#Chrollo x oc

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Hiii! Can I request yandere Chrollo when reader tries to escape? Hc? Fic? If you want 🥰

A/N: I feel like I haven't written anything in so long (school is going to be the death of me I swear). I'm trying to be more active with my writing now that I've officially graduated, I'm sorry for ghosting! Anyways, enjoy Yan!Chrollo :)

Warnings: yandere themes, unhealthy/forced relationship, implied kidnapping, slight mention of violence and non-consensual touching, and psychological abuse. Chrollo is basically a warning himself lol.

Chrollo is always one step ahead. After all, he is the head of the Spider, so if you think you can escape from him--good fucking luck. He is cunning, meticulous, and devoted to having you back where you belong--in his arms. But that doesn't stop you from trying, does it?

Congratulations for managing to slip through his fingers, but it won't stay that way for long. There is nowhere in the world for you to hide from Chrollo, he will hunt you down using whatever means that will ensure his success. So, enjoy the freedom while it lasts, because it won't last very long.

Sure, Chrollo might be slightly ruffled at the fact that you actually managed to escape. But will he let that affect his calm composure? No, definitely not. Chrollo plays the long game, and he does it best. And who's to say that he didn't intentionally let you escape? To give you that brief, sweet taste of freedom, only to rip it away at the last second?

Chrollo’s expression remains impassive as he lounges on the plush couch in the middle of his expansive living room. Reclining comfortably into the cushions, he folds one leg over the other while using one hand to flip through the book in his lap. He is perfectly aware of your absence from the apartment--how could he not notice when the air lacks the usual animosity that only you can bring? 

Despite the apartment lacking its usual vibrancy, Chrollo remains calm and composed, a trait that has always irked you. His composure never slips, even now. He finds it pitifully endearing that you thought you could outsmart him--have you learned nothing? Chrollo doesn’t know if he wants to praise you for your bravery or laugh at your naivety. 

Sighing, he stretches his legs out across the coffee table, idly smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkles on his dress shirt. You thought escape was an option? How quaint. His lips curl into a faint, knowing smirk; his predictions had been correct--like always. While Chrollo can’t deny that he finds your actions mildly irritating, they are more entertaining than anything else--not that he’d ever show it.

“It’s intriguing, really, how you thought you could just slip away from me,” Chrollo mutters to himself, his voice measured and almost serene. His big, gray eyes finally look up from the antique book in his lap, drifting towards the large window that offers a view of Yorknew City’s skyline. Somewhere out there, you’re hiding, and he can clearly picture the mixture of relief, fear, and paranoia etched on your pretty face. 

He taps his fingers on the armrest of the couch--the only sign that his mind is working in overdrive. Clicking his tongue thoughtfully, Chrollo tilts his head back down to the book resting on his thighs. Running a hand through his raven locks, he lets out a hollow chuckle, quickly followed by a deep sigh. For now, he’d let you play your little game, but in the end, you would not win.

Just like everything else, Chrollo's response will be chilling and methodical. As the head of the Spider, he'll use all the resources he has to get his love back. But for the time being, he will let you enjoy your little game. He's more than confident you'll be back where you belong. Make sure to keep looking over your shoulder every so often, he won't be far behind.

Chrollo will have you back in his grasp, no matter how much you kick, cry, and scream. He will remain unflinchingly composed, acting as though you were merely a small animal that needed to be handled with gentle care. The entire time, he'll have that small, almost invisible smile tugging at his lips--that smile that you've come to hate and suggests bad things for you.

Once he finds you--if he hasn't already been watching you the entire time--he'll strike when the time is right, and when the circumstances align in his favour. He won't be openly aggressive, definitely not towards you. Chrollo will take a different route, one that involves planning, scheming, and manipulation.

Consequences? Oh, there has to be some consequences for your disobedience. But, Chrollo would never lay a violent hand on you. No, that's not his style. He could never physically hurt his love. He can hurt you in other ways, though. Friends and family? That's a whole other story. Chrollo being Chrollo, will do whatever it takes to ensure you comply. Only if he's pushed to that point.

In Chrollo's twisted mind, he is protecting you from the dangers of the world--like a good lover should. He firmly believes that the only place for you to be happy and safe is by his side. He'll manipulate you into believing that you need him, and that even the thought of escaping is utterly impossible.

You’ve been sprinting through the empty streets of Yorknew City for hours, and no matter how far you run, you can’t seem to shake the terror that threatens to swallow you whole. At this point, your feet sting, your lungs burn, and your mind is a jumbled fucking mess--is this what insanity feels like or has Chrollo corrupted you so much? Neither of those reasonings are favourable, but you’d probably choose insanity over Chrollo. 

Frantically, you examine your surroundings as you come to a stop, panting and keeling over. You sluggishly move towards the corner of a large building, slumping back against the bricks and wipe the glistening sweat from your forehead. This is Hell, isn’t it? Clutching your chest, your mind races with a slew of possibilities; different escape routes, places to hide, and potential consequences should you get caught. 

What would the reincarnation of the Devil himself do to you if he were to catch you? Would he hurt you? The odds of Chrollo physically hurting you are slim, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t harm you in other ways. Despite spending an unwilling amount of time with him, you could never fully understand the bastard. You weren’t entirely sure if that was a blessing or a curse. 

“Get it together, fuck.” Your voice comes out strained and raspy as you forcefully compose yourself, shoving off from the wall to round the corner of the building. Every detail about that man pisses you off--his calculated mannerisms, his unflinching composure, his studying eyes that make you feel like he’s staring into your soul, and that god-awful smile that never looked genuine. 

Just when you soothe your chaotic mind and turn the corner of the building, he appears before you. Your heart plummets, and your feet drag across the pavement as you abruptly halt, completely paralyzed under his scrutinizing gaze. You watch him like a cornered animal, prepared to flee at the slightest sign of malice. But, of course, there is none--perfectly expected from a man like Chrollo. 

“My dear,” Chrollo begins, using the endearing nickname you’ve come to loathe. His voice completely devoid of aggression, showing no hint of the manipulative thoughts that are definitely running through his mind. “Wandering the streets alone at this hour isn’t wise,” he chides gently, his tone tinged with condescension. “Come now, let’s get you back home.” His hand extends towards you, as if he’s giving you a choice. 

You muster up a sliver of self-control, refraining from cussing him out. Instead, you take a cautious step backwards--away from the beast. Noticing this, Chrollo’s lips pull into a slight smile, and his hand returns to his side. He doesn’t move an inch, letting out a resigned sigh that suggests he had anticipated this outcome. His gray eyes never leave yours as the sound of approaching footsteps begins fill the silent street. 

“Please, let’s not make this more difficult than it needs to be,” Chrollo continues, his attention focused on you, purposely feigning ignorance of his loyal Spiders who are slowly encircling both of you. He remains the epitome of calm, acting as if your escape attempt was just a minor inconvenience. You stand still, and the Spiders close in, strategically blocking off all paths except for the one leading to Chrollo. 

[empressgetou]

HIS TREASURE

chrollo x zoldyck reader

being born as a girl zoldyck is not a fancy fairytale story or rainbows and unicorns. it is a hundred times more darker and gruesome if you ask y/n. in her younger years, whenever she was tasked to do things outside the kukuroo mountain, she would finished her tasked first and foremost then wander into places in her spare time.

specifically, in yorknew city since most of her jobs are around these parts. that is where she met him. chrollo lucilfer, her boyfriend, and the phantom troupe's leader.

she about not older than 9 years old, when she happen to wander around the city after finishing her job and chrollo who was 11 years old at that time, who happens to be doing the same, spying and observing people around. his attention was caught by her straight-long silver colored hair that complemented her body and pale skin, making him thought she was interesting and decided to follow her discreetly or so he thought.

y/n felt a pair of eyes trying to burn in the back of her head, sensing a great amount of nen she swiftly tried to get away without him suspecting. but before she could turn to the other corner of the alley he jumped in front of her. confused how he managed to caught up with her speed and from a crowded place.

"you're not gonna kill me are you?"

"not, if you're going to tell me why'd you try running away from me?"

"you have a strong nen in you, i assumed you were targeting me that's why."

"ohh! so you know about nen! i just learned them recently."

a day just before y/n turns 16, she's currently still in york new city, who had just finished her job. she is on her way to the airport going back home and unexpectedly received another call.

"happy birthday." greeted by a gentle voice on the other side of the phone.

"i dunno if you forgot that tomorrow is my birthday or you're just teasing." her lips slowly forming a smile.

his audible laugh can be heard from the other side, "the latter... why don't you turn around so you can have your early present."

as soon as she shifted her gaze, there, she saw chrollo approaching her way who has his right hand in his ear holding the phone and his left hiding in the back.

he stopped in front of her and handed her a small bag. she opened it without hesitation and sees a gold necklace with a small open heart and a cross similar to his tattoo hanging, that have every bit of diamonds embedded into it.

"you didn't steal this right?" she joked causing them to both laughed.

"absolutely not. i had them customized for you."

his statement made her heart weak and hugged him as if the world depends on it. he was taken back a bit and hugged her back.

"happy birthday, angel. wish i could celebrate it with you tomorrow but oh well maybe next time." his voice was ever gentle holding her body close to his.

"you know my family, they say it's important to be together in this special occasion ." she replied that made her cringe.

"though i hoped you didn't threaten the jeweller to make these." he laughed again and shook his head saying a no.

"thank you, i love it."

y/n now age of 24. she managed to hide his relationship with chrollo all throughout these years from his family, and from her father especially. though she did thought that illumi who was close to her may have a hint about this relationship but not that she minded. years and years of training, she became much stronger of her abilities. if grandpa zeno were to ask, he'd definitely say that y/n could be on par or much much more skillful than illumi if she wishes to be.

i mean she is trained by the most infamous family of assassins and together with that she was also trained by the leader of the phantom troupe, a world-famous gang of thieves and a criminal organization, though she would sulk from time to time since chrollo would not give her a special treatment just because they are lovers.

she was taking a break in her training outside at the back of their manor when a butler came and brought news that killua had already come home to god knows where he had been. she and killua have a very close relationship together with her younger siblings, and she doesn't deny that she each love all of them differently and yes that includes milluki.

a few days later, she came home late because apparently she was too busy strolling around their hometown, she then heard from her mother's call that killua's friends came to get him out of this hellhole of a place. well, if she were in killua's place, she would've gone with them. she tried to run away for years, but she keeps coming back because her poor younger siblings would face the wrath of illumi and their father would constantly gaslight her into punishing them badly if she were to run away for good. she know how her old man works his way through them and how everyone in the household is manipulated by him and of course illumi learned how to effectively use it on them too.

-

she loves her family, she treasures them but she hates how they are being treated like toys and disposable objects if you were to fail them. but for the sake of everyone's peaceful life especially her younger siblings. y/n made the sacrifice to not leave kukuroo mountain and made a deal with his father to leave her siblings alone and she'll be working in the family business and after she finishes her work they'd let her be outside their home because they know eventually she'll just come back.

if she was born a male, her father would've made her the successor of the family considering she inherited the zoldyck genes and power but alas killua was born, a more suited heir and a prodigy. she was the first prodigy before killua, and if her wishes were to be granted, she is willing to follow whatever her father's wishes to if it means protecting the younger ones who wants a normal life. but they all know that their life wouldn't be normal because of their family's reputation and history.

-

she went straight into the butler's quarters knowing killua's friends were waiting for him. she then saw a few butlers waiting outside. as soon as they saw the lady, panic in their eyes risen and tried to convince the lady to wait for killua.

"what's the big deal, i just wanna meet his friends."

"well... uhmm but the lady would be furious if we were to–"

"i don't care what she says, i'm harmless see? now lemme through or my hands are gonna go through your head." that made every last one of them gulped into fear.

"nee-chan no need to be so violent, let's go meet them together." killua's voice was heard from the door thinking killua may have gotten here first, that made her stop approaching the butlers.

"hmp they wouldn't let me through, m'not gonna eat your friends you know." killua giggled her sister's childish remarks and held her hand to his.

"teehee i know, now let's go meet them." snickering while his cat face evidently showing.

y/n having a strong sense of hearing can hear the clanking of metals and eventually stopped, she looked at his brother to see if he also heard it.

"you think they're tryna kill your friends?" she joked.

"nahhh they wouldn't dare." true since he was already free to go with them according to their father.

"well im glad that he let's you do that. i hope you enjoy every bit of time with your friends." she smiled ever so sweetly.

killua looked at her again, "what about you neechan? aren't you gonna leave here? you don't wanna stay in this place."

"no, neechan has to do a lot of things back here. but you'll definitely see me around if i do work outside, if your'e lucky." she winked at him.

as killua opened the door he dashed near his friend near his age, he calls him gon, and the blond male named kurapika and a bit older teen with glasses named leorio. she quietly the entered and the others sensed another presence behind the door.

gotoh was the first one to greet, seeing their lady unexpectedly showing to the guests, "m'lady, you have arrived. this is killua-sama's friends. they came to get him" explaining as he bowed.

"yes, i've heard." roaming her eyes into each of them. studying their appearances and this one particular glasses man was staring at her intently making her eyebrows raised.

"well it seems you have good friends, don't you kill?" killua nodded and grabbed gon's hand pulling him in front of the woman.

"this is gon, he's my best friend. he's my age too, neechan! and that blonde is kurapika and the old guy is leorio."

"i'm not old! i'm only nineteen!" leorio butted in.

"maybe it's the suit and glasses that's making you look old." y/n slightly smirked looking at him that made the guy a blushing madly.

"but don't worry, everybody has their own style. don't they?" she asked him and leorio nodded aggressively.

"this is my sister, y/n. and will you quit simping for him old man? she may not look like it but you're way too young for her and she's good at seducing people so don't let her fool you." killua said with a bit of teasing her sister making y/n laugh.

she then thought of an idea that made her smirk, "alright, that's enough. i don't want you revealing my secrets to your friends or that wouldn't be too good for you, would it?"

killua sweated making him regret what he just said, "aheheh gomen. that wasn't really my intention, neechan."

"i can see you enjoy their company kill, i'll take my leave first, i wouldn't wanna be on your way much longer. i'm pretty sure you all have come a long way." while taking a last look at his companions.

she grabbed his hand and hugged him ever so tight that made his friends surprised, the butler's however did not react a bit, for they have known that the zoldyck's daughter is more transparent to her feelings especially when it comes to her siblings.

"m'gonna miss you again kill. be safe alright, and no more trouble, okay?— don't worry, neechan will be there when you need her. i'm always close by." with that she left as soon as he kissed his forehead.

truly her sentence was a bit odd for killua's friends but killua understood what she said since she was always traveling a lot and not actually staying home all the time.

5 months have passed and y/n and killua are in contact with each other of his whereabouts. she had heard that they were in heavens arena in the past few months and unsurprisingly a specific clown was also back there and then the remaining months he went to whale island with his friend gon.

she is, as usual traveling again and is currently in zaban city. her phone beeped signaling an email, fished her phone out and stared and the text indicated.

"meet me at *location*."

eager to see her lover again, she dashed her way to his whereabouts. as soon as she got there, there he was standing and waiting and once again with a gift in the table that she assumes is theirs and this time a bouquet of white cleome hassleriana with a few of rose lillies, and forget-me nots in them.

"i missed you."

"missed you too, lover."

he went to get her seat and settled her, y/n thanking him and she was already opening the gift bag that says dior and chanel.

"i thought that this day should be special so i went all out and got these for you."

seeing inside the bags that he bought contained some make up products, perfumes, and a few clothing and made her so excited like a child. he handed the bouquet that is already making her eyes almost tear up.

"aww you're making me cry, you're so sweet. i love thesee! thank youuu."

she went and dipped her head as she kissed him softly while also getting the bouquet in his hands.

"i really like these flowers and you got my favorite too! you're really in love with me aren't you?" she teased still admiring the flowers.

"of course, all the best ones for you, my dear." he smiled so softly as if he was not the most wanted criminal around the world.

"thank you, really. i love you 'rollo"

"i love you too." as soon as he finished his sentence their food came in and the cake's candle was already lit ready for her to blow off.

"ohh and cake?? you're too much" she giggled that made him smile even more.

"happy birthday, my dear."

-

"i'll be expecting you at yorknew city next month?"

"hmm yes, i've seen a couple jewelries that interest me this year and a few weapons too maybe i could use 'em."

"the troupe would be excited to see you."

"hihi i can't even wait much longer. i wanna tell them so bad and just wanna ruin the surprise, specially the girls haven't seen them in a while."

"don't, it's more fun this way." he smirked.

yorknew city, a place that holds various annual auctions from september 1st to 10th, including the world's largest auction, the southernpiece auction, in which the world's rarest and most valuable items are sold.

by the gordeau dessert, some troupe are on their way to meet their boss in the said hide out. machi, nobunaga, feitan, and franklin. and the other spiders came from the other side are also on their way to yorknew city.

on the other side of the continent of republic of padokea, y/n still haven't woken up from her slumber and was already late for her daily routine. her mother, kikyo worries for her daughter all the time, and with that he ordered gotoh to check up on her on the other wing of the mansion.

as soon as gotoh managed to wake her up, she was already in panic saying that she was already late for her schedule to meet with the troupe which was supposed to be around 7 in the evening, exhausted from her training last night she haven't heard the alarm go off this morning and slept until afternoon came, which was very irresponsible as what her mother used to say. she was able to get ready in less than an hour and went to the airport for her flight and now she just gotta wait for the aircraft to land in the united states of saherta and meet with the spiders.

it was already past 12 in the night when she managed to get to the exact location, the boss was about to converse with the others when he felt another presence just came in and the spiders were a little too occupied to notice.

"gomen minna. i was supposed to come by earlier but i lost track of time." a gentle voice was heard and everyone whipped their head at the back.

"y/n!"

"y/n??"

"ohhh omoshiroi! y/n! long time no see!"

many reactions came from the spiders and the founding members huddled near y/n and she just laughed while holding the back of her head embarrassed for the attention given to her. she missed them so much. she found friends within them all throughout the years, her family.

"danchou, you never mentioned y/n was coming here! is she doing missions with us too?" asked uvo to which chrollo only responded with a slight nod.

"okay, boss everyone's here!" shalnark announced.

"well, boss? what are we stealing this time?"

"we will take the treasures of the underground auction."

"which treasures do you want?"

"ancient text, maybe? the boss does like books." machi suggested.

"no. maybe games, there will be many copies of most expensive games ever." feitan said in his broken japanese.

"wouldn't it be more logical to take precious metals and gemstone?" nobunaga butted in.

"all of it." chrollo finished and stepped in to the light so his face was seen by them and it made y/n smile.

"we'll be taking everything that's up for the auction."

"hold on, boss. are you sure? the underground auction is operated by gang from all over the world. just think about it!" excitement can be heard from uvo.

"if we do that, we're gonna make enemies out of every last one of 'em." he continued.

"are you scared, uvogin?" the boss questioned.

"no way! i'm ecstatic! i can't stop shaking! come on! give us the order boss!" uvo's voice is now getting louder at this point that made everyone smirk in excitement.

"i give you permission to kill them all. anyone who dares to get in our way." and with that uvo roared so loud that his voice reach outside of the building.

-

it's been a few hours after everyone had arrived and y/n and the founding members gathered close to each other and talk to catch up. they asked each other on their whereabouts for the past few years, some of them met each other by accident in some places and some met others because it was planned just like y/n and the girls would meet up from time to time whenever they have their free time. usually it's just near heavens arena because machi usually goes there for whatever reason, y/n didn't really asked. while talking to each other, y/n failing to notice a certain neon pink-haired eyeing their direction. he had seen y/n a few times more than one because of her brother and to think she was connected to the spiders made him excited. chrollo sensing hisoka's bloodlust from afar he decided to get down from his place and went near the spiders that's close to y/n.

"danchou, is there anything you need?" pakunoda asked and everyone stopped their conversation and faced him.

flashing a hint of smile on his lips, "why dont you ladies have your breakfast outside? it's already dawn, i heard there's this café i think you all would like."

y/n's eyebrows raised as she knows chrollo would usually offer it but this time he made it sound like he was sending them out of the hide out.

"oh yes, i've researced that there are many sweets to choose from. y/n, we should try it before we go off on our mission tonight." shizuku suggested that made the woman nod at her.

"should we get something for you boys?" the silver-haired asked.

chrollo flashing her a smile and said,"anything's fine," that made y/n nod her head again.

-

night time came and whoever was tasked to go outside for the evening are already in motion. y/n to her dismay stayed behind making her pout. currently sitting beside her lover making complaints.

"oh come on, why can't i got with them? it'd be faster with me helping ya'know?" she quietly whispers to which chrollo ignores her and continues to read his book.

not a moment later, his phone ringed. fishing it out and uvo's name on the screen. his muffled voice can be heard beside y/n saying that there was no sign of the items at the auction and the others concluded that the mafia might have hinted them that some bandits will try to steal or someone about being a traitor among the spiders, making chrollo decide to get the attention of the mafia and let the shadow beast follow them to locate the items.

hisoka, to his delight is thinking to himself on how the woman is a bit too close with the boss and it seems to tolerate her actions toward him. being to close with him, touching him here and their, talking to him nonstop and even lying her head on his lap, surely he thinks they're not just friends that's for sure.

an hour or so another call came in from machi, saying that uvo has been captured by a different individual and everyone decided to come back to the hide out. they then decided to track uvo and able to locate him captured by the nostrade family.

-

dawn had already came and still no sign of uvo, the boss decided to change their plans and is now currently on the hunt for the one's who kidnapped him and possibly who killed him.

y/n went off to search for her own clues and separated with the others in the meantime, afternoon then has set and she went to a house that shalnark managed to rob with chrollo. she sees chrollo already on his white buttoned-shirt and black pants.

he's so fine, she thought that made chrollo chuckle at his lover's stare.

she cleared her throat and told him the news. "my father and grandpa were hired at the auction to stop the troupe from interfering, they heard i was here and decided to call me in. sooo i guess, that's me against u huh?" she laughed.

"i'll just have to make sure your brother finishes his job before your family finishes me." he smiled softly as if he wasn't even planning a murder.

"no fun, but hey, if you manage to impress my father or grandfather, who knows maybe he might let you be with me. if he already knows about us i mean."

-

wearing her white silk above the ankle dress that matches her hair color and a silver heels, she was already sprinting towards where the meeting was supposed to hold with other assassins. nobody knows of an additional person in the job, only the two men inside that had just got in too.

knocking the big doors, everyone stopped talking and eyes went to the door. silva seeing his daughter already here, he then explained their own plan.

"she will be with us, you don't need to pay her, she'll be our responsibility."

while some assassins are amazed by a figure that just got inside, some were already complaining.

"a girl in an assassination mission? is she even capable of defeating a troupe member?" some smirked and snickered by his sentence, y/n trying her hardest not to get provoke.

kurapika eyed her for a second while y/n failed to notice his brother's friend due to her closed eyes stopping herself killing the others in the room.

-

after the meeting and everyone seems to be intimidated by the zoldyck family, truly living up to their name and fame as to what others had thought, they let the family be. the zoldyck's exchanged a few words and went to there separate ways to inspect the whole building.

"nevermind them, you yourself know better than those punks." his grandfather whispered before walking his way. y/n thinks that his grandfather may have thought she was offended by what they said, well honestly, she wasn't, she was more of pissed because she knows she's far more skillful than those amateurs and she was trying her best to stop herself from killing them there.

-

chrollo now was inside the building and at the topmost floor. an assassin seems to have followed him and y/n happens to spot him and decided to just tail him as well. and to her delight, she finally found where chrollo was.

"why am i alive? what's happening?" said the assassin on the side.

"this is an indoor fish. you can't die unless the nen fish disappears."

the assassin spotted y/n walking her way to the leader, while y/n's eyes glued to the assassin.

"kill him!" the assassin shouted at y/n making her smirk.

"why would i?" she smirked as chrollo had already sensed her presence, making him turned around and walked towards her.

y/n stretched both her hands out reaching for chrollo's shoulder blades, inching her upper body close, hands dangling to his side and leaned in for a kiss which chrollo returned.

"we wouldn't wanna get violent with each other, won't we, lover?" her sentence just made chrollo chuckle. y/n then stepped to the side as chrollo began his requiem for uvo.

-

on the other side of the building, the elder zoldyck's are still roaming around trying to locate the phantom's boss without knowing he was already waiting in a specific room. y/n being sneaky as she is decided to play out as if she doesn't know anything and went to his father's side helping them.

the two elders now standing in double doors sensing a great amount of nen inside waiting. the three of them went inside and there awaits chrollo standing firm.

"we meet again." he spoke.

"you remember me?" asked the father.

"how could i forget? you killed one of my comrades."

the two zoldyck's went forward and as chrollo went near them as well, y/n stayed in her position while watching the men closely. the battle soon began and the zoldyck's wasted no time trying to get to the boss. a little moment after, a burst of aura coming out of the three, using each of their special abilities and with that a blinding light has struck their eyes and heavy shockwave was felt and soon after, the battle ended.

as soon as y/n recovered her eyesight, she instinctively went to the broken concretes and trying to look for her boyfriend while hearing the sounds of a phone call in the background, hearing her father talk to illumi.

"you okay?" she walked passed the crumbled concretes on her way and knelt in front of him holding his shoulder. chrollo nodded and put his hand on top her hand reassuring he was fine, that did not go unnoticed to both the zoldyck men.

after a very intense conversation, the zoldyck's were now finished and trying to walk out of the room. while her grandpa zeno did not react to whatever they saw a few moments ago and walked out smoothly, her father silva, was raging with anger and was giving chrollo his death glare, to which the latter was doing the same. for silva to see his daughter seem to be close with the thief's boss is atrocious, she is in a family of assassins who's name was built out of respect and with dignity and to think she was fooling around with his enemy made him mad, or maybe he just couldn't accept the fact that the only girl in the family was comfortable with another man other than the members of his family. he will talk to her once she gets back on the mountains and give her a good word but for now he will let her off the hook in the meantime.

a few minutes later, the troupe was now walking inside the room that chrollo fought with the zoldyck's and they all proceeded to the auction room.

"he's lying chrollo." the silver-haired woman exclaimed as she was glaring in hisoka's direction.

"he wants to keep all of us here, that's why."

"but according to his fortune, he seems to be telling the truth." shizuku explained while peeking at the paper.

"he could've put his nen to it and changed it."

fei snatched the paper and examined it,"don't see nen here."

what? i know i did, it was only for a moment but i did! she thought, and having heightened senses she saw a glimpse of his nen transferred to the paper.

"i know what i saw." she turned to chrollo and begged for him. "please we have to get out of here, or else there will be more trouble."

he looked at her and said,"let me see your paper. "

he read the first few lines and it was the same with the others mourning for uvo. but what caught his eyes were in the next poems.

seeing the truth was burden, you wished to have known better, as you saw a shadow of your own character.

a challenge between blood and water will clash, a spider so dear, if not careful shall pass.

as you mourn for the passed moons, you shall not overcome, losing your light to the darkness you will be succumb.

and true to her words, she seems to be telling the truth, but chrollo could not risk any more of the spiders to get killed. his family. not again. he had no choice but to keep them here. hisoka might endanger them all, including her. it's best to keep them where he can keep an eye of his family.

"so what's it gonna be, danchou?" shalnark broke the silence.

and another muted moment before he finally had decided. "we're staying." as soon as he declared to stay, hisoka's lust almost exposed and he will be a goner if he weren't too careful. y/n never believing what she just heard, turned her back as she walked to the door.

"i said we are staying y/n."

"and i'm not. i can't stand someone in the same room as that stupid clown. since you like to believe him anyway i might as well just leave on my own." she was being petty, she admits that. but something just tells her she shouldn't stay in there any longer, she knew what she saw and she'll have to get to the chain user first before any of the spiders do and finish him off once and for all.

paku walking to the same direction where y/n was a few seconds ago, when chrollo stopped her.

"she's going out to cool off. she'll be back."

and she did, she found herself inside a café and ordered herself a hot choco to cool herself off. sitting in the window side, she can see traffic, traffic and traffic on the streets and rain pouring outside. a beep then from the phone was heard and saw chrollo was trying reach out to her which she ignored.

a little while after commotion from the people walking beside the streets were whispering something was running on the building itself. she saw a fading figure of feitan and grew curious.

the spiders now standing by at the hotels lounge while they wait for the others, chrollo currently still trying to reach her. but little did he knew she decided to follow them a little while after. she read his messages briefly and went to the exact location.

barely wet from the pouring rain outside, y/n paved her way in the hotel and sees a very very familiar colored hair, the two boys are being held by machi with her nen and the others are by the other side.

her eyes open wide as chrollo approached her carefully all while her eyes meeting another pair of cerulean blue ones.

"why are these kids here?"

"they want to catch a spider they said, for the bounty."

“you have to let them go. we can’t risk anymore trouble if we are to take them.”

not hearing any replies from their leader, y/n then looked back at the two boys who’s also looking at her nervously.

she imaginatively palmed her face as she is thinking of what are her plans next now that his own brother just got himself in trouble with the troupe.

she can’t tell him about it all just yet. she groaned to herself knowing she might have made a mistake of not telling his nosy of a brother sooner than ever. and that is not to get in contact with them.

“don’t think about it too much, we’ll get uvo soon, y/n” nobunaga talked at the back when he heard her murmuring stuff that caught his attention thinking that she might be just worried of their friend.

y/n knows his brother too well like the back of her hand, she knows the two of them really wanted just the bounty but it’s way too stupid for them to go after the troupe all by themselves.

what was he thinking? she thought all while glaring at a scared killua, that made chrollo curious.

“something wrong?”

and just when she was about to answer him, the lights went off.

she heard a few shuffling in front of her that’s when she knew killua made his move in which she immediately grab his clothes and not let him get away.

by the time the lights are back, they are all still in one piece. well, except that their leader is already missing and there’s a letter attached to an arrow planted in the walls.

killua still could not read everything thoroughly of what is exactly happening and why his sister is with the troupe, he has no idea and is afloat as of that moment.

y/n immediately looked at the children blaming them for their sneaky little stunt they pulled in front of her.

she then thought, if they wanted the bounty for them to have money for their useless gaming consoles then they should’ve just brought every one of them, but why just their leader? is chrollo alone already enough to buy such treasure? or was there more to it that just the bounty?

all the questions came running through y/n’s head but unfortunately, her questions were all answered when a ringing sound the building signaling a call.

y/n somehow already figured the whole plot of why killua and gon had been chasing the troupe. apparently it wasn’t just for the money but they know who the chain user all along and is after a troupe member or well specifically, the chain user is after their leader. so they captured uvo to get the leader moving and make himself appear in front of him or her, y/n has no clue how to identify him because honestly she has not seen this chain user they speak of.

and this made her even more frustrated. she doesn’t mind if one of the troupe is in danger, they can get out of trouble all by themselves or with the help of others. what’s bothering her is the safety of the two children, who probably never had a moment to think all this thing through. putting themselves in danger by facing a thief organization all by themselves is insane. adding the fact that his boyfriend is now captured by the chain user who plans to kill him if they are not to hand over the kids over by midnight. certainly this was way harder than the tortures she endured from her father, she’d rather have those.

after a few arguments along the way from the call and back to the hideout, everyone had already agreed they would trust pakunoda to ensure the safety of their danchou by letting her hand over the kids alone in a specific place. as much as half of the troupe would disagree to save the danchou all by themselves, the other half wanted to agree with the chain user’s deal. they wanted to play this safe. they still want him back. they still need their leader with them. and that is what paku thinks as well.

before she left the hideout, she had to look intently at y/n to which she understood what she was already doing for. whatever the result may be, she is doing all these for them, for her leader, for her family.

y/n not able to contain herself as she was already overwhelmed by the turn of events, she instantly grabbed killua’s hands and met him in the eye.

“whatever this is, you take him back to us.— please, bring him back to us. to me.” holding the silver-haired boy as she whispered the last words ever so lightly so that they wouldn’t hear her.

y/n could not puzzle what pakunoda said after that, she just felt her shoulders were pushed to the side and seeing pakunoda with the boys walking away while nobunaga had run to catch her falling body. one last thing she knew was reaching out to her little brother, her head feeling a little too light and went black out.

just as pakunoda and the kids finally arrived at their destination, she was instructed to switch both killua and gon with their leader at the same time. with a condition that chrollo, could never make contact with the spiders again nor even talk to them or else he would die due to a nen that was connected to his heart connected to the chain user’s ability, if broken he dies immediately. pakunoda thought that if the clown was here with them, he probably wanted to battle the leader, but no luck to him since chrollo can’t fulfill his wishes because he cannot use his nen.

the switch of hostages already made and the aircrafts are now high up in the air, pakunoda deeply burdened of what should she do best for the troupe and for the leader. looking below, she can see that indeed the clown’s intention was to get to the leader to face him alone. and with the last glimpse of the scene, staring blankly, she could only wish she knew what to do by then the time when she comes back to their hideout.

a frustrated hisoka was all chrollo got to deal with when he explained his circumstances. after the clown left, he could only think of one solution and that is to head where he was supposed to, to take out what’s in his heart, to take out that nen stuck to him. as he was in deep thought, a sudden image came into view. his love. his most important treasure of all.

what would she think. he thought.

would she wait for him until the time comes that they can finally reunite together?

would she try to find a way for them to meet whatever it takes?

would she just leave the relationship and the troupe instead of looking for him?

words and words came through chrollo’s head, their relationship was more concerning since they had a fight not just long ago and they have not talked about it yet.

he may not look like it, but y/n can testify how his lover takes good care of their relationship. how he takes care of her. how he takes care of his family in his own ways.

it was indeed the most impossible thing that has ever happened between them yet, but one thing chrollo is sure of. he plans of going to the east to dissolve the nen in him. he will come back to them, he will come back for his family, he will come home to her.

but, he never came back.

…or did he?

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comment for part 2?

not proofread; may contain grammatical errors and spelling mistakes.

side note: ik it has literally been a year since i last posted, school sucks since i’ve gotta lot of work to do. so here’s another au for yall coz i missed being here :33 xoxo

[chrollogy]

I WILL HALLUCINATE YOUR HALO, YOUR HOLINESS

“i am an unforgivable creature. but darling, i will love you. i will love you through all my disgusting performances.”

© comm by the lovely Puri24A on twt! (don’t repost/save)

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[oddeyechrollo]

virtual angel

prologue: in my eden

warnings: fluff. implications of kidnapping if you squint. takes place when chrollo is 9 and reader is 8. they’re just kids… chrollo x reader. all lowercase on purpose. religious imagery (duh).

comments are appreciated :)

synopsis: a brief conversation as the sun kisses the moon goodnight.

“i’ll be there for you when your wings break, letting go of you that’s a heartbreak”

“i wish we could live in eden,” you declared, watching the sun set over the mountains of garbage that infested the city. you sometimes wondered if the city had a stench to it that you’ve grown accustomed to, it must have. “then, we could have fresh fruit everyday!” you giggled, the boy next to you did too.

“i don’t think meteor city is that bad,” he started, “maybe it’s all that i know, but there’s treasures here for those with eyes to see.” you blinked staring at him, then laughed. he frowned, “what’s so funny?” he asked.

“you speak more and more like the elders everyday, it’s a little funny.” you replied, “plus, a lot of us think you’re too good for this place,” you slowly added. it was true, something sarasa and sheila had brought up on a few occasions.

chrollo smiled and looked at the sunset again, “no, i think god put me here for a reason. plus, if i was born anywhere else i wouldn’t have you as my best friend.” he expressed. you were glad he was preoccupied with the sky, a burning sensation on your cheeks overwhelmed your entire body. chrollo still sensed it, but didn’t like to embarrass you. his nanny raised him better than to humiliate girls.

“when we’re older, i’ll take you out of the city if it’ll make you happy. i think our nannies would kill me if i tried now,” he promised. the sun was gone now, remnants of purple and pink flooded the barrier between humanity and heaven. you laid back on the grass, chrollo following suit. “i can’t promise you eden, but will the rest of the world suffice?” he asked, looking at your sparkling eyes.

“what does suffice mean?” you blurted out as he laughed. chrollo read much more than you did, that was for sure. ‘what an advance word for a 9 year old,’ you thought. you were definitely more passionate about the arts, but your nanny always emphasized how important literacy was. you weren’t far behind chrollo, he was sure you’d get there with his help.

“will it be enough,” he explained. even if chrollo was smarter than you in terms of books, he’d never want to make you feel inferior to him. he was smart, not stuck up. you were always so grateful that his nanny taught him humility.

“oh! yes, that’ll definitely suffice, my angel,” you assured putting extra emphasis on the word ‘suffice.’

‘’my angel” was a nickname chrollo had grown accustomed to by you. most people in the city knew him as chro or chrollo, but you were the only one allowed to view him as an angel. his humility wouldn’t allow it from anyone else besides his best friend. in early childhood, you couldn’t pronounce his name. you had a minor speech impediment (surprise surprise, chrollo had helped you with it) when you first met him as a 2 year old. the letter ‘r’ was not your friend, and your nanny had called him an “angel of a toddler,” and it stuck to you.

chrollo enjoyed it now. there was something about him being your savior that he secretly adored. he would be your angel for the rest of his life, he decided.

maybe chrollo couldn’t fix meteor city’s issues when he’s older, but he knew he could always make things better for his best friend. he couldn’t take you to eden, maybe he’ll create it for you. the thought made him smile.

“it’s getting dark out, the vans usually come out at this time. let’s go home. oh! let’s drop by the church to leave these tapes first.” chrollo piped out. he stood up and extended his hand out to you. you smiled at him and accepted, whispering out a ‘thank you angel,’ as you stood. you fixed your purple dress as he picked up the four tapes you’d found together.

this wasn’t eden, but years later chrollo would come to realize that you were his personal eden in meteor city. a treasure amongst all of the trash, his angel.

as a teenager, he wondered what sin he committed as a child to have eden ripped apart from him so soon.

[kurorosbetrothed]

𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖘.

𝑨 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚.

Leaning on the railing with your head propped up by your arm you stared at the undeniably charming man beside you.

With a cigarette held between his fingers, wisps of smoke curled upward.

With no shirt, you could see his muscles rippling with every subtle movement and with his hair slicked back you had a clear view of his face that never failed to make your heart speed up.

Sensing your ogling he turned his head and met your eyes that flickered with adoration. 

“Careful love, you're drooling.” 

To meet your eye level he mimicked your position and set his eyes on yours.

You touched the corner of your lips and as you suspected he was teasing you.

“Am I that charming, my love?” 

“Charming? I was just wondering how such an ugly brute exists.”

Laughter slipped out and unknowing to him the sound warmed your heart. 

“Is that so?” Chuckling he put his cigarette down, crushing it with a light force and took out another, lighting it up.

Just as he raised the cigarette to his lips you swiftly stole it from his grasp and brought it to your lips. You inhaled deeply, savouring the familiar taste that flooded your senses with a wave of nostalgia.

“Now now love, stealing is rude.” Tch. How ironic. 

“Says the infamous leader of a group of thieves,” you scoffed, “though you should teach me your ways of stealing. I'm quite interested.” 

“I'm afraid it is too late for you to be asking that. You've already mastered the art of stealing.” He grinned.

“How so?” you asked inhaling again but before you could release a sudden fit of coughing seized you.

“You've already stolen the heart of this infamous leader of thieves. What else could you hope to steal, love?” 

Your eyes widened and you smacked your hand against your chest.

He couldn't tell if you were coughing or laughing but still made an effort to stop your coughing by gently patting your back.

You wiped your nonexistent tears as you took deep breaths in hopes of calming down.

“You..you.. bastard.”

Punching him on the arm you shook your head. 

Before you could take your arm back he pulled you towards him making you land on his firm chest.

With one arm wrapped around your lower back and the other around your shoulders, you were caged in his embrace. 

Your eyes widened at the sudden assault and you turned to push him off but the feeling of his warm breath fanning your neck made you stop in your tracks.

He nuzzled his head into your shoulder mumbling something into the side of your neck. 

“Whatever you wish to make yours I will steal it for you.”

Just like his embrace, his words were also comforting. 

As if his hold on you wasn't already strong enough, his hold on your heart that was once entrapped within unbreakable barriers had become even stronger. 

You responded by embracing him, wrapping your arms around his neck, and he held you tighter.

It was a moment of comfort and solace, and his grip conveyed a sense of warmth and safety.

You felt overwhelmed by the rush of emotions.

His warmth, scent, and his voice, all made you go crazy.

“I don't wish to let you go..” 

“Then don't.” 

He smiled at your blunt tone, but was glad to hear that you felt the same.

[scarletwebseries]

𝐻𝓍𝐻 𝒪𝒞: 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 ('𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞')

(Art by @//ladynefeli) (OC Instagram: echo.sapphire)

[ 𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘 ]

https://toyhou.se/21539779.scarlet-echo-sapphire

[ 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗕𝗜𝗢 ]

Scarlet (スカーレット, Sukāretto) is an informant for the Phantom Troupe who is primarily known through the false identity of Echo Sapphire, the first Mafia Donna in the Ten Dons and Boss of the Sapphire Family. The Sapphire Family is most notable for owning Sapphire Entertainment and the finest gemstone mines on the Yorbian Continent, including the world’s only ”blood sapphire" mine.

As Echo Sapphire, she is publicly recognized as CEO of Sapphire Entertainment and a semi-retired classical musician/singer, a career she pursued in order to infiltrate the Sapphire Family for revenge. Using the family name, Scarlet now operates an empire training femme fatales with the sole purpose of dismantling the human trafficking rings running rampant through the Yorbian underworld. In the time between the events of the Yorknew City Arc and the Succession War Arc, Scarlet becomes the first woman to sit among the Ten Dons. In filling one of the vacancies left in the wake of the underground auction massacre and the previous leader’s assassinations, Scarlet undertakes tremendous responsibility as both the Ten Dons and Underworld rebuild. This appointment helped bring the now prominent ‘young money’ families to power, strengthening her position in the council.

[ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 ]

[ 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 ]

𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑒𝓉 ✥ 𝒲𝑒𝒷

𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝘅 𝗢𝗖

✥ series warnings: death, grief/loss, murder, gore, human trafficking, symptoms of mental illness/trauma (specifically C-PTSD, BPD, and anxiety), character trauma related to childhood abuse, co-dependency, organized crime.

Scarlet never considered the possibility of seeing him again, believing Chrollo to be dead for years, let alone that he is the 'man of mystery' who's visits she'd come to expect. In a twist of fate, she finds herself helplessly navigating a world full of heartbreak, mistrust, deception, and grief in hopes of healing the ghosts that haunt her. Is a future together even possible for two souls who don’t know what love truly is?

[ 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 ]

[ 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗖 ]

(Reference Art by @//ladynefeli, Chibi Art by @//akitasoba)

[ros3maryt3a]

Domestic Facade

Chrollo x (f) OC

A/N: so I started this as a little break from revision and to mess around with writing tropes I hate, but now I’m really into the idea and need feedback on the initial extract. I was going to post this directly onto Ao3 but want to increase my changes of writing more by having a few characters under my belt.

NOT PARTICULARLY PROOF READ

Feeback would be appreciated <3

CW: non applicable

Word count: 1,193

- Content bellow read on -

The early hours of morning began to arrive, sun trickling through open windows, seemingly drawn by the sizzling of eggs. Days like this were nice. Curtains drifting slowly in the breeze, everything at peace. The thought of work -as pleasant as she found it- not weighing heavy on Nirami’s back.

One of her few days off.

Nirami stood beside her kitchen counter, watching as steam billowed from her soon to be breakfast. She loved cooking. Always had, it was so fascinating watching atoms at work.

Sat, ogling, at the way her egg whites puffed up.

The things swayed in her pan with every small movement, don’t play with your food, a familiar voice rang in the back of her head. Her father always did hate this habit of her’s. Counted it a waste of food as stubby legs would dangle idly from her chair, fork prodding at the food she’d left to go cold with a pout. ‘I don’t want it.’ she’d whine, only for a firm voice to barter with her, holding the prospect of desert like a carrot on a stick. Inevitably causing her to cave. At the time, she’d looked at him as if he was the worst person in the world. However, now, standing in a kitchen of her own, she began to appreciate that he placated to her antics.

Slumping the eggs onto a plate, Nirami moved to check on her hashbrowns (an equally as interesting phenomenon to watch as her eggs.), she’d have to pay him a visit, get something to replace the flowers she’d given last time. He always liked Chrysanthemums, it wouldn’t hurt to pick some next time she went out.

A single churn of her salt shaker signaled the dinner bell; she sat down to eat. Tearing her food apart with an almost abnormally meticulous care.

Through her chewing, Nirami turned her attention to the flurry of plants climbing up her walls. A colleague had once suggested the idea of a simple houseplant, to keep her occupied during her parents' passing, a few years ago. A part of her had scoffed at the idea. And now here she was, all sorts of flora scattered around her apartment.

Nirami wouldn’t particularly say it had elevated her grief, but it was certainly a pleasant development. A particularly burnt piece of potato cut through her idle thoughts, maybe she should’ve focused a little more on ensuring her food was edible…The food itself was nice, it always was, for all her slip ups Nirami was a good cook. Eggs oozed; she eagerly wiped up their contents and around fifteen minutes passed before she’d finished. Raising to put her plates in for the wash. A sigh left Nirami as she went about her daily drivel, it was always like this, just as she liked it. The routine had brought solace in times of distress and kept her grounded for her line of work. Never changing, forever trudging along.

Life was simple like this.

Life was good like this.

Life was–

–buzz

The light of her phone flooded the room, its artificial hue reminded her of work. Placing her plate back into soapy water, her eyes scanned the screen’s surface. Unfortunately for her, it had already faded. Forcing Nirami to dry her hands and wander to the side, picking up her mobile, a smile split through her lips. Perhaps changes in her routine were good every once in a while, he was proof of that. Chrollo.

The two had met at her place of work, he’d been dressed to the nines. At the time, she’d taken his attire and assumed he was there to grieve a loved one, offering her condolences. Once he’d revealed he was simply there for an appointment, she’d found herself stumbling over her words. He was kind and quite the charmer, winning her over with ease (and a little coffee).

Since then the two had grown quite close, Chrollo had slotted himself neatly into Nirami’s schedule. Quite the feat indeed. He wasn't around much anymore, had to head back off to work, he’d told her. And so, anytime his name popped up on her phone, it filled her with nothing but euphoria.

The text was simple enough, morning love, yet she still found it hard to respond.

He always did have that effect on her.

Chrollo was far more composed than Nirami. Every word he ever said was picked with poise. She settled for an equally simple response (one most would’ve considered second nature.) morning. The words ‘delivered’ looked back up at her. No doubt he’d take a while to respond, he usually did…

With a sigh, Nirami set back off to do: something. A pleasant hum leaving her as she did. Her apartment was fairly small yet held a large range of activities. She settled for reading.

Plucking one of the many books from its neat place upon her shelf, she didn't particularly know what it was she’d picked. Nor did she care. Everybook in that apartment had been picked apart more times than she could count. Most of them were gifts. Small reminders of Chrollo’s many stays. He’d often send them over, classics and historical pieces, far beyond the ages. A few of them had been in languages Nirami had never even heard of, forcing her hand in learning all sorts of new tongues.

She’d taken to her sofa, swinging her legs onto its surface and brushing her fingers against the pages. Turning to the cover she was finally met by its title: Wuthering Heights. She was familiar with this one, had been when Chrollo had bought her this particular copy. The conversation of that ordeal lay sweet on her tongue.

“Ah, this one’s a particular favorite of mine.” A chuckle rang out as fingers grasped a hard worn cover, moving with almost criminal precision. Finally holding it in view Nirami’s eyes were alight with curiosity before her eyes met the title. “Fitting, a man of nuance, attracted to the definition of it.” A slight look of surprise overtook Chrollo’s features, the act so minute Nirami missed it by a mile. “You’ve read it?” The question wasn’t raised in a way of shock, more admiration, “mhm, a few times over actually. My father used to give me all his mother’s old books.” The conversation spanned for what felt like hours, every answer Nirami gave seemed to give way only for another question. All perfectly eloquent and all perfectly crafted to garner the exact responses he seemed to crave.

It had been like watching a thief at work, the thought was almost enough to elicit a small laugh from Nirami. Her Chrollo, a man who’d shown her nothing but compassion, a thief? Such juxtaposition was a thing of Shakespeare. The idea in itself seemed laughable…With all the ruckus in her life, Chrollo had come as a pleasant break, thoughts of him often flooded her head nowadays. Though she tried her best to filter them at work, he always loomed in some deep recess of her mind. In a way, Nirami guessed he was a thief: he’d stolen her attention in such little time.

Bzz.

[keiriiz]

I’ve been wanting to work more on my Phantom Troupe fanfic but I feel I can’t post it to here without posting my OC’s information! Here is the Body himself, Kastiel.

His canon aligned Hunterpedia:

The fanfic will be named SPIDERS and is a prequel to the current Hunter x Hunter storyline with the first arc focusing on the Kurta Massacre. And of course a slow burn for the main pair KuroKast.

Art credits: Biyue_85 and _jininn

[friezan1]

I drew this on his birthday and I posted it on instagram but today I posted it here so happy late birthday Chrollo

[arabella0001]

hunter x hunter men eating you out

characters: chrollo lucilfer, illumi zoldyck, kurapika

cn: yandere illumi, manipulative chrollo, soft yet posessive kurapika, rough kissing, oral (female receiving)

illumi

illumi will be pretty calculated in his moves, each movement purposeful, like he is mapping you out.

his thumb trace your lips lightly while his other hand grabs your cheeks, his grip is secure but not too rough. his gaze piercing, unblicking.

“you think you can escape me? no one can”

his touch would be surprising gentle sometimes, almost tender as he observes you closely. however, is because of his unwavering control.

‘you’re so…perfect for me. only me’

running his finger over your body, untill it reach almost your pussy and then back then. his fingers feels purposelful like he’s claiming every part of you.

‘i-illumi…more’ you try to rush him but you don’t stand a chance, his teasing is torturous.

‘keep pushing, and you’ll see exactly what happens when you disobey me’ he cups your pussy, making you gasp.

‘but i don—‘

‘i will always have you right where i want you’ he comes closer, his lips closer to yours, you earn to taste him, feeling so aroused it drives you mad.

he start coming down untill his face reach your pussy, making you shiver impatiently as his tongue dive between your folds. kissing your lips and playing with your clit, moving slowly as your hands gripping the sheets because of the pent-up arousal.

he is moving how slow and how fast he desire, gauging your reaction until you cum how many time he wants.

by the time he is down with you, you are completly at his mercy.

chrollo

chrollo tends to be composed but his calm exterior crack slightly when he feels you challenging his control.

‘i know what’s best for you, y/n. let me take care of everything’

‘chrollo i don’t wanna figh—‘

he wouldn’t let you escape easily, pinning you against the wall, enough to make you feel trapped.

‘you love me, don’t you?‘ hiz gaze so intense, flickering from your eyes to your lips

‘of course’ you whisper, your response coming from you like a script

he come closer to you ear, whispering ‘i make sure you never reget giving me your love.’ his tongue find your earlobe, making you tremble with need ‘you are everything i need’

he kiss you with a urgency, his touches rough but precise, not ouf of anger but to make sure you understand the weight of his hold on you.

he will kneel between you, a surprise looking at your face as he undress you slowly

‘c-chrollo?’

‘you want this, don’t you?’ he kiss your clother pussy, heat already formed between your legs ‘you’ve already given yourself to me’ he emphasize by pulling your panties down as he start kissing hungrly making you moan shamelessy. ‘and you’ll keep doing so’

‘chrollo—y-yes, please’ you grind on his face, your legs tremble

‘who do you belong to?’ he whispers between his licks, teasing you and kissing your thighs before returning his tongue on you

‘you. only you. always’ you say desperatly, barely controlling yourself

‘such a good girl. you’re making me pround’ as he gives you finally what you wanted, making you cum all over his face.

bonus! (mostly greenflag)

kurapika

kurapika could be quite intense. expecially after something almost happening to you or thats what he thinks so before of his concern.

at night, he will grab your arms gently but secure and look into your eyes with an intense yet loving gaze

‘you have to listen to me’ his words sharp but because he is urging you to listen to him.

‘i’m listening kura—‘

‘why do you always test me? i only want to keep you safe’ he is pushing you slowly further into your shared room.

‘i know baby, but you need to calm down—‘

‘i’m calm, y/n. i’m doing this just because i love you’ his both hands grabbing your face, making you face melt.

‘i know, kurapika. i love you too’ you try to calm him by your love that he can see in your eyes as you sit down on the bed.

seeing you like this, an idea form into his head, pushing you slowly over the bed

‘you’re my reason for everything i do’ he start kissing your neck and worshiping you with his touched, making you feel so warm and aroused

‘yes?’ you whisper to him as his eyes is glued to you, but your tongue over your lipscatching his attention, closing the distance with a desperate kiss but full of pent-up frustration at your stubbornness and a lot of desire.

you both breathing heavily after he push away.

‘i need you.’ he start kissing you from your collarbone, to between your breast and slowly reaching your belly, his hands around your wrists.

‘you’ve been so good to me. i’ll protect you, always’

his meaningful words making your heart full of emotions and the combination with his touches set your body on fire, making you already so wet because of him.

he will kiss your pussy, inside your tights, your curves and everywhere he can. licking your pussy the way you like, the way he surely knows pleasure you the most.

giving you orgasm after orgasm, purring his heart out with his tongue, making you moan his name again and again.

more hxh content here

[rotten-pomegranate]

ah I’m sorry. but I mean how they would do it differently?

How yandere adult trio would go about nonconing reader

Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, manipulation, pressuring, mentions of being pregnant, and bad after care

I live writing these so much I forgot to post this so sorry it’s been a while

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Chrollo

Chrollo doesn’t take you right away, everything costs something with him, he slowly starts introducing physical prices for stuff you want

It just build up until you ask for something big and the price is your body

He’ll be so reassuring and gentle while taking you, saying how it won’t hurt at all

You just have to relax for him and you’ll feel as good as him

After the first time you don’t have to ask for anything and he’ll be guiding you to the bed

The after care with Chrollo is great, drawing you a nice bath, letting you soak as long as you want while he orders you your favourite food

Hisoka

Hisoka is the type to make it obvious what his intentions are but wait it out just to see your anxiety slowly build

He wants you to be terrified by his very presence, he does like you, of course he likes you in his own twisted way but that doesn’t save you from his torment

He touches you more and more until one day he’s dragging you to the bedroom and pinning you down

Saying how he’s waited so long all while you either kick and scream or go completely limp and dissociate

Either way he’s not gonna stop until he’s realest at least twice

You don’t get any aftercare with him, he just leaves you in his room a sticky mess, if he’s feeling extra nice he might share his water with you

Illumi

He makes I very clear from the start that your to bear his children, wether you like it or not

He doesn’t wait long at all, comes to the bed your forced to share with him one night and simply tells you to take of you satin pyjamas he provided

He’s “fair” at lest in his eyes, telling you if you comply he’ll be gentle, the underlying threat is always there though, like if your not on your best behaviour he’ll make sure to be rough with you

The act itself is not as awful as you’d imagine, he’d prep you well and make sure to let you ease into things

And the aftercare is descent, he brings you water and cleans you with a towel, if your not to tired he’ll bring you to the shower with him and wash you with gentle hands

[candidjellyfish]

Random thoughts on how I think a potential lover could change Chrollo:

🕷️I feel like Chrollo is the type of person who walks a fine line between craving connection and rejecting vulnerability. His emotional detachment doesn’t mean he’s indifferent to others. He expresses a clear sense of responsibility for the Troupe while simultaneously maintaining a certain distance. To me, this paradox reveals that he craves connection but cannot afford to be vulnerable without risking his authority and identity.

If he were fully detached, he wouldn’t care about Uvogin’s death or go as far as holding a requiem to honor him. But if he were fully vulnerable, he wouldn’t be able to maintain the ruthless control required to lead a group like the Troupe.

That said, how he would treat a potential love interest depends very much on who they are to him. For his potential s/o to move beyond mere curiosity and become someone he genuinely cherishes, they would need to be irreplaceable in his eyes—someone no one else could ever replicate or replace.

This person would have to be able to pull him away from his habitual detachment, drawing him out of his constant way of analysing the people around him. They wouldn’t just capture his attention but anchor him in the present, making him live in the moment/lose himself in the emotion he’s feeling in the moment.

But it’s very likely that the same qualities that draw him in would also shake him. Someone with the power to make him lose himself in the moment also holds the power to change his worldview. For a man who survives by maintaining intellectual and emotional control, being vulnerable a would threaten the stability he’s built around himself and the Troupe.

At first, his instinct would likely be to push him away. I don’t think this would be due to indifference but because their influence on him represents a loss of control, something he cannot afford when his leadership hinges on his ability to stay emotionally untouchable. Letting someone see or discover his unfiltered core means risking the detachment that enables him to make the kind of ruthless decisions the Troupe’s survival demands.

Though I can definitely imagine how someone who makes him feel something beyond duty and cold calculation would eventually become a pull he cannot resist, no matter how much he tries to maintain his distance. 🤭

It’s likely that this relationship would redefine his existence. For once, he would have something outside the Troupe’s mission that holds genuine value. This could manifest in subtle ways like small acts of protectiveness or moments where his calm facade cracks, or even instances where he prioritizes their safety over the Troupe’s objectives. If that person were in the troupe themself, his actions would ultimately go against his motto that nobody is more important than the whole.

꧁༺ I can fix him he’s so majestic god help me I’m obsessed 😔 ༻꧂

(Maybe ill write HCs soon or oneshots)

[oddeyechrollo]

virtual angel - masterpost

synopsis: chrollo lucilfer discovers someone that was once lost, his eden. childhood friends to lovers.

warnings (overall): chrollo x reader. minor reader x oc at some points. mentions of rape, physical abuse, ptsd, emotional abuse, grooming, kidnapping, and torture. possible smut but i’m bad at it, death. stalking. (this is meteor city baby… it’s gonna involve some rough stuff. ) using virtual angel lyrics each chapter… sorry the orbit/ourii in me couldn’t help it. bpd/aspd coded reader. spoilers for the phantom troupe’s background.

prologue - in my eden.

chapter 1: to you, i’m a virtual angel

chapter 2: the moment i saw you, i was so happy i cried.

chapter 3: with the rising moon, my heart is complete.

chapter 4: the sin of swallowing up the sun.

chapter 5: in my frozen heart, newly bloomed

flowers.

chapter 6: please, save me savior.

chapter 7: this is eden.

headcanons: (honestly the tags prob have more hcs in them)

attempted murder on reader

humanity

chrollo is insane 🤍

do you think you’ll visit meteor city?

wine and first kiss

girl, so confusing (machi and reader convo)

[tiedsuccubus]

“Im sick of an overpowered y/n so I’m gonna make her realistic with good growth 🤓👆🏾” but whole time the y/n is just pitifully weak and stays weak for like a good 80% of the story, then suddenly pops out with a random power up.

Ts be annoying me so bad. The power genuinely be so interesting and very promising, but they make her weaker than the fucking scene fillers. I understand not wanting a Mary sue ass character/ wanting the character to be op at beginning but DAMN.

Why can’t people make a character that actually has good steady growth.

[scarletwebseries]

𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝒲𝑒𝒷 ✥ 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘝𝘐

𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝘅 𝗦𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗲 (𝗢𝗖)

✥ wc: 2.9k+

✥ warnings: mature | mentions of human and child trafficking, mentions of murder, themes of co-dependency

The night has yet to begin and all eyes are on Scarlet and Chrollo, having set out to gather intel from a mafia hotspot. With her help, Chrollo plans to infiltrate the Underground auction in order to steal Neon's ability. But what is Scarlet to do once troubled by the news of the Ten Dons preparing a dangerous intervention? While this sparks excitement for Chrollo, she worries about the clash igniting a phantom blaze. Is this just the calm before the storm?

✥ a/n: Click here for a brief character overview on Scarlet (CONTAINS SPOILERS)

➡ masterlist ➡ previous chapter ➡ next chapter

✥ ꜱᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 3ʀᴅ, ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ

A small group makes off to a hotel near the Cemetery Building where the auction will be taking place that evening to begin the Spider's operations. A few spiders have left to try luring the chain user out in public, using the massive mafia bounties on their heads as bait. Though Scarlet knows little about the chain user, she figures if they were smart enough to capture a Spider, they likely won't walk into a trap completely unaware. However, the thieves' abilities elude her except for Pakunoda's, so anything is possible.

Chrollo, Scarlet, and another Spider she now knows as Shalnark, enter the hotel, wasting no time checking into the room Shalnark prepared earlier. As she gets ready with Chrollo, Shalnark is grabbing an up-to-date profile of the Nostrade guards from the Pro Hunter website, in the process confirming the report of her death by the family. He is the first to leave, having printed a few copies of the list to bring to the rest of the Spiders in their search.

“Take care of the chain user for me,” Chrollo says as Shalnark heads out the door.

In the dressing room, Scarlet applies concealer on her neck scars, purple contacts, and dons a prepared wig to achieve the recognizable deep red hue of Echo. Hanging in the wardrobe is a stunning backless dress with long sleeves, with the front completely covered up to the neck and a thigh-high split to show off her legs. Solid black with delicate rhinestones sprinkling the dress, concentrated near the bottom hem, gives this dress a glamorously cosmic feel. She dons the dress once all done getting her hair and makeup ready, moving to the other side of the partition to check in on Chrollo.

Chrollo, straightening his tie, wears his hair down with a head wrap covering the forehead tattoo. Leaning against the vanity, marveling at how such a handsome man could even possibly exist, Chrollo catches Scarlet's glances in the mirror with an amused smirk.

“You clean up exceptionally well.”

Shifting her weight against his arm for a closer look, she marvels at how handsome he looks. Turning to look directly in his eyes, further draping herself on his arm, she radiates with flirtatious energy. Chrollo turns himself towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You are absolutely ravishing, darling," Chrollo's deep voice vibrates through her body.

Reaching up and behind to caress his face, she closes her eyes, savoring this fleeting moment of requited intimacy. This man sets her heart ablaze, from his touch to gaze, that burns for a tenderness she has hardly known. She is falling, fast and hard, without any clue how to slow herself from being singed or burning to ash in the process. Is it so wrong to crave - no, need to fulfill the passion with another? Something about it feels wrong, selfish even.

It may be selfish to hurt or give up on the others around her, but they would never be able to fill the void in her heart the way this man is capable of. She deserves to be happy, truly happy, and seen for the person she is in every way, even if it's with a murderer.

✥ ꜱᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 3ʀᴅ, ᴍɪᴅ-ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ

Ready to go, the two of them get into a car to review the plan one final time when Chrollo gives Scarlet his reassurance that no harm will come to Neon. For the time being, she'll trust him. Determining the first point of interception, she informs Chrollo of a popular mafia-run bar many family heads and right hands gather prior to events like these, figuring Light would be there schmoozing before tonight's auction. The venue is commonly used to have important conversations, particularly for new or lucrative business deals. With the Mafia Community spread across the world, there are many similar bars scattered around, usually operated by the region's strongest family called the "Host Family". Since guns will be confiscated at the auction house doors, and at most large events, these bars allow for last-minute disputes to be 'settled', though it doesn't happen often. It takes a rather ballsy person or family to take someone out at one of these establishments since it could incite the wrath of the host family.

The drive to the venue is quiet, leaving ample time for Scarlet's mind to drift far away to the past while being anxious for a future with Chrollo. Her introspective silence does not go unnoticed as Chrollo observes her behavior closely. Sensing the brewing anxiety, he places a free hand on her exposed thigh, his gentle grip bringing her back to the present moment. His reassurance subtly soothing the butterflies for her to better focus on the matter at hand.

Arriving at the scene, Chrollo extends an arm to escort Scarlet to the doors where multiple mafia guards straighten after recognizing her. The venue is swarming with mafia dons, capos, and their security details. Smoke-filled rooms do little to dampen the boisterous chatter echoing through the halls as she scans the main lobby. The plan is to have Chrollo escort her inside, for her to find Light Nostrade to talk business with casual inquiry about his daughter's attendance, which then Chrollo will move to her location and approach her. Getting her bearings, she heads towards the most probable area for Light to be networking with the higher-up families. Light relies so heavily on Neon's ability that there are only a few approaches to business he has, rotating tactics in a feeble attempt at disguising his patterns. Without a doubt, he is offering Neon's services in exchange for other tangible assets or, favorably, influence within the Ten Don's inner circle, so this bar would be the main place. Such an insecure man is predictable in how he will conduct himself at these dick measuring competitions.

At least half a dozen eyes fall onto both of them upon entering the room. The chatter seems to become more muted as the eyes assess both Scarlet and Chrollo. Holding herself in high confidence, poise, and dignity, she fiercely shoots glances at anyone whose eyes linger for too long. A few throats clear as some men are intimidated by her presence, quick to avert their gaze, while a couple of onlookers continue to warily observe. This was a bit more attention than she had anticipated, but thankfully, the decibels in the room rise to their previous volume once conversations carry on. However, there was a time in recent memory when those eyes tried to destroy her, who to their beholders only saw this fresh-faced young woman as prey.

Being one of the only donnas within the underworld has largely impacted Scarlet's reputation. At first, many expected her failure, the community so deeply embroiled in a misogynistic culture that the notion of a woman leading was laughable. However, her cunning strategies in business and investment drew attention to her skills rather than her gender. It took a lot of effort, but it quickly became clear who was really calling the shots from the shadows. Even now, those who remain cautious or jealous of her success know better than to try anything, especially after news of how she disposed of her late husband and his allies circulated. From their perspective, she went from being a doted-on, loved, and prized wife to a ruthless killer who betrayed her dearly beloved. Her performance had them believing both were living a fairytale love, so their caution is warranted.

After the coup, it took time for Scarlet to fully hold her own in the community, having to rebuild an empire on top of the downfall of many great and old families. Naturally, it made sense to defect from the overarching family since they benefited from the previous Sapphire 'business' model. Their protests caused quite a stir, especially among the Ten Dons, but luckily a few stronger and newer families grew a sort of admiration for her noble cause and backed her decisions. Even luckier still, these newfound allies have influence within the Ten Dons, allowing her family some grace. What they saw was the potential for many new business opportunities and couldn't resist the temptation to dig their claws in first.

Reforming the Sapphire Family in the name of liberating women and children trafficked throughout the Western continents drew in those who either opposed the trade morally or were enemies to the families involved. Those who believe in the moral obligation have proven to be her strongest allies while a couple who primarily joined for more selfish reasons continue to support her actions. Perhaps they stay because the thrill of never knowing how her next move may shift power in the community is entertaining, especially when it challenges the status quo. Either way, the benefit to supporting her efforts proved fruitful to them, absorbing assets and resources from each destabilized power. This helped the Sapphire grow significantly in name and power too, giving her more influence in achieving her goals.

Every now and then, the deplorable trade re-emerges in the West, oftentimes backed by powerful families such as the Kakin Mafia. From her vigilantism came an undesirable outcome, a blind spot out of reach. Since the Eastern families' competitors were eliminated, a lucrative opportunity to expand their territory dangles in front of them. It's an infuriating push and pull, where her enemies see her as an unintentional accomplice to their plans.

As for the Ten Dons, from what she heard, there was only a 60% consensus in allowing her to continue her manhunt with the stipulation of only operating in the West. Though she may have gotten rid of her previous enemies, she continues to make new ones. This also means her every move is under watchful eyes which requires innovative resourcefulness on her part, the Underworld constantly moving in tides and storms. However, with the combined support of these allied families and the growing force behind the Sapphire Family itself, she possesses a unique power independent of the Ten Dons. Thus creating a complicated dynamic she must balance in the community at-large.

Focusing back to the task at hand, Scarlet notices a handsome middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair, dressed head to toe in designer labels approaching her. Recognizing the face of this womanizer, she extends her hand towards him. Notorious for breaking hearts, similar to her, he has a public image as a celebrity in the entertainment industry, though as a renowned actor, not a musician. They've crossed paths many times, both in underworld dealings and industry events, each time this man pulls out all stops in an attempt to charm her. He's a silver fox, through and through.

"Echo, you look exquisitely radiant this evening."

Kissing the back of her hand, his eyes never leave hers to acknowledge Chrollo's existence. The arm she's draped herself on tenses as Chrollo has a seething stare. She squeezes his wrist, signaling him to cool off.

'He's rather possessive.'

"Gordi, a sweet talker as usual," Scarlet responds with a coy smile beaming at the man.

Over his shoulder, she spots Light Nostrade in the corner of the room talking among a small group of men. The man in front of her turns to address Chrollo, sort of.

"I see you've brought along your latest plaything." The man holding her with both of his hands gives a light tug, "My dear, if you'd allow, I could show you a divine time, walking the promenade and conversing under the starlight on my private yacht with the finest wine you've ever had. A woman of your caliber deserves only the best a man can offer." A charming and devious smile plays across his face.

Chrollo's jaw clenches. He could kill this boastful man in an instant or drag out his death in the most painful of manners, but here he is forced to listen as this imbecile thinks he deserves to even touch Scarlet, let alone tolerate her allowing it?! He doesn't understand where she gets the patience to put up with such idiocy on a regular basis.

Pulling Chrollo closer, Scarlet takes back the hand being held hostage to stroke Chrollo's chin, visibly irking the prideful man in front of her.

"You should never judge a book by its cover, Gordi. This man knows how to hit my sweet spot better than any before. I do not intend to let him go, so please expect him to remain my escort for the foreseeable future."

Lightly kissing Chrollo's cheek, she leaves a faint lipstick mark behind. Chrollo grasps her hand with a sense of superiority, making her giggle on the inside for his childlike reaction. Chrollo smugly stares down at the incandescent man, resolving him to bow his head in defeat, for now. She knows he'll continue making advances the next time they meet, but for now, she feels satisfied having rubbed dirt in his wounded ego.

Approaching Light, Scarlet leads the conversation with the usual formalities followed by inquiring about having her fortune told by Neon to casually ask if the girl will be joining him this evening. It turns out, Light has kept her from attending due to the tip going around the community of a potential attack this evening from the Phantom Troupe, implying he sent her back home. Scarlet exchanges glances with Chrollo at this news. It's possible one of her contacts let it slip, but she thinks Neon may have predicted this attack as she did with the first night. Another man in the group mentions the mafia hired the best assassins, including the famed Zoldyck assassins, to deal with the Troupe. He continues by stating Light is being overprotective since he's confident any danger will be swiftly dealt with. The men discuss the possibility of improving their standing by sending someone to assist the assassins; however, most of them feel it's unlikely to get their guards in on the action. Light takes a moment to boast about a powerful guard he has assigned to the task of replacing his previous first in command, Dalzollene, that could probably do the job, leading Scarlet to believe he could be speaking of the chain user. After a few minutes, Light gets a call, hastily excusing himself as the men he had been conversing with laugh at his expense. Scarlet takes the opportunity to step away to a private room with Chrollo.

"I think Light was talking about the chain user, which means you might have a chance to directly confront him if he is assigned to the assassination squad. But the Zoldyck family too? You're going to have your hands full tonight," Scarlet says, wrung with worry.

"How interesting," Chrollo seems excited at the prospect, only worrying her more.

Feeling like a doting lover, she lets out a sigh, "Please be careful."

"Don't worry, my darling, I'll be able to handle it."

Her heart skips a beat as he flashes a tender smile her way, a look he hasn't shown her before. Forced to take his words to heart, she gives him a wry smile in return.

"As for Neon, she probably has acted out for not being able to attend tonight. She'll take any opportunity to get what she wants."

Racking her head to determine the best way to find her, let alone confirm if she is even still in Yorknew, Scarlet comes up with an idea. "Your colleague, Shalnark, was it? He's a technological genius, yes? Could he find her through a cell phone?"

Chrollo contemplates for a moment before reaching for his phone, speed dialing Shalnark. Scarlet hears as he picks up and Chrollo relays her question.

"Oh, I can try!" The idea of this challenge seemingly excites Shalnark, and Scarlet can hear as his voice picks up, "If I know who her provider is, I could hack into their database to get a continuous feed of her phone logs. From that, I should be able to track her within a range between nearby antennas. Once I have it set up, we'll need to make a call to confirm the feed is working properly and find her geolocation."

It's difficult for Scarlet to follow along with Shalnark's technobabble as she doesn't really understand how it works, but at least it sounds like he knows what he's talking about.

"Oh!" Shalnark's enthusiasm for phones is evidently reflected in his voice, "But I heard the Benefon recently stormed the market with GPS tracking technology. If she were to have that model or a similar competitor's, we could pinpoint her location more accurately!"

Chrollo passes Scarlet the phone to give Shalnark details known to her for setting up a sophisticated tracking system, which he achieves in just a matter of minutes. Upon confirmation he's ready, Scarlet calls Neon using her burner phone, hoping she will pick up. Her heart pounds with each ring, cementing the thought that she wouldn't answer, until after five tones when she hears a click.

"Hello?" Hearing her voice brings a smile to Scarlet's face. She's a spoiled brat, but Scarlet is happy to hear she is safe.

"He's got it," Chrollo whispers in her ear. Without uttering a single response, Scarlet hangs up on Neon.

It turns out Neon's spoiled nature has paid off as Shalnark is able to find a GPS lock on her. With Neon currently at the Lingon Airport, there is still time to intercept her before she leaves the city. Appreciative of Scarlet's help, Chrollo parts ways with the spare entry pass, leaving her to descend from the bar to the auction house alone.

[0asisbliss]

Can I request ovulation week with Yandere Chrollo and kidnapped reader? Or just regular Chrollo if you don’t do Yandere?

Parings:Yan!Chrollo x Fem!reader

It was hard to explain. Though not as hard as you think. You read the date on your phone. It was the week before your period. Which means it would be your first period with Chrollo. Not as just in a relationship but as him keeping you being captive in his apartment.

It’s not until you start leaving little hints that your period is coming up. You drop questions on him at random times.

“Chrollo do you have pads, or tampons?”

“You might wanna stock up on sweet stuff for this week.”

It’s not that you were embarrassed to tell him about your period you just didn’t know how he was gonna react.

Honestly it made you feel weird. Maybe he would react differently because of the circumstances you’re in?

On the first day of your period you notice the blood in the toliet when you go to the restroom.

After you get done using the bathroom you go knock on Chrollo’s door. He sees you in the door frame and sets down his book.

“Is there a problem sweetheart?”

“My uhm- period is on.”

Chrollo chuckles at your hesitation to tell him. He wondered why you were asking him such questions. Though he already had things prepared for you. Snacks, pads, tampons, etc.

“C’mon honey I’ll bathe you.”

“It’s not as bad as it seems.” You thought.

You followed him to the bathroom where he put your favorite soaps aside to wash you with.

It felt oddly good to be taken care of like this.

You sat down in the warm water and breathed in.

That still doesn’t hide the fact that you’re being held here against your will. You need to be sure to keep your guard or even if your captor is handsomely sweet.