#feitan x female reader smut

[selfishdoll]

WHAT A WASTE ! ft. feitan portor ೀ ׅ ۫ . ㅇ

▌   you wanted it so bad, you don’t get to stop.  𐚁֙࿐ㅤㅤ it’s a shame, truly a shame; you being unable to contain yourself whilst your classmate examined your body for an assignment. but it’s fine, really— feitan doesn’t mind completing a detailed exam.

CONTENT WARNING(S) 𐚁֙࿐ㅤㅤ ooc feitan, please understand it’s been a minute since i’ve watch hxh & i’m going off my own interpretation plus a bestie’s. so if you expect him to be the perfect characterization you have the wrong fic | heavy degradation w/ minimal amounts of praise | strangers to ? (will there be a part 2.. maybe 🤭) | spanking | manhandling | usage of the words “slut, minx, & whore.” | all is consensual & feitan asks ofc | multiple orgasms | dacryiphilia | unprotected sex | creampie | cowgirl | reader is taller then feitan but he’s stronger then her | pussy slapping | overstimulation | hair pulling | softer feitan at the end? | impact! play | hints of sadist(?) feitan | accidental recording | feitan “threatens” to send the video to their professor (he wouldn’t actually do it, far too possessive..) | bitch is used once | etc. if i forgot something please let me know.

AUTHOR’S NOTE 𐚁֙࿐ㅤㅤ i’m sure assignments like these are not actually done but i got the idea randomly when seeing fanart of him. also expect more works of feitan, chrollo, & maybe the other adult characters except hisoka. also he wasn’t as mean as he should have been because i’m a very sensitive person & it shows in my writing 😭. and always please excuse any typos & grammar mistakes. 4K+ WORDS

Snap! The sound of the thin gloves had you jumping for a split second, eyes carrying away from the phone taking in your position on your bed to the man standing just a few feet away from you. Feitan Portor, a classmate you’ve never got the pleasure of talking to. Which wasn’t surprising at all, given he ignored just about everyone in class.

Eyes focused on his notes, the textbook, or glued to the images of the human anatomy your professor would plaster upon her smartboard. Those were the only instances you could remember of the unimpressionable man.

Yet now, here he was; in your room adjusting the gloves on his hand whilst you waited ever so patiently.

Becoming a surgical resident was a grueling process on its own, but having to work with the most quiet man alive just made it even worse. You felt so uncomfortable, wondering if you should speak or not— if it was alright to breathe.

As, no matter where you looked, said, or did; he seemed to be agitated.

Or maybe that was just his face, who knows?

A step in your direction caused the thoughts to dissipate, eyes flicking over to the man that stood off to the side of you. His eyes looked at you expectantly, impatience enveloping his gaze. Such intensity caused a sheepish sorry to escape your glossed lips, pushing off the slippers you wore with a hum. You then turned your body to lay across your plush blankets, arms stuck to your sides whilst your head rested on your pillow. A soft breath flew from your nose, tensing the moment he stepped closer.

The idea of the group project was being able to label the muscles of a human off paper. You were sure this type of assignment was for closer students but you drew the short end of the stick. Then again, it wasn’t too bad; Feitan didn’t seem like the perverted type— you highly doubted he would take advantage of such a situation.

His form moved closer, knees pressed against your bed as his hands hovered above you. Feitan’s eyes fell to your legs, mentally deciding to start there first.

Which.. wasn’t the best for you.

As his hands dragged up from his ankles and further; lips moving to utter the muscles beneath your skin— you felt a warmth brew inside you. Was it the feathery touches? Maybe you were touched starved even..

Either way, as he got closer and closer to your middle; you felt the heat threatening to spill over. Fuck.. you were done.

His hands were.. warm, the feeling seeping through the thin blue gloves he wore— large, a complete contrast to his smaller form, which barely reached your bust. They ghosted you perfectly, teetering between respectful and disinterested as they brushed your covered hip. Maybe you really were touch starved, or maybe an inkling of attraction towards the man rested deep within you. Either didn’t matter given the little gasp and flinch that escaped you was clear as day.

Feitan’s hands stopped just on your lower stomach, eyes snapping to your face. Oh, was he annoyed. Aggravated you had interrupted him whilst attempting to complete the assignment. Your manicured fingers bundled the plush blankets beneath you, lips parting slowly to speak;

“‘M sorry..”

“Your constant twitching is bothersome.” The man hissed softly, eyebrows brushing close as his face turned to glance back down your body. “A single touch and you’re trembling..” Feitan spoke, actions solidifying his words the moment a hand grasped your hip, thumb pressing into your plump, covered skin. The warmth you felt from his hand was stimulating, trickling between your legs— causing the plush limbs to push together. An action the man caught easily.

An annoyed sigh escaped him, hand withdrawing from your body whilst his eyes bore into your form. “What a waste.. getting aroused during an exam, specifically when we were so close to being done.”

“I am not.. I am not aroused.”

The man sucked his teeth at your words, eyebrows pushing even closer together as irritation formed his features. Feitan remained unmoving for a moment, simply staring you down before he leaned over, taking your cheeks in a tight grip and lifting you a bit off the bed. “So you’re not only a slut, you’re a lying one at that.”

A hiss tugged his words, fingerprints pushing into your heated skin whilst his eyes stared you down— daring you to deny. A stranger he was, nothing more than a classmate yet; here you were, so open and pliable for him. Staring up at him as if the venom spewing from his lips were the sweetest things ever.

Your head tilted down just a tad, gripping the sheets as you struggled to hold his gaze. “‘M not a slut either.”

“A pervert then—“ Feitan countered easily, fingers tapping against your skin while tilting his head. The moment your lips pulled into the tiniest pout a grin was pulling his own, thumb reaching over to press against your glossed mouth, “— is that more fitting? You laying here; waiting so desperately to be touched..” Feitan removed his hand from your face slowly, watching in amusement at the way you tried to follow his grasp.

“What a display really.. the only thing that is missing, is you begging.”

The anticipation welling inside you was threatening to explode, thighs pushed close as the heat rose within the room. Feitan enjoyed such a sight, piercing eyes taking you in— interest for once swirling in his irises. Finally, his eyebrows rose, even going as far as tilting his head.

Breath escaped you as you took him in, Feitan Portor your classmate and very much a stranger. And despite such formalities here you were, gripping the sheets, lips parted as pretty pleas escaped you.

Feitan sighed softly reaching down once again, taking your cheeks in his hand; a grasp you’ve already come to adore. “Speak up.” He hissed, fingers pressing into your hot chubby cheeks whilst his gaze never left you.

“Ple..please Feitan, please— I need you..” You cried out, eyes dipping down as the embarrassment settled in. Feitan didn’t allow this to settle for long, hand dropping to collect your chin more and pushing you to force the gaze.

“Need me?..” His tone was airy, a snicker even passing through his lips; such sound causing further shyness to trickle down your spine. “We’ve only just met.. just interacted,” Feitan drawled and not so gently pushed you to lay across your bed, crawling over your form. Your legs parted to rest on other side of him, gripping the sheets in excitement.

“And yet, you need me. Such a desperate thing, aren’t you?” Feitan dipped down close, hands pressed on either sides of your head, hovering just above your face. He watched as your eyes fluttered close, surely expecting a kiss. Instead his face was dropping to your neck, teeth sinking into your skin abruptly.

The hiss, mixed gasp that escaped you was loud, hands flying to his black shirt whilst he sucked and bit into your skin; dark marks forming from the attention. His hands moved across your body, falling down to your thighs— sliding under them to push them even wider. Once satisfied he was moving in closer, pushing your dress up to your stomach whilst using his free hand glide across your covered slit. Your hips rose to find friction, yelping the moment he pinched you lightly.

“Quit moving..” Feitan huffed, fingers pressing just a bit harder against your covered wetness, finding your clit and slowly stroking it. The little sparks of pleasure were sweet but barely enough, the burning impatience brewing inside you caused a whine to escape your throat. The dark-haired male clicked his tongue, eyes flicking from your thighs to your face. “Impatient slut..” He hissed, hand pulling from your covered, wet cunt.

You wanted to whine again, but instead— Feitan forced a sharp yelp out of you the moment his palm struck your pussy. Your thighs closed around his hand, tears springing into your eyes as the pleasure and pain combined into a single, sickeninly sweet feeling. The grin on his face was telling, clearly delighted by the high pitched cry that escaped you so freely.

A sound he chased; pushing at your thighs again and slapping the exact same spot. A wet sound entered the room, followed by an even sharper cry from your mouth. Your body rose up off the bed, cunt throbbing from the attention as your heart pounded against your chest.

A snicker, one far too sinister escaped the man above you, pushing your thighs back down to the bed. “Hurts doesn’t it?..” The humor was clear in his tone, pushing you even wider as his eyes trained on the prize between them. “As if I could tell, making such a mess all over your sheets.” Feitan claimed, reaching over and finally; peeling your ruined panties from your body.

The undergarment was tossed to the side, his thumbs pulling your folds as his eyes focused completely on your wet sex. Clit throbbing, hole clenching around nothing, you truly were such a mess.

“Feitan..” You spoke softly, nearly shifting under his gaze if it wasn’t for the quick glare he sent you. You decided to simply bunch your dress up in your hands, eyes fluttering closed the moment his fingers gliding across your abused slit.

Slowly, the man collected your arousal onto his still gloved fingers, the thin latex pressing against your wet cunt. And without warning, two digits were pressing into your awaiting hole; sinking all the way down to his knuckles. Feitan didn’t wait for you either, scissoring and thrusting them in and out of you— the soft squelches soon filling the room.

Your moans escaped you freely, acrylics gripping your dress as your legs threatened to close. His fingers hit all the right places as precise and calculated as he was with suturing. So perfect.. fuck, so so perfect; you felt your brain getting hazy, cries of pleasure escaping as his fingers pushed against your hot gummy walls— essence spilling with each push.

As if the pleasure couldn’t get any better his thumb lowered to your begging bud, teasing it for a moment just to hear you whine— right before rubbing harsh circles into the sensitive button. Feitan’s eyes captured it all, free hand gripping your other thigh to assure you didn’t move an inch.

If you wanted.. needed him so bad, you would be sure to take everything he gave you.

Once the third finger pushed in, you were thrown off the edge; groaning at the sudden stretch yet moaning as it worked in tandem with the other fingers. He played with you so easily, pushing spots with just his fingers— much deeper then your own has ever reached.

“F—fuck.. Feitan.. feels soo good—!”

Feitan grinned down at your display, listening to the breathy praises that continued to escape you. How you begged so much for a release, hips rising to meet the thrusts of his fingers; withering beneath him. “What a fucking mess..” He drawled, eyes flicking to his hand to watch your sticky arousal coating the blue latex. This only caused his expression to deepen, quickening the pace of his hand whilst hanging his head; mouth brushing against your ear.

“This was the only thing you were thinking about, weren’t you? The moment I walked into your bedroom, you were just itching to feel me.. such a perverted slut— [Name].”

His words, tone, the way his fingers bullied your insides; Feitan was just so fucking mean. Yet here you were, eyes rolling to the back of your skull while the loudest moan escaped you, making a mess of his hand. Your arousal trickled down his fingers to his palm, ruining his glove even further.

However, even as your orgasm raked through your body his fingers never stopped moving; pushing you further and further, sensitivity rising as breathy whines escaped you. Forgoing his threat from earlier, your hand lowered to his wrist. With each movement the muscle was tensing, your thumb pressed against his pulse to feel his rapid heartbeat— in sync with your own.

“Ca—can’t fuck it’s too much!”

Such noises fell on deaf ears, his pace continuing but not moving your hand. The man wouldn’t dare say he enjoyed your grasp around his wrist.

“Too much?..” Feitan mocked, gripping your thigh when you attempted to shut your legs. The pretty whines escaping your throat was answer enough, his eyes gleaming with excitement as his thumb continued working circles into your clit; fingers never faltering inside your wet walls.

From just his fingers, just his fingers you were so lost. A fucking babbling mess whose long forgotten the entire purpose of him being in your room.

Your stomach tightened, the feeling bordering on painful, as your next orgasm got closer and closer. Pushing through the pain, your hips rocked against his fingers, desperate for the euphoric feeling again— only for it to be snatched away the moment he removed his fingers.

Your clit throbbed, hole fluttering around nothing as your hazy gaze soon focused on the man between your legs. The annoyed moan that escaped you was shameless, lips slick with your saliva pushed into a pout. “Why’d you.. I was so close!” You spoke, watching his eyelids lower.

Feitan moved to hover over your body, hands sinking into the spaces beside your head whilst pressing his hips to your own. “Said it was too much, right? Or are you already too fucked out to remember?” His hips moved slow, grinding the hardon within his pants into your wet, uncovered slit, your essence darkening his bottoms.

You weren’t given a second to dwell on his words or even muster a reply. Because the moment his hips moved yours were as well, head knocking back against your blankets as the light pleasure danced up your spine; stirring you inside. Your hands rose to bunch his shirt in your fingers, shaking underneath him as the desperation oozed from your heated body.

Feitan’s hand rose, taking your braids in a secure hold, pulling your head up from the bed to bring you a breath’s away. “Humping me like some bitch in heat.. So fucking needy.” A hiss hugged his words, as if aggravated from your actions. However, he was far from irritated, far from angry— enjoying you far too much.

You just looked so pretty like this; wet trails running down your chubby cheeks, dress and blankets wrinkled, with your legs wide— a clear invitation to ruin you even further. The sight was.. unbelievable, one he was delighted to keep all to himself.

“Feitan, please..” You dragged, hips pushing against him more, craving the friction and something else. He should have slapped your thigh or even pinch you for your impatience but fortunately for you, Feitan was just as needy. A huff escaped you as he released your hair, hands dropping to your hips. You silently questioned this, only for him to pull you up, you in his lap with his legs hanging off the bed.

You hovered above his lap, watching intently as he shoved off his bottoms; revealing his hard, long length. The tip was bubulous and red, a contrast to his paler skin. What’s more, pretty white pearls of precum oozed from the slit, twitching from the cool air in the room. Your hands found his shoulders, eyes flicking to his face as nerves settled in the pit of your stomach.

Feitan didn’t do much to ease your anxiety, even finding it a bit comical. His hand rose, shifting under your dress to stroke the dimples etched into your lower back. “What’s wrong?.. Don’t tell me you’re backing out now, [Name].” He watched as your eyebrows pushed together, lips pulled into an annoyed pout.

“I’m not..” You huffed softly, nails digging into his skin as your hips lowered just a smidge, jumping the moment his tip bumped against your throbbing bud. “Just.. g—give me a second.” You spoke, hips moving, lining his cock up with your entrance. A whimper escaped you the moment his tip breached the warm space, sinking down slowly whilst more breaths escaped you.

His hands were steady on your body, holding you up and watching in excitement as you trembled. Your walls clenched around him, slick coating his length as you reached just the middle. The stretch teetered between painful and pleasurable, eyes closed shut as you allowed yourself a moment of rest. A moment that dissipated rather quickly, given Feitan lifted his hips; shoving his length the rest of the way inside.

You tipped over, leaning into him as a sharp whine escaped you. You fisted his shirt, seated completely in his lap as huffs escaped you. “Feitan—!” You cried out, feeling his hand lift to the back of your head, taking your braids in his hand as he lifted you from his form.

“Such a crybaby..” Despite his words, his eyes searched you for any discontent or actual pain, lip tucked behind his teeth. When he found neither — ignoring the light feeling in his chest — the man’s hand fell to your hips, gripping the plump flesh. His fingers dug into your sides, lifting you up off his length until only the tip resided inside— before pulling you back down.

The moan that escaped you was far too sweet, nails pushed into his skin as your hips began to move without restraint. You were so uncoordinated, so fucking messy as you bounced up and down his cock; whimpers thrumming from your throat. The sounds carried around the room; the wet slaps each time you slammed down, your desperate moans, and the subtle grunts Feitan would release every so often.

With each moment of your hips his tip was striking the sweet spot inside you, your walls clenching around his slick length— fresh tears beading and threatening to spill over. A hand rose from your hip, driving up the plane of your stomach to grip one of your breasts; pinching and rolling your nipple between his fingers just to hear your voice pitch.

Feitan, Feitan, Feitan! His name was falling from your lips like some type of prayer, knees digging into the mattress as the pleasure consumed your body. You were so fucking lost, lost in the throes of it all with only him to guide you. A faulty anchor he was, pulling you deeper and deeper; leaving your mind so hazy and bleak.

The show you were unveiling was such a delight, the man far too happy to have the front row seats. He pushed closed, hips rising to meet your drops as he grew just a breath’s away. “Keep clenchin’ me so much.. you’re close aren’t you?” Feitan’s voice was ragged, feeling your breath fan across his face. The whimpers that escaped you was enough of an answer, his hand rising to your throat to simply hold— placing his lips onto your own for the first time this afternoon.

The kiss was as heated as the rest of the room, as intense as the moment his hands settled onto your skin. Feitan’s tongue intruded your mouth, licking into the wet cavern to claim as his own. And the moment you attempted to pull away to breathe, his teeth were sinking into your bottom lip; swallowing you back up.

It didn’t matter if you were on top or not, you and him both knew who was in control.

Your hands rose, curling into his black tresses as you felt your peak approaching quickly. You moaned and whined into his mouth, legs shaking as the band tightened deep in your stomach. The tears were flowing freely now, Feitan releasing you this time to hear the haste babbles that escaped you.

“Fu..fuck Feitan! I—I’m gonna come—!” You cried out, the bounces becoming even messier. You felt his hot hands fall to your ass, slapping a cheek as if encouraging you to ruin yourself even further.

“Fucking minx..” Feitan hissed out, eyebrows pinched close, cock twitching within you. “Make a mess than.. don’t hold it.” The confirmed huff was enough for you, creaming all over his dick as you arched into him. The feeling caused a shiver to run down the man’s spine, hissing as you clamped around him.

As you rode out your high, your movements slowed— lurching forward the moment his palm slapped your ass again. The high-pitched whine that threatened to escape was quickly overshadowed by his words;

“I never said stop, did I?” His hand traveled to your hair again, tugging just to hear you whine again. “You wanted it so bad, you don’t get to stop.” Feitan spoke, gripping you to keep you grounded before lifting you up and off his length. The added fact he was matching each thrust was enough for you, head tossed back as the moans slipped from your bruised lips freely and shamelessly— eyes meeting the back of your skull.

The breathes that escaped you was strained, the pleasure far too much but you being unable to run from it. It seems his height went to his strength, holding you so fucking tightly you couldn’t move an inch. Leaving you defenseless, making you take every inch without mercy. The sensitivity dissipated quickly, leaving behind unadulterated ecstasy that caused stars to invade your vision.

Proper words no longer escaped you, babbles of his name and praises replacing such intelligible speech. But Feitan knew enough what you were trying to say, grin still plastered on his features, like some type of madman.

You were sore all over, struggling to keep going but so desperately chasing the release that was bubbling inside of you. You fell forward, forehead brushing his own as his tip brushed your cervix. The pain mingled with the pleasure easily, cunt pulsating around him as you felt yourself grow closer and closer.

In the past hour Feitan had grown to know your body. Each twitch, spasm— everything. He didn’t need to be warned of your climax, especially since he felt the way your walls clenched with urgency. Such a feeling pushed him closer to his own end, blunt nails etching crescents into your sun-kissed skin as he rose up off the bed; fucking you even harder.

The two of you leaned forward for a sloppy, messy kiss; moaning and groaning into the other’s mouth. The hurried slaps of skin on skin contact intensified for a split moment before stuttering as the man spilled inside you.

This was enough for you, coming on his dick again; your releases mixing together and trickling down his cock. Slowly, the two of you pulled back from the kiss; a string of saliva connecting your lips.

Your chests brushed against each other, breath heavy and fanning against the other. The flat of his palms pushed against your waist, pulling back to look at you. “Get off me.”

“Give me a moment to breathe, Fei.” You spoke, used to his harsh tone by now. Despite the small annoyed sigh that escaped him, the man didn’t push you off; even leaning back onto his hands and allowing you to remain in his lap— length still inside your wet sex.

A pleased sigh escaped you, arms tightening around his neck as you leaned into him fully. His eyes darted to the side of your face for a moment, an unreadable expression crossing his features.

A comfortable silence covered the room for a moment before Feitan spoke again, amusement etched into his words;

“I wonder if the professor will like our.. exam.”

Your eyes flew open at this, glancing down at the grin plastered onto his features. Sure enough, the moment you turned, you spotted your phone on your tripod— still recording.

The next ten minutes was spent fighting the shorter man for your phone, him managing to grab it, and you pleading for the video to not be sent.

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[bwabys-scenarios]

Hi bwaby ~ I’m new to your page and I love your yandere posts ^^ I’m reading the ones you’ve written for Kurapika. I saw your requests were open.

How do you think hxh yanderes would respond to their captive s/o having a panic/anxiety attacks when their captor tries to get intimate? How would they go about that?

🖤 ur work 🖤🖤🖤 thnx

Yandere!HXH respond to you panicking during intimacy

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: dubcon, panic attack, bad aftercare, forced cuddling, slight manipulation/coercion with Chrollo(it backfires), vomit in Chrollo’s, Feitan is emotionally distant, Kurapika is unstable

A/N: just a little note that none of my yanderes will ever rape the reader. I just include dubious consent because being captive blurs the lines of consent. Can you really consent when you’re captive? I don’t know, so I include it just in case, even though in my eyes reader is always consenting during these acts. I’m not comfortable with writing out rape, so this situation is the farthest I go.

characters included: Kurapika, Leorio, Chrollo, Feitan, Illumi

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Kurapika

First of all, Kurapika is VERY hesitant to initiate any intimacy after he takes you away. He wants you to get used to your captivity before he starts anything.

Kurapika is also the only yandere on this list that won’t be overly pushy in terms of physical contact most if the time, and honestly he’s okay if you never love him again… even if he really wants you to love him and give him lots of affection. He knows he did something unforgivable by taking you away from your life, and he’s willing to be hated by you if it means you’ll be safe.

Now, when you do eventually initiate some kind of intimacy he is over the moon. He would do anything for you, desperate to please you and make the experience as good as possible. Kurapika wants your love, your physical touch, and he wants it willingly.

So when he initiates, kissing along your neck with his hand gently rubbing your clothed cunt, he stops immediately when you start to panic. “My angel? Are you okay?”

He’s quick to pull away and give you space. His hands shake and he feels guilt and panic rise in his own chest. Did he just ruin all of the progress the two of you had?

But you calm down after a little, and lean against him. “I… I’m sorry, I just… I got really anxious.”

He’s quick to wrap his arms around you, tentatively smoothing out your hair. “Don’t apologize… shh, just relax. We don’t have to do anything.”

Kurapika spends the rest of the night just a bit unstable, terrified that he’ll do something to upset you. He just loves you so much and he doesn’t want to lose your love and affection when he just got it back. The next day he makes sure to pamper you more than usual, and he’s almost a bit clingy… as if he’s scared he’ll lose you.

Leorio

He’s pretty handsy, though most of his touches are just affectionate in nature. When you cuddle, he has his hand in your ass or thigh, kneading at the soft flesh.

Leorio likes to have you in his lap as often as possible, where he can move you as he pleases as cover you in kisses as he holds you as close as possible.

He’s eager to get back to sex after he takes you, though he won’t push… too much. Leorio is just super clingy and you’re already sitting pretty on his lap, the only thing separating you from his is that pretty skirt you’re wearing!

It was a normal day, with you sitting in his lap after he tugged you his way. But this time, instead of the usual soft squish he’d give your thigh or kisses to your cheek or the top of your head, Leorio started moving you back and forth against the bulge firming in his pants.

You instantly froze, feeling his warm breath on your neck. When you began to panic and cry, Leorio paused for a moment. “Princess? Something wrong?”

When you started to struggle, he gently set you down. The air was thick and heavy with tension and awkward energy. He scratched the back of his neck, his boner gone. “You alright?”

You shook your head. “I… I don’t want to, Leorio… I’m scared…”

He felt his heart break a little, but he was quick to reach out and gently ruffle your hair. “Don’t be scared… I won’t… do anything to you that you don’t want…”

But it felt a bit hypocritical, considering he did steal you from your old life against your will. Leorio had standards though, and one of those was not assaulting people.

That night, he was way less clingy than usual, giving you some space and time to process things… but you joined him in bed for snuggles later.

Chrollo

He kept telling you he wanted to make your first time with him special, that he’d buy you flowers and pretty lingerie to wear. He even suggested getting a nicer hotel than usual, which was shocking because the hotels you usually stayed in with him were beyond luxurious.

So when the special night came, he took you out to a fancy dinner, letting you order whatever you wanted. You had become very complacent, accepting the fact you’d never be able to escape him… not even in death.

So you are your food, and you bathed before putting on the set of lingerie he surely paid a high price for, and sat on the bed, waiting for him to get back from a meeting with some phantom troupe members that were in town.

The wait already had you anxious, but the way he kept going on and on about how perfect he made everything and how much effort he put into this night put a lot of pressure on you to do well.

And that was on purpose. He wanted you to know just how much he had done for you… how much he craved and adored you. With him, you would be endlessly pampered and loved… all you had to do was be a good girl and do as he said.

So by the time he got back, you were already anxiously fidgeting with your lacy black lingerie, biting your lip.

Now… he didn’t want to make you anxious, just a little nervous. He thought it would be cute to see you squeak like a timid little mouse as he took you… he didn’t want you to stiffly lie down and tear up when he unbuttoned his shirt.

And he hadn’t expected you to throw up from the stress of it all.

He felt a bit guilty, you were crying and muttering apologies as he called for room service, trying to clean it up yourself. Had he instilled that much fear in you that you shook in terror at the thought of upsetting you? That’s not what Chrollo wanted… despite his sly and manipulative nature, he wanted you to genuinely love him and see him as someone that protected and took care of you.

So once you calmed down a little, he pulled you in and snuggled you, kissing the top of your head. “I..: apologize. We’ll do this at your pace.”

You couldn’t really break away from his grip… and you didn’t want to anger him, so you let him hold you close and gently rock you.

Feitan

Feitan already is absolute garbage with intimacy, so it’s rare he’ll initiate anything. He’s both insecure and emotionally distant, but also longs for your affection and physical touch.

But he also HATES physical touch… so being his darling is a confusing experience where you’re constantly walking on eggshells.

The rare instances when he tries to be intimate with you, you almost leap with joy. He’s the only other human you have physical contact with, and you’ve almost gone crazy without touch and affection.

He’s very insecure and sensitive to rejection, so when he touches you, even if it’s just subpar, you praise him endlessly with soft whimpers and moans. He’s pretty skilled with his fingers considering he was a virgin before he met you.

So when he’s got his hands on your hips and ready to push his cock into your pretty pussy, instead of the usual happy whines you make… you instead whimper and shy away from him.

He’s tortured many people, so he can recognize the signs of a panic attack easily. You don’t know what came over you, but you just started to break down, crying and rocking yourself.

Feitan froze up, not knowing what to do. He’s not used to comforting others, and he already feels the harsh sting of rejection from your reaction. Was he that bad?

But… he’s able to push that away. He puts a blanket over your naked form and gently rubs your back while looking the other way.

“… don’t have to. Just say when don’t want it.”

And that’s all you get. He doesn’t kiss away your tears or clean you up… but it’s a big step forward. For Feitan, comforting another human being is hard, so the fact he’s trying for you proves that you mean something to him.

[ofrolysdogs]

i hate you!

another feitan smut???? yay! this one is kind of an enemies to lovers with a special order of hatefucking, because who doesn't love it when two people who hate each other from infinity and beyond are secretly fucking without anyone's knowledge?

this contains; afab reader, hatefucking (main ingredient), deepthroating, public sex, backshots, violence??, you both almost get caught, spelling errors probably because I don't proofread ngl

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MINORS DO NOT FUCKING INTERACT

you never liked feitan.

it was clear as a sunny afternoon during summer to the rest of the troupe and you and feitan had a rivalry that leaned into the enemy zone, from the small disagreements to the full blown screaming matches, he considered you annoying while you considered him insufferable.

but what the troupe doesn't know, is that the two of you have the roughest, nastiest, kinkiest, hate sex anyone could ever imagine, this started a few years ago, 5 months into being a spider, after a failed mission, feitan had blamed you for the failure while in return you said he got in your way of trying to kill off an enemy, you both were at the height of ripping each other's heads off until he pinned you on the floor and ravished your cunt from behind as he held your head down on the cold hard floor,, he told you it was to teach you a lesson, while it didn't necessarily work, god did that feel good.

every now and again your head would replay the scene where he would bite at your neck, drawing small amounts of blood, as he penetrated his long, girthy cock deep inside, stimulating your walls and abusing your cervix, while sometimes whispering how much of a nasty slut you are for allowing the man you claim you hate so much to dominate you, he grew great pride in how he practically humiliated you, and he knows how good he fucked you too, because you had the most powerful orgasm of your life, whenever you know you're in complete privacy, you masturbate to the thought, how he made you practically scream his name, how sorry you were for getting so out of line with him and how you'll never argue with him again, I mean yeah it completely bruised your ego, but god, it felt so hot for some reason... it took you a bit to realize you had a humiliation kink.

but anyways, ever since then, every now and again the two of you would go to private places on missions and secretly slut each other out, he'd call you all kinds of sluts, whores, bitches and all, and you loved every last moment, from the slaps on your pussy, to the end where you cum so hard your eyes roll back to the void.

you also enjoyed taking his cock down your throat, he'd call it a type of "cleansing" as he would wash your little potty mouth if he saw you getting a little too mouthy, so, he puts you in your place, like the good girl you are.

well, enough rambling, let's get into the present, shall we?

today's heist was going to be taking place in a monarchy country, the item of choice was going to be one of the rarest, most beautiful gemstones in the world, so beautiful rumor says people cry tears of joy looking at it for the first time because it reminds them of something nostalgic, honesty, you wanted the damn thing for yourself, maybe make it into a necklace or something?

as of late the troupe stayed in a luxurious hotel that's nearby the royal family's estate, from what you seen, the building was heavily guarded, but that's not a problem, 9 times out of ten they most likely aren't even nen users, so killing all of them would be a piece of cake, right now was nighttime so it was essential to get rest...

..................

"it's all your fault, (Y/N), we didn't get the treasure because you weren't fast enough to catch him."

the words that seeped from his mouth made your fists clench, you swiftly punched the wall nearby, though it made no hole, eyes landing on his small frame covered by his all black outfit, glaring daggers at the man who stood beside a large tree, though dark, you could still make out his features.

the mission ended in failure and another group of bandits managed to take the gemstone after a battle between the two, and damn were they strong.

"listen, if you're trying to get me riled up, now is not the time, you god damn midget."

feitan's brows drew forward, you can tell, he was glaring at you now. "watch your mouth, you know better than to speak to me like that."

you felt butterflies in your stomach when he said that, anger was clouding your thought though it still had room for arousal, you knew exactly what he meant when he said that, if the two of you kept this up, it could end in another hate fuck session.

"you were very close to getting him."

"YOU GOT IN MY GOD DAMN WAY!! JUST LIKE LAST TIME!! LEARN TO TAKE ACCOUNTABILITY!"

with quickness, your neck was now tightly held, so much so that you couldn't even breathe even just a little, his eyes, staring angrily into yours forcing you to look at him, almost growing hypnotized by his gaze....

"say another word, bitch."

letting out small whimpers, you could see that now, he showed genuine anger, not the anger clouded by the need to fuck you to oblivion, but the type where he would want to take your head off.

his grasp loosened until he released you completely, you took in the air as if you had just found out about it, you fall to the floor, legs completely giving up on you.

you couldn't even look up at him, you felt him stare down at your weakened form, hearing a small chuckle with it.

"(Y/N)....I would like you much better if you weren't so annoying.."

"and I would like you better if you weren't so damn insufferable..." you looked at him with half lidded eyes, hands in his pockets, a neutral expression.

"insufferable, hmm..?" he turns his back and walks a few steps away from you until he stops abruptly, his head turned back to look at you again, now sitting with your back against a tree behind you. "... if I really was truly insufferable... you wouldn't be screaming my name as I penetrate you..."

those words, you turn your head in embarrassment, a beat was forming between your legs, growing more and more so.

"...and if I really was truly annoying... you wouldn't be fucking me..."

feitan let out a huff and walked over to you, his crotch was close to your face just a tiny bit, but hidden away in his cloak was a growing erection.

as he stared down at you, trying to hide away the fact that it's all a front to get him to pound you, he imagined how you'd take his cock deep inside your throat, letting out muffled gags every now and then and those cute moans of yours, it's almost as if his hands came up with an answer for him, reaching for his pants to let himself out.

the tip of his cock touched the tip of your nose, you wasted no time grazing your tongue across, tasting his murky pre-cum, before taking him in whole.

feitan threw his head back, his eye closed, and his hand resting firmly on the back of your head lightly pushing you down further, it's been so long since the two of you got some action on, mainly because it's been months since the troupe got together again.

his cock was hitting the back of your throat making you gag a bit, choking, you pulled back, gasping in air as your hand jerks him off at a fast pace, your other hands fondled with his balls.

lifting his dick up, your tongue made contact with the base close to his balls, before taking them into your mouth, you had to be careful not to let your mouth close too tightly, your arm grew tired from all the jerking you were doing to him.

after a short while you take his balls out of your mouth and went back to deepthroating him, when his cock reached a certain part in your mouth he thrusted into you, catching you off guard and making you gag.

he was now face fucking you, holding both sides of your head firmly as he used your throat as his personal fleshlight, it was long enough for you to be able to tell that he was close to his climax especially by how fast he was going.

and after some time he finally came, he quickly pulled out his cock to spray his semen all over your face, leaving your tongue out, but he didn't care about that, he purposely reached for your hair.

you quickly came to realize that his cum was in your hair, you touched the front strands to feel liquid.

from the look in his eye he tried not to let out some type of laugh, seems as if he wanted to keep up the tension.

"why would you get cum in my hair?"

"why not?"

you rolled your eyes, before standing up to take off your bottoms and undergarments. "anyway, which position?"

"doggy."

you turned your back on him to get on your knees, looking at the ground to see that... it isn't that dirty, right? you stuck your ass in the air, leaving your moistened pussy out for him to see.

without a warning you felt his cock touch your entrance before sliding himself in, both of his hands rested on your sides, when the tip reached your cervix you let out a soft moan.

the softness didn't last long though, he started to pound himself into you at a rough and fast pace, making you let out a series of moans and yelps.

your ass bounced on his, as he thrusted himself into you, the sounds of skin to skin contact and your moans could be heard through the woods, as if you didn't care who caught you.

"oh my...... fucking god.... shit, your dick is so big...." you moaned out with each of his thrusts, before he tangled his fingers into your hair, pulling it back and using it as a makeshift leash as he lands a hard slap to your ass.

it hasn't even been a few minutes and you can already feel something coiling in you, as if you were already at the finish line.

until footsteps could be heard..

"(Y/N)? Feitan? where are you too?"

you could hear shizuku's voice in the distance.

"the boss told me and Shal to come look for you two, it's been almost half an hour!"

"shit..." you heard feitan say to himself before he quickly pulled out of you and adjusting himself, you got up as well and put on your underwear then your bottoms until you realize you still had cum on your face and hair..

"damnit, how am I gonna get this off?" you used the bottom of your shirt to wipe off the substance, all feitan really did was watch as you rubbed the semen he planted off of you, now it looked as if the two of you weren't fucking just now.

now shizuku was here, she was alone despite saying she brung shalnark with her, they must've split up..

"oh, there you two are, what have you been doing all this time?"

"out." you replied, pretending as if you were moaning like hell.

after that whole exchange, the troupe eventually formed again.

you all planned that within the next.... how many more months or years it'll take for the boss to call everyone back in, to steal something else.

everyone was gathering their things to head their separate ways, you walked out of the hotel building in order to take the train back to your home city, but you didn't notice that you had someone coming with you.

"you looked nice with my cum on your face."

you turned your head to see a certain short-ass standing unreasonably close to you, he looked up, now seeing his full face as he gave you a small smirk.

"oh shut up, you should've saw what you looked like when I had your dick down my throat, imagine if someone of the troupe saw you, they'd tease you for days."

your eyes landed on a man who stood from the opposite side of you, his eyes widened before he awkwardly walks away.

"you idiot, you should've kept your mouth shut."

"yeah like you didn't start it.."

but all in all, the two of you had some type of affinity for each other, maybe one day, everything would be better in the future.

[kurokawaia]

❛ HE'S A SOFTEY, REALLY ! ❜

Feitan Portor X Fem!Reader

WC; 1.9k+ |MDNI! | TW/CW; grumpy x sunshine troupe, you and fei are married >.< (sorry i just love him sm), x fem reader, soft sex, piv, pwp? pwop?, cervix kissing, oral -> female receiving, OOC warning

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) hmm, in celebration of hunter x hunter returning, can I have some soft feitan smut? female afab reader one shot :3 thank you - @ofrolysdogs

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People always say how heartless and inhuman your husband is, but you never saw that. Feitan was such an irascible man, yet always so gentle and patient with you. Won't criticize or put you down for all those little things you do.

Members of the phantom troupe, namely Bonolenov, Phinks, and Franklin, always give you a shocked or concerned glance whenever you walk in. It is only because you're such a bright, oblivious woman and Feitan is the exact opposite that they think you are in danger somehow, maybe Feitan has you contained against your will.

But it wasn't like that at all. Fei was always so sweet and nice to you. Sometimes he does get really rough when having sex, but you don't mind, you like it! And sometimes he is super soft with you too, like for instance right now.

You're lying underneath Feitan, your legs strewn over his shoulders, head arched back on the plush pillow. Feitan said something about positioning a smaller pillow beneath your hips would elevate comfort- and sure enough it did. His constant attention was to your pleasure and comfort.

"Fei," you mumble as his nose nudges against your clit.

"What's wrong?" he asks, catching the whimpering in your voice when he barely touched the most sensitive part of you.

You shift under Feitan's grasp on your thighs, arching your back slightly towards his face for more of his touch.

"It's all right, Angel," Feitan soothes, pecking soft and light kisses on your stomach.

You quiver from the simple actions, waiting for the moment when he will use his tongue and fingers.

"I know, Fei," you said, lacing your fingers into his dark hair.

Feitan moves down again to the most sensitive area of yours, your dripping vagina. "Let me know if I'm hurting you."

As you spoke, a quivering breath came out of your lips, and you assured him, "Fei, you never hurt me."

You cry out softly as he kisses your clit, thighs squeezing his head. You lean backward, trying to retreat from the overwhelming sensation, but Feitan does not let you go.

You cry out, 'Fei'.

"I understand, Angel," Feitan soothes. "I am here to say if it is too much."

God was being so gentle with you that it felt like you'd shatter with a single touch. His grip on your thighs slackened, a real sense that you could pull away if you wanted to. Yet he treasured it as you were so small compared to him and underneath him that he was afraid to break you.

Again, Feitan's nose brushes up against your delicate clit, and your grip on his hair tightened. A satisfied sigh seeps through him into your folds as a mewl from your full lips.

"You okay?" he asks before licking a long stripe up your folds, and you moan, your back arching, and your cunt pressing further into his face which he relished in.

You whimpered in response, trying to gather all the scattered thoughts in your mind. "Yeah, 'm am, Fei."

He loves you so much that it hurts, and your reaction makes his heart sing. His tongue climbs up from your wet hole to your clit while a moan escapes from you. Your thighs constrict onto his head because of the constriction he's causing, and as you grind down onto his face, a moan reverberates through your clit. Your lips were littered with chanting of his name, and he was reveling every second in it.

"F-feels s' good," you whine, tears spring in your lash line, he was making you feel so good.

"You're okay?" Feitan asks.

At the feeling of a finger push past your closing walls, you furiously nod your head, your eyes expand and you cry with pleasure. It felt so amazing that you never want it to end, even though you thought you would break because he was so big.

His finger pressed up against that soft spot inside your walls. Feitan was slow with his pace, curling his fingers every time he entered your cunt along with sucking and licking at your puffy, sensitive clit.

"Good, you being so good," moaned Feitan against you, refusing to rut his hips into the mattress. This was about your pleasure, not his—.

A moan arouses from you, and your hips grind themselves onto his face. He let you for once have some sort of control over the situation, and he decided if you came quicker he'll let you do it more often. "That's it," he praised.

His movements quicker, needier, as you yell his name through your broken letters, and the one hold he had on your leg tightens. The coil in your stomach tightened and your fingers wrapped around his locks to halt his movements and make him sigh deeper into your folds.

The groans only drove you over the edge, and as he pressed his tongue firmly against your clit, a muffled scream escaped your lips. Your stomach coil unwound, soaking his face clear.

He slowly drew his fingers out of your drenched pussy, and his cum spilling out from your puffy folds. Before rising his head, he places a kiss on your clit and your mewl softly in overstimulation.

"Are you okay, Angel?" he asks concerned, pecking away the tears of pleasure streaming down your cheeks and to the side of your face.

You hum in pleased satisfaction as he peppers gentle and soothing kisses on your face. "I'm fine, dear," you respond.

"You did so good," Feitan praises.

You let out a tired sigh, your body aching but Fietan wasn't done yet. A trail of kisses were left all over your neck and you gasped when feeling a hot, throbbing tip at your soaked entrance. "Fei!" you moan out, overstimulated.

"I here, I got you," he reassures, a groan slipping past his mouth.

Feitan drags his length out; a breathless sigh emits from your mouth into his own, a look of relief crossing your features as you think the two of you were done. Then, in one swift motion, your head was thrown back in overstimulation and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your wet walls.

Feitan manages to slip out of your walls and gently flips your body onto it's stomach, your eyes were wide with surprise, not expecting a sudden change of position once again. You could feel him lift your hips and place a soft and fluffy pillow under your lower abdomen before letting your body rest fully down on it.

You then felt Feitan's mass press down against your back, and you huffed out softly at the sudden weight. His abs were flush against your back, hands gripping the backs of your own, pressing them into the bed. Feitan's breath tickled your ear as you wiggled your head at the warm sensation, core getting wetter, trying to squirm away from the imposing hold he had on you.

Feitan's hands moved in slow motion, readjusting to hold one of his hands over both of you above your head, careful not to tangle hair within the movement. A contented sigh escapes your mouth as Feitan raises his body ever so slightly, trailing his free hand down the expanse of your smooth back before his fingers meet your slick entrance that is filled with his cum from previous rounds.

Then a heavy, throbbing tip pressed against your clit, and you moaned from the small touch. You tried to squirm away from the pleasurable cause but couldn't since Feitan knew your body more than you did yourself-he knew you were gonna try to run from his body due to the pleasure. So, he pressed his weight against you once more.

You held your breath when Feitan sunk his throbbing cock into your spongey walls, his length getting squeezed by every ridge within your soaked cunt. A moan left both of your mouths the moment Feitan's length nudges the deepest spot within you.

"So good, doing good," Feitan moans, relishing in the way your walls clench him, how could he not want to cum inside, you feel so good.

The hot and heavy kisses trailed down from your ear, down to the dip of your neck to shoulder, and a breathless sigh escaped your parted lips before Feitan rolled his hips into yours. A moan slips out of your mouth as his thick length scrapes across all the sensitive parts of your warm insides.

Feitan spreads his legs apart, knees bent, so any move from you would guarantee closing the gap between them as he places you underneath him, where your beautiful body is still dwarfed by the frame. As expected, you couldn't move from his trapping embrace.

His motions quickened, his cock thrusting deeper inside your needy hole as strained moans and whines escaped your throat. Feitan panted in your ear, an odd deep groan slipping past his lips now and then-the sounds that made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Feitan was filling you to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft gummy spot inside my cunt that made me scream out in completion. "I know, my love," he breathed, making you break out into a moan and sigh as your body shook with your pleasure.

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Feitan's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot. You sobbed out, tears filling your lash line. "B-but. Too much, Feitan. Slow down, too much."

Feitan gently shooshed you, cooing you. "It okay, I here."

The moans repeated in your voice while he pounded into your tight heat. You suddenly had this instinctive urge to press yourself against his length, but you couldn't-heavy he was, too heavy for you to move against him-and you were hopeless, utterly, as his thrusts became faster and faster.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. "So big, you feel so big, Feitan."

Your body had shaken beneath him and the grip he had on your hands loosened. Your hips were getting held onto now, then the strength he possessed lifted you onto your knees before a bicep wrapped itself around your throat, lifting your head. It wasn't a tight hold, but the power in it lifted your head from the futon as you shakily rested your weight on your elbows.

Your back arched heavily, finally being able to sink more into him. Feitan hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans. "Taking me so deep," Feitan groaned, pulling away from your mouth and pushing this arch into your back deeper.

"Makin' you feel so good, ain't I?" Feitan groaned, head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

With a groan, his lips planted against mine once again as his hips slammed into mine hard, his cum spilling inside me, causing me to moan into his kiss. You feel more of his cum spill into your fertile womb, painting your insides white. You could almost feel your stomach bulging from how much you had of your man inside you.

Feitan slipped his softening length out and pulled away from the kiss as you slumped to the futon, his eyes chained to the white splotches of silky come that spilled from your gaping cunt, watching with a slight frown as the cum fell from your cunt.

"Fei," you huff.

"Fine, I give you break," he replies reluctantly, peppering soft kisses over your face

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[chrolloluvr]

Introduction & Masterlist:

Hi guys!! My name is Charlotte, and I write mostly headcannons, and sometimes stories! So feel free to request, and I may get something done!

My main focus's are South Park and Helluva Boss.

I write smut, fluff, angst, etc.

I will write for Female!Reader & GenderNeutral!Reader, and exclusively AFAB. I will not write AMAB & Male!Reader (Sorry!!) I will automatically write Female!Reader , unless you request otherwise.

I will not write anything to do with poop/buttholes basically, and no incest!

Requests are currently open, I will mostly take headcannons about characters & relationship headcannons at the moment.

I will write for all female characters, but I will not write smut, just platonically and romantically.

Fandoms & People I write for (Bolded and *'s are favorites, more in depth hcs):

South Park (aged up) ⭐

-Eric Cartman

-Kyle Brovlofski

-Stan Marsh

-Kenny Mccormick

-Craig Tucker

-Tweek Tweak

-Clyde Donovan

-Butters Stotch

-Etc.

Hazbin Hotel

-Alastor**

-Vox

-Angel dust (No smut, GenderNeutral only)

-Lucifer**

-Adam**

-Husk

-Valentino (No smut)

-Multiple

Helluva Boss ⭐

-Fizzaroli

-Paimon**

-Blitzo

-Stolas (GenderNeutral only)

-Asmodeus

-Mammon**

-Striker

-Etc.

Tokio Hotel

-Bill Kaulitz**

-Tom Kaulitz**

-Georg Listing

-Gustav Schaefer

Hunter x Hunter

-Illumi**

-Chrollo

-Uvogin**

-Shalnark

-Feitan

-Phinks

-Franklin

-Nobunaga

-Silva

-Etc.

Upcoming Works

[yoyomomiko]

★彡REQUESTS

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୨୧ -- MASTERLIST★

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FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Ramshackle

Demon Slayer

Hunter x Hunter

South Park

Komi can't communicate

Diary of a wimpy kid

Mouthwashing

Creepypasta

CHARACTERS I'LL WRITE FOR:

★RAMSHACKLE

Stone

Skipp

Vinnie

★DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Inosuke Hashibira

Genya Shinazugawa

Nezuko Kamado

Muichiro Tokito

Tomioka Giyuu

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Shinobu Kocho

Mitsuri Kanroji

★HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecs

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika Kurta

Feitan Portor

★SOUTH PARK

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCormick

Eric Cartman

Craig Tucker

Tweek Tweak

Wendy Testaburger

Bebe Stevens

★KOMI CAN'T COMMUNICATE

Shousuke Komi

★DIARY OF A WIMPY KID

Rodrick Heffley

★MOUTHWASHING

Daisuke

Anya

★CREEPYPASTA

Jeff the Killer

Ben Drowned

Ticci Toby

Jane the Killer

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

- female reader

- character x reader

- yandere

- suggestive themes (not too smutty!!)

- headcanons, scenarios, drabbles etc++

- gore (not too extreme!!)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

- male reader

- gn reader

- character x character

- character x oc

- incest/stepcest

- rape

- racism, homophobia, sexism and so on

- no SA — even if it happened in one of the character's or reader's backstory (i'm not comfortable sorry!!)

- heavy angst

- smut

NOTES🍥

Please, READ THE RULES before you request!

If I don't want to write the request/I'm not comfortable, I will simply ignore it!!

I'm a SLOW WRITER!! Please be patient with me :((

Make sure the requests are open!!♡

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[hyunliq]

Feitan x Male!reader

Genre: Lime (kinda?)

Author post: Idk if this could be considered a lime? like ig its kinda suggestive....idk- couldnt bring myself to finish this as a smut cause writing block looks hella sexy rn....

FEM ALIGNED DNI

Feitan sighs as he has just come back from dealing with phantom troupes shit. All he wanted to do was lay down with his pretty lil boyfriend. Feitan opened the door to see his boyfriend sleeping, spread out on the bed passed out, Feitan felt a small smile creep up on his face as he saw (Y/N)’s chest rise and fall.

He looked so peaceful that it was borderline adorable. The way he had the blanket barely covering him made him look tempting...the way his thighs just barely showed. They looked very soft to touch Feitan kept looking over the boy getting a lil riled up, the boy looked so tempting.......Feitan wanted to just jump on the boy and have his way with him.

But Feitan snapped himself out of his thoughts to try and stop himself from pouncing onto the boy in front of him. Soon getting up and going to get ready to sleep along side him.

Authors note: bro I forgot to put the dni for female readers 💀💀

[h8ani]

Updated Rules List

With my new updated list I’m going to be listing all the requests I’ll be accepting, what fandoms I write for and how you should go about requesting them :)

But also if you are an ageless/blank blog or a minor please do not request me, follow me or interact with me as you will be blocked. thank you.

I also write both nsfw & sfw content, I also label it on my writings I post. I don’t shy away from anything really so if you’re unsure just send me a message and I’ll clarify if I do!

Things I’ll write for: yandere, noncon/dubcon, fluff, angst, smut, age gap, stepcest, professor/student, sensei/student, spanking, choking, slapping, torture, abuse, female x male, drug use, use of sex toys, issues with eating, etc type shit

Things I won’t write for: anal, piss/shit play, boy x boy, girl x girl (I’m not super comfortable in my writing yet to write for same sex couples yet I hope you guys understand!)

Fandoms I write for:

Attack on Titan - Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Porco Galliard

Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Feitan, Shalnark, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Ging, Illumi, Wing, Kite, Pokkle

Naruto - Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, Deidara, Sasori, Pain/Yahiko, Iruka Umino, Shino Aburame, Hidan, Kankuro, Sai, Genma Shiranui, Izumo Kamizuki, Kotetsu Hagane, Hayate Gekko

Tokyo Revengers - Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro Sano, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shuji Hanma, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Tetta Kisaki, Atsushi Sendo, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata, Ken Ryuguji, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Naoto Tachibana, Izana Kurokawa, Inui Seishu

Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Uta, Ayato Kirishima, Nishio Nishiki, Koutarou Amon

Ouran Highschool Host Club - Kyoya Ootori, Tamaki Suoh, Takashi Morinozuka, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru,

Wind Breaker - Haruka Sakura, Akihiko Nirei, Kyotaro Sugashita, Hayato Suo, Mitsuki Kiryuu, Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Toma Hiragi, Choji Tomiyama, Jo Togame, Kota Sako

Haikyuu - Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Kei Tsukishima, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Yu Nishinoya, Ryunosuke Tanaka, Keishin Ukai, Tooru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Tetsuroo Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Kentaro Kyotani, Kotaro Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Eita Semi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yuji Terushima, Naoyasu Kuguri, Shinsuke Kita, Atsumu Miya, Rintaro Suna, Osamu Miya

Fruits Basket - Shigure Sohma, Kyo Sohma, Kureno Sohma, Yuki Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Momiji Sohma

Demon Slayer - Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyu Tomioka, Tengen Uzui, Obanai Iguro, Muzan Kibutsuji, Doma, Akaza

Prompt Requests/Writing Requests in general:

I will usually have a link of the prompts to request from, from the original post.

If you’d like to request something I wrote just state what content you’d like and who the character is/member he is

I default by writing in fem! reader pov so please state if you’d like gn! reader

Reaction Requests:

State the type of reaction you’d like (example: reaction of them kissing you mid argument)

For any anime reactions just state the anime, boys you’d like the reaction for

[silentexplorer18]

Wavering: A Feitan Portor Short

Summary: After having a particularly rough day, Feitan’s pent-up emotions get the better of him, leading to a conversation he needed, but never expected to deserve having.

Pairing: Feitan Portor x Female Reader

Warnings: This fic is 18+! Smut, unprotected sex, uncomfortable sex/use of safeword, minor injury/blood (not sex related), insecurities.

Word Count: 2,000+

Note: So I know the warnings sound rough, but they’re only there because of an accidental lack of preparation, nothing super bad or intense.  This is basically smut with feelings lol.

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He’d been in a mood before you’d even stepped foot in the house.  Something had gone wrong, evident from his foul temperament and the dark bruise forming on his left shoulder.  Something had gone very wrong.

Dazed and pent-up, he pounced on you as soon as you’d stepped through the door, teeth gnashing against your lip, hands scrabbling through your clothes, not that you’d liked the shirt anyway.

Although reactions like this were few and far between—Feitan was typically so composed—you accepted his physical demands with few objections.  He would never really hurt you, even in his most feral moments where you could practically taste the power of his aura.

But something was wrong.

His thrusts burned against your body, causing your eyes to water in pain.  He’d barely touched you before entering, pressing a vibrator to your clit as he shoved inside without preamble.

It hurt.  So much.

Hips snapping rapidly, his fast, sharp thrusts set an agonizing pace against your sensitive skin.  Violet eyes remained on the place your sexes met, hand remaining on your hip rather than wandering up your body.

The entire interaction was so unlike him.  And it hurt.

Words had been lost on your tongue when he started, pain overwhelming your senses, tumbling into the forefront of your mind.  However, the longer it went on, the worse it felt, spurring you to find your voice.

“Fei…” you gasped, feeling a few tears finally escape the corners of your stinging eyes.  “White!”

He instantly froze, eyes finally finding your face.  The buzzing from the vibrator filled the room, an unpleasant hum as he seemed to really see you for the first time that night.  He was still buried inside you.

“I’m sorry,” you breathed, hand reaching down to push the vibrator away.  “I need a minute.  It really hurts.”

His expression soured, and your heart jolted at the disgust turning his features.  He’d never looked at you that way before.  It must have been a really bad day.

The vibrator thunked as it landed on the bed beside you, and Feitan pulled out a moment later, swiftly turning on his heel and exiting the room.  It was then you realized he hadn’t even taken off his pants to fuck you, so desperate to let out his pent-up energy.

You just needed a minute.

But that minute came and went.

After what felt like an eternity, you stood on unsteady legs, sliding a soft, silky house robe over your shoulders.  He’d stolen it for you years ago, and every time it touched your skin, it made your heart flutter.

However, you couldn’t dwell on that, not when the sound of a crash echoed down the hall a moment later.  Something was very wrong.

Still, all you could sense was Feitan’s aura, so powerful it made the hair on your skin prickle. 

You were safe.  You were alone.  It was just Fei.

There was coffee on the floor, a deep, rich color speckled with blooms of crimson.  The mug was shattered, resting in a crumbling pile directly under his hand—his bleeding hand.  His face was still pinched with irritation, even as he merely stared at the ceramic shards below his dripping palm.

“Fei?” you asked softly, stepping into the room.  His eyes shot up to you again, expression deeply upset, though he tried to mask it with his usual irritation.

“You buy stupid cup again.”

All your dishware was stupid to him, but only because it all was breakable.  This wasn’t the first nor the last mug of yours that would ever be shattered by his vice-like grip.  “I’m sorry,” you murmured, navigating over the rubble.  “There aren’t any stores that sell dishware for people with superhuman strength.”  He tsked, but the deep pinch in his eyebrows remained.

Your eyes traced the bloody expanse of his hand, noting the fragments embedded into the skin.  It looked painful, though he’d never admit it even if it was.  Physically, he’d always been a pillar of strength.

“Sit down,” you sighed, gesturing to one of the kitchen chairs.  “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

For once, he did so without complaint.

Something was really wrong.

The two of you sat in front of one another, practically knee to knee, as you picked the ceramic shards from his outstretched palm.  You cradled his hand gently as you did so, moving from cleaning to bandaging.  “Fei?” you asked softly, still focusing on the cuts on his palm.  He made a sound, barely audible, but enough for you to know he was listening.  So you took a breath, eyes darting up to his face.  “What’s wrong?”

As you finished wrapping his hand, he sighed, face twisting back into one of disgust.  But with his words, you realized the emotion was pointed inwards.  “I no do things right today.”

You moved to his lap, fingertips tentatively resting on the sharp jut of his collarbone.  “We all have bad days.”

The sound he made was one of annoyance, and his eyes narrowed, looking for a way to explain.  “I do bad job today.  I… regret—” he coughed, turning away as much as he could.

It was then that you watched him waver, brows pinching and eyes shutting as though he was trying and failing to hold back emotions he’d spent so long avoiding.  He’d always been the best.  He had to be the best or else he’d lose everything.  But recently, Feitan had been slipping—making foolish errors, misjudging things.  Just like today, just like with you.

“What does it make you feel,” you whispered, arms moving up his shoulders a little, fingers rubbing the smooth skin there, “when you have bad days?”

“I—” your heart quivered at his tone, voice laced so heavily with emotion.  He wouldn’t cry, but his body wanted to, eyes sharp and stony as he attempted to keep himself together.  “I no deserve Spiders anymore… I no deserve you.”

“No,” you breathed, lurching forward against his chest before you could think.  Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, a steady pressure as you held him.  “Fei, no.”  He sat frozen, still against your body, before his resolve crumbled, tumbling out of his grasp.  His face tucked into your neck, breath faltering.  “You haven’t messed anything up with me.”

He tsked, and you pushed away from him, hands finding the soft skin on his cheeks.  “You haven’t.”

His eyes darted from you, skittering toward the hall you’d come from earlier.  “I hurt you.”

Pressing on his cheeks, you eventually got him to look at you again, dipping in to kiss the deep lines between his eyebrows.  “You were just a little eager today.  It doesn’t mean I don’t wanna be with you.”

But for every push forward, he’d push back at you, stubborn to the core.  “Not same.  Deserve different than want.”

You hummed, standing from his lap.  Although he didn’t realize it, you knew how to circumvent his stubbornness.  “That’s true.”  There was a swish of fabric as you untied the sash, letting the robe slip from your shoulders and pool around your feet.  “Maybe I should tell you exactly what you deserve,” you whispered, a hand slipping down to massage against your clit.

Feitan blinked as though he had been imagining the entire encounter.  You were so beautiful.  Even sitting in front of you seemed bittersweet; he’d stolen your heart, but he certainly didn’t deserve it.

Stepping forward, you palmed him through his pants, pleased to feel how quickly his body was reacting with want.  “Will you take the rest off?” you whispered, gasping as your fingers increased pressure on your clit.

Surprisingly, he did as you requested, curious about your plan.  You’d always let him be in charge, especially when nights together were broken up by his travels.  Yet something in your expression told him that you weren’t planning on letting him take control.  He waited without a word.

The hand that wasn’t toying with yourself raised to your lips, catching your spit.  It wasn’t the most ideal lube, but it would work for your immediate purposes, at least until something more natural would kick in.

Swiftly, your hand squeezed around Feitan’s shaft, feeling the way his hips stuttered slightly against the chair.  Your touch was so much better than his own, even if he still wasn’t entirely used to it.  Fist starting a slow, sensual rhythm, you stayed bent, eyes focusing on the flushed tip of his cock that would occasionally peek from your hand.

“You no say I deserve this,” he grunted out a few moments later, lips parted.

You smiled to yourself, hand leaving him.  “You’re right.”

Before he could argue, you slipped onto his lap, pressing close.  Folds sliding against the side of his shaft, you ground against him, lips settling by his ear.

“You deserve a hug for every day you spent alone,” you breathed, feeling his body go rigid underneath you.  Rhythmically, you continued to grind, body growing slicker with every movement.  It wouldn’t take much longer to be ready for him.

“You deserve a kiss for every second you spent training.”  You pressed a slow kiss to the skin beside his ear, shivering when his hands trailed your sides.  “And you deserve warm meals for every night you went hungry.”

His grip on you tightened.  In your eyes, the struggles he faced made him worthy of something better.  But was that really true?  Could he really believe that he could somehow be deserving of you?

“You deserve a comfortable place to stay for all the nights you had nowhere to go.”  Your hand slid down his chest, reaching between the pair of you.  Slowly, you lowered yourself onto the tip of his cock, a gasp matching his muffled grunt.  Beginning to roll your hips, you continued whispering.  “You deserve respect for your loyalty to the Troupe... for your loyalty to me.  And you deserve kindness… mmmn... You deserve kindness for every insult that’s been sent your way.”

He trembled under you, eyes wide and scared.  Did he really deserve those things?  Were you being honest?  You’d never lied before, but could you really think he was worthy of all those good things?

His hands slid to your hips, moving to help you bounce on his cock, but you stopped him, hands catching his and pulling them back to your sides.

Your hips rocked against his lap, slipping his cock even deeper inside you.  “Let me take care of you,” you whispered, arms slung gently around his shoulders, chest pressed against his equally bare one.  “You aren’t alone anymore.  Please, just let me take care of you.”

He groaned, somehow pulling you closer still.  His face nestled into the crook of your neck as your hips bounced against him.  Take care of him?  He’d never heard those words before in his life.  But when they came from your lips, Feitan was sure his knees would’ve given out.  His arms wrapped around you even tighter, groaning into your neck.

He felt exposed, heart as naked for you as his body.  But he didn’t hate it, not with you panting against his ear, little whines of his name barely falling from your lips.

You were his.  You wanted him.  And you were his.  Despite everything, despite the fuckups, despite the messes he’d made in his life, you still wanted him.

“Ah— You’re so good,” you whimpered, nearly moaning at the way he gripped your sides tighter.

His head moved from your neck so quickly you almost missed the warm flush of his cheeks, the wide, open look in his eyes, before his lips crashed into yours.  Unlike before, the kiss wasn’t a clash of teeth and tongues; there was no stinging bite in the gesture.  It was firm, desperate as his lips moved against yours.  Your hands slid against his scalp, feeling him tremble at the gesture.  He was so open for you, so out of control in a way that was completely foreign to him.

Groaning, his lips parted from yours, a shaking breath fluttering against your jaw.  He hoped you knew.  He hoped you understood.

And when you smiled, he knew you did.

“I love you, too, Feitan,” you whispered, watching the way his eyes swam with warmth and relief and want.  Then, it was you that tumbled back toward his lips, gasping out as his hips rolled up to meet yours in gentle thrusts.  “I love you, too.”

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A/N: Thanks for reading!  I never usually write smut, but I started writing this and here we are.  I’m still not entirely sure how I got from point A to point B, but somehow I did.  I’ve got a few more fics I’m working on (including a series rewrite I’m SO excited about!) in between personal projects.  My headaches are finally starting to clear up, so I’m back on my computer typing again (yay!).  Hopefully everyone’s enjoying their end of 2020.  I hope to be on more to talk with folks soon; don’t be afraid to stop by and chat! :)  Much love, ~S.

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Rules

My requests are open, but if a request makes me uncomfortable I won’t write it. 

Request/ask box rules:

Be nice. I’m doing this for fun. If you for some reason make it not fun for me, I will block you without hesitation. 

You can give some context about what’s going on that made you make your request (ex. “I’ve been really anxious recently, could you write...”. Do not tell me about your self harm, disordered eating, or suicidal ideation. If you mention any of those things in my ask box I will give you a warning. If it happens again, I will block you. And don’t trauma dump, please. I’m not a therapist. 

What I will write:

Smut/fluff for BNHA, HXH, Tokyo Rev, JJK and Haikyuu! (I write only romantic/sexual fics, not platonic or father/daughter relationships, etc.)

Most kinks (if I’m not familiar with it I probably can’t write it; I’m not the person to go to for oviposition, for example.)

[character] x trans reader or gender neutral reader (my smut will always be x reader with a vagina)

Headcanons + actual fics + drabbles

What I won’t write:

Vore, scat, incest, non-con (dub-con will be considered on a case-by-case basis), hybrids, vomit/emetophilia, age play

Character x reader with penis 

Anything that even mentions eating disorders, self harm, or su!cide. These topics are huge triggers for me (and other people). Don’t request them. (I will write anxiety/depression comfort if you want, but SH, etc. won’t be mentioned).

Character x character with no reader

Character x reader with certain physical features. I won’t put your name in a fic, and I won’t give the reader insert your physical features. But feel free to request certain personalities/experiences, as long as they’re not hyper-specific. (example of what not to do: can you do Bakugou x reader who was bullied in the first grade for liking pokemon so she put all of her pokemon stuff in her closet and doesn’t tell anyone she still likes it but bakugou finds her collection?) 

I won’t write (romantically/sexually) for the following characters:

ANY FEMALE CHARACTERS (I can include them in fics but they will not be love interests)

BNHA: Mineta, Present Mic, Denki, Spinner, Fat Gum, Mr. Compress, Stain, Yoarashi

HQ: Kyōtani, Lev

HXH: Every character with the exception of Hisoka, Chrollo, Nobunaga, Illumi, and Feitan

JJK: Any character that doesn’t appear in the anime (I haven’t read the Manga)

Tokyo Rev: Any character that doesn’t appear in the anime (this one I can make exeptions because I am familiar with a lot of the characters/plots of the manga even though I haven’t read it. For example, I would feel comfortable writing a Sanzu fic, and I will definitly be writing for Ran. But don’t expect the characterization to be perfect, and I might not be able to do the character at all (can’t hurt to ask though)

[bwabys-scenarios]

Feitan Thoughts

feitan x reader

Feitan is the meanest mfker alive to every single person in his life.

Well, maybe except for you.

He’s definitely no Prince Charming with you, but his rough edges smooth out enough to let you touch him without getting hurt.

Feitan keeps you close to him, whether that be you living with him or him living with you. He’s not the best roommate, but you don’t really have a choice. Once Feitan has decided that he can’t live without you, you either live together voluntarily or he takes you away.

He’d rather not take you away. The only reasons he would is if his enemy found you or you attempted to cut him out of your life. And he just couldn’t have that, could he?

Feitan enjoys the simple things about you. The way you giggle when something funny happens, the gasp you make when your favorite characters on TV does something unexpected, your pretty smile when he comes through the door..

His favorite activity is to watch you, whether you’re aware of that or not. Even before you live together he… lingers. He’s peeking at you from behind doorways, waiting for you outside the bathroom while you shower.

He’s surprisingly shy when you ask him how he feels about you. Feitan won’t answer, he’ll just grumble under his breath and walk away. If he wasn’t wearing his coat, you’d be able to see the lightest tint of pink in his pale cheeks.

For the first few weeks you know him, you’ll struggle to figure out if he likes you, or is planning to kill you. Of course, Feitan isn’t planning on hurting you. No, he could never bring himself to scar your pretty skin. But he doesn’t do anything to quell your anxieties, only continuing to observe you from the shadows.

When you finally realize he likes you, you’ll have to be the one to make a move. He desperately wants you, but his pride won’t allow him to show that. Feitan almost hates you for making him feel so weak, so lovesick.

“Fei?”

He doesn’t look up from the manga he’d been reading, but you know he heard you.

“Can I… can I hug you?”

Feitan feels all of his blood rush to his dick. You’d just asked him for a hug, but the thought of you touching him turned him on way too much for his own comfort.

He’ll calm himself down enough to answer. “… not now. Later.”

Feitan waits for you to walk away before he sprints to his room to jerk off. God, he hates the way his body reacts to you. It’s so annoying, so human of him.

But later he will hug you, letting his arms hold your waist and his nose bury itself into your hair.

It might take him a while to calm down enough to hug you without cumming in his pants.

[cherryskyies]

[Request open]

Back to the Masterlist

Making a request

Who and what I write for.

Hunter x Hunter- Hisoka, Feitan, Chrollo, Illumi

Black Butler- Sebastian, Undertaker

Slashers- Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Hannibal Lecter, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair

Attack on Titan- Levi, Hange, Armin

How to request

•Which character? Ex: Thomas Hewitt

•Some sort of description of how it should go. It doesn't need to be detailed but I'd like to know what it is I should be writing.

•Female or gender neutral reader only

•I write Headcanons, Imagines, Preferences, and One-shots.

•You can click [here] to go straight to my ask box.

°I will write smut headcanons but I will not write smutty one-shots.

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[kurokawaia]

❛ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ❜

: ̗̀➛ REQUEST RULES ::

⋆·˚ ༘ * i have a life outside Tumblr aka. requests might take a while depending on motivation. ༊*·˚

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 'I want you to write...', it can come of rude and demanding and I won't nessecarily fuffil your request, I might write your request but there is a high chance I won't. Come of NICE when you request, e.g, 'I was wondering if you could right,' 'could you please write,' etc ༊*·˚

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 for fem!reader (fabr), in most of the thirsts, drabbles, fics and headcanons i write, the troupe will be dom!character x sub!reader unless stated other wise or requested otherwise. I can write for gn!reader x charcater but not anything nsfw, sorry, i just can't write it right.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 :: if gender is not specified in request, i will assume it's a FEM! instert and will write a FEM! insert

I can also write any male x reader nsfw's but ONLY for Heaven Official's blessing and The grandmaster of demonic cultivation !!sorry if you want male x reader for any other fandom, but this is just the fandoms im comfortable writing this troupe with.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 :: I will rarely write a sub!character x dom!reader unless i like the request itself ༊*·˚

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┈➤ fluff, angst, smut, and dark content.

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐒 ┈➤ cnc, duncon, noncon, being drugged, breeding, baby trapping, daddy kinks, mommy kinks, dd/lg, blood play, weapon play, kidnapping, yandere, coercion/manipulation, god complex, praise, name calling, degradation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cervix fucking, size kink, age gaps, cockwarming, bondage, biting, cucking, threesome, throat training, impact play, oral -> male and female receiving, face sitting, double penetration, anal + more ༊*·˚

𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┈➤ insest, stepcest scat, watersports, vomit, fisting, pedophilia, chastity, drowning, public nudity, gangbangs (no more than a threesome), hypnosis, duct tape mummification, consensual servitude, humiliation, harem boys, prostitution ༊*·˚

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 ┈➤ au's!! (i will not write for a character outside that timeline/setting as in the anime. so please refraining from asking me to write a 'modern au' 'collage au' etc. the only exception is making that au within the anime setting, such as; 'character doing this instead of this', like that is that makes sense?) insesct, stepcest ༊*·˚

all characters are depicted to be 18+ and i will not write smut about a minor where there isn't a canon time skip for them ༊*·˚

: ̗̀➛ REQUEST CHARACTERS ::

⋆·˚ ༘ * Hunter X Hunter :: Kurapika Kurta, Leorio Paradinight, Killua Zoldyck, Gon Freecs, Illumi Zoldyck, Silva Zolcyck, Chrollo Lucilfer, Feitan Portor

⋆·˚ ༘ * Berserk :: Griffith, Guts ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Death Note :: Light Yagami, L Lawliet (L), Miheal Kheel (Mello), Mail Jeevas (Matt), Nate Rivers (Near)

⋆·˚ ༘ * Bungo Stray Dogs :: Dazai Osamu, Atsushi Nakajima, Kunikida Doppo, Edogawa Ranpo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Nakahara Chuuya, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Dostovesky Fyodor ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Sk8 The Infinity :: Kojiro Nanjo, Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Kaoru Sakurayashiki, Miya Chinen ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Bleach :: Ichigo Kurosaki, Issin Kurosaki, Jushiro Ukitake, Zaraki Kenpachi, Kuchiki Byakuya, Ichimaru Gin, Urahara Kisuke, Abarai Renji, Shinji Hirako, Kyoraku Shunsui, Aizen Sosuke, Hitsugaya Toshiro, Yumuchika Ayasegawa, Cifer Ulquiorra, Jaegerjaquez Grimmjow, Ishiha Uryu, Ishida Ryuken, Haschwalth Jugram ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Naruto/Boruto :: Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Shusui, Uzumaki Naruto, Senju Tobirama, Hatake Kakashi, Hyuga Neji, Nara Shikamaru, Jiraya, Otsitsuki Indra, Otsitsuki Ashura, Otsitsuki Momoshiki, Otsitsuki Toneri ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Demon Slayer :: Demon slayers; Kamado Tanjiro, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tokitō Muichirō, Rengoku Kyōjurō, Tomioka Giyū, Uzui Tengen, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Iguro Obanai, Himejima Gyōmei, Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Demons; Kibutsuji Muzan, Kokushibō | Michikatsu Tsugikuni, Douma, Akaza ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Wind Breaker :: Haruka Sakura, Suo Hayato, Togame Jou, Kaji Ren ༊*·˚

⋆·˚ ༘ * Tokyo Revengers :: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Sanzu, Wakasa, Izana, Ran, Rindou, Kokonoi ༊*·˚

Hunter x Hunter - caught up with the manga and watched the anime

Berserk - completed the 1997 anime, completed the movies and the 2016 seasons, currently reading the manga (up to chapter 260)

Death Note - completed the anime and read the manga

Bungo Stray Dogs - watched the anime and caught up with the manga

Sk8: The Infinity - completed the anime

Bleach - caught up the anime, HAVEN'T read the manga past the newest season

Naruto/ Naruto Shippuden - completed the anime, completed the manga, completed all the movies

Boruto - Completed the Manga (haven't watched the anime) ╰┈➤ Boruto | Blue Vortex - caught up with the manga

Demon Slayer - Caught up with the anime, haven't read the manga past the newest season

Wind Breaker - Caught up with the anime, HAVEN'T read the manga past the new season

Mo Dao Zu Shi - caught up with the Anime, completed the novels

Tian Guan Ci Fu - caught up with the anime, caught up with the Manhua, HAVEN'T read the novels

[yoyomomiko]

★OLD, IGNORE ୨୧

Hello!!!

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INTRODUCTION!!

This is my first post, and i'd like to do a quick introduction before i tell you guys what i write about!!

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You guys can call me Miko (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

English is not my first language so i'm sorry if i mix words up...

My favourite color is PINK!!

My favourite animals are bears idk why they're just so pretty😍

I'm weird sorry :(

- I only write reader inserts, and only FEM reader, so i'm sorry :((

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Fandoms i'll write for:

• Ramshackle

• Demon Slayer

• Hunter x Hunter

• South Park

• Komi can't communicate

• Diary of a wimpy kid

Characters i'll write for:

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- RAMSHACKLE:

Stone

Skipp

Vinnie

- DEMON SLAYER:

Tomioka Giyuu

Iguro Obanai

Shinazugawa Sanemi

Kocho Shinobu

Kanroji Mitsuri

Tokito Muichiro

Kamado Tanjiro

Kamado Nezuko

Agatsuma Zenitsu

Hashibira Inosuke

Shinazugawa Genya

- HUNTER X HUNTER:

Gon Freecs

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika Kurta

Feitan Portor

- SOUTH PARK:

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCormick

Craig Tucker

Tweek Tweak

Clyde Donovan

Bebe Stevens

Wendy Testaburger

- KOMI CAN'T COMMUNICATE:

Komi Shousuke

- DIARY OF A WIMPY KID:

Rodrick Heffley

What i WILL write:

★ Female reader

★ Suggestive, not too smutty!!

★ Character x Female Reader

★ No platonic fics!

★ Scenarios, headcanons, oneshots, etc!!

What i WILL NOT write:

★ No incest. (get help)

★ Child x Adult. (eww??)

★ No rape. (get help)

★ No male or gn readers sorry!! :((

★ No SH, angst, insecurities, anything about depression i'm sooo sorry :(

★ No SA (not even if it's happened before to reader... I'm sorry, i'm not comfortable!)

★ No Character x Character!!

★ No more smut i'm sorry (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)

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Few more stuff!!++

- SLOW WRITER :))

- Please be specific with your request!!

- Again, sorry for any grammar mistakes throughout all my posts :(((

I HAVE SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO SAY, BUCKLE UPPPP

So i have written a smut fic... And i've decided that will be the first and last smut fic for a LONG TIME.

(I'm ashamed for writing that)

So i won't write anymore smut from now on, although i will still keep the fic up.

[bwabys-scenarios]

Feitan Fics

Oneshots

being Feitan’s cute chubby!wife

Sweethearts Feitan x Chubby!Reader

Sweet Thing Feitan x Chubby!Reader(NSFW)

Halloween with the spiders

Yandere!Feitan could never hurt you

Perfect Feitan x Chubby!Reader

Headcanons

feitan tries to make you moan(NSFW)

hxh men that prefer a chubby!wife pt1

feitan icks pt1

feitan icks pt2

feitan HCs SFW/NSFW

feitan takes chubby!reader shopping

who in HXH has a breeding kink

Feitan NSFW Alphabet

Dating the entire phantom troupe HCs

Yandere HXH react to you panicking during intimacy

HXH men when shopping for undies with you

Series

Reunited

[kurokawaia]

hmm, in celebration of hunter x hunter returning, can I have some soft feitan smut? female afab reader one shot :3 thank you

ooo yes ill try my best with writing this :3