#hunter x hunter original character

[p0yomin]

‼️⚠️cw: 1 censored gore pic, will warn again before the actual pic⚠️‼️

A friend got me into hxh, I wanna complain but—

The text will be roughly translated under the pictures

✦ Shoot an aura from hand or finger to deal moderate damage from a distance and mark the area it touches such as a surface/ item/creature/enemy (if the target is not completely destroyed)

✦ Saturday Night Special: Create a gun-shaped hand to fire a massive damaging aura. leave no mark.

✦ Ribbon Attack: Control the ribbon and Enhance it to be sharp. Used in conjunction with a portal, for example, opening a portal in another place and controlling the ribbon through the gate to shorten its range.

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✦ Teleportation skills:

Lone Traveler/No Living Pass - Teleports to a marked location or the place where the marked object is located but no living can pass except the user. Can't be used if the object is located in a place that's cut off from the outside world/space between dimensions/places beyond the boundaries of the timeline or dimension (but Portal still working inside)

Portal - Shot open the portal in the air or open it anywhere that is marked. living things can pass through. The farther the shot is from the user, the faster it disappears. Still uncertain about the shape.

*The farther the marked point is from the user, the faster it disappears.

**can be solved by drawing or writing symbols on the marked area or object. The more complex the symbol or sentence, the longer the mark will last. If the user sacrifices blood on it, it will last even longer.

***If the type of teleportation has been selected, it cannot be changed until the mark is broken/disappeared.

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✦ Deus Ex Machina: ??? unknown power, unknown origin.

✦ Because his character was created to be a god in the main storyline. I will make no changes about that at all, I will not nerf him and from now on, I won't sit and make up his power to fit in any AU because it's considered to refute the essence of his character. (lazy lol)

✦ Avoid getting him involved in most battles to avoid destroying the balance.

✦ Use blood as a medium to heal all types of wounds and injuries. as long as the target is not dead (this restriction can be overridden if the character is spiritually connected to Vivian)

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censored gore pic below:

[lovely-cherubs]

HxH OC 1: Haruka Wistriän Kurta

Art Credits: Images were found on Pinterest. Credit to the artists

Name: Haruka Wistriän Kurta (Japanese: ハルカ・ウィストリア・クルタ)

Other Names: Haruka Utashima (adopted name) , Lilly Mystique (stage name)

DOB: February 2nd, 1981 (2/2/1981)

Age: 12 (Volume 0), 18 (Hunter Exam Arc), 19 (Yorknew City Arc), 20 (Dark Continent Arc)

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius ♒

Hair Color: Brown (natural/original), Black (dyed), Other Colors (dyed)

Eye Color: Silver (original), Blue (memory loss), Green (memory loss; 1999), Brown (contacts), Red (either at will or when agitated), Golden-Yellow (contacts)

Height: 5’8”, 5'9" (Yorknew Arc-Present)

Weight: 152

Blood Type: AB+

MBTI: INTP

Personality: Blunt, Straightforward, Helpful, Opinionated, Daredevil, Stubborn, Skeptical, Rancorous, Argumentative, Mercurial, Sensitive, Machiavellian

Sexuality: Pansexual (attracted to a person regardless of their gender identity and/or sex)

Occupation: Blacklist Hunter, Glamour Model, Alternative Model, Fashion Designer, Vedette, Fetish Model, Burlesque Dancer

Affiliation: Nostrade Mansion, Yorknew Chronicles

Hobbies: Listening to music, drawing, designing, rollerblading, photography, cooking, practicing apothecary and aromatherapy.

Love Interest: Kurapika Kurta

Nen Type: Specialization

Relatives: Meliosa Godiva Wistriän (biological mother), Grayson Kurta (biological father), Kurta Elder (Grandfather), SunHee Utashima (adopted mother), Chanyeol Utashima (adopted father)

Disorders/Illnesses: ADHD Inattentive type, Bipolar Disorder 1, BPD (Quiet subtype), Social Anxiety, Depression, C-PTSD

Some More facts About Haruka:

Haruka was a part of the Wistriän Clan and like all members of the clan, her eye color was silver, but due to a traumatic event, she lost her memories and as a result, her eyes changed to blue (green in the 1999 version)

Haruka's mother had ADHD and Bipolar Disorder, making it a possibility for how she herself got the conditions.

Haruka's BPD resulted in the abuse she faced at the hands of her father growing up.

Haruka is immune to poisons and venoms due to purposely injecting herself with them as a kid to see their reactions.

Haruka loves anime and manga, fashion, food, music, etc.

Aside from being a Hunter, Haruka is also a Glamour Model, Alternative Model, Fashion Designer, Vedette, Fetish Model, and Burlesque Dancer.

Haruka is a Mach (Machiavellian), meaning that she uses clever, but often dishonest methods that deceive people in order to achieve her goals. She has no qualms about deceiving or lying to others (something that Kurapika finds deeply unsettling about her) and will very often use her charm and flattery to her advantage. Due to being taken advantage of throughout her life, she sees no problem with what she does

Despite her Machiavellianism, Haruka is empathetic and isn't completely devoid of emotions contrary to what most people think of and believe Machs are.

[soft-mafia]

Is anyone interested in being a beta reader for me?? Sometimes I miss certain spelling or grammar errors when I write😭😭

[silly2stranger]

My two silly clownyest ocs!!!

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about a yandere werewolf, but not just any werewolf… a bounty hunter. And he has it bad for his you. Cowboy Werewolf!

Yandere Shorts: Like I Love You

Yandere werewolf x fem reader

TW: obsession, delusional themes, abo dynamic, horror, gore (mentioned), death of characters, neglectful husband, betrayal, cheating husband, forced relationship, mention of baby trapping, and behavior that should not be romanticized

Rolfe was currently on a hunt… his target is a sickly preacher’s, one that should be easy enough. Her own husband had paid him quite the pretty penny to off her. Poor little lamb didn’t stand a chance in the wilderness of this world. Not when she had enemies close to her side such as an unfaithful husband and a conniving best friend. He almost felt sorry for his prey

He arrived a day later, his clawed fingers dragged through a lock of her hair as he inhaled her scent. She smelled… delicious. And she was so vulnerable too with her nape out that just begged for his teeth to be driven into…

Rolfe shook his head before he went back into a trance when she subconsciously leaned into his touch. His hand moved up and grazed her temple that felt as if it were ablaze. Poor woman had a fever…

“Darling? Did you finally come to me?” Her voice was a bit delirious with sickness as she kissed his hands. Each kiss made him feel as if he was her beloved. It took everything in him not to loudly whine like a dog. “I missed you so much James. I’m sorry I got sick again.”

Rolfe didn’t say a word before he continued to drag his rough palms through her hair. His heart hammered in his chest and his wolf clawed inside his brain to be released. It seemed this woman before him… was his fated mate.”

Rolfe bent down and buried his nose into the crook of her neck to deeply inhaled. Oh yes… this lassy was his for the takin.

Rolfe began to slowly nurse her back to health rather than off her. An action that made his employer question him. Why on earth would a monster nurse such a nuisance back to health? She was always near death’s door. What use was such a delicate woman in the Wild West?

“When are you going to off (your name)? She’s an easy target.”

“I have honor as a bounty hunter. It must be a hunt.” Rolfe snarled at (your name)’s husband, James, the man who dared to keep her sick due to his lack of care. Had that scrawny man have no pride as a man? The pastor made him sick.

“She’s easy to pick off right now. I’d really like this to be over and done with so I can marry Helen. This is why I hired a monster-“ Rolfe picked James up from the ground by his throat as James gasped for air.

“You are a foolish, greedy man. Are you sure you are truly a man of god?” Rolfe growled, showing his fangs. His dark, muscular form largely towered over James’s lithe frame. “You’re a pathetic man.”

Rolfe soon went back to the care of (your name). The werewolf rubbed his cheeks all over her bed and her body to scent her… he needed to get rid of James’s scent. Rolfe wouldn’t let another have her and hurt her again… he’d spirit her away.

Rolfe wondered how many pups she’d want. If they’d be pretty like her but strong like him… if she’d pepper him with nips and kisses everyday. If she’d beg him for his knot on the next full moon as he properly mated her?

“Darling?” (Your name) reached for his face and Rolfe was quick to put his face in them. A needy whine escaped his throat while he nuzzled her. She was his precious mate…

He snarled when he saw Helen enter. The woman scoffed at him in disgust.

“Ugh. James and I are tired of waiting. You have been here over a month! We want you gone beast. We’ll do it ourselves.”

“So you’re cancelling the contract?” He hummed while he continued to tenderly kiss (your name)‘a palms. “Are you sure? Did you read the fine print?”

“Yes. We don’t need your kind here, true love will prevail-“ Helen didn’t even have time to scream before a giant black wolf hybrid had dug it’s fangs into her throat and ripped it apart like wrapping paper. Blood splattered all over the floor and walls as Helen could only helplessly choke on her own blood.

“Yes… true love will prevail.” He muttered with a a satisfied hum. “My mate will be so happy.”

Meanwhile, James fled into the forest for dear life. That beast had gotten Helen! The two of them couldn’t believe the werewolf would turn on him.

James loudly leapt when he heard something large chase him through the underbrush on all fours. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears and feel his sweat pool down his back in puddles. He needed to get to the church! A demon such as the bounty hunter couldn’t possibly enter there-

But James was knocked to the ground as an agonized shriek fell from his lips. The werewolf began to shake and mangle his leg like the bloodthirsty beast it was…

“Let me go! Let me go! I didn’t do anything-“

Rolfe chuckled darkly. The black werewolf dropped his legs and glanced his beastly head at James. “Oh but she never did anything either… all she did was foolishly love you.”

“W-what do you mean? Are you talking about-“ James’s words were muffled by the paw like hand that covered his mouth. Rolfe shushed him.

“Shhh. You may have failed to pay me and cancel my contract but I had gotten something far more valuable from this transaction. Something most werewolves dream to find in their lifetimes… a fated mate!” Rolfe sighed dreamily. “You may have failed as a protector and provider, but I surely won’t! You have given me something more valuable than any coin could offer… yet you were neglectful to her. Such a shame really.”

“I… I’ll do anything! Just take her and let me live.”

“Ah but I can’t do that. Not when she still calls for you at night. No… you have to be eliminated. Destroyed, really. You can no longer exist on the same planet as her! You are in the way of my love!”

Loud screams of terror ringed out throughout the crisp night air and then it was silence.

Rolfe returned hours later scrubbed clean of blood while he crawled into the bed with his darling mate. He sighed in contentment when she cuddled him. Yes… it may take time to train her properly, but he was sure he could do it. He could make her love him. Just like he loved her.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

That One Friend…

Twisted Wonderland: Trey Clover, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Kalim Al Asim, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Idia Shroud, Lilia Vanrouge, 

JJK: Suguru Geto, Megumi Fushigiro, Mei Mei

Demon Slayer: Douma, Shinobu Kocho, Giyuu Tomioka, Tanjiro Kamado

Obey Me: Satan, Asmodeus, Simeon, Solomon, Barbatos

Hunter X Hunter: Hisoka Morrow, Chrollo Lucilfer, Shalnark, Shaiapouf, 

OCs: Rhiana(Witch), Wille (Elite Serial Killer), Fantasy Villain

There’s always That One Friend who you pass by in the market across the street or at the cafe you frequent before work. This one friend is always sweet–a kind soul you can trust for some intelligent conversation or to sit in silence with. 

Whether you’re married with kids or dating your long-term partner something in you tends to wander. Your mind drifts to That One Friend who you know would have picked up on your silence. They would have reached over the table to hold your hand as they demanded you tell them what was wrong–letting their worried eyes never leave yours as they searched the troubled depths of your own. 

There’s just something about That One Friend who has you daydreaming about what it’d be like to be with them instead. A dark sliver of you that entertains the idea of straying from where you're trapped but you’ll shoot that down…eventually. While you’re certain you love That One Friend you do love your significant other even if they stopped saying ‘I love you.’ It would be wrong to betray them for That One Friend—who can verbally assure you that they care. Who makes an effort to tell you how much they care about you daily. Besides it’d be wrong to base a betrayal on only a side of That One Friend. 

For all you know, they could be just being a good friend–showing a side of themself that you need. Besides they have their business or another partner or their long distance relationship so even if you were brave enough to confess your little crush to that dear One Friend it would never work out. 

So when it’s finally decided that you’ll shut down these invasive feelings put more time in improving your current relationship. You’ll limit yourself from That One Friend if only to get it into your brain that they’re just not an option. Diving into work, trying with your partner, spending more time with your kids, or just visiting a different place for lunch. You’ll make an excuse when That One Friend starts catching on and hope that they don’t take offense. Finding a steady routine that no longer relies on That One Friend. 

But that all goes to shambles when something terrible happens to your significant other. A car crash, leaking gas pipe, or a mysterious drive-by shooting—they’re gone. Your world–as dysfunctional as it already was—comes crashing down. Since you can’t fall because of your kids or because you worry you’ll never begin to bring yourself up again you have no choice but to rely on That One Friend. 

That One Friend who is at your apartment the second they’ve learned what’s happened. That One Friend who comes along with you to the police station when you promise that there’s foul play. That One Friend who cooks and cleans when you just don’t feel like moving. That One Friend who will even invite you, your kids, or your pets into their home so they can look after you because they are just so worried.

That One Friend who licks their lips as they watch you curl into their bed wearing the hoodie they let you borrow. That One Friend who invites your kids to call them something closer than their first name. That One Friend who reminds you to eat while you obsess over your significant other’s case. That One Friend who encourages you to cuddle with them since you’ve been having so much trouble sleeping. 

That One Friend who has been waiting for the perfect opportunity to get them back on your market. That One Friend who is like a predator lying in wait as it becomes years before you start wanting to date again. That One Friend who will make sure they’re narrowly injured on a train accident so that their emergency contact–you comes running and kisses their forehead because you were so scared. That One Friend who knows it’ll be a matter of time before you accept or propose yourself. 

That One Friend who can’t help but relish in the way you’re attention and love belong to them. 

And That One Friend will do anything to make that happen.

[cherrychan-0110]

Simple WitteRose doodles

[echosong971]

Tangled Up In You

[hijinkiewinkies]

got some new colored pencils

[mostlyskinart]

Vampire Hunter🩸

[valentine-cafe]

Valerio Agresta Callari, the retired hunter

[Afab reader]

Thinking about Valerio fucking you, a low-ranked vampire!!:( He'd have a hand tightly wrapped around your mouth so you don't get any ideas!! Your moans would be all muffled from his hand while his hips had set a punishing past against your pussy!! You'd stare up at him with wide and teary eyes as he finally let you have some of his blood! Only barely sinking your fangs into his skin because you didn't wanna hurt him!!:( But he'd push his hand onto your fangs even more, how he loved how you clamped down on his cock.

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˖⁺. ﹙ the retired vampire hunter x afab reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . dirty, fuckin' vampire slut !! 🍒 :  retired vampire hunter ˖ dilf﹙ vampire au 781 valerio. ﹚

ah, a hunter fucking a low rank vampire, it does not get anymore shameful than this for both parts.

“looks like I found a little slut in the woods. lucky me.”

his cock bullies your gummy walls. it's far too big for you to take and yet you do so with pride. your soft ass rippling with each jam of his hips into yours.

you're bent in front of a tree. one hand buries in your hair and the other reaching over to rub calloused fingers at your clit. get you off just as much. the feel of your clamping down on him is addicting.

much like the scent of his blood. you've already got a taste. and you are yearning for more. yet all you are subjected to is rough thrusts and his harsh words. large hands that caress, grip and manhandle you in every way.

a disgrace, that's what you are. taking a hunter’s cock in your tight cunny. an agresta’s cock no less.

but the way he grabs onto your breasts. pinches and uses the leverage to slam you back till his balls are tapping against your clit aggressively. . .

you couldn't care less.

“p-p — e-eaasee - hmngh!”

“please? yeah? is that all you know how to say? patetico.”

he'll click his tongue. shove his dick deeper. and fuck you harder to hear your whines and spill your tears into the snow.

[kamiiayu]

I wanted to do something cool... but I don't think it's working out.

[lovely-cherubs]

HxH OCs Masterlist

OC #1: Haruka Wistriän Kurta

OC #2: Freyja Oxenstierna

OC #3: Ragna Liu Traustadóttir

OC #4: Birgitta "Birta" Järvela

OC #5: Annaliese Banasiewicz

[soft-mafia]

Since I’m already writing a full 3+ chapter story for my HxH ocs why don’t I just shamelessly start writing Illuza x Hisoka fics😭😭😭

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Ok, this is so fun! Congrats again!

I'll pick...Hunter (shocked, I'm sure.)

How about: "I don't think I've ever seen you smile" and "Oh, don't be cute"/"Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

Thanks!!

Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)

Thank you @clonethirstingisreal - I hope you love this Carol, it actually brought a smile to my face as I was writing it.

Enjoy, love oo.

One Meal

Warnings: knife flipping, allusions to loss, slight angst, fluff. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.

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Hunter flicked his knife back and forth in between his fingers, as he contemplated the next mission. Things were … different, since you joined. Not good or bad … just different. It been about six months, and yes, the Marauder was cleaner and didn’t have that lingering smell anymore, and yes, the meals had gotten better too, because you refused to just eat the ration bars the GAR provided. And … okay, it was nice to see your smiling face in the morning, compared to the miserable faces of his brothers. 

Yet, he still felt awkward around you. He wanted to laugh with you, like you could so easily with Wrecker, to have deep discussion, like you could with Tech, even philosophical discussions like you did with Echo. Hell, he’d be happy if he could just do target practice with you, like you did with Crosshair, but … every time he opened his mouth, he was curt, short tempered, and on edge. 

It wasn’t even your fault, it was just him. 

He stood from his seat, heading down the ramp and taking in a breath of fresh air. You were cooking dinner, doing your best to teach Wrecker that just because salt tasted good, didn’t mean he had to put in a whole table spoon full. 

It made him laugh a little as you tried to explain in your most patient voice possible, that you’d fix the dinner and Wrecker could go help Tech or Crosshair with something else. It was your polite way of saying ‘go away.’

Hunter tried but he couldn’t stop the smile on his lips, as he walked over to you.

"I don't think I've ever seen you smile" you pointed out as he walked up to you. “What’s got you so happy?”

“Oh, I just saw how you were very tactful with Wrecker. It was funny.”

You shrugged trying to fight back your own laughter as you tried to fix the stew, by adding more water, “He tried. I’m grateful he’s willing to learn.”

“Need help? I’m not completely inept when it comes to cooking.”

You looked a little surprised when he asked, not that his offering to help was a real shock, it was the fact you realized this was the first time you two had a proper conversation. “Um … yeah, if you don’t mind using your handy dandy knife there, that you like flipping around so much, to cut up some of these veggies so I can add them, that’d be great.”

Hunter chuckled at your description, as he nodded, taking a seat and getting to work, “Where did you learn to cook?” He asked, hoping to get to know you a little better.

“My mom and grandmother. They were adamant that I learn how to feed an army if I ever needed to …” you chuckled, “I had a big family, back home. Usually there would be around twenty of us for dinner.”

“Twenty? Did you have a lot of siblings?”

“No. It was just me. But I had uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, neighbours, anyone and everyone who needed a meal could always come to our place for dinner. We never turned away anyone in need of a good meal.”

“Sounds nice.”

“It was …” a sadness passed your face, as you thought back to what had once been your home, until the Separatist droid army showed up, and destroyed everything you had held so dear. 

Hunter saw your smile slip, it pained him to see that you had been through so much, although he hadn’t heard about it directly from you, he did overhear what had happened when you were talking with Tech. “Well we appreciate all your efforts, especially when you’re trying to teach us neanderthals how to cook.”

You giggled a little, pushing away the sad thoughts that had encapsulated your mind for a split second, “You’re not neanderthals.”

“We’re not exactly proper either. Couldn’t say, we’re exactly suited for a posh dinner.”

You shook your head as you laughed, “You don’t need to be suited for a posh dinner, you just need to show up to eat.” You smiled as you turned to look at him, smirking as you saw how perfectly he cut each vegetable.

You walked over and grabbed the tray of veggies, and dropped them into the stew, “Thanks for your help.”

“Of course. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure”

“Why do you take care of us? I mean granted the Marauder smells a lot better, and the meals you cook are much better than the GAR rations, but … why do you do it?”

You stirred the stew as you contemplated the question, “I guess … because you feel like family to me.” You turned to look at him, truthfully, he was the only one that you didn’t think of as family, you wanted something more with him, something special, but seeing as this was the first time you two actually talked, it might be a bit far-fetched to imagine that could possibly happen. “And, I love seeing how my food makes you guys happy. Wrecker, has the biggest smile on his face, whenever he eats when I cook. Tech has this adorable blush, although he’ll never admit how much he enjoys my cooking. And Crosshair … well he always comes back for seconds; and frankly, between you and me, he needs to eat more. He’s too skinny. I could break off his collarbone if I needed.”

“I enjoy it too,” Hunter clarified as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, “I might not say it, but I always look forward to your cooking.” He blushed and turned his head away, not wanting you to see how much of an effect you had on him, and not just because of your cooking. 

You laughed at his reaction, "Oh, don't be cute” you teased, “I might have to walk over there and pinch your cheeks.”

Hunter started to laugh, when he realized what you said, “Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

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