#phantom troupe imagines

[tazzertopia]

phantom troupe negative traits/habits hcs

*i’m aware that being thieves and murderers are already pretty negative traits but this is more related to their personality 😊😊😊

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chrollo

-unintentionally can sound super sarcastic and condescending

-like if he’s explaining something the cadence of his voice might sound like he’s mocking you, when in reality he just sounds like that

-if you’re in a pissy mood and he’ll ask what’s wrong it kinda sounds sarcastic ?????

-he’ll see you crying and be like:

“are you okay? what’s up?”

and you’ll kinda just be like 🤨🤨🤨 i’m literally crying ???????? what do you MEAN “what’s up?”

-he’ll apologise for sounding sarcastic but he was genuinely asking

-the troupe knows that’s just how he sounds but anyone who doesn’t know him that well just thinks he’s being a prick

shalnark

-literally has zero social awareness

-considering he sees other people as toys, he doesn’t give a single fuck about randos in public

-he’s the type to have a loud conversation on speakerphone on a busy, crowded train filled to the brim with tired people who just got off their 9-5 and want to go home 💔

“hello? yeah, of course i can talk! so today i was-“

“SHUT THE FUCK UP”

“…..anyways so-“

-is always confused as to why people are glaring at him but like i said, he really couldn’t give one

-he also probably sees someone who’s about to doze off or looks visibly irritated and will make it his mission to piss them off as much as possible and strike up a conversation with them

phinks

-extremely sore loser

-if you’re playing a game with him (like mario kart) and he’s about to lose, he will walk away right then and there and quit

-will claim the game is rigged and that’s why he was about to lose (if he wins, he will rub it in and tell you to just improve at the game)

-the troupe audibly groans whenever he asks to join in when they play video games

-one time he unplugged the tv when he lost a game against feitan and shalnark (if he doesn’t win, NOBODY gets to win)

-will claim the other person cheated if he loses

“COME ON!! SHALNARK PROBABLY HACKED THE GAME OR SOMETHING, MAKING ME LOSE!”

“…have you ever considered that maybe you just suck at the game?”

*throws remote at tv*

-just let him win if you want to have a easy breezy life

uvogin

-absolutely zero volume control

-he’s loud in public, but he’s completely unaware how loud he’s being

-this also makes him the worst person to tell secrets to

*pspspspswhisperwhisperwhisper*

“YOU THINK HIS HAIRLINE LOOKS LIKE THE MCDONALDS SYMBOL?”

everyone is staring. the man with the weird hairline you tried to whisper to uvo about is staring. you are extremely embarrassed. you want the ground to swallow you whole.

-to add insult to injury, he also points.

-because of this, it’s super easy to tell when he’s talking about you because he will yell AND point

-he doesn’t gaf who hears

shizuku

-the most brutally honest person you’ll ever meet

-doesn’t sugarcoat anything

-it’s not like she wants to hurt your feelings, but she just doesn’t see the point in beating around the bush or lying

-if she thinks you look fat in something, she’ll tell you. if she thinks you don’t suit a certain colour, she’ll tell you. if she thinks your cooking tastes like actual dookie left out to cook in the desert sun, she will not hesitate to tell you.

-she also will not apologise if she hurts your feelings

-“why do i need to apologise for being honest?”

-she is winning the idgaf war 100%

-will probably forget what she said as well, which makes it worse

feitan

-rather than ask to borrow something of yours like a normal person, he will steal it and then proceed to gaslight you when you confront him about it

-makes sense for him due to his ‘thieves take what they want’ mentality

-will have you convinced that your memory is patchy

“feitan where the fuck are are my scissors?”

“beats me.”

“i know you took them.”

“did not.”

“they were on the counter like five minutes ago and you’re the only one in here”

“no they weren’t.”

-this will carry on until you admit you were wrong for accusing him, or you just drop it

-occasionally he will start drama with the other troupe members by stealing their shit (usually phinks) and making it seem like someone else did it

nobunaga

-quite possibly the most indecisive man you’ll ever meet

-you’d much rather prefer to get sentenced to eternal torture at guantanamo bay than have to ask nobunaga what restaurant he wants to go to later tonight

-“my mind will be made up by tonight, i swear!”

-it wasn’t.

-he’s one of those annoying indecisive people who will insist that you choose, but will get mad if you don’t choose the option he secretly sorta preferred

“i can’t decide between place a or b, you choose!”

“place b”

“really? place a looks much more classy”

“THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU PICK PLACE A?!”

-you’re convinced he’s only acting like this to piss you off, but he’s just like that

-in the end, you have to force him to flip a coin or else he wouldn’t get anywhere decision-wise

pakunoda

-she often gets lost in thought and zones out, which results in her unintentionally staring at people for a little too long

-because of her stern resting face (or rbf), it usually comes across as her glaring at you, which feels a lil uneasy, especially if you’re not close with her

-she will apologise profusely when she comes to, but before she does she will just be looking at you like

👁️_👁️

-as well as this, she will sometimes try and touch you to purposefully see your memories if she’s a bit suspicious of you for whatever reason

-if she thinks you’re lying about something for example, she will intrude your thoughts

-she’s not a particularly touchy-feely person so it’s quite amusing to see her try and touch you for seemingly no reason out of the blue

-a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do 🤷‍♀️

machi

-despite being one of the more upfront and mature members of the troupe, she’s also the worst one for holding grudges

-like she will hold a grudge for literal ages

-there are many she’s had for so long that she can’t even remember why she was mad in the first place

-at this point it’s more about keeping a streak than actually being mad

-best case scenario is that she forgets about it altogether or else best believe she will NOT be forgiving you. ever.

-she’s still pissed at the old guy who stepped on her toes by accident two years ago. and the waiter who tripped and dropped the tray on her eight months ago. or the questionable comment hisoka made last week.

-talks about getting vengeance on those she holds grudges against but can’t even remember who they are or what they did

“i swear i will find them, wherever they are, so they will get what’s coming to them.”

“that’s nice and all, but WHO are they and what did they do?”

“….. it’ll come to me soon hold on..”

-feels incomplete without holding a grudge against someone

franklin

-his big ass does NOT look where he’s walking and will bump into anything and anyone

-don’t expect him to apologise tho

-“apologise? maybe you should watch where you’re going.”

-don’t even try to fight him on this

-doesn’t see it as his duty to move out the way, but the duty of those around him

-the absolute NERVE

-the only reason why no one confronts him about it is because he’s tall and big as hell

-don’t die for getting bumped into

bonolenov

-one thing about him is that when he’s mad, he’ll give people the SILENT treatment

-heavy on silent

-could go for centuries if he wanted to

-and trust he’s a pro at keeping it up

-he doesn’t gaf if you’re in danger, he’ll keep on giving you the cold shoulder

-he won’t stop because he feels bad, but because he just can’t be bothered to keep ignoring you

-he will randomly just start talking to you again one day and will act confused if you question why he’s taking to you again after so long

-he won’t apologise for it tho 💯

kortopi

-his minuscule ass is always stepping on everyone’s trotters

-honestly sometimes he does it out of spite and will give look at you like 👁️ if you confront him

-there’s not much to say about him except he will sometimes accidentally sometimes not step on your feet

i fear i’m missing more members but irdgaf rn so enjoy !!!!! also these are fun to write to pls pls pls give me suggestions xoxoxo

[skyyletai]

phantom troupe *threateningly*: answer who you are and who hired you.

reader *sarcastically*: I'm power cleaner and I came to rid this world of dirt like you.

gon and killua:

[cat3ch1sm]

Ok so I had a wholesome thought/request.So like the phantom troupe but with a like powerful like 13 year old girl and she’s like the baby of the troupe and they treat her like a daughter or little sister😭😭 idk I just thought it would be a cute thing to write abt. Thanks for listening:)

🐸| actually, this type of thing has crossed my mind a time or two, so it's cool that someone requested it! these ran a little long so i apologize😅😅 ily and thank u for requesting<33

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ light mentions of murder, alcohol

phantom troupe with a young but powerful member!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the phantom troupe would probably be quite wary at first, probably unimpressed. let's say this is before kalluto, so she's the youngest one to ever try to get into the spiders.

・❥・their main thing would be like, she's a kid, so there isn't any way she's ruthless enough to be a part of the group. besides, doesn't she have parents to go to? nobody wants to babysit some whiny teenager. their answer is no. no way a kid's gonna be joining their group. lots of losers every day make claims about wanting to be troupe members on the internet and such- this girl just happened to be one of them. they would just send her off, they didn't care.

・❥・but when she walks in, all of that changes. her presence is one of the most unsettling ones that the troupe has ever felt, worse than even some of their members. instantly, they know she isn't like your typical thirteen-year- old. there's nothing behind her eyes except a dark void. she displays no fear whatsoever of the troupe, and has no issue coldly threatening anyone who questions her membership. she also reveals that she's a specialist- a trait nobody in the troupe has but chrollo himself. still, chrollo and his subordinates will still be reluctant to allow a child to become a spider, so chrollo reminds her of the rule: she has to kill another member. this is when they all expect her to back out, waving off her intimidating demeanor as a bluff, but when she actually reveals the full capacity of her Nen and proceeds to move toward shizuku, chrollo stops her to incredulously invite her into the spiders.

a/n~ anyways got carried away there for a second so here are the actual headcanons 💀💀😭

・❥・now that she's a spider, will they give her the tattoo?? a very small one, probably, on her arm or somewhere it's easy to spot. nobody feels comfortable doing it elsewhere💀💀💀

・❥・she's allowed to murder on missions. like duh. but missions where they're undercover at places like bars, strip clubs, etc- she won't be allowed to go despite her protests. no alcohol or naked adults for you ma'am

・❥・they do try and monitor their language and what they talk about around her as well

・❥・pakunoda will probably button her dress around her too just bc she feels weird about having most of her boobs out around some kid

・❥・when she does go on missions, there will usually be someone kind of hanging really close by to her at all times- the person varies. also when they have to split up on missions, instead of splitting in only groups of two, they'll send one group of three with two adults and her for her safety. they will never admit it, but it's nice to have someone to look after

・❥・sometimes one of them will take her aside and give her Nen tips. even chrollo does so despite his illusion of being the elusive all-powerful troupe leader.

・❥・ the troupe members never miss a chance to make fun of feitan for being shorter than her🙏🏾🙏🏾

・❥・and yes, the kicker- they will do their very best to keep her from hisoka.

[babydaddyleorio]

hii! can i request the phantom troupe's reactions/feelings when chrollo's darling flirts with them? would they be tempted or loyal to chrollo? thank u in advance! :3

As moral-less as the phantom troupe may be, they would still never risk their loyalty to their boss.

If you flirt with uvo, he’d probably just laugh it off. Would even call the other members in a “get a load of this” type of manner because he finds the whole encounter hilarious. Though it seems like he’d be more likely than the rest to take you on your offer, uvogin knows his place and his respect for chrollo comes before anything.

If you flirt with paku, expect a small grin. She’d probably tell you she was flattered, though it’s clear that’s as far as it goes. If you’re lucky, she may even send you a compliment back, but it’s very genuine and void of any undertones.

If you flirt with feitan, he just stares at you. He already doesn’t trust you, so his eyes slowly narrow into slits at your betrayal of his boss. Will also probably be the one to snitch or make a big scene about your advances.

If you flirt with phinks, expect nervous looking around. Though you make him tongue-tied in disbelief, he’s not trying to get involved in a possible entanglement with you. You’re very attractive to him, his excessive throat clearing in response to your flirting making that beyond obvious. Though, then again, phinks also loves being alive... so he’ll pass.

If you flirt with nobunaga, he’s probably surprised more than anything. An “are you crazy?” type of shock before his mood transforms into pure annoyance. He can’t believe you’d be so bold, especially with chrollo having ears everywhere, so he makes sure to scold you into never doing that again.

If you flirt with franklin, he’s sweet but lets you down gently. When you ask why he’s not interested, franklin responds with “you’re just not my type”. Ouch, at least he was honest.

If you flirt with shalnark, he’s laughing loudly at your corny pick-up line. “real funny, y/n!”-- shalnark doesn’t take you seriously in the slightest, though because he thrives for drama, he definitely lets chrollo know about the ordeal. Just like feitan, shalnark is petty and practically sprints to snitch on you.

If you flirt with machi, she’s rolling her eyes at you. Not because she doesn’t think you’re cute, but because your flirting is simply awful and too cheesy for her liking. She tells you to come back once you get some game.

If you flirt with shizuku, she probably wouldn’t even catch that you were making a move on her. She’s clueless on all accounts, and someone hitting on her is no different. 

You end up just giving up in the end, trudging towards chrollo. He smirks triumphantly since he already knew you’d fail.

[bwabys-scenarios]

Imagine being the sweetheart of the Phantom Troupe. They all just ADORE you!!

You were recruited by Chrollo to be a physician after he sees you caring for the meteor city kids out of the kindness of your heart.

Most of your earnings go towards housing and clothing meteor kids. When you’re not on a mission you’re rolling up your sleeves and doing the work to better the community. Chrollo LOVES that.

You have such a caring heart. Feitan is your target for affection 9/10 because he’s such a grumpy puss.

First time you pat his head the others think you’re gonna die 😭🙏 Phinks is literally like “and there goes another cute girl”

but no he just pushes your hand away and runs off!!

the look of shock on everyone’s faces 😭😭🙏

For the first few months Feitan is absolutely SPRINTING away when he sees you. Makes you a lil sad, so he gets scolded by shalnarks and Phinks a lot :(

One day Phinks sits next to him after a job, watching you doctor up Uvogin with your cute Sanrio themed bandaids.

“Why the hell do you keep running away from her, she’s the only person that has even tried being nice to you, outside of the troupe.”

Feitan starts to run again but Phinks stops him.

“That’s problem. Too nice. Don’t understand.”

Feitan can be seen staring at you from behind corners and in shadows, and more often than not if you’re on a mission he’s close behind.

“Feitan, you don’t have to hide, come here so I can fix you up.”

He just stares at you from the doorway, suspicious but also hesitant, not because he’s scared of you but because… he hurt his chest and he KNOWS how your nen works.

Eventually he decides to enter, sitting in front of you as you check him over. Once you’ve assessed him, you pull up his shirt.

“Okay, this is gonna need a level two. Close your eyes if you need to!”

You lean forward and place a kiss on the gash, and it immediately starts to heal. You pull away and for the first time you’re able to really see his face, and he is BLUSHING!!

When he noticed you saw he is fucking GONE!!

Shalnark is your most frequent patient, always having injuries in… suspicious places. One day he walks in with a pretty bad cut on his lips.

“(Name)~ I need a kiss~”

You roll your eyes and place a finger to his lips, the cut slowly mending itself. “You’ll have to try harder than that, sweetheart. But…”

You place the finger that touched his lips on yours. “Good try.”

He swoons!!!

[kimbap-r0ll]

I have a hxh request ! feitan with an s/o who speaks his native language headcanons :)

Hey, thank you for the ask! I've been super busy so I haven't been able to get to the multi-character asks but once I have some time for myself I should get to them, thank you to everyone who submitted an ask as well ^^

Feitan x s/o who understands his language

Honestly he would be surprised, like he might've been cursing under his breath about something or someone and you're just like "yeah same" in his language

He would think you only know some phrases (honestly that would impress him too) but then you start full conversations with him. Feitan would tell you "huh, not bad" but on the inside he's fully like "HELL YEAH SOMEONE ELSE!"

You two definitely have convos just between the two of you. Sometimes you guys both rant about troupe shenanigans, maybe something Phinks did that week or Hisoka in general haha. Either way, you two have a lot of secret chats

I think it would be easier for him to speak his feelings and his mind to you if you knew his language. He feels less awkward about it, and he feels like he can express himself better. Feitan still hates talking about his emotions, but it will be easier to convince him to talk to you about how's he's feeling if you ask in his language

If you ever use lovey or romantic language to him expect him to be super flustered. He'll just bury his face more into his clothes haha

Overall, I think it would make him approach you easier than if you didn't know his language. It also makes him feel like he has a connection with you when you two first meet, which helps you befriend him.

[novasdarling]

Growing Pains

Yandere! Illumi x reader

TW: Kidnapping Hinted, Pregnancy, Zoldyck Child Training(Idk what to label it as), Sort of Forced Pregnancy and Dubcon, Female Reader.

A cry woke you from your sleep again. It had to be the fifth time in the last few hours that she had woken up. Heading towards the crib near your bed, you checked to see why Sora was crying again. She couldn’t be hungry again, you swore you had just fed her not too long ago. You silently prayed she wasn’t teething yet, you weren't ready for that. Picking her up, you both sat on the bed. Trying to calm her down so you two could sleep again. Usually, she was in her own room with butlers that came to answer her calls at night, like with the other kids. But when Illumi was gone, it was nice to have another in the room with you at night. Even if she wouldn’t sleep.

Trying to hush her to bed seemed to be insignificant. A knock at the door proved that.

“Mrs Illumi.” You always hated how they referred to as that. Always linking you to Illumi. Master Illumi’s wife. Mrs Illumi. Mrs Zoldyck. Never just your name. “If you please, I can take her back to her nursery.” A butler had walked in. She was new but extremely sweet. You wondered how the hell she got here.

“No, I’m fine. Thank you though.”

The butler left, leaving you with a crying baby. She was the fussiest of all your kids. The others were better sleepers by miles. There was nothing you could really do right now, you had changed her, fed her, rocked her. Looking down at her, wondering what would make her cry like this. You needed to calm her, it would be embarrassing to have to call the butler back because you had failed. Failed to get your own child to rest. She was your child, you should be able to do this. Holding Sora closer, you hummed an old lullaby your own mother used to sing to you. It was more for you than her, a way to calm yourself down. If she sensed your tiredness and stress it would only make things worse.

The cries had finally stopped, looking down you saw Sora peacefully sleeping. It worked, the lullaby got her to sleep. Silently thanking your mother's need to sing all the time. You moved to lay Sora back into the bedside crib, but when you put her down, she woke. She just wouldn’t let you be. Taking her back into your arms, you laid her down on the bed near you. Making sure the bed was cleared on her side. Luckily Illumi had gotten the biggest bed possible. You kept your hand on Sora’s stomach. Humming and rubbing her, trying your best to get her back to sleep. Soon the cries stopped, her heavy eyes closed and so did yours. Both of you letting exhaustion win. Getting the much-needed sleep you both had been deprived all night.

The morning light shining through the window had lit up your room. The drawn back curtains had allowed the golden light to fall in and unfortunately hit your eyes. Waking you up. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, looking to the side expecting to see Sora, instead being met with an empty bed. Shooting up you looking around. She wasn’t by your bed, not in her crib. Where was she?

“Sora, Sora? Oh, god where is she?” You were running around the room the room, scared she fell off the bed and crawled somewhere.

“Mrs Illumi. Please relax. Sora is in the nursery with her siblings.”

It was the same butler as last night, she must have heard you running around the room shouting and came in. Her words calmed you down. She or one of the others most of gotten her before you woke up. You let out a breath of relief. She was safe and fine. Thanking and dismissing her, you got ready. Wanting to go see the kids in the nursery.

All you wanted to do was play with the children today, but Illumi was set to arrive back home soon. He'd never allow you to put all your attention on them when he was there. Dressing in Illumi’s favourite dress, as he was supposed to come home after dinner and always liked you ready to greet him in an outfit he enjoyed. It was like this ever since he had taken you as his wife. He had strict rules for you and the children. It was better when you played the part of the perfect wife. After all these years, it had gotten easier. Especially after having Mary and Silva, the twins. You had them to focus on when he was gone, to distract you from him. Illumi even seemed to change. He had always been somewhat kind to you, after all he had taken you and made you his wife because he stated he loved you. But before the twins he was awkward, not knowing how to communicate with you. All he did before was keep the bed warm with you and spoil you in gifts. Even then, it was detached. It was clear he didn’t know what to do with you besides the occasional conversation, sitting in silence, and sex. At least now he was more aware what was needed in a relationship.

Once ready you headed to the nursery. The butler told you all of them there playing. It was nice that there were still moments they could be kids, even if they belonged to the Zoldyck family. Heading down the hall until you came to the room. The nursery was on the other side of the hall. Illumi stated it was best to keep them far from your two’s room. You argued which made him settle on allowing them to have their rooms on the same floor as yours.

Walking into the room you were met with a different view than what you expected. The kids were playing, but they weren't alone. It wasn’t the usual butler that was watching them, no it was Illumi.

“Hello dear. You look wonderful.”

“You’re home early. I thought you were homing after dinner.”

He explained that the target was easier than originally thought so he was able to come home earlier. Illumi was sitting on the couch, holding Sora while watching the other kids play. They all had some features of his. Whether it be his long hair, his height or his large eyes. At least those that did have his eyes didn't have the emptiness like his. According to Kikyo, their eyes were almost like yours. Held the same emotions as yours, but were his shape. Only Silva and Sora looked more like you. Though Silva had his grandfather’s white hair. Born with a full head of it, Kikyo demanded that he have a family name. You were so tired you would have agreed to anything to get everyone away from you and get some rest.

Illumi signalled you over. Putting Sora on the ground to be swarmed by her siblings. Then pulling you down to sit on his lap. A hand on your waist and one on your thigh. He began to talk about his target. How easy it was, the method and plan he used. You always hated how he talked about these things in Infront of the children. They were still so young, but then again, he always told you that soon they would be joining him. It was hard to look at the twins and think that even though they were only eight, they were already getting trained. Being prepared to be taken out on missions with their father. No matter how much you loved them, they would always be seen as possessions of the Zoldyck family. Belonging to Illumi, not you.

“Sweetie, don’t push your brother.” You went to get up, but Illumi held you down.

“Let them be. They can figure things out on their own.”

Illumi went back to ranting about whatever he pleased until he called the butlers in to take the children to training. You tried to ask him to let them stay longer, you had just woken up. Yet, once again Illumi’s word was final. Once the kids left, he led you out of the nursery and back towards the bedroom. Signalling for you to help him undress, he knew you rather have him change his clothes once he got home. It was foolish, but it made you feel like what he did wasn't real if he changed clothes.

“We should have another.”

What

“You-we, I thought we were only going to have the four?” You two already had the twins, Kilian and Sora.

“Yes, but you seem happy with the kids." He turned to look at you. Scanning your face. "Lay down on the bed.”

He was standing there shirtless while your hands were still helping him with his pants zipper. There was no arguing with him. You originally thought after the twins he’d stop but then Kilian came a few years after that and Sora after that. To you, the others weren't planned. At least not on your part. It was only after you found out you were pregnant with Sora that he revealed he wanted four. Illumi tended to do what he pleased with you. In a sense, you were lucky he even brought it up instead of just doing it.

You laid on the bed, watching as he finished undressing. You realized you were still dressed. Your attempts to get undressed were stopped by him. Illumi telling you to just remove your underwear. Doing as he said, sliding them down and off your legs while Illumi watched. His eyes refusing to look away as he crawled on the bed between your legs. He held position you in the middle of the bed. Keeping himself in the middle of your legs. Using his hands to hold them apart while he lowered his head. Moving towards your clit, sucking on it. He was good, too good. It was rather annoying, especially since he was so good at reading you. Listening and watching you to see what worked best, what drove you crazy and right now. He was succeeding. The way his lips attached around your clit, the way he used his tongue. It made you a moaning mess, struggling to get away from him. Only to have his hand come up and hold your hip down. It was mind-numbing in an amazing way. The way his tongue was swirling around your clit was bringing you closer and closer to the edge. It wasn’t fair how he did this to get his way. Make you a puddle so he could do what he pleased. It wasn’t fair, but then again it was better than when you first got here. He just would position you and did what he pleased. Barely even warming you up.

“Good. Almost there.”

You were more than almost there. You were at the edge ready to fall off. Just a few more swirls and you were screaming his name. Gripping his hair, unsure if you wanted to pull him away or bring him closer. It was intense. You were still catching your breath as Illumi wiped off his face and lined himself up. You could barely look straight, too much in a daze. Not focusing on him moving and lining himself up, until you felt his tip at your entrance.

“I-Illumi, I don’t k-know.”

“Shh. I’m not done.”

He wasn’t a man of words unless he wanted to be condescending or rude. Then he seemed to be very skilled with them. It was best to lay back and let him enjoy himself now. If you were good for him, he’d make sure you enjoy it too. But the idea that he wanted another kid was blocking that idea. Were you ever going to get a break from having kids? Sora wasn’t even a year old, this was sooner after than the others.

“Illumi, please, S-Sora's too young.”

“I want a few more and now.” Illumi dipped his head to your ear. Littering a few kisses by your temple and the shell of your ear. While he pushed in. “You always look good-mmmm so tight-when you have my baby.”

His pace was slow while he pushed into you and let you get used to him. The stretch had gotten better over time, it was less intense than the first few times you two were together. Then again, Illumi also learned to focus on getting you warmed up first.

His thrusts were speeding up. His gentleness only lasted so long, he liked to get you off first so he could focus on him. He was selfish in nature, but better than before. His face was buried in the crook of your neck as his hips slammed against yours.

“Good. So good.”

Illumi was in the heat of the moment. Losing himself in your cunt. Fucking into you roughly. The way he was aiming his hips. Trying to get as deep in as possible. Wanting to also hit your sweet spot. It felt good, rough, but good. If he just slowed down a bit he would last longer and make you cum around him.

“Illumi! Illumi! Please, s-slow down. Please.”

“No. I’m almost done.” He was attempting to keep his composer. It was faint, but there was some strain in his voice. “I’m going to put another baby in you.”

He leaned back for a moment, pushing your legs up against your chest into a mating press. Allowing himself to get deeper. He was getting close to becoming too much. You wanted to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge. He was much stronger than you and once he was in the moment, there was very little you could do to push him away.

His grunts were loud and clear in your ear. Letting you know how much enjoyed being with you. He was hitting your sweet spot, ramming into it over and over. He was close, his thrusts were getting sloppy. You were getting close too. It wasn’t fair that he was making you feel so good when this wasn't really for you. He wanted another kid. You knew if he could, he’d probably keep you pregnant all the time.

“You looked good this morning. Laying in bed with Sora. Such a good mom” So that was it. Illumi was getting messy now, something that rarely happened. “I want more.”

The buildup was becoming too much. You clamped down on him, causing him to cum when you did. He held you tighter as he stilled. Filling you as much as he could and as deep as possible. While you were clawing at his back. Illumi was grinding into you, riding out his high. You were trying to catch your breath under him. Both of you lay there coming down from your highs. He came down faster than you, moving off of you to lay beside you. Watching your chest rise and fall trying to catch your breath.

“I hope for another boy like Silva. He’s getting further than I was at his age. Kilian seems to be too sensitive like you.”

Illumi was right, Kilian tended to come back from training in tears. It melted your poor heart. You never wanted this for them. If only all of them were more like Illumi. Mary tended to be a good spy, always telling her dad what you had been up to while he was away. He trained her well. You couldn’t help the way your eyes teared thinking of what your kids had become. They once were innocent little babies like Sora, but even she was receiving some training now and when she got older. She would become like the others.

“They’re kids Illumi...”

“Yes, my kids. They are part of the Zoldyck family and so will the others we have.” He moved closer, sitting up slightly and looking down at you. “I thought we were over this.”

“You're right, I'm sorry."

You remembered how you would cry and beg him to leave the twins alone when they started their training. Sometimes he'd lock you away as punishment so you wouldn't be able to see them for weeks. Spending that time alone crying over them. It was better to let him take them if it meant you could patch up their wounds after and be with them. It was cruel either way.

"Why do you want more now though? Sora is still so young.”

“I saw you with Sora this morning. You were so peaceful with her, you always looked that peaceful when pregnant. You always looked good.”

You smiled at his words. He was always the horniest when you were pregnant or when you two were trying. There was no arguing with him. You thanked him and laid a kiss on his lips. Illumi had come far from all those years ago. He was still cold and calculated, but at least now. Now he had his moments when he was alone with you and occasionally with the kids.

Tip jar

[agendercrisisx]

Chrollo wouldn't care about how much something cost, if you wanted it you're getting it. Even if he have so take it with force. You could look at a necklace for a second, and he would make sure you got it. Even if he had to kill the person who was wearing it. You're getting that damn necklace.

And when you want to pay back the favor, you get on your knees for the Phantom Troupe leader, slowly licking the tip of his cock. He will let you take your time, letting you have control. Until you beg for him to fuck you, and he will make sure you can't walk for weeks. But damn it'll be worth it.

[spiderlilydreams]

Meeting Some Phantom Troupe Men At a Party

(Part 1)

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, drugs, sexual themes but no full on smut, and suicide mention that goes along with one of the short fics

MINORS DO NOT INTERRACT

Feitan -

You go out onto the balcony of the large penthouse for some fresh air. Feitan has been out there the whole time by himself, just overlooking the city. You both can hear the faint music and the sounds of the city. It's dark, but you're both illuminated by neon lights from inside the party every so often. Feitan was messing around with his umbrella, just waiting for the night to be over. You walked to look over the balconies railing, but you looked a little too far off the edge. Feitan came closer to you, interested in what you might do. You both just stared at each other for a while, not really talking. Then you spoke up, trying to explain the reason why you were looking over the edge, and Feitan listened to you, interested a bit as you spoke. The rest of the night, you did most of the talking, and Feitan listened, not speaking once. Surprisingly, Feitan didn't leave or tell you to leave. He just quietly listened to you. It was just you and him, the cool breeze, bustling city, and lights around you both, sharing a moment with just the two of you. You both were thankful to be outside the party together.

Phinks -

Phinks was at the bar, sipping on some hard liquor, egging on arm wrestling, and fights going on around him. You were the bartender for the night, refilling his drink as he yelled at the guy's, the music loud and pounding. He stared at you a lot, and you stared back. Every once in a while, you served him free booze. He caught on and tried flirting with you, but you both could not hear each other. After a while of the frustration, you both met up in one of the random bedrooms, a steamy make-out session erupting. The room felt private, and cozy, dim modern lighting around you both, the faint sound of music in the background, penthouse window illuminating you both by the city lights dazzling outside. Phinks tasted of hard liquor and was a rough kisser, but somehow gentle and almost sweet in the session.

Hisoka -

Hisoka was the host of the party. He has a couple of penthouses he owns. You met him in a game of spin the bottle. He looked at you seductively as he went to spin the bottle for his turn. It landed on you. Hisoka initiated, standing up and walking towards you as you sat on the rug. He was smiling devilishly. He bent down, putting his finger under your chin and tilting your head upwards. The kiss was intense, and the other people playing the game didn't notice because they were drunk and high off their asses. You melted into the kiss, hungry tongues fighting for dominance. Hisoka picked you up and called you the "lucky princess~" of the night, carrying you into his master bedroom. After your intense time together, he drew a bath in his large jacuzzi, and you both shared a intimate moment washing each other, laughing, sipping on wine, candles lit, the crazy party just right outside the master bathroom. It was just you two in your own bubbly world. The rest of the night, if any drunk person accidently opened the door, Hisoka teased them by offering them to join the both of you.

Chrollo -

Chrollo was in the corner of the dancefloor, sipping expensive liquor, observing. He saw you dancing with your friends, rocking your hips seductively, not a care in the world. You did not notice him watching you. He gained more interest in your carefree, lighthearted seeming nature and approached you. You were a bit surprised, but then before you could say anything, he stole you away from your friends, dancing with you where your bodies were close to one another. You felt nervous but excited because he's so charming and mysterious. As you both danced a few more songs, the music shaking the dancefloor, blinding lights flashing erratically, he picked you up, wanting to give you a more intimate experience. Your friends giggled as they watched him pick you up and then carry you off like he was a prince. When you both arrived in what looked to be an office, Chrollo hoisted you up on the desk, kissing you passionately. Then, after kissing for a bit, he asked you about something he had been wanting to try. You eagerly agreed, and he lifted you up again, asking if you trust him. When you said you did, he pushed your back up against the large window of the office that elongated to the floor, still carrying you in his arms. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. The tall skyscraper had a beautiful view of the whole neon city behind you, the office lighting moody, as you kissed Chrollo passionately in his arms, holding onto him tightly as he did the same to you. It was just him and you against the world.

Illumi -

Illumi was observing the city from a large window in the main area of the penthouse. Lots of people were around him, but he zoned them out, just zoning in on the view. You stumbled over to him, a bit drunk and also crying, accidentally almost falling onto him. Illumi caught you almost robotically, shocked by the situation. You hugged his arm, sobbing over something in your life, and Illumi just pet you like you were a strange creature. After a while of crying onto Illumi's arm, you sat next to him, apologizing and thanking him. You both picked up conversation, which consisted mostly of you just venting about your life and Illumi listening. You drank more alcohol much to Illumi's dismay, but he secretly enjoyed the company and entertainment. After drinking far too much, you fell asleep on Illumi, a huge smile on your face. Illumi petted you as you slept like you were a cat, looking out at the bustling city through the window again, this time a faint smile tugging on his lips.

Uvo -

You attempted a drinking game with Uvo, you both yelling for more beer as you both chugged away. Uvo complimented you by yelling, "strong little lady!" He then punched you softly on your shoulder as you kept up pace with him. A crowd gathered, and you both enjoyed the attention. Uvo noticed that the crowd was beginning to seem to suffocate you, you getting lost in the sea of bodies. Uvo picked you up with one arm, putting you on his beefy shoulder, offering you another mug of beer. You smiled widely, thanking him profusely, as he smiled ear to ear. You could see over the crowd, having the time of your life as Uvo supported you perfectly on his body. Eventually, you could no longer handle the liquor, clinging onto Uvo as you tried to not hurl. Uvo patted your head, messing up your hair, saying, "I'm proud of you, little lady!" And then you passed out with a beaming smile.

Shalnark -

Shalnark and you were going against one another in Just Dance. Shalnark was surprisingly good. He looked goofy, shaking his hips. Even though he looked so goofy, he still was teasing you about if you could beat him, all cocky like. You gave him the middle finger, making him laugh. After you beat him the first round, you both made a bet that the winner gets to ask for one thing from the other. Shalnark got competitive with the high stake at hand, already knowing what he wanted to ask. He beat you best of three by going ham the last two rounds, you both sweating profusely. He then asked you for a kiss, blushing and awkwardly putting his hand behind his head. You teased him but still approached him for a kiss. You both kissed each other furiously. The game caused a lot of sexual tension between you both. You both didn't care as you brought it over to the couch, you straddling his lap in the firey kiss. Shalnark was blushing from head to toe, gripping onto your hips, moaning, and all. People stared at you both, but you both were lost in your own little world, competing for each other's tongues and moans.

[shiftingparadise]

May I request a Feitan x Reader please? Cute stuff cute stuff everywhere. A fluff with Feitan trying to confess his feelings and failing a few times before actually getting it right.

Hi guys!! I'm back <3 I hope you enjoy this one. If you don't, or if you would like to give some feedback, feel free to do so.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1294

“What?”, you shyly asked. “You keep staring at me, it’s freaking me out, Fei”. “Tsk, wasn’t looking at you”, his cold eyes darted to the side. “Right”, you sighed before you got up. “Where’s boss anyway? We’ve been waiting in this building for ages. I’m getting tired”. “You can  sleep here”, Hisoka smirked as he pointed toward his lap. “Fuck off”, you picked up a stone and threw it toward the magician, earning a chuckle in response. “I’m going outside for a bit. I’m getting bored”. 

No one answered. Everyone seemed to be in their own little world. Hisoka playing with his cards, Shalnark updating his device, Feitan sharpening his knife… 

“Hm”, you contentedly smiled as the moonlight greeted your skin, a soft breeze carried the familiar scent of the city toward you. 

“What are you doing?”, Feitan’s voice came from behind you. “Nothing”, your smile slowly faded. “I’ve noticed”, Feitan now standing next to you. “Noticed?”, you frowned as your eyes scanned his expression. 

“Cold as ever”, you thought. You always failed to read him, leaving you clueless as to what he was thinking or feeling.

“Your eyes”, he said, turning to look at you, “They’re sad”. “H-huh?”, you widened your eyes, “T-that’s not true Fei-“. “It’s fine”, he kept his eyes locked on yours, “You don’t have to talk about it”.

Silence. 

“But I’d like you too”, he awkwardly added as he stared into the distance. “It’s nothing”, you forced a smile. 

For a second, you noticed a hint of disappointment in his eyes. It was the first time you saw any kind of emotion on his face. 

“Pretty, right? The moon, I mean”, you nervously chuckled. 

It was so obvious. Too obvious that you liked him. 

He shrugged his shoulders in response. “You’re prett-“, he stopped talking before finishing his sentence. “I-I’m what?”, a blush on your cheek. “An idiot”, he clenched his jaw before kicking a stone in front of him. “I’m going back, boss will be here soon”, and just like that, he disappeared. 

--- 

“Careful”, his hand wrapped around your arm, holding you back. “Oh, thanks, Fei”, you shyly smiled, “Didn’t notice we were going to cross a street”. “You never notice anything”. 

Why did he seem annoyed? 

“I’m sorry, Fei”, you lowered your eyes. “Don’t”, he softly placed his hand on the back of your head, gently massaging it for a second before pulling away. “Don’t apologize”. “Hm”, your cheeks red. Without saying anything else, his hand glided down to your waist, gently pushing you forward, “We can cross now”. 

Butterflies. The way his hand gently pinched your waist, the way his voice sounded so soft when he talked to you… 

“Where are the others?”, you asked as you crossed. 

No answer. 

“Fei?”, you frowned as he kept his hand on your waist. “No others”, he softly answered. “H-huh? You said we were going to meet the others-“, “We are. In the evening”. “T-then what are we doing here?”, you stopped walking. “Wanted to get a coffee with you”, he placed his hands back in his pockets. “Oh”, you looked at the ground, a blush on your cheeks. 

Was this a date? Did he…? No, Fei wasn’t like this. 

“You don’t want to?”, his brows pulled together. “N-no, I could use some coffee now”. “Good”, he started walking again, not looking back at you. 

You walked behind him for a while before finally arriving at a cute, little café. 

“So cozy”, your eyes unwillingly lit up. “Hm, thought you’d like this place. What’d you want?”. “A latte, please”, you sat down as he went to the counter. 

“Here”, he carefully placed your coffee in front of you. “Thanks, Fei”. “Hm”, a small smile on his face. “W-what? A-are you smiling?”, your eyes went round in surprise. 

This was the first time you'd seen him do that. 

“Tsk, you don’t think I smile?”. “I-I’ve never seen you smile before”, you awkwardly cleared your throat. 

Silence. Again. 

“S-so, why were you smiling?”, you took a sip of your coffee. “Fei”, his voice sounded raspy, “I like it when you call me that”. 

Bright red. Your cheeks went bright red.

“So messy”, he leaned over the table before his thumb stroked over your soft lips. “H-huh?”, your eyes wide open. “There was some foam on your lips”, he  sat back down again. 

How could his touch feel so soft? So caring? You know what he did, what he enjoyed doing. It’s not like you were much better. You were also a Spider but… Feitan could be truly cruel, terrifying even. 

“I want to tell you something”, he stared out the window, looking at the cars passing. For some reason, he hadn’t touched his coffee yet. “Oh?”, you took another sip from yours. “I really like y-“, he paused again. “I really like coffee”, he lowered his eyes as he corrected himself. “Really?”, you smiled, “Me too. We should do this more often then”. You were clueless as to what he wanted to say. “Fine”, he coldly answered before finally taking a sip. 

--- 

“Dead, huh?”, you pulled your knees closer to your chest. The bright city lights greeted you like an old friend. You usually loved this. Sitting on a balcony of a hotel room, a soft breeze grazing over your cheeks… But not tonight. The loss of your friend far outweighed any pleasant feeling. 

“Dead”, Feitan said, sitting down beside you. “Where are the others?”, a cold look in your eyes. “Dealing with it in their own way”, he studied your face. “Why did you come here?”, you softly asked. “Wanted to make sure you were okay”. “There’s no time to grieve, Fei. Whether I’m fine or not, it doesn’t matter”. “It matters to me”, he looked at the sky. 

Why? Feitan wasn’t the kind of man to care about others, at least not like this. He cared about the Spiders, but he would never care about their feelings. 

“H-huh?”, you froze as Feitan placed a strand of hair behind your ear. You slowly looked to the side, only to find warm eyes staring back at you. He didn’t smile, but his eyes… They were never like this. “Pretty”, he murmured. “W-what-“, “I care for you, Y/N”, he interrupted you as his hand rested on your cheek. “Want to see you happy”, his thumb now softly grazed over your bottom lip. 

“I am-“, “You’re not”, he frowned, “Don’t think I don’t notice”. 

You didn’t want to cry. You didn’t want to seem weak, but … You never had this. Someone who cared for you, who wanted to see you happy. 

“Don’t”, he tried to sound as kind as possible. “Don’t cry”, he gently brushed a tear from your cheek. “I’m sorry”, you softly sobbed. “Don’t be”, two hands now wrapped around your face, forcing you to look at him. “I’m not sorry either”. “Sorry? For what-“, his lips met yours before you could finish your sentence. 

Feitan wasn’t sure if you wanted this or if you felt the same. He never did something like this before, but it felt right. He could feel a warm sensation in his chest, butterflies in his stomach…

“F-fei?”. “Talk to me”, his eyes still closed, a hand resting on the back of your head. “W-what do you want?”. “You”, he immediately answered, “I want you”. 

[pianocat939]

Imagine Fucking Up Your Potions L.

(Kind of a shitpost)

Tw: brief mention of murder. Not much except Chrollo wanting to constantly touch MC

Imagine Chrollo happened to run into a goofy enemy who decided to throw a potion at him. Well, this enemy fucked up and threw the completely wrong potion. That's right a love potion.

But the effects don't show right away, so Chrollo kills the enemy as normal before going off on his way.

MC. MC is just another one of the troupe members. They happen to be the one that Chrollo bumps into first. Right away, Chrollo eyes are a bit more widened, looking slightly more unhinged. To MC, this isn't anything too weird. Just another day of him searching for blood.

When they get back to the base, Chrollo is acting odd.

He's asking where they were, who they might have interacted with, etc. He gets a lot more defensive if MC did happen to talk to someone (other than the troupe). He seems irritated.

Then he randomly stops. He goes back to reading, and everything is as it usually is again.

But you see, that's when the real shit hits.

In a few hours, Chrollo goes from calm to the neediest person ever. He asks MC to sit beside him, he starts to talk a lot more. He rambles on and on about how admirable MC is. He's holding their arm with two hands, tugging them as close as possible.

Of course, the members are weirded the fuck out. In no way does such a intelligent man turn into the human equivalent of a dog. But if they try to separate Chrollo away from MC or distract him from them he gets PISSY.

His whole demeanour goes dark, and it's taking his every will not to murder whoever. His hold on MC gets tighter, more desperate. (If he's provoked further more he will attack). Hence it's a challenge for Pakunoda to go through his memory.

The condition only gets worse as the hours pass by. At the peak of the effects, he'll be sitting on MC's lap, snuggling them. Poor MC has to dodge his kisses as much as possible.

It takes a while, but the members get either Shizuku to get rid of the potion, or wait for the effects to wear off (Max is like 3 days).

When Chrollo is no longer affected, he doesn't remember much. But he enjoyed being able to express his true feelings.

(Nom. Random idea I had. Honestly I'm just making Chrollo's image look so bad lmao)

[skyyletai]

I don't want to offend anyone, but I'M SO TIRED THAT ALMOST EVERY ONESHOT ABOUT CHROLLO X READER TAKES PLACE IN A HOUSE OR HOTEL😭😭😭😭😭 SO, WHY NOT EATERS??? SUPERMARKETS???? CINEMAS??? FOREST, MARS, ANOTHER GALAXY??? I DON’T UNDERSTAND 😭😭😭 (no, I understand that because of Chrollo’s “profession” they always have to be on the run, but I’m tired of it 😖😣) it would be so cool to play out, for example, the fact that the reader ends up in hxh, the main plot doesn’t interfere, just works as a waitress and then BAM! SHE SEES SEVERAL TROUPE MEMBERS ENTERING THE CAFE.

just imagine what it would be like to be in such a situation. you are in a new world, which is not a fact that you are completely familiar with. you have nothing and no one, you are completely alone and vulnerable. But thank God, there were people who decided to help you with work and housing.

and here you are standing on the threshold of the kitchen, with a tray in your hands and hearing eerily familiar names.

you don't dare look. you don’t dare turn your head. you imagined meeting almost every character from this universe (everyone you remembered). each time you tried to follow the script you wrote in your mind. “don't show it. pretend you don't know them at all. pretend they don’t exist.”

but here you cannot ignore them. you can’t just leave here, this cafe is very small and you are the only waitress here, the only one who delivers orders, although what does it matter, you need to run away from here as far and as quickly as possible-

Uvo’s loud cry about “how this pop music here irritates him” brought you to your senses.

no. you can't run away. you can't show your fear. it can only make things worse.

with heavy, as “smooth” steps as possible, you approach the table.

there are three of them.

“come on Uvo, this song isn’t that bad,” Shalnark assured kindly.

“this is not a song, but complete rubbish,” Uvogin practically spat out.

the third guest just grinned.

you swallowed. with every step they repeated in their heads “just take the order, just take the order, just take the order.” hands tightly grip a notepad and gel pen. your fingers are cold and sticky, the sound of low heels echoes loudly in your head, your heart strives to burst with each new, as it seemed to you, loud beat. you were afraid they might hear it.

everything was mixed up in my head. it all seemed like some kind of surreal dream. like in the first 2 years when you woke up in this world. you are already opposite them.

“good afternoon, what-”

“miss, are you okay?” a quiet, worried voice, like a slap in the face, made you flinch.

"what?" you stammered frantically.

you just now realized that Uvogin and Shalnark are no longer talking. vice versa. they look at you quietly.

“you are crying.” replied Chrollo.

the script failed miserably.

[cat3ch1sm]

🎻| continuation of this request! enjoy, i am sorry that i am always so late with requests and uploads :( these hcs might be a little short because there’s a lot of the spiders and i don’t feel like writing in detail for all of them 😅

also, y’all should interact w my posts more🥲 almost all of you just leave a like and dip or some of you will reblog with a hashtag or two. leave a comment every once in a while pls😭😭😭 while i strongly appreciate the support some of you guys give, i really do put effort into my writings, so it would be nice to see that you all like it and want me to write more. it’s the only motivation i have honestly

the phantom troupe (not including dead members) finding out hisoka and illumi are dating 😭😭

chrollo

he probably already knew and is totally unfazed. however, he isn’t overly fond of the fact that illumi is dating at all as a member of the spiders- chrollo would rather his subordinates stay out of romantic relationships for the sake of the troupe. the fact that it’s hisoka adds insult to injury. summary, chrollo isn’t surprised but he isn’t pleased.

feitan

he really couldn’t care less. he doesn’t like hisoka, anyway, and isn’t very close to illumi, so this information has no effect on him whatsoever. still, it kind of repulses him to think about the two being an item for his own reasons.

nobunaga

he doesn’t like it. the troupe’s current aim is to kill hisoka, after all, and he doesn’t see the point of romantic relationships, anyway. nobunaga thinks that since illumi is apparently with hisoka, he’s a sort of double agent, and the spiders won’t be able to utilize him in their mission to find and kill hisoka. it’s annoying, and although illumi is very strong, he would rather not have him in the troupe at all than have him be a spider and seeing a fugitive.

phinks

he also isn’t very fond of the idea. sort of like nobunaga, he thinks illumi’s focus should be on the spider, not on any relationship. but he doesn’t see the point in messing with it. it’s unimportant to him. while phinks knows it might be an obstacle later, he’ll just cross that bridge when he comes to it.

franklin

he suspected illumi was kinda fruity already, and hisoka was obviously a dead giveaway. their relationship doesn’t really matter to him, though. the boss wants the spiders to capture hisoka for him to kill, so whether illumi and hisoka are an item or not, he’ll definitely do it. franklin blindly expects illumi to do the same simply because he’s a part of the troupe.

machi

she totally knew. and honestly, she’s thrilled- but just for one reason. hisoka might finally leave her alone now that he’s in a relationship. machi can’t imagine why someone as cold and calculating as illumi would want to be with someone as eccentric and unpredictable as hisoka, but as long as it means she doesn’t need to deal with his advances anymore, she’s willing to accept it. however, she makes it clear that she doesn’t intend to hold back if the spiders bring in hisoka.

shizuku

she doesn’t care about hisoka or illumi outside of the spiders and work-related affairs, so shizuku basically ignores the whole thing. she’ll probably forget about it not long after finding out, so it has no effect on her.

bonolenov

he’s a bit irritated because he believes the spiders should come before any personal life. and illumi with hisoka seems like a bad match to him, anyway. bonolenov won’t give the matter the time of day, though.

[the-menace-in-pink]

Sitting next to Chrollo Lucilfer in class

Sleeps with eyes wide open. Being tied down to one place for hours bores him to no end.

Very smart, so there's nothing he can't learn on his own.

Not very talkative unless he's taken a shine to you 👀

If you tried asking for answers during an exam, he'd nod, tear off a piece of paper on which he'll fiercely scribble something. Fold it, and slide it over to you without getting caught. He will smile encouragingly at you to open it, then dive back onto his work. Inside the words, 'Lol, nope. You might want to hurry tho, 20 min left. Ps: be more discreet next time. :)'

To add insult to injury, he'll drop his learning materials and notes on your desk after the exam, 'There. For the retaking session. Good luck 😊’

If the class bores him and he's not tired enough to sleep, he'll relentlessly poke you with a straight face. Will stop for a min if you tell him off. But then he will do it again. He's a lil shit. He may only stop if you start reciprocating. Which is his biggest eek.

He keeps bothering you with random philosophical questions. Makes you wonder if he's not high sometimes 💀

Will certainly help you solve anything if you ask him tho. He likes needs to have something to do.

Lowkey would prefer doing you.

You're pretty sure a lot of people are crushing on him. That'd explain the glares you always get.

(What you don't know is that he's got a crush on you.) You're literally the only non-Phantom Troupe member he talks to or bothers 👁️

He's carrying a different book every day.

You caught him reading 50 Shades of Grey in class once.

He pales when he sees you folding the end of a page or writing something with a pencil inside your book.

He waits until you leave your seat to grab a rubber and erase what you wrote.

Don't worry tho! 😀 He remembers everything you wrote! Aannnd has a better interpretation of that chapter you worked on. Because he thinks your analysis was utterly wrong and not deep enough. (Yeah, he's got a lot of audacity)

A pickpocket, and you may be the only one who knows. Whenever teachers complain about something going amiss in the class or from a classmate's bag, you always whip your head towards him in accusation. He meets your glare with the sweetest smile.

He gives out solutions and clues to catch the 'thief'. So no one ever suspects him lol.

Stole books from the library.

Messy as hell. Just take a look at his locker and desk.

So messy his stuff even spills onto your own desk.

And ofc he'll make the most out of it. Will steal some of your school supplies and swear it's his 🤾

His room is pretty clean. Save for a big ass spider web in the corner 🕸️

He doesn't want to confirm whether it's real or some old Halloween decoration.

[threads-makomo]

Imagine Chrollo fingering you while you grip onto the beautiful stone balcony of the penthouse you both peacefully reside in. One minute you were both talking and laughing while looking over the city adorned in lights, and the next you were whimpering his name as he pushed another one of his fingers into your throbbing hole while his other hand was to busy exploring you're body, the only thing running through your head is how gentle he's actually being with you, how his hand isn't necessarily squeezing your body, but more so massaging it, and he's moving his fingers slowly but just enough to where it feels like absolutely heaven, Hickies adorning your neck and shoulders as you can feel his soft lips leaving a trail of kisses down your spine, not a single worry running through your head, not even being watched by the people below. <3

Why is it so much fucking fun to write for Chrollo omg, idc if this is ooc I'm just a fucking whore for soft romantic smut Imagines, especially if they include Chrollo 😭😭

[bwabys-scenarios]

Perv Shalnark x chubby reader

Perv Shalnark loves to randomly come up behind chubby reader to grope them and that sometimes leads to a lot more

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Perv!Shalnark x Chubby!Reader

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It started off with just a gentle squeeze to your hips when he’d pass you by in the hallway or kitchen, but it evolved into him pushing you against the whatever surface he could and groping you.

Today, however, it ended a bit… differently.

“Shal! I’m busyy!” You whined, feeling his hands palm your chubby tummy before moving up under your shirt to play with your boobs through your bra.

“Busy? Oh, you can’t find the time to snuggle with your boyfriend for 15 minutes?” He said with a mock pout, pinching at your nipples through your bra.

“It’s never 15 minutes with you.”

He whined, tugging your bra down so your pretty tits popped out. You gasped, feeling his hands palm at your breasts as he whimpered into your ear. “But princess… come on…”

This was pretty common place. He was always grabbing a fistful of you, but right now it was a bit different. He wanted more than just a handful…

“S-Shal, baby…” you whined, feeling his raging boner press into your ass. “So needy…”

It wasn’t long before he had you pinned to the wall, kissing at your neck as he pushed your panties to the side. “Shh… just 15 minutes… promise…”

You didn’t have it in you to complain when he pushed his thick cock into your dripping cunt. “F-fuck Shal! Mmph!”

He grabbed at your chubby tummy, burying his face into your neck as he fucked into you. “Mmm… too good… g-gonna…”

He came inside, but didn’t stop. He fucked you through your own orgasm, moving his hand down to gently rub at your clit. “Love you… love you so much, princess…”

He couldn’t help it, you were too cute. Shalnark was nice enough to carry you to the couch so you could rest on your back as he continued well past the fifteen minute mark.

“You promised…” you said through a big pout as he snuggled into your breasts. It had been nearly two hours since they started, and you were exhausted. He mumbled something, but it was muffled by your tits. “Shal!”

He looked up, his cheeks a little pink and his eyes sleepy. “Sorry… just… just felt too good…”

“… you’re lucky you’re so cute. Now go back to sleep, sweetheart.”

Shalnark never learned his lesson, because the next day he had you sitting on the counter, eating your pussy as you tried to get ready to go out with friends. “S-Shal, g-gotta-!”

He gave your clit a warning nibble, making you gasp out and roughly tug at his hair. “Shh… just fifteen minutes.”

The blonde gorged himself on your plump pussy, sucking on the fat lips before kissing at your swollen clit. He drew orgasm after orgasm from you, holding your hips in place as you writhed and squirmed.

It was never just fifteen minutes with him, not when he had his chubby princess in his arms.