#yyh x reader

[crusty-chronicles]

Valentine's Day Special

Featuring HxH, YYh, and for a limited time Death Note

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Hunter x Hunter

Knov 👔👔👔👔👔

It's a hard no for him

He won't even entertain the thought

“You're not a worm.”

“But if I was, would you love me 🥺”

“No.”

“But what if-” and he cuts you off with a heavy sigh.

“I love you just the way you are. You're perfect. And if you want me to prove it to you, we'll go on a date right now. Anywhere, no matter how far or how expensive.”

He moves forward to cup your face sweetly.

“Is that a satisfactory answer, my dear.”

You can't help but take a little advantage of the situation. A cheeky grin on your face 

“You're taking a month long vacation with me.”

“So be it.”

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Kurapika ⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️

He has to do a double take first, letting the words process for a moment.

When he does, he rubs a hand to his temple.

“No.”

He's very much exhausted, so he doesn't take the question all that seriously.

Not like it was a very serious one to begin with.

But he notices you pouting after he gave his answer.

So he ends up laying his head on your lap when he gets the chance.

“I'd love you no matter what. You know that right?”

And the vulnerability of his confession makes your heart melt.

“I know. I was just being silly….But if you were a worm I'd still love you.”

You can hear him let out an amused huff.

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Kite🪁🪁🪁🪁🪁

Poor thing is so confused.

“No?” He said unsure.

He genuinely can't tell if you're being serious or not. 

And the last thing he wants is to make you upset from his answer 

But this isn't serious, it can't be. So if he answered you honestly, you shouldn't be mad.

He notices you trying to hide back your laughter seeing him struggle to formulate a proper answer.

He knows for sure then you're messing with him.

And he's embarrassed he gave it any thought at all.

“You're such a pain, you know that?” He tried to hide his flustered expression.

But you followed next to him persistently.

“You love me~”

He looked at you from the corner of his eye.

“Not as a worm I won't.”

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Morel🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬

He can't help but laugh at the question.

It's so bizarre. And he thinks he's getting too old for this crap.

But despite it, he humors you.

“You know what? Sure.”

“Really!?! You’re so sweet!!!”

The way your eyes light up almost makes him feel bad for his next choice of words.

Almost.

“Yeah. Good source of protein.”

You give his arm a swat with a glare.

“I take it back. You're a jerk.😠”

Before you can slip away, he's wrapping his arms around you to pull you close.

“You could've just asked me normally, you know.”

Asked if he loved you point blank and simple.

 “The answer's still yes by the way.”

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Ging🎣🎣🎣🎣🎣

He smiles at you, but it's not a lovey dovey soft one.

Oh no.

It's mischievous and playful.

Not a very good sign for you.

“I'd tie you to end of my fishing pole and use you as bait. Then when a fish tries to eat you, I'll pick it up and tell it to unhand my girlfriend/boyfriend.”

You can't help but facepalm at his very obvious attempt to get under your skin.

“You know what? Forget I asked.”

“What!?! You wanted to know!”

“You're supposed to say, ‘Of course I'd still love you. I'd love you in every life and every form.” 

“Ha! Screw all that sappy crap.”

You turned your head away from him and crossed your arms.

“C’mon. Don't be all mad. The fact that I'm here means I care about you.”

“Care?”

“I'm not gonna say it.”

You flash him and unimpressed look that makes him give in.

“Fine. I…Like …You.”

“Keep going.”

“The way…That … you are.”

“Was that so hard?”

“I'd rather tell my son where I am.”

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Leorio 🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺

He gives you a deadpanned look. One that says the answer should be obvious.

But in case it isn't, he explains anyway.

“Babe, you're the only one who's genuinely shown interest in me. If you think being a worm is gonna get you out of this relationship, you're dead wrong.”

You do your best to hide your smile.

“So it's a yes then?”

“I wouldn't care if you were a fly or a pile of crap. You're mine, you hear me!”

Maybe a little crude, but he gets his point across nevertheless.

You reward him with a smooch on the cheek. Watching in amusement as his face heats up.

“Oh stop, my beating heart!”

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Wing👓👓👓👓👓

It doesn't even take him a second to answer.

“Of course I'd still love you.”

You knew what he'd say, how could you not. But you wanted to tease him just a little.

“How would you even know it was me though?”

He looked in thought for a second, lighting up when he figured out his response.

“Your body language! You'd probably inch your way towards me, and I'd know.”

But he wasn't done there.

“I could pick you out in a sea of thousands even now. How would I not recognize you?”

You don't think you've ever been anymore in love.

Listening intently as he listed off everything he knew about you.

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Knuckle🐕🐕🐕🐕🐕

Now, he knows what he wants to say.

It'd be a yes obviously.

But he thinks about it. Really thinks about it.

You'd be so tiny. So fragile.

He didn't want to hurt you accidentally.

So he proposed something better. Much better if you might add.

“We could be worms together 👉👈”

He's so sweet, you think you might just melt.

“Of course we could be worms together.”

“Really? I'd fight off all the other worms so they'd know you were mine!”

“I'm sure you would, sweetheart.”

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Yu Yu Hakusho

Hiei ⚔️⚔️⚔️⚔️⚔️

“No.”

You must think him a fool to ask something so ridiculous. 

He doesn't want to give it any thought at all. But you wouldn't give up so easily.

“What do you mean no!?!”

“Why the hell would I love a worm!?!”

And then he has to do a double take of what he just said.

“No, why the hell am I actually taking you seriously. Maybe I am a fool after all.” He grumbles under his breath.

Unaware of you beaming at him. That is, until he heard you speak.

“Because you love me 🥺 even as a worm.”

“I'll kill you.”

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Kurama 🦊🦊🦊🦊🦊

He wants to say no, but he won't do it. 

He doesn't want to hurt your feelings.

And he knows you're not being serious anyway.

“Yes. I'd make a garden for you.”

“With roses?” You prompt.

“With roses. I'd make sure the soil has the perfect pH for you.”

He enjoys the playful smile on your lips. But he adores the softer ones even more.

“In all seriousness, I couldn't imagine my life being the same without you.” He starts before leaning his head against yours.

“I revere you. Regardless of what form you take in this life or the next.”

You reward him with a kiss, which he eagerly returns.

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Yusuke 💥💥💥💥💥

His answer honestly depends on what mood he's in. If he's in a really good mood, he'll give a small laugh. 

Calling you weird before answering honestly.

“Hell yeah! I'd put you in a cup and take you everywhere. Then if a bird tried to swoop down, I'd barbecue it for you!”

He means it, too.

He's already gone through hell and back to keep you safe.

If you think he'll love you any less because you were a worm, you'd be dead wrong.

“Aw babe, you'd fight for me even if I was a worm?”

He's all smiles describing the way he'd show off to defend you from threats.

Threats being frogs, lizards, birds, the occasional snot nosed brat.

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Jin 🌪️🌪️🌪️🌪️🌪️

“A worm, huh? Aw. You'd be so tiny. But I'm afraid I'd lose ya. Flying about and all that.”

It's actually surprising he's giving it as much thought as he was. But it endears him to you all the same 

“You could tie me on a string.” You suggested.

He swoops you in a hug and swings you around.

“See? That's why I love you so much. You're so smart.”

“And you have a heart of gold. My sweet boy,” you coo.

You can see his ears start twitching, a telltale sign he's happy.

“So you'd still love me then?” You ask once more.

“I'd love ya even if you were as gross as Bakken. And that's saying somethin.”

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Death Note

L 🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰

He doesn't spare you a second glance from the computer screen in front of him. 

“Why do you always ask the most ridiculous of questions?”

“So you wouldn't love me if I was a worm?”

“No.”

🥺

He can tell you're pouting.

At last tearing his gaze away from the brightness of the screen in front of him.

He can see your somewhat dejected posture.

And if you're upset, you're not focused. Which means he's not focused. The effect you have on him is strange. 

It's something he both hates and likes.

“Is this one of those questions lovers ask each other when they're seeking out validation? Or do you want me to prove my devotion through words?”

 “Maybe.”

He gives out a small sigh before speaking.

“Fine then, I'll play along. Yes I'd love you if you were a worm.”

“Liar. I know you don't mean it.”

“You're right I don't. Anyways-”

You think that's the end of that. That he won't give the interaction a second thought.

You were wrong.

He leaves a piece of strawberry cake by your bedside the next morning.

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Ryuk 📓📓📓📓📓

“What's that?”

You show him a picture of one.

“Oh? Ew gross.”

“What do you mean gross ☹️”

“Yeah no. You're on your own. I'd probably step on you for fun.”

He's laughing at you, so you decide to spite him.

“You know what? No apples for a month.”

“Wait!!!!! Of course I'd love you as a worm. Worms look delicious.”

“Now you're making it weird.”

“Well whaddya want me to say?!?!”

“Something normal???”

“Well I ain't normal. I’m a god. The only things I love unconditionally are apples.”

“Fine. Would you still love me if I was an apple?"

He actually gives it thought for a few seconds.

“I'd do my best not to eat you. But we both know you wouldn't last five seconds. So I guess I'd still love you. Probably more than I do now.”

“Hey!!!!! 👹👹👹”

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Misa 💅💅💅💅💅

“Oh my gosh! YESSSS!”

She genuinely gets so excited by the question.

“Only if you'd love me back if I were a worm.”

The two of you start feeding off of each other's encouragement.

“We could make a heart!”

“And live in our own little soil house 🥺🥺🥺”

“Babe!!!! We could wear cute little leaf outfits!!!!”

“And match!!!!!!!!!!”

“We'd be the most fashionable, cutest worms to ever exist!”

“We'd totally be a power couple!!!!”

Y'all are just giggling with each other, planning out your worm future.

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An: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!

[weepingnectar]

yusuke and you [he just beat someone up 4 you]

shjould I make rhis a series? (,,⁰□⁰,,)

[inside-lees-mind]

Kurama holds himself back from pursuing you.

He’s still learning to be a human, and he knows he’s lived a life you couldn’t understand. A life you didn’t, one as a demon. But he’s in no position to erase your memories, not when you’re so entangled with his friends and now his life. Even then, you are such an odd case, that he knows he’d at least hesitate to do it if he could. Or perhaps, if he had to. Safety would be his main concern, or at least, he’d tell himself and anybody who asks that it is.

Deep down, maybe it’s that he’s harboring some sort of affection for you. So much so that now, looking at your face, mostly illuminated by some mix of pale moonlight and a dull street light, he can’t walk away. He’s got so much self control, but his eyes are falling on your lips as you speak. He’d never forget himself, even for a second, but in the back of his mind, he feels something for you.

He’s already decided that he won’t approach you, instead opting to wait for you to initiate. But he won’t be so uptight anymore… after all, his mother would want him to fall in love, get married, and be happy. He’s got a good grip on human emotion, enough to know that what he feels for you isn’t going away.

He doesn’t do anything to prevent you from seeing the way his eyes soften when he looks at you. He doesn’t hide the way he worries about you, no, he checks on you immediately. And he doesn’t do anything to stop you as you lean in, instead he allows himself to close the gap.

The kiss is gentle and slow, as polite as he is. It doesn’t last more than a few seconds, but his eyes linger on yours afterwards. He’ll take things slow with you.

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Hello pufavo you could headcanon in yu yu hakusho your girlfriend (reader) using your blouses 👕 staying one dress in her please I I would appreciate it ❤️❤️

Hello!

Thank you for requesting and i am sorry for taking so long!

From what i got from your request, you wish a scenario/ HC about reader wearing they boys shirt right? As you did not mention which character i will write for the main four!

Also, gender neutral, for inclusion :3 A bit short, though.

Reminder that YYH is not on the current list. I am writing this because idk, i felt like it, Please check the Rules page before requesting.

I hope this is of your liking please let me know what you think!

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Yusuke

Most of the time Yusuke is wearing a white T-shirt, so it might take him a little awhile to figure out that is his shirt you are wearing,

Boy has tons of them, might even go unnoticed.

Now, if you try to wear one of his jackets, then, for sure he will notice.

At first he would be slightly confused. Why are you wearing his clothes?

But then he would get a cocky grin on his face and tease you about missing him so much you stole his clothes.

Be prepared for the teasing hell!

If you get too embarrassed and try to return it, he will turn it down.

Saying you look better than him on that jacket, but also complain you could have asked for it instead of just taking it.

Yusuke is lowkey very happy.

When you eventually return it, he will take a note of how it smells of you. He loves it!

From now he will tease you asking if you stole another clothes of his.

Kuwabara

Unlike Yusuke he has a bit more color range from his shirts, but still mostly white or black.

But Kuwabara will quickly noticed you are wearing his shirt.

How? It doesn't quite fit you. Whether is because is too big or too large? He can't explain, it just not fit you right.

Will get shy af and very confused too.

If you offer to return it, he will stumble on his words, but turn it down.

He will say ( or try to) that you look cute! He loves seeing you wearing his shirt!

Boy is beyond happy doesn't even try to hide it.

When you eventually return it, he will cherish that shirt - it smells like you. A bit weird? yeah, but you have no idea how happy he was!

Lowkey hopes you steal other shirts in the future!

He will be ready to lend you his jacket, at anytime too!

Hiei

Well, Hiei owns only black clothes that are tank top like.

But he will notice right away that you are wearing something that is his.

He will make a snarky remark asking if you have no clothes of your own to wear.

He doesn't mean to be rude or mean, it's just, an unexpected behaviour.

He doesn't know how to feel. What is this warm feeling?

If you try to return it, he will turn it down.

Saying that if you got, you probably need it. Will also tell you to shop for more clothes.

When you eventually return it, he will just stare at you and the shirt before taking it - doing a little hmpf.

Will ask you if you finally bought new clothes too.

But deep now, he did not mind that you took it.

If he sees you are cold, he will toss his shirt ( or cape!) at you. No words, just tossing it.

Lowkey hopes you do it again, will never admit it, but he adored your smell on his stuff.

Kurama

Probably the one of the most clothing choice.

Will also notice right away that you are wearing his clothes. Oh he knows just by one look.

At first Kurama won't say anything, just smile.

He finds it beyond adorable to see you wearing his clothes.

But he will eventually ask you " is that mine?" in the most random time possible to catch you off guard.

His goal? Make you embarrassed.

If you offer to return it, he will turn it down and say it looks a lot better in you.

He absolutely loves how embarrassed you got!

When you eventually return it, he will smile at you and thank you.

You can't tell by his expression but he is very very happy.

Because now his shirt smells like you, his favourite scent.

Like Kuwabara he will offer you his jacket anytime and/or he will gently place it on your shoulders and just smile.

He is dying to tease you about it again, he lives for your embarrassed face!

So be prepared for more random questions or answers if someone's asks why you are wearing his clothes!

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Thank you for requsting! i hope this was of your liking!

[hottiehiei]

- NSFW Alaphabet with Hiei (but I pick the letters I want)

nsfw (but its not overly explicit), gender neutral

i used the word c*ck… im so sorry. i literally hate that word but i had to.

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𓆩⟡𓆪 A = Aftercare

Hiei has unlimited stamina compared to you.

While you’re worn out and exhausted, he’s barely breaking a sweat. He simply looks down at you expectantly, even when it’s clear you won’t make it through another round. The need for rest overpowers all of your senses, and you’ll drift into a soundless slumber, leaving Hiei alone.

Of course, this ticks him off. He scolds you for having such a weak human body— all the while massaging your hips and thighs because he knows they’re aching. It’s mostly his fault, so he tries to compensate by doing small things like wiping your body clean.

Hiei watches you rest, grateful to have you by his side.

𓆩⟡𓆪 B = Body part

His Jagan eye is his favorite body part. He has a full view of your entire body. There isn’t a single thing he misses, not even the shiver that crawls over your skin when he tears off your clothes.

Hiei also likes his physique. When you trail your fingers down his chest or claw at his back, he’s over the moon.

As for your body, he admires your lips. He likes the way you pout when he pulls out of you, and the way your mouth hangs open from pleasure when he thrust back inside of you. Or best of all, when your lips wrap around his cock.

Hiei really enjoys kissings. He will bite your lower lip, suck on it, pull it with his teeth, you name it.

𓆩⟡𓆪 C = Cum

The taste is bitter. Literal battery acid. Do not recommend.

𓆩⟡𓆪 F = Favorite position

Hiei favors any position that involves you being at his mercy.

There’s this undeniable urge to bind your wrist, spread your legs further apart, and kiss you senseless. If the position hinders any of that, then he doesn’t bother with it.

Occasionally, he’ll let you on top, but be ready to endure some teasing. The minute he notices you getting tired or struggling to take him…

“So predictable. All that begging for nothing.”

“Just say the word and I’ll show you how it’s done.”

𓆩⟡𓆪 K = Kink

He gets turned on when arguing.

Don’t be fooled by his calm tone. He lets you think you have the upper hand, meanwhile he’s plotting. Lash out all you want, it only makes him want to put you to the test. The more you push his buttons, the more he’s thinking about bending you over and making you beg.

Seeing you act aggressive toward other people also turns him on. Whether it’s yelling at one of the boys or knocking someone over the head, he’s impressed.

The fastest way to rile him up is to physically tease him. Keep it brief and subtle. Whisper in his ear when no one’s looking, he’ll get aroused just from fantasizing about you.

Reel him in little by little, then scurry off before he has a chance to capture you. Hiei loves it.

𓆩⟡𓆪 O = Oral

He prefers to receive, mostly due to the power dynamic. You’re below him, looking up through your lashes, doing your best to please him. It gets him going every single time.

The dirty talk is ruthless, but hot.

“I know you can do better than this. Don’t expect me to praise you.”

“Relax your throat and take all of it.”

If you allow him, he’ll grab your hair and guide you deeper.

He’s good at giving oral though. If you can handle the teasing, edging, and overstimulation….he won’t disappoint.

𓆩⟡𓆪 P = Pace

Hiei is naturally fast, so that’s usually the normal pace.

But if you’re one to enjoy it hard and fast, then he might purposely slow down. He wants your body brimming with lust before letting his impulses take over.

Other times, he’ll skip the foreplay and take you how he wants, just from sexual frustration. Don’t even bother asking for a break, he’s too focused on how good and tight you feel, his mind hazy with pure desire.

𓆩⟡𓆪 V = Volume

Mostly grunts. He’s gritting his teeth, holding the noises in. The only time you can get a full moan is during oral or when he’s close to his orgasm. It’s a pleasant sound. Deep and husky, like his voice dropped a few octaves.

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extra:

𓆩⟡𓆪 W= Wild Card

Hiei is a brat tamer.

[uhohmelanie]

May I request Kurama headcannons of him with a plus size bookworm of a girlfriend please?? (If you don't feel comfortable with the plus size you don't have to include it ��)

Hi! Thank you so much for the first ask :) will gladly do

Kurama Headcanons for him with a Plus Sized Partner who’s also a Bookworm

Honestly? A perfect match for him imo. Would definitely read with you and discuss different books with you.

If you have different tastes in genres than him he’d be interested and open minded to your taste. Would definitely ask you about it, what you like about it, etc.

Sweetest man ever. Gentle, kind, etc. Basically everything we saw in the series! He’d never really make you feel insecure or sad.

If you feel insecure about your size he’ll be happy to reassure you he finds you perfect the way you are, and repeat how he loves you the way you are.

If anyone tries to shame you he’ll gladly tell them off. Don’t forget while he can be extremely sweet and gentle he can also be aggressive when he needs to be. One of which being if someone shames you.

When he gets mad at that person, HE GETS MAD. Would probably at first be extremely angry inside, trying to tell them off. But if they continue then he’ll go even more.

Loves to read near the window with you. Especially when it’s sunny.

If you ask for a recommendation from him he’ll start rambling about it

Would do everything he can to make you feel appreciated and loved.

[anime-fan-05]

If it's not a problem and you are currently still accepting requests, I would like to ask for a sfw alphabet for Kurama from Yu Yu Hakusho, please?

Yu Yu Hakusho ~SFW alphabet~

Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho

Warnings: nothing

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He isn't a fan of showing his affection through gestures: he prefers to do it through his words. In fact, he's very good with words: he can cheer you up when you're sad, increase your self-esteem if it's in pieces, always make you feel loved... In addition, he loves leaving complimentary notes for you in your home.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Probably, your friendship would have started through Yusuke, who had introduced you to him. As your best friend, he would be someone who always gives good advice: he's a great conversationalist and always able to give you advice from an unbiased perspective. Furthermore, if you're a very instinctive person, he would balance you with his calm personality.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

At the beginning of your relationship, he got tense and felt slightly uncomfortable cuddling with you; then, though, he got used to your affection quite quickly. In fact, usually he cuddles with you in your bed, just before you two fall asleep and on your sofa when it rains and if you've had a bad day. Fun fact: even if he doesn't show it, Youko loves to cuddle with you and, if you stroke his hair and fox ears, he'll melt in your arms.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He definitely wants to settle down with you: since he realized he loved you, he decided he would spend his whole life with you, also because he likes the domesticity of being human. I think he's quite capable of taking care of the house and himself: he knows how to clean and cook basic dishes.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he had to break up with you, he would try to use his words to make his breakup speech sweeter, but that would make your separation very emotional and filled with tears, and he would hug you sweetly before leaving you. He would want you two to remain friends anyway, but he wouldn't be offended if you never wanted to see him again.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

In his past life as Youko, marriage was literally the last thing on his mind; nevertheless, as Shuichi, he wants more and more that taste of domesticity and humanity. In fact, he's someone who doesn't have short or casual relationships with anyone: if he's dating someone, he plans to settle down, get married and have a family with them.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He's incredibly gentle both physically and emotionally, ald also both as Shuichi and as Youko! The first is truly kindness done to a person: if you need help, he's always there; if you're sad, he's already with open arms, ready to hug you; he always goes out of his way to make you happy and keep your smile... The second, instead, is kind in his own way: that can be seen particularly in his gestures, and especially in his touch, which always remains soft and sweet, even when he's angry.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

As I wrote previously, he wasn't used to physical affection (and that includes hugs) at first, but then he quickly warmed up to you. However, despite that, he still gets embarrassed to hug you; if, instead, you're the first to initiate the hug, he'll return it without any problems. For that reason, his hugs are very rare unless you start them but, when they happen, the sensations you feel are warmth and protection thanks to his arms.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It happened after some time, but not too much. In reality, he hadn't planned to tell you he loved you: it happened after you had risked your life and he had saved you; he was so scared of losing you he let it slip out. I think he would have told you anyway during that period, though: for him, falling in love with you was inevitable, and telling you so eased his nerves and filled him with a sense of pride.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

Depending on how good at observing you're, you may never even notice his jealousy: indeed, he gets jealous, but he's extremely subtle about it. For instance, if he notices someone is too close to you, he'll come closer to you and watch them until them get the hint and walk away. If he were Youko, though, I feel sorry for those who hit on you, because he would either tear them apart or scare them a lot.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He never kisses you in public. In private or with your most trusted friends, instead, he kisses you every now and then, but you're the one who initiates the kisses more often and his kisses are always chaste, light, sweet and soft. The places where he kisses you most are the forehead, the hand and, more rarely, the cheeks; I think the place he would prefer to be kissed would be the cheek, because other places would embarrass him.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He's incredibly efficient about making sure children's needs are tended to and he does what is necessary to take care of them, and I think the quality he demonstrates most with them is the ability to understand their desires and needs, even if they're very young and therefore don't speak yet. But he isn't so good at entertaining kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He's a morning person, so he typically wakes up before you. After getting up, he gives you a sweet kiss on your forehead and goes first to get ready for the day and then to prepare breakfast for you; then, if he has to go on a mission, he'll leave you a note next to your breakfast letting you know he goes out and wishing you a good day, but, if he has no missions, he'll wake you up gently by bringing you breakfast in bed.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

The nights you spend together happen quite often, so you've developed your own routine: after eating and washing the dishes together, you two go to get ready for bed, and then you sit on the sofa to watch a movie, read or chat; generally you fall asleep against him, and sometimes he takes you to bed and, after setting up in the living room, lies down next to you, other times he's so tired he falls asleep with you on the sofa.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

His openness depends on which part of him you met: if you met him as Kurama, you'll probably know about his past soon enough but, if you met him as Shuiichi, he knows sooner or later his past will come out, but he isn't entirely sure on how explain it, so he'll wait to tell you it until you discover it naturally.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He never, never gets angry with you. Even if he got annoyed with you, he would never go so far as to yell at you or hurt you due to anger, but he would still try to talk to you; in the most extreme case, he would move away from you so as not to turn annoyance into anger. He may only get angry with someone if they insult or hurt you, his family or friends.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

All. He remembers everything, he never forgets even a single detail about you. However, despite being a great observer, able to grasp many details about you, he prefers hearing you talk about yourself, since he's loves hearing your voice.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment of your relationship is your first kiss: it was New Year's Eve, and you two were on your house's balcony watching the beautiful fireworks; you were cold and he offered to give his jacket to you, but you refused, since otherwise he would be the one who was cold, so you hugged him and he covered both of you with it, and during the last fireworks he gently cupped your cheek and kissed you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He isn't particularly protective, as he knows he's feared by other youkai enough to make sure you aren't attacked. However, he's still partly an animal, therefore, if he senses there's danger, he'll hover over you protectively. The best way to protect him is to remind him to take care of himself and he's human, and human bodies will give out a lot sooner than youkai ones.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

It depends: as Shuichi, he doesn't put much effort into them, but only because he loves simple things, so for example his typical dates are at your home reading a book or watching a movie together, or his gifts appear simple, but they've a great meaning; as Youko, he's a real exhibitionist, who has to show all the youkai that you're his partner.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He tends to overwork himself: sometimes, it even gets to the point where you've to force him onto bedrest for the sake of his health! That's a hard habit to break, but he's trying very hard for you to overcome it, because he knows it worries you a lot.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He doesn't worry too much about his appearance, except for his hair: he takes great care of it, especially because he makes some of his plants' seeds grow there, so he has to create the conditions to preserve them all the time.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He would feel very lonely without you: by now he has gotten used to your presence, so he would feel strange not to sleep with you, eat with you, talk to you... Indeed, if he has to move away from you, he wants to call or video call you to see or hear you. However, every now and then he needs to take time to be alone and reflect.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them)

He has a ton of brief relationship experience from his time as Youko, but one thing is a little relationship with a youkai, another is a long relationship with you, the human with whom he wants to spend his whole life. His old partners are never mentioned by him, and for him they aren't important at all, as they're part of his criminal past.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn't like people who are fake, evil or who treat others badly, so he wouldn't want a partner like that. He also wouldn't like a too clingy fiancé, especially if it was at a time when he would like to be alone to think or reflect.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He's a super light sleeper, mostly out of instinct, since for a long time he slept out in the open in Makai (Demon World), so the lightest shift in movement can wake him up. Since he's been dating you, while still a light sleeper, he's trying to get used to your movement patterns during the night.

💮 Rules 💮 Masterlist 💮

[faeble-drabbles]

•Fandoms I Will Write•

!!Currently Closed!!

So I want to keep this a blog where I write things for fandoms that don't get much love or characters/pairings that need more love.

Under each I highlight things id love to write but don't be discouraged to ask if it's not listed under the fandom you want to request!

PLEASE READ MY OTHER POST FIRST! It says everything I'm okay and not okay with.

•°• Dragon Ball Z / Super •°•

+ I NEED more poly Vegeta x Reader x Bulma in my life. Same with Goku and Chi Chi

+ I also need more sub Frieza. Specifically a scenario of a God of destruction reader making him a sub 👀

+ Raditz my sweet baby needs more love too. AU where he gets a second chance like Vegeta.

•°• Hunter x Hunter •°•

+ NGL Mostly gonna write about the Spiders / Phantom Troupe 👀

+ I will love you FOREVER if you request Franklin x Reader.

+ I will only accept Feitan x Reader if the reader is just as unhinged as he is

+ Nobunaga, my sweet palm tree needs love too

+ Non-Spider wise, love me some daddy Morel

+ Uvo is a big teddy bear and is fun to write

•°• Yu Yu Hakusho •°•

+ My childhood and it needs more love

+ Who else needs love? My Irish wind goblin, Jin

+ All of the boys and girls need love Especially Yusuke needs a new s/o

•°• Pokemon •°•

+ No Pokephillia here and leave the kids out

+ Most of my favorites are from Sword and Shield. My trio Leon, Piers and Raihan. Want poly with those? Abso-fucking-lutely

+ I also simp hard for Guzma and Nanu

•°• Gorillaz •°•

+ Ace was only a temp member, but I will LOVE request involving him

+ All of them need some good lovin

+ Even stinky Murdoc

•°• Gravity Falls •°•

+ FUNKLE THE GRUNKLE

+ My guilty pleasure

+ Stan and Ford are absolute GILFs

+ Probably won't write for any other characters

+ I have ideas and you will see them

**List will probably be updated as I go**

[mei-mei01]

Hello.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YU YU HAKUSHO Part 1. It’s a regular day at IAC Corp. Kurama is seated at his desk, meticulously reviewing financial projections. His assistant is across the glass wall, sorting through resumes for a new financial advisor position. Kurama’s focus is absolute—until he hears a soft knock and his assistant's voice drifting through the slightly open door.

Assistant: “Mr. Minamino, the next applicant is here. I’ll handle the preliminary interview.”

Kurama: “Understood.”

He doesn’t look up, his eyes still scanning the report. But as the applicant walks into his assistant’s office, something compels him to glance up instinctively. His pen freezes mid-stroke, his breath catching in his throat.

Through the glass wall, he sees her. The woman entering the room. Her face, her voice as she greets his assistant—it’s unmistakable. His mate.

For a moment, the air in the room feels heavier, as though the universe itself has shifted. Kurama’s usually stoic face falters, his emerald eyes widening in shock. He sits back in his chair, his heart pounding.

Kurama (to himself, in a low whisper): “It’s…her. How…?”

He watches her intently as she smiles, her expression warm and kind. She shakes hands with his assistant and sits down, exuding a mix of professionalism and genuine cheer. Every small movement she makes sends a jolt through him, pulling him deeper into the torrent of emotions he’d buried for centuries.

Kurama (internal monologue): “Same face. Same smile. Same voice. But she’s…human now. And she doesn’t know. She doesn’t remember.”

He leans forward, resting his elbows on his desk, his hands folded near his mouth as he continues to observe her. His assistant laughs at something she says, and Kurama notices the way her laughter fills the space—it’s vibrant and familiar, tugging at memories he’d long tried to suppress.

Images flash in his mind: her laughter echoing through ancient forests, the warmth of her presence in his arms, the night he’d marked her as his mate under a blood-red moon.

But then the memories shift to pain—her tears when he fell, the way her love turned into despair, and the whispers he’d heard in the afterlife of her tragic end.

Kurama’s jaw tightens, his hands clenching slightly.

Kurama (to himself): “This can’t be real. She…she took her life. I felt it, even then. And yet, here she is. Alive. Reborn.”

The sound of her voice brings him back to the present. She’s answering a question, her tone light and confident, though her human naivety is apparent. His assistant jots something down, clearly impressed. Kurama watches her, his gaze softening despite the storm raging inside him.

Kurama (to himself): “She doesn’t remember. She doesn’t know who she truly is. Who we were.”

He exhales deeply, trying to steady his emotions, but the longing is undeniable. For the first time in decades, his carefully maintained composure feels fragile.

Assistant (over the intercom): “Mr. Minamino, would you like to meet the applicant before I proceed with the second round?”

Kurama hesitates, his eyes flickering to her once more. His voice, when it comes, is calm, betraying none of his turmoil.

Kurama: “No, that won’t be necessary. Proceed as planned.”

Assistant: “Understood.”

As the intercom clicks off, Kurama leans back in his chair, his gaze lingering on her through the glass wall. He knows he should look away, refocus on his work, but he can’t. Not when fate has brought her back into his life, even in this unfamiliar form.

Kurama (to himself): “Fate has never been kind to us. Why now? Why like this?”

[keulixeutin]

Humdrum

a/n: a little sweetness in the pointless humdrum. not my favorite, but not everything has to be a banger, i suppose. summary: you get baseball tickets from your company to the newly built shochiku dome and decide to bring your favorite fire demon out to a ball game.  cw: fluff. reader applies make up at the start. no gendered pronouns used. gn!reader. wc: 3,489.

There was a soft thump outside your balcony. The glass door, generally left unlocked, creaked open.

“Right on time,” you said, applying the last bit of make-up product to your face. You glanced at the demon that stepped into your studio apartment without so much as a grunt of acknowledgment. Your white cat crawled out from under your bed and headed toward him, rubbing against his leg. Hiei stepped over her, and though he ignored her affectionate purring, you knew he petted her when you weren’t looking.

“Give her a pat and let’s go,” you announced. “We are watching a baseball game tonight!”

“No. Go alone,” Hiei said instantly. You watched as he had the audacity to sit down on your bed and make himself comfortable after rejecting you—with his shoes still on.

“Uh, no, we’re going together,” you corrected. “And get your shoes off my bed, Hiei. Maybe shoes are okay in the Demon World, where you live in caves and pits, but that’s a cotton fucking mattress.”

He glared at you but shifted so that he was sitting on the edge of your bed as you moved around the apartment; you selected a small fanny pack that would allow you to get in and out of the stadium with ease as well as the miscellaneous items that would go into it.

“Anyways, it’s the Dragons versus the Wasps at the new Shochiku Dome, and my company so kindly”—the word was spit with venom—“gave me baseball tickets as a reward for working a hundred hours this pay period, even though I would’ve preferred a raise… And, actually, I don’t even like baseball—”

“—It’s pitiable how you think I care—”

“—But, we are going and we are going together,” you finished, unperturbed by his interruption.

“Hn. Fascinating,” he remarked, “but I’d sooner impale myself on my sword.”

You rolled your eyes at his dramatics. He was looking down at your cat; the traitor was laying down next to him, pawing the air. Even though Hiei’s feet weren’t on your bed anymore, he still didn’t take off his shoes, leaving them to dirty your rug. Asshole.

“Fine,” you said abruptly. “It’s to be expected. The great Hiei is scared of a little unknown.”

“Why the hell would I be scared?”

You kept your face nonchalant, even though you were snickering triumphantly inside. You went through the motions of preparing to leave—buckling the fanny pack, slipping on your shoes, checking your outfit in the hanging mirror—not sparing him any passing glance. 

“It’s okay, Hiei. It’s understandable. Maybe you’re big and bad in battles, but you’re at a complete loss when it comes to anything regarding humans. Of course you would be a little hesitant in coming to the baseball stadium where you would feel so small and out of your element. You know what? It was my fault for even asking; I didn’t even take into consideration your feelings on the matter.”

“Don’t waste your breath,” Hiei retorted. In a show of (attempted) dominance, he kicked his shoed feet back onto the bed, now with the traitorous feline curled on his lap. “I’m not so simple-minded that I’d give in to such an obvious baiting tactic.”

You felt your eye twitch, but forced your face to stay cool and unbothered. He didn’t need to be so simple-minded; just simple enough. 

“Mhm,” you hummed with a nod. “Well, I’ll be sure to let Kuwabara know, next time I see him, that, to prove you weren’t scared of baseball, you sat in my apartment. Alone. In the dark. With my cat.”

With that, you turned off the overhead lights, closed the door, and left.

Forty-five minutes later, when you made it to the front of the stadium, Hiei dropped down next to you with a scowl, startling the couple behind you who had just rounded the corner. They looked back and forth to each other, and then glanced up to the sky, but neither you, Hiei, nor God were going to answer.

In response to your victorious grin, he said, “If this is dull, I’ll kill everyone in the stadium.”

“Hiei! That is not something you can say in public!”

He looked away as though uninterested, but you saw the quick upward twitch of his lip into a half-smirk for a half-second.

&&

Hiei walked out from behind a corner after you made it through security, having jumped over the process because he wasn’t going to relinquish his sword. He stood by your side, and the two of you looked at the huge crowd of people and the hustle and bustle of workers, you in awe and interest and Hiei in annoyance and apathy.

“Welcome to the Shochiku Dome,” you said. “They finished it a few months ago.”

There were dozens upon dozens of stalls selling Japanese and western foods; there were vendors selling merchandise; and, following the excited pointing of an elementary school kid with their parents, you saw that there was also a train about a hundred feet above the field, sculpted to look like the Shinkansen. You wondered if it was just there as interesting decor—but then you saw a man waving from inside it. Suddenly the train began to move forward on its tracks to the loud enthusiasm of the kids.

“Wow, they really went all out,” you said, but Hiei didn’t respond. He often didn’t, but you didn’t mind. Without warning, you linked arms with him. “Let’s get some food before we find our seats.”

“Let go or I cut it off,” he hissed, arm tensing in your hold..

“The crowd’s crazy, Hiei; this way, we don’t lose each other. Some of us dinky humans don’t have super senses or teleportation skills.”

You released him when you got in line and linked arms again when you decided on another stall. The strategy of not holding onto him for long seemed to work well; he endured the quick, forced proximity without further threats of forced amputation (much like your cat tolerating a three-second hug before violently thrashing in your arms).

Rather than having him pick anything out, you opted to buy whatever you found enticing. You didn’t want to overload his senses; you were already physically dragging him around in crowds. You were pretty sure he was bluffing about the whole murdering everyone in the stadium, but you didn’t want to test it. A demon was a demon, after all, and he had never explained the rules and politics of the Demon World, so maybe there were terrible things he could get away with and you were simply none the wiser.

Finally, all the food was gathered, and the two of you juggled everything back to your seats. Takoyaki, grilled wieners, yakitori, nachos, shaved ice, and one large soda with two straws to share, all balanced either in your hands or on your laps. You gazed down with a salivating smile, but Hiei looked as though you were offering him slime.

“It looks repulsive,” he said.

“Don’t be dramatic,” you said. “You can’t go wrong with sports food. Which one do you want to try first?”

“None.”

“Great, takoyaki it is!”

Even though Hiei had expressed the absolute opposite of excitement or even slight interest in the food, he still ate it. He ate whichever one you pointed out, and he sipped the soda, too (from the same straw as you, you noticed). And, after trying everything once, he continued to eat. That was how you figured out he liked the takoyaki, nachos, and shaved ice best; he didn’t care much for the grilled wieners or the yakitori, which was surprising. You would’ve bet that, of all the options, the demon would at least like the meat on a stick, but you supposed Hiei was surprising in a variety of ways.

As you watched him reach for another cheesy nacho chip, you couldn’t help the knowing smile. “Got the itch to slaughter the stadium yet?” you teased.

He sent you an annoyed look as you gently bumped his shoulder with yours. “No,” he said, though before you could celebrate, he added, “but there’s plenty of time to change my mind.”

You laughed, leaving the last takoyaki for him and finishing the rest of the yakitori. 

&&

Eventually, after the two of you ate all of the food and tucked the plates and trash under your seats to keep them out of the way, all that was left was to watch the game. Once your focus shifted to the game, though, it finally dawned on you that you were quite far from the field. It wasn’t that the seats were terrible, but considering that they were supposed to be a token of appreciation for your work and loyalty, you were feeling more than miffed that your company couldn’t offer a little more than not-nosebleed seats. It didn’t even matter that you didn’t care for baseball; it was the principle of the matter.

Hiei, noticing your abrupt slouch and frown, asked, “What?”

You sighed. “We don’t need to be in the VIP box, but damn, it feels like the train is closer to the field than we are…”

After a beat, he said, “Explain.”

“What, the VIP box?”

“The human custom. Company rewards. Explain it.” He had his arms crossed, staring bored down at the diamond field, looking liked he’d rather be fighting in the pits of hell than watching a baseball game—but you still felt like he was looking at you, like he was seeing you, just by the mere fact that he was listening, that he had asked.

“Basically, when you’re working for a company, they give you rewards. What you want are bonuses—more money at the end of the year, usually—or raises, which is ideal. My dumb company is trying this new thing where, instead of giving you bonuses or raises, they give out more rewards like gift cards or gift baskets, or tickets to events like baseball games.”

A few more beats passed, and you thought he wasn’t going to respond, but then, to your surprised, he asked, “Why?”

You were simultaneously aggravated by the topic of your company trying to get away without paying its workers what they deserved and elated that Hiei was taking so much interest in your feelings and “human customs.”

“It’s cheaper than giving you a raise or a bonus,” you explained. “I don’t follow anything baseball related, but it was either this or a rice cooker, and I already got a new one, so…”

“That is the overall consensus?” Hiei asked. “The workers would prefer raises over base ball gifts?”

“Well, yeah, pretty much.”

“Then just slaughter them.”

“Huh?”

“The supervising humans. Threaten to take their heads if they do not answer to your demands. Simple.” 

He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, and you had to bite back a smile. “Nice, but…not how it works here in the Human World,” you told him. “We can’t just kill the execs. Thanks, though, I guess.”

Hiei scoffed. “That is why we’re here wasting our time with a sport neither of us understand in seats designed to torture its user.”

“Yeah…the seats are pretty ass,” you snickered. “…But at least we have each other.” For emphasis, you nudged his shoulder with yours again.

“Idiotic.”

Abruptly, there was sharp clack—the ball flew overhead: a potential homerun, this much you knew. Everyone stood up excitedly; even you sat forward in your seat and Hiei tilted his head to squint at the ball soaring high above, beneath bright stadium lights—and then a rival player caught it and there was a great cheering on the other side and a grumble of disappointment on the home team’s side.

“What does that mean?” Hiei asked.

“Who knows, but that was kind of exciting, right?” you said with a cheeky grin.

“How is your understanding of your own species’ custom so pitiful?”

“Alright, I understand some things,” your protested. “Um. Okay, so there are two teams.”

“I can see that, obviously.”

“Shut up!” you snorted. “There are two teams, and each team gets a few tries to hit the ball with the bat, and you want to hit it far and high enough so you can run around the bases—those little diamond things in the ground. When you make it all the away around, that’s one point.”

“What’s the purpose?”

“To get the most points.”

“And the purpose of having events like this?”

“It’s just for fun. I mean, it’s their job, too. They bring honor and pride and, uh, gloating rights to the team and city. People like it.”

He snorted derisively. “Humans waste their time running around diamonds embedded in the dirt than train.”

“Well, humans don’t have to fight monsters every day,” you pointed out, but he didn’t seem convinced. “Don’t demons do anything for fun?”

The scornful look Hiei gave you told you that most, if not all, demonic hobbies included spilling other demons’ blood.

“Things aren’t done for fun,” he said mockingly. “They’re done for power. Strength. Ensure your rightful place at the top.”

“Um—if you’re a good sports player, humans consider you at the top in a way.”

“Hn. Foolish.”

The entire game was spent like that, small conversations here and there about rule clarifications (which you mostly deflected or completely made up) and questions about the odd things that people did (what players did for good luck before stepping to bat or why the home team chanted to support them). Then, small talk led to discussions about the difference between demonkind and humankind. You learned that there was more variety among human culture and customs. The Demon World didn’t seem to have the same comfort or luxurious that Earth provided. It was a constant fight for resources and survival. Much of the demon customs seemed to revolve around who was the strongest, which explained a lot of how Hiei viewed the alien world around him.

It was interesting. It was sweet. There wasn’t anything affectionate that was said, and nothing was even said affectionately. Most of the time, Hiei didn’t make any eye contact with you, but his focus was on you—you knew by the reactions, by the gentle beats in conversation, not a lull but a pause, a breath, a moment to gather thoughts and ask you another question or answer one of yours.

At one point, you got up to go buy popcorn and get a drink refill. You offered him a piece of popcorn after a few minutes, and he accepted. One bite became two became three, and soon, you gave him the bag to hold and eat. You leaned your shoulder against him, and when one minute became two became three, you took the chance to lean your head against his shoulder. Hiei tensed up under you, but he didn’t say anything. He didn’t move, didn’t eat another bite. You wondered if it was because he was uncomfortable, or maybe he was insecure or unsure, or maybe he was just trying to keep from jostling you.

The heat of his body warmed you. Maybe it was even warmer with you so close—not because of how close you were to his body, but how close you were to him (here was a difference, you thought). 

You could fall asleep like this, if the seats weren’t so painful.

Suddenly, there was another clack, a loud smashing of bat against ball. This time, it really was a homerun. Everyone cheered as the ball went overhead, disappearing into the lights. The crowd cheered and, caught up in the energy of the people around you, you sat up, grinning, looking back at Hiei who quietly met your gaze.

&&

It was only the fireworks left, but Hiei seemed to be getting antsy. You had told him that it would only be fifteen more minutes, but he had stood irritably and glared at you impatiently, telling you to get up with gritted teeth.

You sighed, following him out of the stadium. The fireworks would’ve been a nice close out to a nice night. You wondered if that meant that you were the only one that had been enjoying it, if you were the only one that had been happy with the time spent with him and he was the one who was barely tolerating it. You hadn’t thought it was that bad: he had eaten the food and the snacks; he had conversed with you; he had even let you lean against him. You had even caught a brief, impressed look on his face at one play. Perhaps you should just be grateful that he even comes to visit you when he he had no need to. Perhaps you shouldn’t ask for anything more.

But then, as soon as you stepped outside, he grabbed your wrist and led you to an area hidden out of view.

“What the heck are we doing?” you asked.

“Quiet.” He looked around before turning his back to you. “Get on.”

“Huh?”

“Hurry up before I leave you here,” he said.

You stared at his back, thinking of the first time you had met him; he had saved you from a demon—and he was shirtless. You could still see, clear as day, his back and shoulder muscles tensing and flexing as he moved.

“Today, fool.”

“Shut up,” you muttered.

You squeezed the top of the popcorn bag together to scrunch it close, keeping it from spilling. You stepped forward, throwing your hands tentatively over his shoulders. When you lifted one leg to wrap around his hip, your face warmed. You jumped off with your other leg, dropping your weight against his back; Hiei grabbed your thighs. You could feel the heat from his coarse fingers, pressed against the fabric of your pants. You wondered if he could feel the softness there underneath.

Before you could ask what his plan was, what he wanted, if he could feel your heartbeat, so rapid against his back, Hiei shot up straight into the sky, the vertical path parallel to the stadium. You couldn’t tell if the gasp you heard was one that had left your diaphragm or the diaphragm of the man that had just stumbled drunkenly around the corner.

The city was beautiful. The sky was so, so big from up there. Lights flickered beneath you of people eking out a quiet existence. Buildings tried to scratch their height into the clouds. The winding streets lit up with a thousand pedestrians, their phones lighting up roads like starlight. 

Hiei jumped off the stadium wall and a tall tree, landing easily on the stadium roof, the part of it that wasn’t open. There was a giant gap in the middle from where the roof had parted, showing the field and the seats far down below. You walked up next to Hiei, grabbing his arm to ground yourself; you were so high up that your legs and feet were tingling uncomfortably.

“Holy shit,” you said. “We should’ve been up here from the very start.”

“It wouldn’t have helped the view.”

He was right. Everyone was too small from up there. You wouldn’t have seen any of the plays, any of the balls flying across the heads of the players, but as you looked out at the crawling expanse of the city and its lights, you thought you wouldn’t have minded. You had never seen anything more romantic, or breathtaking, or wondrous.

You tugged on his arm to signal to him and he held you steady as you sat down, the tingling feeling never leaving your feet. Hiei sat down beside you, leaning back on his right arm that was propped a little too close into your space. (The part of your hips closest to his hand was tingling, too.) Music started to play from below, and just as the notes swelled, fireworks lit up the night sky in a crescendo of colors and shapes. One flower after another shimmered against the dim dark, sparking and chattering in the way that ember did before exhaling into smoke. Shadows dipped and disappeared across your face followed by the glimmering explosions highlighting your nose and cheekbones, a continuous cycle of the day and night sweeping across your cheeks.

“What’s the purpose of this?” Hiei asked, his voice strangely low and strangely surrounding you.

“Another thing for fun,” you replied. “Just ‘cause.”

“Humans do a lot of pointless things.”

You shrugged. “Maybe because we lead a lot of pointless lives.”

He grunted, laying down and crossing his hands underneath his head. “Wake me up when it’s over,” he said, closing his eyes.

—But maybe that was a pointless thing, too, because you caught him glancing at you under the red glow of the fireworks, and he caught you wondering if he’d let you lay in his arms.

[crusty-chronicles]

Revelations

Synopsis: It's no secret Kurama's soft on you. But when his demon form finally sees the light after hundreds of years, the fact only further cements itself.

It's surreal to think just a few weeks ago you were an ordinary high school student. A few weeks ago you had been completely oblivious to your best friend’s secret life. A few weeks ago, he'd been walking you home like he'd always done.

Talking about everything and nothing at the same time. Visiting his mother in the hospital before you took off to your job at some ramen place to earn a few extra bucks. A simple life it was.

Uneventful but peaceful.

Now here you were in some stuffy hotel, cheering on said best friend as he fought in a tournament. A demon tournament, if you may add. Where death was always a possibility and he and his friends were constantly fighting for their lives. One of which was the boyfriend of your boss’s daughter. And thank goodness she was or else you probably never would have known what was going on with Shuichi.

You never would have had a clue as to why he was suddenly absent from your life. Where he suddenly vanished to when the day before, he'd talked about having a ‘study date.’ How, now that his mother was better, it'd be nice to have a proper dinner between the three of you. Talks of the future, like you'd wake up and he'd be right there.

Turns out it was all a lie.

That first day you'd checked everywhere for him. It wasn't until you went to work that you met up with Keiko. Who was also suspicious of her boyfriend’s absence. The two men in question had seemingly vanished over night. And in your search for answers, you'd come across the sister of another guy who went missing.

Three in one day was no coincidence.

The common denominator? A blue haired woman who was apparently a grim reaper. A few threats from Shizuru had her spilling everything. How Shuichi, sweet dorky Shuichi, was a demon. And a prolific one at that. How all three of the boys, plus another demon, were forced to fight in this tournament. Or else they'd die along with everyone they cared about.

It made sense why they'd all left in the middle of night without a word. Why he left you without saying anything. You understood the circumstances, and you didn't hold it against him. You couldn't hold that against him. But… But you two told each other everything. Or at least you thought you did.

Which leads you to where you are now. Sitting anxiously across from Kurama the night before the semi finals. He'd already had one close call with death. You didn't think you could take it if he had another.

Kurama didn't like you being here as it was. Going as far as to scold you after his first match for following him. Seeing you cry after his fight with Touya didn't help your case either. You figured his concern was purely out of obligation. Not wanting to be responsible if you somehow got hurt.

Oblivious to the warm gazes directed at you when you weren't looking. The way he searched for you in the stands before every match. How he always offered you his hand when you'd go out. You were probably the only person he let get close enough to tend to his wounds.

It wasn't like he ever hid his soft spot for you. If anyone took the time to analyze his actions, it was easy to tell he cared quite a lot about you. More than a friend should.

“You're awfully quiet.” He spoke, snapping you from your thoughts.

“I'm just…” You didn't know how exactly to explain what you were feeling. To put your overwhelmed senses into words.

Truth was you were terrified. Terrified for Shuichi and terrified for his friends. You were terrified of waking up tomorrow and him not coming back to you.

“Worried.” you settled on.

He gave a thoughtful hum before scooting closer to you. You could feel the warmth radiating off of his skin. The sweet smell of roses accompanying it. Your relationship with the redhead had always been touchy. Never shying away from affection towards one another. So you hardly minded when he moved to cup your cheek. Guiding your gaze to meet his.

“We'll win. Just one more match until we're in the finals.”

So sure, he sounded so sure that you couldn't help but believe him. Emerald eyes filled with determination. You used to joke that he was hypnotizing you with them. So pretty that you couldn't focus on anything else except him. The theory seemed more plausible now that you knew he wasn't exactly human.

“And then we can go home,” he promised.

But you still had your doubts.

“Yeah? Yusuke and the ‘masked fighter’ still aren't back. And the enemies just keep getting stronger.”

The hurdles just keep getting bigger, and you didn't think the four of them could keep up anymore. Too much had been thrown at them.

“Can you really win like this?”

You could see the conflict brewing behind his eyes. Try as he might, Kurama could never hide his emotions from you. You knew the answer before he said it.

“We have to.” Careful, always so careful with his choice of words. Not promising you a for sure victory, but reaffirming what you already knew. You knew what he wanted to say…But you also knew he couldn't admit it. Not to you and not to himself.

The real answer- He doesn’t know.

“Tomorrow's a big day, let's get some rest.”

A sign the conversation had drawn to a close. You weren't in the mood to push anyways. So you followed him to his room. The both of you slipping into the same bed, with Shuichi's arms wrapping tightly around you. Most likely the last time he'd ever get to hold you.

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Tomorrow came far too soon. There was still no sign of Yusuke and the masked fighter, meaning the team would be at a complete disadvantage. If you had any semblance of martial arts training, you would have volunteered to take one of their places. Though truthfully you knew you wouldn't have been able to put up much of a fight.

You slipped into your own room to get ready, mentally preparing yourself for the day. Surprisingly, there was no one in the lobby waiting. You couldn't help but wonder where the girls were. Usually all of you went to the arena together. For safety purposes, of course. Perhaps they'd already made their way there? They didn't seem like the type to get up early, but maybe just this once they'd made the effort.

Apparently you were dead wrong.

You'd searched everywhere in the stands, testing your luck and even asking a few demons if they'd seen them. No luck. You were completely on your own. It didn't help that this new stadium was 10 times bigger than the old one. No one would even notice if something happened to you here.

You really only had two two options before the match started. You could stay here, surrounded by bloodthirsty demons who were starting to eye you with drool. Or you could go down to where Shuichi and his friends were, right in front of all the action and potentially get hurt.

It was a no brainer what you’d choose. Besides, he'd never let you get hurt on his watch. And you trusted the other two with your safety when it would be his turn to fight. You didn't think they would be cruel enough to leave you wide open for injury. Or at least, Kuwabara would do his best. He'd proven he had the most humanity during this tournament.

Yeah, you were much safer near the actual fights than you were surrounded by demons. Begrudgingly, you made your way down. Dodging a few swipes directed at you before jumping over the railing. Your actions quickly catching the attention of Koto, the cat announcer.

“And who is that making their way over to Team Urameshi! Could this be their alternate fighter? Or perhaps one of their lovers~”

You cursed her for drawing attention directly towards you. Already feeling all eyes on you as you approached.

“What are you doing here?” Kurama questioned. The other two looked expectantly at you for your answer.

“I have no idea where the girls are. And I don't think it's a good idea for me to be up in that stadium by myself.”

He gave a hum, about to usher you closer to him when someone beat him to the punch.

“Well I'll protect ya, so don't worry!” Kuwabara assured. Pulling you close by your shoulders in a way that had you laughing. Unawares of the subtle way Kurama's eyes had narrowed.

“Thank you. That's very sweet.”

“Don't mention it. Nothing gets past me, so I'll let you know when to duck and cover.”

“If that's the case, they're better off in the stadium,” Hiei commented.

“What did you say, shrimp!” Kuwabara released you to get in his face. The two of them continuing to bicker while you laughed.

Your gaze caught Shuichi's and you offered an amused grin.

“Your friends seem fun. Can't believe you didn't introduce me to them sooner.”

“They’re not exactly the type you bring up in passing. And I doubt you would've believed I was associated with them,” he answered, though there was some mirth in his eyes that let you know he was teasing.

“Excuse me, I'd like to get back to the semi-finals now,” Juri, the fish announcer this time, interrupted.

It once again reminded you just where you were. What could happen if any of Kurama and his friends slipped up. You shouldn't be joking around causing a distraction. Not when lives were at stake. His life. Your anxieties only worsened when the first round begun.

Sure Hiei had managed to beat his opponent in under five minutes. But the brief second he'd disappeared made your heart stop. Unconsciously moving yourself closer to Kurama.

The second match was much worse. The burly man in front of Hiei using his sword to cut his own arm. Explaining how once his body had been exposed to a specific pain, it wouldn't affect him the next time he was hurt. It was only a matter of time before the smaller demon ran out of options. With his sword broken and his spirit energy depleted, he took a gamble.

The conclusion of the fight had felt so sudden. So brutal. Kuro Momotaro had seemingly won, his teeth piercing into Hiei's shoulder. The aftermath was a fountain of blood spraying out.

You’d flinched away at the sight, trying your best to shut out the triumphant cheers of the stadium. Only for them to go quiet as Hiei shoved the body off of him. The shape shifting demon now in pieces on the floor. Hiei was okay. And as he continued to antagonize Kuwabara, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

It was easier to stomach the fights when you were with the girls. People who weren't desensitized to the carnage around them. Nobody had batted an eye down here. They all seemed used to it. Only further reminding you just how feeble and weak you were in their presence.

Hell, Hiei was practically begging for a round three despite his condition. The dice were brought out again, and you were praying to whatever God was up there it wouldn't land on Shuichi's name. You knew it wasn't fair. He needed to fight at some point. Judging by the determined expression on his face, he wanted to. But you didn't have a good feeling about this. You didn't want him to leave your side towards his potential death.

Please don't let it be him.

“Now fighting for Team Urameshi, Kurama. and for team Uraotogi, Uraurashima.”

Fuck.

You stood shakily next to Hiei and Kuwabara as Kurama stepped into the area. His opponent a young boy with a fishing pole. At least he looked easy to beat. It gave you momentary relief before both of them drew their weapons. Uraurashima’s fishing line clashing with Kurama's Rose Whip. Equally bouncing off of each other with no indication of one overpowering the other.

“They're evenly matched? Or is he not fighting for real?” You asked.

Hiei gave a bark of laughter at your observation.

“So you do know him well. Kurama's just fooling around. It's an obnoxious habit. He never creates his own strategy until he fully understands his opponent's.”

You were gonna strangle Shuichi when he was done fighting.

“Nice to know he over analyzes everything.”

You watched as they continued to have a stalemate. Though something had changed in Shuichi's expression. It was somber. Like he was contemplating something. Now was not the time for him to get distracted.

He let up on his assault along with his opponent. And right when he moved to haphazardly strike, Uraurashima dodged. Wrapping Kurama in his fishing line and pulling as hard as he could. Slicing into his skin.

You couldn't stop yourself from screaming out his name. Kuwabara instinctively pulling you behind him.

“Don't look, okay?”

Don't look? How could you not look. That was your best friend up there. No matter how badly you wanted to turn away, you couldn't. Looking on in horror as Uraurashima approached him. Surely Kurama had some other trick up his sleeve to protect himself?

But his eyes told you a different story. Frustration and anger. You don't think you've ever seen him mad before. He staggered on his feet, only for the onslaught to continue. It looked hopeless as he fled.

Your eyes widening with tears once he was cornered. There was nowhere to run. A forcefield in effect prevented him from doing so. His opponent presenting a box of some kind and opening it. Purple smoke poured out as he explained how it worked.

It would de-age Kurama. Turn him into a child where he couldn't defend himself. A cowards move. Only when the entire arena had been filled with smoke did your tears fall.

You were powerless to do anything. You couldn't help him even if you wanted to. Designated to nothing but a bystander in his fate. Your worst fear coming true.

It was silent for a moment. Complete silence as the Idun box worked its magic. Then all at once lightning struck. No, not lighting… it was a spike of spirit energy.

Your body shook as it tried to process the power around it. The force was almost strangling.

“Do you feel that, too?” Kuwabara asked before looking back at you. He visibly panicked seeing you struggle to breathe.

“Hiei! We need some help over here!”

The three eyed demon spared you a glance, giving an irritated huff as he pulled you towards him.

“Stand close to me. I should've known someone as weak as you wouldn't be able to withstand this much. Your body isn't used to this much spiritual pressure.”

He created a small barrier of his own energy around you. You took a few greedy gasps of air. Relieved to be able to breathe again. You offered a weak ‘Thanks.’ Still worried about what exactly was happening.

This power…Could it really have been Shuichi's? Or was it something else entirely? Was he even still alive?

“Where's all that weird energy coming from?” Kuwabara questioned.

Hiei only seemed to beam with pride.

“It's all Kurama. Down to the last drop.” He responded.

You wanted to start crying again. Your emotions all over the place. He was okay in there after all. Maybe he'd be able to find a way to win.

“But it feels different somehow, and a heck of a lot more powerful,” Kuwabara pointed out.

“That fool he's been fighting has turned him back into his demon form. Before he was tainted by you humans.” Hiei explained.

That caught your attention. A part of you defensive at his words.

“Tainted? It's not like we made him stay.” Like you'd ruined him with your presence.

“No, not directly. That doesn't change the fact you made him weaker. Soft.”

You wanted to question him about what he meant, but the sound of something crashing through the barrier stopped you. All at once the smoke started pouring out. The forcefield itself was destroyed. In a matter of seconds the arena was clear.

In its wake was a red demon with its neck pierced by a sword. Further away was….No. That couldn't be.

“Shuichi?”

You regretted calling out to him as soon as his name left your lips. The silver haired demon’s head snapped towards you. The pair of ears on his head seemed to twitch at your voice.

He was different, so very different from the man you knew. His demeanor felt cold. You briefly remembered what he used to be: a fox. If the ears and tail didn't already give it away. Wild and unpredictable. If your friend was in there, it sure didn't look like it.

You trembled at the intensity from his gaze. He made a gesture with his hand, as if reaching out before you felt the ground give way. You could feel yourself fall back, landing on something soft. You hardly processed yourself moving up until you were about ten feet off the ground. You realized then what you were on top of. A type of giant leaf was carrying you.

What the hell was going on? What was gonna happen to you?

You felt the leaf shift forward, and that was when you decided to call for help. For the one person who would probably know what to do.

"Hiei, help me!” You tried to reach down, but he backed away.

You let out a scream this time as the leaf rushed forward. Kuwabara tried to reach for you, but he was stopped by the three eyed demon.

“What gives!?!? Why aren't you helping them!?!”

“Fool. Don't interfere or you'll wind up dead.”

You couldn't hear them as you were pulled towards the other side of the area. Vaguely aware of Koto’s comments.

“Now this just took an interesting turn! The mystery fighter has taken interest in the human on the field! Is he perhaps looking for his next meal?”

You were at the edge of the arena shaking. It only worsened as who you assumed to be Yoko made his way towards you. Taking slow and meticulous steps. Like a predator stalking it's cornered prey.

Why you?

Why did it have to be you?

Why did you have to go and open your big fat mouth?

Maybe he wasn't satisfied with his previous fight. Wanting to take out whatever pent up aggression he had on you. A human who just so happened to be on the field. His expression hadn't changed once since he set his sights on you. Maybe he really was planning on eating you. It's not like it was against the rules.

He was halfway to you now. You could barely hear over the sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

“We'd really like to move on to the next match now, if you don't mind,” Juri said, now back to normal.

“Quiet.”

One word was all it took to have her trembling.

“Or not! Take your time.”

His voice sounded gruff. Harsher than any tone you'd heard him use. You knew Shuichi, or rather Kurama. The boy who used to give you flowers everyday after school until he got teased for it. The boy who loved his mother more than anything. The boy who you'd never known to like senseless violence. You knew he would never hurt you. Never dream of hurting you. But this…This was not him.

A quarter of the way there.

And then he was right in front of you.

This was Yoko. An infamous demon who’d committed heinous crimes. Far too many to count. Who could kill you with no more than a swipe of his hand. And he probably would. Sharp claws on the end of each fingertip. More than enough to finish you off.

You trembled on top of the giant leaf as his gaze pierced through you. His eyes didn't hold the same warmth as Shuichi's. The familiar emerald green replaced by a faded gold. They were cold. The color so light it held nothing but ice. You continued to shake in front of him. Hoping to catch a glimpse of your best friend.

“Do you fear me, sweetling?” He spoke at last.

Your words were stuck in your throat. Unable to answer him. Fearing what would happen if you didn't.

His hand started to extend out towards you. You'd flinched and closed your eyes at the sudden movement. Expecting the worst. This was it. He was gonna slash your throat. You braced yourself for the inevitable pain…but it never came.

Instead, he'd cupped your cheek. His thumb swiping away a stray tear. An action reminiscent of Shuichi. Your Shuichi.

“You shouldn't. Open your eyes and look at me.”

You could feel your trembling ease up. Was this a game? If it was, should you play along? You didn't know what to think at the moment. If you should relax in his presence or run. But there was something about the way he was cradling your face. It was gentle. So against your better judgment, you opened your eyes. Taking a deep breath as he guided your face up.

You looked into his golden irises in search of your best friend. They weren't as cold this time. Flecks of the emerald you were used to. The softness he looked at you with had returned. Or maybe it had never really left. Your shaking had stopped completely.

“Shuichi?” you called out once more. And this time he'd smiled at you. Somehow managing to get closer into your space. But you couldn't say you minded much. Your relationship had always been touchy.

“We are one in the same. Though it's a shame he hasn't staked his claim on you yet. I will not forgo the opportunity should we meet again.”

Your face scrunched in confusion at his words. Temporary moving out of his grasp.

“What do mean stake his claim?”

His expression turned amused at your question.

“Isn't it obvious? You're ours. Our precious little mate. Shuichi is hesitant to act on his feelings. But I am not.”

You felt the leaf shift down. Letting Yoko once again cup your face. This time guiding you to bump your forehead against his.

“I am yours devotedly until the end of time.”

You could feel your face burning with embarrassment. This whole time he'd liked you. Even in his purest form he was in love with you. Why had you been so scared of losing him?

Because you'd loved him too.

“Do my ears deceive me!?!? He's actually flirting with the human!?!? Well there goes my weekend.”

But this wasn't the place for that. He couldn't be distracted by you here. There was too much at stake. Maybe when this whole tournament was over, you could properly explore these feelings.

He was leaning closer to you.

Would you turn him away if he kissed you now?

You decided the tournament committee could shove it as his lips brushed over yours.

But before they could press down fully, a heavy fog engulfed him. He'd backed away from you. The silhouette of a fox appearing for a brief second. Then it vanished, into a ray of light with one last thing to say.

“Until we meet again, sweetling.”

The light had been so blinding, you had no choice but to look away. When the dust had settled, in front of you was a familiar redhead. His tail and ears completely gone. He'd retained his previous injuries. But other than that, he was fine. He stood in front of you with an unreadable expression.

“Are you kidding me!?!? After all that we didn't even get a proper kiss!!!! Where's the entertainment in that!?!”

All at once his face went red. He was almost never flustered. Then again, his feelings were just aired out to the entire stadium. Your relationship was aired out. You knew he was a private person, so this must've felt humiliating. The cooing from the audience sure as hell didn't help.

He scooped you off of the giant leaf without a word. Surprising you with how easily he picked you up. Clutching you close to him as he made his way off the arena. His face was burning, matching your expression.

“My apologies.” he said quietly.

You could do nothing but put your head between his neck and shoulder. Wanting to hide yourself from everyone's prying eyes.

“It's okay. I didn't mind. I mean, at first you scared me. But once I saw it was really you..” you trailed off.

There was a brief silence before Shuichi spoke again.

“You reciprocated Yoko’s advancements.”

“I reciprocated your advancements.” Because they were one in the same. Although it was a little amusing to see him get jealous of himself.

“I would've let you kiss me too.” you added.

He'd finally reached the end of the area and jumped down with you still in his arms.

“I plan making good on that promise once we finish up here.”

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Me writing this: There's no need for exposition, you can just get to the main plot!"

Also me: THE ROMANCE NEEDS TO BE BELIEVABLE 😫😫😫

Also- WHY DID I MAKE THIS SO LONG 😭

[sadisticyouko]

for @yyh-revival’s spring 2025 prompts ♡ tags: fluff, non-established relationship, is yusuke your friend or something more?

YUSUKE shivered against the cold breeze blowing past the alley behind your apartment. It was 3am. He had work in the morning. And you’re definitely getting an ass beating for this one.

His phone lights up with another message from you. A second later and your front door is squeaking open (he makes a mental note of bringing WD40 next time he’s over) and the sound of your footsteps rings behind him. He doesn’t bother turning around. Yusuke already knows what you’ll be wearing for your late night tryst.

He guesses wrong. He thought you’d be snuggled up in your blanket hoodie, the one with the red clouds and black background you got in the wintertime. He thought your hair would be greasy and you’d be in those stained sweatpants you like so much.

Well, he at least got your hair right.

“See anything yet?” You smile as you shiver next to him. And your face is illuminated by the streetlights near the dumpster, by the azure lights that only glow like that at nighttime. Your bare face, shiny by the goop you like putting on your skin, clean and free from the face you like to put on for the outside world to see. This face, the one in the serene glow of your oil stained alley, belongs only to him.

For now.

Yusuke pouts as his heart races when you meet his gaze. Masks that weakness with his old bully scowl from his grade school days. “This better be some moon.”

Your laugh is light and childish. It sounds like a bare knuckled fist fight against an unexpectedly strong guy. It sounds like his muscles straining against the effort of a training sesh. It sounds like everything he loves in his life and everything he’s not supposed to want.

“I hope so,” and your voice is sweet too. Like victory. Clear and true. “It’s been raining so much, but the fact that there’s a break in the sky means we’ve got a good shot.”

Yusuke looks away from you for a second to fix his gaze back up at the muddled sky. It’s true. Moonbeams break through the cloud patterns, leaving gaps of azure in their wake.

It’s peaceful like this. Staring up at the sky in the middle of the quiet night. He’s glad you dragged him out, moon or no moon, not that he’d ever admit it.

A little gasp escapes you, making ripples in the silence, a smile tugs at yusuke’s face. “There!” You whisper shout, pouting up at the sky and walking a few feet away to the mouth of the alley to get a better look.

“Hey dumbass, there could still be cars!” Yusuke chases after you, standing behind you and in the street in case an unexpected driver goes by. He’s been down the roadkill road before, but he’d be damned if he let you even feel the breeze of it.

“Oh my god.” Your voice is full of awe, full of wonder. Yusuke finally breaks his stare away from the road, away the back of his —your, worn leather jacket, to look up at the lightened sky.

“Oh shit.” And it’s a vibrant, saturated sunset color reflected off the surface of the moon. Orange and red, a burning copper with a marigold ring. It’s a planet on fire. A chunk of cold space rock burning bright.

It’s a kind of out of body experience Yusuke hasn’t had in so long. The sudden awareness of his being here, right now. Ten toes to the earth and stale alleyway air in his lungs. And the moment strikes him as an awakening. As if suddenly coming out of a daze and coming back into his body.

His eyes break away from the red moon as it takes a breather behind a passing cloud.

You turn around to face him. All smiles in that worn leather jacket. All smiles and luminescent between the clouds and the corners of his lips.

“Are you okay?” Your worry permeates through your skin, he can see it bouncing off you in little waves that flutter in the moonlight.

He swallows. “Yeah,” his voice is rough to his own ears. He clears his throat and tries again, unable to break your stare as something that once was hollow suddenly stirs to life inside him. “Yeah, I’m… yeah.”

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[inside-lees-mind]

Hiei sneaks in your bedroom window at night.

Sometimes you pretend not to notice the signs he’d stopped by. Something moved slightly from where you know you put it or a footprint because he didn’t realize his shoes were muddy. You’d curse him a little for never taking his shoes off, but you’d be a bit frightened if he actually did. After all, it’s Hiei. He’s a demon and any of your human customs, like simply removing your shoes at the door—or in his case, window—are foreign to him.

He’d never leave the window open or forget to draw the curtains back. Hiei was hell bent against you recognizing his affections. He’d never want to be seen as soft, as human, but you plague his mind more than he will admit. He’s busy in demon world, and isn’t too fond of the human world, but you bring him back every time.

At night, he’d sneak in through the window beside your bed. His feet poised on the window ledge, his eyes fixed on you, and the sweetest smile of which nobody has ever been lucky enough to see on his face. His heart beating so fast it honestly makes him sick. He hates how weak he gets around you. It only makes him dig his heels into the dirt more. He keeps you at arms length, but checks on you frequently. He likes to do so in person when he can, but more often than not, it’s with his jagan eye.

He won’t admit his feelings unless you just figure it out on your own. He doesn’t feel like he’s the person you want, or the person you need. He hates to see you too close to Kurama or someone else, but part of him feels like you deserve somebody better than him. And if he knows this, why can’t he give you up? Why is he waiting around?

It sickens him that he doesn’t even understand himself because of you. He’s quick to bite at you for simple things, as if being mean would keep you far from the truth. And since he can’t stand how he’s afraid of what you’ll think of him, he comes when you aren’t able to perceive him or his actions at all. You’re fast asleep, a few feet away, and, at least as he believes, unsuspecting to his presence.

But you know damn well he was there.

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Hello! Thank you for requesting!

I Hope this is of your liking!

Let me know what you think!

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He would never, ever admit he likes you.

That is because A) he is not very sure himself about this strange feeling. B) he is too prideful.

But that doesn't mean he won't act like!

You may noticed Hiei being around more often, instead of just chilling in a corner, he would just be chilling in a corner near you.

If you are not a fighter he will complain a lot when you tag along, he may come off as mean saying stuff like " you will only get in the way", but in truth he is worried af.

And yes, Kurama will catch up on that and tease him.

Which will make him flustered and annoyed.

If you are a fighter, he is proud of your abilities and watches your battles very closely.

He is ready to jump in, if needed.

If you get hurt he gets angry and very worried, probably asks for Kurama to check on you.

Lowkey enjoy tag battles with you.

Regardless of the situation, like i said earlier, he tend to sound meanier with you.

Which will make you upset, but as soon as he notice you are upset he will pout a bit.

Boy is confused. He doesn't know why he doesn't you in trouble, but also wants you around, but then, again, the gang is trouble.

If you happen to cry or feel terribly upset because of something he said, he will feel very very bad about it.

Hiei will apologize in his own fashion, by dropping something you like while you sleep or not paying attention.

He may also pat your head, is a "i am sorry" sign.

He is oddly always at an arm's length.

Whenever you need him or he judges you need him he is there like magic.

He also gets very happy when you are cheering for him, it makes him feel more proud!

Also likes when you take care of him, but will act like you are a drama queen.

Boy melts away if you get along with Yukina.

Its like everything he ever wanted right there.

Hiei trusts his sister with you, to protect her.

In case you don't fight, he trusts you to keep her company and be her friend. Is that odd coming from him? Yes, but Yukina seems happy and you look happy and he can see both of you in one go.

He finds you absolutly adorable too. Sometimes Kurama and Yusuke caught him smilling at you.

You gotta be fast and sneaky to se it though!

If you ever want something from him you will need to confess yourself.

How he will react? Well, he will become a nervous mess and won't say anything, but will blush furiously.

He will just pat your head and hang out around you even more.

Even will allow you to lean on him or he will nap on your lap.

But not in front of someone else, especially Kurama and Yusuke, nope.

All in all, Hiei isn't big on showing affection or telling you he cares with words. But he does show it on his own little way!

He likes that he can let his guard down around you, that his safe with you.

He loves there is home to return to and trust me, he will always return !

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Thank you for reading!

I feel like this was a bit short? Sorry!

[hottiehiei]

- Kisses with Hiei

Ever wondered what it’s like to kiss a demon?

gender neutral. all about kissing ;) sfw.

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𓆩⟡𓆪 When the relationship is still fresh, Hiei holds off on physical touch. The last thing he wants is to rush into something unfamiliar. Don’t get me wrong, Hiei is fairly confident. He will face any challenge head-on, no matter how unsure he may be. However, it’s different with you. He’d rather wait for the right moment and make sure you’re ready before making a huge jump.

𓆩⟡𓆪 That said, the moment he notices your gaze lingering on his lips, he knows exactly what you’re craving. But, like the devil he is, Hiei doesn’t oblige immediately. He takes pleasure in seeing you needy. There’s no use hiding your inner desires. Nothing can slip past him.

𓆩⟡𓆪 The first kiss will be on his terms. Somewhere in his favorite hideout spots, like the forest or near the ocean side. After sitting in comfortable silence, he suddenly leans over and plants a gentle kiss on your lips. This is his way of testing the waters, getting that final confirmation that you're okay with his advances. When you respond with a shy smile, he follows up with another kiss. Then another…and another…until it gets a bit heavier.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Learning how to kiss was easy enough. Hiei simply went with what felt right, and after a while, it became second nature. His slender fingers will tilt your chin at the perfect angle, keeping you locked in place. His lips are slow and firm. Any faster, and you’d be overwhelmed by his sheer hunger for you. Try not to whimper when kissing him. It’s the easiest way to rile him up, and he can kiss for hours.

𓆩⟡𓆪 He loves taking you by surprise. Seeing that dazed look on your face after he steals your breath away— priceless. You’re in the palm of his hands, unable to detect his next move. He can go days without kissing, and then one random afternoon, you’re trapped in a passionate kiss that leaves you in a total trance.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Hiei will never give in when you actually want him to. If you’re desperate for a kiss, you’ll have to take the initiative. Pull him by the collar and crash your lips onto his! He absolutely loves it and will probably smirk into the kiss. He also likes for you to outrightly ask for it (especially if you’re the shy type).

𓆩⟡𓆪 If you want to take the lead while kissing, you’ll have to fight for it. He’s a dom, but if you’re determined to overpower him, he allows it. He enjoys power play, but take caution—he doesn’t back down easily.

𓆩⟡𓆪 After every kiss, Hiei ensures that you’re satisfied. If your lips aren't wet and full, he goes right back in.

𓆩⟡𓆪 On rare occasions, Hiei will bring you to an empty room to sneak in a kiss. If you’ve been teasing him all day, then this is his way of shutting you up. Or, if you haven’t seen each other in a while, he might feel the urge to be alone with you. But again, it’s rare. Hiei has a good amount of self-control and patience. He’d rather wait than risk being caught by loudmouths like Yusuke and Kuwabara.

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extra:

He likes to kiss the back of your hand, sometimes in greeting or just because he feels like it. He's a total gentleman, okay?

If you manage to catch him by surprise with a kiss of your own, he will be dumbfounded for a minute or two and then blush.

[anime-fan-05]

love your writing. youre awesome. you don't have to but if if you could could you make yuyu hakusho characters x reader who's into cute dresses, make up, skin and haircare routines, stuffed animals collections and girly things. would they be accepting of her, find her annoying, join her or what do you think? plz

Yu Yu Hakusho ~With a very feminine reader~

Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Thank you very much for the compliment! I personally didn't know which characters you meant exactly, so I created the headcanon with the main 4 and Koenma. If you also want someone else, write to me privately and I'll include them.

U. Yusuke

He thinks you're very adorable, but he'll never join you in hair and skin care

However, he really enjoys putting on your makeup, even if he often messes up your face

When you come back from the hairdresser with your hair cut or from the beautician with your nails done, he's always playing dumb that doesn't notice anything; however, after seeing you were offended, he compliments you ("I noticed it, (Y/N). You look great.")

Whenever he can, he buys you cute stuffed animals or accessories, such as necklaces and bracelets or rubber bands and hair clips

He also gives you nice clothes if he can buy them for you, and, if you wear them, he'll blush deeply and turn his head away so you can't see his huge blush

K. Kazuma

He's probably the person who accepts you the most

Are you wearing a nice outfit? "You're so cute, (Y/N)!" Have you groomed or cut your hair? "You look great, darling!" Did you wear makeup? "You're so gorgeous! You look great without makeup, but you're beautiful even like that!"

He goes to the game room a lot of times to win stuffed animals for you; when he wins nothing, he sulks all day ("Sorry, I won nothing..." "Kazuma, you don't have to give me a stuffed animal a day, don't worry!")

You two often do skin care together, but don't tell Yusuke this or he'll make fun of Kazuma for life

To give you gifts, he often asks Keiko for advice, as he considers his sister to be one of the least feminine women in existence (Shizuru always gets angry when he points this out to her)

Kurama

He finds it very cute you always get dressed up, but he often tells you you're beautiful, even without accessories or luxurious clothes

He always, always notices when you do something different to your hair, nails or face ("Have you done anything to your hair/nails/face? You're very beautiful, (Y/N).")

Probably, you two do hair care together: you're the only person wh's allowed to care for his hair

When you wear cute clothes, he blushes slightly and looks at you affectionately and meanwhile Youko stirs inside him

He sometimes lets you find cute stuffed animals or accessories on your bed, and then he pretends he didn't put them there ("That? No, I didn't give it to you.")

Hiei

He doesn't understand you: he can't understand why you care yourself so much, and he refuses to join you if you ask him this

Despite this, one day, after seeing his sister getting her hair done by Kazuma (Hiei wanted to kill him), he decided he would do the same to you: so, he combs your hair every morning

For a while, he never gave you accessories or stuffed animals, since he thought they were useless; however, everything changed when, one day, he gave you a hair clip he had found during a mission, and he saw your happiness born from that small gesture

"I found it lying around and I thought only a person like you could wear that horror."

This is what he says every time he gives you something to wear, but it's clear he does it because he loves seeing you smile and seeing you with what he steals buys

Koenma

Like Kazuma, he also compliments you when you change your appearance, changing your hairstyle or wearing different and nice clothes every time

You two do skin treatment together: he always claims your hands have the power to make his skin soft ("Only (Y/N) can touch my face! Only she has magic hands!")

He gives you everything you want: have you seen a nice hairpin? You'll find it in your room. Have you expressed your desire for a dress? It'll be yours immediately

He forces his subordinates to have their hair or make-up done whenever you want poor Jorge

When he can (once a day), he gives you a stuffed animal

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