#nobunaga hazama

[citrus-writing]

lmao this is so stupid but how do you think each yan phantom troupe member (out of whichever ones you wanna write) would react to being called ‘pookie’?

(this made me giggle a little bit, imagining such intimidating people being called something so sweet and silly )

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Likes it, actively encourages you to call them cute nicknames, they just can't get enough of it: 

SHALNARK, shizuku, pakunoda, NOBUNAGA, leorio, NEON

Tolerates it, won't encourage or discourage you, they are fine with you expressing your affection in any way you please: 

chrollo, phinks, uvogin, hisoka, pariston, milluki  

Dislikes it, would much prefer you not call them pookie or any other cutesy nickname, may even try to dissuade you from using nicknames like that: 

FEITAN, machi, illumi, kurapika, silva, kikyo, 

Calls you pookie too, as well as lots of other cute little nicknames to show there overwhelming affection for you: SHALNARK, shizuku, hisoka, leorio, NEON, pariston 

[beforeelectriclight]

they're up to no good

[kanoshmano]

they have that sadness in their eyes that you only see in eastern european gay porn

[prettylittledollswork]

Ass, tits, or thighs? - w/ Phantom Troupe! Part 1

Extras: slight cursing, some nsfw, fem reader.

Characters!! - Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Machi, and Hisoka.

Part 2 will be added soon, - phinks, shalnark, franklin, shizuki, pakunoda, bonolenov, and uvogin.

Chrollo :

He honestly doesn’t care, but if he really had to choose, he has a slight preference for thighs. he just can’t help with the soft plump flesh being almost too delectable to not prefer. Overall, he loves all of you!! He’ll definitely leave a few kisses too. He tries to be as gentle as he can but just staring at you makes him lose his cool, you can’t tell usually though.

Nobunaga :

Okay him, I feel like he’d be an ass typa guy. Squeezing the ball of flesh every chance he has, he’d slap it a few times quickly and just smirk when you look back at him. So, overall, an ass guy but thighs are definitely up there! He doesn’t care if they’re small or not, he’ll still squeeze ‘em. He can’t help it, he swears!!

Feitan :

This tiny pervert has no shame, it’d be tits or thighs, he can’t choose. If you’re taller, he’ll stare at it straightforward and his excuse would be that it’s what he sees and that he can’t help it. If you’re shorter, he’ll still find a reason to stare at them, saying some oh he can’t help that he has to look down. He doesn’t care if they’re small or not either, of he could, he’d stuff his face in them but you won’t hear him admit that.

Machi :

She’s an ass or thigh typa gal, unable to take her eyes off of them. While she’s sucking on your pretty clit, she can’t help but be mischievous and suck a bit too hard or bite softly just for your thighs to wrap around her head even if it’s just for a moment. She loves you so much and can’t help but so thinks to get a rise out of you.

Hisoka :

Ass for sure, the plumper the better. He will hit it out of nowhere while you’re walking just to get a rise out of you and when you reciprocate, it will just be like a battle between you two. Spoilers: he’ll win.

[arsenic-catnep]

Getting passed around by the phantom troupe like a blunt on rotation is the fucking dream.

Dripping cum from every hole, covered in cum, overstimulated, crying, begging. Just all of it.

Some are so so sweet and others are mean and treat you like a whore

The aftercare is fucking phenomenal though

[keiriiz]

Here’s some more of my favorite photos of Chrollo and the Troupe from the Stage Play!! I will be making a post of just Shalnark’s actor later because he literally EXUDES Shal it’s great 🛐

[patchesenthusiast]

[kurozawa46]

New Year’s Kiss in Yorknew City Subway ♡

[shukruut]

i'm trying to relearn how to draw on photoshop and OOF how did i ever do it everything feels extra complicated,,, anyway i'm also rewatching hxh so here's nobunaga trying to kidnap the kids again

[ataraxiaspainting]

Solace in You.

Yan Nobunaga x F Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, some infantilization, implications of past non-con, and major spoilers for the Yorknew Arc (Uvogin).

Word Count: 300.

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Something is off about Nobunaga – more so than usual.

The phone he gave you used to be used strictly to call him with, but after a few weeks of asking him for more entertainment he downloaded a few games on it for you to play while he is gone for another heist. You’re unsure how it can have service and wi-fi and yet still have most of its functions nowhere to be found. Typing any number aside from Nobunaga’s on the dial keys will be met with silence. Co-op games are nowhere to be found in the app store. The app where you can search things up on the internet still works, but almost all results end up being age-restricted in some way.

“How was your day?” Nobunaga’s voice hardly comes out of the speakers – you can hear his breathing you think, or it belonged to some poor soul who just happened to cross him at a bad time. For once he doesn’t call you a nickname; another observation pointing to the fact something is wrong. You want him to suffer for what he has done to you, yes, but you also don’t want to be the sole thing or person he’ll use to let out some steam. 

It’s happened before and you still get nightmares about his hands grabbing you and-

“[First]?” Nobunaga calls out, interrupting your thoughts.

“It was fine.” You reply, your words essentially a broken record with how many times your captor has asked that very same question multiple times a day.

“That’s great,” A sigh, perhaps one of relief. “I’m glad.”

“Nobu?” You don’t call him anything aside from Nobunaga unless forced to, but you say the moniker because your gut tells you to. It’s for the best – it could help you not become a stress ball when he comes back from Yorknew. “Are… you okay?”

Only silence. You’re unsure if you’d want it to remain this way.

[citrus-writing]

How do you think the Phantom Troupe members will react to the reader almost passing out while having sex with them?

// Yandere phantom troupe members react to darling nearly passing out during sex with them // 

I kept the reason darling nearly passed out vague, since the yanderes wouldn't know the reason, and because one isn't specified. ( However, my assumptions when writing these were something related to fear or nervousness, weakness or pain, or a pre-existing medical condition or some sort- so these can be read with those scenarios in mind, but doesn’t have to be. ) 

Warnings: nsfw, dub-con / non-con, sorta somnophilia, some of these are fluffy and sweet but some are a little bit dark 

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Yanderes that are worried about you, immediately stopping what they had been doing to comfort you and make sure you’re ok. 

Chrollo, uvogin, illumi

Chrollo- 

Chrollo is so romantic and caring towards you, he always takes great care and precision in caring for you- from undressing you to preparing you for him, he’s diligent and incredibly in tune with your needs and desires. 

He kisses down your body with fervor, mouth hot and tongue insistent at all your weak spots, hands following close behind, trailing down your body as well. You’re perfect- soft and beautiful and all his his his. He’s always enamored with the sounds you make, nearly overwhelmed with the pleasure he always gives you, he always loves the face you make, face all flushed and eyes hazy with pleasure. 

That’s why it catches him so off guard when he notices the way you seem less steady; even while laying down, it’s obvious you’re growing dizzy, disoriented, face becoming slightly paler. Your hands grip at the sheets, knuckles nearly white from the force. 

“My love, are you alright?” he asks, stopping whatever he’d been doing to give his full attention to your face and your words. He can't hide the worry in his voice, nor the worried expression he wears. How could he even think to hide such things when you’re so unsteady in his arms. 

“Do you need me to stop?” he soothes- he won't mind if you do need to stop, or slow down- after all, you’re the light of his life, everything he does is for you. Besides, he’d never turn down the opportunity to dote on you and take care of you. 

Uvogin- 

Uvogin is aware he can be overwhelming- from the overzealous roughness of his touch to the sheer size of him, he knows that sex with you can be overwhelming for you, and, if he’s not careful, even painful. That’s why he’s always so careful with you, doing his best to go slow and take good care of you- you, his darling. Because he adores you, and he needs you to enjoy the things he does to you. He needs to see your mouth fall open in a moan so loud it’s nearly a scream, he needs to hear the way your scream out his name. 

When you start to become overwhelmed, body growing shaky and fingers and thighs trembling, he eases up immediately, slowly coming to a stop. Had he gotten too caught up in the moment? Had he gotten a little rough with you? He’s gotten used to watching for signs of discomfort in you, always a little too aware of the way you struggle to take him, so he notices immediately when you start to feel out of it. 

“Hey, you alright?” he asks you. “Was that too much?” he knows he caught your discomfort before it could get bad, with you already looking like you're doing a little better. You’ve stopped trembling so much, face growing a little less flushed, eyes returning from the edge of teariness. He runs a comforting hand through your hair, down your back, pulling you close to him. “I’ve got you, you’re alright.” 

Illumi- 

Of course illumi notices when you start to act distant, nothing ever gets past those wide eyes, especially not when they’re so focused on you- on your face and your body and those sounds you make that make him so hot he can hardly stand it. The first thing he notices is your sounds, growing less so pleasured and more so desperate in a way that almost sounds like pain, and is definitely discomfort. 

“Darling?” he asks, not yet letting up on the motion of his movements, “is it too much?” it’s hard for him to tell how you’re feeling at any given moment- after all, he’s mastered being able to push through any discomfort, but you haven't, you’re so sweet and gentle compared to him, and he needs to remind himself of that often to avoid pushing you too far. 

You nod weakly, a little embarrassed, and a little nervous to disappoint him. He stops his movements instantly, as if you had stopped him yourself. His eyes watch you as you take a moment you steady yourself, obviously trying to gather the strength and composure to explain yourself. And he’d let you explain, but not right now. 

“Don't speak, let me get you something to drink, and help you get cleaned up.” he knows by now you wont fight him on this, when he made up his mind about something it was made. He hates the thought of you in pain, especially from him. Whatever he did to overwhelm you, he’ll make it right. 

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Yanderes that don’t stop, either too caught up in the moment or simply uncaring if you do pass out- after all, they’ll take care of you. 

Feitan, phinks, nobunaga, shalnark 

Feitan- 

You feel too good- wrapped around him like a vice, squeezing so tight. It makes him almost dizzy himself, so when he watches your eyes grow hazy and your body starts to tremble, he thinks very little of it. Maybe even thinks it’s good, afterall, he loves knowing he has an effect on you. 

It takes him a minute to realize how unsteady you are, not dizzy with pleasure necessarily but more so dizzy as you grapple with the edge of consciousness. “Too much?” he asks, voice tight, as he continues to push into you. He watches you nod, shaking hands reaching out to him to steady yourself. 

He lets you tangle your arms around his shoulders, lets you seek out the sensations you need to keep you grounded, but he doesn't stop. He slows down, so slow he’s nearly stopped, but feitan continues to roll his hips into you in a desperate attempt to not let this end. Even just this is more that enough- benign buried to the hilt inside you is perfect, how can he complain when you’re so fucked out that you can hardly stay coherent. 

“So good for me.” he whispers as he forces you to take it. The pace is slow but so so deep, and he watches your face with an intensity that doesn't help you calm down at all, but a part of you really wants to be good for him, so you fight not to struggle against him as you struggle equally hard to stay awake. 

Phinks- 

Phinks always struggles to hold back, especially with you- his beloved darling, but he’d been so sure that he’d been doing a good job at not going too rough, not fucking you as hard and fast as he wanted to- and god, he wants to. 

It catches him off guard when you look up at him with such hazy eyes, lip worried between your teeth, clearly overwhelmed and uncomfortable. Fuck, fuck. “Hey, you’re alright.” he soothes, shifting his weight to free a hand to push your hair away from your face. Looking closer, he can see the telltale signs of being near losing consciousness- the sweat, the paleness, the trembling. He hates that it isn't an immediate turn off- he hates that even with you so uncomfortable he desperately needs to fuck you through the orgasm that he’s sure is going to tear through him. Just a little more. 

“Stay with me, stay with me.” he encourages, looming over you and arranging you into a better position, one where you can relax completely against the sheets. It makes him feel guilty, knowing even now he wont stop, but the way the new position seems to help you eases that guilt a little bit, enough for him to breathe a sigh of relief and continue to rut into you. “fuck, just a little more.” he soothes, watching as you nod nearly incomprehensibly. 

Your perfect, he’s sure he’s close- was even before you started to get hazy from it all, but the way you lay back and take it- so willing, even now- has him fucking into you with a reckless adandon. 

Nobunaga- 

It takes nobunaga a minute to realize how out of it you are- after all, aren't you meant to be hazy, shaky, absolutely desperate? Aren't you meant to be unable to form words, too far gone in the pleasure he gives you? His delusional mind thinks so, and he does love the sight of your flushed cheeks and your desperate gaze. 

“Can't take any more?” he asks you, watching the way your face changes as you struggle to comprehend his words. You shake your head, desperate to convey how lightheaded and uncertain you feel. “What’s that? Use your words.” he encourages, but quickly fucks himself into you harder, deeper, faster, and any words on your lips fail, all you can manage is a choked gasp as you feel any thought youd managed to scrape up disappear back into the void of your mind. 

You look so good he can't help but kiss you- his lips pressed seamlessly to yours, tongue invading your mouth. It can help your overwhelmed state, he’s sure, but it does serve to pull more of those cute little noises from you, swallowed up in the kiss. 

“Got nothing to say? That’s alright, I know what you need.” nobunaga knows your body well by now, he knows how to bring you closer and closer to the edge, he knows how to make you squirm and whimper, and he’s certain that he’ll be able to push you over the edge of consciousness as well. The very thought of being allowed to fuck your unconscious body has him fucking into you with renewed fervor. 

Shalnark- 

Shalnark notices fast the way your breath grows ragged, the way your eyes grow teary. It makes him smile, he’s too much for you, already got you on the edge of consciousness and he’s just getting started.“You’re so cute.” he’s not going to stop, not when you look like THIS, fucked out and desperate and teary eyed. He leans down to press a kiss to your lips, charmed by the way you clumsily reciprocate, likely on instinct, because it’s obvious your mind is somewhere else- or, more likely, your mind isn't anywhere right now. 

Shalnark never has trouble taking more from you than you can handle, and this is no different, in fact, this is even more so the case because you can't seem to beg him to stop. “take it, take it.” he accentuates each word with a particularly deep thrust into you, forcing a desperate cry from your lips each time. You seem a little too far gone to really decide if you need to stop or not, so he’ll decide for you, he doesn't mind. “don't worry baby, you’re alright.” 

Even if it’s too much for a cute little thing like you to handle, shalnark knows he isnt hurting you, and that gives him all the certainty he needs to continue fucking into you like he so desperately wants. And if you lose consciousness, it will only further establish the power he had over you, allowing him to truly do anything he wants with you. It’s perfect, so please, feel free to let go. “you can let go if you want. I’ve got you.”

[eyesofbong]

(!☆!: Reader is written as a female)

Ch. 1: The Fallen Shepherd is out now!

Author's Note: This is a rewritten version of an old idea I had planned for a fic/series, sparked by sudden inspiration and a plethora of ideas, as it takes place before the events of the York New Arc. I plan to update chapters weekly. As for now, here is the summary!

You were once a well-known Hunter, a name whispered with respect and fear alike, until you vanished, leaving your past behind. But when a young man’s tragic story awakens old wounds, you return, determined to finish one last job. Disguised as a devout follower, you infiltrate a quiet town where a beloved priest hides in plain sight. You soon recognize the ghost of the child you once cared for haunting the Phantom Troupe leader in question. As you walk the fine line between duty and personal guilt, you must decide: can you bring down the monster he’s become, or will the weight of your own failures trap you in his web?

[kanoshmano]

Snore mimimi

[s0ftand0nly]

I never understood why shalnark’s hair is so green

[arsenic-catnep]

who in the phantom troupe do you think is the biggest brat tamer? or has a thing for brats

Pakunoda, Machi and Chrollo do not put up with bratty behavior. They'll lecture you and spank you and make you apologize for behaving so badly.

Feitan loves brats as an excuse to be a complete sadist with them. Please act out, he's dying to try out barbed wire as restraints.

Phinks and Shalnark love brats because they like to be mean and punish them, but never make actual progress with getting them to behave. It's too fun to have a bratty sub.

Nogunaga loves brats so he can infantalize them and make them mad by calling them his "little baby that just doesn't understand so they act out"

Shizuku and Uvogin are brats in their own ways. It's brat on brat crime tbh. They love it

[0asisbliss]

Hello! If you're still taking requests, I'd love to hear your headcannons for how Uvogin, Shalnark, and Nobunaga (Or just Uvo if that's too many!) React to their s/o trying to play wrestle with them? :) If you don't feel like doing this one, no worries! ♡

A/N: HIII! I love this request! Here’s a 🎂🧁

Shalnark:

•Thinks you’re the cutest! Will totally take you up on your offer.

•He lets you win though. You know he’s being nice letting you win, but it’s all just fun a games.

•After the first time wants to do it often.

•After you two are done he brings you into a bear hug and feels your face with kisses.

•You pump up Shalanark’s mood so much. Even when he’s not in the mood to play with you he will because of his love for you.

Nobunaga:

•Likes the confidence you have when you try to tackle him.

•Totally takes advantage of the situation to have sex with you. He’s a perv

•Thinks that your totally adorable like Shalnark does.

•He might not let you win every time.

•When you loose he thinks your pouting is cute. Now he’s gonna make you loose even more now.

Uvogin:

•Thinks it’s a little funny how you want to tackle him all of a sudden

•It’s a good idea to him.

•This man is clearly big so it might take some of your energy, but Uvogin’s knows this so he uses this as a strategy to win against you.

•He wins. Every time never lets you win. He sees this as competition honestly.

•Sometimes takes it too seriously and slams you on the bed.

•This dude literally thinks things out in order to win.

•Sometimes makes up for it by letting you get blows in.