#kurapika fluff

[attackurheart88]

“Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you really love me?”

“Yes.”

"Do you really really love me?”

They stop what they’re doing and turn to look at you. An audible sigh is heard.

“If I come over there and kiss you until your lips fall off will you shut up?”

[anime-fan-05]

Hunter x Hunter ~Nicknames~

Manga/anime: Hunter x Hunter

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Gon F.

Cherry: he started calling you that after you two made a cake with cherries one day; he had given you a sweet kiss, so you had blushed a lot. "You're as red as a cherry!" He had screamed

Cutie: he started calling you that unconsciously during a date, where he said you were beautiful ("You're too cute, cutie!")

Sugar: calling you that gives him a sense of tenderness and, by giving you this nickname, he wants to convey all his love to you

Sweetie pie: it was the first nickname he gave you when you started dating. He generally uses it very often because he believes it represents you perfectly

(Y/N)-chan: before you two got engaged, he called you that, and he sometimes still does it. When he calls you like that, he remembers your first date, during which he actually called you "(Y/N)-chan"

Killua Z.

Babe: he calls you that because you arouse almost the same emotions he feels when he's with Alluka. In fact, he wants to take care of you, love and protect you, and he sees you as something truly precious. However, he rarely uses this nickname because he's ashamed

Baka: this is Killua's iconic nickname, also given to you by him. Nevertheless, when he calls you that, his voice takes on a soft tone, different from his usual joking voice, and his eyes soften

Honey: he usually uses this when you cuddle, when he softens in your arms and wants nothing more than to stay there for all his life

My light: he thinks you're his light, the reason he doesn't fall into darkness. For him you two are complementary opposites: he's the darkness, you're the light that illuminates it. Nevertheless, he only used this nickname once: you risked dying and he, running towards you almost crying, called you that, begging you not to let him too die that way

Pookie: he often uses this nickname. For him it's a perfect term of endearment for you

Kurapika K.

Darling: very classic nickname, just like him. He uses it very often when you're in public because he's ashamed of calling you by the sweet nicknames he uses in private

Love: this too is used in public by him, although to a lesser extent than the previous one

My heart: he thinks it's thanks to you that his heart beats, thanks to you he can live and distract himself from his revenge, so he wants to communicate it to you with this nickname

My life: similar to the previous nickname, he believes you're what makes him feel alive, who makes him live

Sunshine: like Killua, he thinks you're the light that illuminates the darkness of his heart. This is the nickname he uses the most and it's also the name he wrote on your contact

Leorio P.

Doll: he thinks you're beautiful and perfect like a doll and this is one of the nicknames which suits you best

Hottie: he's Leorio, what can we do? There must be at least one slightly perverted nickname in his vocabulary

Princess: he thinks it's the perfect nickname for you and it represents exactly who you're and how he should treat you. When you aren't home, he calls you that. Furthermore, this is the name he wrote on your contact

Shorty: Leorio is tall, very tall, and he wants to underline this by calling you that. He uses this nickname when he's in a particularly playful mood

Sweetheart: nickname used the most, it also shows his true sweet character. He loves calling you that, especially in front of your and his friends because it shows he isn't just a pervert in this way

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[billie-rotten]

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Featuring: Leorio Paladiknight. Kurapika. Feitan Portor.

Rated R: Intended only for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

Contains: Winter themes. Cuddling. Whining and complaining. Fluff

Author's Note: All characters are written to be 21 years of age or older.

When he’s by himself, he usually just curls up with his work. 

Honestly. He curls up on the couch with his paperwork. 

But now that you’re in the picture, he feels like he has some sort of duty. 

When neither of you have anything going on, he might try to drag you outside to play in the snow. 

But after a snowman and maybe a snow angel, he complains that he’s freezing and gets you both back inside. 

He’ll make you both hot chocolate, and he’ll insist that you can’t wear normal clothes to be comfortable. 

Nope! You both need to be wearing pajamas. And who are you to argue?

He likes for you to lay your head on his lap while you’re both covered in soft blankets. 

He’ll put a movie on, and he’ll fall asleep almost every time, his fingers still tangled in your hair.

Alone, he really doesn’t do much. 

He likes to be lazy when it’s cold, though. If it’s up to him, he won’t even step outside when it snows. He’ll curl up with a good book and sit under a blanket all day.

With you around, things aren’t much different. 

He likes to bake on cold days, though.

Well, more like he likes to watch you bake. I don’t think this man can cook to save his life.

His warm drink of choice is a hot tea with a little honey and milk. 

He likes to read to you on cold days, cuddled up together with a sweet-smelling candle lit on the table next to you. 

Sometimes he likes to take naps with you, too. It just depends on how productive he has to be that day.

If it’s too cold, Feitan doesn’t even want to get out of bed.

And that means he doesn’t want you to get out of bed either. 

If you have no reason to get up, he will wrap himself around you tightly and make you stay next to him. 

If you do manage to pull him out of bed, he will walk around the house cocooned in a blanket. 

Because he demands to stay cozy, he will fall asleep just about anywhere in the house. 

His warm drink of choice is a black coffee. Sometimes he might add some milk, if the feeling strikes. 

Feitan is very whiny when it’s cold. And if you point out that he is being whiny, he just says, “I’m just being honest.”

He won’t admit that he likes it when you cuddle him until you move to get up. Then he whines that you’re leaving. 

[white-poppie]

When in love, Take a nap!

Request: hello it's me😁 if ur not busy may i ask the main 4 hxh characters with someone who is lazy, stubborn, loves to sleep etc it can be platonic or romantic too!

A/N: @innerpurple uhuhu sorry for delaying it so much, I was just stressed about studies :((

Hunter x Hunter (ハンタ x ハンタ)

Gon

Killua 2.0??

Anyways, Gon is gonna love you soo much:((

Thinks you are the cutest.

May or may not have drawn on your face while you were asleep...

Regarding stubbornness, how can he be bothered when he is more stubborn than you??

You two have matching fluffy, whale blankets and pillows.

he is kinda clingy, to the point he is hanging on you like a monkey.

Overall he is just a super cute friend to be around! (8/10)

Killua

How dare you imitate him, peasant???

jk, anyways, Killua 'doesn't like you.' and thinks you are 'annoying'

but really he also thinks you are so adorable.

his heart literally melted when he saw you napping with Alluka (has multiple pictures but will never show them to anyone.)

About stubbornness. He hates it, he will just flick your forehead...like really hard when you are throwing a tantrum.

Meh he is nice, but he is kinda bothersome to you by constantly bugging you. (6/10)

Leorio

Listen, when I say Leorio carries you around like a baby. I mean it.

EXCUSE ME, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'oh I am too heavy for him.'

MISS GURL he is 6'3!!!

his camera storage is filled with photos of you sleeping.

Doesn't mind you being stubborn, he himself falls in that category.

You can be as lazy as you want to, he will do all your work like a simp.

Honestly, he is just so sweet and nice, how can you not like him.

tbh I think, sleepy and stubborn people are his type and they can neutralize his overly loud self.

(9/10)

Kurapika

The loml, my saviour, my ending, the father of my children.

I will never shut up about how out of all hxh characters Kurapika would be the best s/o (Kite stands as an exception.)

He hates the fact that he can't spend more time with you, but whenever he comes late and sees you sleeping, my guy m e l t s.

However, he may not always be able to enjoy the stubborn side of you.

The thing is that he works so much and kind of just expects everything in the end of the day to go very smoothly, so he may get a little mad at you for the same.

But he cannot stay mad at you longer than a few hours. Usually apologizes first.

(8.5/10)<333

Hunter x Hunter (ハンタ x ハンタ)

A/N: ik this is so badly written uhuhu, but I didn't want to leave it unwritten :((

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[cat3ch1sm]

Alright, first things first, I hope you are doing fine and stay positive for anything in your life, I don't know you but stay safe and healthy^^

I kinda feel bad bc I have already requested from you and I don't want to pressure you.

But I need more Kurapika context bc I have already read everything about him on here and I wanted some more

Okay, onto the actual thing now😅

I still remember that scene when Kurapika comes in the hotel with the scarlet eyes on gift package and that idk-remember-his-fucking-name rich dude which he punched later (or before?😅) started talking shit and then he said "Idc who I kill right now".

So like, what if the Reader, who has no moral compass or anything( like a Zoldyck), gets seriously enraged and starts punching and kicking him until Kurapika tells them to stop (I love the clueless with morals x no morals and entirely devoted to them)

Take your time, I don't mind, and stay safe and sound ^^

Love ya🦋

🌿~ hello, my lovely insect hashira! don’t feel bad for requesting again, you can send as many requests as you’d like. here’s your request, ily<33

☕️~ also sorry if some things aren’t totally accurate to the actual scene and stuff😭been a minute since i watched that particular arc

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ gender neutral reader (may be fem!leaning), mentions of violence and blood ahead

It was a dark night- literally and figuratively. The sky was a deep shade of blue, and it was almost midnight. But Yorknew City was far from at peace. The notoriously terrifying and powerful group of thieves known as the Phantom Troupe, or the Spiders, had just unleashed a brutal attack on the city’s largest underground auction, resulting in the disappearances and the deaths of hundreds. The whole city was in a state of chaos and panic, and the mafia group you worked for’s job was to be in the center of it- despite the state the city was in, you still had a job to do, and against all odds you’d managed to pull it off- along with your colleague, Kurapika.

Regardless of the success of your particular task, the walk back to the hotel was silent, the mood between the two of you grim. You were shaken by the loss of several your coworkers and the carnage you’d witnessed, while Kurapika, walking beside you, carried the item you’d won at the auction close to his chest, his eyes not even visible behind the shadow cast over his face. Inside the small box he held were the Scarlet Eyes- one of the only pairs left following the massacre of his family, the Kurta Clan. Despite how you may have been feeling, you knew for a fact he felt worse, knowing he was carrying the eyes of a dead family member, their memory disrespected and tarnished by the greed of the mafia.

Neither of you said anything while you were walking, the mood so heavy it seemed to weigh down on your throat, preventing you from speaking. You wanted to say something to soothe Kurapika, but you knew that really, there wasn’t anything you could say to help him, and you felt very sad for him as you watched him with his head low and his aura despairing.

It was then, though, as you two were crossing a bridge, that you saw a silhouette in front of you. It was Zenji, the short, pudgy man with a big nose and glasses that had been pestering you and Kurapika earlier as Nostrade’s bodyguards, appearing over and over again just to criticize you two and mock your skills and how young you both were, calling you both incompetent. It wasn’t necessarily a surprise that he was there all of a sudden, but you knew that it was absolutely the wrong time for him to be here. You stole a glance over to Kurapika, wondering if he saw the man in front of him, but his dark demeanor didn’t change, and he simply continued to walk.

As you two got closer to Zenji, neither of you acknowledging the man’s presence, he lifted his beady eyes and fixed them right on Kurapika. “Bastard.” He scoffed, his eyes narrowed. “You think you can just walk away?”

You figured he was talking about Kurapika’s blatant dismissals of Zenji’s insults earlier, and how Kurapika had punched him after he got a little too cocky. You guessed Zenji’s ego (and nose) had been injured, and now the idiot was here to get even. But Kurapika just kept walking, still ignoring Zenji. You knew he was in somewhat of a catatonic state after gaining the Scarlet Eyes, and you didn’t want this guy to agitate Kurapika further. So you chose to not engage simply for Kurapika’s sake, even though every muscle in your body screamed to beat this man to the ground.

He turned his attention to you now. “You too. Neither of you are getting off easy tonight.”

It took everything to not reply to Zenji, but you knew more drama tonight wouldn’t be good for you or Kurapika. So you didn’t acknowledge him, either.

Zenji was clearly agitated by being ignored, his jaw clenching as he let out a growl. “Tsk…”

Still no response from either of you.

Zenji, reaching his limit, finally reached for a gun strapped into his belt and pointed it at Kurapika, then you, then back at Kurapika. “Stop before I blow your heads off!”

“Move.”

The sound of Kurapika’s voice seemed to startle both you and Zenji, both of you turning abruptly to look at Kurapika. His voice was low and ominous, sending a chill down your spine when you heard it.

Zenji’s eyes widened with fear and fury, and he cocked the gun at Kurapika. “Don’t be-“

“Just stop.” Kurapika spoke again. Just then, you noticed an odd light from the corner of your eye- and when you hesitantly turned your gaze to Kurapika, you felt your stomach turn at the sight. His eyes were glowing a menacingly deep red, his hair hanging in loose blonde strands over his shadowy face. There were no words to describe the raw fury in his expression, and Zenji stumbled backwards in surprise, letting out a fearful gurgle.

“I don’t care who I kill right now,” Kurapika intoned, the glowing of his eyes only getting brighter and brighter as his rage increased. “And it might as well… be you.”

Zenji’s whole body was shaking now from pure fear, the only thing leaving his mouth incoherent croaks. The aura Kurapika was radiating was so intensely foreboding and malevolent that, even if it wasn’t directed at you, you couldn’t help your blood from running ice-cold. But once the trepidation settled in your stomach, you felt the anger begin to bubble up in your own mind. For someone to drive Kurapika to want to kill without cause… to awaken his fury like this- as Kurapika moved closer and closer to Zenji, who was frozen in his place, you knew instantly that you couldn’t let Kurapika go down like this. Zenji simply was not worth it.

And before you knew it, you found yourself flying at Zenji, fists raining down onto the man like a merciless hailstorm and your feet slamming into his doughy body with as much force as you could manage. Both you and him crashed to the ground, Zenji grunting in pain with every hit you delivered to him. You didn’t even really know what your goal was; all you knew was that you wanted to hurt him, swinging at the most painful areas you knew of: pummeling at his mouth, eyes, nose, and kicking at his crotch. Blood and saliva flew from his mouth as you managed to knock out a tooth, and his already injured nose began gushing blood like a waterfall. You clawed at his clothes and shattered his glasses, everything but a blur in front of your eyes.

Then, abruptly, you felt someone grab you from behind and yank you harshly from Zenji’s battered body, but you were still swinging, not ready to let him go. Zenji scrambled backward on all fours, blood staining his face and tie and his suit full of rips.

You struggled violently against the hands that held you back, twisting and thrashing in every way possible to try and break free, falling to the ground and taking Kurapika with you. “Y/N! Y/N, stop!” Kurapika shouted, keeping his grip on you despite how much you fought him. “Stop it!”

For a moment the words didn’t register, the only thing on your mind being Zenji, but when your rage-clouded mind cleared you remembered Kurapika’s voice, finally stopping your struggling. Kurapika let out an exhausted sigh. “There you go. Y/N, it’s just me- restrain yourself, alright?”

When you finally looked up at Kurapika, breathing heavily and body still heated with fury, his expression had faded from his previously seething one to a more melancholy expression. The anger was still there, of course, his eyes still a luminescent scarlet- but as he looked at you, you didn’t feel the anger as you had felt it earlier. You allowed your body to relax, slumping over a bit with your head resting on his chest. You both were sitting in the middle of the street, Kurapika behind you.

“Why did you stop me?” you asked, sounding exhausted yourself. Your fists were bruised, achy, and stained with Zenji’s blood. “I thought- I thought you wanted to kill him.”

Kurapika exhaled again, breaking eye contact with you and staring straight ahead. “It was just a warning, really. I couldn’t kill him because the repercussions would get in the way of my goals for the future.”

“So why didn’t you let me do it?” you pressed, genuinely perplexed. “I have no such compunction. I could’ve just killed him.” Your jaw tightened. “God knows he deserved it.”

Kurapika looked back down at you, the storm in his eyes settling a bit. “I’m not letting you kill anybody, Y/N- and certainly not him. He isn’t worth it.”

“Well, I don’t care,” you protested. “I still could have killed him. He doesn’t have any right to do anything he’s done to you.”

Kurapika didn’t say anything for a while, but when he looked back down at you, he had a smile on his face. Not quite a happy one, but not quite unhappy. “If I let you go after everyone who’s ever caused me pain, you’d be dead. So… just don’t worry about me, alright? And don’t do that again.”

You frowned, but reluctantly nodded. “Fine...”

Kurapika sighed again and wrapped an arm around your shoulders from behind you, letting his arm rest there. He didn’t move, the box containing the Scarlet Eyes sitting beside you. You just let him rest his chin on the top of your head. It seemed to help.

[sakuraasworld]

𝖐𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖐𝖆 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

pairing - kurapika x gn!reader

synopsis - general relationship headcanons

warning - none

✎ He always holds your hand in public, in fear of losing you or you being kidnapped.

✎ Even if he cares a lot for you, finding the Phantom Troupe will remain his first objective, which causes a lot of argument between you two.

✎ At the beginning he was quite shy for fear of doing things wrong, so you had to take initiatives like kisses, hugs and anything that was affection.

✎ Often when he comes home, it's late and you're sleeping. Even if he is not often with you, he loves you and he feels bad to leave you alone. So he cleans up the house so when you wake up, you have nothing to do.

✎ When he joins you in bed to sleep, he always kisses your forehead.

✎ He is very protective, he is afraid that something will happen to you. You are the only person he has and he refuses to lose you like he lost his clan.

✎ Kurapika wants children, but because of his mission he can't at the moment. But when he'll be done and you'll be ready to have some, he'll want to start a family.

✎ He hides a lot of things from you, not wanting you to worry about him. He doesn't tell you how he feels or what his current mission is. He prefers to keep you away even if you are a hunter.

✎ Tell him you love him, he doubts a lot, not that he doesn't trust you, but he isn't really confident about himself. He is afraid of abandonment and he would understand that you no longer love him.

✎ When he has time for the two of you, he really likes to take you to a fancy restaurant and spend time with you. It's one of his ways of apologizing for being often away.

✎ Kurapika is quite discreet about your relationship, not liking to show it in front of everyone. But when he's with Gon, Killua and Leorio, he doesn't mind talking about you and complimenting you.

[glystenangel]

Comfort for Two

Soft&NB!Kurapika x Afab!Reader (Canonverse)

summary: kurapika comforts you when you're on your period and you return the favor

tags/warnings: 18+ blog but this story is 100% floof, reiterating that kp is nonbinary here bc i like it, period comfort, mentions of not eating and pain, general comfort with slight angst, cuddling and kissing, kinda corny, kurapika LOVES you like really loves you

~1.7k words

thank you for reading and enjoy <3

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“Is it okay if I come in?”

You can hear Kurapika’s hopeful voice accompany light knocks on your door.

“Yeah. It’s open.” You groan, flipping over the heat pad on your stomach.

The muscles of your stomach remain twisted in pain, and you barely notice when your bedroom door swings open.

“Hey.” Kurapika leans against the doorframe, their gaze fanning over your curled up body with sympathy.

Their posture is perfect and upright, with their arms crossed over their chest and not one blond hair out of place. Kurapika always looked pretty and presentable, in crisp clothing and a rigid sense of duty that kept their jaw and shoulders tense. You remember that the first time you had met, you were so nervous that you could hardly speak. Even after all this time, looking at them makes your heart swell with a combination of nerves and affection.

“Hey.” You deadpan, the greeting is hollow and miserable as your voice crackles at the end.

They make their way over to you, shaking their head and laying a gentle hand on your head once the plush space beside you sinks underneath their weight.

“Have you eaten anything today?” They start stroking the space behind your ear, frowning when your scowl deepens and you close your eyes.

“No, I don’t feel good. Sorry. I know you hate it when I do this.” You mumble the last part, knowing your low energy always makes your normally calm and cool partner fret. Even when you know you’ll recover in a couple of days and feel good enough to eat then, Kurapika works themselves into a frenzy, sometimes coaxing you for hours to at least eat a cup of brothy soup. It’s a bit funny, because they remain as stoic as ever, but check in with you every ten minutes. All furrowed brows and careful hands overlooking your condition.

You couldn’t help your sickly state whenever you were on your period, and you felt bad that they had to attend to you while juggling being a professional hunter.

“You don’t have to apologize, it’s okay if you don’t want to as long as you eventually eat. And, I still like you.” A bemused tone decorates their reassurance, and you afford them a small smile as you lean into them.

“I know, I just don’t like making you worried over me. You already have a lot going on, so I don’t want to add more to your plate.” You sigh, fiddling with the buttons of the heating pad controls.

Kurapika is silent for a moment, and you cautiously peer up at them.

They’re looking at you with an expression you can’t quite place, and you wonder if you should ask them what they’re thinking about when they pat your side.

“Can you move over a little? I want to lay with you.”

The ask makes your heart flutter.

Kurapika then pats you again in epiphany, “Ah wait, don’t move. Here, I’ll move you.”

They move to stand, kneeling beside the bed and holding their arms out. The chains around their fingers sway in waiting.

You wordlessly allow them to carry you, wrapping your arms around their neck and trying not to wince when they easily tuck their arms underneath you to lift you up.

“Alright,” They kiss the top of your head before settling back down onto the bed, holding you close.

You end up laid on their chest, your cheek resting in the nape of their neck as they rub your lower back. They knew that was where you usually hurt the most.

Kurapika’s long exhales brush across the top of your head, “How are you feeling now?”

“Definitely more comfortable. Thank you, you’re so good to me.” You reach out to kiss the side of their chin, the closest area to their lips that you can muster the strength for.

A grin forms across their features, subdued at first, and then their entire face surrenders. The happy sight is something you never hesitate to cherish, the rarity of being witness to it never lost on you. Your favorite part of their smile was how wide it could get, and how it always reached the shine of their eyes. It was like watching the clouds part to reveal the sun. Dreary gray splitting into shimmering ribbons of gold.

“What about you? How are you feeling?” You tuck your chin back into the curve of their neck.

A drawn out sigh leaves them and their expression instantly neutralizes. Kurapika pinches the high bridge of their nose with more frustration than you thought they could possess at the moment. 

The shift in mood hurries apprehension into your throat, “What is it?” 

They shake their head, but you place a placating hand on their cheek, turning their face to meet your gaze. Their skin is pale underneath your fingertips, much colder compared to the warmth nestled between your entangled bodies.

“It’s just been one of those weeks.” They dejectedly admit, looking down and then flitting their vision back up to your concerned face. Conviction lies in the stern lines of their face, but every edge seems weaker than before.

The most heartfelt wish you have is reserved for them. Impossible as it is, you wish that tragedy had never placed its burdensome hand on their life or their family. They were too honest, too infallibly sweet in spite of their cool demeanor to have suffered so greatly.

Understanding crosses your features and you hug them tightly. The smell of clean shampoo and fresh linen fills your lungs as they wrap their arms around you, burying their face into your shoulder. They always hugged you as if they needed it more than you.

Their lips move across the surface of your shoulder, “I’ll be okay. I’ve lived with this resentment for a long time. It’s part of me at this point. I’d rather make sure you’re taken care of right now than talk about it even more than I already do. You don’t deserve that.”

You minutely shake your head, “I don’t mind.”

Kurapika is silent for a contemplative moment, though you know to be patient. 

Finally, they speak again.

“It’s just been difficult lately. I don’t like how it feels, but I don’t want the trail to get cold,” They mutter, “It can’t get cold.”

Their tone is determined and filled with that desperate grief they’ve clung to since you’ve known them, but their grip on you remains gentle and secure.

You pat their head, hoping to comfort them, “It will get better. There’s no one more capable than you. I know it gets to be too much sometimes, but you’re not alone anymore. Remember that, and in the meantime…treat yourself kindly and trust that the timing will be right.”

They don’t attempt to reply, simply letting out a deep breath and easing further into your embrace. You simply breathe with each other, cheeks pressed together and resting in the quiet of the bedroom.

When you think your partner may have fallen asleep, suddenly their cadence washes over you again.

“You are one of the only few people that still make me feel human. That I still have the potential for goodness even after killing day in and day out. Even if it’s for a cruel reason like revenge, you stay with me. Think highly of me.”

They loosen their hold on you, drawing back to vigilantly examine your expression.

“I know I overthink, especially when you’re suffering like this. But…I’m just afraid of losing you.”

It is a fear Kurapika expresses to you often, especially in the vulnerable moments after you’ve been caught in the crossfire of a hunt or when they were seriously injured and unable to keep you safe until they were fully healed.

“That won’t happen.” The truth of it sits solidly on your tongue.

Separation is inconceivable, so much so that you are convinced that even if you died you would find some way back to Kurapika. 

“Oh? So sure?” Kurapika questions as they lean forward into your space, and heat rises in your cheeks at their teasing lilt.

“Very. I’m afraid of a world without you too, so we have to protect each other, right?”

The sentiment makes them find your hand to lace your fingers together.

“I’ll always protect you. You are part of my family now. I adore you more than you’ll ever know.”

The famed red glow of their eyes ignites around usually dark irises, scarlet intensifying their stare and filling you with mutual emotion. Their eyes looked just like they had when Kurapika first confessed to you, and when you first told them that you loved them and they said it back right away. 

You can hardly resist kissing them, so you give in. Kurapika returns it without hesitation, petal soft lips on yours and their hand warm against your palm. The rapid beat of their heart can be felt where their wrist presses against yours, and it’s so endearing you have to keep kissing them until your mind dissolves on their lips.

You pull away, seeing your shared bliss in the ruby of their eyes. Words will never be enough to explain how you feel about them, but you keep trying regardless.

“You are all I have ever hoped for. I would never want to be anywhere else, but here with you, Kurapika.” The confession from you is so sincere it makes your heart ache in your chest.

Seeing Kurapika soften as you speak makes you realize that any kind word from you is enough for Kurapika. More than enough even.

They lift your hand to their lips and kiss each knuckle. The honey color of their eyelashes nearly touches the tops of their cheeks when they close their eyes, and you can’t help but be in awe of such beauty. Once they finish their devoted administrations, they peek at you over the shape of your hand and you move to touch the outer corner of their eye.

“Your eyes won’t stop glowing. You must really love me, huh?”

They shrug, blond hair brushing the top of their shoulders and nonchalance overtaking their cadence.

“Maybe.”

The crimson radiance of their eyes never dims. 

You beam at their obvious inability to hide how much love they have for you, and you close the gap between you two with another fond kiss.

After you move apart, you stroke a tender line across their cheek.

“Thank you, I’m feeling much better now.”

Kurapika nods, and then blesses you with another smile.

“So am I.”

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End Notes:

LET THEM BE LOVED AND HAPPY I BEG OF YOU TOGASHI😭😭🙏

[astersplace]

any ship post - my simps in the tags

He was in love with a girl who loved the stars. The only feeling that ever matched her looking to the sky was how he felt seeing her. He thought it was silly at first, to be jealous of a ball of burning light, millions of miles away. He resented the stars at first, because he wanted her to look at him like that. But, every night, she dragged him outside to stare at them, and he never complained.

The first night that she fell asleep on his shoulder was the night he realized why she loved them so much.

He longed for her warmth beside him whenever they weren’t there. He wanted nothing more than to hear her voice in his ear, speaking softly so she didn’t disturb the dead silence of the night.

She could never be a disturbance in his eyes.

Soon it was him who dragged her outside. He always requested she describe all of them that she could see.

Even though he might’ve had them memorized himself, he would never pass up an opportunity to hear her voice.

[claranight]

Bear Onesie ||

Character: Kurapika, kid!oc(Kurta)

Genre: Very Fluff, slight augst, male!comfort

Summary: You and Kurapika started your relationship with each other. And you and Aki started to live with him in his hotel. You notice how tired and stress he’s getting from his job. So, you started to surprise him, something cute when he comes back home…

 Being cuddle up with Kurapika every night is like paradise. Sometimes Aki will join you in bed, he mostly goes between you and Kurapika. (Jealous little beans~) But it doesn’t stop Kurapika, he will cuddle the both of you, it felt like home to him. Snuggle up to his loved ones.

You saw how tired he is when he gets back home and goes back to his office to do some paperwork in his computer. Most of the time he doesn’t go back to bed and rest. You wanted to help him somehow but how? 

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 “I think we should help Kurapika relax somehow…�� you exclaim to Aki. You and Aki went out to buy something in the mall to gain ideas to solve your problem. You finish groceries and buy some more ingredients to make your famous tea for Kurapika.

“How would we be able to do that? He’s stubborn.” He pouted. He is helping you carry the groceries, and he’s toys that he beg you to buy.

“I know you want to help, don’t act like Killua as a tsundere.” You tease him. making Aki bust out steam and you can see how red he is. “I-I’M NOT!!!” he winced. You giggle and ruffle his head.

“You’re so cute!” you walk pass something that caught your eyes and walk backwards to take a closer look. “We’re buying that.” You rush in the store leaving a dumbfounded Aki.

“Buying what?” he looked at the shop stall and blushed. “STOP! COME BACK HERE!” he dropped the groceries and went inside to stop you.

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 “Ekkk! You’re so cute!” you took many pictures of Aki in the onesie while he is sulking with a red beat face on the corner of the living room. “You took my dignity away from me…”

You sweatdrop and lower you phone. “Where did you learn those big words…?” you muttered. “Beside that our problem has been solve! Mwahahah!” you laugh like a manic.

‘Evil lady….” Aki only thought came out, looking at your menace face while you’re laughing.

“Ok, lets get baking!” you took Aki in your arms. “With the onesie on?!” he asked.

“Don’t worry, you will be wearing an apron.” You told him. You started to bake something bittersweet since Kurapika doesn’t like sweet much and you’ll be making your famous tea, but you will add something special on it. You also took some pictures of Aki in an apron, eating cream that was on his finger. He became a taste tester, sometimes he will make a disgusting face when he taste something bitter in his system. You will laugh it off and take pic because you find it cute. (And maybe you’ll show it to Kurapika)

“Oof, hot!” you took out some cookies off the oven.

“Careful!” Aki exclaim.

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 Kurapika finally finish his bodyguard job, dealing with Neon was a handful. He open the door to his hotel room to see how dark it is. He was about to open up the lights until someone grabbed them and throw him into something soft like he is sitting on a cloud, in the living room. He tried to get up but something heavy push him down. He thought there was an intrude in the room, pushing him down but when he felt the heavy person, his size is like a child wearing something fluffy.

“Aki?” he asked. He tried to get a better look but it’s too dark. Until someone open the Transparent Christmas lights, all he saw was bear’s ears and two people in the room. He saw Aki buried his face in his chest, in a bear onesie. ‘Is he embarrass?’

Someone circle their arms on his back. “Hi~”

It was you in your bear onesie. Kurapika blushed a little from this scene. “W-what’s going on?” he asked nervously. Aki pointing at you. “She did this!” that made you laugh.

“‘We’ saw how tired you are, so…. we decide to make a little cute paradise for you.” You kissed his cheek. He felt his heart melted. You and Aki did this for him because you guys were worried about him and you did all this, this late?!

“NO! (Y/n)-niichan, did this. She was worried.” Aki pouted, sitting on Kurapika, glaring at you. You poke his cheek making him fall down on him.

“Aki has become a mini Killua. Cute right?” you asked him. All Kurapika did was nodded at your question, but then he remember something. He tried to get up but you pull him down. “Angel, I got something important to do.” He tried to get up again, but you just pull him harder with the help with Aki

“Don’t worry, I gave your boss a call and pay him to give you, less work and focus on your breaks with you get back home.” Both of them look at you with a shock expression. “YOU BRIDE HIM/THE BOSS?!” they exclaimed.

“Well… I didn’t ‘bribe’ him. I just gave him some services… I also will give him my service to take care of Neon.” You mutter the last part.

“Angel, you shouldn’t have done all that. This is my responsibility to avenge the Kurta clans. You shouldn’t have taken all my work away from me! What if they have any relate of the Phantom Troupe and connection of the Kurta eyes? What if-“ you stuff him a cookie in to his mouth, to make him shut up because you find it annoying.

“You talk too much. Listen, as your girlfriend, you’re my responsibility. Like Aki.” Aki yelled “Hey!” in the background. “Beside… I’ll looked at the paperwork to see if there are any connection. I don’t just jump and turn away from a blind eye to not notice your work. When it comes to my people, I’ll help. But you’re too stubborned to asked for help. Isn’t that right Aki?” you turned to Aki. He nodded really hard to confirm that you’re right. You took out some papers and gave it to Kurapika.

“Also don’t tell me nonsense that I already know, when I started dating you.” You hugged him close. “All I want you to do, is to relax…” Kurapika felt his face was about to tear up, but he wouldn’t let it.

He sighed and said, “Alright you win…thank you.” He muttered the last part, make you and Aki smiled at each other. “But you still should have involved yourself into my business.” Once he said that you huffed at him. “And where did you get the bear onesie?”

“Her fault! She brought it without thinking!” Aki accused you.

“Hey now, don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it Aki~” you teased. “I brought you that toy, so you have to wear it.”

“Hmph!!” he turned away from. It made you and Kurapika laugh.

The atmosphere was pleasant to Kurapika. It nice and warm, he doesn’t plan on leaving soon.

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BONUS:

“Why are you doing this to me…” Aki sulk. You showed my pictures of Aki making many cute gestures when he wore the onesie with the apron on. Kurapika think all of them is cute, but stop when he saw how upset Aki was, so he distract him with sweets, that you made.

“Sent me some of those.” He whisper in you ear and you nodded secretly.

[toraashi]

𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.

“my journey may finally begin. but... where would i go...? there is no home for me to return to... and nobody to welcome me back. i have nothing left.” 

info warnings: kurapika x gn!reader, i am so, so down bad, literally no other warnings, spoilers to kurapika’s past, lots of italics, 1k words, i was inspired by that quote because it broke my heart :(

Vulnerability.

Kurapika wondered what urged the human conscious to present itself in such an exposing way. The unquenchable desire to nourish intimacy between two individuals was an addiction that afflicted everyone, even himself. 

It was a privilege he couldn't indulge in, and yet, he caught himself falling into its trap over and over and over. 

It started with Gon, Killua, and Leorio. To his credit, he'd been naive back then. Naive and angry and alone. They had guided him to where he was, and the kindness they'd shown him wasn’t something he could disregard. So, he let them in time and time again. 

The second was Melody. How could he not? She barged into his heart without his consent, gently tip-toeing into the crevices of his psyche and confronting it head-on. He had no choice in the matter, and if he was being honest, her support and level-headed advice was something he treasured. She was reliable, and he owed her more than he could fathom. 

The friendships he’d collected were ones he cherished, but they were an undeniable liability (or so his logical mind insisted), and he couldn’t afford to let them in any more than he had. Following his time at the Yorknew auction, he swore to never bring another soul as close to him as they’d been. Any time spent with him was toeing the lines of death, fraternizing with darkness. All Kurapika had known was darkness, and he'd put his loved ones at risk enough already.

The third person that he’d caved to was you. It was a series of slips, of infiltrations to his heart that had caused him to grow close to you. You sneaking between his ribs and cradling his heart was a circumstance he never anticipated, and it was dangerous. But oh, the companionship was so rewarding, and the way you guided him into your heart was impossible for his lonely soul to resist. 

And now you sat beside him on a hotel room bed, thighs flush with his as you peered curiously down at the object in your hands. He watched you down the slope of his nose, lips gently parted, his cheeks warm. The yellow light painted deep shadows across your face, and your lashes collected it like dew drops on a spider’s web. 

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he regretted divulging his abilities to you, keenly aware of how drawn to him you already were, and how much this would further your interest.

You were lovely, holding the stake at the tail end of his judgment chain, the point digging into the pad of your finger, a push away from drawing a bead of blood. The blade glimmered in your hold, and your lashes fluttered as you flicked your gaze up to him, irises burning in the light. Your face was mere inches away, and he felt his face relax, eyes half-lidded as he watched you, studying your expression. 

“Kurapika?” You murmured, your voice clicking on the ‘pi’ in his name before decrescendoing into the last syllable. It was entrancing, and he was too self-indulgent. 

“What is it?” He replied, and your breath shuddered through your chest before you tilted your chin up, your nose brushing his just a smidge, enough to tickle. He stiffened, frozen in place when you dropped his judgment chain, and slowly (as if he would jump) reached for his fingers tangled with chains. Close enough to share a breath, you guided his hand to your chest, pressing the palm firmly against your heart. He could feel you shake (nervousness, no doubt, you seemed to be nervous around him), and found the will to speak before you did. “What… are you doing?” 

“I want you to use your judgment chain on me.” You breathed, holding his gaze as it smoldered like embers. A reflex told him to yank away, to push you back, and yell at you to leave him alone (for your safety). 

Someone like you (soft, kind) had no place in his dark life, and he refused to drag you into it. Unfortunately, it couldn't ever be that easy to deny you.

Kurapika furrowed his brows at your request, curling his knuckles into a fist and fixing you a disapproving look.

“You’re not the first person to ask this of me,” A consequence of vulnerability? Why did anyone close to him long to risk death? “And I will tell you the same thing I told them. I will not use my judgment chain on you.” Especially not you. He wasn’t quite sure why he was so steadfast in that sentiment. 

Your gaze wandered down the dangerous path of his nose, settling on something before immediately flicking back to his eyes. You were too close, and he couldn’t stop, he couldn’t—

“We’re in this together, aren’t we?” He inhaled sharply, instantly regretting the puff of perfume that filled his lungs. It smelled like a vice. It smelled like comfort. 

“We aren’t. I’ve told you this before.” Kurapika could feel the frustration filling his voice. Why wouldn’t you let him keep you safe? Keep himself safe?

Himself safe from what? He pondered. Safe from people who sought to hurt him? Or safe from you?

“I want to be.” Your fingers pushed through his, threading into the spaces and cradling his hand to your chest. It was warm, you were warm, and he was so, so far gone. 

“It’s dangerous,” He reminded you, voice barely above a breath, melting as your nose bumped his once more. 

“And?” You urged, and he couldn’t help the way his eyes wandered, your lips looked plush, and with his mind muddied with all things you, he couldn’t think of anything else.

“You make me lose focus.” The tone of his voice was meant to be discouraging, and yet his words only served to spur you on. It was rewarding, the way you visibly flustered, snappy retorts having been stolen, and Kurapika allowed himself a minute smile, one that curved his lip ever so slightly. Unpeeling his fingers from yours, you watched entirely starstruck as he curled his knuckle under your chin, his cool chains speckling goosebumps across your skin. 

As he came to terms with the decision he was about to make, he let the smile fall, eyes lidded lazily (scorching red) before he leaned in, murmuring one final sentence before indulging in the most dangerous vulnerability he’d ever known.

“Forgive me.” 

Your eyes fluttered close in reciprocation, and he knew you always would.

[attackurheart88]

hi! hcs on kurapika having an s/o whose nen technique involves plants? like she can create any plant she wishes to create and sometimes when she gets flustered flowers would pop up from her hair thank you!! 💕💕💕

• Without wanting to, Kurapika quickly found himself growing a hobby as a gardener

• He quickly grows accustomed to the sight of plants on the table, the window, the counter, and the vines on the ceiling.

• The scent of them clings to his clothes

• He spends his free time bonding with you by watering the plants and learning their meanings

• He likes to surprise you with a new meaning every week. After your third date, Kurapika gave you flowers to tell you how he felt. Watching as a small flower bloom in your hair as your cheeks reddened was astonishing to him.

• Kurapika would tease you about it every time it happened.

• “You look so adorable.”

• “Did I embarrass you?”

• “You know what I’d like to do right now…”

• Kurapika shamelessly teases you in public just to see your hair get covered in flowers due to your embarrassment. It's even better when you try to put on a brave face as if you're unbothered only for the pop of a flower to betray your feelings

• Kurapika never cared much for plants, but now, if he sees one, he immediately thinks of you

[foreverfangirl2001]

Drunk Kurapika

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"[Y/n]!" Leorio bursted into your apartment with no warning.

"Leorio what the heck are you thin-" you stopped yourself when you looked over to him and found a drowsy Kurapika leaning on him. "What happened?!" You quickly got up from your couch and walked to them - examining the semi passed out boy.

"We were at the bar and well...he got a little carried away.." he rubbed the back of his neck. You stop examining him and nodded.

"I see...so why did you bring him here?"

"Well I have class in the morning and I can't take care of him all night or i'll be a zombie during class. I asked Gon and Killua but Gon was busy and Killua refused...so your my and his only option." You sighed.

"Fine put him on the couch."

"Arigato [Y/n]-chan!" he slightly bowed to you than quickly laid Kurapika on the couch.

"Yeah yeah"

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AfterLeorio left Kurapika didn't wake up from his druken slumber so you decided to get ready for bed.

You went into your bedroom and picked out a gray tank top with black and white sleeping shorts, then started to change when you heard a loud crash. You quickly finished clothing yourself then rushed out of your bedroom into your loft area to find Kurapika stumbling about the kitchen knocking things over. "Kurapika what on earth are you doing!" you hurried over to him.

"Oh, hi [Y/n]" He smiled at you then begin to walk over to you, tripping in the process. You met him then put his arm around your shoulder walking him to the couch to sit down. "[Y/n] what are you doing" he asked innocently as you sat him down on the couch.

"Im taking care of you since you were stupid enough to get drunk. Honestly Kurapika I know your smarter than that." You raised your voice with out even realizing it.

"I see, i'm sorry for being such a burden." his head was down making his blond hair cover his eyes. You sat down beside him, close enough so your shoulders were touching.

"Your not a burden Kurapika-kun, i'm sorry for raising my voice." He raised his head and looked at you again causing his grey eyes to meet with your [e/c] ones.

"[Y/n]....I..." Kurapika's face was a light shade of pink as the gape between you two seemed to become smaller.

"Shh" you put your finger over his lips "Try to get some rest, okay? I'll be in my room if you need anything. We'll talk in the morning." You smiled at him than kissed his head before getting up, heading towards you room. Your hand was on the handle to your bedroom door when someone hugged you from behind. You squeaked surprised from the contact. "Kurapika wha-" Before you could continues he released from the hug and grabbed your shoulders turning you around so your eyes meet with his once again, with your faces only inches from each other. "Kurapika-" he put his finger on your lips mocking your actions from earlier.

"Shh" he took his finger of your lips only to replace it with his soft lips. Your eyes widened, shocked by his actions you stood there not knowing what to do. Taking notice of your response he removed his lips from yours. "I'm sorry..." he said softly. You couldn't help but feel guilty, the boy you grew a liking for kissed you and your response was to stand there and do nothing! He turned away from you and started to walk away but you grabbed his hand before he could. "Huh?" you pulled him back to you. Not realizing how harshly you pulled him back until it was to late. You found yourself pinned to your bedroom door by Kurapika.

"I-I'm sorry Kurapika! I-" you were once again cut off by his soft lips crashing into yours making his kiss a bit rougher than before. It shocked you but this time you kissed him back almost immediately. Your lips moved in sync until you broke it. "Kurapika..." you put your hand on his chest. "Your drunk, you don't know what your doing." you felt tears forming in your eyes. You bit your lip attempting to hold them back but failed. A tear escaped from your eye and rolled down your down your cheek. Kurapika noticed immediately.

"[Y/n]" he put his hand on your lower cheek and wiped away the tear with his thumb. "I know exactly what i'm doing, I love you."

"I-I love you too." After hearing those words he kissed you once again this time sweet and innocently. The kiss seemed to go on forever and you never wanted it to end.

You heard the front door burst open with a voice soon following. "Yo [Y/n] is-" the two of you broke the kiss and quickly moved away from eachother with flushed faces."Uh...I think i'm just gonna go..." Killua backed up then started running down the hall yelling for Gon.

"Heh" Kurapika laughed nervously/akwardly while rubbing the back of his neck.

"I have a bad feeling about that." you sighed "Oh well!" you grabbed Kurapika's hand and dragged him into your bedroom.

"[Y-Y/n]?!"

[bwabys-scenarios]

Tears and Cake(NSFW)

Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KURAPIKA!! 💗💗💗

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Since the massacre, Kurapika has spent his birthdays alone and in silence. Sometimes he’d get himself a little treat to celebrate the special occasions, but most of the time his birthday would pass by without him even noticing.

That was, until he met you.

The two of you had met up for some coffee and snacks while he was in town, and the topic of birthdays came up.

“Yeah, my birthday is actually next month!” you said, watching his eyes widen slightly.

“Really? I’ll have to send you a gift. I’ll be busy, but I promise I’ll come to celebrate with you when I’m able.”

“That’s okay. And yours?”

Kurapika blinked, looking at you. “My what?”

“Your birthday. I told you mine, what about yours?”

For a moment, he considered whether he should tell you or not. It wasn’t a day he liked talking about… not anymore.

But the way you looked at him, as if you were already planning something made his heart twist. It was important to you, so it would be important to him.

“It’s… April 4th.”

“Oh, so 4/4? That’s pretty cool!”

And that was that. The topic changed to something business related, and when the two of you were full of coffee and baked goods, you parted so he could go and get some work done.

‘Now, it’s time to plan his birthday…’

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Kurapika was swamped at with work lately, juggling being a bodyguard while also trying to find information on the Phantom Troupe and possible locations of the scarlet eyes.

The days were blending together, and he struggled to remember what day of the week it was most days, much less what day of the month it was.

So when you called him up asking if he’d be free that weekend, he cleared his schedule for a much needed break.

After all, you were really the only person he made time for these days. The two of you had been dating for about a year now. He always felt a bit bad about not spending enough time with you. You never asked for much though, and with how excited you were over the phone, how could he say no?

That didn’t mean he was super excited. Kurapika was exhausted, both physically and mentally drained. He slept nearly the entire train ride to your hometown, and was still tired when he hailed a taxi to your place.

By the time he got there, the sun was setting, casting your apartment in an orange glow. The stairs up to your apartment door felt so familiar. He’d walked up the flight a hundred times, usually carrying chocolates or flowers to make up for his long absences.

And now he was at your doorstep, knocking with one hand while carrying a plush in the other. He had found the thing in his travels, something he knew you liked to collect. Kurapika couldn’t wait to see the look of surprise on your face when you saw he had found the exact one you had been looking for.

When you opened the door, he sighed in contentment. Just getting to see you in person already put his mind at ease. Every second he was away from you, Kurapika worried over you and your safety. After all, there were a lot of people out for Kurapika’s head. It made sense that you would have a target on your back due to this, which was why you were occasionally visited by his close friends for wellness checks.

He adore you endlessly, it was evident in the way he melted the second your eyes lit up at both him and the plush in his arms. “Oh, you found it! Eeek!”

You grabbed it from his arm, squealing in delight and spinning in a circle. “I love it, thank you so much, Pika!”

Kurapika walked in after you cracked the door open a bit, his eyes soft. It smelled sweet, like vanilla and cinnamon. A bouquet of flowers sat on the kitchen table, and he blushed to think you may have picked them up for his visit.

“It was no trouble, love. I’m happy whenever you’re happy.”

Your cheeks heated up, and you couldn’t help but lean against him, wanting his attention. “Mmph… missed you so much, Pika…”

His own cheeks turned a pale pink as he wrapped his arms around you, his lips placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Missed you too, angel. More than you could ever know.”

Kurapika knew that even you, someone who was more patient and kind than anyone he knew could get lonely sometimes. The guilt of being away from you more often than by your side ate away at him, and sometimes he wondered if being with someone who could give you more attention might be better for you in the long run.

But as you led him to the kitchen, unable to keep the excited smile off your face, he realized how much you truly loved him, and that the prospect of you loving another would never come true.

On the table was a small chocolate cake, with strawberries and candles placed neatly on the top. Sitting nearby were a few presents, and another bouquet of flowers too.

“Happy birthday, Kurapika!”

For a moment, Kurapika was in shock. He’d been so busy that he hadn’t even remembered that his birthday was that weekend. But you had, and his heart thumped against his chest with love and affection for you.

“Kurapika… are you alright?”

He didn’t realize he had started to cry until your gentle hands were wiping away his tears. He blinked, his expression shifting to one of devotion and gratitude.

“Oh, my angel… this is all for me?”

You nodded, smiling as you sat him down in front of his cake. He blushed when you took out your phone and pressed record. Kurapika usually didn’t like being on camera, but with you it was different. He knew you just wanted to capture the moment to look back on later… and he loved that about you.

As you sang happy birthday to him, Kurapika knew that one day, you would be his wife. He thought he had been sure before, but now it was all clear to him.

For a while before you met, his future was blank for him. He didn’t plan anything, knowing there was a possibility he could die attempting to complete his mission.

But with you… he could almost picture your wedding day. Him in traditional Kurta attire, and you in a white gown. It was so clear, he could imagine the day the two of you hunched over a pregnancy test, and him pulling you in for a kiss when it was positive.

When he blew out the candles, Kurapika could only think of one wish he would ever want to come true.

‘I want to stay with (Name) forever…’

“Made your wish?” you asked, giving his cheek a kiss. The blonde smiled, sighing contentedly as he leaned into your touch.

“Mhm… I did.”

The presents were all wonderful, ranging from a scarf you knitted yourself, to a pair of ruby earrings that matched his eyes. Each item was tucked carefully away into his satchel, where he promised to the gods above that he would give back to you tenfold.

This love, this adoration was almost overwhelming, and as you smiled at him in bed, he couldn’t help but act out his feelings by pulling you closer.

“I want you…” he said softly, his thumb caressing your cheek. “It’s been too long since I’ve pleased you. Please, my angel… let me make you feel good.”

Your cheeks heated up, and you pouted just a little. “B-but it’s your birthday, shouldn’t I be pleasing you?”

He chuckled, moving to hover above you. “My love, making you cum pleases me more than anything else.”

“O-oh…” you couldn’t protest one bit as he removed your pajama pants, giving your lacy panties a soft smirk.

“It’s like you planned for this, (Name). Aren’t these the panties I bought for last week?”

You nodded, trying to hide your flustered face. “I was… hoping we would… be intimate tonight.”

Kurapika felt bad for just a moment… he had only thought about how much he had been craving you… but how about the longing you felt? How long had his little angel been waiting for him to make love to her? It had been at least two months…

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I should be taking better care of you…”

He gave a soft lick to the wet spot already forming on your panties, groaning at the taste of your arousal on his tongue. “Need it…”

Your panties were off in a second, and his face was buried between your thighs. It felt amazing, and you were cumming within a minute. His tongue circling your clit, his fingers thrusting into your needy cunt was too much for you to take, especially after going without for so long.

“P-Pika!”

The little pants and moans that left your mouth when you came were enough to get his cock rock hard, painfully pressing against his pants. He was quick to tug off his pants and boxers, desperate to be inside of your warm cunt.

“F-fuck, (Name)… so sorry, angel, need you so bad.”

Usually, Kurapika spent a lot more time between your legs, often leaving your thighs shaking from overstimulation… but today he was too needy.

He snapped his hips against yours, sinking into you until he was buried to the hilt. The whine you let out as your pussy clenched around him was enough to have him rutting into you like an animal.

Kurapika was usually such a gentle lover, but something had snapped inside of him tonight. He needed you like a man dying of thirst needed water. You weren’t just part of his life, you were essential.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to cum together, considering how long you both had gone without another. He kissed you as his cum painted your walls, softly moving his hips as he came down from his high.

You were both exhausted after, but completely happy and satisfied at the same time. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little when you yawned, nuzzling your face against his chest.

“My sleepy girl…”

He placed a kiss on your forehead before he carried you to the bathroom for a quick bath. If Kurapika was good at anything, it was aftercare. He always made you feel appreciated and beautiful, his hands cleaning away the sweat and cum from your body as you sleepily clung to him.

When he wrapped a fluffy towel around you, gently drying you off, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Got… one last present for you, Pika…”

He tilted his head. “Another? But you’ve already given me so much, I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

You smiled, reaching into the drawer by your bed. “Oh, it’s something you’ve been wanting for a while.”

After he helped dress you in comfy, warm pajamas, he yawned, taking the box from your hands. “Open it…”

Kurapika couldn’t believe his eyes. He had to look several times, the usual brown shade turning scarlet as tears fell down his cheeks.

“You’re… pregnant?”

Inside the box was a pregnancy test with two lines showing. You nodded, giggling in delight when he pulled you into his arms.

Kurapika sobbed, unable to stop himself from crying as you rubbed his back. “My angel… oh my love, you’re carrying our baby?”

“Yes… I found out a few weeks ago. It’s been hard hiding it, but I thought revealing it today would be more special-“

He covered your face and neck in kisses, kneeling before you so he could lift your shirt. It was like a devoted believer kneeling before their goddess in prayer, his lips soft on your belly.

The future that he had been looking forward to was already here… his girlfriend was pregnant, they were in love, and now he could only think of one thing.

“Marry me, (Name).”

And you said yes, your own eyes filling with tears as you embraced. He didn’t have a ring now, but by god he would get you the best one there was as soon as possible. You would get everything you wanted, he was devoted to you, body and soul.

As the two of you fell asleep that night, Kurapika felt grateful, and so goddamn happy. He had so many things to look forward to, so many reasons to keep living when he thought he would never even make it into his 20s.

But today, he was 21, engaged, and a father to be.

This was the best birthday of his life… and he would never forget it as long as he lived.

[white-poppie]

Baby but Baddass?!

Request: Hello i saw the hxh x reader au soulmates thingy, AND I LUV IT! if you mind can i request a fic where the main 4 killua,gon,kurapika and leorio has a crush on a reader whos really weak? thats all! And its fine if u decline my request

A/N: Thank you! honestly, at first I was about to decline the request because I thought I wouldn't be able to write it, but then I added a little spice to it.

Pairing: Main 4 with Gn! reader

Hunter x Hunter (ハンタ x ハンタ)

Gon

Doesn't really care??

I mean he has grown up on whale island, where no one had nen, so it is not that big of a deal.

He has made it clear multiple times that he loves you no matter what!

He was so proud when he first took you to meet aunt Mito and couldn't stop smiling the entire time (😭🫶)

He thinks you are fully capable of taking care of yourself, he is just a little cautious when he senses someone dangerous when you are with him.

He calls you 'cupcake'

The first time he took you to meet his friends, you were a little worried and scared, but it all worked out and they were really supportive!

Especially Leorio (he finds you relatable.)

Overall, Gon is a very empowering guy and a little baby!

Killua

Hate to break it to you, but unlike Gon, this guy isn't the most validating.

Like how can you not know how to defend yourself?

He thinks you are a pain, but still follows you around like a lost puppy (tsundere smh.)

Thinks that you are incapable of doing any work, just because you are physically weak?

Like boi, not everyone can use nen.

He is doing all his work for you, but with a scowl on his face.

Like: *picks up boxes* "you can't do shit!" *scowling*.

Bro, let me work in peace smh

(You appreciate it though, you know he is a little rude, but doesn't mean it.)

Leorio

He thinks you guys are meant to be.

Except for his medical skills, his nen isn't really- oh well.

Literally cannot stop bragging about you to his friends.

PDA PDA PDA doesn't understand the concept of personal space.

I have already said it in my relationship hcs. He is a doctor, but if you get hurt he will panick™

Eventhough he is pretty weak himself, he is baby-proofing the entire house like a pro

My only question in this is, "who told you, you are stronger?"

Kurapika

💌💞

oh boy, this is gonna be emotional.

Kurapika doesn't doubt your ability to protect yourself, he has just lost so many people in his life, he can't help, but be a little overprotective.

Like, you probably have a tracker somewhere that is connected to his phone, if you stop at an unknown location for too long, he is immediately calling you.

He is just concerned, poor baby always feels so anxious.

He was even hesitant to ask you out because he didn't want to get rejected, because he knew he would still silently care for you.

You were the one who ended up confessing first.

A/N: mann I am so in love with Kurapika :,)

Tags: @akumicchi @jazzylove @futuristicallykawaiiturtle @kristaline2dmensimp @rintaroubby @nanaseishiro

Hunter x Hunter (ハンタ x ハンタ)

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[ihatealimore]

Honey Whiskey

(word count: 2,135)

As Kurapika sits beside Leorio at the bar, he observes his friend chatting energetically while downing a mug of beer quickly. Occasionally, Leorio flashes a wink at the bartender or any woman who approaches the general vicinity of the bar.

Initially having no intention to drink himself, Kurapika finds his resolve wavering when Leorio brings up how (Y/N) would often join him for drinks. Perhaps indulging in one or two beverages wouldn't be such a bad idea after all...

"How's your drink, Kurapika? Do you like it?" Leorio prods him after finishing his beer and setting the glass back down on the bar.

Kurapika picks up the glass of whiskey his friend had ordered for him, examining the transparent liquid with an indifferent gaze. He takes a small sip, the drink burning down his throat and making his eyes water slightly, "It's strong."

Leorio easily became distracted by the bartender taking his empty glass and walking away. He turns in his chair to face Kurapika, hopefully asking, "Oh, do you think she would give me her number?"

The blonde-haired man casts a glance towards the bartender then back at Leorio who keeps trying to make flirty eye contact with her. He sighs lightly and takes another sip of his whiskey, "Leorio," He starts in his usual stern tone, "Your chances would be better if you behaved more maturely."

"You're so mean," Leorio pouts, crossing his arms petulantly, which was really only proving Kurapika's point, "Girls like me! I haven't gotten anyone's number yet but-"

Kurapika interrupts him with a smirk, "Failing to get any numbers isn't exactly convincing evidence in your favor, is it?" 

The alcohol was starting to loosen his normally iron grip on his composure.

"You'll see!" Leorio chugs down another mug of beer, earning a chuckle from his friend, "What about you and (Y/N)? What's going on there?"

Kurapika's laughter quickly fades at the mention of your name and his gaze drops to his own drink, "There's nothing going on," He responds stiffly, avoiding Leorio's teasing gaze.

"But she talks about you a lot and it seems like you guys spend a lot of time together," Leorio is quick to point out to him.

The Kurta takes a moment to process Leorio's words, his grey eyes flickering with surprise. He had never realized you talked about him outside of work, let alone 'a lot.' 

"She... Talks about me?" He questions slowly.

"Yeah, all the time!"

"Really?" Kurapika's eyebrows went up, a rare show of surprise on his normally impassive face. He takes another sip from his drink to hide the sudden flush on his cheeks.

As the night progresses, Kurapika indulges in a few more drinks, thinking he knows his limit. He was wrong. He finds himself thoroughly intoxicated, while Leorio roams the crowded bar, talking to anyone who will look his way.

A presence in the seat beside him and an all too familiar voice draws his attention, "Kurapika, I didn't expect to see you here."

He turns to see none other than (Y/N) smiling at him, your eyes twinkling with amusement, "(YN)," Kurapika greeted, a bit too enthusiastically and louder than he had intended.

His mind is swirling but he's able to recognize your voice instantly. How strange. He needs to regain control of himself before you realize how drunk he is.

"Leorio dragged you here, huh?" You remark with a chuckle, flagging down the bartender to order a drink, "Is that whiskey? I'm surprised."

Trying to regain some sense of control over his inebriated state, Kurapika responds a little more defensively than he meant to, "Leorio wanted company and... It's not bad."

"Let's agree to disagree. Whiskey is disgusting," You say as you take your own drink from the bartender, thanking them before taking a sip.

Despite his drunken state, Kurapika finds himself chuckling along, playfully stating, "Then I suppose it's a good thing I'm the one drinking it."

"We can agree on that. I figured you weren't much of a drinker," You muse with a teasing grin.

"I'm not... Usually," He admits as he lets his gaze drift towards you, "But it seems there's something about being around you and Leorio that encourages such behavior."

You can't help but let a laugh slip from your lips, "Mostly Leorio though, right?" You wonder as your eyes scan the bar, trying to spot him, "He wandered off and left you here, huh?"

Kurapika nods, more as a confirmation to himself than to you, "Yes, typical Leorio," He mutters with a faint smile on his lips.

"Very typical," You finally make eye contact with Leorio from across the bar, offering him a friendly wave.

A sudden, unexpected pang of jealousy flares up in Kurapika's chest. It's a new and confusing sensation that he quickly tries to dismiss, "(Y/N)," He finds himself blurting out without thinking, "I don't want you to look at Leorio."

He surprised himself with his burst of possessiveness. It seems the alcohol is revealing parts of him even he wasn't aware existed. But it also feels genuine. He wonders if this feeling has been hiding somewhere deep inside all along.

"Eh?" You tilt your head in confusion, your brow furrowed, "Why's that? Did he do something stupid?"

"No, it's just..." He hesitates before leaning in closer, his inebriated mind deciding to spill everything, "I want you here with me," He confesses, his eyes locked on yours.

Your eyes widen in surprise before a knowing smile forms on your lips, "Oh, I get it. You're drunk, aren't you?"

Caught off guard, he blinks at you a few times before laughing weakly. His face flushes more than it already was from the alcohol as he admits, "Hmm, maybe."

A chuckle escapes your lips at his hesitant admission, "I never thought I'd see the day."

"Neither did I," He replies, finding himself smiling back at you, "It's strange but not entirely unpleasant."

"It's cute, you know," You begin, "To see you act more open. And maybe even a little jealous?"

"Cute?" He echoes, his brows knitting together at the unfamiliar word. At your insinuation, his face turned a darker shade of pink, "I... Maybe."

No one has ever described him as cute before. And you noticed the jealousy too. Maybe it was more obvious than he thought.

"Don't worry," You reassure him, setting your hand on top of his, "You have my full attention."

He stares at your hand on his, his mind swimming in a heady mixture of alcohol and emotions. With a small nod, Kurapika responds softly yet sincerely, "Thank you, (Y/N)."

You take another sip of your drink, adding, "I'm all ears. We can talk about anything you would like."

He blinks at you, feeling a slight sobering effect from your words. He isn't sure why but he trusts you in this moment more than anyone else, "I want to talk about us."

Is this what people call 'liquid courage'?

"Us?" You contemplate, "What about us?"

"Well..." The Kurta begins, fumbling for words. His inebriated mind is struggling to find the right ones until he finally manages to say, "I suppose... How we feel about each other."

You're caught off guard by his words, speechless for a moment before nodding, "Sure, but are you okay to talk about this while drunk? I don't want you to say anything you'll regret."

"I... I think it's okay," He mutters, not quite trusting himself but feeling like he needs to say this, "I want you to know how much I appreciate your presence in my life."

Even if the words are slurred and uncertain, they come from a place deep within him, one that holds enormous respect and affection for you. It doesn't matter if it's alcohol-induced or not. These feelings are real.

You find yourself smiling at him reverently, the next words falling from your lips easily, "The feeling is mutual."

Hearing those words from you, Kurapika can't help but feel a sense of relief washing over him. He offers you an appreciative smile in return and whispers softly, "I'm glad," Watching you take another sip of your beverage, he bites his tongue in vain, unable to stop the next words from slipping out of his mouth, "(Y/N), I feel more than just appreciation for you. Much more."

"Much more?" You question him, echoing his confession. 

Kurapika takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the dizziness brought on by his sudden admission, "I think I might have feelings for you."

The words are out in the open now and there's no taking them back. As terrifying as it is, part of him feels relief, maybe because they were so long overdue.

Silence hangs in the air around him for a lingering moment until you look up from your drink, your eyes boring deeply into his, "I'm glad it's not just me then."

His heart pounds loudly in his chest as he digests your words. A smile slowly spreads across Kurapika's face, visible relief wrapping around him, "You feel the same?"

He never allowed himself to entertain this possibility but you have feelings for him too? It feels like a dream, too good to be true. Yet, it's real.

"Is that surprising?"

"A bit, yes," Kurapika admits, his honesty shining through even in his drunken state, "I didn't think someone like me could evoke such feelings."

You raise an eyebrow at his statement, wondering, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean... Someone who is so focused on their past, and vengeance, and," He pauses momentarily before murmuring, "Someone who doesn't know how to love or be loved."

He has always been aware of his shortcomings when it comes to emotional connections. But having them brought to the surface like this makes him feel vulnerable yet eager at the same time.

"But those things don't define you, Kurapika. I like you for who you are," You explain, setting your drink down to take both of his hands in yours, "You're intelligent, stubborn, annoyingly so sometimes. But most of all, you're caring and kind."

His heart warms at your words, a genuine smile tugging at his lips, "You really think so?"

"I know so. You're someone that means a lot to me," You confess, squeezing his hands gently while maintaining eye contact.

"And you..." Kurapika begins, his gaze softening, "You're strong, resilient. You have this knack for understanding people that's truly remarkable. Despite your own stubborn nature," He gives a small chuckle at the thought, "You are incredibly patient and kind-hearted."

"That's very sweet of you," You respond with a smile, feeling touched by his words.

"You're beautiful, (Y/N)," He adds hesitantly, his heart pounding in his chest, "Not just outwardly but your soul too. The way you handle situations with grace and understanding, the strength that shines through when times are tough. It's all incredibly captivating."

It feels both invigorating and terrifying to be this open about his feelings towards you. But seeing you smile at his words makes it all worth it. You've always been his pillar of support when things get tough, someone he deeply cares about.

"I like seeing this side of you," You muse softly, "Drunk Kurapika is a real sweet talker."

Kurapika gives an amused chuckle at this, nodding in acceptance, "Well, I can't promise this sweet-talking version of me will stick around once the effects wear off, but it's nice to know you aren't entirely opposed to it."

"Not at all," You reassure him, "Though I do wonder how much of this you'll remember in the morning."

Kurapika lets out a hushed sigh, raking his fingers through his blonde locks, "I'm not sure. But if I forget... Would you remind me of this conversation?"

"Of course, I will," You agree with a nod before teasing him with a small smirk, "If you weren't so drunk, I'd be inclined to kiss you."

Kurapika feels his heart skip a beat at your words. He blinks, stunned and somewhat hopeful as he responds weakly, "I am... Not that drunk."

Your suggestion brings an unexpected flutter in his stomach. A mix of excitement and nervousness floods over him at the thought that you might want to kiss him too, just like he has found himself wanting on multiple occasions since you and him started opening up about your emotions towards each other tonight.

You snort out a laugh, "Oh, is that so? Can you say your ABC's backwards?"

"Z, Y..." Kurapika begins before stopping and groaning. His mind is too clouded to think clearly enough for a complex task such as this, "You're asking the impossible, (Y/N)."

"That's adorable," You reach out to ruffle his hair playfully, "I appreciate your attempt."

He gives a wry smile at your comment, swatting your hand away gently from his hair, "You're enjoying this too much."

"How could I not?" You muse with a laugh, adding, "How about this? I'll owe sober Kurapika a kiss."

Kurapika heart flutters in his chest, "Then I'll make sure to remind you of your promise when I'm sober, (Y/N)."

Even in his increasingly intoxicated state, this one promise from you holds a significant importance for him. A vow that brings forth an exciting anticipation within his chest. Maybe drinking wasn't such a bad idea after all. 

[hisokakissmeplz]

How They Sleep

Adulttrio + Kurapika and Leorio

Slight nsfw for Hisoka

CHROLLO

Would suffocate you.

Like I will not take criticism on this one, he needs to be as close as humanly possible to sleep at all

he doesn't sleep much but when he does it's quite peaceful and he doesn't move much

As I said before he likes to be close to you and the closet he feels he can get is you lying on your back and him lying on your stomach so that's how you all sleep

I feel like he would also like read to you or tell you bedtime stories

There are books upon books stacked on his end table so you have a large variety

He sleeps in black sweats and a tee btw

Idk that's it ig

LEORIO

the coochie man

Kind of a creep like he would want you to lay a certain way so he can have his hands on your ass

Doesn't he sleep naked in the 1999 version

Idk either that or boxers he likes to stay cool

Would snore like honk shoo honk shoo most definitely and then denies it in the morning like

One morning you call it to his attention and he's like 'um no I was not snoring you were. ' and gives you the silent treatment until you apologize

Probably goes to bed super late because he's studying yk and would let you fall asleep in his lap if you are tired before he was.

Sometimes he falls asleep with you and you guys wake up together in his chair and he just kisses your forehead and nuzzles against your shoulder

ILLUMI

He doesn't

Not much anyways

He would make a fuss if you ask to cuddle him even though he loves it

He wants you to think he's tough so he won't verbally ask if you want to cuddle he'll just kinda drag you into the bed with him and wrap his arms around you

lays on your chest and let's you braid his hair

Big spoon he likes to protect you even while you're sleeping

listens to your heartbeat to fall asleep

Sleeps in his sweats and shirtless

His body's naturally pretty cold so you guys kind of just huddle up under the blanket and fall asleep like that

His grip would be so tight like even while he's asleep he would not let go

if you wake up before him you'd have to wake him up if you wanted to get out of bed otherwise you're not leaving

He always apologizes the best he can when you tell him you need to pee or something

'sorry I guess I didn't realize' and you would tell him it's fine and he would kiss your cheek or your hand on

Does it all again when you get back in bed

HISOKA

kind of like chrollo he loves cuddles

He'd probably suffocate you too

he doesn't sleep as much as normal ppl do but is less against it than Illumi

Likes to sleep in any position with direct contact and prefers to sleep with his head on your chest and his hands wrapped around you waist or vice versa

Always big spoon he likes to engulf you with his arms and body

His body is really warm and produces a lot of heat so sometimes you get hot but there's no way he's letting you go til he's ready to get up

His hair is long and down while you're asleep so when you wake up it's either in your face, splayed out over your shoulder or chest or just barely covering his face while he sleeps

Would dream of you almost every night

Wet dreams ofc

Don't be surprised if you hear him moaning in his sleep bc we all know he's a creep

That's why he likes to sleep with his face in your chest if you have tits

If he wakes up first he'd probably try to wake you up by kissing your neck and leaving hickeys or groping you if you're okay with that

He's a somnophiliac but would only act on it if it's consensual as with everything thing else

morning sex obviously

Probably has sexsomnia too

Anyway he sleeps naked

He would wear his boxers if you make him put on clothes but would whine about it

'but baby please, you see me naked all the time what does it matter if we're sleeping' or 'but love, you know I get hot at night' don't suggest not cuddling either because he will grab a hold of you and almost smother you in a hug to prove his point

Kisses you good morning and good night

KURAPIKA

Like Illumi he doesn't sleep much

An extremely light sleeper too like je can hear a pin drop in his sleep

He has nightmares sometimes and wakes up in the middle of the night

Cuddling you always make him feel better

Would switch between big spoon and little spoon

Blankets and lots of pillows surrounding you almost like a pillow fort

Sleeps with a fan on bc he likes the noise

Would hum to you while you lay on his chest

Likes to curl up behind you and cuddle you with your back to his chest

If you get up while he's asleep he'll wake up no matter what

'where are you going? Oh okay, come right back alright?'

Let's you play with his hair

Kiss your head and whispers 'i love you' once he thinks you've fallen asleep

You can probably tell who my favorite is but that's okay. Also I was not expecting my last post to get any attention but ty all<3