MY PERFUME SAME BRAND AND BOTTLE?! I walk up to him and stare into his soul.. “chrollo what is this??

Chrollo looks up at her “me showing my love for you.. your scent all over me so all the girls know I’m yours”

OK THATS THE END LOVE YALL ILL TRY UPLOADING TM LOVE YA🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

[suncthynuts]

Chrollo with an s/o who sleeps in weird positions or moves around during their sleep

note. this was inspired by my mom thinking I was T-posing in my sleep (I was awake and just stretched my body)

wc. 300+

Imagine he comes homes after a successful meeting with the troupe. One hand in his pocket the other turning the door knob to your shared room, and he sees them there T-posing on the bed. He just stands there, hand still gripping the door knob as he stares at his lover. After a few seconds he chuckles, moving closer to them, and carefully crawling on top of them. He lovingly caresses their cheek as their steer awake from their sleep. A small smile tugs on Chrollo’s lips as his lover’s eyes slowly open.

“Hmm, welcome back. How did the meeting go?” He smiles as he buries his face in their chest while his arms move to hug them. “It went well,” he responds, words muffled.

“That’s good. You can rest now, darling,” Chrollo stays quiet for a few seconds before humming an answer.

It was near dawn when Chrollo woke up. He was about to reach out his hand for lover but it was met by their leg. He opens his eyes and he sees them laying upside down to their previous position.

Chrollo gently carries them and puts both into a more comfortable position with him spooning them and laying his chin on top of their head, wrapping his arms around his lover and locking them in his embrace to stop them from moving too much. This is the first time he has actually seen their weird sleeping habits. They have mentioned it before but seeing that they haven’t been dating for too long it was a new thing to discover about his s/o.

It may disturb Chrollo’s sleep every once in a while, but it adds to the charm and makes him adore his lover more. (and he takes pictures of them in weird sleeping positions. He has a whole album of it)

[cptspiegel]

[ Chrollo Lucifer: the Devil ]

[ synopsis: I'm a tarot reader & I'd like to mix anime with my skills while also promoting my Etsy shop. This is a series of characters paired with the cards I associate with them. Questions or request? Shoot me a dm or an ask ]

[ the Devil, number 15 in the universal rider-waite tarot is associated with calamity, obsession, lust, illness, violence, and the astrological sign Capricorn in western astrology. ]

[ warnings: obsessive/yandere Chrollo, equally obsessed reader, he threatens to restrain reader, talks of violence (no death,reader not involved), suggestive, not 18+ ]

"Looks like I have to go retrieve what is mine." For the first time, in quite a while, Chrollo stood from his throne with a mission in mind. To acquire you and bring you where he thought you ought to be. The troupe members turned their eyes to him expectantly, but he gave them no orders. Before any of them could follow in suit, not needing to hear words to accompany their boss, Chrollo raised his hand. All movement ceased, the spiders waited for him to speak.

"No. Stay here."

Chrollo moved about your home as if it were his own. If you weren't so infatuated with the man his presence in your living room when you made it home would've startled you. He had no invite and shouldn't have had a way into your home, but there he was.

With arms stretched along the back and legs crossed Chrollo was smiling on your couch. "There you are." He nearly cooed as you closed the door. You reached to lock it, but Chrollo stopped you. "That's not necessary, we won't be here long."

You slung your bag onto a nearby counter. "I don't remember making dinner plans." Your statement, despite your desire to remain as sauve as Chrollo, was laced with amusement. All it took for Chrollo to attach himself to you was your genuine attraction to him with a trace of thrill seeking. You never seemed to mind when he blurred the lines of your boundaries.

Why didn't you mind? Because Chrollo is himself. His never changing face and powerful presence speaks for itself. Chrollo didn't have to force many into submission. When he was in a room, you obeyed.

Chrollo motioned you to his lap. Instead of sitting beside him you kneeled between his legs. They were spread much more than they needed to be, but that was no bother. Your hands rubbed the man's knees as he looked down at you.

"You look so lovely. Don't you know that's dangerous?" Chrollo's ringed hand came down to caress the side of your face.

You shook your head no becoming increasingly distracted by lust for him.

He hummed. "Well it is. You've become a vice for me...and I am not a man known for giving up his vices."

Chrollo spoke so cryptically. More often than you'd like, he would talk around his point.

You stopped kneading his thighs to ask a simple question, that you never got the answer to. "What exactly do you mean?"

The sound of feet at the back door made Chrollo shuffle to his feet. He gripped your arm and headed towards the door. "Let's go."

You planted your feet to make the man pause for just a moment. "Wait! What the hell is going on? I can't just leave."

If only you could feel how hard Chrollo's heart was pounding. He just blinked at you and told you in his calm tone, "If you don't come with me, I'll chain you to me for the rest of your life. You'll never be able to escape me."

He chose interesting words, but you believed each one.

So you went with him. You saw the ruins of a house he called home and met the spiders who lingered around for whatever purpose. Chrollo informed you how he is your new home. Wherever he is, you will be and you will be protected.

"If anyone tries to take you, I'll dispose of them all.

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seven deadly lucilfers

one shot of chrollo and the sins

blessing the wife for the help @boxfishjlf ❥

Greed

spending time with chrollo was one of your best past times. there would be nothing but pure laughs, traveling around the world and making love whenever you could. but when you noticed a shift in both your own work and his persuasive nature, it brought on worries and trouble within your spirit. wanting to do other things without him or even take time to yourself came along with half arguments from chrollo. he wanted a partner by his side, to have and to hold. that was all you wanted from a partner, but to feel so suffocated from it was the beginning of chrollo’s downfall.

you didn’t have the heart to tell him you wanted to see other people. you didn’t believe he would become angry or lash out, you cared about the phantom troupe too much to let that spiral down too. you left emotionally first, taking other people’s words when it came to advice. chrollo knew you had done this, holding his tongue. even with you not telling him where you were throughout the hours of the night, he still made you his whenever there was a moment alone with each other. it would be a shame that he didn’t know that your last night together would truly be the last. 

Pride

in what had seemed like a fix to the relationship troubles, chrollo wanted to celebrate. it was an unfortunate time for you, finding today to be the day to tell chrollo the truth. except today was the day of one of the most successful missions in the phantom troupe’s history. holding in your words as you find the best outfit you could, letting chrollo have this one last time of proving himself to all as you silently cried to yourself was all you could do.

the entire phantom troupe and other criminal organizations that praised chrollo would soon be gathered around, watching him cling to your hip as he gave his words. mostly of him acknowledging himself, but he didn’t shy away from letting the troupe know their value as well. it was only towards the end of his speech that he would give you the pedestal you deserved to be on. as true and kind as his words were, they were filled with a selfish pride. even if they weren’t, it was too late for your beloved. you were no longer his. 

Wrath

never one to show unhinged rage, chrollo was a rational man when it came to disastrous scenarios. having the ability to take anyone’s power gave him the perspective of knowing all the possibilities to come to a solution before going overboard. but when it came to you being in the eyes of another, he would truly burn the world for you. he would tell himself it was just to take your own power, but you had his heart. he wouldn’t stop at anything until you saw him for what he was.

claiming towns, forcing indoor fish upon those who wouldn’t tell them your whereabouts, even forgoing his place as the head of the spider. he would become a menace for your love. an obsession that wouldn’t quit. even finding the time to talk to him, he wouldn’t even take a no from you. why would he ever believe that the love of his life doesn’t love him back? all this trouble and torment he went through to get to you? surely this wrath wasn’t meant to be taken lightly, and frankly, neither was your accidental death. 

Sloth

chrollo was always a business man. he had never failed to set expectations high and to always meet his goals, despite anything that was thrown his way. he was the man to be feared, a king in his own right. alas, as any true king, if he ever managed to lose the love of his life, a depression so raw would be bound to make the crown fall. it would expand across many months into years knowing that he could never touch you again. there would simply be no reason to get out of bed anymore. the sloth had become a part of him. 

why even bother getting out of bed when he was the only one producing all the warmth for it? feeding himself wouldn’t matter if there was no one there to tease him about his cooking. bathing himself would be such a chore, he became best friends with his musk turning into a desperate stench. crying himself to sleep became such a routine, the phantom troupe could plan out his mourning routine. all would be hopeless for the great head of the spider. being the sole destroyer of a once powerful criminal, from finding an early and unintentional death, would be what you were known for decades to come.

Gluttony

now that the troupe had taken the initiative to let go of the head, chrollo had been alone for the first time in years. no one to turn to, whether comrades or his love. if he were to look around in his empty room, he wouldn’t be able to find an ounce of you. he had realized that there wasn’t a trace of you even though you had been by his side for so long. he beat himself up in his mind, finding that motivation to get up in spite of himself. he craved that knowledge of you now that you were gone. he wanted to consume your memories, take in what had made you into someone he couldn’t appreciate. 

he searched far and wide of where you had come from, remembering why the city had drawn you in so much. how the busy life gave you energy, how people watching brought you a strange comfort. secretly analyzing people was a fun little game for you, another pass time that battled your time with chrollo. as he trembled his way to a bench, the wind blessed across his face. he liked to have pictured it was you giving him one last embrace before the wind settled. he watched bikers whip along, protestors making their voice heard, even simple birds basking in the sun. to be filled with these simple interactions, he ate it up like a true glutton.

Envy

chrollo took his time learning about you, but it came at a difficult price. the more he watched people, the more he understood their ideals and ways of life, a deep and tragic burning sensation of jealousy flooded him more than the wrath ever did. why were other people allowed to have a beautiful life while he was left in shambles? he knew the answer to that question very well, but all of his worst attributes refused to let him believe it. he didn’t deserve any of this, he told himself. 

watching the couples steal kisses within a crowd, a loving husband sharing his food with his wife, an elderly couple throwing coins into a fountain. chrollo’s tears were lost among the sea of happiness that filled the city. he wanted a slice of their life momentarily, just to end the grief he had over you. he would trade anything for it, even sell his soul to the devil for your warmth again. chrollo had fallen from his power, his riches. to even think of a bargain like this would make the devil grateful for this envious behavior. 

Lust

a year had gone by since you graced chrollo with your presence. he found himself on the better path but was still alone. pretending to be a productive member of society had its ups and down. having to lie constantly to people why hanging out was an issue, why he couldn’t speak of his family, all the small details about him he didn’t want to share with anyone. it even broke his heart more when he had to deny a woman. a kiss he wasn’t expecting but it wouldn’t have been fair to her to continue on, as he would only think of you wrapped around him.

to kiss a living and well woman only to think about your curves pressed against him, not even back in chrollo’s criminal days would he bring that torture onto someone. finding himself alone again, chrollo thumbed his own lip, imagining your plump ones. how your lips would tickle as they traveled down and low, holding his waist in place as your tongue pleased his aching cock. he missed having his fingers intertwined in your hair, not forcing you down on him, but feeling the rhythm of your bops. 

reminiscing of your touch, chrollo would plop himself on his creaky bed. his eyes closed as he imagined the pressure of being on top of him. taking his time with him, rubbing his chest and making eye contact. eye contact got him off more than anything, that soul connection pleasured him in ways no one could understand, except for you. chrollo unbuckled his belt, pretending your swift hands were the one to release his bouncing cock free. before he even touched himself to the thought of you, he could feel the heat radiating off. he hadn’t been with another woman or had self care with himself since you passed. he could see how much pre cum he had, a couple strokes of himself and he would be done for.

but he didn’t care. he was by himself, nothing else to lose. the animalistic lust possessed his body as he touched himself. chrollo’s hips edged up and down, his hands squeezing himself while he stroked endlessly. his moans called out for you, his whimpers begging to see your breasts one last time. gripping the sheets, forcing his mouth into a pillow thinking of all of you one last time. your hips, your dimples, your cunt, your smile, your essence of being. every aspect of you making him cum harder than ever, and more than once that last night he thought of you. 

masterlist // chrollo’s confession booth