#hiei x reader fluff

[anime-fan-05]

love your writing. youre awesome. you don't have to but if if you could could you make yuyu hakusho characters x reader who's into cute dresses, make up, skin and haircare routines, stuffed animals collections and girly things. would they be accepting of her, find her annoying, join her or what do you think? plz

Yu Yu Hakusho ~With a very feminine reader~

Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Thank you very much for the compliment! I personally didn't know which characters you meant exactly, so I created the headcanon with the main 4 and Koenma. If you also want someone else, write to me privately and I'll include them.

U. Yusuke

He thinks you're very adorable, but he'll never join you in hair and skin care

However, he really enjoys putting on your makeup, even if he often messes up your face

When you come back from the hairdresser with your hair cut or from the beautician with your nails done, he's always playing dumb that doesn't notice anything; however, after seeing you were offended, he compliments you ("I noticed it, (Y/N). You look great.")

Whenever he can, he buys you cute stuffed animals or accessories, such as necklaces and bracelets or rubber bands and hair clips

He also gives you nice clothes if he can buy them for you, and, if you wear them, he'll blush deeply and turn his head away so you can't see his huge blush

K. Kazuma

He's probably the person who accepts you the most

Are you wearing a nice outfit? "You're so cute, (Y/N)!" Have you groomed or cut your hair? "You look great, darling!" Did you wear makeup? "You're so gorgeous! You look great without makeup, but you're beautiful even like that!"

He goes to the game room a lot of times to win stuffed animals for you; when he wins nothing, he sulks all day ("Sorry, I won nothing..." "Kazuma, you don't have to give me a stuffed animal a day, don't worry!")

You two often do skin care together, but don't tell Yusuke this or he'll make fun of Kazuma for life

To give you gifts, he often asks Keiko for advice, as he considers his sister to be one of the least feminine women in existence (Shizuru always gets angry when he points this out to her)

Kurama

He finds it very cute you always get dressed up, but he often tells you you're beautiful, even without accessories or luxurious clothes

He always, always notices when you do something different to your hair, nails or face ("Have you done anything to your hair/nails/face? You're very beautiful, (Y/N).")

Probably, you two do hair care together: you're the only person wh's allowed to care for his hair

When you wear cute clothes, he blushes slightly and looks at you affectionately and meanwhile Youko stirs inside him

He sometimes lets you find cute stuffed animals or accessories on your bed, and then he pretends he didn't put them there ("That? No, I didn't give it to you.")

Hiei

He doesn't understand you: he can't understand why you care yourself so much, and he refuses to join you if you ask him this

Despite this, one day, after seeing his sister getting her hair done by Kazuma (Hiei wanted to kill him), he decided he would do the same to you: so, he combs your hair every morning

For a while, he never gave you accessories or stuffed animals, since he thought they were useless; however, everything changed when, one day, he gave you a hair clip he had found during a mission, and he saw your happiness born from that small gesture

"I found it lying around and I thought only a person like you could wear that horror."

This is what he says every time he gives you something to wear, but it's clear he does it because he loves seeing you smile and seeing you with what he steals buys

Koenma

Like Kazuma, he also compliments you when you change your appearance, changing your hairstyle or wearing different and nice clothes every time

You two do skin treatment together: he always claims your hands have the power to make his skin soft ("Only (Y/N) can touch my face! Only she has magic hands!")

He gives you everything you want: have you seen a nice hairpin? You'll find it in your room. Have you expressed your desire for a dress? It'll be yours immediately

He forces his subordinates to have their hair or make-up done whenever you want poor Jorge

When he can (once a day), he gives you a stuffed animal

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[justsomerandomfanfic]

On The Ice - Hiei X Female Reader

Title: On The Ice

Hiei X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Kurama, Kuwabara, Yusuke, Botan, Keiko, Reader's parents (Mentioned), Announcer, and Reader's coach (Mentioned)

WC: 3,549

Warnings: Mentions of 'mates' briefly, italics, Hiei being himself, ice skater Reader, professional ice skating, very brief mentions of scars, Reader wears leotard with skirt, an attempt at describing a skating routine, crying (not bad), teasing, banter, mini angst, and fluff

You were nervous. Your competition was tomorrow and not only were you nervous about competing, but also because you really wanted your boyfriend to come. 

Well, Hiei didn't really enjoy the term “boyfriend”, it was too human to him. On the very rare occasion that he did refer to you, if it wasn’t just your name, he would call you his “mate.” And everytime he did so, it always made your cheeks flush. For some reason the term “mate” seemed more permanent than “boyfriend” did. 

And it kind of was, from what Kurama had explained. Like birds, demons kept the same mate for life. The thought still made your heart race, that Hiei - aloof, cynical, and “I hate humans” Hiei - was your mate. He chose you. A human. You. You were his, and he was yours. And that fact always made you smile. 

So, why were you so nervous to ask your one-of-a-kind demon boyfriend-mate to come to your competition? Well, again, very simple really. Even though he was dating you - “courting” for him - he still hated most, if not all, human-related things. 

And you concluded that he just might say ‘no’ to going to your competition. It was a possibility. On top of that, you were competing in front of a lot of people, and, again, Hiei hated people. Like yourself, he disliked crowded places. More so humans in those crowded places for him. So, it was only natural for you to assume that Hiei would not want to go. He hadn’t ever come before, so…

You were an ice skater. You have skated since you were very little. Your parents actually ran an ice rink when you were a kid, up until you were a senior in high school. It was something you were born in, grew up in, and loved tremendously. As cliche as it sounded, it was your life. 

You skated at any time you could, when you weren't eating, sleeping, doing anything, you were at the rink. You practiced and practiced until your parents signed you up for competitions. And dare say, you were good. Really good. You won multiple times, earning medals and trophies that littered your shelf growing up. 

But this competition was different, you could just feel it in your bones. And you really wanted him to come see you and watch you skate along the ice. It might have been wishful or hopeful thinking but you wished and hoped that Hiei would be proud of you, maybe compliment you. But Hiei was Hiei. And over the years of knowing him, befriending him, loving him, you knew that was not entirely in his character to do so. And you didn't mind. No, not one bit. You loved Hiei so much. Him just being there, would make your whole week, maybe even month. Oh, who were you kidding? It’d make your whole year.

But, there was one other problem. You hadn't seen Hiei in about a week. Well, seven days, ten hours, fifteen minutes, and three seconds, but who was really counting? It was lonely without him around. It was so quiet. Well, it was almost always quiet, but more so. Yeah, Yusuke, Kurama, Kuwabara, Keiko, and mostly Botan would visit occasionally, but it was like there was this gaping hole when Hiei was away. He took your heart with him.

You didn't mind, he was doing his job. Protecting people by guarding the border. But you missed him. A lot. You just wanted to hold him, run your fingers through his surprisingly soft hair, and just be close to him. It scared you sometimes how much you loved him. 

The scar on your arm reminded you of that. You shouldn’t have tried to protect him from a demon’s claws when he could take care of himself. But that was a story for another day…

Turning the key into the lock, you opened your door before tossing the keys on the kitchen counter. Toeing off your shoes, you started humming a song that was on the radio, work was a bit rough so you had planned to take a shower before making something quick to eat and going to bed. 

“You're late.” 

You snapped your head up, eyes widening before your frown turned into a smile instantly. Hiei sat on your windowsill seat, staring out at the world, as he usually did. He didn't bother to turn his head to look at you. “You're home.” You quickly walked over, half of you overjoyed in seeing him, your heart racing and a feeling of giddiness filling you, the other half hoping your mind just wasn't playing games. 

Hiei finally looked at you as you sat down on the windowsill seat in front of him, his crimson eyes staring at you with disinterest, slight irritation - probably at how bit and bright your smile was - and a little something that you registered as deep affection throughout your relationship. 

After a moment, he ‘tch’ed, before staring back out at the window. He didn't say anything more, so you reached out, your hand laying on top of his. Yes, he was real, he was there. He didn't bother to turn his head.

You scooted a smidge closer, your smile softening at your stared at the side of his face, which was illuminated beautifully by the setting sun. Handsome, beautiful, gorgeous, pretty - you wished that you could tell him more, and you did, but his reply was always the same. A little ‘tch’. Nonetheless, you never missed the faint pink of his cheeks afterwards. 

“Stop staring, idiot.” Hiei muttered, irritated, as always. 

“I can't, it is simply impossible.” You muttered right back, almost dreamily as you tilted your head. “You are far too pretty.” He scoffed at your words, the ‘tch’ leaving his lips as his frown deepened. Called it. You glanced down at your hand on his, your thumb brushing along his knuckles, “How was patrol?” 

“Uneventful.” He answered, before his eyes finally landed on you once more, “You were late.” He repeated, making you nod slightly. You wondered how long he had been sitting there, waiting for you.

“Yeah, my boss wanted me to stay later for some extra paperwork. I'm sorry.” You muttered, raising your knees up to your chest, mimicking him. “I wasn't expecting you to be home. You're usually gone for… For much longer.” You spoke, your words trialing off slightly, unable to hide much of your sadness or disappointment. 

Again, he stared, for a bit longer before he answered, “It is foolish of you to assume that I wouldn't return.” 

You nodded, biting your bottom lip. His words were reassuring, even when he said them with such annoyance. You knew what he truly meant. He would always come back to you. 

“I'm very happy you're home, Hiei.” You looked back at your joined hands, “I was hoping to see you before tomorrow. I was- I was wanting to ask you something. A favor of sorts.” You dared to look up at him, only to see his usual expression with hints of curiosity swirling in his eyes.

“What is it?” He finally asked, and you grinned nervously. 

“Well, I was wondering if you would come to my competition tomorrow.” You managed to say, unable to look at him as you continued, “You know I skate, and I have a competition tomorrow afternoon at the center and I was hoping you'd be there…” You trailed off, the longer he stayed silent, the more nervous you became. “You don't have to cheer me on or anything. Just, you know, you being there would be amazing.” 

“Hn.” He hummed shortly, and you looked up, meeting his gaze once more.

“You don't have to go if you don't want to.” You began to panic, “I mean, I'll understand if you might be busy. Being a demon and all, demon-business, but I just thought I'd ask, uh…” Again, you trailed off, and Hiei stayed quiet, and you continued. “I'll, uh, make sure my booth is open for you if you do decide to come. There’s also the bleachers, but I doubt you’d want to be quashed beside our friends. No pressure.” You reluctantly slipped your hand from his, already missing his warmth as you stood, clearing your throat. "And I know I’ve already said this, but I’m happy you’re home, Hei." You said softly, giving him a smile, “It’s insane how quiet it is without you-” You turned to head to the kitchen, but before you could take a single step, a hand caught yours, stopping you in your tracks.  

You barely had time to process the motion before Hiei tugged you toward him. His free hand cupped the back of your neck, and his lips captured yours. It was quick - brief, even - but the passion behind it was undeniable. When he finally pulled away, you were left standing there, breathless, your heart pounding, threatening to leap from your chest. 

Hiei's gaze lingered on you for a moment, his expression unreadable, though a faint flush dusted his cheeks. He let go of your hand, his usual composure slipping back into place. Still dazed, a slow, radiant smile spread across your lips. “I missed you too.” You said, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his warm cheek before you quickly turned and walked back toward the kitchen, the warmth from the kiss still lingering on your lips as you tried to focus on dinner.  

Behind you, Hiei sat rooted in place, his gaze following you, a low, nearly imperceptible sigh leaving him before he turned to look back out the window.

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The day of your competition was here. By morning, when you awoke, Hiei was gone. However, his space in bed was still warm from where he laid. You bit back the disappointment, and only hoped that he would come watch you skate. If he did come, it would be his first time seeing you skate, as said before. And the mere thought of that fact not only made you excited but also made you all the more nervous if you messed up on your routine. 

The day went on like any other, with the addition of getting ready for the competition. Before you knew it, you had fed yourself, got ready, dressed, and were ready to leave. The center where the competition was going to be held was a thirty minute or so drive away, so it wasn't too bad. But once you arrived, and greeted your manager, who was also your mother’s best friend, who also managed a couple of skaters that had been in the Olympics, you made your way to the changing rooms. 

Your outfit was perfect. 

The dress was a stunning dark red that faded smoothly into black, creating a dramatic ombré effect. One sleeve extended gracefully down one arm while the other was sheer, emphasizing the asymmetrical design. Sparkling rhinestones decorated the high neckline and chest, sparkling with every turn. The fitted bodice highlighted your body, and the skirt was adorned with a tapered fringe. 

It didn't surprise you that the moment you saw it, it reminded you of Hiei. The dark red of his eyes, and the black of his hair and usual attire. You really hoped he'd see you in it. 

Sitting in your booth with your manager, your leg shook from anticipation. You watched each dancer skate, waiting for your turn. You surveyed the stands, your nervous smile widening as you spotted your friends. They were all wearing matching shirts of your face, funnily enough. And once Botan noticed you, she smiled brightly, waving, and soon enough all of them were waving. You chuckled, waving right back. Happy to have them there to support you. However, you noticed Hiei was not with them. You would let that damper your performance though. Soon enough, it was going to be your turn. 

“Next up on the ice is Y/N L/N.” The announcer spoke as you skated out onto the ice, making a few circles as you took deep breaths and steadied yourself on the ice. 

“Wooo! Yeah! Go, Y/N!” Yusuke yelled out from the stands.

“Yeah, you can do it!” Botan cheered, as Keiko cheered beside her. 

Kuwabara yelled out his own cheer, cupping his hands around his mouth with Kurama clapping beside him. 

“L/N has won many awards over the years, and has been named the best skater of her year, three years in a row! So, let's see if she can win another award tonight.”

You slid into your starting position, shutting your eyes. You tried to think about the ice against the blades of your skates, the soft chill in the air as you let out your deep breath as your song started.

Slowly, your hands rose, tracing the line of your neck before gently brushing against your cheek. You tilted your head upward, arms swirling gracefully toward the sky, each movement in sync with the soft, beginning melody of the violin. 

Pushing off with smooth precision, you began to glide, each motion effortless. The sound of your skates cutting through the ice was the only thing that filled your ears as you lost yourself in the rhythm. The weight of your worries melted away with each powerful stroke, leaving you feeling light and free.

Each step, each turn, was instinctive. You spun lightly into a layback, your arms held high above you. You perfectly arched your back as you held the position, spinning in multiple tight, fast circles. As the violins and electric guitar grew in intensity, you picked up speed, the world around you blurring as you slid effortlessly across the ice.

You smoothly transitioned into a one-handed cartwheel, your hand brushing the ice before you landed effortlessly. The crowd cheered as you quickly flowed into a triple toe loop, followed by a series of spins and axles. With each move, you executed the tricks you had perfected over the years, your movements fluid and precise.

It was obvious to everyone that you were born to skate.

And from the center’s rink entrance, a dark figure watched. Unbeknownst to you and others.

As the song came to an end, you slipped into a scratch spin, spinning before slowly to a stop gracefully, your hands rising into the sky. Your chest heaving as you breathed heavily as the crowds cheered, their applause echoing throughout. You couldn't stop the smile on your face as you did a little spin and bowed. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, Y/N L/N! With the high-score of-” The announcer spoke over the speakers as you bowed once more, eyes catching your friends as you waved, slowly gliding off the ice.

Letting out a happy sigh, you left the rink, making your way to your booth when you saw a flicker of something in your peripheral vision. You paused, turning your head, and that's when you saw him. 

Standing off to the side, Hiei stared at you, his hands in his pockets. You didn't waste anymore time, running over to him and crashing into his arms; of course, he didn't budge, but his hands did leave his pockets to wrap around you, steadying you. 

Pulling back slightly, you felt tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. “Hiei,” You said softly, “You came.” 

“Tch,” He scoffed, glancing away from you, acting all disinterested, meanwhile his grip around you tightened.

You smiled at the sound, "I wasn't sure you'd make it," You whispered, still holding onto him tightly.

"Don't get too sentimental," He spoke in the same tone, looking back at you. You smiled softly, squeezing him tighter as you pulled him in for another hug. "You did well," He added, though his tone was far from enthusiastic. “It was… Breathtaking.”

Your smile softened at the rare compliment, and you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your cheek. “Thank you…” You whispered.

Hiei wouldn’t admit it out loud, but as he stood there with you, he couldn’t help but think about the way you moved across the ice - graceful, yet powerful. Maybe you weren’t all that weak. You moved like silk. He had watched every twist, every jump, every flawless motion, and though he’d never say it, he was proud.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sniffle. He turned his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as he looked down at you, your head still nestled against his neck. "Why are you crying?" He asked, his tone almost demanding an explanation.

You looked up, blinking back the tears, and smiled. "I'm just really happy," You murmured, your cheeks flushing as you looked away bashfully.

Hiei’s gaze softened just slightly as he reached out, his hand gently lifting your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. “Hn." He tilted his head, studying you for a brief moment before his lips curled into a small, almost amused smirk. "Pathetic."

Before you could respond, Hiei’s lips pressed against yours. The kiss was sharp at first, unexpected and demanding, as if he was trying to convey everything he refused to say in words. His hand, still holding your chin, tilted your face as he deepened the kiss, pulling you closer. You simply melted into the kiss, your hands slipping into his hair at the nape of his neck. 

When he pulled away, just enough to let your lips part, his eyes stared into yours, searching once more. You blinked at him, pleasantly surprised before you began to giggle, biting your bottom lip to keep most of the giggles in. “You're such a softie.” You giggled out, a hand leaving his hair to cover your mouth as Hiei rolled his eyes.

“You’re lucky I’m even doing this,” He didn't back away, though. He stayed close, his breath still warm against your skin.

“I am.” You muttered, your giggling subsiding as you gazed at him, admiring, heart full. “I'm very lucky.”

Understanding the hidden meaning behind your words, Hiei looked away, cheeks once more turning a faint shade of pink. He thought he was lucky too.

"Y/N! Didn't you hear?" Keiko exclaimed, her voice full of excitement as she sprinted over to you and Hiei.

Reluctantly, you pulled away from Hiei, feeling the warmth of his presence slip away as he stuffed one of his hands back into his pockets, the other around your waist, casting his eyes to the side. Reverting back to being all stoic.

Your eyebrows furrowed, "What? What happened, Keiko?"

Keiko grabbed one of your hands, and Botan quickly took the other. Their grins were so wide, you thought they might burst. Botan was practically bouncing on her heels, her excitement impossible to contain. "You won!" She squealed, her voice high-pitched with joy.

Your eyes widened in disbelief. "What? I- I won?" You asked, your voice tinged with shock. Both girls nodded vigorously, their smiles growing even larger, if that was even possible.

"You were amazing out there!" Botan added, nearly bouncing off the ground. "I could hardly believe my eyes! You nailed every move!"

Still processing, you felt a burst of joy and disbelief fill you. "I... I won," You repeated, a stunned smile creeping onto your face.

Hiei watched the scene quietly, his expression unreadable. You glanced at him, and for a fleeting moment, his lips twitched - just barely, but it was enough to see.

Kuwabara threw his hands up in the air, “I knew you had it in you!” His boisterous voice was loud as he patted you on the back with a bit too much enthusiasm, nearly knocking the wind out of you. “You were amazing!”

Kurama, ever the calm one, smiled warmly at you. "You truly showed your skill, Y/N," He said softly, "It was beautiful to watch."

Yusuke, standing off to the side, couldn’t help but smirk at the whole situation. His eyes flickered to Hiei, “Well, well, Hiei… Wasn’t she just amazing out there?” His voice dripped with mock sweetness, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Bet you’re just bursting with pride, huh?”

Hiei’s eyes narrowed, shooting Yusuke a sharp glare; his grip around your waist tightening ever-so-slightly. “Tch. Don’t be ridiculous,” He muttered, clearly trying to brush off the comment.

Yusuke snorted, clearly entertained by Hiei's irritation. Kuwabara joined in, laughing loudly. “Haha! Yeah, Hiei, admit it, you were watching every second of it! You can’t tell me you weren’t impressed!”

Hiei scoffed, gently squeezing you where his hand rested as a ‘goodbye’ before walking off, without another word. You rolled your eyes, amused by their usual antics, but couldn't help but smile as you watched him walk away.

Turning your attention back to Yusuke, he gave you an easy grin. "Shouldn’t you go grab your award?”

A sudden realization hit you, and you gasped, “Oh! My award! The scholarship!” Your eyes widen with shock. Before anyone could respond, you spun around and sprinted off, calling over your shoulder, “I’ll be right back!”

Yusuke chuckled, his voice trailing behind you. "Don’t trip, okay!?" He shouted after you.

Hiei glanced back in your direction for a split second, his gaze softening as he watched you run around the corner, before he turned away and continued walking, his lips curling up into the smallest of grins.

~~~

Main Masterlist | Yu Yu Hakusho

[hottiehiei]

- Slow burn romance with Hiei

For a very long time, Hiei desperately tries to convince himself that he isn’t falling.

gender neutral. sfw. fluff. headcanons.

PART 2

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𓆩⟡𓆪 Upon first meeting, Hiei barely pays you any attention. He's not the kind of guy who's charmed by looks, and the fact that you're human doesn't make him any fonder. Similar to when he met Yusuke and the others, it takes him time to warm up. He's moved by personality and character.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Once you pique his interest, he studies every detail about you. Your scent, your energy, the sound of your voice—everything. With just a glance, he can spot a small change in your appearance, such as a new accessory or a shift in your mood. He doesn't comment on these things; he simply keeps them tucked away in his mind. It's like he's building a little portfolio in his head. All while denying the fact that he’s interested in you.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Hiei tries to build up a mental wall every time you appear in his thoughts, but it’s useless. The mere mention of your name makes his ears perk up like a dog! One minute, he wants nothing to do with you, and the next, he’s waiting for the moment he can see you again.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Internally, Hiei is conflicted. He thinks romantic feelings are a silly human experience. But as time goes on, he can’t stay in denial for much longer. The dilemma is bothersome, yet he thinks about you frequently.

𓆩⟡𓆪 As he struggles to control his emotions, you’ll never know how he truly feels. It’s almost impossible to catch him looking in your direction. He’s a master at observation. As soon as you try to catch his gaze, he’s staring off in the distance, as if you aren’t even there.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Despite his silent yearning, Hiei will avoid you. If you try to start a conversation with him, he keeps it short and simple. It’s difficult to create a bond, especially when he won't even look at you. However, you don’t get the impression that he wants to push you away. He’s a man of few words but his body language reveals enough. Sometimes he may stand beside you, a little closer than usual, and your arms brush. As subtle as it may be, it’s electrifying.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Even though Hiei is unsure of his relationship with you, he takes pride in the possibility that you like him too. Facing his feelings would be a lot easier if you shared them. Whenever he noticed your eyes admiring him from afar, the tiniest smirk would curl on his lips. Feeding his ego is the best way to break his shell. One time you laughed at his witty insult towards Kuwabara and he was so freaking smug about it.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Eventually, he’ll start to initiate small talk, usually when there are fewer people around. He takes the time to reassure you about upcoming fights or advise you to stay cautious.

𓆩⟡𓆪 If you have the capability to defend yourself, he worries less, but if you’re an ordinary human, Hiei instinctively keeps you safe. For instance, if there’s a huge explosion that sends rocks flying everywhere, he quickly lifts you out of harm's way. Thanks to his speed, no one notices, but the two of you are left flustered afterward.

𓆩⟡𓆪 As feelings continue to build, it's hard for Hiei to maintain his indifference. When someone else openly flirts with you, he can only stand quietly while they make their move. It’s not his place to intervene. If he were to do something brash, he risks exposing himself. Hiei is practically boiling on the inside. If you were taken away from him, he’d lose his shit.

𓆩⟡𓆪 For the most part, things stay the same (like for months). Hiei stubbornly refuses to confess. He may have accepted his human-like desires, but that doesn't mean he's ready to take the next step. Dating is too foreign and unfamiliar. Plus, you'd be put at risk if word got out that he cared for you.

𓆩⟡𓆪 But maybe you find yourself in danger, or Hiei is putting his life on the line during a fight. Emotions will be high, and the idea of losing each other is enough to bring out the truth. Possibly?

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extra:

Kurama knew Hiei liked you before Hiei even knew he liked you!

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I absolutely love your fics. Can you please do be mine with Hiei x Reader? I appreciate it.

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“Smile!”

“No.”

“Why?” You pouted at Hiei, putting on your best puppy eyes.

“Cause I don’t smile when I’m told to.” He gruffed back, immune. You leaned in, refusing to let him look away. “Try all you want, it’s not gonna work.”

“Come on, please? Just one? For me?” You pleaded, your pout intensifying when he merely raised an eyebrow. “What if I smile with you? We can do it together!”

“You’re always smiling.”

“Cause you make me smile.” That got a small reaction- his eyes widened some before he returned to his usual stoic frown. “Oh, I saw something there!”

“Yeah, a hallucination.”

“Oh that is IT! Come here!” Faster than he expected, you tackled Hiei into the ground, grabbing his sides and kneading rapidly. “I’ll get you smiling! Take this!”

“Hmmph!” Hiei made a gruntled noise before clamming his mouth shut, grabbing at your hands. He wasn’t fighting that hard though, you noticed with glee. “(Y/N), h-hang on!”

“What’s wrong? Does it tickle? Is the great Hiei ticklish?” You cooed, watching his cheeks begin to pinken from exertion. “Let it out- you know you want to laugh.”

“Hmm-hmhmhmhmhph!” Muffled giggles could be heard the further back you moved along his ribs, scritching along his spine. Eventually, the dam broke- leaving the small demon giggling like a child. “Shihiihihihiiht!”

“Gotcha!” You cheered, drinking in his smiling cheeks as Hiei laughed and squirmed beneath you, feet kicking and dragging in the dirt as he failed to curl up. “Look at that- you’re smiling so much! How cute!”

“Shuuhuuht yooyohoohhur mohoohohuth, huhuhuhuman!” Hiei cried, cheeks hot and eyes squeezed shut with mirth. “Iihihihihll gehhehehehet yoohohoohou bahahhhack!”

“I bet you will.” You teased, keeping one hand on that terrible spot along the back of his ribs while your other hand squeezed along his upper ribs, making him howl. “For now though- it’s my turn!”

[crusty-chronicles]

🎪Crusty's Masterlist of Madness🎪

A Masterlist of all my current works so things are easier to find. An 🔞 marker for any smut fics. Everything else is just fluff.

RULES FOR REQUESTING- please check this out before requesting. Thank you 😘

Airheaded S/O Headcannons: Just a bunch of head cannons of characters (mostly anime) who I feel would thrive with a very stupid, yet incredibly strong S/O

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*old* The Guide To An Idiot's Heart: A Viktor x airheaded s/o fic.

Hunter x Hunter

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🔞Smut Week: Smut oneshots everyday for a full week

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Multi chapter fics

Moon and Sun:(Platonic) Older reader goes soft after unexpectedly looking out for two boys. Whether it be troubled past or mutant ants, their promise to protect will never waiver.

🔞Forgiveness and Acceptance:

It's been a little over a year since the Chimera Ant Incident. A year since you'd made that fateful decision to run away during the fight with Pitou, leaving Kite behind in the process. A year of trying to cope with the aftermath. Blaming yourself for his death and subsequent resurrection, coming back as the very creature that had ended his life. Trying to navigate through your relationship with guilt weighing heavy on your shoulders. So much so that you'd do just about anything for him. Kite however, doesn't view your relationship through the same negative light you do.(Confirmed sequel to Moon and Sun.)

🔞Sandwiched Between:Getting a little too drunk, you and your friends start getting frisky. Unfortunately for you, you're sandwiched between a man who wants to ruin you and another who treats you like glass. PART 1 2

🔞Love Me Like I'm Your Last: A quickie with Kite leads to more than you expected. PART 1 2 3 4

One shots/Headcannons/Drabbles

🔞Med School Won't Pay for Itself: In which Leorio seeks a different means to make money for med school

Why MaS Reader Doesn't Get Along With Kurapika

🔞Kite with an S/O on Their Period

Kite As A Dad

Kurapika with a Phantom Troupe Hating S/O

HxH Men Throwing Down with their S/O's Plushies

Kurapika With An S/O Who Hunts Down Their Family

Kite and his S/O Get Into an Argument

Self-Doubts: It's a mystery how someone like you could have a partner who was seemingly perfect. It made you wonder just what exactly he saw in you. Though maybe you weren't the only one with these doubts.(Kite x Reader)

Touch: In which cuddling with Ging takes a soft turn

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Yu Yu Hakusho

Multi chapter fics

Not so Bad: The gang find a small, frazzled reader after being sent to stop a demon trafficking ring. Upon arriving to the location, they quickly realized everyone was dead, everyone except you. Reader is taken in and becomes attached to a particular demon with three eyes. PART 1 2

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One shots/Headcannons/Drabbles

Just Friends: In which our favorite fox realizes something while you tend to his wounds

Hiei Courting Headcannons: How our favorite three eyes demon courts Reader

Stubborn: In which our two favorite demons tend to and scold Reader for being careless during a fight.

Hands Off: What happens when someone tries to woo Hiei's very stupid S/O. What happens when they move in to kiss. Absolute madness is what.

Hiei with a Tall S/O

Reactions to Reader Being Hit On and Going to Them for Protection

Yu Yu Hakusho Men Receiving Flowers

Revelations: It's no secret Kurama's soft on you. But when his demon form finally sees the light after hundreds of years, the fact only further cements itself.

Jin With A Human Bookworm S/O

Hiei Bringing His Airheaded S/O To Demon World

Kurama With An S/O Who Loves Plants

Yu Yu Hakusho Men Reacting To Their S/O Singing

Hiei and Kurma Seeing Their S/O at the Dark Tournament

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[the-masked-ram]

CW: mild angst mostly comfort fluff

A/N: writing this on my phone so have to put title in the stupid post...

Digging His Grave- hiei x reader

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Hiei didn't think it was possible to feel so vulnerable. To feel like maybe he will die without the threat of fist in his face or a sword at his throat. But you always surprise him.

You take from him, pieces he never agreed to give, and you never return them. Instead, they stay in your soft, human hands, and soon enough, he feels like he's crumbling. Like those fingers of yours are digging his grave right before his eyes. Like with just the right brush of your skin against his, he will fall backward into the hole waiting to swallow him up.

He is an arrogant man, and could give any demon's ego a run for the money. But with you standing in front of him, holding those pieces of his soul, of his heart, he is certain he is humbled. A weak, pathetic mortal is the one who will be his undoing. Because he knows when he loses you, and he is certain he will one day, he will eagerly chase his own death for the first time in his life.

His arms find your waist in the dark of the night and allows himself to relax, surrounded by your familiar scent. For now, despite how tenuous your life is, he will let himself love you in the only way he knows how.

[not-your-fucking-kacchan]

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 '𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬'

Hey guys!

This is just a short post of the next ten or so fics requests from my inbox that are being released in the oncoming few days.

When these have all been released, I will release another post like this detailing the next ten fics after that, since each post has a ten picture limit.

I hope you're looking forward to my posts as much as I'm looking forward to writing them!

On average, I should be posting at least one of these per day, however there may be exceptions to this, where I might be too busy or tired.

These will be posted alongside my kinktober fics. All fics (including kinktober) will be updated to their respective anime masterlists :)

Have a great day y'all <3

[captainheartcollector]

Hello everyone! I rarely write, but after rewatching Yu Yu Hakusho recently, I made a little Hiei x reader scenario. I apologize if he’s too OOC; I’m not very good at character writing—or anything that follows a storyline really. So please don’t judge me too harshly! Also, just so you’re aware, it’s written in first person. Please feel free to imagine your own context! I hope I’ve kept it gender neutral enough and that nothing is too imposing. If it sucks, I’m sorry to disappoint. But if you like it, then I’m glad I could provide you with some entertainment! Thanks for reading!

Hiei x Reader Start!

“I don’t need any of your stupid human sentimentality.”

“I know you don’t…I just—” I just what? “I care about you…”

“You waste your energy; save your emotions for someone who desires them.”

How do I respond to something like that? “Please, Hiei…”

“Stop embarrassing yourself.”

“I’m sorry…” Even during your rebuff, all I want to do is wrap my arms around you, lay my head against your back. It’s obvious you want nothing to do with me. So why is it that I still want you? Why do I still want to comfort you? Is that just my nature? I know you’re simply being honest, but your honesty hurts. I hold back the tears. I didn’t want you to see just how fragile I truly am.

“Don’t be.”

Your words were a little less harsh this time, but you still didn’t turn to face me. Besides, I’m sure they weren’t said with any ounce of understanding but rather admonishment. What more could I do other than clasp my hands together and stare awkwardly at my feet? “I know I’m just a weak, pathetic human in your eyes,” your beautiful, shimmering crimson eyes, “but I can’t help the way I am… Though I guess you can’t help the way you are, either. But I would never want to change you, Hiei. That wouldn’t be fair to you.” Not that anyone was capable of changing you in the first place. Not that anyone should even try.

You said nothing. The only sound was the wind blowing through the trees.

“Well, maybe you don’t need stupid human sentimentality,” I almost agreed that it was indeed stupid, at least in most cases, “but I guess I still do at times…” Did anything I say even matter? I swallowed the heavy lump in my throat. “So…could I at least…give you…a hug? Just one? If not for you, then for me?”

As much as I wanted to reach out to you, to let you know that someone was there for you, whose pain was my pain—then again, maybe your ordeals have never pained you. I suppose it was rather presumptuous of me to assume. As much as I still wanted to shower you with adoration, I knew it was borne of my own selfish desires, too.

At last you swung around to face me. Your expression was stoic as usual, not revealing much. Regardless, I couldn’t help but notice how your eyes glinted in the moonlight. You stared at me for a moment, contemplative.

Finally, you let out a sharp, exasperated sigh as you half-turned, now gazing off into the distance. I awaited your response patiently and impatiently, fully prepared for more rejection. Somehow, I felt both hopeful and hopeless.

“If I say yes…” you paused, glaring at me again with hands buried into the pockets of your cloak. Your voice was low and full of quiet indignation, “will you stop bothering me?”

I grinned meekly. “At least for tonight.”

“Tch… Fine,” you grumbled. “Make it quick.”

I didn’t attempt to contain my smile. I pranced up to you. You wouldn’t look at me, but I could see the annoyance plastered all over your face. I didn’t mind it, though. If anything, I felt special. Despite your blatant contempt for any and all forms of affection, you graciously allowed me this once in a lifetime experience. I don’t know what I might have done to earn such unprecedented generosity, but I gladly accepted it, appreciated it.

Cautiously, I threaded my arms beneath yours, linking my wrists together behind your back. I didn’t squeeze too hard. Slowly, I brought my head to rest against your chest. You were so warm. I didn’t want to let go.

You didn’t reciprocate. That was okay. I didn’t expect you to. “Thank you, Hiei,” I managed softly.

“Foolish human.”

I know.

You granted me a few more seconds before a stern “That’s enough.”

Surprisingly, you didn’t push me away. And though I was reluctant, I respected your boundaries and released you.

“Hn… Not a word of this to anyone.”

“Of course.” To be honest, my heart was still full of melancholy. For I knew you would likely never requite my feelings, if you were even capable of doing so. But I guess that was okay, too. Because no matter what might happen, I’d still be there for you. After all, you awarded me this moment. Why, I’d probably never know. But for now, it was enough.

I spun on my heel. “Want to go now?”

Again, you said nothing and began to walk away. You maintained a steady pace that suggested I was permitted to follow. Another small smile crept across my face as I trailed after you like an obedient puppy, resisting the urge to hold your hand.

We continued like that for a while: enjoying the night air together as we leisurely made our way back to Genkai’s estate in a comfortable silence.

[xxtea-chanxx]

Wasn't I good enough (Yusuke Urameshi x F!Reader) Series

1.) Welcome back

[keulixeutin]

Five Moments During the Dark Tournament

11/18/2022 edit: don’t mind me!  just reformatting.

summary: you and hiei, five moments during the tournament. hiei x gn!reader.

cw: gn!reader, they/them pronouns used.  canon-typical violence, swearing.  cuddling and fluff and hiei playing hard to get, as per usual.

wc: 2,220.

01.

When Hiei saw Yukina in the stand after she yelled out for Kuwabara, he thought that he would very quickly show Botan what the sharp side of his blade felt like.  

When he saw you standing next to Yukina, he rectified that thought — the sword was too merciful for Botan.  She would die by his hands around her throat, slowly and painfully.

Botan seemed to know that her death was imminent, too.  She avoided his gaze guiltily, trying to shrink and hide behind you.  

But no matter — when the match ended and she attempted to run off after Yusuke and Keiko, Hiei cornered her in the dim hall, his eyes glowing an irritated red.

“Oh!  Hiei, it’s you!  How — ah, how grand.”  She laughed uncomfortably, and even when his eyes narrowed in further aggravation, she opted to continue, saying, “ So, um, congratulations on your win!  You guys have some really great momentum right now!”

“Shut up,” he snapped, stepping toward her.  “Why the hell did you bring them here?  Are you that stupid or do you have a death wish?”

At his accusation, she found her voice, arguing back, “Now, listen here, Hiei; that was not, at all, my fault!  I told them they couldn’t come, but they followed me anyways!  And I don’t even know how Yukina got here!”

The vein on his forehead throbbed at the fact that she even thought any of that was a viable excuse.

“Fool, you couldn’t even tell someone was following you?  Are you sure you even deserve the title of Grim Reaper?”

She threw her hands up, exasperated.  “Okay!  Okay, I’m sorry,” she said.  “But they’re here now and making me feel bad isn’t going to change that!  They just wanted to come support everyone; is that such a crime?  You should’ve heard the way [Name] was asking about you.”  At that, Botan immediately grinned, clasping her hands together excitedly as if she wasn’t a foot away from him wrestling with the desire to impale her on his sword.  “It was very cute, actually.  Me and Keiko —”

He scowled.  “Shut up.  I don’t care.”

Botan wouldn’t understand.  Even if her feeble brain had half the capacity needed to, she still wouldn’t be able smell the scent on you, the sweetness in your blood.  On the other hand, every low-life demon in that stadium would be able to sense it the moment you took a wrong step and cut yourself trying to break your fall — because of course you would, of fucking course — and as much as he wanted to slaughter everyone in that stadium, it wasn’t ideal to have you in the middle of it.

“Watch them,” Hiei warned, “both of them — or I’ll kill you.”  With his threat delivered, he disappeared in a quick flash.

“Is Kurama the only one in this group who can say please?”

02.

Hiei wasn’t sentimental.  He wasn’t affectionate.  He wasn’t kind or generous, and he was definitely the type to swing first and completely disregard the questioning part.  Perhaps what was worse: he wasn’t interested being any of it.

But he could be heroic.  He saved a baby bird once, catching it just as it had fallen out of its nest on the branch beside him.  He had saved you multiple of times — from the man that had pinned you down, from the demon that had licked your blood, from the car that had wildly drifted in the rain.

He could be considerate, too.  Every time you shivered, he took a seat near you wordlessly, the heat from his body quickly warming you up.  Botan always joked about needing the Mystic Whistle, but you saw how he hovered or hid nearby, never far out of the group’s reach.

He could be soft: giving you his cloak after finding you in the rain, pulling up your blanket when he thought no one else was looking.

And at night, right before dawn, when it was just you and him together, the wisps of sleep still clouding his mind, his fingers searched for yours.  You knew because you always felt the bed shift with his weight.  You knew because your hand was always warm when you woke up, the heat lingering against your skin like fading, flickering embers.

So, it didn’t come as a surprise that Botan came to you, complaining that you had gotten her in trouble with Hiei because of your little sneaking antics.

“Oh, please, he’s just being dramatic,” you said, laughing.

“[Name]!  You didn’t see the look in his eyes!” Botan whined.  “I mean…I’m pretty sure he wasn’t going to kill me — but, you know, it definitely felt like a 50/50 sort of situation. His fingers even twitched for his sword, [Name]!”

“He wasn’t gonna do shit!”  You snickered.

There was a sudden thump behind you, the sound of someone landing.  You tilted your head back and saw Hiei peering down at you, eyes narrowed in his usual level of annoyance — maybe a little more so, since whenever you were involved, you seemed to too easily raise his blood pressure.  (Some would say it was a talent.)

Botan laughed nervously and you smiled innocently.

“I see you both have a death wish,” he growled.

03.

It was the smallest of paper cuts, but the scent of your blood bubbling at the open wound was enough to bring thirteen demons to the hall.

One of them, a creature mixed between wolf and ogre, raised its long snout into the air and took a deep breath.  “Is this you, human?” it snarled, its upper lip vibrating against its long teeth.  “This sweet smell?”

“Shit!”  Without another thought, you turned and dashed down the hall.  Hiei’s room was one of these, you were sure, and the stampede of creatures behind you would definitely catch his attention.  You simply needed to run until he arrived — but, of course, you fell.

Your next step landed wrong, your foot twisting.  You sent your body tumbling forward with a horde of demons right at your back.  When you instinctively looked back, your vision was immediately overcome by sharp fangs and gleaming claws, each creature slobbering in a desperation to get a taste of your blood.

Shing!

A sword sang through the air in front of you, cutting the wolf ogre straight down the middle.  Blood splattered the walls and the cloaked figure standing between you and the demons.

“It’s Hiei from Team Urameshi,” one of the demons whispered, yellow eyes darting between him standing before them with a gleaming sword and you on the ground, your smell still so tantalizing.

“Go on,” Hiei goaded.  “If you think you can take me on.  I’m sure your screams will make great lullabies for the hotel guests.”

He wasn’t arrogant, but calm and confident.  It disturbed them; you could see the fear flickering in their eyes, darting between his smirk, his bandaged arm, and his sword.  They took a step back hesitantly, and though they glanced at you longingly, none of them wanted to risk it.  Hiei quickly stepped to the side, obstructing their view and forcing them to look at him instead.

“I’m getting bored.  Make your decision or I’ll make it for you.”  He pointed the bloodied sword at them.

There was a beat where they all weighed their options — and then one demon turned around, and then the next one. Soon, they were all disappearing around the corner and out of Hiei’s range.  

You let out a breath that you hadn’t realized you were holding in, falling to the floor.

Hiei stepped over to you.  When you opened your eyes, you were greeted with an irritated stare, to which you could only grin cheekily.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Hiei asked.

“I was looking for your room,” you said.

“You passed it, idiot.”  He looked around and then narrowed his eyes.  “Where’s Botan?”

You got to your feet, brushing the dust off your shirt and pants, and said, “She fell asleep.”

Hiei’s eye twitched.  He turned away, muttering something about Botan being only useful for torturous experiments.  Then, he turned his red gaze and fiery ire onto you.  “What the hell did I tell you about being careful?”

You shrugged.  “Um, to be careful, I guess?”

“You’re surrounded by thousands of demons who would rip you open at any chance they get,” he hissed.  “And now you’ve effectively taped a sign to your back saying, eat me.  Do you expect me to fight and babysit you?”

“It’ll be fine,” you said.  “I won’t trip again.”

He glared at you.  “Not the point.”

You thought you could see a flash of concern hidden under all that annoyance, but maybe that was just a flash of his irritation moving into anger.  When he turned away without another word, heading back to his room at a speed that allowed you to follow, you thought optimistically that it was, perhaps, the former rather than the latter.

04.

When you rolled over for the third time in fifteen minutes, you heard an irked sigh.

“Go to sleep.”

“I’m trying,” you muttered.  “The bed isn’t as comfortable as it looks.”  

You let out your own sigh, rolling over again until you were facing Hiei.

The room was dark, save for a faint glowing of the night through the window; and it was cold, save for the faint heat of Hiei beside you.  While you were under the covers, he sat atop the blankets, leaning back against the headboard.

You inched a little closer to him, breathing in his sandalwood scent and his warmth.

You wondered what the others would think if they could see the scene.  You wondered if they would believe you if you had told them — the great Hiei had a little place in his chest for you.

“Hey…”  You poked his thigh gently.  “Are you nervous?”

“Why the hell would I be nervous?”  He sounded almost offended.  

“Lots of strong-looking demons,” you noted.  “I’d be scared.”

“I’m not a weakling like you are.”

You poked his thigh again.  “Ouch, that’s unnecessary.”  

“Stop touching me and go to sleep,” he snapped.

“Yeah, yeah.”  You yawned, stretching out your arms and legs.  As you settled back under the sheets, you inched closer to him, close enough that your nose was centimeters away, close enough that, when he uncrossed his arms to rest his hands on the bed, his fingers were on top of your hair.

Your eyes fluttered closed.  “Be careful out there,” you mumbled.  “I’m not as strong as you, like you so often like to point out, so don’t give me any heart attacks.”

“Hn.”

He shifted; you felt his fingers tangle in your [color] strands.

After a while, he said, “Don’t fall again.  I won’t save you a second time.”

You smiled, hiding a snicker.  “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Hiei.”  

He didn’t respond.  Lulled by the exhaustion of the day and the warmth of his body, you began to fall asleep.  The bed shifted again.  In the dark, you felt another tired body slip in next to you, familiar fingers finding your own.

05.

You jerked awake in the middle of the night, a drained groan turning into a sleepy yawn.  You unhooked your fingers from Hiei’s and slipped out of the bed.  When your eyes adjusted to the dark, you made your way to the bathroom.

You wondered what time it was; there wasn't any light outside.  As much as you wanted to see Team Urameshi kick ass and go home, you wouldn’t mind a few more hours in bed with Hiei.  He was so stubbornly aloof that this wasn’t as frequent an occurrence as it should’ve been.

When you finished, you washed your hands and headed back toward the bed — and screamed when you saw Hiei’s glowing red eyes.

“Christ!”  You clutched at your chest, your heart beating rapid-fire.  “I was just using the bathroom.”

He grunted, laying back down.  When you made it back to the bed, you slipped under the covers beside him, enveloped once again by his sandalwood heat.  You yawned, feeling the clutches of sleep at the edges of your mind.

You rolled onto your side so that you were facing his back.  “Were you worried?” you whispered.

“Go to sleep,” came the reply, dusted in a sleepy annoyance even at this time of night.

Hesitantly, unsure if you would break whatever generous mood he was in, you touched his back gently.  When he didn’t react, you moved closer, your hands against his thin shirt until your body was pressed against his — not heavily or lustfully, but delicately, the way you would touch a baby bird, the way you would cradle a flower with a snapped stem in your palm.

If his heart beat like yours, would it beat quickly?

“Good night, Hiei.”

You fell asleep easily against him.

In the morning, you woke up in the bed alone.  The space beside you still hummed with heat as though you had missed Hiei’s exit by just a few seconds, as though he had stayed until the very last moment, warmed by your body and breath in a way you knew he wasn’t used to, but hoped that he longed for.

[katsukeen]

novae, she/her, 28, asian-american. lover of fake men. follows from keuli-xeutin.

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✗━━━━ ❛ acquiescence has been posted, a kanda x reader drabble. ✗━━━━ ❛ signal fire has been posted, a dabi x reader oneshot.

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[anime-fan-05]

hey so how do you think Hiei, Yusuke and Kurama would deal with a crush who thinks the boys are really funny. Like Hiei sarcastic comments has crush giggling in the back all the time. Kurama being a bit of a troll sometimes. Yusuke snark gets them easily¿

Yu Yu Hakusho ~With a reader who thinks they're funny~

Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

U. Yusuke

The first few times you laughed at his jokes or sarcastic comments, even if they weren't funny, he was weirded out; then, he understood you just thought he was really funny, and he liked it when you laughed

In fact, currently he makes a lot of jokes to keep you entertained

When you laugh at his comments, he acts like Kazuma while he talks to Yukina: he blushes deeply, stutters slightly and starts acting a little stupid and strange

However, he tries not to let you know how much he likes your laugh but he doesn't succeed too much

Know he'll get offended if you don't laugh at his jokes

Kurama

He knew he loved you when he first heard you laugh at one of his comments: he understood he wanted you to keep laughing forever

In fact, he turned the same color as his hair the first time he saw you like that

However, he never thought of himself as a funny person, so your laughter confused him at first too

Unlike Yusuke, he don't make more jokes or sarcastic comments, because he's afraid you might find him excessive

Now he blushes slightly and smiles softly when you laugh and when he sees you are amused by him

Hiei

That woman is so strange...

He always thinks so when you laugh at his sarcastic comments

At first, he thought you were either crazy or you didn't understand his comments, but then he realized you just found him funny

Every time you laughed at his comments, he got a strange pleasant feeling, so he asked Kurama what this was

Currently he blushes a little every time you laugh because he remembers Kurama's response: "Hiei, you love (Y/N), and therefore you also like to see her having fun."

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Kurama ❀

Kurama Falls For You

headcanon turns short story, small list of reasons why kurama falls for you, and a chance incident that makes you realize you fell for him too

Finding Out About Yōko Kurama 18+

summary: your first with meeting kurama’s mom goes so well he loses control during sex (once you guys get home) and accidentally shifts into his demon form <3

Black Rose

fluff, no real depictions of angst but reader is going through something, can be read as romantic or platonic

summary: during a depressive/dissociative episode you find solace in kurama

Toki Doki 18+

smutfic, pnp, established relationship, coming soon

summary: your bf comes home and is suddenly ravenous for you, but kurama never does things the easy way

Hiei ☽

First Kiss

summary: while watching a romantic movie at yusuke’s house, you discover a little known fact about hiei

May You Feel This While You Wake

yandere!hiei x reader, wc pending

summary: you move to a new city and have a strange sense that someone is watching you. for better or worse, you’re not sure what his intentions are

Shadow of a Memory 18+

eventual series, mating marks

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summary: hiei decides to live in the demon world permanently, and while the others seem content to let him be, you’re determined not to let him go. whatever the consequences might be

Grudge Match 18+

post canon timeline, smutfic

summary: you’re the healer at hiei’s training gym and don’t take too kindly to how aggressively he treats his students. he decides to take out all his aggression on you instead.

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Call of the Reaper 18+

summary: a midnight stroll through a cemetery leads to a fateful encounter with a passionate demon

⋆.ೃ࿔* 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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kurama x reader x hiei with “sweet heart”? i can see kurama and reader ganging up on their beloved after finding out he’s ticklish- only for kurama to betray y/n and both he and hiei end up tickling them instead as revenge?

{Candy Heart Prompts: OFFICIALLY CLOSED!}

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Sweet Heart: "Oh? Is someone ticklish?"

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“That was certainly something.”

“No it was not-”

“What’s going on?” Kurama asked, looking over at you and Hiei.

“Hiei’s ticklish!” You grinned, poking at the small demon’s sides once more and making him twitch. “He’s ticklish!”

“I told you I’m not- gah! Kurama!”

“Oh? Is someone ticklish?” The fox teased, delighted. Soon he was joining you- poking and prodding at the small demon as Hiei gritted his teeth through reluctant giggles. “I wouldn’t have guessed- what a delightful discovery.”

“I hahahte you! Gahahha, yoohohou jeheherk, tahahke that!” Hiei shot both hands out, jabbing into both you and Kurama’s bellies. The fox jumped, giggling softly at the prod. You on the other hand all but spasmed at the touch, squeaking.

Hiei and Kurama both paused, looking at you with wide eyes. “What was…”

“Oh? Is someone else ticklish?” Kurama turned his emerald gaze onto you, sending shivers of anticipation up his spine. “What a discovery- both of you are ticklish!”

“Now hold on- Hiei was ticklish first!” You tried to back up, but said demon was behind you in seconds. Hands grabbed your arms, keeping you in place as Kurama approached. “You should help me get hi-hhiihm!”

“What was that? Get you? Insistent, aren’t you?” Hiei growled from behind, quickly placing his hands on your sides to tickle. “You sure are quick to offer yourself up, (Y/N).”

“I must say- Hiei makes a good point. You shouldn’t be so quick to give in.” Kurama cooed, bringing his own hands to your ribs, pressing in. “You must practice self preservation.”

“Yohohohou twohohohoho suhuhuhuhuck! Ahehahahahaha, wahahhait- nohohoho nohohoht thehehehree!” No matter where you twisted or turned, Kurama and Hiei had you. Small rapid fingers danced along your waist and hips, while graceful slow ones pressed along your upper ribs. All you could do was laugh and dance in their clutches. “I hahahahhte yohohohou twohohohohohoo!”

“Aww, you hear that?” They love us, Hiei.” Kurama winked, kissing your burning cheek.

“They sure do.” Hiei snorted, snickering when you let out a proper squeak. “Let’s show them how much we love them.”

[kurama-is-love]

An unusual proposal (Oneshot)

It's been a while since I wrote in english, so please bear with me if this is not perfect. English is not my first language ;-;

Oh and this time it's a female Half!Demon/Human Reader x Kurama. Just to let you know! Again as warning, much much fluff between you and Kurama.

The Dark Tournament was looking forward to its grand finale.

Team Toguro faced Team Urameshi, consisting of Yusuke, Kuwabara, Hiei and Kurama. Their fifth member, Mask, or rather Genkai, was 'killed' in battle by the younger Toguro brother the night before. Although you and your friends mourned about your deceased comrade, the others were not allowed to give in to their feelings now. One single mistake could result in the next death, everyone knew that.

You hadn't left your friend's side since the beginning of the Tournament and you were even allowed to stay at their side near the battle field. Though now you were concerned about the last battle.   You had asked to stand in for Mask as the fifth participant, but before you were able to speak to the competition officials, you were prevented from doing so by your friends, mostly Yusuke and especially Kurama. It was a lengthy and exhausting discussion that followed with the two of them. Yusuke was anything but calm and tried to dissuade you from your idea with irrelevant threats for "beating the shit out of you if you continue to try to participate". Of course he would never lay a finger on a friend, especially not if he were to draw the wrath of a certain fox on him ..

Speaking of the fox. It was Kurama's empathetic and factually convincing words that finally led you to abandon your idea and not take part in the fight. As much as you hated not being able to stand by your friends, it was clear to you aswell that you would not survive 2 minutes in the ring against a member of this diabolical team from Toguro .. It was just maddening ..

Before the fight started, you cleared your throat to attract the attention of your friends.

"Before you fight, I want to get rid of something .." you began and looked at the ground slightly.

"Spit it out, [Y/n]-chan." Kuwabara tried with a calm and understanding tone of voice to reassure you that none of them were mad at you for your earlier discussions. He thought that, because you were trembling all over and he could also tell that you were fighting back tears.

"I want you .. to be extra careful this time .. Your opponents are of a completely different caliber than all your opponents before .. And if ..Uh.. when you notice that you .. can't do it .. that you. . " you stopped, the thought of what should follow your sentence stung your heart. "... you will die if you keep going .. I beg you to give up .. just give up and end the fight .. Fuck this stupid tournament, your lives are way too precious ..!" you spoke a little louder and more determined as you looked at your four friends.

Hiei's expression was disinterested as always. Kuwabara looked away, slightly embarrassed, while Kurama had put on an illegible expression. Yusuke crossed his arms before briefly closing his eyes.

"Sorry, but we can't promise that." he said then.

"W-What ..?"

When you looked up, startled, you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was Yusuke's.

"If we give up, everything was in vain. Our training, the preliminary fights. And ... also the death of that old witch ... The least we owe her is to try to defeat her killer." He continued serious, but his face showed no sign of annoyance or anger towards you. He showed you .. friendliness and a small smile. "Anyway, thank you for taking care of us all. With that knowledge, we can do our best," he added.

"B-But .." your quiet objections were stopped again when Kurama took Yusuke's place and put both hands on your shoulders. A slightly worried smile graced his pale lips.

"Yusuke is right. If we give up here, everything we have been through so far will be wasted. Besides .." he continued and his expression darkened slightly as he looked at his opponents, especially at Karasu. "..we can't allow these .. monsters to continue their mischief to continue their murders in the world of spirits, demons and humans. If we don't stop them, who should do it?" he asked you.

You didn't know the answer and looked to the side. Kurama smiled sadly and put his hand on your cheek to turn your face back to him.

"Just trust us, okay?" He said softly and lovingly before placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

"Kurama .. I trust you. But I'm still scared okay ..?"

"That's perfectly okay." The redhead whispered and you sighed softly.

"I'm serious. I don't want to go through the same fear that I did during your fight against Bakken ..."

"Mhm .."

[Flashback]

The battle against the members of Team Masho had reached worrying proportions after Kurama lost consciousness while standing shortly after he was named as the victor in the battle against the ice demon Touya by Koto. The rules of this match were like an endless battle. As long as a member could fight, he fought against any opponent. This is exactly how he had defeated Gama at first and was able to win against Touya with the last of his strength. But now the luck of the kitsune seemed to have run out when he stood bleeding and unconscious on the battlefield and Koto checked whether he was still alive.

"That's enough now! I'll take over for Kurama!" Yusuke called to the judge when the third opponent, a tall, dark-skinned man with short black hair, stepped out.

"Not so fast. That guy is still there, so I'm his opponent now." The shinobi grinned maliciously and was already flexing his fists.

"You can't be serious! You can see that he is not able to fight!" You said and looked angry at Bakken.

"You stay out of it, you brat. I say: He can fight." With these words he turned to Koto, who looked back and forth between the two parties, perplexed.

"Well .. Well .. I also think that Kurama is incapacitated. We have to wait for the decision of the competition committee before an exchange takes place .." the cat demon spoke uncertainly.

All attention was then turned to the speakers when the committee announced its decision. They disagreed with the exchange and declared Kurama's ability to fight.

Yusuke and you had to watch in shock when Bakken started hit the unconscious Kurama again and again and injured him so badly that it was a miracle if he could survive this ordeal for long. When Bakken pulled Kurama up by his top and beat him again, the fabric on the top tore and Kurama fell to the ground. Blood ran down his forehead.

While you could only watch in shock, the stadium echoed under the calls of the demonic audience, who very unanimously demanded only one thing.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him, Bakken!"

"Yes, kill this traitor !!!"

You clenched your fists in anger before turning to the bleachers.

"SHUT UP YOUR DAMN MOUTHS ALREADY!" you shouted so loudly that the stadium fell silent and Yusuke and the others looked at you too. "I CAN'T STAND YOUR HATE TIRADS ANYMORE! The next one who says anything about 'kill this bastard' will get a free ticket to hell from me. WAS THAT CLEAR?"

Your friends had seldom seen you so loud and serious. The girls, Botan, Shizuru, Keiko and Yukino were very shocked by your exclamation.

Suddenly one of the demons jumped down from the stands and stood next to you.

"Pretty loose mouth for such a shitty, weak half-breed, darling."the green-colored beast grinned and licked its lips with its iguana-like tongue. "You are nothing but a shabby one demon, who has human blood in them. It doesn't surprise me that you are on the traitors side. But don't open your mouth like that if you know what's good for you. " He threatened you.

Your eyebrow twitched menacingly as the demon extended its claws and tried to slit your stomach. You reached for your weapons,  chakrams, and a reddish-orange aura flooded the metal, your Reiki, mixed with Yoki. The audience held their breath when they could only hear lightning-fast cuts and white clouds of energy sliced the demon that was attacking you until the attacker fell dead to the ground.

"Anyone else has something to say to a " failed half-breed "? you asked the ranks, but the audience fell silent before you could finally devote yourself to the fighting again.

"T-That's enough! Kurama is on the ground and can no longer fight! I think a countdown is also unnecessary .." Koto interrupted the scene now when she saw the battered Kurama.

Bakken seemed to disagree and lifted Kurama up in the air again by his top.

"Now he's standing again. That means the fight goes on."the black-haired man smirked and wanted to make the final punch that should blow out Kurama's life light forever.

"Stop. That's enough, Bakken." a masked figure behind Bakken, another member of Team Mascho, spoke up.

"Why are you stopping me, Risho? I was just about to finish it." Bakken grumbled while Risho pointed to the opposite side of the arena.

"If you had landed this punch, that would have been your death." Risho spoke only dryly, while Bakken blinked and looked in the direction in which Risho was pointing.

Yusuke and you stood there, both of you in your strongest attacking postures. Yusuke was ready to use his "Rei-Gun" while your chakrams had turned into icy-tessen (Metal fans), the tips of their spikes were reinforced with your Reiki and turned into razor-sharp blades that could be shot individually. You were both ready to kill Bakken if he made any move.

"Tch. Fine. Well, you can have him back." Bakken sighed and threw Kurama carelessly out of the ring. Yusuke and you immediately rushed to the passed out Kitsune and Yusuke carried him to the edge of the ring. You were right behind him. After Yusuke dropped him off, you kneeled down at Kurama's side and looked up your human best friend.

"Yusuke." You spoke in a serious tone. Yusuke turned to you. questioningly. "... Beat the shit out of him. Hit that asshole really hard with a greeting from me." You muttered with bared teeth. Yusuke grinned and gave you a thumbs-up.

"Rely on me, [Y/n]. I will make sure that he gets a proper rubdown. And greetings from you. Just take care of our Kurama." Yusuke answered with a wink.

You nodded gently and put your hands on Kurama's damaged chest to let your Reiki flow into his body. That should give him enough energy to activate his own self-healing powers. At least that was how it prevented him from having too little energy.

He almost died ..

When Kurama woke up a little later, he promised you to never again risk his life so lightly.

[End of flashback]

"Remember your promise." you said softly and took Kurama's hand in yours to give it an affectionate squeeze. The fox just looked at you apologetically, but he was weighing whether he could really tell you that he couldn't keep this promise.

"I'm sorry. This may be my first promise, which I can't keep, as much as I would like to. But ..." he began before you could sigh in frustration. Kurama smiled and put a strand of hair behind your ear. "I'll give you a new promise for that." He said and made you blink in curiousity.

"One that you will keep?" you asked.

Kurama smiled and pulled you close for a moment.

"Yes. I promise you, if I survive my fight against Karasu .." he almost sounded as if he didn't believe in it himself, which only unsettled you even more. "... I will take you as my wife as soon as my human body is 18 years old."

Your eyes widened, speechless, at these words. Kurama, who had sworn off love and certainly did not want to settle down in the human world, had just given you the promise of marriage if he should emerge victorious from the battle ..

"K-Kurama .." you started, touched, when the Kitsune put his index and middle fingers on your lips and gently shook his head.

"I have to go into the ring now." He said, because the referee Juri had to call his name again.

Kurama broke away from you and went to the battlefield, where Karasu was already waiting for him. You held your breath as the fight began. It was going to be the hardest fight of all time for him, you were sure of it.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The fight was clearly dominated by Karasu for a long time, who seemed to foresee every one of Kurama's steps. His rosewhip basically crumbled to dust before it could hit Karasu due to a miniature bomb that the black-haired man had already placed. Knowing that Kurama would resort to his signature attack.

Even the transformation into his Youko form only briefly gave Kurama the upper hand in this fight.

Karasu was strong, incredibly strong. Kurama was already bleeding profusely on his legs and arms from the bombs that hit his flesh. The transformation into his demon form had already reached its limits. Now everything seemed to be over for the redhead when he went down and his robe was already completely bathed in red blood.

It was a horrible sight, almost worse than Bakken's back then. Kurama stopped moving when Karasu tried to put an end to it.

With the very last of his strength, Kurama was able to mobilize his last reserves and thus also make his Reiki to zero when he conjured up a large, gray plant. Shortly afterwards he sagged dead and his friends, as well as you, cried out in agony.

"KURAMA!"

Karasu stopped. Not because he thought his opponent was dead, but because something had pierced his chest. Everyone stared in disbelief at the three vines of the plant that Kurama had conjured up with his last strength. They seemed to suck out Karasus blood.

"What is happening?" Kuwabara asked in disbelief.

"The plant sucks out its blood. Like a vampire." You explained and looked a little more composed again. Apparently you knew this technique. Since dated Kurama, the others weren't surprised.

Before the crowd could properly process what had happened, Karasu fell to the ground. His skin was pale from massive blood loss and his eyes were blank and torn. He was dead.

But what about Kurama?

Kurama opened his eyes. The bleeding wounds had closed again as if by a miracle and he straightened up slightly wobbly. Did the vampire plant fed him with the blood of his victim to save his life? It was the only logical explanation.

Tears now ran down your cheeks. No tears of sadness, tears of infinite joy. He was alive. Kurama had kept his promise and survived this fight.

Without hesitation for a second, after Juri made him the winner, you ran onto the battlefield and threw Kurama to the ground in a stormy embrace. The Redhead was unprepared for the impact and lost balance when you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"Idiot. Idiot idiot idiot." You repeated several times, still sobbing slightly. This kitsune almost seemed to enjoy causing you so much grief by letting himself be beaten up in every fight.

Kurama smiled gently and caressed your back soothingly.

"Ssh. Everything is fine.", He whispered and heard only briefly loud sobs before you pulled away from him and stared at him.

"DO. THAT. NEVER. AGAIN." You warned and if Kurama wasn't grinning at you so sweetly, your anger would also come across convincingly. Instead, you just sighed softly and patted him gently on the shoulder. "But you also have to keep your promise," you added.

"Don't worry, I will." Kurama chuckled and turned to Yusuke with a hand sign. You blinked perplexed when Yusuke grinned and threw a small velvet box to him. Out of the corner of your eye you could see that it was a box with a beautifully decorated rose on the lid.

"Kurama .."

Kurama got on one knee and took your hand in his.

"I should do this formally and properly, don't you think?" He laughed and you suddenly realized something.

"... You already planned everything in advance, right ...?" You wanted to know.

Kurama gave a small laugh and kissed your palm lovingly before looking intensely into your eyes.

"Quite possible. No, but .. I've never met a woman like you in my life - and that applies to my human and demonic life - and I never expected to lose my heart to someone who makes me as happy as you. "

"Kurama .."

Kurama smirked when you didn't let him finish and cleared his throat to continue.

"Originally I wanted to stay in the human world because my mother and my friends were so close to my heart. But now there is another reason why I don't want to leave this world anymore. I want you by my side until the end of my days and ... start a family with you. In the human world. That is why I ask you, here and now, [First Name] [Last Name], do you want to be my wife and eternal mate? ", He asked and opened the box. Inside it was the most beautiful diamond ring you ever saw. Its sides were adorned with two beautiful jewels, a shiny [gem with your eye color] and a shimmering emerald. It was more than obvious that these jewels symbolized the eye colors of the both of you.

"Yes .. Yes, I want Kurama. Of course I want that!" You said overjoyed and let a smiling Kurama put the ring on your finger before he pulled you to him and kissed you passionately.

"U-Unbelievable! A marriage proposal during the final of the Dark Tournament! I've never seen anything like it!"Koto announced, she sat in the crowd as the second announcer and looked dreamily at the engaged couple.

You smiled and looked at the ring.

"So beautiful. But something's missing," you mumbled.

"Huh?", Kurama asked and you turned to him and grinned slightly.

"A topaz." You answered with a smile.

Now Kurama was the one whose eyes widened and he even blushed a little.

A topaz as golden as Youko Kurama's eyes. His demon form.

Now he was more certain than ever. He would never let you go again. He swore to himself.