#i love kurapika he deserves the world

[mikeymacabre]

I want to redraw this concept eventually but <3 late night doodles of my beloveds

[nynyhaha]

Neon Nostrade and the naivety of evil

Neon is hated on by both Chrollos and Kurapikas stans.And I never really liked her as well,tho I don’t think she deserves the hate.As a character,she’s actually brilliant!

She sure is naive.But she’s not evil.She actually shows a wish to help people.I wonder if she’s aware what kind of people she’s helping with her ability,but I doubt it.

As someone who loves finding bones in the wild and making necklaces from them,who is interested in the way human remains look,I have to remind myself not to be like neon.

Because to her,the scarlet eyes are just a fun accessory.A part of the yorknew arc I overlooked when first watching HxH was the way her whole essence affects Kurapika distructively.

Kurapika is breaking his moral compass as he allies himself with such a brutal organisation as the Nostrade family.Yet his job is rather harmless:protecting the Bosses teenage daughter.

Someone who is naive,spoiled and throws tantrums,but not someone who’s a bad person.I believe that Kurapika really wanted to protect her and keep her safe.

But she’s the customer. She is on the demand end,Chrollo does the supply,and Kurapikas family is the product

I don’t know why the troupe murdered the Kurta clan.But I know they sold their eyes because there were people willing to buy them.If not for people like her,the Kurta eyes wouldn’t even be on the black market.People who harvest human eyes and sell them are worthy of Kurapikas wrath,but people who buy those eyes and create the demand should be too.

Remember how Kurapika and Melody had to obtain body parts so they would be hired?Well,how do we know those body parts were ethically sourced?

What gives Neon the confidence,that the eyes aren’t from someone who was killed for them? But she doesn’t ask that question.

I doubt she knows how they were gathered,but she doesn’t know because she doesn’t even THINK about it.

That is sociopathic behaviour,but just like it’s normalised to eat meat in our society without thinking much where it comes from(I am myself guilty of that but I don’t feel guilt)in the world Neon grew up in,the history behind the desired treasure is not relevant.

This is also so interesting because out of Kurapika,Chrollo and Neon,Neon is the most innocent.

Kurapika is going down a dark path of working with the Mafia such as Neons father and actually killing someone.Chrollo is the reason for that.And who is on the other end of Kurapikas loss and Chrollo’s crimes?

A cute little girl.She hasn’t ever killed anybody.She’s valued by her father just for her ability.She wants some independence so she goes out and talks to Chrollo.

The phantom troupe turns out to be more human than Kurapika could’ve ever imagined.That results in him questioning his worldview where only the most evil psychopaths could do what the troupe did,but the troupe doesn’t consist of psychopaths.

And what about Neon?Shes not only a human with feelings,but she doesn’t even have bad intentions.She is not even a bad person.

Tserri is.And we would all expect someone like him to be on the demand end of the pipeline.

But there’s another type of person happy to have kurta eyes,someone who is looking at them with genuine,childlike wonder.

The phantom troupe teaches us that people can do unspeakable things while still having the ability to care about their friends,still having family like bonds with others.It’s possible to be a ruthless criminal who is selfless enough to sacrifice oneself for a loved one.

But Neon is the opposite of that.You can be a cheerful,delusional rich girl who doesn’t what to hurt anybody ,and yet be part of something as horrible as the body part market.

If the phantom troupe are monsters with feelings,Neon isn’t a monster at all.That’s what makes her even more terrifying.

Rather than ending up as Kurapikas or Chrollos,it seems that we are most likely to end up as a Neon.Because we are not required to kill to be affiliated with evil

[bwabys-scenarios]

Pampering

Kurapika x Fem!Reader x Leorio

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: period sex, breeding, cockwarming, reader gets eaten out on her period, cum eating, threesome

A/N: this is super self indulgent, I woke up to my period and needed to write something sweet and comforting with my favorite boys<3

summary: If Kurapika and Leorio can agree on one thing when it comes to you, it’s that you deserve all the love and pampering in the world. So when you get your period in the middle of the night, they’re determined to make you as comfortable and happy as possible, given the situation.

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On most nights, you slept in bed with Kurapika. These days, after gathering all of his clans eyes and giving up on his vengeance with the Phantom Troupe, Kurapika became a stay at home boyfriend and you a stay at home girlfriend. Kurapika didn’t have to work, he had enough money from his days as a blacklist Hunter to last him several lifetimes, and neither of your boyfriends ever allowed you to spend a single dime on anything but yourself. Even then, they still just LOVED to pamper you.

Leorio often worked night shifts at the local hospital, and came back in the early morning for some sleepy cuddles with you. This left you and Kurapika alone together during the night.

This night was no different. Kurapika had held you, whispering words of love and adoration as the two of you fell asleep. Unfortunately, the blonde had a tight grip on you, even in his sleep, which meant when you woke up covered in blood, you had to wake him up too.

“(Name)? Oh, oh my god are you okay?”

The blonde immediately began to panic, his eyes searching you for any wounds before you stopped him. “It’s not like that, I’m okay. It’s…”

You become flustered, looking away from your boyfriend. “I started my period.”

He seems relieved, but his expression switches back to worry in an instant. “Are you in pain? Are you supposed to bleed this much? Shit, Leorio knows more about this sort of thing than me…”

Kurapika notices your flustered expression. “(Name), my angel, what’s wrong?”

“… I made a mess, this is really embarrassing for me.”

He blinks, glancing down at the blood stained sheets before his eyes soften. “My angel, there’s nothing to be embarrassed of. You can’t help it, your menstrual cycle is natural.”

Kurapika holds onto your hand, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. “I’ll start you a bath, then wash the sheets while you clean up, okay? Good thing you thought to buy extra sets of sheets. Neither Leorio or I thought it was necessary. You have all the common sense, that’s our lovely girlfriend for you.”

You blush, and allow him to carry you to the bathroom. You cringe when you spot a patch of blood on his sleeve from holding onto you, but he simply drops his shirt into the hamper.

Kurapika starts you a bath, helping to undress you. He’s a very hands on boyfriend, and has a bad habit of babying you, but in this moment you really appreciate how sweet and caring he is. He places your dirtied clothes in the hamper before leaving to wash the sheets.

You sit in the warm water, letting it soothe your cramping body. A few minutes later he returns with a new set of pajamas and panties for you. “I hope this is okay, I picked out something more soft and comfortable.”

When you start to cry he quickly scampers to pick up the pajamas. “Y-you don’t like these? I can get you a different pair-“

You shake your head and he stops. “No, sorry I’m just feeling emotional right now. You’re being so sweet to me, I just…”

He kneels next to the bathtub, pulling you closer and placing a kiss on your cheek. “Shh, I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do as your boyfriend. You deserve all the love and sweetness in the world, let me take care of you, okay?”

Kurapika helps you out of the bath, giving you reassuring kisses as he dries you off. He offered to help dress you and even help put your pad on, but you shooed him out of the bathroom. “I can do that myself!”

The blonde sat in the bedroom waiting for you, his eyes a little tired. When you finally walk out of the bathroom, he smiles, tucking you into bed before climbing in with you.

As you fall asleep, he texts Leorio, updating him on the situation. Just like Kurapika, he becomes worried, instructing the blonde on how to help soothe your cramps and take care of you until he gets home.

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You wake up to the sounds of someone rustling around in your shared bedroom’s closet. A soft groan escapes your lips, causing the noise to stop. “(Name), are you awake? Are you hurting?”

Kurapika crouches down next to you, pushing your hair out of your face to get a good look at you. “Yeah, I am cramping a bit…”

The blonde sighs, seemingly pained to know you aren’t feeling well. “I see, it’s good that Leorio told me some ways to soothe your pain. I just found the heating pad, would you like it?”

That explains the rustling sound. You nod, and he plugs the heating pad up, placing its cover over it before laying it on your abdomen. “Mmm…”

He seems beyond relieved when you relax at the comforting heat, his head moving to rest on your lap. “Is that helping, love?”

“Yes, I’m already feeling better. I think…” you yawn, playing with his hair, causing him to nuzzle further into your lap. “I think I’ll sleep in a little…”

“That’s perfectly fine with me, angel. You need your rest.”

He sighs contentedly. “Leorio will be home in a few hours, he’s going to grab some more pads and little treats for you on the way home.”

You nod sleepily, your fingertips caressing your cheek. “That’s so… sweet..”

You drift off again, and eventually feel Kurapika climb back in with you. The two of you share the warmth of the heating pad. Sometimes, you swear your boyfriend has to be half cat with the way he almost purrs and insists on cuddling with you, nuzzling into your body as much as he can.

When you woke up next, it was to the smell of breakfast foods. This confused you however, since you’re the only person in the relationship that can cook.

“Yeah, yeah I got the chocolates. And some extra Midol.”

You move out of bed, stepping into your bunny slippers before walking into the living room.

Your boyfriends were standing in the kitchen nearby, unloading groceries and looking over a few takeout boxes. “Guys?”

The two look up, both giving you a worried look before they rush towards you. “Princess, are you feeling any better? After you eat I can give you some Midol.”

Leorio hugs you, his big, warm hands rubbing gently at your lower back. Although you’ve dated Kurapika longer, the blonde wasn’t around much, so you spent a lot more time with Leorio, even before you started dating him too. He knew where your aches were and how to make you feel better, and you sigh in relief when he massages your sore spots.

“‘Mmm… yeah, I’m starving. Kurapika, how long did I sleep in?”

The blonde peeked at her from behind Leorio, pushing the tall man out of his way before giving her a hug of his own. “Its only 11 am, you didn’t sleep in long. I just woke up an hour ago myself, so I got some cleaning done.”

And you start to tear up again, giving him a kiss. “I love you both, so much…”

You pull Leorio in for a kiss of his own, hugging your boyfriends tight. The two smile and kiss your cheeks, laughing. “Okay princess, let’s get you fed.”

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After eating some waffles, eggs, and sausage for breakfast, Leorio gives you some Midol and plops you down on the couch. He’s quick to sit with you, pulling up into his lap so he can massage your lower back and abdomen.

“Ahh…”

You sigh contentedly, almost mewling. This alone was enough to make the both of them clear their throats, but when you start to push Leorio’s hand down your tummy until his finger dips under the waistband of your panties, suddenly there’s something poking into your ass.

“(Name)?”

Leorio swallows, but you seem oblivious to how the situation looks. You’re just wanting him to massage where it hurts. “Hurts… right here…”

Kurapika sits next to the two, pulling you a little closer so he could help massage you. “Leorio, get your mind out of the gutter.”

He pulls you into his lap, slipping his hand under your panties to rub exactly where you asked. “Is that better, angel?”

You sigh in contentment, nuzzling into his chest. “Mhm…”

Leorio huffs, scooting closer to pull you until you’re sitting in both of their laps. “I can put aside any horniness for my princess…” he says softly, gently massaging your sore breasts.

You feel so happy and content as your boyfriends do their best to make you feel better. They’re so sweet, giving you reassuring kisses and soft touches when you feel pain because of a cramp or ache.

“How does takeout for dinner sound, princess?”

You nod, stretching a little. “Mmm… I wanna bath… the warm water helps…”

Neither of them argue, despite the fact you took a bath earlier. Leorio carries you to the bathroom as Kurapika starts the bath, the two undressing you before undressing themselves.

When the three were picking an apartment, they made sure there would be enough room for the three of them to bathe and sleep together. It would only be fair, because if only one of the got to hold you at a time, jealousy would rise between them.

Once in the bath, you sat between Kurapaiks legs as Leorio washed you, taking his time to massage the soap into your skin. “You’re tense, hopefully this will help…”

As a doctor, Leorio worries over you constantly. He just wants the best for you, and can’t pamper you enough, especially when you’re hurting.

He reaches your pussy, glancing up at you for your permission before he washes you. He knew not to use any soap there, gently rubbing to clean you. “That feel okay, princess?”

Kurapika reaches for your breasts as Leorio’s thumb rubs circles into your clit. “Mhm… feeling… a lot better…”

You feel Kurapika’s cock harden against your back, and can see Leorio’s sticking out of the water. “Mmm…”

You wiggle a little, scooting so your hips lined up with Kurapika’s. He smiles, sliding into you, keeping you balanced in his cock as the two tend to you. “That’s my pretty girl. I heard sex is supposed to help relieve some of the pain during your period.” Leorio says, leaning forward to lock your lips with his as he stimulates your little bundle of nerves.

It feels nice to have Kurapika inside of you while the two pamper you. Leorio scrubs your hair, moaning when you stroke his needy length. “Mmph, thank you princess…”

Kurapika whispers sweet words of love and adoration as he washes you, lathering soap over your tits. “You’re so pretty, (Name). My precious angel, I’d do anything to make you feel better.”

You make such cute sounds, Leorio can’t help but speed up his movements, rinsing off your tits before taking a nipple into his mouth. “Hnn, Leorio!”

Kurapika gasps softly, holding onto your thighs. He tries not to bounce you on his cock, if you wanted him to move you would ask him, instead, he just focused on the feeling of you squeezing around him. “Mm, fuck (Name)…”

He massaged your breast as Leorio suckled on the other one, pushing you close to your climax. “G-gonna!”

You cum, squeezing Kurapika’s cock and moving your hand around Leorio’s faster. They both groaned, but didn’t cum. They finished washing you, helping you out if the bath and dressing you in pajamas. It wasn’t night time, but they wanted you to be as comfortable as possible.

Though they still pamper you and take care of you, their touches linger in certain places, and you can tell they’re still horny. Honestly, your hormones are Nanking you got and bothered too, and after dinner you whine and pull them both into bed. “P-please… I want… I want you both so much…”

And how can they say no when their precious princess was in pain and needy?

Leorio was quick to tug off his pants, Kurapika running to the bathroom to grab a towel to place under your hips. “Hey, wait a second Leorio!”

He pouts at his friend, then lifts up your hips so Kurapika can place the towel under you. “Thank you, Pika. That’s a good idea…” you coo, and he comforts you as Leorio pushes into your bloody cunt.

“F-fuck, so good princess…”

You whimper, and Kurapika shushes you with sweet kisses, propping your head up on his lap as he plays with your hair. “It’s okay, angel. Such a good girl, taking it so well…”

He gives you his fingers to suck on as Leorio thrusts into you. Leorio is gentle, his movements more sensual and loving than usual. This is all for you, to help your pain and to make you feel better, his own pleasure comes second. He wants to pound into you, make you gasp and whine out his name, but he takes his time, leaning down to suckle on your breasts.

Leorio keeps his hands on your hips, whispering sweet nothings into your ears. Kurapika can feel his cock hardening in his pants, and it pokes into your cheek. You give him a smile, placing a kiss on his bulge. “Love you… love you both more than anything…”

Leorio pulls out and cum on your tummy, a little bit of your blood dripping from his cock turning his cum a pretty pink color. Kurapika takes this chance to pull you into his lap, his cock out and ready for you.

“C’mon angel, let’s get you filled up. Gonna have my baby, right?”

You nod frantically, whining and wiggling your hips. “P-please! C-cum inside me lots!”

Leorio takes a moment to recover before sitting in front of the two of you as Kurapika bounces you on his cock, the dark haired man smiling and rubbing your blood soaked thighs. “You’d be so cute with a little baby bump, princess.”

Although Leorio doesn’t want to be the one to get you pregnant yet, he still desperately wants to see the changes your body would go through. Kurapika was all for rebuilding his clan with you, and had made it clear to you at the beginning of your relationship. The three of you have been trying for a baby for the past few weeks, and every time you had sex, Kurapika went feral with the thought of this being the time he got you pregnant.

“That’s my pretty girl, gonna get you nice and full, I promise.”

You whine as he raises his hips to meet yours, his movements a bit rougher. Usually, Kurapika would scold Leorio for being too rough with you, but now it was Leorio’s time to place a hand on Kurapika’s hip. “Hey, careful. She’s sensitive right now.”

Kurapika pants, nodding before slowing down to a steady, sensual rhythm. He wanted to make you feel good, to ease your pain if only a little. “So sorry angel, lemme make it up to you.”

He rubs circles into her clit, placing kissed and gentle bites on her neck. This was enough to help her relax. “Mmm… so sweet to me…”

This went on for a while, and after Kurapika came inside of you a few times, Leorio took over.

When Leorio would accidentally cum inside of you, Kurapika was quick to drop to his knees and eat Leorio’s cum out of you. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry for a second, love.”

By the end of the night, you were full of cum and completely satisfied. Your boyfriends helped clean you up, whispering praise as they took turns eating you out. “So pretty…”

After getting changed into a new set of pajamas and cleaning up the sheets, the three of you eat ice cream and watch a movie, cuddled up together.

Having two boyfriends can be a bit hard sometimes, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world. They loved you more than anything, and made sure you felt beautiful and loved with every opportunity they got.

“I love you, boys…” you say softly as you begin to drift off. They kiss your cheeks, smiling before nuzzling into you.

“Love you too, princess.”

“I love you dearly, angel.”

[im-in-love-with-99-demons-again]

I loved the kurapica and the younger sister of chrollo story a lot can I please request a part 2 for it.

Imagine her feeling so guilty when she gave birth to her twins who also ineated the eyes she send the children to him with a note saying that she doesn't deserve to a mother of the kids and that he finally got 2 more kurta in the world and hope he is happy about it.

The sadder part if you want is her dying after childbirth and the note is her last will for kurapica how would he react the twins and her death because of it.

Imagine kurapica holding the children with the scarlet eyes how protective he would be even watching his friends like a hawk when they see the twins .

WAIT OMGGGGGG THIS IS LIKE 😍😍

idk if you wanted the reader to die while giving childbirth or

from the effect of it later on..

..or after a while she gave birth she offed herself?......yes

Part one: Here

I just realized you wanted her to give the children to Kurapika with the note........I mean I did something like it...sorta 🤧

Warnings: Angst, kinda no comfort

not really spell checked

How long has it been since he last saw you? Days? weeks? Months?

.....not sure but he truly regretted telling you to leave, he didn't open the envelope you gave him that night but it has been tempting him ever since you left.

He tried to text you, call you but to no avail, it just went straight to voice message.

He tried to ask Leorio, Melody, Killua and Gon if they heard anything from you but none of them did. He tried to look for you but not much because he still had work to do.

Now the only thing he didn't do was open the note you had given him before your departure.

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(Y/n View)

these babies were growing inside you and that only made your guilt build up.

You had found out that you were having twins around the 10th week. you had been avoiding going to the hospital and mostly hiding away in a small shack in meteor city, it wasn't the best place to give birth and raise children but ....do you even deserve to mother these children?

Or to even call yourself their mother?! You wondered if Kurapika read what was in the envelope. Not too long from now you'll be giving birth to these twins...only a month away now.

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(Kurapika view)

Kurapika got home late and lazily walked into his once shared bedroom, the house/apartment was so quiet and gloomy without you. He laid down on the bed with his eyes closed as a long sad sigh escaped his lips.

he opened his eyes and looked at his nightstand, his eyes soon laid on the unopened envelope it was the last thing you gave to him and yet he hasn't opened it....Kurapika slowly got up from the bed and lazily picked up the envelope, he looked at it for a bit longer.

He knows he should open it but he remembers what he lost and is afraid it just might make him feel even worse for what he had said to you, but he knew he had to open it.

((Prolonging this 🤡))

Kurapika swallowed down his guilt that was slowly building up and started to slowly opens the envelope.

Once done he took out a letter and picture that was in a small thin case, he sat down the picture wanting to read the letter first. He unfolded the letter and began to read.

As Kurapika reads the letter his eyes widen and the letter slowly falls out of his hands and onto the ground, Kurapika hesitantly turns to the small thin case before picking it up and taking out the pictures from within. His heart sank and his blood ran cold, tears began to form and his scarlet eyes glowed bright. "what...what have I..done?'' Guilt filled Kurapika as he sank down and his head hung low.

He had to find you and quick because supposedly to the letter you should be close to giving birth soon and he can't let you do this alone, he can't let you believe he hates you....but he's unsure if he'll make it on time..Kurapika grips the pictures in his fingers before glaring at the floor, he knew what he had to do.

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(Y/n View)

A month went by and it was only a matter of days before you gave birth and the guilt just kept building up in you, you felt as if now you were taking Kurapika's family again and not only that you killed your children's relatives ((oop-)) and left their father.

After a couple of days went by you were hit with a wave of pain, as you felt a warm sensation come out of your lower region. they were coming.

You quickly took your pants and undergarment off and started to push, ((oop-))  you knew this was extremely risky to do all by yourself but you were determined. you continued to push through your screams.

After some time you hear soft crying from a baby but your relief was not yet, you quickly cut the umbilical cord and tied it with something temporary.

You had to act quick because you still had another baby to give birth too and you kept pushing, you started to feel a bit lightheaded but kept pushing, taking fast heavy breath in and out as as you started to feel the relief coming soon.

After both babies were out you cut the umbilical cord of the other and started to feel more and more lightheaded from the loss of blood and the pain..soon everything went black... "N-no.....I..I need...to stay..."

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(Kurapika View)

Kurapika needed to find you....he needed to tell you he still "Loved You" but the only person who might know where you are is...your brother..Chrollo. As much as he didnt want help from him he had no other choice. If he really wanted to find you then he wouldn't care about what he'd have to do.

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(Y/n View)

You slowly open your eyes to find yourself in bed with the covers over you, but then you remember you just gave birth. You quickly sit up but then a stinging pain in your lower region starts.

"They're alright...they're just sleeping right now" you looked to your left to see Machi. Her nen was always useful for when someone was hurt but her nen wasn't something you'd think would be good for birth but hey it worked?

You look around before raising an eyebrow, how would she be here? Did she search for you? You decided to just ask her later and focused on how you're babies are "C-can I see them....." She nods and goes to pick your baby twins as she walks over to you before placing them both in your arms. "They're both boys..."

(Sorry if you wanted something like one girl and one boy...i can change it)

you stared in awe, they were adorable.

You weakly smile before looking back up at Machi. "H-how did you find me?..." You ask quietly.

"Heard you were missing and well......the boss said he might know where you are....guess he was right, and it's a good thing we came almost on time sorta....you were bleeding...a lot.....are you stupid? you know you can't just do this on your own"

Machi says that last part with a pout as she crosses her arms, you giggle in a bit of shame nodding your head.

“yeah, sorry about that"

"Don't say sorry to me, say sorry to your babies....you almost killed them too doing this alone" Machi was right you look down at your babies sleeping soundly, hearing their soft breathing made you a bit calmer but a sting in your heart made you wince.

"i..I'm sorry, to both of you, i'm so sorry" Machi smiles softly before sighing and sitting down. You said as you started to tear up but held them back and wiped your eyes.

"where's my brother?" You ask softly

"He left earlier today, said he had to do something" <---Machi

"do what?"<---y/n

"Don't know, never told me, just to stay by your side until he returns"<---Machi

"oh....thank you” <---y/n

Machi nods before handing you some water which you gladly took because you only now realized how dry your throat was.

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(Kurapika View)

Kurapika mentally prepares himself for what he is about to do but one thing is keeping him from doing what he doesn't really want to do and that is...Where is your brother?

Kurapika sighed heavily, first he didn't know where you were and you were pregnant, god knows if you gave birth yet.

Kurapika started to walk near places he had last heard that they were, walking past an alleyway a voice calls out. "If you're searching for the boss then listen up"

Kurapika stops in his tracks and looks towards the direction where the voice came, the voice chuckles before continuing.

"The boss would be at the Abandoned church in Meteor city, he's waiting there for you" ((I straight up don't know where their hideout is 🥸)) Kurapika immediately started to walk over to there, even though there was one of the phantom troupe members right there, he could have just fought them first but you matter more and he needs to find you as quick as possible.

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(Y/n View)

You fed your babies once they woke up but something was on your mind, something that slowly started to make your stomach turn. You tried to deny it but that would be foolish.

Once your babies awoke you swear you saw a glimpse of red in the eyes of one of your babies but soon the other also had it......You swallowed the lump in your throat before looking down at your babies happily looking up at you, you smile softly before a sudden pain struck you and you cough out blood that drips down onto one of your son's cheek, the baby begins to cry which makes the other cry as well. Machi gets up with worry written on her face.

"Y/n.....i should have told you sooner....but my nen won't last long on you...your wounds were already taking your life when we found you.....you should have been dead by now if we hadn't found you but still...we were late.

You only have so much time before you succumb to your wounds...i'm sorry" Machi looks down apologetically.

"I see..."

you wipe the blood off your baby's face and your own as well as you then calm down your babies.

"Machi...could you bring me some pieces of paper and a pen please?"

Machi nods and runs off to get them, once she comes back she hands you the stuff and a broken down clipboard.

you take the stuff and begin to write, you knew you didn't have much time in this world so you had to write to the people you love....one last time. As you wrote your hands began to shake and your head began to spin but you had to finish the writings, you coughed more blood into a rag nearby before drinking more water, swallowing the iron taste of blood.

You looked down and decided to name one and left the other for Kurapika to name, the name you chose was ((Baby's name)) once you were done you put them all in different envelopes and the last two you finished were Kurapika's and your brother's Chrollo.

As you set the letter down on the nightstand next to your old slightly broken down bed you started to cradle your babies with a soft smile as you look out the dusted window, you mind then began to wonder how they'd look when they are older but the more you thought the more your heart sank because you knew deep down you wouldn't be there for them when they go to school when they learn go walk or when they grow up or even when they say their first words....

you wouldn't be there to experience motherhood and you didn't just feel bad for yourself but for your children who will have to grow without a mother and for Kurapika who would be alone to father them even when he's busy.....and Chrollo.....you knew he would be sad about your death but he might never really show it, saying something like death is beautiful or some shit but you knew deep down it hurt him severely.

Suddenly you were brought out of your daze to the sound of a camera taking a picture, you look to the source of the sound and find Machi chuckling.

"You looked really pretty, here let's take another this time face the camera"

Machi says, aiming the Camera at you again, you smile while holding your babies in your arms higher.

Machi takes the picture and soon it comes out of the camera, she waves it around a little before giving it to you.

You smile before taking them and placing them in one of the letters.

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(Kurapika's View)

Once he got to Meteor City he was greeted with an almost destroyed city ((....yes)) he then started to look around for a building that looked like a church, as he walked more into the city he saw a big building with a caved in ceiling.

He began to walk inside through one of the broken walls stepping over anything in the way, he looked around before his eyes landed on a man with slicked back black hair and very pale skin, he was reading out of a book.

Kurapika walked up closer with a glare as he clenched his fists. He breathed in deep to calm himself down, because his scarlet eyes were showing through.

"I suppose you are here to ask about the whereabouts of my dear sister"

"Do......do you know where she is?'' <---Kurapika

Kurapika tried to keep his voice calm but it was slightly hard since he had to face the man that killed his entire clan.

"I do"

Chrollo sighs before closing his book and standing up.

"But....I don't quite like helping someone who killed my members...."

"You're one to talk"

Kurapika hissed under his breath.

"But i will take you to her.....because......we are family now"

Chrollo smirked while Kurapika clenched his jaw.

"Follow me.....before it's to late"<---Chrollo

"Late?"<---Kurapika

"Yes....you see Y/n was already well......dead when I found her but one of my members had fixed her up the best she could......"

Chrollo said as he walked down and began to walk outside, Kurapika's eyes widened, you were...dead? Kurapika soon caught up with Chrollo, they both walked in an awkward silence before reaching a worn down shack. As Kurapika got closer he began to hear soft voices but only one was clear to him and it was yours. He immediately ran to the front of the shack and stood in the doorway with his arms by his side, you turned to look at him and your eyes widened.

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(Y/n's view)

How did he know you were here? You saw his eyes start to water as he shakily took a step closer.

"Y-y/n...."

Kurapika's voice broke a bit.

Machi gets up and leaves to give you some privacy.

"Kurapika?....."

the minute you say his name he runs up to you and pulls you into a tight hug crying out saying he was sorry and that he loved you, you started to tear up and began to cry because in truth you began to think he hated you and this was all you needed to hear to make you finally feel at ease, as you both cry you soon hear soft crying that soon turns into louder.

Kurapika pulls away and sees the babies crying, his eyes widened.

"T-twins?...."

Kurapika smiles before whispering.

"They look beautiful"

Kurapika looks up at you before wiping some of your tears away before sliding his hand more to move some of your hair out of your face and behind your ear, he slowly Leans in and kisses your nose then your lips.

he pulls back and asks if he could hold one of them you slowly nod, as he picks one up he starts to calm him down while you calmed down (Baby name).

You smiled as you looked at Kurapika doing surprisingly a good job at calming down the baby, you then look back at the front door to the shack and saw your brother leaning on the door frame, he had a small weak smile on before leaving...So he...brought Kurapika?.....they helped each other?

you smile at Kurapika who smiles back at you but then a strong pain struck your side and you coughed out blood again this time much more than before, Kurapika's smile faded and got replaced with a worried one, you tried to breath but it felt clogged so you swallowed down the blood but more and more just came which made you cough out more. you try to move the baby away from you so as to not get blood on him.

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(Kurapika's View)

Kurapika tried to help his best even though he knew it was pointless, he still tried because he can't just stand there and watch you die right in front of him and your babies.

Tears started to fall from his eyes as you started to fall limp and your eyes began to slowly shut, your body fell back onto the bed weakly you held Kurapika's hand with a weak smile as your tears fell you whispered.

"I...love..you"

your hand then went limp and your breathing stopped.

Your body slowly became cold, Kurapika couldn't stop his tears from falling and the sound of your babies crying didn't help ease his stress and guilt of not being there for you guys.

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(Chrollo's View)

Chrollo stood right outside the shack walls hearing as you died and the cries of the ones you loved.

Chrollo slowly looked up at the sunset sky with a sad smile he sighed as a single tear fell from one of his eyes, he quickly wiped it away as he began to walk away.

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(Y/n's View pov)

I felt weak...did I die? No, I can still faintly hear Kurapika and our children....but it's starting to fade.....I can't die.....not yet....I feel numb and cold, is this all there is to death?

* hours later Kurapika got finished with your grave, he didn't bury you, he didn't have the guts to do it, so he surrounded you with your favorite flowers and placed one last kiss on your lips before whispering. softly

"Goodbye.."

Kurapika began to walk away with the twins in his arms asleep. Kurapika walked with his head hung low, he soon passed by Chrollo before stopping and muttering.

"Thank you....for letting me see her"

then he walked away. *

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(Chrollo's View)

Chrollo watched Kurapika leave before walking back to the shack and seeing that he made a grave for you right there surrounded by flowers.

((Where did he get the flowers 😶‍🌫))

Chrollo came up to you and placed a single black rose behind your ear. Chrollo then whispered softly.

"I'll soon join you...by the hands of the man who broke your heart...."

With that he left.

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Once Kurapika got back he saw Leorio but didn't bother talking because he wasn't in the mood and Leorio saw that and respected it even though he had so many questions because to Leorio it looked like Kurapika had just kidnapped two babies.

After a couple of days Leorio and Melody had came up to Kurapika's place and Kurapika had answered the door ((Surprisingly)) he looked tired and his eyes lacked something.

Kurapika had let them in and both Melody and Leorio were greeted with baby cries which Kurapika immediately ran to calm them down and see what they needed.

"Are they yours? and did you find Y/n?"

Leorio said but the minute he mentioned your name Kurapika froze.

"They are mine......."

That was all Kurapika said as he slowly turned his head and glared at both Leorio and Melody with his scarlet eyes. Leorio quickly nodded and didn't question it further.

A couple days later Kurapika had read the letter you gave him and the pictures of you holding the twins made his heart melt.

He had found out you had already named one of them and he knew which one it was because there was a birthmark in the exact same place you had one.

Your letter had also questioned if he was happy that he had two more kurta's in the world which he sadly sighed because at the moment he would have been happier if you were also still here but he was grateful for the life you had given him and vowed to protect them with his life.

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(Y/n's View)

Two buttons In front of you, one reads 'yes' the other 'no' the question for the buttons...

"Would you like to live again?"

THE END

Anywho I know it took me forever

it's cuz I kinda lost motivation....

I'm back tho sorta.

I can always continue this and make it end happily, so like a part 3......

Word count: 3,439

[oneforblu]

watching hunter x hunter: yorknew city arc

I finally started watching hxh last week, which is so good. I have been wanting to watch something that would completely immerse me into the world, and I haven't had that since FMAB, but now I confidently say he has taken me in!

Currently in, towards the end of yorknew city arc, and it is 10/10. The music, the storyline, the worldbuilding, and just so much fun. My favorite characters are Gon, Killua, Kurapika, and Chrollo.

Gon was a favorite since the first episode; his overwhelming positivity and curiosity are just too infectious. killua, however, became my second favorite in the Zoldyck family arc after learning more about his life. When they reunited and went to Whale Island, it brought me so much joy. There's something so heartwarming about the two wanting to be friends and protect one another no matter the cost. The two of them have grown on me and i love watching killugon develop every few episodes!

Kurapika in the current arc I'm on is, in my opinion, the show's star! His net ability is so cool. I love episode 47 because we see him at his full potential. He's a great character striving to take back what his clan has lost. He's mentally and physically strong, and I hope he gets the justice he deserves.

In my opinion, Chrollo is a fantastic villain because he isn't outwardly sinister or violent. Unlike the others in the troupe, he keeps to himself, silently reading in a dark corner. However, this makes him much more intimidating. He doesn't need to be out and loud about his strength because he knows what he's capable of.

As of now, hxh is definitely exceeding my expectations, and I can't wait to see what else is in store!

[bronanlynch]

actually the main thing that I wanted to say is that I would love to someday be able to write something that hits the same way as the scene where kurapika looks at the troupe's decoy corpses because it's like. it's got everything. it's got kurapika torn between relief that the troupe is gone and disappointment that he didn't get to kill them himself and that everything he did was for nothing. it's got the dramatic irony that the troupe isn't actually gone. it's got the reiteration of how shitty the mafia is, and that kurapika has committed to working for some truly horrible people in order to get his revenge and it didn't even matter and now he has to have some guy shit talk him for doing his job and then go back inside to bid on eyes that were taken from the dead bodies of his people. it's got the implications that the troupe have faked their death because they are (rightfully) afraid of kurapika specifically and the reminder that for all of the atrocities they've committed they are also very human (which doesn't erase the atrocities and in some ways highlights how terrible they are because. they're just people who chose to do this. which ties back into the thematic throughline in hxh abt how there's nothing uniquely inherently evil abt even the worst of the antagonists, anyone who pursues power could end up like this, even the protagonists, living in a world that incentivizes becoming extremely powerful and using that power selfishly. so they're doubly scary bc the threat is both physical - that they will harm the protagonists - and existential - that the protagonists will end up them), and that while kurapika deserves justice (and also little a violent revenge. as a treat. if he wants) the mafia has no moral high ground here (like the phantom troupe, they're profiting off of the massacre of kurapika's people) (they don't care that their bodyguards are risking their lives and getting killed defending them) (they talk abt dismembering the troupe member's bodies but leaving their faces intact so they can post pictures on the internet and it's like. yeah everyone sucks here actually I do not feel bad that the phantom troupe has killed a bunch of the mafia people. they should specifically kill the people who said that). also the line "kurapika is drowning in a sea of indescribable emptiness" has lived rent-free in my mind for the past decade

[hunting-songs]

The butter began to sizzle as it melted in the pan. It was soon accompanied by chives and bacon, both cut into small cubes. With a few gentle movements, the melted butter began to surround the other ingredients, while they began to brown. "We, Kurta, have our own language" He blurted out casually while he was cooking. A soft smile appeared on his face at the memory. "In fact, it was only when I was able to go out into the outside world that I learned to speak the universal language well. Until then, I spoke with our native language and was learning this one." He turned with a soft smile to see Senritsu who was sitting on the other side at the kitchen counter.

Once ready, he mixed the chives and bacon with the spaghettis, while making sure that it was well mixed. "There are some words that I have trouble remembering sometimes, however, I try to think in my native language, even if I end up speaking in this, so at least, I don't forget what it was like" Kurapika took two plates, and carefully served the food on them. "I literally do the translation as I speak" Handing one of the plates to Senritsu, he finally approached so they could have dinner together. "When we go to Lukso, I would love to bring as many books as possible from there, if are still readable or salvageable. Then I will to read them in my language"

The spicy scent of the chives hung in the kitchen as delicious as a perfume. Senritsu had originally sat down by the kitchentable listening to music through headphones, but those were already long forgotten laying on the table. Instead, with her chin placed on her hands, she listened to Kurapika- his focused heartbeat, the way is voice changed in tune when he smiled, his words. "That explains the soave accent I am hearing when you say certaine words.", she tilted her head from one side to another light a thoughtful bird: "I had wondered about that."

Senritsu just chukled quietly, smiling to herself. "When we go to Lukso, yes. That sounds like a good idea." 'When' meant that it was planned. 'When' meant that it was planned because he was thinking of the future. 'When' meant that is was planned, because he wanted this future to happen to him. 'When' was a word Senritsu enjoyed hearing from Kurapika.

Kurapika serving the food earned him a little applause from the woman in all good humor. Laughing the woman took one of the plates and sat it down infront of her on the kitchentable, yet she did not started to eat, instead she waited for the man to sit down himself and then, humming gently she asked: "So how do I say ' You are teneramente spoiling me rotten. What did I do right in my life to deserve beeing cooked for by you and how could I ever repay you that leggiadro heartmelody you sing for me', in your mothertounge, mhmmmmmm? " [ @skarletchains ]

[swallowtailed]

thoughts about hunter x hunter on the eve of the chimera ant arc

gon’s biggest superpower is not punching good or following scents. it's making people like him, simply by being himself. everyone around him becomes charmed by him eventually. i don’t think there’s an actual limit to this, it just takes varying amounts of time. (seems to run in the family—thinking about ging, he of many friends and apparently zero enemies.)

this is a story about two things: what we owe to each other, and learning to open yourself to love. ging is continually fleeing everyone who cares for him and throwing up smokescreens in his wake. kurapika practically avoids his friends in the yorknew city arc, because he knows they’ll try to protect him. the tragedy of the phantom troupe is that some of them really do love each other, and the rest have no idea. and in the middle of all of this is gon, shouting at illumi that he doesn’t deserve to be killua’s brother. 

it’s so fascinating to watch killua scrabble for a foothold in a life without his family/with gon. every authority figure tells them that gon has more potential, which clearly hurts killua, likely because he’s spent so much of his life defined by his skills and is only now learning to live outside of that. but in greed island he seems to be leaning a little more into being able to help gon—perhaps being the only person who can. which of course manifests as (checks notes) making himself into the barrel of a gun. excited to see the crisis point.

hisoka has only become more creepy and i wonder if the intention is to highlight how childhood can be exploited in this world/genre.

god i love kurapika so much. i would watch a whole show, this same length, about kurapika. there's so much there and i worry it's not going to be explored. i probably wouldn't watch a whole show this length about leorio, but i have completely come around on him since his first appearance, which is impressive tbh.

[transfemmbeatrice]

Hunter x Hunter for the fandom ask meme

i’m not all the way through yet so i’m just basing this on being partway through the ants arc! also i’m on my phone so formatting is probably fucked

the first character i ever fell in love with: gon i think? extremely earnest protagonist isn’t usually my type but character who is oblivious and doesn’t get fucked over by it bc of how powerful they are is my favorite and he did that a lot in the beginning. also foiling bad guys by being too nice.

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: the closest i can think of is hisoka? i still love him but he’s. i would really prefer if he didn’t get horny about children but sometimes anime is just like that

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: i can’t think of anything? i am only ever adding more ships to my collection

my ultimate favorite character™: killua of course because i’m predictable. he’s sad!! and he’s learning that the world can have joy and love!!!

• prettiest character: there are so many banger character designs in this show is the thing. the first to mind was kurapika but there’s also chrollo and kastro. and of course hisoka.

• my most hated character: killua’s brother who is a fatphobic joke about being mean and eating food. my love to hate is definitely illumi.

my OTP: just the obvious gon and killua, and leorio and kurapika. i refuse to choose one over the other.

my NOTP: uh. hisoka/most people?? besides illumi i just don’t want to inflict that creep on anyone.

favorite episode: this is hard because i’ve been bingeing it so it all just runs together but the little mini arc at zoldyck mansion was incredible. i love canary and seeing killua’s family and how fucked up it all is

saddest death: i know he’s not 100% dead but kite was devastating

favorite season: greed island ig? i didn’t like it at first but ended up loving it. especially dodgeball.

least favorite season: heaven’s arena arc. i still liked it but it felt a little slow and the stakes weren’t super interesting to me.

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: i don’t really know the fandom takes but it doesn’t feel like i hate anyone controversial?

my 'you're piece of trash, but you're still a fave' fave: hisoka. hate that guy <3

my 'beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this' fave: i was going to say gon but he loves it actually so kurapika. he definitely deserves better, rooting for you king

my this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it' ship: i hate the like. wording and tone of this but after the last media club plus episode it’s tonpa/leorio lmao they deserve each other

my 'they're kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i'm not too invested' ship: kurapika and melody. i think i mostly love them as friends but korapika deserves a polycule tbh

[kentopedia]

i love the hxh theme ! it’s my fav animanga, and.. kurapika giggles (i apologize for my gushing) <3 also hru? i hope ur doing well, if not, i hope u feel better. i can always pop in with some nanami hc’s or for any of ur favs if you’d like !

hehe omg so many hxh fans on here i love to see it!!! hxh is amazingggg <33 and kurapika !!!! no need for apologies, he deserves all the love in the entire world!

i had a little bit of a rough start to the week but it’s slowly but surely been getting better :3 but thank you so so much!! i hope you’ve been doing well also !! you are always welcome to pop in with any hc’s, i love to hear them 🥹 you’re so sweet!

[hunting-songs]

Too dramatically bashfully to be serious Senritsu took a strain of red hair framing her face and held it over her nose and mouth, hiding behind it demonstrative. There was a mischievous shimmer in her dark eyes when she looked back at the other, even if the worried line was still visible pale between her eyebrows like scar: "Why, just glances by me are enough to feed your ego? Than I should ask Basho for poerty books to learn compliments from, because you deserve so much more beautiful things than just looks. Really, your standarts are too low, I should make sure you raise them by getting you used to praise and beautiful compliments. You deserve so much more than just glances."

"You sure you should ask me that? Since I would just encourage you to wear what makes you feel comfortable and good about yourself as you feeling comfortable is the most sweetest lullaby one could listen to." lifting her hands Senritsu let her fingers dance through the warm air after the echo of the melody she loved so much to listen to; him feeling comfortable when sitting reading in the kitchen and the evening sun fell on his back to warm it; him in the musicroom to listen to her playing piano, him sitting in the driverseat with the fresh autumnair playfully running along his face through the open carwindow; him wrapping his arm around her middle to pull her over the futon to his chest with the blanket over them like a protective wall. "Be that you wearing your mhmmmmm...venusto embroidered Clangarb or just tanktops. Though-", her dark eyes andered back to the man, wandered over the curve of his lips, the line of his jaws, down his neck,to his shoulder, down his arm to his long, slender fingers. Senritsu laughed quietly and looked to the side, shaking her head scoldingly over herself: "-I would not complain to see your arms. You are a very handsome man and I am just a very normal person who enjoys when the world gifts them compiacevole things. Or compiacevole forms to look at.But, mhmmmm.."her hand stopped the dance and instead she tapped a little tact against her chin as innocently as sh was not and her dark eyes shimmered like the eyes of a cat ready to pounce at a plaything: "..you are already so beautiful that certaine eyes are looking after you whenever you walk past them. If you now start to wear sleeveless cloth, I am sure some maids will just start to faint all affabile everytime they see you. That sure would reduce the workload the staff can do when they have to pick up their dolce maids off the floor left and right." Senritsus chuckle sounded much too loud in the stillness still hanging thick like a blanket over the mansion- she heard the footsteps of the kitchenstaff starting to work to prepare the breakfast for the Nostrads faint like the feet of little mice, but beside that it was quiet. The mansion slept in the much too early morninghours. Beside him. Beside him who played her favorite song for her. Beside him who played her favorite song for her because he felt comfortable with her. The woman winked over to Kurapika in all good humor, already a rueful smile curled around her dark lips: "I am just joking, please do not take me serious. I am sure the maids will be polite enough to go to the staffroom before they faint when they see you sleeveless." It sounded wrong to break through that beautiful song he sang for her by stepping closer and hearing the echo of her feet on the floor, but Senritsu still did and fished her mobilephone out of her trousers pocket.

"Mhmmmm, who am I to not accept a challenge? Okay," , nimbly she held up the mobilephone so Kurapika could see the screen with the one-minute-timer: "-timer is put on a minute. First you than its my turn for one minute, yes?"

Handsome man, Senritsu thought and her dark eyes lingered a second, just a second, too long on his bare arms , very handsome man. Than, laughing quietly, the woman just shaked her head scoldingly over her own thoughts and tapped her fingers against her forehead with a deep, still by chuckles distorted, sigh. "Good morning," She was better than this. She was so much better than this. At least she thought that she was better than this. And there was still the echo of Senritsus chuckle dancing sweetly through the room, even if it had been distored by a rueful smile curling around her dark lips. Training had been good for him- yes, there was still the restlessness of his sleeplessness in his heartbeatbut it was overtuned by the content exaustion after moving around and hearing that content melody, even if it was just overtuning another restless and tensed melody, was calming that spark of fear that had digged like a knife in her guts when she had reached for him across the futon and did not find him laying there: "No need for that worried melody. Its still early, even Linssens alarm had not ringed yet.Though I am sure, if it would have ringed, you would have heard it even here, keen hearing or not. So no, there is not yet time for breakfast, therefor you have to deal with my mhmm...con gioco company."

"Mhmmm...I heard you standing up. And when I rolled over and reached for you, you were gone. I-" was worried. I was worried for you. I am worried for you. Are you alright, Kurapika? She did not ended the sentences this way but it was clearly hearable in the little line between her big eyes and the way she had tilted her head to the side as she listened very attentive after the song Kurapika was singing for her through his breathing, through his heartbeat, through his way of moving. Instead of saying what was on her mind she only winked up to the other in all good humor: "-wondered, did I snorred so loud that I chased you away? My restless, stanco heart and my snorring lungs needed answers." Her short fingers tapped against her chest, pointing to the lungs beneath flesh and bones that were definitive not snorring and neither did her nose yet she wanted to make him laugh a little and telling him that she followed because she had been worried for him was a weight she did not wanted to put on his shoulders. Not yet, not now, never, not when she could already listen to his heartbeat turning into a requiem everyday a little more while working in the Nostrade-family.

But right now the mansion was still sleeping in the early morning like a lazy cat under the thick blanket that was the much too early morning, so that havy heartbeat that she heard always from him was yet nothing but an echo of yesterday. And as selfish as it was, Senritsu wanted to listen to him beeing contently exhausted with the restlessness of a sleepless night just a background melody, just a moment longer.

A little, rueful smile curled around the womans lips when she walke dover to the other, humming gently: "..mhmmmm, how much pull-ups can you do in one minute?" Her fingers tapped a quiet melody as teasing asa caressing finger tickling down bare skin against the pull-up-bar: "As a former member of a marching band who had to carry a trumpet, playing it and keeping in sync in the march with around fifteen other people, I think it is my duty to pretend I sure could do more pull-ups than you, who never had to carry a trumpet, playing it and keeping in sync with the march." [ @skarletchains ]

[lilly-sye]

A compilation of younger Kurapika to bless your dash~

[queensconquest]

killuvolts said:  💕 kurapika :D

(  TALK  ABOUT  THE  MUSE  ) 💕 for a love headcanon

    He  has  no  experience  at  all  ,  and  this  applies  to  his  future  verse.  As  much  as  part  of  him  wants  to  experience  it  ,  he’s  afraid  for  the  other  person’s  safety  ,  and  to  how  they’d  react  to  his  secret.  So  he’s  avoided  love  for  the  sake  of  both  sides.  He  doesn’t  enjoy  seeing  romantic  films  either  because  he  feels  love  isn’t  something  he  can  let  himself  have  ,  and  seeing  it  tends  to  make  him  feel  sad  even  if  he  might  hide  it.  Love  seems  like a  surefire  way  to  lose  someone  ,  and  he  couldn’t  stand  to  go  through  that  again.  So  for  the  time  ,  he  remains  with  0  experience  of  any  sorts  ,  thought  conceptually  he  understands.  

[morallygreyyn]

Could you maybe do a omega kurapika x fem alpha reader

spoiled - (omega!kurapika x alpha!reader)

description: just some domestic, fluffy omega kurapika because he truly deserves all the cuddles and to be haPPY

authors note: my first omegaverse fic! it's literal trash i swear but it was so much fun to write! can't wait to write more of this genre! thanks so much for the request <3

warnings: omegaverse if you count that, implied nsfw at the end, trash writing

word count: 1.3k

requests are open!

Kurapika was not someone to be taken lightly. He was a complex individual with his cool and collected demeanour and yet harbouring an endless sea of hatred and rage within. He rarely trusted and confided in people and had very few friends. This isn’t to say he didn’t care deeply for the friends that he did have. Of course Leorio, Gon and Killua meant the world to him. As did you, though he couldn’t really label you as just a friend.

You were his alpha, his confidant, his life partner. You had stuck by his side through thick and thin, seeing him through his dark path and out the other side. He could never thank you enough for all the support you had given him over the years, but he hoped he could repay you for the rest of his life.

Kurapika, no matter how long of a day he had, always stopped by where you worked and waited to walk home with you. He nodded at the receptionist as he walked past, all too familiar with this routine. Reaching the floor where your office was, the Kurta swiftly glided down the long halls, knowing the layout like the back of his hand. He made sure to knock three times on your office door so you knew it was him.

Flinging the door open, you greeted your mate with a bright smile that never failed to make him feel pleasantly warm and fuzzy. He followed you inside, your familiar scent hitting him the second he stepped foot into your small office.

Pictures of you and him and also of your friends littered your office, along with scattered books and a mountain of paperwork that sat pride of place on your desk.

“Are you almost ready?” He asked, eyeing the stack of paper that was seemingly holding you captive.

“I wish!” You groaned and flopped back into your chair, wanting for all the world to set fire to the miserable pile beside you.

Smiling, Kurapika approached you. Placing a hand on your back, he started to rub soothing circles as he glanced over the work you had left.

“I’m very thankful I don’t work in an office.”

“I’m starting to think you had the right idea with your job.” You laughed and rubbed your eyes, feeling calmer thanks to your mate’s scent. “My hunter licence got me this comfortable job but it's so much work.”

“Maybe you should quit.” He teased, never ceasing the soothing motions.

“Ha, very funny.” Both you and Kurapika knew that you wouldn’t leave unless there was something else that you really wanted to do. This job paid quite well and for all the complaining you did, it wasn’t bad by any means. 

“Anyway, you go ahead.” You kissed his hand quickly before you returned to the mountain of work before you. “I just have to finish this first.”

He laughed lightly at your sigh and kissed the top of your head. “I’ll see you soon then.”

Kurapika trudged his way back home, his thoughts far away. He took the quickest route, thankful where you worked wasn’t too far from where you lived. Unlocking the door, the familiar scent of home washed over him, flooding his senses. The blonde omega let out a breath, grateful he had somewhere like this to return to.  

Untying his shoes at the door, he quickly got to work. Seeing as you were working so hard, he decided to make your favourite dinner as all the ingredients were in the house already. Setting everything on the counters, Kurapika hummed softly as he started to chop, his thoughts centering around you and how proud he was that you were his mate. This was a common train of thought for the omega, never getting past how lucky he was that he met you and that you loved him.

He went into autopilot as he cooked, knowing this recipe inside out. He hadn’t realised the time going by until he heard the front door open and you shuffle inside. 

“Please tell me that’s what I think it is.” Kurapika heard you groan with delight at the smell of dinner.

The omega chuckled at your reaction, continuously stirring the pot of sauce. “Yes, it’s what you think it is.”

“You are amazing.” You grinned, kissing his cheek in gratitude when you entered the kitchen, eyeing up his cooking with hungry eyes.

“I’m only cooking you dinner.” He rolled his eyes but still felt immensely pleased that you liked what he was doing. You moved around the kitchen, already beginning to clean up what your omega no longer needed.

“I thought that paperwork was never going to end.” You huffed as you set the table, moving Kurapika by the waist so you could get to the cutlery drawer he was blocking. You took delight in the faint blush that appeared on his cheeks, neck and ears, knowing that he always had that reaction whenever you grabbed him by the waist.

Dinner was a relaxed affair, both of you talking about how your days had gone and cracking small jokes here and there. By the time both of you were done, Kurapika’s eyes were shining with mirth, something you never thought you’d get to see when you first met him.

When your omega made a move to start cleaning up, you quickly stood up, pressing a quick kiss to his lips which stopped him in his tracks.

“You go sit down and relax, I’ll handle cleaning up.” The Kurta smiled in appreciation before leaving your side to snuggle into the couch with a blanket that you had secretly scented that morning as Kurapika had left for work before you.

“Thank you.” His voice was sincere as he sunk deeper into the fabric, the familiar scent of you washing over him, soothing all of his stress away. Kurapika closed his eyes, his mind going blissfully blank as he listened to the muted sounds of you cleaning the kitchen. 

By the time you had finished, Kurapika had totally emptied his mind of all worries and was ready just to spend the evening with his favourite person.

“My love?” He heard you call out and he cracked his eyes open, greeting you with a smile.

“Hm?” The blonde omega responded, making room for you on the couch.

“Are you okay?” You whispered into his hair once you had settled beside him. This was a common question you asked. He didn’t mind at all, it showed you cared about him.

“I’m fine.” He gave you a small, tired smile as he reached for your hand. “Really.”

He nuzzled into your neck, enjoying your soothing scent. This was always Kurapika’s favourite time of day, just the two of you relaxing together. No matter how long he lived or how many hours he spent in your arms, it would never be enough.

“I love you.” He broke the silence, just to make sure you knew how he was feeling.

You smiled and kissed his head. “I love you too.”

You let your omega rest for a couple of minutes before a thought popped into your mind. You never properly said thank you for the meal he made.

“Seems like I need to spoil you properly tonight.” You murmured in his ear, taking delight in the shiver that shot down his spine.

“You spoil me enough already.” He acted as if he didn’t know what you were implying.

“Oh really, then you’re very familiar with what I’m about to do then.” You grinned wickedly and scooped your mate up in your arms. He let out a small yelp of surprise, red staining his cheeks. 

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” You raised an eyebrow as you carried him into the bedroom, realisation dawning on Kurapika’s face. “I’m going to spoil you like you deserve.”

[kurorosbetrothed]

⇣ 𝘈 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰. ⇣

𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖸 ❀

"Please Kurapika! Let me stay with you please, you know I can't...  can't leave you." A woman pleaded to what seemed like her lover...  

her lover.

Her only one, who she wanted to protect. She wanted to heal every part that anguished him yet...she couldn't do anything, she couldn't mend his broken heart and in trying to protect him she lost herself as well as him. 

She asked herself...

What was the point?

Why couldn't she do anything? 

She just wanted to make him happy and make him..love her yet she was useless. 

Where did it all go wrong? 

All those questions yet not even one she could find the answer to as she stood there right before him begging him to let her help him, to let her love him. 

She couldn't leave him not when he was like this. 

Her heart ached to see him withstand all the torture all by himself that was inflicted on him by the past and now he had to deal with the pain that she caused.

He wanted to send her away, and make her leave because he was scared.. 

scared that he would let her into the strongholds that were concealing his heart which were deliberately starting to break. 

He wanted to suffer this, he deserved it, his clan, his family, his dear friend...

They were all gone and now he was left here all by himself until she came along...

She wanted to light up his life and she did, just like the others. He pushed them away so he had to push her away as well. 

He had to do this alone he had to face it by himself. Anyone else would just get in his way. 

He tried to convince himself by thinking that but no matter how much he tried he regretted it all, he regretted pushing them away and he knew if he pushed her away as well it would make him regret everything even more. 

How could he deal with this? He didn't know.

He wished that it would be all over one day, that he wouldn't have to face such pain but he knew he had to. 

After all, this was reality and you can't run away from reality no matter how much you attempt to. 

He didn't want her to see him like this in such a miserable state.

Trying to keep a stern face he managed to form words "I'm sorry Vera, I can't stay here with you anymore." 

He never wanted to say such things, everything was hurting, and looking at her pained him even more. 

How could he pretend to not care, after everything she had done for him? 

She made him feel at ease, she lessened the pain. When she was with him he felt that he need not face it all alone because she was with him, by his side. 

He didn't want to leave her, he wanted to remain with her for as long as he could. 

However, he had already surpassed the amount of time he could remain with her. 

Before he had not realized how madly he would fall in love with her but now he knew that she had become his sole weakness. 

Every being is full of imperfections but she was completely flawless in his eyes. 

Beauty, heart, power. 

She had it all, so how could he expect even a part of her to be flawed. Except, no being could ever be faultless, especially humans. 

There will always be something that can be considered wrong or improper. He was flawed and so was she perhaps even more than him.

 Holding onto his waist, she buried her head in his chest as she spoke...

"Kurapika..please listen to me. I know your in pain, your torturing yourself my dear don't do this to yourself. You don't deserve to suffer such pain such... anguish. Do you remember the time we met? You were in this same position, you were in pain, and when I had realized that, I had this feeling.. this belief that I had to do something, that I had to protect you. I wanted to hide you away from this cruel world, this world that ruined you and I still do. I will always.. always try everything I can to make you smile, to make you happy, to make you feel that you deserve a life full of everything you want. I will give you that life my dear, I will give you what you desire even if that means that I have to leave. I just want you to not torment yourself like this, please my darling. Seeing you like this, it feels as if someone has been thrusting a wooden stake through my chest over and over." 

Hearing her say those words, Kurapika had started to lose control of his emotions even more. 

In response to her holding onto his waist, he wrapped his arms around her and cradled his head into her shoulder. 

He didn't want to leave, never could he willingly abandon her. 

He had finally understood that he was too vulnerable, he could never quell this longing for love that he sought from her. 

Vera 

Vera

Vera

Kurapika repeated in his head all the while holding her in his arms not wanting to let go, not wanting to acknowledge the truth..

Both the lovers stood, embracing each other knowing they needed each other more than they wanted each other. 

If only they had known how little time they had left to satisfy their yearnings for one another's love. 

Chapter 1 'Stay' end.

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I wrote this quite long ago and forgot about it. It’s not much since I was really just experimenting. Maybe when I finish Mrs. Lucilfer I might continue this. But it’s still a maybe. I’ll definitely add a lot of changes if I decide to continue this fanfic but I’ll see what happens.

[mianavs]

Hello~ I saw your requests are open and since I loved your Kurapika toxic HC's I was wondering if you could write something for him? NSFW or SFW but as dark and angst as you want please? Maybe reader hurts herself because she feels empty and when is going to do the do with Kurapika he notices? I am not creative, sorry but I love bad endings and suffering lol

thank you for the prompt and i hope you like the scenario! ngl, writing this made me all sorts of sad but i also like angst/suffering. that being said, dark content below so read at your own risk!

tw: self-harm, drugs, blood, smut

wc: 1.3k+

“Y’wanna know what your fuckin’ problem is? Y’feel too much and sooner or later it’s gonna catch up t’ya.”

That was what your boss had said after your first mission as an assassin three years ago. You could still taste the bile you retched, hear his roaring laughter as he watched you, see the needle that pierced his skin and the liquid that disappeared from the syringe into his forearm.

He died of an overdose 6 months later and that was enough to permanently steer you away from drugs. You preferred to feel pain instead of being numb, so you turned to blades instead of needles and got addicted to slitting your skin instead of shooting up heroin.

You started off small with little nicks in hidden places like the back of your thighs, under your arms, and on your hands. The sting helped you cope with the guilt you felt after eliminating your victims that included criminals, parents, murderers, and children alike—your job didn’t discriminate.

But like any other addiction, you started building up a tolerance to the pain and the little cuts just didn’t do it anymore. You pressed down harder and dragged the blade more until scarlet crevices opened up, disgorging a steady stream of blood. With each incision, you sucked in a breath and let the sharp pain course through you. Whenever you cut down too deeply and tears welled up in your eyes, you blinked them away, remembering the life fading from your victims’ eyes. If they didn’t cry at death’s doorstep then you sure as hell couldn’t after only a couple of gashes.

Even though you drowned in guilt as soon as you stumbled back home, you never hesitated during a job and that was the version of you he met—the confident, cold-blooded killer.

It wasn’t his power, intellect, or stunning blood-red eyes that drew you to him like a moth to a flame; it was the barely subdued rage that seeped out of him even when he tried hard to conceal it. Kurapika was probably the only person in the world who was as miserable as you and that comforted you to some extent.

An extended job with a mafia boss in York New had you running into him frequently at meetings or events to his vexation. From the permanent scowl on his face whenever you were in his vicinity to the cutting contempt whenever he addressed you, it didn’t take long for you to conclude Kurapika didn’t like you in the slightest and you wondered if it was because he recognized the misery in the depths of your eyes.

You soon learned his poison of preference was liquor and during those nights when you found him at a rundown bar surrounded by empty bottles, you sat next to him and watched him down glass after glass. You made it a habit to count the number of drinks it took until the hatred in his eyes turned into a melancholia that tugged at your bruised heart.

Most of the time, Kurapika ignored you completely but sometimes he spoke to you and, at his most vulnerable, even asked you to drink with him. You never understood the appeal of alcohol and hated the strong bitter taste of it, but you never rejected the invitation Kurapika extended and swallowed every last drop of the liquor he poured. It never took long for the effects of alcohol to hit until you completely blacked out, yet, somehow, you always made it back to your bedroom the following day.

It was your last night in York New when Kurapika invited you for a drink and, like always, you accepted with a false smile that matched his forced civility. After pouring you a couple of drinks and only a bottle in, he spoke to you.

“Why do you insist on drinking when you hate it?” He didn’t even sound buzzed while your face was already flushed.

“Would you believe me if I said it’s because I’m interested in you?”

It was meant to be a joke and you even quirked your head for effect but something shifted in Kurapika’s eyes and suddenly you became awfully aware about how close the two of you were. His eyes shifted down to your lips and your throat constricted when you felt his slim fingers thread through your hair as he drew you in for a kiss.

Your heart thumped erratically in your chest like the first time you cut someone down and a river of blood appeared at your feet. Your skin burned like the first time you lost control and made cuts all over your body until all you saw was red. Kurapika’s bruising kiss and harsh grip on your hair blurred your vision with tears of pain but his warm tongue and intoxicating taste opened up a foreign pool of emotions that you were falling into headfirst.

You only became vaguely aware of your situation when the two of you were peeling off each other’s clothes in a moonlit hotel room. If Kurapika noticed the slightly protruding lines that marred the entire surface of your skin in varying tones, he didn’t mention it and continued to touch, grip, bruise, kiss, suck, and bite all over until you forgot all about your disfigured body.

Despite it being your first time, he wasn’t gentle and you loved it that much more. He stretched you out until you were bleeding when he first bottomed out while you dug your nails into his skin and bit down on his shoulder. The sharp pain continued when he pulled out almost completely before snapping his hips back and filling you up to the hilt.

Pleasure came when he adjusted your position and continuously hit a spot deep within you while sucking on your tits until your nipples became red and swollen. The pain never left, however, as his teeth bit down on your sensitive breasts and his hands held your thighs in a bruising grip.

You cried out your pleasure amidst the mess of blood, sweat, and tears and, seconds later, Kurapika groaned his before pulling out and covering your stomach with spurts of his hot semen. The two of you laid in the bed until your breathing evened out and the sticky pink residue between your legs dried up.

When your high subsided and self-loathing reared its ugly head again, you ignored the growing ache in your lower half and sat up, scanning the room for your clothes. Just when you’d gathered enough strength to rise to your feet, cold fingers traced the scars on your arm, causing you to shiver from the sudden contact.

“Why?”

It was only one word but you knew exactly what he meant. Your first instinct was to make something up to hide your weakness like the assassin you were trained to be, but you decided to be honest for the first time in your life.

“Coping mechanism…for my job. Pain helps me hate myself a little less.” You replied, cursing your quavering voice and the hot tears that threatened to spill. You didn’t deserve to cry and he sure as hell would rebuke you for it.

Except, he didn’t.

“Don’t we all have them? Things we hate about ourselves.” His voice was softer than you’d ever heard but it was the words he spoke that made you surrender to the sobs building up in your chest. You lowered your head and let the tears fall to the ground. The sound of your crying was something you always hated, so you buried your face into your hands to muffle your wails.

The bed shifted underneath you and before you could turn around to see what Kurapika was doing, soft lips pressed a kiss to the scar on your shoulder. The gentleness of the action only made you cry even harder because you knew it was something you didn’t deserve but you wanted it, nonetheless.