#kurapika comfort

[duckymcdoorknob]

bit of an emergency request ig 😅 can you please write kurapika reacting to sh scars and comforting the reader :/ take ur time ofc and only if u want to, love you ducky 💕💕💕

I hope that the two of you can find some comfort in this!

If not, please go ahead and request again!!

I tried to give it a little bit of storyline bc it was not to my liking when I first wrote it.

My dms are always open if you need help ❤️

CW BELOW THE CUT: mentions of SH, bl00d,

𝐾𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑘𝑎 𝐾𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑎

He promised himself that he was with the Nostrades to get closer to the troupe.

He swore that he was there for his work only.

Until he met you and Melody.

He found a strange sense of comfort in the two of you, knowing that you had both faced issues and loss like he did.

What he didn’t know was just how badly your past had affected you emotionally.

It was a tense night, the three of you in a cozy hotel room. Your mission had been a stressful one, with you and Melody nearly getting taken by the mafia.

You were radio silent, sitting with your hands folded in your lap. You didn’t want to say anything to anger your friends, so you opted not to speak.

Kurapika looked up from his book with a sigh, “I can hear you brooding from over here.”

You blinked and snapped your head toward him quickly. “I’m not brooding. I’m just… thinking.”

“You’re thinking about what I said, aren’t you?” His voice was quiet as he shut the cover softly. “I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it. I just-“

“We were all stressed.” Melody chimed, tone laced with melancholy, “Don’t worry about it.”

The blonde sighed as he placed his book down on the counter. “Melody… do you think I could inconvenience you for (Y/N) and I to have a moment of solitude?”

The girl smiled, “Not at all. I’ll go see what the lobby has to offer. I’ll try to find that oatmeal you love.”

Kurapika bowed his head with a slight quirk of his lips. When Melody had left the room, he turned his attention to you. “(Y/N)-“

“Kurapika, don’t.” You interrupted, “I promise you I’m not mad. I just-“

“I can tell when something is troubling you. You’re feeling like you don’t compare to the rest of us.” He knelt down before you, taking both of your hands in his own.

“I don’t need you to tell me what I’m feeling.” You murmur, averting your gaze.

“(Y/N)-“

“I told you, Kurapika, everything is fine.” You growled, “I’m gonna go take a shower.”

You quickly stood to your feet, making an attempt to escape to the bathroom. You stopped dead in your tracks when a choked whine escaped your lips.

Kurapika had gotten to his feet as fast as you did. He quickly grabbed your arm, in an attempt to get you to stop. “You can’t keep hiding your true emotions from me. How are you expecting us to have full trust in each other if you won’t even-“

His words stopped abruptly as he noticed that his hand was warmly affixed to your sleeve, a sticky, red liquid stained the pajama shirt beneath his palm.

Your eyes widened as you stared at him, trying to avoid a physical reaction to the sudden pain. You opened your mouth in an attempt to clear your name, but you couldn’t find yourself able to do so.

When he finally looked up to meet your eyes, you noticed gentle flashes of scarlet on the perimeter of his irises. You mentally reminded yourself to remind him to take his contacts out.

But, at this moment you had other things to focus on.

“(Y/N).” Kurapika’s tone had drastically darkened. His voice was low and guttural, “Did they do this to you?”

“Wh- no! I-“ you sputtered over your words, unable to formulate a sentence. “No one hurt me! I promise!”

“Then please… enlighten me as to why are you injured. There’s no way that you escaped unscathed if you’re bleeding like this. Please tell me the truth.” Kurapika carefully pinched the sleeve of your shirt with his thumb and forefinger to inspect the affected area.

“Stop! Okay, fine! I lied to you!” You ripped your arm away, carefully cradling it close to your body. “I told you I’m going to shower, I’ll talk to you when I’m out.”

You carefully watched your blonde companion, studying the furrow between his brow. In an instant, he blinked harshly and looked up at you with remorse, as if he had just realized something.

“No… you weren’t lying to me.”

Why was he so mousy? What did he-

“They didn’t do this to you.” Kurapika gently took your hands in his own, carefully rubbing them with his thumbs, “you did, didn’t you…?”

Your breath caught in your lungs at the pitiful sound of his disbelief. Hanging your head in shame, you mumbled out a tiny “yes”

The chain user quickly threw his arms around your neck and hugged you tightly. You couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and defeated as tears rolled down your cheeks.

“I knew that something was off. I-I wish I hadn’t been so cross with you. I regret every nasty word that I’ve said. I’m so sorry.”

You could only sit on your bed wordlessly, finally releasing all of your pent up lamentations.

“Please tell me what I can do. There has to be something that I can do.” He murmured. “I can’t believe I let you suffer alone like this… I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

You could sense the guilt eating away at Kurapika’s stoic facade. Expressing your forgiveness, you carefully hugged him back, burying your face into his shoulder.

The blonde carefully laid the two of you down on the bed, holding you close to his heart.

“It’s going to be alright. I don’t want to try and guess why you felt you had to resort to this, but I want you to know that you’re a great asset to the team. I know that earlier was very stressful, and that I said some things that I shouldn’t have…”

“I was quite honestly terrified at the thought of losing you. I know that you’re a mature person, and a damn good fighter, so you can hold your own. But something within me had me worried that I would never see you again.” The chain user admitted as he slowly ran his fingers through your hair.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t catch this before. You must have been struggling with this for ages. I promise I’m not upset with you, I’m just so worried that I could lose you if you go too far. Do you think that there’s any way that I could help you overcome this step of your journey?”

With teary eyes, you nodded, cuddling closer to him.

“Then let it be done. I, Kurapika, sole survivor of the Kurta clan, swear on my honor that I will do anything it takes to keep you safe and alive. I swear to protect you from enemies that effect you physically and mentally. I swear to be your friend, a shoulder to cry on, and someone trustworthy.”

“I solemnly swear that I will help you to overcome.”

The blonde was silent after his proposal, giving you time to reflect upon his words. It was only after a short moment that he spoke once more. “Why don’t we get these taken care of? I’d like to know the best way to tend to them, just in case if they take a special form of care that is different from healing our fighting wounds.”

You nodded and made your way to your feet, offering him a hand. The two of you entered the bathroom, with you sitting on the toilet seat lid.

For the next fifteen minutes, you explained the process for tending to the cuts, Kurapika intaking every word carefully and following the directions to a T.

When the task was complete, you turned on the tv and settled on your bed, Kurapika right next to you. “You’ll get through this. You’re strong and passionate, and I know that this will not be your final stand.” He interwound your hands, gently rubbing the base of your thumb with his…

When Melody returned from the market, she was taken aback. Ready to tell her companion about the surplus of oatmeal she had found, she instead placed her things on the counter with a smile, quickly taking out her phone and snapping a photo.

But what had she seen?

You had fallen asleep together, hands interwound, with your head resting in the crevice of his shoulder.

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[claranight]

Bear Onesie ||

Character: Kurapika, kid!oc(Kurta)

Genre: Very Fluff, slight augst, male!comfort

Summary: You and Kurapika started your relationship with each other. And you and Aki started to live with him in his hotel. You notice how tired and stress he’s getting from his job. So, you started to surprise him, something cute when he comes back home…

 Being cuddle up with Kurapika every night is like paradise. Sometimes Aki will join you in bed, he mostly goes between you and Kurapika. (Jealous little beans~) But it doesn’t stop Kurapika, he will cuddle the both of you, it felt like home to him. Snuggle up to his loved ones.

You saw how tired he is when he gets back home and goes back to his office to do some paperwork in his computer. Most of the time he doesn’t go back to bed and rest. You wanted to help him somehow but how? 

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 “I think we should help Kurapika relax somehow…” you exclaim to Aki. You and Aki went out to buy something in the mall to gain ideas to solve your problem. You finish groceries and buy some more ingredients to make your famous tea for Kurapika.

“How would we be able to do that? He’s stubborn.” He pouted. He is helping you carry the groceries, and he’s toys that he beg you to buy.

“I know you want to help, don’t act like Killua as a tsundere.” You tease him. making Aki bust out steam and you can see how red he is. “I-I’M NOT!!!” he winced. You giggle and ruffle his head.

“You’re so cute!” you walk pass something that caught your eyes and walk backwards to take a closer look. “We’re buying that.” You rush in the store leaving a dumbfounded Aki.

“Buying what?” he looked at the shop stall and blushed. “STOP! COME BACK HERE!” he dropped the groceries and went inside to stop you.

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 “Ekkk! You’re so cute!” you took many pictures of Aki in the onesie while he is sulking with a red beat face on the corner of the living room. “You took my dignity away from me…”

You sweatdrop and lower you phone. “Where did you learn those big words…?” you muttered. “Beside that our problem has been solve! Mwahahah!” you laugh like a manic.

‘Evil lady….” Aki only thought came out, looking at your menace face while you’re laughing.

“Ok, lets get baking!” you took Aki in your arms. “With the onesie on?!” he asked.

“Don’t worry, you will be wearing an apron.” You told him. You started to bake something bittersweet since Kurapika doesn’t like sweet much and you’ll be making your famous tea, but you will add something special on it. You also took some pictures of Aki in an apron, eating cream that was on his finger. He became a taste tester, sometimes he will make a disgusting face when he taste something bitter in his system. You will laugh it off and take pic because you find it cute. (And maybe you’ll show it to Kurapika)

“Oof, hot!” you took out some cookies off the oven.

“Careful!” Aki exclaim.

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 Kurapika finally finish his bodyguard job, dealing with Neon was a handful. He open the door to his hotel room to see how dark it is. He was about to open up the lights until someone grabbed them and throw him into something soft like he is sitting on a cloud, in the living room. He tried to get up but something heavy push him down. He thought there was an intrude in the room, pushing him down but when he felt the heavy person, his size is like a child wearing something fluffy.

“Aki?” he asked. He tried to get a better look but it’s too dark. Until someone open the Transparent Christmas lights, all he saw was bear’s ears and two people in the room. He saw Aki buried his face in his chest, in a bear onesie. ‘Is he embarrass?’

Someone circle their arms on his back. “Hi~”

It was you in your bear onesie. Kurapika blushed a little from this scene. “W-what’s going on?” he asked nervously. Aki pointing at you. “She did this!” that made you laugh.

“‘We’ saw how tired you are, so…. we decide to make a little cute paradise for you.” You kissed his cheek. He felt his heart melted. You and Aki did this for him because you guys were worried about him and you did all this, this late?!

“NO! (Y/n)-niichan, did this. She was worried.” Aki pouted, sitting on Kurapika, glaring at you. You poke his cheek making him fall down on him.

“Aki has become a mini Killua. Cute right?” you asked him. All Kurapika did was nodded at your question, but then he remember something. He tried to get up but you pull him down. “Angel, I got something important to do.” He tried to get up again, but you just pull him harder with the help with Aki

“Don’t worry, I gave your boss a call and pay him to give you, less work and focus on your breaks with you get back home.” Both of them look at you with a shock expression. “YOU BRIDE HIM/THE BOSS?!” they exclaimed.

“Well… I didn’t ‘bribe’ him. I just gave him some services… I also will give him my service to take care of Neon.” You mutter the last part.

“Angel, you shouldn’t have done all that. This is my responsibility to avenge the Kurta clans. You shouldn’t have taken all my work away from me! What if they have any relate of the Phantom Troupe and connection of the Kurta eyes? What if-“ you stuff him a cookie in to his mouth, to make him shut up because you find it annoying.

“You talk too much. Listen, as your girlfriend, you’re my responsibility. Like Aki.” Aki yelled “Hey!” in the background. “Beside… I’ll looked at the paperwork to see if there are any connection. I don’t just jump and turn away from a blind eye to not notice your work. When it comes to my people, I’ll help. But you’re too stubborned to asked for help. Isn’t that right Aki?” you turned to Aki. He nodded really hard to confirm that you’re right. You took out some papers and gave it to Kurapika.

“Also don’t tell me nonsense that I already know, when I started dating you.” You hugged him close. “All I want you to do, is to relax…” Kurapika felt his face was about to tear up, but he wouldn’t let it.

He sighed and said, “Alright you win…thank you.” He muttered the last part, make you and Aki smiled at each other. “But you still should have involved yourself into my business.” Once he said that you huffed at him. “And where did you get the bear onesie?”

“Her fault! She brought it without thinking!” Aki accused you.

“Hey now, don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it Aki~” you teased. “I brought you that toy, so you have to wear it.”

“Hmph!!” he turned away from. It made you and Kurapika laugh.

The atmosphere was pleasant to Kurapika. It nice and warm, he doesn’t plan on leaving soon.

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BONUS:

“Why are you doing this to me…” Aki sulk. You showed my pictures of Aki making many cute gestures when he wore the onesie with the apron on. Kurapika think all of them is cute, but stop when he saw how upset Aki was, so he distract him with sweets, that you made.

“Sent me some of those.” He whisper in you ear and you nodded secretly.

[turtledotjpeg]

much art has been made of kurapika leaning/napping on melody and i love all of that art. so much. but i also wanted him to return the favor :)

he is doing his best to be a comforting presence in his own way (◡‿◡)

[ihatealimore]

Warm Bath

(Word count 1,756) (nudity, comfort, soft smut)

Upon entering the apartment, Kurapika collapses onto the couch, his eyes marked with dark circles and his hair messy. He huffs out a sigh, closing his eyes while rubbing his throbbing temples with his fingers tentatively. It had been an exhausting period away from you, and right now, he wanted nothing more than to relax in the presence of the person he trusts most.

"Kurapika, is that you?" You call out from the hallway as you enter the room, pausing briefly to take in his disheveled appearance, "You look exhausted."

His eyes open at the sound of your voice, a soft smile stretching across his face and relief filling his eyes, "Yes, my treasure," He replies in a tired tone as he sits up on the sofa.

Seeing you again after what he's been through eases some of the fatigue that he's feeling.

"Are you injured?" You question him with obvious concern, your eyes scanning him up and down and coming up empty.

"Physically, no," He responds, reluctantly continuing with, "Emotionally might be a different story."

You frown, thinking for a moment before extending a hand out for him, "Come with me."

Without a moment's hesitation, Kurapika reaches for your hand. His grip is slightly weak due to exhaustion but there’s a sense of trust and reliance in his touch as he rises from the couch, "As you wish, my love."

You lead him to the bathroom where you begin to run a hot bath. Gingerly, you start undoing the buttons on his shirt jacket, easing it off his weary figure. There's a quiet sigh of relief that leaves his lips as Kurapika leans into your touch. His eyes continue to remain fixed on yours, an unspoken appreciation glowing within them.

"You're spoiling me," He murmurs with a faint smile. 

"Are you complaining?" You muse knowingly, a ghost of a smirk playing on your lips as you unfasten the first button on his white dress shirt.

Your response brings forth a light chuckle out of him despite his tired state, "Not at all," He says with a slight shake of his head and softening eyes as he looks down at you.

"Didn't think so," You remark, removing his dress shirt gently before moving to unbuckle his belt.

Kurapika allows you to finish undressing him, albeit with a faint blush dusting his cheeks. The kind attention you're providing makes him feel comfortable and cherished in your care, "Thank you," He gently whispers.

"No need to thank me," You state tenderly before kissing him on the cheek, "I care about you."

"I know," He says quietly, a warm smile pulling on his lips as his eyes meet yours, "And I care about you too."

He watches you strip off your own clothing with a mixture of admiration and gratitude, his gaze soft as he takes in your figure. His eyes hold nothing but love for the woman before him. He thinks to himself about how he has always found you beautiful in every way possible. Your strength, resilience, and compassion are just a few of many qualities that keep him drawn to you. 

You climb into the bathtub, sitting down and offering him a hand. Taking your extended hand, Kurapika slowly joins you. He sinks into the warm water with a satisfied sigh as he nestles against you, his eyes fluttering shut briefly before opening to look at you once more.

Sitting behind him with his back flush against your chest, you run your hands through his blonde locks, "Is the water hot enough?"

"Yes," The Kurta manages a subtle smile, leaning further into your touch, "It's perfect."

You hum in response, continuing to run your fingers through his hair before reaching for the shampoo bottle. Gently, you lather some soap into his hair, massaging it in with care. The gentle scrubbing of your fingers against his scalp sends a pleasant shiver down his spine. It's an incredibly soothing sensation that draws another tender sigh from him.

"Tilt your head back a bit, love."

Compliantly, he leans his head back. An air of tranquility surrounds him as you rinse the soap from his hair, blocking his eyes with your hand to ensure no shampoo gets into them. Kurapika lets out a soft hum of contentment, your caution only making him adore you even more. He appreciates every bit of the care you put into this shared moment.

Kurapika watches attentively as you reach for a nearby sponge and spill some bodywash onto it. He feels the sponge glide over his skin, the gentle scrubbing helping to wash away not just physical exhaustion but also a part of his mental drain. He can't help but reach for your hand to give it a squeeze.

"Feeling any better?" You wonder, setting the scrubber aside once you're satisfied with your work.

"Yes," He answers sincerely, his eyes mirroring his words as they look deeply into yours, "Because of you."

You embrace him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder, "You've gotta stop overworking yourself, you know?" You chide him, though your tone holds no malice.

His eyes flutter close, melting into your touch as he lets out a quiet sigh, "I know," Kurapika admits in a hushed tone, the warmth of your body against his providing him with comfort.

"But you're going to keep doing it," You shoot back knowingly, "Aren't you?"

As much as he'd love to promise you peace of mind, he knows his journey isn't anywhere near finished yet. However, having you by his side makes each step a little easier.

There's a moment of silence before Kurapika finally gives a small nod, "I can't promise that I won't."

"Stubborn..." You grumble out under your breath, tightening your embrace on him.

He chuckles softly, tilting his head to the side so he can rest against you, "You're one to talk," He playfully counters.

"Maybe," You begin before remarking with a grin, "But I'm nowhere near as stubborn as you."

"That's fair," He laughs lightly, feeling a surge of affection for you. His hand reaches up to gently thread through your hair, his touch delicate and adoring.

"I don't think anybody ever could be," You retort teasingly.

He finds himself laughing along with you, his heart feeling lighter, "You might be right," He concedes, a bright smile playing on his lips.

Your face lights up at the sight, quickly pointing out, "It's nice to see you smile."

His smile widens at your words, "It's because of you that I can," He confesses warmly.

"You're too sweet."

With a playful twinkle in his eyes, he replies, "Just for you," Making sure to emphasize the last two words.

"Good answer," You say with a light chuckle before shifting slightly and leaning in to press your lips against his.

Kurapika raises his hand to cradle the back of your head, responding ardently to your kiss. The water lapping gently against your bodies is a calm backdrop to the passion igniting between you and him.

You pull away with an impish smirk gracing your lips, "Are you too tired to have a little fun?"

His eyes flash with excitement, erasing any signs of previous exhaustion, "With you, I'm never too tired."

"I was hoping you'd say that," You lean in to kiss him again, more feverishly this time.

His heart races as the kiss intensifies and he returns it with just as much fervor, his hands roaming your body. The temperature of the water might be warm… But your shared passion is definitely hotter. 

Kurapika takes the lead and gently turns around in the bathtub to face you, his eyes full of desire as he wraps an arm around your waist. He guides you carefully so you're now sitting in his lap. Instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist, crashing your lips into his again.

He meets your kiss eagerly, the taste of your lips setting his senses on fire. With a confident hand, Kurapika guides your lower body to align with his. The feeling of you enveloping him is intense, his hands gripping your hips as he guides you at a pace that suits you both. He buries his face in the crook of your neck to stifle a groan.

You can't help but let out a hushed moan of pleasure at the sensation, calling out your lover's name reverently, "Kurapika..."

The sound of his name passing through your lips in such a manner drives him further. His grip on your hips tightens as he begins moving, the rhythm slow yet deeply purposeful. 

"(Y/N)," Kurapika groans, his pleasure increasing when you lightly bite down on his shoulder. His hands dig into your skin, urging you to move along with him, each thrust becoming more assertive.

Breathlessly, you plead with him, "Don't stop..."

"I won't," The blonde-haired man grunts in affirmation, his pace quickening. His movements become more frenzied as he succumbs further to the desire coursing through him.

As he thrusts into you deeper, a carnal growl of euphoria escapes his lips. His eyes are alight with raw desire as he kisses you heatedly, matching the intensity of your movements. His rhythm grows more desperate and erratic as you and him edge closer.

"Kurapika," You moan against his lips, "I'm close."

"Me too," He stutters out his response, his pace only becoming more fervent at your admission.

Increasing his movements, he hits your sweet spot over and over again until you call out for him in ecstasy. Hearing his name from your lips in that state sends him over the edge. With a final powerful thrust, he releases deep within you, groaning out, "(Y/N)!" As waves of intense pleasure wash over him.

Kurapika wraps his arms securely around your waist, keeping you close as your ragged breaths slowly sync together. He presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head, savoring these calm moments after your shared climax. 

"I love you," You breathe out in a hushed tone, "I missed this."

"I love you too, my treasure," He murmurs back quietly, "And I've missed this as well... More than you can imagine."

"Can we..." You begin tentatively, your head resting against his chest, "Stay like this for a bit longer?"

"Of course, my love. We can stay like this for as long as you want," He replies softly, tightening his embrace around you and pressing another tender kiss to the top of your head, "Thank you, (Y/N)," His voice barely carries over the gentle sound of water lapping around you and him, but it's filled with heartfelt emotion nonetheless.

It's now that he realizes he doesn't need to look any further. With you in his arms and your hearts beating as one, he knows he's found his home. You have become truly an irreplaceable part of him. Here and now, everything just feels right. He feels complete.

[aliciarose-art]

an excuse to draw my comfort characters? Hell yeah

[ecoplasma]

I'm preparing to open prints for sale so I did some corrections to some of my older drawings.

[crispyanonart]

Kurapika and Leorio were THE blueprint for me: Enemies to lovers in 0.2 seconds of knowing each other. Immediately Dads™. Power couple. Found Family. Kuudere/Himbo. Moon/Sun. Introvert/Extrovert. Self destructing/Fixer. Hard to love/Hardcore lover. Traumatized/Traumatized. Calm/Feral (interchangeable). Wise/Dumbass (also interchangeable)

// Anyway they are doing fine chilling by the beach rn if you were wondering

[nitefroster]

Leopika Symbolism

Not enough people mention this, but the symbolism/parallels in Leorio in Kurapika's relationship is incredible. So you know how both of their backstories are really depressing, with how they both lost their best friends and people that they care about and felt helpless? How their main goal was inspired by their survivor's guilt?

We learn in Phantom Rouge that Kurapika left his village to find a doctor for Pairo's eyesight. Early on in HxH, we learn that Leorio tried to find a doctor for his best friend who was fatally ill.

It's just so poetic that Kurapika ended up finding a doctor in the end; it wasn't the way he intended, nor at the right time, but it was what he needed. Someone who could stop his self-destructive tendencies by healing him physically and emotionally. Kurapika found the doctor he needed, and Leorio found a new best friend (and possibly more) that this time, he had the chance to save. Leorio and Kurapika may have lost their best friends, but their journey led them to each other. And I think that's really beautiful.

[tisorridalamor]

Hunter X Hunter is still revolutionary for making the nerdy know it all the guy on the epic and deadly quest of revenge and the brash playboy idiot with a heart of gold the medical student

[caecia]

snugglebugs

[kywaslost]

Grief - Kurapika, Gon, Killua, and Leorio

A/N: I just found this in the depths of my writing folder, and realized that I don’t think I ever posted this. This was written well over a year ago, maybe 2, but I still think it’s decent enough to post. 

Warnings: depression, losing a loved one, blood, cuts(not sh)

Leorio, Kurapiki, Gon, and Killua were all sitting down around the dinner table, waiting for you to come home. It was custom for all 5 of you to sit down and have dinner together every night, and it was something no one could miss. So often it was hard to find free time for the five of you to spend time together, so that is what dinner was for. Your time was often spent talking about your day and what plans the 5 of you had. Dinner was often filled with laughs and good moments.

Except for tonight, it was anything but. Dinner usually started around 6:00 pm, but it was now 6:30 and you were nowhere to be found. The food was growing cold, and the four boys ate, despite wanting you to join them.

“Does anyone know where Y/N is?” Killua asked. “She said she’d be back in time for dinner. Do you think she’s in trouble?”

Kurapika stood, spooning some of the leftover dinner into a dish to save for you. “She told me that she was going to visit her friend.” He left the dining room to stick your plate into the fridge for you. He yelled from the kitchen, “I’m sure she just lost track of time.” The other three boys took their dishes and brought them to the kitchen to wash.

“Which friend?” Gon asked with worried eyes. “Is it the sick one? Maybe something happened?”

“I’m sure that’s who she’s with,” Leorio responded. “Y/N’s been talking about how little she’s able to see her friend.”

There was a bang coming from the front of the house. When the four boys turned around, they saw you bolting up the stairs and heard your door slam shut. Melody stood in the doorway, looking upset.

“Melody? What are you doing here?” Kurapika asked, walking towards the front door. He could see the tears brimming his co-worker’s eyes. “What happened?”

The other three boys gathered around them.

Melody sniffled before answering. “Her heart is beating with grief,” she whispered, finally making eye contact with Kurapika and the others.

“Come, sit down,” Gon instructed, worried for his friend. You had taken off running without a word, and here Melody says you’re grieving. Once everyone was settled, Melody finally spoke.

“Y/N called me, asking me to come pick her up from the hospital,” she started. “I could barely understand what she was saying, even with my enhanced hearing. I could tell that she was greatly hurting, so I rushed to get her. When I arrived, I could immediately hear the pain and grief in her heartbeat.” She paused for a moment. “I’ve never heard grief like this.”

“Did she tell you why she was so upset?” Leorio asked although everyone had a hunch.

“Her friend has passed,” Melody answered. “I guess her friend died before Y/N even got to the hospital.”

“Oh no,” Gon whispered. “This must be so hard for her. We should go see if she’s ok.”

“No.” The command was sharp, quick. Kurapika stood, looking around at the others in the room. “Having all of us run up there right now will do nothing but overbear Y/N.” He turned to Melody. “Melody, we cannot thank you enough.” The girl nodded.

“Please let me know if Y/N needs anything,” she instructed before leaving.

“We can’t just leave Y/N by herself,” Gon whined. “She needs us right now.”

“I agree,” Killua cut in. “But I also agree with Kurapika. Having all of us crowd her right now isn’t what she needs.”

“So who’s going up there?” Leorio asked.

“I will,” Kurapika volunteered. The boy was always fond of you, treating you more like a sister than a friend.

“You are closest with her,” Gon muttered, “but I want to make sure she’s ok too!”

“We can go see her later,” Killua suggested. “In the meantime, we can reheat her dinner for her!” The two boys went running off to the kitchen.

“Let me know how she is, ok,” Leorio said. “Let me know if you need me to do anything. We’ll need to keep an eye on her for the next few days. Mental health is very important after losing someone close to you.” Kurapika nodded.

“Thanks, Leorio.”

Kurapika ascended the stairs that led to everyone’s rooms and the bathroom. Your room was at the end of the hall, next to Kurapika’s room and across from Killua and Gon. Upon approaching the door, the blonde could hear gut-wrenching sobs from behind the door and his heart broke. He hated this for you. He knew how much your friend meant to you, and he knew how much you wanted to go see them. You had just been so busy lately, with classes, work, and sports and you never had a free day to be with your friend.

“Y/N?” Kurapika called softly, knocking on the door. “May I come in?” There was no answer, and the blonde didn’t know if he should wait on this side of the door and speak to you through the door or if he should go in and comfort you. While debating with himself, he suddenly heard a crash coming from your side of the door, along with a scream. Kurapika grew alarmed. “Y/N! I’m coming in, ok?!”

“Is everything ok!?” Leorio yelled from the base of the stairs. Killua and Gon were already running down the hall and towards your door.

Kurapika was in your room, scanning the area for you. Your bed was blocking a large portion of his view, yet he could see that your desk was completely cleared of everything that was once on it. He walked over to the other side of your bed to see you on the ground, struggling to breathe.

“Y/N!” Gon gasped, jumping over your bed to kneel next to you. Kurapika was at your other side in an instant, panicking himself. Killua, though he was worried, didn’t want to make you feel crowded so he went to get a broom and sweep up the broken remains of what used to be on your desk. Leorio was now in the doorway, watching as the scene unfolded before him.

“Y/N, are you hurt anywhere?” Gon asked, yet you were in no state to answer. Even though you couldn’t give him a yes or no answer, he could see blood seeping from your clenched fists.

“Y/N, honey, you need to breathe,” Kurapika stated in a desperate attempt to keep you calm.

“Sit her upright, Kurapika,” Leorio instructed, now sitting beside him. “It’ll help her breathe, but be prepared. She may not want to be touched, and it could potentially make things worse, only for a moment.”

“I don’t want to make her worse!” Kurapika shouted.

“Guys, stop yelling!” Gon said strictly. “Kurapika, do as Leorio asked. I’ll help.” The two boys wrapped their arms under you, pulling you into a sitting position.

“Y/N, please breathe,” he called. Gon’s arm still lingered behind you, unsure whether or not you were okay with physical comfort yet.

On the other hand, Kurapika pulled you into a tight hug against his chest. “Breathe with me, ok?” You showed no sign of even recognizing that someone was talking to you. Gon tilted his head in confusion.

“Y/N? Can you hear us?”

“Probably not,” Leorio answered. “Her mind's going a million miles an hour. If she doesn’t calm down she’s going to pass out.”

Kurapika was accentuating his breathing, trying to get you to breathe with him, but it was no use. You slumped against him with a long sigh. “Y/N?”

“She’s passed out,” Leorio commented. “Gon, can you get a cool cloth, some water, and a first aid kit?” The green-haired boy nodded, running out of the room. Killua joined the others on the floor near you. 

“Is she going to be ok?” he asked. Leorio looked at you with worried eyes.

“I’m not sure,” he admitted quietly, pulling your hands into his to see the various cuts and shards of broken materials from where you threw everything off of your desk. “It’s going to be hard next few weeks. Maybe even months. We just have to be there for her.”

Gon returned quickly with the supplies Leorio asked for, handing them to the tall man. Kurapika lifted you to place you on your bed, laying you down gently. The next several minutes were silent as Kurapika and Leorio cleansed and bandaged your hands. Killua made his way to the head of your bed, moving your head to his lap. He ran his hands through your hair gently, massaging your scalp. Gon was wiping the dried tears from your face, careful not to be too harsh in the motion.

Three days have passed since the passing of your friend. You hadn’t said a word, hardly even leaving your room. To be honest, your friends were really worried about you. Gon and Killua had to fight you to get out of bed to at least move around.

“Exercise is important Y/N,” Killua would say softly.

“It’ll make you feel better,” Gon would add. The two boys would finally leave you when you walk with them outside to get the mail, then quickly return to your room.

Kurapika had to force you to eat, waking you up for every meal. He wouldn’t go as far as making you join them all downstairs for meals, but he’d sit with you to make sure you actually ate.

Leorio was concerned about your overall health. He took note of how long you’d been sleeping, how pale you looked with red puffy eyes and a runny nose. He’d frown every time he peeked through your cracked door to see you staring blankly up at the ceiling, not moving. There were even some moments he’d come in and touch you just to make sure you were still breathing.

All four boys accompanied you to the funeral, never leaving your side for even a moment. Kurapika sat beside you during the service, holding your hand tightly. Gon was on your other side, hugging you to make sure you knew he was there for you. All Leorio and Killua could do was give you sympathetic looks. When the time came for the burial, Kurapika still had your hand in a tight hold. Killua was at your other side now, wrapping an arm around your waist. Leorio and Gon kept a hand on each shoulder, holding you steady.

“Kurapika,” you said quietly at the end of the funeral. “I want to go home. I’m tired.”

The blonde nodded with a sad smile. This was the first time you’ve spoken since your friend died. “Alright, let’s go.” He pulled you gently beside him as you all walked to your car. He helped you into the car before sliding into the driver’s seat. Leorio joined him in the front while Killua and Gon sat with you in the back. The car started and left the funeral.

You were almost asleep when you got home. Killua shook you gently, letting you know that it was time to go inside.

“Leave her be,” Kurapika said quietly. “It’s been a hard day for her. I’ll carry her in.”

You feel the boys beside you leave, then two arms wrap around you. You were lifted out of the car and carried into the house. You felt each bump as Kurapika climbed the stairs to get to your room. He placed you on your bed, tucking you in gently.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him whisper. The bed dipped down beside you. “You shouldn’t have to go through this.” A calloused hand ran through your hair. “I wish we could do more for you.”

You felt Kurapika stand to leave and quickly reached out for his hand. “Stay. Please.” The boy gasped, spooked by your words. You couldn’t see him well in the dim light, but you could just tell he was relieved.

“Of course.” You scooted over to make room for him, curling into his side once he got comfortable. “Is this ok?”

You nodded, sighing. “Yes, thank you.” You layed in silence with him

[cosmicrhetoric]

i have a soft spot for hunter x hunter i think its very iconic even if i know im never going to finish it or follow along with the plot or whatever. im happy it's resuming manga serialization soon i hope togashi is ok. that being said i dont know how i went 26 yrs without watching yu yu hakusho it's easily in my top five anime of all time now. kuwabara be upon thee.

[giggly-squiggily]

Boy am I glad that sentence starters are open >:)

I am so deep in my hxh rewatch and I am in dire need of core 4 content. I also am at the part where everything starts to go to shit, so I’d LOVE some TLC for Gon after he gets the shit beat out of him by Hanzo 😭🙏

I hereby request Kurapika and Leorio giving some care to Gon bc Togashi is allergic to comfort.

Well give the sentence starter to Mister Leorio: “You know I’m pre-med, right? I can see in your eyes that something’s hurting.”

Thank you kindly, my liege.

DUCKY!!!! My dear comrade in arms through angst and fluff! This is utter perfection: I love Gon so much! Who doesn't love some good ol' Leopika and their precious boy? I've gotcha covered!

“That’s it.” Leorio stood abruptly, making everyone look at him. “Gon, come here.”

“Huh?” Gon tilted his head, confused. “But-”

“Don’t fight me. You know I’m pre-med, right?” Gesturing him closer, he squatted down so he was eye level with him. “I can see it in your eyes that something’s hurting.”

Gon seemed to tense all over, irises shimmering as he bit his lip. “I’m fine, Leorio. Really.” He put on a brave smile, giving him a thumbs up. “I’m not hurting one bit! If anything, I’d say Hanzo held back-”

“That’s not what he’s talking about.” Kurapika cut him off, voice gentle. “Well-maybe a part of it is. Gon…you know it’s okay to be upset about Killua.”

“I’m not!” It came too fast. Gon winced at the sharpness in his voice, shaking his head. “I’m not, cause I know we’re gonna get him back! And we’re gonna be together again; so I’m not…I’m not..” His lip quivered, tears welling in his eyes.

“Oh, Gon.” Leorio murmured, pulling the small boy into a tight hug when he let out a small sob. “It’s okay. Everything’s gonna be okay.”

“I k-know that! I just- I wish I was th-there. He n-needed me!” Gon wiped at his face aggressively, wincing when he touched his wounds. Kurapika’s hands were soft as they pulled his arm away, replacing it with a soft handkerchief. “I couldn’t sto-op him from leaving..” “You were knocked out, Gon. No one blames you for that. Not even Killua.” Kurapika reassured him, wiping away his tears. “He’ll be sure to tell you that when we see him again, so don’t blame yourself anymore. It’s like you said; we’ll be together again real soon.”

Gon nodded, sniffing once more before taking a deep breath. When he smiled again, it was weak, but genuine. “Okay..”

“Not okay! You can’t go see Killua with that poor excuse of a smile! Ain't that right, ‘Pika?” Leorio asked. Gon looked between him and the annoyed blonde.

“‘Pika? Really?” He shook his head with a small laugh. “I agree. Be gentle though. Mind his injuries.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice.”

“What are you..” Gon blinked, then he let out a squeal as twenty fingers attacked his torso, gentle and feather light as they tickled him. “Nohohohohoho, dohohohon’t! Ahehahahaha, guhuhuhuhys!”

“That’s better! See- how hard was that?” Leorio laughed with him, using his previous hug as a proper trap. “You gotta smile like that when we see Killua again! He needs it!”

“That’s right, Gon. And you need it too.” Kurapika gave his neck a few tickles, making him scrunch and laugh. “We can’t stand to see you upset. If your smile drops even a little, we’re gonna tickle you the entire way there!”

“Ehehahhaa! Fihihine, fihihihne! I prohohohmise I’ll behehehe ohohokay!” Gon cried, gasping for air when they finally stopped. “Eheheh..hehehehe..thahanks, guys..I neheheeded that. I’m so happy I got to meet you two.”

Leorio sniffed, suddenly looking away. Kurapika’s smile warmed, eyes scrunching in the corners. “We’re happy to have met you too.”

Send me a sentence starter and I'll write a dabble for you! :D

[mysandwichranaway]

sketching leopika to recover my sanity....

[ebonytails]

POV You are cofronting and something happened in front that has you all REAL MAD together

(This is a drawing meme!)

[skipper-the-artist]

Can you tell I’m autistic

Yes the devas are there what about it