#Kurapika

[strangemonochromes]

Hunter x Hunter // Yoshihiro Togashi

#hxh #manga cap #kurapika #neon nostrade #yoshihiro togashi #hunter x hunter

[snoopcar]

living on rage

#hxh #kurapika #my art

[ihatealimore]

Lover, You Should've Come Over

(word count: 1.432) (angst, comfort)

Sitting alone in the dim room, Kurapika finds himself consumed by a painful wave of regret. His hands curl into fists at his sides, fingernails digging dents into his skin as he thinks about (Y/N). A beautiful woman with sharp eyes that saw right through him.

"I pushed her away," He mutters to himself, the extent of his actions weighing on him heavily, "I was so concerned about dragging her down with me... I didn't consider what it would do to her."

The memories of their past together begin to seep into his mind like venom spreading its poison throughout an unsuspecting body. Their laughter echoing through empty halls, the way she'd playfully tugged on a lock of his blonde hair whenever they sparred together. Each memory brings forth another flood of bitter sorrow that gnaws at the edges of Kurapika's already damaged heart.

"She deserved better," He whispers hoarsely against the icy silence that wraps around him, "And I... I couldn't give it to her."

The taste of regret is sour on his tongue, but nothing stings more than remembering how (Y/N) had looked at him when he walked away, pure understanding reflected in those knowing eyes. A silent acceptance that cut deeper than any blade.

"(Y/N)," Kurapika breathes out, the name slipping from his lips like a prayer. 

His gaze focuses on the empty space before him as if he could summon her back with just his longing.

"I'm sorry. I should've stayed," He murmurs quietly into the stillness of the room, shame lacing every word, "I miss you..."

A strained sigh escapes Kurapika's lips, his eyes dull and filled with sorrow, "If only I could see her again..." His voice trails off into a broken whisper, the words hanging stubbornly in the stagnant air surrounding him.

He would give anything to see those bright eyes again, to see her smiling at him so tenderly, to feel the warmth of her skin against his own. The pain plaguing him seems unending, spiraling deeper within his chest with every passing second.

His hand instinctively moves towards where he imagines (Y/N) might be sitting if she were here, an empty gesture aimed at filling a void he himself had created. He misses everything about her, her stubbornness, her recklessness...

But most importantly, how understanding she was, even when things didn't make sense.

"I'll do whatever it takes," Kurapika declares quietly as if making a vow to himself, "I just want another chance."

The blonde-haired man's hand hovers over his phone, a deep sigh leaving his lips. He contemplates calling her, the weight of his decision making his heart pound louder in his chest. His fingers itch to dial her number, a series of digits he had memorized by heart.

The screen glows softly in the dim room, casting an eerie light onto Kurapika's face as he scrolls through his contacts until (Y/N)'s name comes into view. Her contact picture is one they'd taken together during happier times, both of them smiling so brightly that their joy seems almost tangible.

His thumb hovers over her name for what feels like an eternity, every second amplifying the heavy silence encompassing him. The fear gripping at him feels strong and suffocating. What if she doesn't answer? Worse yet... What if she does?

"(Y/N)..." He says under his breath, steeling himself before finally pressing down on her contact information.

As he brings the phone up to his ear, Kurapika bites down hard on his lip. He can taste the metallic tang of blood dripping into his mouth but he barely registers it. All he can focus on is the rhythmic beating of a dial tone, a stark contrast to his erratic heartbeat.

His grip tightens around the device as every passing second becomes a harsh reminder of how much time had been wasted, how many words were left unsaid, and how many actions were done out of fear instead of love. His breath hitches when after several agonizing moments, her voicemail greeting plays.

But even just hearing her recorded voice gives him a brief sense of reprieve, grounding him back to reality from where regret and pain drag him deep within its clutches. It isn't enough though. He needs more than just echoes of her voice trapped in a digital recording.

Hearing the beep indicating it's time to leave a message, Kurapika takes in a deep breath before speaking. His voice quivers slightly, but he presses on, "(Y/N)... It's me, Kurapika."

He pauses for a moment, gathering his thoughts before continuing.

"I know I'm probably the last person you want to hear from right now but... I miss you."

The words taste bitter on his tongue, an admission of guilt and longing wrapped together.

There's another tension-filled pause before he finally lets out what had been gnawing at him all night long, "Please come over. I need to see you..."

With that final plea hanging heavily in between them, even if she isn't there physically, he ends the call. His phone drops back onto his lap as he leans back into his chair, letting out a sigh full of uncertainty and vulnerability.

She may not come... But at least now she knows how desperate he is without her.

After what felt like an eternity of waiting, Kurapika had begun to lose hope. The silence is deafening and doubt claws at his insides with a vengeance. He spends the passing hours aimlessly pacing around his apartment, trying to distract himself from constantly glancing towards his phone.

When he hears a subtle knock echo through the room, the Kurta freezes in place, heart pounding fiercely against his ribcage as he makes way to the door.

Dread and anticipation swirls within him as he gently pulls open the door, revealing (Y/N) standing there under dimly lit hallway lights, her silhouette creating shadows that dance across her features.

For a moment, it seems as if time itself has stopped, everything silent except for their shallow breaths mixing together in sync before he finally releases an audible sigh of relief.

"Kurapika?" Her voice is filled with surprise, and before she can utter another word, he has already thrown his arms around her. His grip is tight, a desperate hold born out of fear that if he lets go even slightly, she'll disappear.

He buries his face into the crook of her neck, every inch of him attempting to memorize her, the way she feels against him, the faint scent of her hair mixing with the outside air lingering on her clothes.

A shaky breath escapes him as he tries to gain control over his racing heart, albeit in vain, because now that she's here within his reach again... He doesn't want to let go.

"Kurapika?" She echoes and the sound of her voice, so close and filled with concern, causes something warm to bloom in his chest. As she returns his embrace and begins to rub soothing circles on his back, he feels a few of the knots in his stomach start to unravel.

"You sounded... Unwell in your voicemail. Are you okay?" Her words resound through him, genuine worry laced into each syllable.

"I..." He swallows hard as he draws back just enough to look at her, meeting those beautiful eyes that hold nothing but sincerity, "I've been better," It isn't a lie but it doesn't feel like the whole truth either.

"I can tell," She replies quietly.

He lets out another trembling breath before tightening his hold around her again, not ready yet to fully face what's been haunting him for so long without having her close.

For now, he wants to linger in her arms. Holding onto her as if she's his lifeline, Kurapika allows himself to sink deeper into her embrace, her comforting warmth seeping through the fabric of his clothes and into his cold existence.

He presses his face further into the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent deeply, "Just let me hold you for a bit longer," He murmurs against her flesh, hoping she'll understand just how much he needs this right now.

"Okay, I'm not going anywhere," She whispers against his ear, the softness of her voice flowing into him and further calming his anxious thoughts.

Kurapika's heart constricts at her promise, gratitude washing over him in waves. He tightens his hold on her further, as if conveying all the unspoken emotions through this one gesture.

He doesn't know how long they stood there in silence, time seeming to lose its grip on him as he simply allows himself to exist within this comforting bubble with her by his side... And for once, it feels okay to let down the walls around him even if it is just for a little while.

This feels like home to him, something he thought he had lost forever.

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh x reader #romance #hunter x hunter x reader #writing #kurapika #kurapika x reader #kurapika oneshot #idk if this is any good lol #tried to be poetic

[keep-amount-day]

#Adora #water #assassination classroom #kurapika #footgoddess #maccready #oregon #dr stone #Street wear #korean food #mens style #breaking bad #karmagisa #places #raeda

[them-suggest]

https://mindy-436.szhdyy.com.cn/w/PJcAgvy

#beer #feedee belly #dio brando #mind break #Albert Einstein #y2k #Katherine McNamara #shakespeare #pietro maximoff #bates motel #assassination classroom #kurapika #footgoddess

[nettlemirror]

judgment chain ⛓️‍💥

#art #hxh #hxh fanart #hxh kurapika #kurapika #my art

[lovehunterxhakusho]

#hunter x hunter #yu yu hakusho #hiei #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #yyh #yusuke urameshi #killua #kurama #hxh #yuyu hakusho #kazuma kuwabara #leorio paladiknight #kurapika

[morphodae]

🌼 Cat!Hybrid!Kurapika x Reader ≽^•⩊•^≼

CW: short headcanon format, general, fluff, a bit suggestive as well (16+ ONLY!!)

You were just an average person trying to make your way in York New, doing your best to survive and nurture your passions.

You never had any extraordinary nen abilities, so you usually took odd jobs here and there to help pay for your higher education courses. It was hard living on your own in a shabby apartment in a questionable side of town, but, you made do with what you had and tried to make it as homey as possible.

You left the house when you had to, or when you felt the need to get out and get some fresh air at a local park. Today, was one of those days.

After spending ample time taking in the greenery, flora, and fauna on of the city park, you notice the sky turning darker; indicating a sunset was soon to follow.

On the way back, you take a shortcut through a large alleyway; as you weren’t yet ready to let the balmy day end so soon. You nearly walk past an odd-looking, worn box on your way by. Only after hearing a small ‘meow’ do you turn around and bend to the ground by the box.

A tiny, fuzzy head pops out to greet you. Its eyes are a light brown-grey and its head tilts as if to study you. It has blond and white markings on its fur and you can tell its a full-grown cat, but just small for its age.

You cautiously extend your hand to the creature and it stares at your hand, then back at you. When it can’t find whatever it’s looking for, it places its paw into your open palm and you nearly die right then and there from the cuteness.

You talk to the cat, even knowing it’s silly, but you want to earn its trust. Your landlord never mentioned anything about some sort of pet rule since he was so absent all the time and nothing was written in the lease, so you debated bringing the cute kitty home with you.

Despite how silly you felt, you ask the observant kitty if it would like to come home with you. Instead of answering, it hops into your lap and continues staring up at you with hopeful yet analytical eyes. You coo over the creature and pet it softly. After scooping it in your arms and doing a quick peek, you determine that your new kitty friend is a boy!

You’d definitely have to do some brainstorming on names, but for now, you have a cat to take care of! And the first order of business was going to the store and purchasing supplies for him.

After the supplies are purchased and you return safely to your apartment, you begin setting up his bed, scratching post, litter box, place his toys in an extra bin you found lying around, and plop on the couch. Oddly enough, the cat doesn’t explore your small apartment like you thought he would. Instead, he seems content just looking around and observing you and his surroundings.

As time passed, your kitty friend became less wary of you and would sometimes seek you out of his own accord. The name you decided on for him was Vanilla. The reaction you got from him once you told him his name was priceless; he gave you a skeptic look but continued grooming himself right after.

Vanilla never seemed thrilled to be around anything or anyone, except for you. He nearly scratched the veterinarian to death when you took him on his first vet visit. Even with his reserved disposition, he definitely showed his care in a reserved way, but you weren’t complaining. You enjoyed his company and hoped that he enjoyed yours after adopting him off the street.

One day, you had a horrible day at work once coworkers reminded you of how lonely you and weak you were, and you wound up crying and venting to Vanilla as you sat on your bed and hugged your pillow for comfort. At that moment, Vanilla ended up walking up to you, rubbing against you and purred for the first time since you took him in. It only made you cry harder, but not out of sadness. When that happened, Vanilla seemed to peer up at you with a worried ‘mrow’? But you assured him that you were grateful he was around and even wished he were real! For now, you were okay that he warmed up to you and supported you in his own little way.

Eventually, you fell asleep after a night of crying and woke up to an odd weight on your upper body. You knew that Vanilla curled up under your chin before you went to bed, but this type of weight was different since he was a smaller cat that didn’t weigh much.

Well…… imagine the surprise when you finally open your eyes to see an entire man on top of you! Strands of blond hair cover his face and your movements stir him awake as familiar brown-grey eyes blink blearily at you.

After a mini freak out from both of you, the man explains that he’s the one you’ve been caring for, he is “Vanilla.” Except… his real name is Kurapika from the Kurta clan; someone and something you’d never heard of before. Once he is able to successfully calm you down and explain that he’s apparently a Hunter who was turned into a cat-hybrid temporarily by an enemy’s nen ability, you pinch your arm to see if you’re actually dreaming or not.

It’s too surreal! Handsome men certainly don’t just fall out of the sky, turn into a cat, then turn back into a human right on top of you! You’ve read many mangas and fan fictions but the fact that this was reality was a bit too shocking first thing in the morning. Still, you suppose it could be far worse and Kurapika seemed to be an honest and kind person who wouldn’t harm you at all.

The man now known as Kurapika apologizes up and down and you eventually accept it as the truth. The funny part is, he’s still propped on his arms hovering over you and you are below him. The reality truly sinks in when you feel an innocuous hardness pressing at your leg. You two stare at each other with wide eyes as realization sets in for him; he’s suddenly sputtering out apologies left and right and attempts to shift off of you completely. You quickly cut him off with a very impromptu kiss to his lips.

You two separate after several minutes of sporadic, clumsy kissing and stare at each other while catching your breaths. You are also about to apologize for kissing him so suddenly before he smiles softly at you and gives you one more kiss.

“Thank you. I have harbored feelings for you for months since you took me in. I’m glad that my first kiss was with you. With this situation, I’m certain we have a lot to talk about. However, that can wait. Since I’m technically still affected with cat-hybrid genes from that nen user’s ability, perhaps we could — take care of some more… basic instincts that I have?”

With a smirk, you wrap your arms around his neck and slowly lead him back down to another round of kisses. “I’d be more than happy to help.”

#kurapika x reader #kurapika hxh #hxh kurapika #kurapika #x reader #hxh fanfic #hxh fluff #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x reader #hxh drabble #hxh #hunter x hunter #kurapika kurta #Kurapika kurta x reader #anime #anime x reader #anime fluff

[lovesickbugs]

girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever

#kaz brekker #nico di angelo #will herondale #bucky barnes #julian blackthorn #wylan van eck #wei wuxian #percy jackson #kit herondale #xie lian #edward elric #kurapika #sirius black

[exilley]

"Doomed by the narrative" is sexy and all but i think the narrative wanting to save a character who is utterly set on dooming themselves isnt as much of a thing and it's so good as a concept

#kurapika #this is about HIM. but please derail. i want to know if there are any more #codeword: ohayou #exilley's diary #oc tag

[cocoabell]

i drew my fave boi

#my art #hunter x hunter #hxh #hxh fanart #hxh kurapika #kurapika #kurapika kurta #i wonder what my followers think when they stumble on my page #im sorry im terribly inconsistent with style #posting #and fandoms #anyway maybe one day ill learn how to be active in a way that matters #cocoabell doodles

[zurenie]

ok i really liked this one it hit hard for inspo

drop some hcs here and i might draw em :)

#art #small artist #gon freecss #hunter x hunter #hxh #killua zoldyck #hxh brainrot #kurapika #leorio paladiknight #killugon #hxh fanart #hunter x hunter fanart #hxh hcs #hunter x hunter headcanons #zurenie draws hcs #zurenie hxh hcs

[chrollc]

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh anime #hxh art #hxh fanart #kurapika #kurapika kurta #hxh kurapika #kurapika fanart #hunter x hunter fanart #phantom troupe #hxh manga #hxh gif #hxh 2011 #hxh chrollo #hunter x hunter manga #hxh gon #hxh killua #hxh 1999

[drrba]

friend-shaped guys

#hunter x hunter #hxh #gon freecss #killua zoldyck #kurapika #leorio paladiknight #was supposed to post this on sep. 1st buuuuut i unfortunately was a bit late #better late than never tho #i love them a lot #will they ever reunite again #who knows #art

[turtledotjpeg]

kurapika remembers when gon was small

#they grow up so fast 🥲 #hxh #hunter x hunter #kurapika #gon freecss #killua zoldyck #leorio paladiknight #prompted by the realization that kurapika might be the shortest of the main 4 someday #although short gon is also good. he can be small and mighty #greed island server prompt

[verytiredrn]

wooooo kurapika day 💛

#hxh #kurapika