#I'm love him 🙆🏾‍♀️

[simpsforhakuryuu]

I'm defending Hakuryuu's face card with these

[lovelykil]

that's fine! write whatever you're comfortable with :)

in that case, could i request hc's for killua with a darling who's veryyy affectionate and cute? showers him in hugs, kisses and compliments all the time? 99% of when he sits on the couch or bed, she comes over wanting to cuddle? holds his hand in public, etc... i used fem pronouns, but it can be gn. if not thats fine, have a good day! ^^

headcanons─

: ➛ killua

hc; affectionate and cute reader

cw; fluffy fluff

note; eeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkk 🙆🏾‍♀️

song; ( ≧∀≦)ノ ⋆ ★

killua is not so fond of physical touch, infact he doesn't know how to react. He turns red as a tomato any time he gets a compliment. His tummy does flips, an unfamiliar feeling he isn't used to, and for that he hates it but.. craves it at the same time.

so being with him is definitely a ridee.. like a rollercoaster !!🧍🏾‍♀️😭

hope you love rides because, ohmygosh.

this boy can't take anything !!!!!!

and it's worse since you absolutely love showering him with lovely compliments that turn his cheeks pink, and make his body feel soo.. odd.

as I said an unfamiliar sensation he's not used too, and he wants to explore it.. but small steps.

SMALL STEPS 😣🗣

you love to stare at him while he's doing literally anything and tell him he's pretty with a cute smile of yours. He always looks away and groans, shaking his head from disagreement.

honestly happens so often as well, he knows that face of yours when your gaze is drawn upon him, and yet he still doesn't know how to handle it

when you go to hold his hand in public he's quick to yank his hand away with a quick blush, yelling from being caught off guard.

kinda bizarre how surprised he is I mean he's like an ex-assassin

“WHAT- what are you doing?!”

“holding your hand ? :3”

“in PUBLIC? NO.”

he shoves his hands in his pockets, his face in a flush as he walks a little more ahead of you. You watch with your empty lonely hand, you begin to frown.

he's mean but not that mean.

“you're so embarrassing..” soon the unique white-haired teen conjoined his hand with yours, shoving them in his pocket. As he kept looking ahead with a faint blush.

You smiled quickly, looking at him. Your grip tighten slightly more making kil smile to himself, his eyes softening.

I love to think he adores kisses, especially kisses on his cute face.

BUT of course he won't tell you this, you'd just have to assume he likes it or not, and most of the time you know.

When you peck his pale cheek once he gets all panicky and shoves you away as you giggle at his reaction.

Now when you kiss him all over his face he's a steaming pot, fighting you to get away.

I'm talking about hands wailing, putting his hand right in your face to push you away as you keep puckering your lips and begging him to let you kiss him again.

but there is times where he gets silly and starts purring?? Like a cat??

HELLOO?

he's a cat boy guys cmon.

ears appear out of nowhere as his fluffy little tail starts to sway fast as you hold his face and kiss him.

And If you stop he rubs his head on you, pestering you for more.

“why'd you stoppp?” he whines, his tail tickling your neck then your nose.

"my lips hurt."

"not my fault, now kiss me again" He pokes your face, pouting.

what a pain

anyway

cuddling!!

cuddling..

cuddling.

Last time you tried to cuddle him you almost got your shit rocked because he thought you were attacking him.

🧍🏾‍♀️

attacking him with loveeee :3

no but he kicked you in the face.

he apologized so much after, going to attend to the nose bleed he gave you ON ACCIDENT HE SWEARS

"Y/N IM SOO SORRY PLEASE I DIDNT-"

"It's okay kil, really i-"

"I thought you were attacking me.." He wipes the dripping blood from your nose. You couldn't help but crack a smile with an eyebrow raise.

"I was trying to cuddle?"

"WELL YEAH I KNOW THAT NOW."

After he takes care of your bloody nose, he puts a blanket over the both of you, and pulls you near him so he can hold you.

He blushes as he does so, snaking his hand around your waist. You quickly get comfortable on him, leaning your head on his shoulder and placing your hand onto his chest.

oh, how he loves that.

Suddenly his nerves were completely gone, his eyes seemed to always soften with you.

enjoy this precious sweet moment because as soon as Gon, Alluka, literally anyone he knows comes into the room he jumps out from under the blanket with a red face while you sit still on the couch, confused.

"hi killua! hey y/n! We're you guys cuddl-"

"no, we weren't shut up gon."

"but I just sa-"

"WE WEREN'T GON SHUT UPP"

overall he's not so big on affection so he's always losing his shit with you (in a good way) being with you is a roller coaster of emotions for him 😭

[l0vema]

Serenity

A/n: just wanted Dino fluff (my bias wrecker) cause I've been feeling some burn out. Enjoy🙆🏾‍♀️

You sigh as you pull the heavy work bag onto your shoulder . It's been a long day. Your head is pumping with an upcoming headache, your lips are chapped from the lack of water or food from your packed schedule. You can't wait to just knock out into your bed and sleep the entire day away.

Stepping into you and your boyfriend's shared home you take in the dim lighting of the house and shoved off your heels that have your toe in pain. You walked towards your living room wanting to see Dino before knocking out till the next morning.

"babe..." You call out before noticing the blankets strewn across the couch. Smiling you kneel to come face to face with him. Looking at his soft features and hair falling across his forehead. "You're so beautiful," you whisper. He was. The part in his lips, his fluttering eyelashes, the redness from sleeping creating a cute pink hue over his cheeks.

"mmmhmm," he stirred awake. Glossy eyes looking at you before smiling, "hey." He gets his arms free from the blanket to pull you into a hug. You fall into the hug and pulled up into the couch and slumber paradise he created. "How was work?" He asked so sweetly, always checking in on you. Being honest you tell him, "I'm starving, thirsty, and barely awake. I think I can sue them for not letting me sit around in a cute pantsuit and get paid for nothing." Your words pull a laugh out of him, "you're too fine for this suffering"

You turn your head towards his face, still in embrace. Looking into his eyes you feel a swell of love. He leans into you and pulls you by your chin to kiss you. It starts with a small peck before he moves back, " I mean it. You're too fine to suffer. If you want to stay home I will always support you. Or at the very least you could do less and rest more." You've had this conversation with Dino before, You trust him but still...you don't think you're ready to stop your research and work just yet-despite being so tired most of the time these days.

"Let me take care of you baby," he adds. You lean in to kiss him letting your love spill over into him. Sometimes words were too much.

You get up from him remembering your plans to fall asleep...maybe get something to drink before it. As if he read your mind Dino says, "let's get your belly full, go take a shower baby." He grabs your bag for you and leads you to your bedroom.

You strip and hop into the hot water your thoughtful boyfriend had opened already.

Post shower you feel clean and fuzzy when you walk into the kitchen seeing a plate made and Dino on his phone. "I love you so much," you confess as you sit at the island to dig in. Smiling widely Dino puts his hone down to wrap his arm around you from the back. "I love you too," he replies before kissing you on your head. "How was your day?" You ask him as you shove the pieces of food down your throat.

Once you are done and feel satisfied you sigh happily. "Let's go" Dino says (who was back hugging you as he told you about his whole day while you ate). He picks you up and walks down to your bedroom. You're quiet as he places you onto the bed, getting in next to you. "Are you able to sleep if you already took a nap?' you ask him. He hums in response as he gets closer to you and covers you both with the blanket. "You get me to relax easily baby and I know you're really tired so let me cuddle you even if I don't fall asleep." You nod and wrap your arms around Dino. The two of you are face to face and just stare at one another before getting all giggly. You love this man and how he makes you forget all the exhaustion the rest of the world brings towards you. He is a breath of fresh air for you. Dino leans in to kiss you one last time before letting his eyes shut. You copy him and no sooner does sleep pull you and Dino into the abyss of your love.

L0ve, M.A

[lovelykil]

「 Rivals 」

kyle x reader older ver.

cw; none

note; UNFORTUNATELY I lost the request thingy so whoever requested this here 😭, also from what I remember ty for your SWEET WORDS they meant alot 🙆🏾‍♀️ this wasn't revised or anything I am tired 🗣

"Okay I'm forced to check if we have any kids missing so the school doesn't come bite my ass about it, but to my eyes.. mmh– it looks like we about have all 15 kids on this damn bus so everyone sit down and don't talk to me, let's go bus driver." Mr Garrison banged on the seat to get the driver in motion, he then cleared his throat and pulled out a book to read.

"Didn't you used to teach elementary? What the hell you doin' here in highschool Garrison?" The driver asked, his accent rough and deep. "They move me everywhere, ask the school board on that one, can we go now?"

"Right.. on it."

"15 kids? There's like less than 10 here?!" Kyle looked around the bus, most of the kids weren't even here for the academics competition. You set your phone down, looking for yourself on the side of him on the other side of the bus.

He was right, there was literally no other kids here besides the dumb ones.. though your whole team were filled with brain dead weirdos, you weren't even sure why they joined such club for the gifted.

"Why didn't you drop out like the others? You know I'm going to win." You slowly sat back in your seat, setting aside your phone and turned your head towards Kyle, growing cocky.

You considered this boy as your prime rival, enemy, target.. whatever you just loved beating him at these competitions you were just as smart and quick as he was. Hell maybe even better.. but if you were you would've been beating him right now, but your wins were tied with his, 6 to 6.

Kyle wasn't really to care much about competition but something about you kinda made him consider it, it's like he always needed to one-up you, keep you in your place.

His attention was brought to you, a frown emerged on his face he watched as you smiled innocently at him despite what you just said. He shook his head "You say that like you won last game."

"I did, I just missed question 35 and somehow you didn't."

"Who won and went home with the gold medal for the college calculus competition?" Kyle asked, tilting his head and looking at you for an answer he already knew you knew.

You saw him grin when you rolled your eyes, folding your arms quietly. "That's right, I did."

"I came in second place anyway, you aren't hot shit I should've won I was only off by ONE."

"And that one costed you didn't it?"

"Wow, don't you ever shut the fuck up?"

"Don't you ever stop being such a cocky little brat?"

"Brat? Please, Mr 'full of himself'"

"I'm not full of myself, I work hard for these competitions."

"Apparently not enough, we're still a tie which just means I'm better than you."

"... no the fuck it does no–"

"Oh my god you two just get a room already! Kiss it out and shut the hell up." Garrison sat up in his seat to yell. Some of the kids giggled in their seats, others nodding in silence.

Your expression soon changed to a disturbed one, feeling your eyebrows curve in disgusted. Kyle rolled his eyes and stared at the window, he was just about fed up with this bus and you guys haven't even left the school yet.

"As if." The two of you whispered beanth your breath in sync both showing different expressions, in different seats.

"Trust me you'll feel soo much better." Mr Garrison snickered, before sitting back down, shaking his head as he grabbed back his book.

"Teenagers these days, jeeez.."

. . .

"Okay we are supposed to be in room 210 until they call us so everyone settle down and don't leave the room."

"When are we up next?" A kid asked, sitting down on the hotel bed. Garrison looked at clipboard they gave him in front for the competition in a spot at the hotel, most likely the dining room where it was closed off from the guests.

"We're number 6 in line, this thing doesn't start till later though so I guess we're free to do whatever."

"Sweet!"

"Yeah leave like 7 idiotic teens at a hotel to do whatever they want for God knows how long.." You heard Kyle mutter as he took out some paper from his backpack. "Seven? Are you calling me an idiot?" You walked over to the chair he was sitting on, leaning over it.

He looked up to be met with your face near his, you rose your eyebrow awaiting for his answer. He looked at you with a blank expression.

"Explicitly."

You flipped him off with a flip of a bird before walking away to lean on the wall by the door.

Kyle smiled to himself, shaking his need then proceeding to read off his paper.

After awhile the other kids seemed to do their own thing while Garrison talked to some other kids about some dumb story, you never paid attention to what that man says in class.

The TV was blazing some show a kid was watching, you remained on the wall beside the door on your phone. You were doing just fine until the stupid thing died. Then you realized you hadn't brought your charger when you looked around for a outlet.

You set your phone with a groan not knowing what else to do anymore. Maybe some TV?

You stood up to walk to the remote but was rudely swatted away by a kid whose teeth was way to big for his mouth, you cringed walking away from the teen.

"Asshole.." You cursed.

You then looked over at Kyle, he was studying in the same chair.. nothing really different about that. He had his long legs dangling off the arm of it just by a hair from the floor, and his back was pressed against the other side of the arm. He had his pencil eraser pressing against his lips, he'd tap it against his mouth every minute, thinking.

You looked at him, studying his features. The way his hair was so curly his curls.. had CURLS, the way his face seemed cute in a way you couldn't describe. He wasn't particularly ugly maybe a little.. or maybe he wasn't?

"Augh, gross– I need to get out of here." You caught yourself before things got weird, you turned away from him and walked to the other direction. You neared towards the door making a decision you hoped to not get in trouble for.

Then again it's Garrison, worse punishment is he'll tell you about a story about his ex boyfriend..

Your face scrunched up at the thought of hearing one of those horrible stories.

Maybe I shouldn't..

You thought, you looked around the room one more time looking for your teacher. You bit your lip deciding.

Soon you shrugged and silently left the room to look for something more entertaining.

Just a few minutes passed since you escaped the torture room Kyle had set his paper down. He had watched you leave the room he just didn't know whether to follow you or not.

He fought himself about it before going on it, if you got to have freedom then he also should get it, then again he just wanted to see the look on your face when he catches you.

He carefully walked away from the room wandering around the place, looking for where ever you were.

He was about to give up after possibly 5 minutes of mindlessly walking around until he saw a door open slightly, his spirits were quickly lifted.

"Y/n I know you're in there." He called out, making his way near the door to open it.

"You followed me? What a creep you are." You emerged out of the mysterious room, closing the door behind you to hide what was inside.

"I wasn't following you I–"

"Then why are you here? Standing right infront of me, hm." You let go of the door handle to fold your arms. He looked away to come up with a lie but ultimately gave up, he sighed folding his arms for himself.

"I just wanted to catch you, but you caught me I guess." He chuckled awkwardly. You unfolded your arms about to ask something very stupid.

"Hey do you wanna like.." You looked up at him, your sentence waiting its finish. He looked down at you waiting for your question.

"Wanna what?"

"Oh jeez just– come with me." You sighed, grabbing his hand and bringing him into the closet you were in.

"Where the hell are we?"

"In a closet dummy."

"It's dark."

"Need me to hold your hand some more, cause you're scaredd?" You shook your hand that was holding his, you laughed as he yanked his hand away with a mutter.

"Relax this closet has a light, which reveals heaven!"

"Just turn on the damn light."

You switched on the light with a few giggles, once it was lit up it showed rows of alcohol on the shelves in that little closet you two were in. Kyle's mouth was open while yours was closed with a bright grin.

"Holy-"

"Shit. I know right." You watched as the ginger touched the bottles, taking one for himself. He shook the bottle before putting it back.

"This is insane.."

"It's heaven!!" You cried, grabbing a bottle for yourself you untwisted the top and started chugging, feeling the burn down your esophagus but tasting the sweet savoring taste on your taste buds.

Kyle watched getting almost concerned by the way you were chugging the liquid so fast, he tried to take the bottle away once you had already drank half of the bottle for yourself.

"Dude we have a competition to attend to, you can't get drunk off your shit!" He took the bottle for himself, keeping it away from your reach when you tried snatching it away.

You groaned, putting your hands on your hips "I can't let that bottle go to waste its nearly half way done, plus I won't get drunk I have a high alcohol tolerance." You proudly stated, folding your arms.

Kyle made a concerned expression, wanting an explanation.

You looked on the ground and cleared your throat, "I uhm,, long story."

"Got you.."

Kyle looked at the half-drunken bottle, contemplating. "You know what.." He shook the bottle, before drinking himself. You watched as he drank the whole bottle with a pout, but it was actually kinda cool seeing the most well put, nerd do something so out of the ordinary for him.

Once he was done he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater, regretting some life decisions in that moment. You laughed taking another bottle in your hands, twisting the lid and handing him one, you got another and did the same but for yourself.

"I'll drink to me winning this competition, will you join?" I tipped the bottle waiting for his response, he looked at the bottle then at me I smiled lightly, moving my hand forward some more.

He set down the bottle he had to grab mine.

"I'll drink to me winning this competition, cause you are so going down." He smirked, clanking his bottle with mine.

"Well see about that, Broflovski." You smiled, setting your lips on the bottle.

. . .

"Do you remember that one time when Cartman got his ass beat by Wendy?"

"Oh my goddd yess, that was so funny he deserved it though." You snickered. Kyle laughed with a hiccup, setting the bottle down lightly. He leaned against the closed door with a sigh, "That was like forever ago though.. years." He mumbled, recalling the events from long ago. You drank the last of the alcohol that was inside the wine bottle and set it to the side.

You leaned against the door with him, staring into a spot on the wall.

"We're so old now." You whispered, Kyle nodded his head slightly. His hand rested on the detailed carpet, laying there lifeless.

Your hand also joined his, setting it right beside him.

You two stayed quiet, just admiring that one specific dot on the wall with the alcohol taking over your system.

"This was kinda fun, lowkey you're kinda cool to hang out with." You smiled, picking up your hand to punch him in the arm lightly. He laughed, smiling as well.

"Yeah you're okay."

"Just okay? Rudee!"

"No no I mean you're pretty cool too, I mean it." He looked over at you, trying to be sincere and not hiccup to ruin this given moment.

Your eyes met with his suddenly the mood was serious, "You saying that cause you just downed like 4 bottles? And you're drunk as fuck?" You smirked teasingly, raising your brow.

He shook his head with an eye roll, "No you ass, I mean it.. I mean I may be drunk but you're really fun and weird and annoying but not as annoying as Cartman.. but still kinda annoying."

"Oh, you're an ass." Giggling, you found your way leaning your head onto his shoulder, scooting close to him.

"But such a cute annoying nerd, God I hate you." You finished, ending it with your famous eye roll. Kyle blushed slightly at your words, feeling himself grow a smile. He slowly rested his head on top of yours and found your hand with his after a slight hesitation.

He locked his pinkie with yours, closing his eyes.

"Yeah I hate you too."

". . ."

"If anyone finds out about this I'm killing you."

"Oh definitely same."