#my dream is for him to do the same for hxh
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justxaxbit · 2 years ago
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ataraxiaspainting · 3 months ago
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Do you have any blog recs? :>
i've been waiting my whole life for this moment!!! 👀
please respect their rules if you plan to interact with them!
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@ddarker-dreams (yan multifandom) - her writings have given me more happiness than literal puppies. yan chrollo is such a magnificent bastard and bf blade is just my everything. she's so lovely and smart too!
@teabutmakeitazure (yan multifandom) - my platonic wife. her brainrots are everything to me, and she made me like a certain ginger twink (a federal crime) again after not simping after him since like... 2021.
@brynn-lear (yan multifandom) - their drawings/writings are so good!! i will die for the update of their whodrankit game. definitely worth it!
@the-saltiest-saltine (yan multifandom) - i love their matrimony series :0 (only accessible on ao3). they haven't been online as of late, but i still recommend their god tier writing!
@after-witch (yan multifandom) - her writings are actually not fanfic, but actual horrifying stories. i feel so bad for the reader at the end of each and every one of her works. they'll all make you feel emotions you didn't know you could feel because of creepy fictional men.
@stickyspeckledlight (yan multifandom) - her vocabulary is actually insane, and i feel like every time i read a fic of hers i learn something new (either about the series, about the character, or just general facts about the english language lol). her yan aventurine needs a kick in the balls and a hug at the same time.
@dear-yandere (yan multifandom) - another writer whose literary skills are out of this world! her yan harbinger headcanons are my fav :D
@harmonysanreads (yan genshin/hsr) - her alhaitham brainrots... 🩷 her fics make me want to either say "aw" for the fluff or "run" for the yan ones (in a good way of course <3). i love her and her massive wrinkly brain.
@shumidehiro (yan multifandom) - her yan pantalone is so charismatic and her yan capitano makes me feel kinda bad for the guy... :O
@uvobreakmylegs (yan multifandom) - one of the amazing faces of yan hxh. her stories are so wild and most times disturbing (in a good way). my inspiration for many fics i have done and will eventually complete.
@arias-diaryy (yan multifandom) - SO. MANY. IDEAS. aria is so funny and her writings just paint the phantom troupe is such a creepy cringefail way. reader definitely deserves better. not that i want them to have a better life lmao.
@veilofaponia (yan multifandom) - every time i read their works it feels like i'm reading a fancy poem. so good.
@envy-of-the-apple (yan multifandom) - reading their gojo series makes me have a whole enemies to lovers arc in my head because i am not the biggest gojo fan by any means. i went from "i hate gojo" to "i hate gojo" (buys merch of him and rereads the sun eats moon series). amazing stuff.
others - @haven-avalon, @pranabefall / @lychniis, @euniveve, @mochinon-yah, @jessamine-rose, @navxry, @dottiro / @leftdestiny-posts / @rightfate-posts, @meitham / @zhongrin / @meimeimeirin, @lucienbarkbark / @degeneratewhores, @floraldresvi, @wishluc, @chryseis-lxve, @throwaway-yandere, @suguwu
these people are all so awesome, but some of these blogs are no longer in use! please do not harass them in the hopes of getting them to write/draw again. it's just rude.
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this list may be updated as time goes on! :D
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laforzadelvoila · 29 days ago
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Reunion (Chrollo x Pakunoda)
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Notes: I've been really interested in Hunter x Hunter lately, and although I haven't finished reading all the manga arcs, I've been following the new chapters and have developed a fascination with Phantom Troupe, in particular with these two characters.
I've been thinking a lot about Chrollo and Paku's tragedy, so this little one-shot is an outgrowth of that. I don't know, maybe I will write other fanfics about them or other HXH characters.
I'm sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language.
The small, skinny black kitten let out a weak meow, catching the attention of the tall, slender teenager girl who was walking among the debris piled up in that dump. The blonde girl crouched down and petted the poor cat, who began to purr weakly. She took a piece of bread out of her pocket and offered it to the little creature, who desperately accepted the portion of food, tearing off chunks of bread.
Pakunoda gave a sad smile. Since she was a child, she had the habit of feeding the abandoned animals she found in Meteor City with the little she had left, even when she herself barely had anything to eat. The cat finished swallowing the bread, rubbing itself affectionately against the gentle girl's hands.
“Paku?” a simultaneously strange and familiar voice called her.
When she turned around, the cat ran towards the owner of the voice: a teenage boy the same age as her, with completely black hair, eyes and clothes. For a moment, Pakunoda barely recognized him, but it didn't take long for her to realize that this grown-up young man in front of her was her best friend and childhood crush, whom she hadn't seen in three years.
“Chrollo?” she approached the boy, who was petting the black cat.
Paku knew that the Chrollo she had known as a child had already died three years ago. After all, a part of herself, her innocence and her dreams also died on that same rainy night when the two, together with their friends, discovered Sarasa's dismembered body inside a garbage bag suspended from a branch of a tree. The brutal death of their dear friend was the final straw for the Something Troupe; the miserable inhabitants of Meteor City did not officially exist on paper, making them easy targets for heinous people with macabre interests — long before Sarasa, other children there faced a similar fate — and they couldn't simply accept anymore that their lives didn't matter to the world, that they would never have justice in their lives. All that amateur troupe wanted was to have fun dubbing episodes of Power Cleaners and cheer up other children as wretched as them, but as long as they lived in a place as vulnerable as Meteor City, they would never truly have peace or security.
Pakunoda wanted to remember all of this so that there would be no doubt about what she should do next, so that she would never forget her motivations, why she and Chrollo decided to follow such a dark path: to never again let the inhabitants of Meteor City, human beings with dreams and full of life, be treated like mere punching bags by outsiders. They would be villains who would terrorize the world, damning their own souls so they could protect their bonds thinner than water, and yet thicker than blood.
“You look so tall!” commented Paku, laughing, astonished. When they were kids, Chrollo was easily one of the smallest kids in the Troupe, but now he was almost as tall as her. “And your voice, you sound so mature now—”
“And you've become even more beautiful,” Chrollo said affectionately, a slight blush covering his cheeks.
Paku didn't know how to react for a moment, feeling her cheeks burning. When she first saw Chrollo that evening, she thought not only about how much he had grown, but also how handsome he had become, and her beating heart was taken by surprise by the boy's sweet sincerity.
“You know, you too,” she laughed, shaking her head in amusement, which caused her bangs to slide slightly to the right.
Chrollo was very close to her now. When he raised his hand to straighten her errant lock of hair, Paku finally registered the closeness between them and, startled, suddenly pulled away, her heart racing. The boy was very surprised by her abrupt reaction, the two looked at each other for a few confusing seconds, as if they were strangers; the cat jumped back to the ground in the meantime.
“I'm sorry,” the young man finally said, seeming to feel guilty, although he himself didn't quite understand what had just happened.
He assumed she didn't want him to touch her, and Chrollo feared he had invaded her privacy without realizing it. He felt naïve. Why had he thought that he and Paku would be as close as before? After all, three years had passed, why had he thought that the feelings they had for each other would be the same as before? Paku had no reason to continue to reciprocate those feelings, especially considering that because of the path Chrollo and his friends decided to take, he could never offer her the life she deserved. And the guilt he felt about it tighten his heart.
“No!” Pakunoda quickly tried to explain herself, nervously. “You didn't do anything wrong, I just forgot to tell you that… you can't touch me. And I can't touch you either.”
Chrollo looked surprised and intrigued, but stayed silent so she could continue her explanation.
“Three years ago, when we all swore to offer our lives and follow you on this mission, we also decided that we would find ways to become stronger,” Paku told him “While you were away on your training journey, we were also training.”
“So all of you can also use Nen now?” asked Chrollo, unable to help but feel proud of his friends.
“Yes,” she nodded “I am a Specialist, I trained with Renko-san. My ability allows me to 'read' people's minds from physical contact, in particular their memories.”
“If you are a Specialist, then your ability must have restrictions,” said Chrollo, starting to understand everything.
“I swore on my Nen that I would never read your memories,” Pakunoda finally revealed.
There was much unsaid in the silence that followed. In truth, Paku's restriction was about never touching the person she loved most, but admitting the last part out loud was very difficult. Chrollo deduced, partially correctly, that she had decided never to read his memoirs out of respect of his wish that no one else would know what was written in the terrible letter left by Sarasa's killers. That was true, but Pakunoda's decision was also related to her fear of her own feelings; the life they swore to follow offered no room for love, especially for the one who would be their leader. At least, that's what she believed.
“It's okay,” Chrollo smiled gently at her. “Thanks for everything.”
Paku raised her head, looking directly into the boy's obsidian eyes. She forced herself to smile too. In the end, they concluded, the most important thing was that they would always be by each other's side. They both thought about the last time they touched: during Sarasa's funeral, Chrollo and Paku held hands as they watched the small coffin being buried.
They didn't need to speak out loud what they thought so that the other could understand. Something about their relationship that they both always appreciated was the fact that they understood each other so well, practically like soulmates. Paku feared the increasing emotional distance between them that would inevitably occur, but was aware that it was all for the greater good. She tried to avoid thinking about the idea that she had somehow given up on understanding the person she loved.
“Chrollo, you son of a bitch! You finally came back and you didn't even come looking for us?” a thunderous cheerful voice that suddenly interrupted them made the ground shake.
Uvogin had always been a tall guy, but now he was over two meters tall. He and Chrollo shook hands, though the younger one ended up being lifted off the ground in the process.
“Don't be like that, Uvo. I was looking for you guys, but it just happened that Paku was the first one I found,” Chrollo explained calmly, amused.
Pakunoda and Chrollo exchanged glances. She wasn't sure if he had actually found her first “accidentally,” but it didn’t matter. What mattered was that they were finally reunited.
Behind Uvogin walked Machi, Shalnark, and Feitan, but there were still other members to appear at the first meeting of the Phantom Troupe. Chrollo knew that from that day on, they would be The Spiders, they would be the most terrifying criminal group in the world, and there was still much work and sacrifices to be made — and, having assumed the role of leader, he needed to focus on their mission.
“Everything will be fine,” Chrollo and Paku thought, hiding their anguish and insecurities.
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citrus-writing · 10 days ago
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hi hi!! can i please request a matchup for hxh? i’m bisexual & use she/her pronouns!
for my personality, id say im pretty bubbly and excitable. i’m an isfj & cancer, & i try to look on the bright side and try to listen to/help when they’re sad. im very affectionate with the people im close to, and i tend to cling onto my friends arms and hug them a lot. i love anything soft or cute, especially animals!! im kinda scared of bugs though, but i still always try to take them outside. i get distracted pretty easily, and have a hard time dealing with change. i tend to be a bit bossy and unreasonable when it comes to something i’m interested in. plus i get really moody and irrational sometimes when it comes to something i want (im very stubborn lol). i also really like going for walks, shopping, yoga, gardening, baking (even though i’m dreadfully awful at it), and reading. i try to see the best in everything & everyone, though i can’t really tolerate it if somebody is overly cruel or rude to the people i care about. i have a very “do no harm, take no shit” mentality :)
for my appearance, im 5’1 & have fairly long light brown hair. my eyes are hazel, im fairly pale with a few freckles sitting across my face, & my cheeks are perpetually rosy andjfjjek. my style ranges from pretty soft and girly to a wannabe skater boy (i love the style but alas, it does not love me </3). i really like dressing up even if i’m not going anywhere. i also really like to do makeup, both on myself and others. also since i’m on the shorter side, i like to wear platform shoes since being tall makes me feel cool!
please & thank you!! have a nice day <33
I ship you with: Machi 
Machi would love a darling who is the opposite of herself- your bubbly and excitable nature, and your willingness to show affection to those you're close to draw her in. she can't help but wonder if you would be the same with her, given enough time? Would you share your passions and hobbies with her? Would you hug her? Cuddle up with her? The thoughts spin endlessly in her mind. She adores that you like cute things, and she’s on one of the yanderes most likely to allow you a pet, if you wanted one. 
She’d love to engage in a hobby of yours! She’d be great at yoga, and seeing you practise yoga is a literal dream to her. And if you asked her to help you stretch? She may just die on the spot. She’d love to do makeup with you, being so close with you never fails to make her blush. 
Can I just say… she’d love to match outfits with you!
Runner ups: hisoka (it was a tie between him and machi), kurapika
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misscherrys-world · 9 months ago
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Random things I think about:
Chrollo Lucilfer.
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So there’s some random things I think about because my first one of « religious chrollo » didn’t make it very well, so because I love this fandom I will write another one for chrollo cause why not?
Also these are my early morning thoughts, I’m hungery and writing it at 5:21 in the morning.
Warnings : Spoilers from the manga, death, nsfw
I genuinely feel that Chrollo is so guilty for Shalnark and Kortopi, he took their nen abilities for the fight, left them unprotected, that’s what he’s thinking he had done.
Of course no one would think Hisoka would survive this, but he did and took his revenge, which I really think it was despicable thing to do.
As you start to get really into details, the more you’ll start to doubt the troupe was behind the Kurta massacre.
I’m not saying they are innocent but you’ll start to doubt it. Especially the same pattern was done to Sarasa, the note.
Still it’s not clear what happened and why it happened to the Kurta’s.
Manga Chrollo is superior to the drawing in 1999 and 2011 adaptations.
Also unpopular opinion: hxh 1999 drawing was better than the 2011, Idk I guess i prefer it because I used to watch it since I was 4 or 5? And yes Chrollo was my favorite and remember crying over his “fake death” in yorknew’s arc. Iconic isn’t it?
Chrollo’s favorite soda is cream soda, who drinks that? me
His favorite meal is dinner, he loves ramen.
He can’t tolerate spicy food. Shalnark and Uvo would purposely get his food spicy just to see his ears, nose, eyes and lips red and tearing up. Won’t give him water though.
I still think he’s not into sexual activities, but when a mission requires it to get something he wants he’s distant and emotionless
Only doggy style or any style that doesn’t make him really intimate with the person.
He won’t stay in the bed beside them, he’ll get himself cleaned in the shower. Of course after getting the information or the object he wants.
He will get himself checked up for any diseases that could possibly be transmitted to him.
Not talkative during the act yk, different story if he’s in love though.
He may seem a little bit greasy because of his slicked back hair, but trust me that man smells like soap.
He loves old movies.
He suffers from nightmares from his childhood, what happened to Sarasa and the note haunt him in his sleep.
He dreams of the day he would reunite with his deceased friends, so they can finally be able to continue their dream as a theatre troupe, the “Phantom Troupe”.
Soooo this is it. Tell me what do you think about it? What or who should I do next in “Random things I think about” 🤍🎀
Have a lovely day and drink some water. 🤍
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cinnamonest · 2 years ago
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I'm now into the 5th season of hxh. As soon as I finish this series I will actually make a proper post but in the meantime I want to shout into the void how I feel about some of these bastards. Yes I was too lazy to turn off subtitles before taking hulu screenshots. I've been cutting into my sleep hours to watch this since the past week since I keep having to work overtime so this might be incoherent and delirious idk. I'm not entirely sure I'm awake right now. This might be a dream. Anyway
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Hisoka was the only character I was familiar with by name prior to watching and like. I always assumed the pervert schtick was like a one-time line/single scene that people just took and ran with it. I was incorrect
I know full well this man would most likely kill me but like. I think I'd be okay with it. I think it would be a good way to go and I would probably accept it. I'd thank him even. I'd ask him to step on me while he does it. Or maybe I'm right at the threshold where I'm so pathetic I'm genuinely not worth killing which I think I'd also be okay with as long as I can still get knocked to the ground and have him step on my neck. Please sir
Also a large portion of me watching this, up until this past week, has been while I'm at home bc I've been home a lot recently and I often have a parallel play thing going on with my mother where in the evenings I'll watch something or play games while she browses facebook or reads her Bible/Christian books and she'll like pay half-attention and make comments every few minutes on anything I watch. In true parent fashion she's managed to be there for like every scene of random naked shots or weird moaning and says nothing, but once just looked up, made a face of deep discomfort and went back to highlighting her Bible. I think about this a lot. I'm sorry mom
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I'm very weak to comic relief men actually and I have a triple weakness to token perv characters and furthermore my ovaries were created as such that men who are incredibly intelligent while also being astoundingly dumb are my kryptonite so my boy, be he as he may, dare I admit, does things to me. I think if you pulled the typical tease line where you say something about having a problem and needing a doctor to inspect you or just flash him he might die on the spot and that is very endearing to me. One could torment this man with the slightest of skin or sensuality it would be very easy. I appreciate you leorio
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I want to protect Killua but like does he need it really. Like the "oh poor baby I want to hold him and squeeze him and never let anything harm him" urge is there because of my blatant maternal complexes but at the same time I know full well he does not need protecting and would realistically be the one protecting anyone else but like the urge is still there. I don't care. I WILL find something to protect him from and I WILL do it
Also very tsun. I can sense it. I know I'm dumb and weak and I would get snarky comments about it but that's okay. I would let the middle school aged boy bully me. I'd be okay with that
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I think Illumi looks kind of like an insect. However he also terrifies me a little bit but I don't think that would particularly bother him. I think I could tell him both that he terrifies me and that he looks like a bug and he would have an entirely neutral response. Would probably just ask what kind of bug but may be disappointed if I name a non-cool bug. I'd probably say a grasshopper. I don't know how he would feel about that
I think what would be infuriating to me most is it is difficult to get much of a reaction out of this dude. Like you can be a total nightmare to have as a captive and the most you'll get is a :/ response. In attitude at least, like he'd probably still snap my wrist if deemed appropriate but would do it with just a mildly exasperated face/voice. I would try so hard to get a strong reaction and would never get it and that infuriates me. What right do you have to infuriate me like this bug man. Stop staring at me with them big ol eyes
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I think if this man were to be living a normal life and not running with criminals he would wear socks with sandals on a daily basis. Like those thick white halfway up the calves socks and tan buckled sandals worn exclusively by boomer middle aged dads. And it's not the only trait he would share with middle aged men either I think he would care deeply about the quality of his lawn and mispronounce foreign things in a way that is borderline creative for how wrong it is. I think he just is a middle aged boomer dad trapped in a younger man's body. Release this man into a Home Depot and he will immediately adapt to his natural habitat
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I am terrified of this man because due to who I am as a person I immediately evaluate all male specimens on what I think sex with them would be like, and cannot imagine a scenario involving this man where I come out of it without actual internal damage. Like you know how people joke about "rearranging your guts/insides" well this would be that but like actually genuinely. I think intercourse with this tank of a man would automatically necessitate medical attention. However do not mistake my horror for hesitancy because organ rupture is a price I will willingly pay for the experience of a realistic simulation of what I imagine it feels like to be a sick gazelle that falls behind the rest of the herd only to start hearing suspenseful nature documentary music
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I cannot look at this man without my blood pressure immediately rising. I have never been simultaneously so strongly attracted to yet have such a strong desire to strangle someone. I think the worst part of this is that he would somewhat let me attempt to strangle him but would find it endearing and would start going on an analysis of my personhood and I will be real with you all that would peak my fury and I would become violent. And blah blah "understanding myself" hey man can you maybe not mass murder and go on your journey of self discovery by doing drugs or taking a road trip or something like a normal person in their quarter life crisis. Is that so hard.
As my fingers type these words I can feel my heart rate increasing and I am filled with immense fury and arousal at the same time. Why are you attractive? What is wrong with me? I hate it and I hate myself for it. I have to unironically take a break from typing to take a deep breath. I have to move on because I'm getting heart palpitations
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Shalnark seems underappreciated. I love him so much but he also terrifies me in a way none of the others do. Like sure being blatantly cruel or loud or huge like some of the others is one thing but he's too cheery. It scares me on a visceral level. Sir why are you smiling like that. I do not trust it. Or rather realistically I know I WOULD trust it if I met this man as a stranger because I'm very gullible and that would not end well for me. This boy would probably be like one of the absolute worst people to end up stuck with once you get into it but that is very well hidden from the surface and I do not like that. I know I'm naive as all hell and I would fall for the same tricks over and over and I just know that would be used against me
On the bright side though this does mean he would actually fit the classic, original yandere trope since originally yanderes are supposed to be super sweet and cheery externally, so there's that
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My skrungly. My tiny son. Y'all do not understand my predicament because I have a NEED to squish his face in my hands, I have an unbearable urge to pat his head and ruffle his hair, it is a literal physical intrinsic need like food and water and I need this but like at what cost. Is the price one I am willing to pay. The answer is probably yes actually. What are a few broken fingers for a moment of pure bliss. Likewise even if by a mere 2 centimeters I am taller than this man and that brings me great satisfaction. I hold great power in my hands. I would be sure to bring this matter up on a daily basis at great risk to my well-being
Baby boy you are the warmth of my soul and the love of my life and the brightest star in my night sky which is really saying something because you have about as much positive energy as a funeral. Regardless. Baby boy. Baby
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I want Kurapika to know I love him. If Kurapika has 100000000 fans I'm one of them. I'm Kurapika has 10 fans I'm one of them. If Kurapika has 0 fans I am dead. If I were a shounen anime protagonist that just got the shit beaten out of me and I'm crumpled on the ground on the verge of unconsciousness and/or death I would have flashbacks and imagery of Kurapika go through my head and then I'd get a sudden burst of willpower and energy to miraculously get back up and kill the villain in a single blow. If I'm having a bad day and a singular thought of Kurapika passes through my mind it becomes a good day. Knowing Kurapika is a spiritual experience for me. I have a small orgasm every time my eyes are graced with Kurapika's visage. I think about Kurapika at minimum 127 times daily and if I fail to do this I will die instantly. I would protect Kurapika with my life. And by God I would gladly volunteer myself for clan rebuilding. Sir if you ever want to spread your bloodline I am right here. I will leap at the chance to spend the rest of my life as your personal incubator. I feel like he'd be paranoid and overprotective and lock me in the same house forever but you know what? I'm fine with that. Walking through our house at night will be like a semi-obscure 2000s Japanese horror rpg because every step you take there's a set of big red eyes staring at you but instead of weird Japanese demons its just pouty tiny kurtas. I am in physical pain because the most screen time he's had in ages is a phone call. Where is my boy. What have they done with my boy. If he does not return soon I will become violent
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trashsketch · 10 months ago
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Favourite fanfic about the killugons?
A mischaracterisation about them that is very annoying? Do you like their hairstyles with their hair down? How did you meet them in the first place? Your first impression of them vs. today's impression of them?
oh anon it's very hard to pick a favourite HAHA but i wanna plug Dreams Like Water, Like Wind by xyliane again, I read it all in one afternoon and it made me feel so many things ;w; (I really should re-read it, it's got everything you love to see: strong slowburn killugon, gon risking it all to save his something-more-than-just-a-friend....sigh i love them)
and well. okay i wrote like several paragraphs about what my personal hcs are for gon but deleted it all. BUT all i need you to know is this: gon is way more selfless than the gon haters make him out to be. this boy is full of love and trauma
i tend to stick to gon and killua's canon hairstyles cause i think gon's spikes are a hilarious contrast to killua's soft fluffy hair, but i like seeing other people's art of them with their hair down, especially gon!
and first time seeing fanart of hxh was from an old deviantart user I followed, I cannot for the life of me remember their username now but they made some pretty sweet art of gon and killua being besties hanging out in a forest, and this was back in 2011. I tried picking up the anime in 2013, but stopped on ep 3 right before killua showed up (tragedy!!!). when i finally watched the entire show through in 2018 i was sold for life!
first impressions of gon and killua after watching the show fully: oh my god they are lovers who don't really know what word to use for describing their relationship yet. my fucking god. they are a pair do not separate (and when they did separate in canon i remained hopeful that it wont be a permanent one)
current impression: they really are the best shounen m/m pairing of all time!!!!! i haven't seen much else that could rival them (controversial take but true to me. i love plenty other ships but nothing's been the same as them).
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iwritenarrativesandstuff · 8 months ago
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For the ship game: Leopika and Hisoillu! I don't know your ship taste well so I'm just hitting a couple other big HxH ships hrjfjkjkdlgdfk hope you don't mind
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Oh, I don't mind at all, Percy! :)
Hisoillu is... I mean... they are kind of sort of engaged (?) so. Yeah, it makes sense. Also, I can think of no one else in the universe who should be subjected to close proximity with these two on a regular basis hdfhbsdhj. Congrats, you're perfect for each other, just never involve anyone else in what you've got going on ever. Truthfully, I'm kind of indifferent towards it as a ship. It makes sense to me, but it's not something I actively seek out in fanworks I suppose. It's just, yeah, Hisoka and Illumi are together. Happy for them lol. I guess it's mostly because I think murder is their love language and I just... can't see them being romantic with each other in a lot of the more typical ways that characterize many fanworks. Do they want to kill each other, or are they into each other? The answer is both - the murder is an intrinsic aspect of the "being into each other" hdjfbvhd. That said, I think they have a pretty healthy respect for each other, due to probably being evenly matched, I'd say. I think Hisoka genuinely finds Illumi good company, and Illumi readily has fairly casual conversations with Hisoka. Their dynamic is kind of fascinating actually, and I do honestly think they're kind of perfect for each other. Diversity win??? Loss??? I'm honestly not sure lmao
Leopika :') I love the potential for them. Sadly, they don't have all that many interactions in the canon manga, so I would ordinarily say it doesn't make a huge amount of sense, but then we have the 99 anime and the radio skits who seem determined to ship them so hfbgjdhj I have no clue. I'm weird about this ship because I tend to alternate between "yeah they're cute" and "oh god. oh god. them. AAARGGHHH" and experiencing emotional damage hahaha. I am like this with no other ship. It's very strange to me.
The one thing is that I'm extremely picky with Kurapika characterization, in any art or story. If Kurapika doesn't read right to me, I just can't suspend my disbelief. I'm really not big on the "mom and dad" characterization, though no shade to anyone who is.
Peak Leopika dynamic to me takes into account not just Leorio's concern and Kurapika's walls, but also their mutual stubbornness and Kurapika's hilarious tendency to annoy Leorio on purpose. To me, I've always felt that he likes Leorio because he's a guy who wears his heart on his sleeve and values individual lives so strongly, so he kind of checks that he hasn't changed that much when they see each other. I think it's kind of relieving for Kurapika, in a way, to know that Leorio will always be himself - "same old Leorio" kind of deal.
I also think Kurapika is just a little shit hjgbvsjdh
But no, I love that Leorio clearly eases up some of the pressure Kurapika feels, and seems to make him feel better about things- that's probably half the reason he keeps him at arms length. I think affectionate bickering is their love language. I also wish people noticed a little more that it's Kurapika who actually seriously initiated friendship between them, not Leorio. In most cases in the Hunter Exam, it was Kurapika approaching Leorio and showing a clear interest in sticking with him and helping him pass and achieve his dream. I think it's incredibly meaningful that one of the first people Kurapika meets and takes a liking to is this guy who wants to become a doctor - the doctor that Kurapika had left in the first place to go looking for. Anyways, I'm really looking forward to see what role Leorio will play in the current arc (just to have more Leorio, honestly, pls Togashi I miss him...), as I'm sure he will eventually find out about Emperor Time and OH BOY I'm sure that will go over well.
Erm. Sorry for rambling. I had a lot to say apparently...
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daisyachain · 10 months ago
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Gon and Killua’s relationship usually comes up from Killua’s perspective because he is our narrator. Gon doesn’t think of himself within any kind of narrative framework other than ‘I’m going to find my dad and I’m finding my dad.’ Killua, on the other hand, has been forcibly narrated his entire life. Your Friends Will Betray You and You Will Betray Them. You Are the Zoldyck Heir and You Will Be It. In the Zoldyck arc he lets himself get chained up to fulfil the charade of proper kid—he’s fully versed in the life of appearances (persona) running parallel to and continuously over top of the true life (animus). Killua tells us the HxH story in every chapter where it’s not Kurapika narrating because he’s the one who thinks in terms of story. He can pick out a plot point and think of it as a plot point. He knows that Kurapika must be connected to the Chain User because that’s how it works.
Which means that Gon’s perspective is limited to a few thought bubbles, bits of the Chimera arc, and the Exam arc. It’s any time where he’s not under observation by Kurapika or Killua (the two narrators). We can only piece together what the hell his mindset is because he certainly won’t tell us; he doesn’t see any reason to rationalize his contradictory selves into one coherent narrative. Why would you bother? Killua is his friend because he says he is, he is Killua’s friend for the same reason, simple as.
So: we look into Gon’s relationships. He bonds quickly with others, he bonds strongly, he’s unwavering in his support for people who ‘pass’ and swift in condemnation for people who don’t. He never reevaluates that judgment—it’s disproven or it’s not—except when it comes to Killua.
There’s some texture there. Chimera arc Gon’s break comes in rejecting Killua while also simultaneously keeping him in the On Side category. He can treat Killua with resentment and distance that he never dreams of holding for Ging/Kurapika/any of the other people On Side who could be said to have treated him badly. He’s not Gon’s friend. He’s Gon’s, period. Even as far back as the Yorknew Arc, Gon outright says that Killua isn’t allowed to do the things that he can do/that Gon won’t permit Killua the agency he considers himself to have. Oopsie! A heartwarming moment in context that goes dark later. There is the point of Gon forcibly inserting himself into Kurapika’s plans, but you can argue that he doesn’t impose his will on Kurapika in the same way—he signs up to support him and manoeuvres him out of the murder situation without actually asking him not to kill anyone. It’s Leorio, Melody, even Killua who challenge Kurapika on his decisions more than Gon (at least afairecall…).
Back to the original point of the post: Gon’s worse traits come out with/around Killua as he gets more and more proprietary over him. A declaration of protection in the exam arc turns to insistence on holding Killua to a double standard turns into attacking him for trying to go against his will in any way. Gon sees Killua as his left hand. This works out for them great because Killua wants to be Gon’s left hand. When it goes sideways…the ending to the Alluka arc is the only possible way it can go. Killua has chosen of his own volition to leave. Gon can’t maintain his own illusion of Killua-my-Shadow any longer.
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ddarker-dreams · 1 year ago
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I just wanted to let you know that the way you wrote is so visceral in the best possible way! The way you create and atmosphere that is so palpable and your use of metaphors is so amazing!!! There are so many golden lines in your work, I’m just truly amazed by it and so grateful to get to read your works!!!
I wanted to mention, I’ve never seen HxH but I’m tempted to do it because your writing of the characters is so enthralling!!
Same thing with HSR! I knew of Blade before and his general character, but the way you write the environment and the characters and just the world in general makes playing the game so tempting, Mihoyo needs to slide you some dollars it’s so serious!!
But yea, I just wanted to gush about your work a bit because you’re truly such an inspiration when it comes to writing and it’s so interesting to hear you talk about your process and your own inspirations/works that you’re interested in! Ty for the recommendations!!
Also, cannot leave without mentioning your writing of the world’s babygirl Scaramouche <3
I do actually play genshin, so just seeing your portrayal of him is so so good and I love how you have looked at his story and how you tie that into his character!! You make him such a pathetic wet cat in the best possible ways, I mean this as a compliment!! The push and pull between him and his ego is as frustrating to watch as it is titillating, I just really love your works waaaaa!!!!!
But, thank u for your time in reading this and for your writing in general, I just wanted to gush about it, thank you!!!! 🫂🩵🩵🩵
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please it's messages like this that make all the effort i put into writing worth it 🥺 even if fanfic is a hobby, i love making the best stories i can. i probably would've lost it without some form of creative expression. i'm so glad that you enjoyed the hxh and honkai stories, even if you're unfamiliar with the world!!! i feel that nexus in particular might not require being super familiar with honkai star rail, since it's set on a planet that doesn't appear in canon. that changed how i wrote the setup, since the preexisting knowledge readers can draw from is different.
i love being able to ramble away about my influences and inspirations!! i imagine it's added ten years to the lives of the people around me to have an outlet like this 😭 stories just make an impression on me that can't stop at the last word/the starts of the credits.
scara <33333333333 it's crazy how mihoyo hit every trait that makes me go feral for a character. he's a perfect bundle. the insecurity from abandonment, God Complex, mommy issues, doll and kabuki motifs, on and on the list could go. i know i've mentioned it before, but scara is a dream of writers/artists. ideal muse. there's just so much you can do with the fella.
thank you so much for the kind words omg, i feel undeserving 😭... thank you thank you!!!!
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jasperfei2 · 1 year ago
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Old friends
PhinFei fanfic!!
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*warning*
This will be a lot different from the HxH canon world, and this is my first fic so it may not be written super well.
It was a hot august day in York New city, though people were still bustling the streets, and you could hear car horns from miles away.
Up in a tall apartment building lived a short man named Feitan Portor, age 28 and five years out of university, he was looking to become a business owner, his dream was to have his own company.
He worked hard in mathematics and all kinds of science to become an astronaut, since it was year 2450, everything was super futuristic but even with all of the technology no one has ever flown out of this galaxy.
It was Feitan’s goal to do that.
The short man was in his apartment room, sitting calmly at his desk to do work on his computer, not feeling energized at all even though having three cups of coffee and a fourth one on the go.
He typed pretty fast on the computer, not even having to look at keys to do so.
His head perked up a little when he heard his phone buzzing but it was all the way over on his bed.
‘why didn’t I just leave the phone beside me…?’
He sighs and reached over to grab it while his body was half off his work chair, he managed to grab his phone right before falling to his demise on the wooden ground.
He answered and puts the phone up to his ear, using his shoulder to keep it up while typing on his computer still.
“Hello?”
“Uh, hey Feitan, it’s me Phinks.” The other person on the line said.
Feitan stopped typing and then grabbed his phone, feeling a bit surprised.
“Oh, hey there, we have not called in a long time…usually when you do something bad has happened.”
“Well…nothing bad happened, don’t worry, I was calling to say that I’m gonna be visiting the city and I was wondering if you’d like to hangout?”
Feitan knew he’d say that.
They were best friends through elementary school and all the way out of high school, they practically hung out every day, staying over at each other’s house and playing video games or listening to some music.
“Hangout?” Feitan asked, with his quiet, whispery voice.
“Yeah, we haven’t done it in awhile, y’know? I wanna catch up on a few things.”
Feitan leaned back in his seat, staying quiet for an extra moment, thinking.
He guessed he should say yes to the other’s request, it wouldn’t hurt to hang out at all, and the thought of catching up on things with him made him kinda happy.
“Yeah, that sounds good, we can hangout on the weekend if you want…I will not be busy.” Feitan nods, but knowing the other couldn’t see his nods.
Phinks was on his porch while talking to him, standing up and watching the rain.
“Seriously? Great! I’m gonna be flying in on Friday at noon, then I’ll have to fly out Monday morning.”
Phinks, age 27, lived all the way out in Oregon, living in a small town in the forest mountains, he was definitely an outside kind of man, going fishing every other weekend, same with hunting, though he worked a few jobs, he works as a mechanic engineer for cars, working in a calm auto shop, his second job was something else revolving around cars, which was a Body Shop and he worked there for plenty of years now, being the manager as well.
He also owned a few horses, using them to get around in the large land of forests, he usually ride them without any tack on, and the horses just knew the way home or knew all of the trail rides by memory.
“And hey you’re still dating that guy right?” Phinks asked a bit loudly…
Feitan frowns a bit at the other man’s voice.
“No, we broke up like two years ago, Phinks.” He said in a quiet manner.
“Oh is that right? Can’t believe I didn’t know that.”
Feitan slowly closed his computer.
“Yeah, uh, it was…hard, left me here to raise a kid, and not a single ounce of child support.” The short man mumbled.
Him and his ex boyfriend got a kid because they thought they would would eventually get married and have a life together, but Feitan was wrong, a few years into their relationship he learnt that the man wanted nothing to do with him and flat out cheated on him and left.
Feitan wouldn’t want to use the word ‘stuck’ but he was left with his daughter, Lin, she was only four years old, but even though she knew she only had one parent she was a really happy kid, she went to school, having a bunch of friends, she went on field trips, and her all time favourite thing in the world was having a father-daughter date with Feitan, he usually took her shopping, or go out to a restaurant, also to go eat ice cream, but sometimes they wouldn’t even go out and spend money, he would take her out to the city park and just walk around.
Though Feitan got too many comments asking if he was Lin’s older brother, he guessed people said that because he was just short…
Phinks stayed silent on the other line, but he finally began to speak.
“You have a kid?! Damn I know nothing about you now, man.”
Feitan let out a heartfelt chuckle.
“Yeah, sudden News flash is it not?”
“Definitely is, I do not see you as a father, but whatever.” Phinks laughed a bit.
“Well, anywho, I should get going, I’m gonna get flooded with calls of people who didn’t get their car fixed in time, I’ll text you what flight gate I’m in, I’ll also text you when I land.” He said more calmly now.
Feitan looked out his window and nods.
“Sounds good, talk to later Phinks.” He smiled a bit and then hung up, immediately looking up at the ceiling and smiling more.
He contained all his excitement during the call but he couldn’t help to let it out now, he was gonna see an old friend…
Friday, at 11:30 PM, place: airport
Feitan had got up in the morning to get a shower, do his normal skin care routine and get a little dressed up.
He was nervously waiting in the airport, glancing at at everyone who walked out of the gate, he didn’t know why he felt so nervous, he was going to see an old friend who he shared everything with.
He checked the time one last time before he lifted his head up and saw Phinks walk out of the gate, looking around for the short man, though he spotted him and they locked eyes.
Phinks stood there for a moment before hurrying over to him.
“Hey.” He smiled softly, looking down at him.
Feitan looked up at him and only did a half smile, though he was happy.
“Hey.” He said back, but before he could say anything else, Phinks grabbed him and pulled him a hug, a very sincere one.
Feitan was shocked and didn’t expect it but he slowly hugged back, sighing.
He could feel all of his tension in his body just wash away,
“This is new…I thought you didn’t like hugs.”
Phinks chuckled a bit and hugged him a bit tighter.
“Hm, well you have an exception.” He said quietly.
Feitan laughed quietly before letting go.
“Ok— ok, you are suffocating me.” He patted the others arm.
Phinks noticed he was hugging him pretty tight he he let go.
“Oh I’m sorry— I’m used to hugging normal sized people.”
Feitan raised a brow. “You did not just say that.” He crossed his arms.
The taller man let out a boisterous laugh.
“Hell yeah I did! I’ve been wanting to say that for years.” He leaned back a little.
Feitan just rolled his eyes and looked away.
“You are as annoying as a remember…” He mumbles.
“Yeah is that right? At least I wasn’t as annoying as you were back in the day, always picking at me.”
“You deserved it.”
“Whatever…well, how’s life in the city? Busy I bet.” Phinks said and readjusted the back pack on his back.
“It is, really overwhelming sometimes but y’know…how was you flight by the way?” Feitan asked.
“Ugh, it was awful, I was sitting next to a really annoying couple who couldn’t get their hands off each other, and we had to land the plane multiple times because of weather…longest ten hours of my life.”
Feitan let out a little laugh, nodding.
“Yeah I know what you are talking about it, I had a two day delay when I moved here like five years ago then a kid sat behind me and kicked my chair the whole flight.”
“God yeah I hate that, I would just stand up and yell at the parents or some shit.”
“I almost did that but the mom did get the kid to stop.” Feitan let out a soft sigh, looking back at Phinks. “Anywho, uh c’mon, I will drive you to my place.” He said and started to walk to the exit.
Phinks nods and didn’t hesitate to follow him, he still had a small smile on his face.
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.5:30 PM, Only a few hours have passed.
Feitan had made Phinks supper but he then said that will be the last time he will do so.
Phinks didn’t mind, he liked making his own suppers anyways.
Feitan had made soup and he was drinking it, though he heard a knock on the door which made him put his spoon down
“Oh that must be Lin.” He stood up and quickly walked to the door, to open it and let his daughter in.
Lin smiled brightly as she walked in. “Hi dad!” She exclaimed happily and slipped her bag off her back.
“We had the funnest school trip! We went to the zoo and—“
She noticed Phinks sitting at the table, she has never seen him before.
“Who’s the man at the table, dad?” She asked, stepping closer to Feitan
Feitan shook his head a bit and puts his hand on his shoulder.
“That’s Phinks, an old friend. Phinks, meet Lin, Lin meet Phinks.”
Phinks leaned back in his chair and just waved, he never really knew what to do around little kids, he wasn’t ‘scared’ of them, he just avoided them.
“Hi little person.” He said.
Lin sheepishly waved back and almost hid behind Feitan.
Feitan chuckled and looked at her.
“Do not worry, he may look really scary but he’s not.”
“Oh, ok.” Lin said and nods.
“Here— come sit at the table with us, we’re having your favourite soup.” Feitan said and he walks to the table with her, helping her up on the chair.
“Oh and tomorrow, I am gonna be busy so I am gonna drop you off at grandma’s house, ok? She said she wanted to bake cookies with you.” He said.
Lin smiled again and nodded enthusiastically.
“Yeah! I love baking with grandma!” She grabbed her soup bowl and started eating some.
“Yeah I know you do.”
Phinks stayed pretty silent, watching them, but mostly Feitan, he kinda forgot how nice the other looked, it made him feel a little more nervous now, and now he couldn’t get his eyes off of him, but once he noticed the other looked at him, he immediately turned his head, looking somewhere else, feeling kinda flustered and awkward.
His mind was racing a bit….did he have feelings for Feitan?
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halt-kun · 2 years ago
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Hunter x Hunter - Chapter 200 : Stipulation
OKAYYYY I’M BACK to HxH finally
we’re at half of the currently available chapters and we’re beginning Volume 20
We’ve still quite a way to go !
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MY CUTE LIL BOYS
I AM BACK !
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Warifuuuuuuu
it’s true we’re going to have to fight
I like Killua’s new style too
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WELL 
NICE COVER
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I still don’t get why they came back, it’s true there isn’t only one announcement on this board but still I would’ve been more careful about it
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She’s still quite terrifying at first
I get why Gon and Killua looks so scared
Actually everyone seems to be if we look at the other panels
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SUGAR
I can’t eat coffee without cream and sugar, I don’t like coffee
my italian ancestors must be feeling quite bad, well the french ones too
SAME Gon and Killua
The age gap is a bit weird but fantasizing on someone who’s in a position of power over you is overall not a good idea
At best it works out but at worst, you can loose big
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ALL THAT SUGAR
I’m feeling unwell just looking at it
GOOD
don’t tell him
find someone more appropriate
Palm is really into her own world
day dreaming about love
I get it
just find someone better to daydream about
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I’ve still got nightmare of the sound it made in the 2011 anime, it was on point
but I wish it was less
You could feel the sugar blobs uuuurugh
Yeah ask Killua what he thinks about being hopelessly in love
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Me when I have a crush
but please Palm wipe off your chin 
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ENHANCEMENT
nice
quite a strong show of hatsu, she trained well
I would probably be a conjurer (or manipulator) so I guess accidently creating impurities in my drink could be annoying
Unless it’s sugar and my drink mixed well with it
Or ICE
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In the french translation Gon said she was a strong enhancer
AND YES, SHE IS
she trained her hatsu well
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Good luck guys
The city seems nice too
I’d like to spend a month there
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BACK TO THE ANT NEST
Kite is still decapitated
but engulfed in ice
HOW DID THEY MANAGE TO DO THAT
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You truly are a cat Neferpitou
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It doesn’t work like that
I would be so scared of Pitou making Kite “fixed” in a fucked up sense
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SCARY ghost appears
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EVERYTIME
Shoot, why can’t you use that later ? It’s so cooool
I’d love to do that too
hide things as tattoo
You could be one of those weapon maniac who hides a bunch of them on their body
THAT’D BE SO COOL
I would always have a book tattoo
ALSO I COULD FINALLY WEAR ALL THOSE POCKETLESS SKIRTS AND PANTS
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You know it was the 2000s because everyone is smoking inside
Unless they are outside
but as expected this is a small village without a lot of young ones
Knuckle is a nice reference of the japanese “gangsters” from the 90s
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A lot of characters are referencing this era
I don’t like when everyone thinks they are all a reference to the same character from a manga when they are not
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A small chapter to get back into it, I probably won’t liveblog more for today
Have a nice day !
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animeyanderelover · 3 years ago
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Hello! Congrats on 2k!🎉🎉🎉 i just woke up on time to see your event is still open! For your event, can i request H, I, T and U for kurapika(hxh), chuuya(bsd) dazai(bsd) and, the character that deserved so much more, odasaku(bsd)? Thank you in advance!💗🐸💗
Recently one of my friends visited me and I was literally lamenting for 10 minutes over Odasaku's death😂😭. I already did the letter H for Dazai so I left it out in here.
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, manipulation, sabotage, threatening, blackmailing, paranoia, kidnapping, isolation, threatening, killing
Yandere Alphabet
Kurapika Kurta
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Heaven-What are the best experiences their darling has with them? Possible dates?
⛓️Even if Kurapika cages his darling in a very isolated house out of pure paranoia and will definitely slaughter everyone he views as a threat, he actually doesn’t really show his intense side as long as he wasn’t triggered in any sort of way. You see, he is emotionally attached to the s/o and he won’t really shy away from showing it to them. Kurapika really just wants his happiness and you symbolize that happiness so he treats you very well. He knows that being stuck in the same place can get boring quickly so he definitely gets them things like books, movies and games so they don’t get bored. But knowing that his darling is safe and sound in their home puts him far more at ease and having to worry less means he can be more carefree and enjoy his time with you more. Kurapika really is a sweet boy as long as no one pushes him.
⛓️The blond really just wants to be near you and protect you and as long as he can do that, he will be fine with everything. Given the fact that he is extremely unwilling to let the s/o out, the choices are somewhat more limited for both of them. You might feel like this most of the time which is why Kurapika tries to get you into new sorts of stuff so at the very least you have a hobby. You may call that some sort of dates where he ends up sparking your interest in something you can do every time in the house. Crafting, origami, drawing, he tries many such things with you before out. That’s of course more fun to do, but he has his times where he just wants to cuddle without any sort of interruption with his darling.
Ideals-What do they have in mind for the future?
⛓️If it is possible, Kurapika’s biggest dream would be starting a family with the s/o. Funnily he never gave it much thought before because at that time he was far more too focused on his revenge on the Phantom Troupe. But with his darling his ideals changed and he became very set on the dream of having sweet, little children with them. These images of his are very vivid as well and he dreams about him as the doting and proud father and provider of the little ones and you as the caring spouse and parent. He plans to go through with this as well so he kind of coerces you into having children.
Trauma-How would they act when at their lowest and most neediest point/when they nearly lost their darling?
⛓️He’s been severely traumatized and this becomes all too obvious from time to time as well because Kurapika never fully got over the fact that his whole clan was slaughtered. It is a literal nightmare for him where he has to go through the suffering all too detailed again and the plaguing knowledge that he couldn’t do anything. Those are times where he truly hits his lowest points and where he needs some comfort. Kurapika shows understanding for the fact that his darling most likely hates him during the first time after he kidnapped them so whenever he has a nightmare or his self-destructive thoughts he chooses to suffer alone. But once you’ve warmed up to him and want to help him when he wakes up disturbed from another nightmare or is currently overthinking, he will instantly pull you in his grip and cling onto you desperately since you are the only person who can help him with his heartache.
⛓️Forcing someone like Kurapika to have to go through the exact same trauma all over again is a sight no one would want to see. Especially not if there is a culprit behind those actions because that person can kiss their life goodbye after. Because everything inside of Kurapika just snaps at that moment and the last thing the person will see in their life is a raging red-eyed demon ending their life. He moves his darling in such cases somewhere else instantly, terrified that others will find you now as well and Kurapika never stops becoming extremely overbearing after such incidents. It has him temporarily dancing on thin ice in regards of his composure and calmness and specifically if you were drastically hurt in the process he would be too paranoid to let you do normal activities alone. Afterwards he just feels like at any second something might attack you so he decides to just become your personal shadow for a very long time after.
Unique-What makes them and their behavior special/different from others?
⛓️Kurapika is someone who is extremely shaped from his trauma and his experiences, leading to extreme paranoia and a strong sense to protect the darling. They are literally the only person he has left in this world so he obviously would go through everything to ensure your safety and that you stay with him. Even if Kurapika is aware, he still feels like he is the only one who will be able to protect the s/o effectively and if he has to think that the Phantom Troupe might try to hunt his darling down for being his darling, he does have a point. Because against them he is the best person to keep you safe, he's trained so he could kill them after all. His paranoia still goes far beyond that to the point where becomes a different person when he has to drag you somewhere outside. He's far more on edge, more intense and never lets you leave his side at all.
⛓️Despite his intense side, Kurapika isn't a very forceful Yandere, at least not about things including you loving him back or returning his tries to be affectionate and nice. He feels a sense of guilt and shame for what he did, but in the end his fear that he'll lose you as well overcomes every kind of shame and guilt he might have. Kurapika just genuinely believes the world to be dangerous and him to be the only real person to keep you safe and all that without being delusional at all.
Dazai Osamu
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Ideals-What do they have in mind for the future?
🤎The man has quite a few images in his head for what he wants in the future with his darling and not all of them are as romantic as it sounds at first. From a very long list with things he wants to try out with you, his top priority would be ensuring that you end up as his lovely little house spouse. Dazai wants to marry his darling very badly if he is being honest with himself and that from a very early point from his full infatuation on. Additionally Dazai starts to get somehow along the way quite dreamy of the idea of getting the s/o pregnant with his child. The idea is very cute and it is a good way of having a reassurement that the darling won't leave as long as they aren't cruel enough to leave the child behind. Not like even then they would get far. And different from Kurapika he will approach the topic far more manipulative.
Trauma-How would they act when at their lowest and most neediest point/when they nearly lost their darling?
🤎Seeing Dazai depressed is something that he never really shows and he is hard to predict in the first place so you might very well never know what he's currently thinking. Dazai can be from time to time very needy for affection and attention, though that might just be for entirely different reasons and if that's the case he will just straightforward smother the s/o however he likes even if they're protesting. Now there were moments where he seemed for certain reasons more quiet than usually and rather serious, but he never told his darling what had happened, instead he just refused to let them leave his side.
🤎If Dazai had to go through the nightmarish experience of having to see his darling nearly losing their life, that wouldn't end really well for whoever caused this. If it comes down to protection and keeping you alive, Dazai will do anything, but kidding around. How couldn't he if the s/o is literally his reason for living? I would still say how he acts depends on how badly his darling was injured and what the circumstances were. If you got out of it with merely a few scratches and it was more of a very stupid accident, he won't lose his head over it terribly and if there is a person to blame, he would let them off the hook more easily. If his darling was in a more serious condition and their life was hanging on a thin threat there, he reacts differently. Not only will his composure crumble much more obviously like it did with Odasaku, but the other person will have to pay more for it, possibly enough so that Dazai will only be satisfied until he's ruined their everything so that death seems like the less painful option. If his darling was assaulted in any way that would be again another scenario in which Dazai has no problem with hurting the other person in either case. And letting his darling out of his side is impossible for him to do as well, it’s either that he’ll stalk them or pay them unexpected visits.
Unique-What makes them and their behavior special/different from others?
🤎Until the very end Dazai will always remain as a mystery to you, even if he opens up very much around you. That’s just part of his character and there are some things that are better to be unknown to you anyways. After all Dazai wants to have a pretty relationship with the s/o and for that he obviously only wants to show his more silly and romantic side instead of his more threatening one. So Dazai counts to those Yandere who always try to show their harmless side when with their darling. He doesn't show the same kind of worry when he has to remove certain people though, in such cases he's pretty ruthless.
🤎But Dazai really has zero problems in exposing jus as much his far more threatening and scary side to intimidate the s/o when there are arguments going on and you want to leave him. Ignoring him or rejecting him are basically invitations for him to shine in his darkest lights and being evil or good really matters little to him, the only reason he tries to be romantic and nice is because it's much more nicer like this. But by all means, if the darling wants to test their luck he'll give them a run through hell with friends and even family suddenly disappearing out of your life until he really is the only one who can save you from your misery. He has dark blood running through his veins an seeing you struggle to fight through the unfairness of life until you break down and he jumps in as the savior awakens a more sadisic vein inside of him.
Nakahara Chuuya
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Heaven-What are the best experiences their darling has with them? Possible dates?
🟠Chuuya might have a bad temper, be a brute and is absolutely ready to dismember everyone he sees as love rival or a threat for your life. Plus the fact that he has to kidnap you the moment his cover is blown up or enemies of the Port Mafia find out who you are for the Executive. But he actually treats his darling really well even if they cause troubles in which case he does lash out quite a bit. But ultimately Chuuya deeply cares for the s/o and wants the best for them. He is obviously quite protective due to his position and the automatic threat that comes from simply being with him. He isn’t fond of manipulation and once you do know what he does it is kind of not needed anyways except for certain situations and if Chuuya believes that he can trust his darling, he even lets them have their freedom and just trusts them a lot. Even as a possessive guy.
🟠So the moment his darling does earn his trust, Chuuya can take them out again and he is actually kind of happy about that. As long as he isn’t in a rather annoyed mood or in a surprisingly cuddly one, he prefers taking you outside for dates than doing something in the house. He still is wise enough to not take you to very crowded places because he knows that he has a lot of jealousy running through his blood and that he would cause a scene with his reactions which can turn violent quickly. The whole reason he takes his darling on dates is because he wants fo enjoy his time with them and the last thing he needs in that case is someone ruining his mood. So he kind of prefers smaller and less known places to the public. It of course doesn’t mean the places are bad, they’re often some nice restaurants and Cafés.
Ideals-What do they have in mind for the future?
🟠Chuuya’s only real dream is having a somewhat peaceful and good life with his darling and that’s the end. If they want to marry that is fine with him, though he wouldn’t see it as a necessity. Children with his job would be dangerous so he doesn’t insist on them either. He really is simple in such regards, but with the hectic life he sometimes lives who exactly blames him for wishing for some calm and nice time with you?
Trauma-How would they act at their lowest and most neediest point/when they nearly lost their darling?
🟠Mood swings might be something Chuuya goes through quite often when something got on his wrong nerves and even if he is not just a jerk to let his frustration out on the s/o, he kind of avoids them for a bit. That’s of course only one way of his mood swings because there are special events that lead him to trigger his possessive and overprotective sides and that are moments where he just walks back home with an annoyed look on his face, sees his darling and insists begrudgingly on hugs. It really doesn’t matter what they are doing at the moment, they’ll better drop it and come to him. On days where he was unlucky enough to run into Dazai this is especially bad and if Dazai happens to know about you and tease Chuuya about it, he really is in a possessive mode. Because he’ll obviously never let that guy anywhere near you.
🟠Even if Chuuya isn’t as violent and homicidal as Akutagawa would be, if someone dare to bring your life into danger, that guy will see what true disaster looks like in form of a very enraged Chuuya. But if they’re lucky they’ll get a quick death because Chuuya would in such situations much more prefer to check on you and make sure that you’re safe instead of giving attention to a useless piece of garbage. These are moments where Chuuya really does feel sorry for having his darling dragged into such a situation with him being part of the Mafia and being targeted by quite a few people. That’s specifically why he tries to hold you out of any sort of danger and if you still were attacked he blames himself for it. It just guarantees for an increase in his protectiveness and he always ends up apologizing to the darling, even if it was technically not his fault.
Unique-What makes them and their behavior special/different from others?
🟠Chuuya can sometimes be quite childish despite the fact that he is a grownass man and a very respected member of the Mafia. I don’t say that he can’t scare his darling if he wants to do so in order to prevent them from acting out of place, but he wouldn’t want to scare them after having broken their trust already in the first place with being exposed as Port Mafia member. But do be honest, most of the times his darling might not even be able to take him quite serious with the way he just behaves. Chuuya doesn’t want to awake the impression that he is too soft so he sometimes tries to act though, but the fact is that his darling can cause his heart to flatter very easily and just like a stubborn child he’ll refuse to admit so afterwards. And if he wants to have something he’s just as childishly stubborn. He can’t accept a no. Especially not if he is in an affectionate mood.
🟠He’s sincere about his feelings and around the s/o he opens up and tells them almost everything except the things they already know vaguely and don’t need to know in detail. You most likely wouldn’t want to know about these things anyways. Chuuya is at the end of the day just very loyal and dedicated to the s/o and even if it will never be really possible with his “job”, he does his best to create a semi-normal relationship and to trust the s/o. There are not many people with a position like his who would be willing to give you access to freedom again as long as you don’t try anything funny. If you’ve gained his trust, he’ll allow you certain things again and it would be a really bad move to break that trust of his.
Odasaku
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Heaven-What are the best experiences their darling has with them? Possible dates?
🖋️From Bungo Stray Dogs in general Odasaku is one of the tamer and harmless Yandere to have. He is painfully aware of his feelings which already make him think a bit low of himself and adding in the fact that he is working for the Port Mafia, even if that is as a lower-ranked guy, he can predict the worst possible outcomes for you because of him very well and he stalks at first mainly out of protective reasons. There is still only that long where he can stand still before he eventually approaches his darling. Odasaku isn't fond of kidnapping, manipulating and threatening the s/o at all so he most likely would never do that. He really just cares about their well-being and that they're happy. As a boyfriend he's a bit timid, but a very sweet and friendly guy, even to other people. Up until the point where his identity is revealed, everything would look very normal.
🖋️He lets his darling choose most of the times and what they would like to do, he lets his darling have the lead in the relationship rather than him. He's more of the undercover protector who ensures no one will find out about you and use you against him. But the man treasures such times with his darling because spending time and having fun with them is always a delightful contrast to his work of disposing of people and everything else he has to put up with. Oda decides to introduce the s/o after some time to the orphaned children he's adopted and since he visits the kids often, after having first introduced them to you, he brings you often over as well. He has no real choice, every time he doesn't the children get disappointed. They really like his darling, but that's really only good for Odasaku to hear.
Ideals-What do they have in mind for the future?
🖋️Initially he never gave it that much thought. He probably just wanted to live a good life with his darling and to not let them get harmed in any way. He just wanted to make them happy and keep them as far away from any kind of danger as possible. That kind of changed until the orphan asked him if he planned on marrying you which had him choking on the air. Idealistic for them to continue teasing him for it because let's face it. Losuke, Katsumi, Yu, Sakura and Shinji are y/n x Odasaku shippers so they obviously want to see you two end up together as each other's spouse. After that...Odasaku starts thinking about marriage and life together when married a lot more.
Trauma-How would they act at their lowest and most neediest point/when they nearly lost their darling?
🖋️Being part of the Mafia will exhaust everyone on certain days and Odasaku has a very warm personality which is why he probably isn't happy with what he sees and has to do all the times. So very similar to Chuuya he has sometimes just those days where he feels tired, is with his nerves at his end and really just wants to bask in your embrace. He really doesn't lie often to his darling, but if they ask him what has happened that caused him to be like this he obviously won't tell him what he had to do. Going with the theory that he told his darling who he is (he might really do that) and they accepted it, he would still keep quiet so you don't get disturbed, but by that time you already have a very clear picture of what he does. Odasaku isn't really someone to cling on his darling out of his more timid side and out of respect as well, but that does not mean that he needs affection as his way to soothe and calm himself as well.
🖋️Normally very calm, even he is shaken up when he has to hear or even watch how his darling barely clings on life. If this was more of a very fatal accident he would get mad over it and seriously threaten the person responsible for it. The more likely scenario that you were targeted because you're together with him would play out differently and even if Odasaku wanted to never kill so he could write his own books, there is a certain temptation in the thought of getting once and for all rid of the person. Even if he doesn't kill the person, he's still a very skilled and scary fighter and he might just hurt them a bit depending on how good he has his temper under control, though he'll value getting his darling out of the situation and to a hospital if they're wounded more. He just feels terrible since this is really all his fault and even if his darling knew already, it doesn't help to make him feel better and he gets a bit paranoid for a while after. Who could judge him for it? Now if his darling didn't know, Odasaku might decide to tell them the truth because after what they had to go through they deserve the truth.
Unique-What makes them and their behavior special/different from others?
🖋️What makes him even for the Mafia a special case is that Odasaku refuses to kill anyone at all and that counts with high possibilites for your case as well. He relies most of the time on threats, blackmailing, intimidation and in the worst case scenario hurting someone. Overall he is a really mild Yandere to have. He's neither very possessive nor jealous and he barely gets strict in emergency situations. His protectiveness is the thing that stands out most with him, but it wouldn't affect his darling's life very much unless they really did nearly lost their life which causes him for a certain time afterwards to become a bit more paranoid. Otherwise they're free to live somewhere in the citx and socialize all they want.
🖋️He can be very scary-appearing for his enemies if he wants to be, but in the eyes of his darling he would be one of the least frightening people someone could meet. Odasaku turns out to be a bit shy in the relationship and I would even go as far as saying that he gets a bit clumsy when he is with you because he gets more easily embarrassed than expected and his darling is simply distracting so it happened a few times that he threw something over or let something fall. He has quick reflexes though so nothing bad happened. He would probably be the one person from the Mafia who would be able to have the most normal relationship with his darling because he is very lowkey about everything.
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parakeetdetective · 3 years ago
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A Bad Memory
✰- Paring -✰ Ilumi X Reader
✰- Summary -✰ After a year of random blackouts and terrible memory problems you’ve found yourself moving in with your newish boyfriend Illumi.
✰ - TW(s)- ✰ Yandere, Mind control, Emotional manipulation, Cheating, Controlling/Possessiveness, Blood
✰ - Note- ✰ My first completed HxH fic. I hope you enjoy. I’d love feedback on it.
✰ - Word Count- ✰ 3022
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Following the carefully written instructions you hurried across the lobby and into the elevator. Holding the button down for the highest floor available until it turned yellow. Slightly annoyed that for such a nice complex the only elevator was so janky. It was probably only for your floor too knowing your luck. You hoped you weren’t arriving last. Unsure if you’d be able to handle the tension of your last boyfriend, Mark, being left alone with current boyfriend, Illumi. At least you were pretty certain Illumi was your boyfriend and Mark was your ex. You couldn’t honestly remember, but that’s what you had been told.
Arriving at the condo you fidgeted with your keys nearly dropping them on the ground before managing to unlock the door. Walking directly into the beautiful granite countertop kitchen and immediately facing the two story high windows giving what would be your new living room more than enough natural lighting. The open floor plan allowed you to see essentially the entire condo from the doorway. You’d been here once before, but we’re still amazed. It was a far cry from the basement you and Mark had been renting out, and you wouldn’t have to deal with roommates again. However, you’d be here with a new boyfriend - Illumi. You remembered the first time you’d seen the condo about a week ago and felt as confused and uncertain as you did then.
Suddenly you were standing in the middle of the living room. Illumi’s hand resting awkwardly on your shoulder, as if he was unsure of both how to place it and the appropriate amount of pressure he should be using. You were fragile glass compared to his strength. While you were slightly confused by the man and his attempts at “intimacy” you’d become somewhat used to him. You were far more confused at how you’d gotten there, and where exactly there was. Illumi’s voice suddenly cut through your fogged mind.
“I asked, what do you think?” He didn’t sound too annoyed at you for not responding promptly the first time. Then again he never sounded too annoyed, you had yet to hear any real inclination in his voice. It was always the same monotone.
You looked through the large windows at the town center below you. Still pretty confused at what was going on you answered a dismissive, “It’s nice.” Knowing it’s better to just go along with Illumi rather than fight against him.
“Good.” You could feel his eyes burrowing into the back of your skull.
“Why are we here?” You asked softly. Not wanting to turn your head to look at him and into his frankly terrifying large black eyes. You'd get lost in them, but it’d be more of a nightmare and less of a dream.
“You’re going to be staying here. If you like it at least.” He answered flatly, but then to your surprise continued, “I’m sorry you can’t immediately move in with my family and I. Mother still isn’t too sure about you. Keeps insisting I’m not allowed to keep pets when I’ve corrected her about our relationship a thousand times.”
Humming a response you wondered if this was the first time he’d told you anything about his family. Typically Illumi gave you flat, blunt answers with as little information as possible. He wasn’t one to willingly share his thoughts with the class. Then again you weren’t either anymore. You mostly spend your time being confused at things while he dragged you from one “date” to the next. Your memory of getting there and back fading in and out while the crook in your neck remained constant.
During the time you spent looking below at the bustling town square Illumi had quietly moved closer and was now resuming his awkward shoulder holding.
“This is the way things are going to be now. You won’t have to sleep on the couch at his place anymore.” The grip on your shoulder tightened. Quickly it became unclear if it was meant as a loving gesture or a sign of possession over you to a third party that wasn’t even present.
Returning to reality, that third presence was walking through the door with a box of your things.
“Oh hi Mark.” You were genuinely happy to see him. You’d spent a good three years together. Mark just sort of scowled at you for a moment. It had been a good three years before you’d apparently dumped him and confessed that you’d been seeing Illumi for an indeterminate amount of time. You knew Mark had every right to be upset. Illumi had told you about your break up one night. Just sort of announcing it to you.
“I’m happy you’ve finally gone through with it. I’ll make you happier.”
That same night you’d tried to call Mark before realizing his number was no longer in your phone. You’d probably deleted it after the breakup. You just couldn’t remember. So instead you ubered home after being unable to find your car. That night had not gone well. It was clear that Mark was still incredibly hurt by you cheating on him. Despite you insisting you barely knew who this Illumi person was. There was no way you’d been secretly seeing him for around a year behind everyone’s back. But even then fragments of awkward silent dinners and movie dates where the strange man held your hand to the arm of the seat like he was pinning you down came to mind. You had been seeing Illumi for around a year.
One thing Mark yelled at you that night stuck into your mind, or at least one portion of his harangue, “All this time you’d told me you had to stay late at work for a project when you’d been fired months ago. I’ve been covering the rent for you and you had the nerve to do this to me.” Mark had kept going, but you were more focused on the first part. It was the first time you’d been told you’d lost your job. It was months ago apparently. You’d known that your memory was getting bad, but that was beyond bad. Leaving you to wonder about what you were doing all those days you’d genuinely thought you were going off to work.
There was another thing that stood out from that night. When you’d called Illumi crying for him to come get you he’d scolded you and said something about “trying to protect you from having to deal with this.” He’d insisted you stay in a nice hotel room and that you completely cut contact with Mark. He had tried to protect you, but for some reason that comment kept bouncing around in your mind.
Mark slammed the box of your things down on the counter. He might have said something while you were lost in thought. You weren’t sure.
“There’s a couple more boxes of your things in the car, but Illumi already took most of your things from the house. This is just what was left.” He grumbled. The venom in his voice when saying your new boyfriend's name was palpable.
“Thank you.” You meekly replied.
As he turned to exit the condo Illumi stood in the doorway. His eyes trained on you for longer than what felt necessary before finally addressing Mark.
“I’ll help you with those so you can be on your way.”
Mark only huffed and trudged through the doorway. Their shoulders almost bumped into each other. “I’ll be right back darling.” Illumi called as he followed him down the hall.
Once the couple of boxes Mark had brought were set on the countertop of your new kitchen he left without giving you a word of goodbye. Your eyes watered as you realized that was likely the last time you’d ever see him again. Illumi on the other hand was the most chipper you’d ever seen him. He’d lied about helping Mark with the boxes he’d brought and had instead gone to the uhaul Illumi had previously filled with your belongings at some point. Bringing up double the boxes Mark was capable of in his arms. Now he was unpacking the kitchen wear and happily adjusting where the wine rack would go. You continued to stand dumbfounded. Nothing felt real.
Scouring through a box of cutlery he made a comment about buying you a new set when he realized most of it was a mix of several sets. It was as if you were just a happy couple moving in. In theory that’s what you were, and maybe if you remembered the events of the previous year it would have felt that way. Looking around at the boxes you had you quickly realized that you didn’t really own any furniture. Even the mattress you’d had was Mark’s.
“I got you a couple of things already. So it doesn’t feel so empty.” Illumi said as if reading your mind. “Have you looked at the bedroom yet?” He asked. You hadn’t. When you were here last you’d just stared out the window. It wasn’t as if the bedroom would be a drastic change from the bog standard white walls in the living room and kitchen.
While Illumi was still engrossed in figuring out where your plates would go you ventured over to the bedroom. It seemed he had already set this room up too. Having bought you a large canopy bed complete with an intricate green quilt for the upcoming winter. Underneath was a large fur rug of some kind. Pitch black and likely real fur. It was thick and fluffy under your bare feet. You were unsure what kind of animal it came from. Aside from the bed the furnishings were sparse. A large window and a built-in desk at one side of the room. There was a walk in closet as well. Going inside you realized most of the closet was already filled with your clothes. With a portion of it dedicated to a few of his belongings. Either he had arrived earlier than you’d thought or he’d been here yesterday.
“It’s not as nice as home.” Illumi bluntly stated as he suddenly appeared behind you. He’d almost startled you half to death but you composed yourself enough to respond.
“It’s nice. Thank you.” You still weren’t talking much but he still seemed satisfied with what little you gave him.
“There’s not much more to unpack. Just what was dropped off, but we can get to that later. I was thinking we should maybe get a couch for the living room.” Illumi continued. “Maybe a couple other things.” You only vacantly stared back at him. He waited a moment before speaking again. “You seem tired. We’ll do it another day.”
You did buy the couch another day. The rest of that evening was spent eating takeout on the barstools he’d already bought in silence. You constantly wondered if the silence was as awkward for him as it was for you. He never seemed to mind. That night he broke it to you that in a week or so he’d be leaving for work. He never told you when he’d be back.
That week passed with not much of interest happening. He dragged you furniture shopping and began replacing the few belongings you had with shinier newer things. Even beyond the kitchenware you got new clothes and beauty products. You went out to dinner a couple of times. Watched a cheesy movie that neither of you were interested in. The awkward silence from the night you moved in clung to every moment with him. Yet he still seemed satisfied.
You weren’t allowed to leave the house without him, he had raised concerns about your blacking out that seemed reasonable. The one time you tried to go on a walk you woke up back in bed several hours later. He scolded you for being careless. Saying that he’d found you wandering aimlessly. The continued blackouts bothered you, but it seemed to be improving. Illumi had started you on a “herbal remedy” for such problems. It was a tea that you drank each morning. The first morning it burned your neck going down and your lungs felt heavy for a while after. He reassured you that “the tea was just too hot.” Each day after that it started to become more bearable. And your blackouts were improving. You now remembered your entire day, aside from that walk incident.
The following week then passed without him. Somehow it didn’t feel like anything changed even without him. You never left the house like he’d asked and survived off the basics in the pantry. When you got tired of buttered noodles you turned to doordash. Most days the pain in your neck wasn't particularly bad, other days it was unbearable. That week you were able to remember everything. At least you were fairly certain you did. However, part of you began to realize that despite being able to remember everything clearly again there wasn’t anything about your new life that was worth remembering. Each day passed so slowly it felt more like a test of mental fortitude. Seeing how long you could walk alone through an imaginary tar pit before you finally gave in and sank. Or had you given in long ago. The last time you remember actually trying at life was the night you took an uber to your ex’s.
Another week passed. The second week without Illumi. You got off the couch to reheat some leftovers in the microwave. Listening to the wirr of the microwave as you stared at photos of you and Illumi he’d hung in the kitchen. You didn’t remember any of them being taken and in each there was a lost vacant look in your eyes. You looked dead. Have you just looked like that recently? Were those photos recent? The pictures on the wall felt as if they were just stage dressings. As fake as the rituals of affection you both engaged in to keep him satisfied. There was a few other photos around the house of him and his family members. No photos of your family though. He’d talked about his family more and more. Mostly about you needing to be in the “right condition” to meet them. He promised the tea would help. You hated that disgusting tea.
The pain in your neck suddenly increased. What felt like violent waves were crashing from your neck down your spine. Each time it hit you felt like it was going to make your knees buckle. You had no idea why it suddenly got so bad. Pulling your old fried rice out of the microwave you decided to take it to bed with you. You needed to lay down, and you weren’t certain you still wanted the food anymore. You managed to make your way to the bedroom you climbed into bed. Sitting up against the headboard. Placing the bowl of fried rice on your bedside table and trying to take deep breaths. Sometimes you played the “color game” to get your mind off the pain. You’d pick a color and count how many things in the room were that color. You’d picked green, but the decorative dish full of golden needles on Illumi’s bedside table caught your eye.
The pain ached. Reaching a hand back to rub at the spot on your neck you felt something. Strange. You’d rubbed that spot a million times before over the previous year, yet this time you felt a small bump. It felt like something hard was lodged in just above your hairline. It felt like it was inside you. As if some primal urge had overtaken you you began tearing at it. Ripping at it with such avidity you were tearing at your own hair in your desperate attempt to remove the foreign object. You felt a bit of blood run down your neck, but you didn’t stop until you held the object in your hand. A golden needle.
You had no real proof. It didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t that everything had finally clicked for you; it was that everything had finally been confirmed. Frantically you grabbed a bag and began throwing clothing into it. You weren’t certain of what to take exactly. Jewelry? You knew that’s what people usually took to pawn in these situations and Illumi had bought you some that at least looked valuable. At the time you thought nothing of them. You just weren’t in the headspace to give a damn about any of the gifts he threw at you. Now they felt like a saving grace. You’d have no money when you’d leave. Illumi had given you a card for when he was gone, but he’d obviously track that if you attempted to use it now. You were beginning to make a pretty decent mental list of what things to grab and where you’d run to. The women’s shelter was your best bet, but it was too obvious. If he really had the power to control you he could get inside. Pawn the jewelry. Buy a train ticket. Take it as far west as it goes. Hitchhike until you made it where? As you continued your packing it became clear your plan wasn’t so decent.
At that moment the door to the condo opened. You hadn’t heard it from the bedroom. It was too late when you felt a pair of arms wrap around you.
“You’d been doing so well.” The first time you’d ever heard any inclination - Sadness. He held you so stiffly in his arms, but the grip was so tight you felt as if your bones would start cracking. The blood from your neck wound running down onto his own clothing. “Maybe this is a good thing darling. This way we won’t have to pretend anymore.” He leaned in and whispered into your ear. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up. “We can finally start properly with your training.”
You slowly turned back to face him. “Training?” You choked.
“We’re going to have to make some improvements before the wedding.”
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kimbap-r0ll · 3 years ago
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Hello! Congrats on the milestone! I’m here for the event! Can I ask for a HxH matchup, please? I’m a pansexual cis girl (she/her) and I turned 18 this week! 🎉
I'm ESFP. I am a very happy, loud and smiling person! I’m energetic, stubborn and playful too! I think I’m funny, goofy and charismatic, but sometimes very clueless and irritable. If I were a symbol, I would be a heart on fire! Suddenly BOOM I'm sad, but BOOM I’m extremely happy again! I'm very emotional, so it's easy to make me very excited for things! But I'm also very sensitive, I feel angry or sad easily. I’m very boyish and I'm a little clumsy, I bump into walls and trip very often. I accidentaly hurt myself a lot. Sometimes I look so much like a kid. I'm very attached to good things and I don't think they will ever end. I think I'm quite innocent and I always think the world is made of a field of flowers and nothing can hurt me. That's why I'm very reckless sometimes.
I have big goals! Just living in peace at home is kinda boring, I would do anything to achieve my dreams and I think I'm selfish and stubborn in a good and bad way. I consider myself to be very optimistic and determined. I don’t believe in destiny, when something goes wrong for me, I’ll search for a solution! But, when I don’t want to change or do a thing, I normally will not do it for other people. I'm bad at hearing advices, I just do the same thing I wanted to in the start. I'm VERY stubborn and I'm able to leave people behind to achieve the things I want.
Some fun facts cus I think it’s funny! I'm insanely lucky. Believe me. I would be dead if my guardian angel had days off; and I'm latina (Brazilian)! Think this would be cool for some headcanons.
I'm the type of person who is obsessed with their favorite color, which is red! Almost everything I have is red! I also like the warm colors aesthetic like sun, fire, hearts and all.
I don't like searching for a romantic relationship. I'll love someone who is my best friend already. I found it hard to interact with someone just for a love interest. True love takes a lot of time and friendship always comes first! I like honest people that work hard for their dreams, and will be by my side in my adventures and have fun with me! With them, I'm exactly the same. Very playful and my love language is to make them laugh and be with them on adventures! But maybe with a romantic partner I'm more affectionate, calm and passionate.
I LOVE travelling! I really like the hot weather too. I love telling jokes and making everyone laugh. Also, my favorite aesthetic is kidcore! I love the red, blue and yellow combination!
I really hate the cold, coloring/paiting and reading... I don't like people that complain a lot and never try to do anything to change their situations. I also hate theory, I prefer to do things! I don't like to dress up in fancy clothes or make-up. School is a very hard time for me too.
My main hobbie is drawing. I draw on the walls of my room, in my hands and arms and at class all the time. All my notebooks are full of drawings. It’s rare to find notes from school subjects on them actually. I love to travel and go on adventures! I also really enjoy singing!
That's it, please take the time you need, and thank you very much for your work! Congrats again!!! 🧡
Hi! Thank you and congrats on turning 18! For you, I was debating between a lot of people but I think that the person that will be best with you would be...
Uvogin!
Uvogin loves to see people that are expressive and can’t sit still himself. He wants excitement in life, whether that be from the fights he has or just experiencing new things. With you, he’s able to do something new all the time. The two of you probably met if you were both in Meteor City, and he admired how you were able to fend off a bunch of people by yourself to keep you and a few other children safe. He approached you, saying that he wants to learn how you became so strong, and you ended up helping him. He recommended you to Chrollo when the Phantom Troupe was first forming, and Chrollo too took a liking to you. On missions, the two of you are always together (dragging Nobunaga along).
He’s never been the best at drawing, and I’m sure he will enjoy watching you doodle or make sketches when hanging out. He might ask you. To draw him too, and if you do he’ll keep it in his pocket all the time.
Please sing. He loves music and hearing your voice just made him melt. If you guys do karaoke together, it would be so much fun!
Speaking of hobbies, if you like to play around, he doesn’t mind joining in. Honestly you two probably prank Nobunaga often because he’s a friend.
You can’t stand the cold? Don’t worry, he hates it too, but luckily his body is very warm. If you ever feel chilly, he’ll wrap his arms around you. It’s always nice having hugs from him!
Uvogin is a natural enhancer, and from Hisoka’s analysis of nen types and personalities, enhancers can be stubborn, but they are very determined people. Uvogin will match you in this way, and watching you work hard towards your goals makes him happy. He admires how strong you are and will try to help you in any way. Your optimism is something he admires as well, since growing up in Meteor City can cause many people to become jaded and pessimistic towards situations. Whenever he feels like he failed something, you’ll be there to reassure him that he did his best and that mistakes happen. The two of you always have each other’s backs.
If you ever make a clumsy mistake, like stubbing your toe on a doorframe, slamming your body against a wall, or even tripping on nothing but air, he won’t criticize you. He’ll likely jump up from whatever he was doing and make sure you’re ok.
“Babe, did you hurt yourself?!”
“Haha, no I’m okay, I just bumped my head on the doorway. No worries!”
He’s so considerate of you, wanting to be a human shield to you, no matter how small of an injury you get. Sometimes it can feel like he cares too much for you, but it’s kind of cute to see him sigh in relief when he learns you’re okay.
Meteor City is a diverse place, with many races, ethnicities, religions, etc. So learning that you’re Latina was cool to him. He will want you to introduce him to your culture, and try to learn about customs ahead of time to make sure he doesn’t make any mistake when meeting people like relatives. If you ever introduce him to Brazilian foods like the amazing and extremely famous Feijoada, he will fall in love with it. I headcanon he likes foods with a stronger taste and feels warm in his body, so he will definitely like it!
He sometimes worries that your view on the world can put you in danger. For example, how you think that most of the world is innocent or like a flower field is so heartwarming to him, but from his background in Meteor City, he can’t help but worry you might get hurt. If you ever act recklessly, he’ll be there to stop you. He’s reckless himself, but he doesn’t want you to throw yourself into danger.
If you’re more sensitive on some days, Uvogin is surprisingly patient. He will let you have your own space if you need it, but if you just need someone to hear you, he will be there for you. If someone made you upset however, he’ll tell you to stop and ask where you last saw the person. Let’s just say that the person was found beat up really badly the next day.
He loves you for your personality, and I’m sure the two of you will never have a moment of a boring pause. Each minute feels like a new adventure. This isn’t just because you two are in the Phantom Troupe, but it’s also because of how his personality also wants things to be exciting. I can only imagine him beaming at you when the two of you are traveling together. Overall, the entire troupe thinks that you two are so cute together, and Nobunaga will often tease you guys about being lovey-dovey on missions.
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candiliam328 · 3 years ago
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KURAPIKA KURAPIKA KURAPIKA 😁
DISCO MY BELOVED I KNEW I COULD COUNT ON YOU FOR THIS ONE AHHA (rubs hands excitedly)
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Headcanon A. realistic - kurapika himself designs and sews the traditional kurta attire we see him wear.
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he is after all the Last Kurta - it has been 5+ years since he left home and he has definitely grown, so where else/how else would he be able to acquire these clothings? (bonus hc that he designs and wears them with pride but is always a little ashamed that he is unable to perfectly replicate the fine technique of his mother and his elders... he was only 12 after all the last time he was taught - what 12 year old do you know that can understand all the nuances of any technique? additional bonus: doesn't it just hurt more now that he stops wearing these and starts wearing suits later on?)
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Headcanon B. while it may not be realistic, it is hilarious - kurapika is bad with technology!
he may be young but he's an old soul. and hey, he lived in an isolated society for 12 years that did not have access to the outside world or technology - give the boy a break! technology is hard and he doesn't like using it and technology doesn't like him and he is constantly teased for this by his friends. and this is why he never answers his phone sksksk
(unrealistic bc his friends teasing him would require his friends to get be able to get in contact with him adjkaka jkjk - more bc im p sure he's the first character in the 2011 anime that thinks of doing research online and he's seemed incredibly competent each time but hey, the idea brings me joy to think about)
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Headcanon C. heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends - kurapika used to love food... not so much anymore.
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look ok, gon and killua love food and they love eating food. hxh has a lot of wonderful scenes where gon and killua are happily stuffing their faces with delicious foods. leorio has been shown enjoying food as well... but kurapika? i may be forgetting something but im pretty sure there is only one instance of kurapika eating onscreen (at least in the 2011 anime)
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here's the deal: food is a very sentimental thing. for 12 years, kurapika ate traditional kurta food - homecooked, ingredients fresh, unique to their culture and prepared with love. he spends a good portion of that time dreaming of life outside his home, he leaves, and suddenly, everything about his home is gone.
from that point on, no one else in the world knew kurtan recipes. no one save a poor 12 year old boy, suddenly v alone in the world. any meal prepared for him would feel foreign and not his. even if kurapika was a decent cook of kurtan cuisine at that age, he could never again taste food that would take him back to the comfort of childhood. the ingredients may be slightly off, the preparation may not be exactly the same, but even more, he will never be free of the guilt that he had once taken every kurtan meal for granted. he would never again have the experience of someone else preparing him the food of his people with the casual love and ease of his clan. any food he eats from that point on is not his food but the food of outsiders. he may consume food now out of necessity, but it no longer brings him comfort... and honestly, how could it?
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Headcanon D. unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it bc I reject canon reality and substitue my own - underneath all that anger, i think kurapika would be a great parent.
i should clarify: kurapika now would be a terrible parent. i said underneath all that anger and he has.... a lot of anger. but kurapika at his core has always been motivated by Family so i truly believe that somewhere in some post-canon future, kurapika would make a super caring (albeit protective) parent or parent-figure. i mean, just look at his childhood friendship with pairo and his interactions with killua and gon in the early arcs. and look at how he melts over prince woble, im- 🥺🥺🥺
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