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ala2321 · 3 years

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Hey! New book checkkkk! Here’s the preview (AKA first chapter)

Kurapika x f!reader [angst/fluff]

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"What's your name?"

"...y/n."

"Well y/n, take care of this for me, will you?"

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Setting: Modern day city.

- Characters have hidden powers (their nen) and are part of a secret underground organization that gets rid of wanted criminals without disrupting the citizens by order of the government.

*This DOES NOT follow the original Hunter X Hunter storyline*

• All characters mentioned in this story belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi and is aged up for the sake of this fanfic

• Story contains major fluff and angst (no/ very little smut)

WARNING:

- Mentions of r*pe, drugs, violence

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It's a beautiful day. Like always.

It's normal to see huge families crowded by the beach, businessmen in suits waiting to catch a taxi, and traffic on every street, in this bustling city. You might think,

Wow! This must be the dream life...,

but no. You're as far away from the truth as you can be.

See, no other citizen living in this perfect city knows about this. And you might not even believe me, but I'll tell you anyway.

There are gangsters, no, more like mafias everywhere. Cleaning up other bad guys scampering around in the sewers. Creating the portrayal of the perfect city everyone's fighting to live in. I'm pretty sure they're being run by the government, or else they wouldn't be so hidden.

That's not even the worst part.

I've been captured by this so-called mafia. And the captain, or boss or whatever mafia leaders are called, is the most handsome guy I've seen in the 17 years I've been alive.

I know thinking about this stuff is just dumb especially in a situation like this. But, if they're going to kill me either way, I'd rather be killed by a good-looking guy and not some hobo that calls himself a gangster.

You feel me?

Sitting in this foreign room, I'm just waiting for my time to come. I know I haven't been behaving the best I should've in school or at home, but God, isn't punishing me with death going too far?

A clink just sounded from the door somewhere on my left. I can't see anything. Oh well, I've been happy. Up until now of course.

Someone's pulling my blindfolds off. I liked having them on though...

"Open your eyes."

I open my eyes as instructed and look upwards. It's a guy I've never seen before. His eyes are super puffed you'd think he cried himself to sleep last night. His nose takes up half of his face in width and length. And his lips, I can't even.

Someone get this man some chapstick.

"Boss told me to take off your blindfolds, so you better behave."

I nod frantically. Just the thought of "Boss" gets me overwhelmed. How can a person be so sexy?

"Good. Stay here until Boss comes."

I'm trembling slightly from the cold air in this basement. There are no windows, no beds, not even a sign that anyone has been here before me.

Guess I'm privileged.

The mobster turns to leave and I call out to him.

"Can I maybe get some water? Sparkling, if you have any." I try to give the man a smile, but his face is really not worth smiling to. So, I give him a little nod instead, hoping that gesture is enough to get him to bring me my sparkling water.

He clicks his tongue in a way that triggers me and rolls his eyes before, unexpectedly, nodding.

I beam at the man and he leaves without another word.

As I'm waiting for my sparkling water, I close my eyes and listen to the world above. The world I was a part of just hours ago.

The sounds of the cars, people running around, people... yelling?

My eyes snap open and before me stands "Boss", glaring at me with red eyes. No, literally. His eyes are burning scarlet and it almost seems too real to be contacts.

"OMG. Where did you get them? I love the color." I ask, genuinely curious about them.

"Shut up." Before I can react, he grabs me by my arm and pulls me to my feet. He's a few inches taller than me.

"Umm I-"

"If you speak another word, I'll cut off your tongue." He side-eyes the door and for some reason, it feels like I should follow him.

He walks to the door, still pulling me lightly by the arm, and I walk with him.

He passes through dozens of doors, and all the while I stare at his golden hair, smoother and lighter than any Floridian girl's. Honestly, he can torture me in a dungeon and I'd be glad.

"Hey, where are we going?" I bring my hand up to my mouth immediately, only now remembering his threat.

He sighs, rubbing his temples, and points to a metal door just across the hall from us. It's really dark down here and I can barely see anything with the stone walls surrounding us and only a few candles on them.

I nod and follow him down the hallway. He unlocks the door with a huge key that surprisingly fit in his suit pocket.

Oh yeah, did I mention he's wearing a suit?

Now, he's letting me into the room and it turns out to be completely different than the rest of the building I've seen so far.

There are actual lights on the ceiling and not just some raggedy candles that are probably bought from Dollar Tree. In the back of the spacious room lies a mahogany desk with paperwork and pictures of criminals, some with red streaks over them.

To the left of us, there is a brown leather couch -not the type that looks musty, but the type that looks expensive- and a wooden coffee table. And to the right, a massive 80-inch (or so) TV screen hangs on the stone wall with a remote stand underneath.

Completely different to what I would expect in the Boss's dungeon.

"Sit down." The hot blond dude gestures to the couch and I gladly made myself comfortable. I notice that his scarlet eyes are fading and they look sad and grey now.

"So, what am I here for? Am I about to be executed?" I question him with a straight face.

He looks baffled when he says, "No. Who told you that?"

I take a while to think over what he said. I realize that I was actually scared of dying and the tears I never knew I had, wells up and spills out of my eyes.

"Woah- calm down. Do you need a tissue?" He passes me a box of tissue from his desk and I gratefully sneeze everything in my nose out and into the thin sheet in my hands.

This is so embarrassing. Why did I think he would kill me for no reason?

"Thanks- for not... trying to kill me." I say in between loud sobs.

Ugh, the love of my life is witnessing me ugly-cry. What could be worse?

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter and I'll see you in the next one! <333

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ala2321 · 3 years

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Hey everyone! Following my last post, here is a chapter preview of Todoroki’s Lover (Shoto Todoroki X Fem Reader Smut)!

If you enjoyed it, feel free to check it out on Wattpad!

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"Hey server!" A guy screams at you, obviously trying to impress his girl.

"Yes, I'll be right there!" You say, trying not to blow up.

At least have some proper table manners...

These past few months have been hell. You've tried everywhere, but no job pays as good as this one. You work as a server at a high-end restaurant. It's a good job, if you exclude the crude customers.

"Here is your Smoked Salmon Potato Cakes with Herbed Crème Fraîche." You place the fancy dish onto the spotless dining table.

You wish you could have a better job and just as the thought came to your head, you see another customer.

You walk over to their table, surprised to see a proper gentleman for once.

"Good evening sir. I will be your server for tonight, may I take your order?" You put on your best smile.

"Give me a bottle of your finest wine." He said in a vulgar manner.

"Will that be all?" You ask, unsurprised of his change of behavior. Rich people think they're all that just because they have money.

"Oh, and would you like to work for me?" He asked, reaching out his business card.

"Excuse me?" You didn't know what to do in this situation.

Did he just ask me if I want to work for him?

"You heard me the first time. I'm thinking of hiring a private assistant. You seem to be fit for the job. Come work for me, I promise the pay's better than working at a scabby restaurant."

'Scabby'?! This is the most high-end restaurant I've ever seen!! Is he that rich?!

You take the business card and he smirks, knowing you can't reject his offer by the look on your face.

"I'll come back with the wine, sir."

You turn and thought about the advantages of having a higher pay and a more comfortable life.

I mean, it's only being a personal assistant.. how bad can it be?

You come back with the wine and the man looks at you expectantly.

"I've considered sir. I accept the offer, but with no commitment."

"That's fine. Glad to have you..-"

"(Y/n)." You replied. "Pleased to meet you sir..-"

"Just call me Shoto." He said with a genuine smile.

"So, when do I start working?" You ask in anticipation.

"Right now. Now if you don't mind, please come with me." Todoroki says, pulling you by your arm out the restaurant.

"Wait! Boss! Umm- Shoto, I need to know the pay first.." You scratch your neck, feeling embarrassed, but it had to be asked.

"$50 an hour" Todoroki replies with no hesitation. "Is that enough for you?"

Your jaw drops and you nod your head vigorously.

"Good." He smirks.

"What do I do as your assistant?" You questioned curiously.

"Help me with my daily errands, maybe help as a party planner sometimes."

"Alright! Sounds like a deal!" You chirped.

It takes you less than 5 minutes to quit your current job with ease. You follow Todoroki to his Lamborghini Aventador SVJ. You've never met anyone with a Lambo, let alone sit in one.

"What are you standing there for? Get in."

Todoroki says in response to you marveling over his car.

"Y-yes sir." You awkwardly sat onto the passenger seat, careful not to scratch anything.

"Where are we going sir?" You ask once he starts driving.

"To my house."

A/N: The writing gets better throughout the story because this is the unedited version :/

And I promise you there’ll be lots of smut once you start reading 😩

Here it is:

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