#kat's hxh fics

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in which there’s a proposal 🌟

[theholychain]

THE NAVI

welcome to the holy chain- i’m thinking about making this into a hxh blog and currently test running something i wrote for a possible series

kat | they/she | 17

-> possible hisoka fic series

[masonscig]

about me tag game

rules: answer 30 questions and tag blogs you are contractually obligated to know better

tagged by: i was tagged by a bunch of people so thank u to @lilas, @veeples, @admdmrtn, @agentsunshine, @echohauville and @masonsfangs for thinking of me !!! and im using the edited version by meg @/lilas !!!

tagging: @raleighcarrera, @pixeljazzy, @bravomckenzie and whoever else wants to do this !!!

name/nickname: jade / please is there really a way to give me a nickname... most people make it longer when they try LMFAOOO

gender: she/her

star sign: I AM AN ARIES WOMAN [virgo ↑ sagittarius ☽]

height: 4′10...................... anyways

birthday: march 29th [the way im about to have my second birthday in quarantine im absolutely SICK]

lucky number: none bc i have the worst luck on the planet. i like even numbers tho

when did you create this blog: i made this sideblog in like... june i think ?

what do I post: all twc – i reblog twc art, edits, and fics [even though i’ve been really terrible at that lately since i’ve been active in another fandom atm]. i post commissions of my own, occasional headcanons, shitposts, fics every once in a blue moon.... tbh im boring on here :/ sowwy

last thing googled: jared hess’s filmography [nacho libre / gentleman broncos supremacy]

do I get asks: occasionally ! i usually get them from my friends and forget to answer them [i am SO sorry rip to chrisha and esme and kat and becky and alicia and baylee..... yall are the vips i don’t deserve u]. and i get some prompts i never finish.... i love funny anons pls send sum of those

why I chose my url: bc i wanted something relating to mason! and since he doesn’t have a canon last name i had to choose something that was close enough for me. i’m genuinely obsessed w my url like i was FLOORED when it wasn’t copped SKDFKSDJ i don’t think i’d ever change it

*my current projects/wips: i have.... many wips bc ill have an idea and a basic passage and i’ll jot it down and take forever to actually finish it – the attached series is on hiatus for now while i write for another fandom, but i’m working on that, a spiritual sequel to another mason fic i wrote before, another mason fic, a felix fic w my new detective, and some prompts i might get to eventually. i am the literal worst at finishing wips LMFAOOOO

favorite bands: hmm i don’t listen to too many bands, so i’ll include rap groups, and girl groups! foster the people, pivot gang, the internet, bad suns, & two door cinema club, chloe x halle, city girls, and wu-tang clan !

favorite solo artists: buckle up biddies! these are my favs at the moment + some are my favs of all time – rihanna, megan thee stallion, bree runway, smino, tei shi, sza, flo milli, ari lennox, tinashe, slayyyter, cordae, schoolboy q, vince staples ... ok ill stop here

song stuck in my head: unrequited love by thundercat GOD it’s so good but haunting i LOVE it

favorite song: kiss it better by rihanna will always be my favorite song of all time no contest

last movie: don verdean bc i wanted to finish watching all of jared hess’s films ! 

last show: jojo’s bizarre adventure part 5 [i am a mista and bucciarati simp first, human being second]

favorite food: i love food and eating omg so this one is hard as hell

*food I hate: h*t d*gs and chili idk how the hell yall eat that shit

*favorite color: i really love mustard yellow and any deep green color !

*favorite animal: omg.... i love monkeys and dogs and cats... idk i love all animals tbh KSKDKKDFS

what I’m currently wearing: cotton shorts, a tank top, and my grandpa’s sweater [he passed last year and my grandma gifted a bunch of his old sweaters to me so it’s v comforting]

dream job: haha should i get existential here..... i genuinely don’t know what i’m supposed to be doing w my life SKJFDKSDJKJSD anyways !

dream trip: tokyo w my boyfriend !!!! we’ve been talking about it for years so i think it’d be the trip of a lifetime

*currently reading: i was trying to reread twilight but i got distracted LMAO [don’t worry i read my old copy from middle school i aint giving her any money]

*currently thinking about: finishing wips for an appreciation week i’m running, 

nationality: usa :/

*fun fact: during the first month or so i started dating my bf we were swimming at my house and i tripped over my sleeping dog and tore my knee up and i still have the scar to this day ! and we’re still dating almost 8 years later LMAOOO 

top three fictional universes: god im thinking more anime but i’d prob choose hxh or mha or any universe yuasa comes up with bc he writes women so well

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i like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it.

Description: Leopika fluff, inspired by the song ‘I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it’ by The 1975.

A/N: So, I guess I'm getting back to my roots here by posting HxH fic again, considering it's how I got my start writing... Anyways, I've been rewatching Hunter X Hunter at the behest of one of the guys I work with, and basically it just feels like I'm in middle school discovering my favorite anime all over again and it's great. So have some Leopika fluff/angst (mostly fluff I promise) to celebrate! Also, I actually reread and edited this chapter, which I NEVER EVER do, if that tells you how I feel about this.

LISTEN WHILE YOU READ

Disclaimer: I don't own Leorio or Kurapika, but I do own this story!!! Cross-posting to FF.net and Ao3 under ChocolatteKitty-Kat and to tumblr as maliciousbubbl3s.

(Word count: 1,499)

Leorio yawned and shifted slightly. He cracked one eye open to look at the alarm clock on the nightstand next two him. 3:34 AM glowed bright red in the dark of the room. Past the red gleam of the clock face, he could make out the shape of a large window, covered only by thin curtains, the streetlamps outside shining bright through the light fabric. There wasn’t much else in the room; Leorio knew the contents by heart. One bed, two nightstands, one wardrobe, one chair. Simple.

Outside, despite the hour, he could hear the sounds of city traffic. Nothing like it was during the day, to be clear--only the occasional vehicle passed the window--but there was still a steady flow to it. Behind him, Leorio could hear faint music playing. If he held his breath between the cars passing outside, he could even hear the soft breathing of the bed’s other occupant. He risked a glance over his shoulder, moving as little as possible.

Kurapika was curled up on his side, back pressed against Leorio’s. His legs were drawn up nearly to his chest, feet tucked under Leorio’s legs--honestly, if his feet are always so cold, why doesn’t he just wear socks to bed? Leorio grumbled internally--and his arms pulled in tight to his torso. Leorio moved further, trying to glimpse his partner’s face, before he finally gave up and turned over. He reached out and gently brushed shaggy blond hair away from Kurapika’s face, which was half buried in his pillow. The smaller man’s eyes were squeezed shut, and Leorio could tell that he was clenching his jaw. Leorio watched the rise and fall of his chest and noticed how rapid and shallow his breathing was.

With a sigh, Leorio settled back down, wrapping an arm around Kurapika’s torso to pull him up against his stomach. Kurapika let out a soft sound of protest, somewhere between a grunt and a grumble, but pressed himself back against Leorio. Leorio brushed a hand over Kurapika’s face, pushing his hair back out of the way, then reached down for one of Kurapika’s hands. He found both of the latter’s hands balled into tight fists and set at gently prying them open. It wasn’t actually hard to do, now that Kurapika had begun to relax, and once he was done, Leorio interlaced his fingers with Kurapika’s. A glance over his shoulder at the alarm clock showed that the time was now 4:02 AM; Leorio glared at the clock, but sighed and closed his eyes, hoping for sleep.

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Less than two hours after he had fallen asleep, Leorio was awoken by the loud, incessant wail of the alarm clock, letting him know that it was already 6:00 in the morning. Groaning in protest, he rolled over and slapped in the vague direction of the alarm clock’s off button, finding it after only a few smacks. When the sound stopped, Leorio rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, relishing in the “quiet”--because the early morning traffic sounds and Kurapika’s soft music were practically silent compared to the scream of the alarm.

Finally, he groaned and sat up, moving carefully in an attempt not to jostle his partner, who, by some miracle, was apparently still asleep. Leorio left the lights off as he shuffled around, changing into his slacks and shirt before slipping into the tiny bathroom to brush his teeth. As he did so, he peered back into the bedroom and sighed in relief. Kurapika was still curled up in bed, although he had moved enough to pull all of the blankets around himself once Leorio got up. He looked more relaxed than he had in the night, for which Leorio was thankful. He didn’t ask about Kurapika’s nightmares, and Kurapika generally didn’t volunteer information on them, but Leorio, now that he knew what to watch for, did everything he could to calm the panic that tended to rise in his partner, even while sleeping.

Once he was finished in the bathroom, Leorio flicked the light off and slipped out into the main room of the apartment. It wasn’t much bigger than the bedroom, and was just as sparsely furnished--only a couch, coffee table, armchair, and small TV stand occupied the living area, and a tiny table with three mismatched chairs was shoved up against the blank wall in the kitchen area. Leorio turned on the light in the kitchen and set about making himself breakfast, keeping an eye on the time. When he finished, he turned around for the table, plate of eggs in one hand and coffee cup in the other, and had to stifle a shriek, barely catching himself before he dropped his breakfast on the floor.

“I thought you were sleeping,” Leorio grumbled, setting his food on the table.

Kurapika yawned and sat down across from him. He wore a t-shirt that was almost definitely one of Leorio’s--given how big it was on him--and a pair of loose joggers, and was shivering in the morning chill. “You make too much noise,” he shrugged, running his fingers through his messy hair.

“You slept through my alarm, but not through me making breakfast?” Leorio glared at the blond as he shoveled food into his mouth.

Kurapika paused. “Your alarm went off?”

Leorio rolled his eyes. “How is it that sometimes you sleep like a rock, and other times you wake up at the tiniest sound?”

Kurapika shrugged. “Is there more coffee?”

“Yes,” Leorio sighed, nodding back towards the coffee maker on the counter. “But you should really go back to bed. You were late last night. Do you have to go back to work today?”

Kurapika shook his head as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “I have the day off.”

“Finally,” Leorio teased. He finished off his eggs and chugged the last of his coffee, scalding the roof of his mouth in the process. He slipped past Kurapika--who was now, for some reason, perched on the counter next to the coffee maker--to put his dishes in the sink, and hurried back into the bedroom for his shoes, tie, and blazer. “So, you’ll be here when I get home?”

Kurapika took a sip of his coffee, looking thoughtful. “I guess,” he said finally. “I don’t really have anything better to do.”

“Thanks,” Leorio glared at him, pulling his jacket on.

“Come here,” Kurapika sighed, setting his coffee aside and reaching out for Leorio. When the taller man approached, Kurapika grabbed his tie to pull him close and adjusted it, then checked to make sure Leorio’s collar was folded down properly. “There.”

“Thanks,” Leorio grinned. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Kurapika’s forehead. “I’ll see you later?”

“Yes,” Kurapika chuckled, giving Leorio’s tie a final tug before releasing it.

“Good,” Leorio beamed. He hurried to grab his briefcase and opened the door. He took one step into the hall, then leaned back into the apartment. “Hey!”

Kurapika whipped around to face him. “What?”

“Get some rest!”

Kurapika grinned. “Doctor’s orders?”

“You bet,” Leorio winked. “See you later.”

.*.*.*.*.*.

When Leorio got home that night, he found the TV on, but the lights in the living room off. He shut the door quietly and slipped off his shoes, laying his briefcase and blazer on the kitchen counter before flicking the kitchen light on. He tip-toed over to the couch and peered over the back of it. Sure enough, Kurapika was curled up there, sound asleep, bundled up in a heavy blanket. Leorio smiled softly and brushed blond hair out of his partner’s face, using the motion to check Kurapika’s temperature as well. Satisfied that he didn’t seem to be running a fever, Leorio moved around the couch and picked the TV remote up off the table, flipping through the channels in search of something interesting to watch--Kurapika had left an infomercial channel on when he fell asleep. Once he found something, he sat down on the end of the couch, lifting Kurapika’s legs out of the way and placing them on his lap after he situated himself.

Almost an hour later, Leorio was starting to drift off himself when Kurapika finally began to stir. “Morning, sleepyhead,” Leorio teased.

Kurapika sat up and yawned widely, rubbing his eyes. “What time is it?”

“Nearly 8:30,” Leorio said.

“Seriously!?” Kurapika started. “I slept almost all day!”

Leorio laughed. “Your body must have needed the rest. I told you--you need to take it easy sometimes. You can’t always go at full throttle.”

Kurapika sighed and pulled his legs up to his chest, resting his head on the back of the couch. “Sometimes it feels like I can’t help it.”

“I know,” Leorio said softly, reaching out to rest his hand on Kurapika’s knee. “That’s why you have me. To remind you to slow down, and help you do it.”

Kurapika cracked a smile. “I guess you’re right.”

“You know I am!” Leorio grinned. “Now… what’s for dinner?”

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👀 come get y’alls leopika makeout content

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pining leopika for WIP Wednesday, anyone? 😉

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👀 tell us how you really feel Leorio

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AHHHH ty for replying to that starlit confession!!! I'm very very curious about that festival proposal...... 👀

alskdj thank you for asking about it!!! 🥰 one festival proposal snippet, coming up:

There’s glitter on his cheeks, a sparkle that plays hide-and-seek between highlight of the moon and shadows of the night. It enhances his beauty, the swell of his cheeks and the cupid bow of his lips; his eyelashes and hair shimmer with it, like a fresh snow or—

Gon can’t help but reach out, cupping Killua’s cheek so that he meets his gaze. His blue eyes are shadowed navy in the dark, wide with confusion.

“You’re like a star,” Gon breathes, awestruck. Even with just the moon’s pale glow, he can see the pastel pink that spreads over Killua’s face, a familiar warmth against his palm. Before Killua can protest, he murmurs, “Can I make a wish?”

Killua’s lips tilt up at that, what must seem like a corny, childish request. He indulges him with an affirming hum.

Gon takes a steadying breath, inhales slowly and holds it in his lungs for a moment before wishing, “Stay with me forever.”

The skin beneath his hand heats up so quickly that he’s almost afraid Killua will spontaneously combust. Flustered, Killua jerks back just a little, enough that Gon’s hand slides away as he stutters, “W-What are you saying, idiot?”

Undeterred, Gon reaches out to grasp the back of Killua’s neck, the fine hair there soft against his fingers as he pulls Killua back towards him. He’s grinning, giddy with hope, as he presses his forehead to Killua’s in a comforting gesture. His shoulders relax and he nudges his nose against Gon’s in a silent apology.

But Gon doesn’t care about that, he’s used to Killua’s embarrassment and how he automatically flinches away from it. What Gon cares about, what he wants, what he’s wishing for—

“Marry me, Killua.”

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back at it again with the killugon brainrot! 💚💜

@sincerelysamedt @telehxhtrash @reeeyachi come get y’alls scent-marking fluff! 😘

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also hi this is not tele at all haahah just a random anon hahaha :))))) could I have a crumb of engagement feathers 👀

ohh hello Not Tele anon, welcome welcome!! ofc you can 😄 (btw this is inspired by @/sincerelysamedt & @/reeeyachi’s hc thread about Killua’s culture exchanging feathers as a gesture of endearment ^^)

His train of thought derails as all of his blood rushes to his face, engulfing it in searing heat, but the damage is done. The image of Gon wearing an engagement Falco plume, the ear-clasp a tawny gold to match the earthy tones of both feather and Gon’s eyes, is burned into his psyche. The accompanying desire to make that image a reality is almost too much to bare.

A strangled sort of groan works its way out of his throat as he tangles his fingers in his hair, gripping tight as he tries to get a hold of himself. He’s known for a long time that he’s in love with Gon, that’s not what has his heart galloping in his chest, but the idea of him reciprocating—

Oh man, he’s going to do this, isn’t he? He’s going to go scale a mountain and risk being disemboweled by territorial birds of prey to find the perfect wing feather to one day maybe give to his best friend as a symbol of his unwavering commitment.

“Chert poberi,” he curses softly, already resigned to the sharp talons and barbed beaks he’ll soon see up close and personal.

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💚 read it here! 💜

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HIIII!! I hope you're having a wonderful day!! I just saw your reply to the WIP tag thing and 👀 all of these sound so good 😭 I'd love a snippet or anything about the starlit sea confession because it sounds so good... but also would u mind if I sent u one or two other asks about other wips 👉👈 all of these sound so good I'm screaming AHHHH

hiii Tele!! ahaha actually i have to confess that starlit sea confession is one that’s not quite at WIP stage & is more of a concept rn 😅 i debated including it but i’d love to share my initial inspiration for it with you!!

essentially the idea is set on Whale Island, a few years later once they’ve reunited, & Gon takes Killua out on the sea for the day because it’s one of his favorite things & he wants to share it with his best friend. they spend the day out there, fishing & talking & swimming, until night where they just lay on the deck & stargaze. & Gon’s just enraptured with the image of Killua, stardust hair in the pale moonglow with the reflection of stars in his eyes, & it’s reminiscent of that night all those years ago—

the stars imagery is one of my favorites & i plan to play it up in this lol i just love Gon being flustered over Killua bc we don’t see that as often. i know this isn’t much, but thank you again for asking about it!! i absolutely don’t mind at all if you send me more asks about my WIPs, that would make my day!! 💕 i promise the others are more fleshed out so i can actually give you a proper snippet lol

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WIP Wednesday snippet in which Gon gets the support he needs 💚

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in which Killua gets a pet name 🤗

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💚 a little something for WIP Wednesday 💜

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