#killua...........killu</3

[yahuuchan]

~Cozy night~

Warning: whispering lewd things, gentle sex, fluff, pet names, slight use of electro, riding.

Note: sorry guys if i am not posting often I am not getting any ideas. And of course there will be nsfw in my content. If you feel uncomfortable please click off.

Gon and killua will be aged up to 18+

It was a chill night....the breeze was so soothing and chill as gon was laying on his stomach on the bed reading some sort of book.

The door was opened revealing killua. Gon took a glance at the silver haired boy

"had dinner?" Asked the raven haired boy

"yep" killua flopped on the bed beside him as he looks at the ceiling thinking something

"you should first eat before training." Gon said closing his book as he looked at killua. He hummed and kept starring at the ceiling, gon rolled closer to him and plants a kiss on his cheek. Killua turned his head towards him and cupped his cheek pulling him to a warm kiss. They stayed like that for a minute and pulled away

"we haven't done anything we have been so busy training everyday and going on missions...I never had any time alone.. with you.." killua blushed while telling this. Gon chuckled and nodded "that's true.."

Killua immediately got up and glares at gon "well it's because of you! your not allowing us to have some fun even at night!" Killua complained.

Gon got up as well "we need to focus on our upcoming mission killua! Your being so cool with it."

"it's not a big deal at all.." killua Muttered harshly and rolled his eyes.

"don't mutter killua. If I did something with you then you will get immediately very horny and fuck the hell out of me and then for the next four days I can't even walk!" Gon spatted as killua face flushed

"w-w-well...past in the past."

Gon gave him a 'are you serious?' look "you are still doing it in the present too." Killua laughed nervously scratching his head

Gon kissed killua on lips and pulled away taking a look at his beautiful face "it's too hard for me to resist your beauty" killua face flushed as he looked away "oh shut up.."

He slowly looks back and grabbed his waist and pulled him on top of him and kissed his cheek and lips. They both enjoyed the kiss..he brought his lips lower to his neck and licking and biting his soft neck trying not to be hard as gon panted a wave of pleasure sends through his body he bit his lip closing his eyes giving himself to killua.

Killua continued his work of art and kept biting and licking his sensitive spots that he had already memorized in his mind. His neck is full of marks claiming it has his property. He softly laid him on the bed as he got on top of him...

"gon..I love you" he whispered as gon can feel his hot breath on his ear he smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him closer "I love you too killua..."

Killua smirked gon knows he is upto something. Killua licked his thighs as he pierced his sharp teeth into the sensitive spot. Gon gasped as he moaned in pleasure "ngh~~ killu-" killua bites all the sensitive spots he know as he licked his lips hungrily

He liked it how the area instantly turns purple he knows out of all the body parts gons thighs was the most sensitive part he will always squirm whenever he touch it. He gripped his thighs as he swirled his tongue around the bruised spot

Killua stops and took off his shirt and tossed around the room his eight pack was flashing gon blushed and smirked he can never get tired of this view

Killua puts on a smug face "enjoying the view?" Killua asked as there was a cockiness in his tone "you bet I am." Killua chuckled as he heard this. He slowly reached for gons shorts and removed it carefully from his leg and drops it on the floor..

Killua grunted from the view. He licks off the pre-cum on his tip and puts the length into his mouth and sucked the "3 inch dick" (sorry I had to) killua swirled his tongue around it teasing him in every way as gon moaned loudly and squirmed gripping the bed sheets

"ahh mhmm~ killu-ahh~" gon moaned his name as he was about to cum killua fastened his speed and kept sucking it faster. Before gon can warn him he came all over his mouth killua waste no shit and gulped all of it and licked his lip gon let out a exhale in relief as he was already so sweaty

"I am not done." Killua said as gon eyes opened and looks at him killua smirked and gets all their remaining clothes off

Gon drools at the sight of killua's dick it was like 12 inches or something. He wanted to waste no time he just wants to take the whole length into his mouth until he choke

"get up" killua demanded as gon obeys like the good pet he is. He got on his knees both of their dick is bulging. Gon stroked his dick as killua let out a deep moan his pre-cum was already dripping down. Gon shoved the whole thing inside his mouth sucking he gently sucked it at first but then fastened his speed killua moaned in pleasure as he gripped his messy hair and shoving it deeper gon almost choked but he did not care he want to be his mans bitch like he is right now.

After a couple of minutes killua came into his mouth as gon licked his lip his face is splattered with cum.

Killua smirked "you look beautiful with that face"

Killua pushed gon on the bed and looks at gons butthole "hmm..they are already wet enough." Killua stroked his dick one or two times as he carefully slides his dick in gon gasped and wrapped his arms killua neck tightly biting his lip from preventing noises coming out of his mouth. After they fully in killua gave a signal if he could start gon slowly nods as killua starts to gently thrusting in and out gon moaned louder as his saliva is dripping on the side

Killua touched his cheek "I will be gentle okay? I don't want you to complain again in the morning"

Killua thrusts in and out in a gentle speed gon was really enjoying the amount of pleasure. It feels like heaven he likes it how killua is pretty gentle with him well for only now...but still he would also love killua to fuck him roughly. He wants to be killua's slut.

Killua leaned in and whispered "whose bitch are you?"

"k-k-killua..."

"I think you used the wrong name darling.."

Killua took out and slammed in deeper gon gasped and moaned from the sudden pleasure

"ahhh!~~i-i am sorry m-master.."

"I can't hear you."

"master!"

"louder tell me who is your master!"

"killua! Your my master I love you so much I am your slut only!" Gon moaned out loudly as he panted and arched his back. Killua smirks satisfiedly.

Killua suddenly flipped them now gon is on top. "W-w-wait killua i-i can't" gon tried to explain killua he can't but killua shut him by kissing him gently on the lips

"come on babe." Gon slowly starts riding him he is very slow he can't do it at the amount of pleasure he is receiving right now. Gon thrusted into his cock as his face was so red and sweaty clearly putting on a slut face as killua enjoyed seeing such a slutty face as he groaned and moaned.

Gon nails digged deep into killua's chest turning red as he kept doing it. Warm tears flows as killua licked his tears "shhh..." He whispered some lewd things into his ear that causes gon to orgasm over and over.

Gon gasped suddenly out of the blue he felt something in him...slight electric shocks were sending as he glanced at killua who put on a cocky smile. Gon grunted his teeth as he closed his eyes...he can't believe he is using his nen right now. But he kind of likes it ...he likes it how it doubles the pleasure he is already in right now every single shock makes him quiver and moan deeply I guess new kink unlocked.

Killua pulled gon down and hungrily kissed him his touch exploring every inch of his mouth "your doing a good job baby.." killua whispered as he pets his head. gon whimpered as he thrusted into his dick in a lot faster motion killua grunted as he grabbed gons waist and grips it tightly

He grabs his waist and lifting him and slammed deeply as gon moaned loudly

"be quiet if you don't wanna wake anyone up~" killua said as he hungrily thrusted

They both were gonna reach their climax. Killua stopped thrusting and came right inside gon feels so satisfied and was happy to be filled with his love liquid.

Gon laid beside him very tiredly and closed his eyes killua pulled him closer and planted a kiss on his forehead and kissed his cheek

Killua finally feels satisfied after months of missing this pleasure.

#killua zoldyck #hxh headcanons #hxh #killugon #smut #gon freecss

[hysokaz]

i kinda notice sometimes how killua chooses to put himself in the background. like he wants to be an after thought, like he either doesnt feel like hes important enough to be first, or like he doesnt WANT to be first (maybe hes tired of being seen as "special" for being an heir, and likes being "second-place"?) if something happens, the first thing he does is look at gon for a reaction. i dont know what hes thinking but i can definitely guess

is he checking on gons feelings before his own, putting himself behind someone else?

is he looking for a cue on what to say? how to feel? how he should react and present himself?

does killua rely on gon to gain a sense of a proper reaction? is he not confident on his own feelings that he has to look at his best friend to know what he should be feeling?

when theyre both asked something, its mostly gon whos the one to reply first. killua has been going along with what gon does for the majority of the series, that much is true, but when it comes to the chimera ant for example, he waits for gon to answer each time if they want to go deeper into the mess of the NGL. killua obviously thinks for himself, its not like hes incapable, but, i think that if gon wasnt there then 90% of the things he does normally he wouldnt have.

i just dont think that killua wouldve cared about the chimera ants, or greed island, or heavens arena for that matter, yorknew, nothing. its all gon. i guess that it does signify growth that they eventually separate (at least for a while) and they both have their own goals that are just for them. but i guess it also makes me a bit sad.

i wonder how differently itd be if the one who followed wouldve been gon. i dont even know what killua wouldve WANTED to do with his freedom if he wouldnt have had gon to look to.

maybe silva wouldve been right.

maybe he wouldve just gotten bored and come back.

killua needs a reason, or more clearly a person, to do things for. he just cant seem to do them for himself. it can be his best friend or his little sisters- he still has to figure out one day that he cant depend on others to find a reason to live his own life.

im afraid that one day hes not going to be able to look at someone for guidance on what hes supposed to be doing; one day he wont have someone who could "distract" him from the life he was raised in and he'll have to go into the world alone without a purpose.

i dont want his family to be right. i dont want killua to go back

#this kid needs a hug seriously :( #i havent gotten to allu/nanikas part yet but . from what ive seen its clear hes living and going on his way for his sisters not for himself #its always about someone else #i think i wouldve loved to see him and kurapika interact more they. really understand each other. i think things like the tricktower really #showed that specialyl when he was trying to get leorio off kurapikas back #they both need to find a sense of purpose thats their own they cant depend on other people or one day #itll go really bad :( #mahefmjgs #killua...........killu</3 #hxh #killua zoldyck

[askkittykilluandpuppygon]

#hxh #gon #killua #anon #((Killu appreciates that out of nowhere hug Gon :3))

[giggly-squiggily]

If I’m able to request another HxH because I’ve been craving tickles for the fandom lately 💖 I’d love something with lee Killua and ler Kurapika or Leorio? Maybe he feels left out because Gon always gets affection but one of them or both were afraid of making him uncomfortable. So they give him some gentle tickles to make him feel part of the family 💖The sentence could be, “You’re part of the family just as much as Gon is. Do you need a hug?”

Hope you’re doing good and remember to eat a snack and drink some water! Here’s my payment ✨

Ahhhh my babies! 🥺🥺🥺 And Kurapika! Thank you friend! This was so fun to make! I’ve gotcha covered! Remember to stay hydrated aswell! :)

@duckymcdoorknob some Angst with a fluffy ending for the soul :3

Killua was jealous.

He hated himself for it.

“Guhuhuhuhihuhuys! Ahehahahhhahaha!” The green-clad boy was a mess of laughter, trapped in Kurapika’s arms as Leorio tickled him playfully. Killua didn’t know what ended Gon up in that predicament, probably some light teasing at Leorio.

This had become a regular occurrence of the three.

Only for the three.

Killua’s heart ached.

“Isn’t he adorable, Killu-huh? Where’d he go?” That was the last thing he heard as he slipped out the door, silent as a mouse.

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It was cold out- the roof of their apartment building wet from rain. Killua didn’t care- he sat on the cold ground by himself, knees tucked into his chest and chin resting on his arms, trying to suppress the twist of emotions in his belly. It’s fine. He lied to himself. I didn’t want to play anyway.”

“Ah, so here’s where you went off too.” Leorio’s voice found him before the older man plopped down beside him. “Ack ugh, my butt’s gonna be wet for hours! How do you stand it up here?” Leorio grinned, his smile faltering at the lack of reaction he got. “Oh, you're upset.”

“What’s wrong Killua?” Kurapika kneeled beside him, concern coloring his tone and darkening his eyes. “You left so abruptly- did we do something wrong?”

“…No. Its not you. I’m uh- just thinking.” Killua buried his head lower in his arms, hoping they would leave. “I’ll be fine- just give me a moment.”

“No can do, Killua. The last time we did that, you ran.” Leorio leaned in and got a better look at his face. “We can’t have you doing that again-whoa. Are you crying?”

He was? Killua blinked, only just realizing he was tearing up. “N-no. No. I’m fine. Just- go. Gon’s probably wondering where you went. You all were having fun down there. I know that’s where you’d rather be.”

“Why would you say that-“ Leorio blinked, sharing a look with the blonde across from him. Understanding mixing with guilt flooded their features as they returned their attention to the boy. “Oh Killua…We’re sorry.” Leorio squeezed his shoulder gently, bowing his head. “We made you feel left out, huh?”

“We didn’t mean to- We just didn’t know if you were comfortable playing with us. We didn’t want to cross your boundaries.” Kurapika nodded gently, reaching out and gently brushing the others hair back.” He gave him a gentle smile. “You’re part of the family as much as Gon is.Do you want a hug?”

Part of the family.

They were his family.

God he felt so silly now.

Not trusting his voice, he nodded, letting the pair hug him tightly, the ache in his chest loosening. “T-Thank you.” He murmured, quickly swiping at his face before taking a breath.

“Of course. Now- time to really cheer you up! Ready, ‘Pika?” Leorio grinned, earning an halfhearted eye roll from the other. “I told you not to call me that- but yes. Ready.”

“Ready for what- ahehahahahahaha!” Killua barely had any time to prepare before twenty fingers were tickling him, drawing out the sweetest giggles and laughs. “Hahahahhhhaahhang ohohohohohon!”

“Hang on nothing! This is what you get!” Leorio cheered gleefully, prodding at his ribs knowing full well how bad it tickled.

“We gotta make up for all the times we didn’t tickle you!” Kurapika snickered as he clawed gently at the boy’s belly, pulling him against his chest so Leorio could properly get him. “Prepare yourself!”

Killua could only laugh in their arms, his heart growing lighter by the minute.

They were his family.

And he was theirs.

#sentence starters #hunter x hunter #killua zoldyck #leorio paradinight #kurapika kurta #gon freccs #tickle #tickle dabble

[pinkpeachlatte]

Hisoillu wedding au

1. Hisoka was the one who proposed

He didn't do it officially, just said while talking about some stuff "BTW what do you think if we... "

Illu said "No"

So then Hisoka offered a contract...

This doesn't mean Illu has no feelings for Hisoka. He just prefers to hide his private life (official wedding ceremony makes it public) BUT... contract is a good investment haha

2. Each of them wants the other to take his last name and this drives they both crazy thus they decided not to change their last names (although Hisoka still hopes)

3. Illu's family showed no emotion but def none of them likes Hisoka

4. Hisoka made the whole world know about the wedding date. He did it while fighting on Heaven arena what caused his opponent to froze on the one place

5. Hisoka invited EVERYONE but none of them came (not a big surprise but Hisoka didn't care: he was fine to know that now everyone KNOWS about him and Illu)

6. Gon really wanted to come but he wanted to come with Killua

- It's your brother wedding, don't ignore it

Ofc Killua didn't want to know EVEN A SINGLE THING about his brother and the fact that Illu marries HISOKA... Killu def didn't feel comfortable about it

7. Although none of those (who we know) came, don't forget that they both r famous.

There was a huge money award to those who proves if Hisoka lied about his wedding or not.

Thus before the wedding ceremony lots of reporters tried to spy on them.

8. Ofc no one had even the smallest chance to take a single pic of Illumi and Hisoka being together as a couple. Although Hisoka had fun playing hide and seek with those poor journalists who tried to hunt Hisoillu down

9. The hype caused by this situation made their wedding the worldwide occasion. Thanks to Hisoka the place and time were known by every living creature (ofc despite Ging)

There were salesmen who sold the tickets and ppl were reselling them for higher and higher prices as the hype grew more viral

By the time the appointed day came, just imagine how many ppl came to the wedding place and how much money were spent for still not proved wedding.

Then the time came and... nothing happened...

They married each other and signed the contract weeks before the date that Hisoka announced publicly. And no one came to their wedding among them both, priest and Gon who came by the very end arguing with Killu who didn't want to come inside.

Since then as there were no proves and no wedding ceremony, everyone in the world was assured Hisoka lied about his wedding with Illumi.

But we know the thuth.

❤

#art #drawing #illustration #anime #fanart #anime fanart #anime art #hxh #hxh fanart #hxh au #hunterxhunter #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter fanart #hunter x 1999 #hunter x 2011 #hisoillu #hisollumi #hisoka x illumi #illumi x hisoka #illumi #hxh illumi #illumi zoldyck #illumi fanart #hisoka #hisoka morrow #hxh hisoka #hisoka fanart #hisoka morow #hisoka morou #hisoillu au

[hxhhunterxhunter]

Onii-Chan (x child Reader)

⭐️Y/n reacts to Comments, Random scenarios and more💧

Included in this Bundle of Y/n involves ~

~ Y/n reacts to comments  ~ What Y/n calls the characters/ What the characters call Y/n  ~ Learning about Y/n ~ Headpat section (break) ~ Y/n + HXH Characters Scenarios ~Short sneak peak of season 2

(I got lazy also cuz I'm trying to write chapters XD)

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Comments (I only added a few, gonna go into comments and write Y/n's reply to them BTW)

*"I'll help you find him." He smiled at the girl, hoping she would calm down. "My name is Gon!"*

'GON AHH GON I LOVE YOU😻😻', 'Gon bby 🥺🥺', 'HEY SUNSHINE BABY🥺', (+ more)

Y/n: Gon I wuv you!

Gon: I wuv you too Y/n-chan!

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*The blonde haired male bend down to look at the small girl. "My name is Kurapika, where was the last time you saw him, and do you know where he was going?"*

'Why do I always read it as Kurapico!!??!?'

Y/n: Hai Kurapico!

Kurapika chokes on water

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*"Thank you Pika-Pika." She smiled at him and held her plush in her arms. He smiled slight at the nickname and nodded.*

'AWW' (That's really all the comments on this)

Y/n: Pika-Pika! I want a hug!

Kurapika hugs Y/n

Y/n: Thank chu~"

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'Why are you killing me' 

Y/n pouts: Sowwy for killing you 👉👈😭

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*"I was following you then I was lost, and Gon helped me with Kurapika and liorio!" She said as she held her fox plush in her arms, Hisoka's looked down to notice a badge, neatly pinned onto the stomach of the fox.*

'That's Mr Leorio to you, mr Leorio'

Y/n: his name his Leorio? and not Liorio?

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*HJAHJS THIS BOOK IS SO CUTETTETE 🥺💖, AHH ADORABLE✨💖(+ like 100 comments lol)*

Y/n: Let me give you a headpat! You are adorable too! And you deserve it!

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'These titles f*cking scare me.'

Y/n: How does Onii-Chan Hisoka scare you? Let me give you a hug to help you not be scared :3

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*"His the Imposter"*

'(All among us comments)'

Y/n: Can we skip vote?👉👈

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*"You were a bad Onii-chan! You mustn't hurt people with cards!"*

'We a badass five year old🤣🤭😗✌'

Y/n tilts her head: what does that mean?

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What Y/n calls them (from most to least used/never used)

Gon - Onii-Chan, Gon-OniiChan, Gon-oniisan, Oniisan,Gon

Killua - Kil-Oniisan,Killu, Killua

Kurapika - Kura-Oniisan, Pika-Pika, Kurapikachu, Kurapika

Leorio - Leo-Oniisan, Liorio,Mr Oreo, Leorio

Hisoka - Hisoka Onii-Chan, Hiso-oniisan, Hiso-Chan, Hiso-Hiso, Hiso, Oniisan, Hisoka

Illumi - Illu-oniisan, Illuminati, Illu, Illumi

Netero - Grandpa, Chairman, Netero

Mr Oinks - Mr Oinks, Oinky, Piggy

Foxy - Foxy, Fox

Chrollo - Chrollo Oniisan,Mr Spider, Chrome, Chrollo

Machi - Machi-neesan, Neesan, Machi

Feitan - FeiFei, Fei-Oniisan, Fei, Feitan

Pakunoda - Paku-Neesan, Pakunoda

Uvogin - Uvo-Oniisan, Uvo, Uvogin

Shalnark - Shal-Oniisan, Mr Bat, Shalnark

Shizuku - Shiz-neesan, Ms Blinky, Shizuku

Phinks - Phi-Oniisan, Pharaoh, Phinky, Phinks 

Nobunaga - Nobu-Oniisan, Nobubaka, Nobunaga

Franklin - Fran-Oniisan, Franklin

Bonolenov - Bono-Oniisan, Mr Mummy, Mr holes, Bonolenov

Kortopi - Kort-Oniisan, Kortopi

Kalluto - Kal-Oniisan, Kallu, Paper Prince, Kalluto

What the characters call Y/n (from most to least used/never used) (thanks for suggestions <3 you can suggest more if you want)

Gon - Lil sis, honey, flower, Bee, Y/n-Chan, Y/n

Killua - Brat, Baka, Y/n

Kurapika - Sunshine (so many people asked for this nickname),Butterfly, Angel, Y/n, Tiny, Bubble, Bumble Bee, Ball of sugar, Little red, Bubble gum, Cub, 

Leorio - Munchkin, lil bug, Kid, chibi, Kiddo, Little one, Oreo, Little devil, Shortie, Bubbles, Little assistant, Y/n

Hisoka - My sweet little fox, Y/n, Little Fox, My Fox, Cotton Candy, My little bungee gum, My foxy unripe fruit

Illumi - Y/n

Netero - Flower, little flower, Y/n

Mr Oinks - can't talk

Foxy - Can't talk (other than mentally)

Chrollo - Princess, clown child, Angel, little spider, Y/n

Machi - Little Spider, mini hisoka, kid, It, Thing, Y/n

Feitan - Shorty,Little Spider, brat, little devil, devil child, Y/n

Pakunoda - Darling, Little Spider, Y/n, Dear 

Uvogin - Kid, mini danger, Little Monster, Little Spider, Y/n

Shalnark - Shorty, player 2, Little Spider, Y/n

Shizuku - Hisoka jr, little helper, Little Spider, Blinky 2, Y/n

Phinks - little girl, bunny, Little Spider, Y/n

Nobunaga - little devil, Tiny Hisoka, Little Spider, Y/n

Franklin - Little Spider, Y/n

Bonolenov - Little Spider, Y/n

Kortopi - Little Spider, Y/n

Kalluto - Friend, Y/n

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Learning About Y/n

1. She was created as a 12 year old first, til I decided to age her down into a child since I wanted to create a child reader book and her personality was perfect for it

2. Foxy was previously a polar bear

3. Y/n's nen was gonna be an enhancer, but I changed it for plot reasons (hehe)

4. She was gonna appear in a different one of my HXH books (Sweet Bunny) instead of Teki

5. She doesn't actually have a real name lol, I just call her Little Fox or Lil Sis

6. For people who are curious, Y/n is bisexual- (this is a joke BTW she isn't old enough to date and plus all of her lovers would be ded)

7. Her previous backstory was that Hisoka had killed her family and took her because of her nen, but this changed and I'm not gonna reveal the story behind Y/n...yet.

8. Y/n is actually planned to adopted 2-3 more animals in her journey, but has a possibility of changing (hint- one of these animals have been mentioned above)

9. This is already known, but the story was gonna end on the chapter 'Bai Bai!' and plus a chapter that goes into the future when Y/n is older.

10. Y/n was Kalluto's first friend :3

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Headpat section! (Author-Chan/Skypie is on break! Y/n is taking over!)

Y/n was standing on stage with a microphone in hand, Mr Oinks and Foxy were with her on stage as she held flash cards.

"Hewo everyone!" Y/n smiled at the audience. "I'm here as Sky-Neesan is on her break! She hopes you like the book. And that she can provide you with a chapter once a week and she is sowwy if she can't do that." Y/n was saying, without looking at the flashcards that she was handed, so what she is saying could be true or not.

"Mr Oinks and Foxy and Me wanna say that you need a headpat, give everyone a headpat. The first person you see after this, give dem a headpat! Bai Bai!"

Y/n was about to leave stage when a paper plane hit her head, Y/n picked it up and read it.

"Oh, well Skypie is going to bed, We might as well start with a small mini spoiler for season 2 of Onii-chan!"

Sneak peak 1

Y/n hummed to herself as she skipped over to the mini arena that was on the bottom floor of Heaven's Arena. She stood in the middle with some other child, who was trying to reach the top, He had black hair, and his hair was covering one of his eyes that were bright vibrate Green, in the back it seemed to be a few people were cheering on him, teenagers, guessing they forced the Child to do this.

The kid stood ready, shaking slightly from fear, but he still seemed confident in beating her, he came close to the female. As he tried to kick the small 5 year old down, She stepped out the way and instantly was behind the kid, she used her finger and flicked the back of his head.

"Flick!" She said softly to the male as he was flicked across the room and into the wall, making a dent into it. The audience of participants either pitied the boy or stared shocked at the female, who was thinking to herself. 'I didn't even use my nen that much...aww man I wanted to show off to Hiso-chan and get headpats...'

"Oh Y/n, you were here before, last year correct?" The small girl looked at the referee and nodded her head slightly, she went here with Illumi and Hisoka before.

"You should head up to the 200th floor, good luck kid."

"Thank you Mr Referee!"

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Y/n ended the clip and smiled at the audience. "Hope you liked it! Skypie is waking up now! Hope you will enjoy season 2, and remember to give everyone headpats...ALSO Bombfetti has the properties of Bombs and Confetti! Bai Bai!" Y/n ran off stage with Foxy and Mr Oinks following her.

(Skypie has returned from her sleep and will continue writing)

Scenarios

Y/n sat in her room, she had been going on her own mini adventure for a few days. 

She managed to get a treasure chest from finding it in an abandoned cave on the beach. She started to head out when She was starting to be pulled away.

She tried to stop it, using Gyo she noticed the familar Pink aura that was attached to her back

"Hello Y/n~" A familiar voice made Y/n look up and smile

"Hai Onii-Chan!"

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Y/n was standing with Hisoka, Gon and Killua as they were all outside.

It started to rain. Y/n-Chan shivered and tried using her hand as an umbrella, since Fox didn't like getting wet and would be mad at her for the next week

As she tried to stop the rain with her Hand, Gon picked her up and used his Jacket to cover their heads so they wouldn't get wet

"Thank you OniiChan!" She smiles at Gon

"Oi! What about me Gon!" Killua yelled at him

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Sneak peak to season 2

Y/n was watching Hisoka's fight, as she was cheering on him, she soon found herself bored at the scene.

She decided to go and grab some food so she got out of the stadium quickly, with Mr Oinks following her, and Foxy in her arms, she made it out into the hallway.

She went to the elevator and reached the bottom floor, grabbing a box of Chocolate robots.

She hummed as she noticed on the TV the match was playing and watched it from there.

As Hisoka's match ended, she ran to go and see him

"Hiso-Oniisan! You were cool!" Y/n cheered on her older brother as he patted her head as a thank you.

"Let's go back to your room~ I have now 7 wins and 1 lose~"

"I'm in the lead Hiso-Oniisan! I have 9 wins and 0 loses! Hehe!" She stuck her tongue out at him, giggling.

"Well Y/n~ How about we have a friendly sparing and see who wins~"

Hope you enjoyed! Hope you will Enjoy the next chapter (AKA chapter 16)

#HXH #Anime #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x reader #Hunter x Hunter x child reader #Onii-Chan

[royalsapphire]

I’m gonna say it guys. I don’t care if you guys disagree.

If we take a look back at York New Arc, where Gon and Killua got caught by the Troupes, Kurapika was devastated. He was really worried, that something might happened to Killu and Gon. Which is why i came to a theory:

Maybe the reason why Kurapika did not answer any calls from the rest of the gang, like the time Leorio called him while Gon was dying in the hospital etc, is like he was running away from them, making a distance. Because he don’t want to risk his beloved friends. Kurapika mentioned before that he has good friends, that care for him, so that he will have no regrets telling the group about his secret abilities.

And the scene where Gon and Killua got caught by the Troupes made him realized, that maybe it is for the best that he make a distance from the rest. He did not want his friends to got caught up in the mess he made or he’s going to make. Because the path that he chose is that dangerous. If we look back at the episodes in the YN Arc again, where Gon was desperatly asking Kurapika that he really wanted to help him facing the Troupe, Kurapika refused at first. That made Killua really mad, he made a point where if Kurapika does not want to accept their offer to help, or doesn’t even consider them his friends, they are going to help anyways. (This made me tear up)

So basically Kurapika does not want to risk or sacrifice another friend or to lose another loved ones. Like the time that Kurta clan got massacred by the Troupe, leaving no one behind. That was a traumatic event for him. Making it a big grudge to the Troupe and a purpose for him to continue living, and at the end get revenge. So that’s why Kurapika decided to closed all relationship, even though the other 3 (Leorio, Killua and Gon) are basically his bestest and most dearest friends that he has. He’s decided he would live with emptiness inside him. Like what we’d seen in the last episode: Kurapika with his clan’s eyes and sitting there feeling so lonely. You really could feel the emptiness there.

I really wanna hug Kurapika there and tell him that it is going to be okay, cause you are not alone anymore. You have your friends behind your back.

#kurapika #hunter x 2011 #hunter x hunter #hxh #anime #hxh 1999 #gon freccs #killua #killua zoldyck #killuaxgon #leorio #alluka #meruem #neferpitou #chrollo #hisoka #hxh illumi #pairo kuruta #royalsapphire

[telehxhtrash]

what do you think about killugon coming up with nicknames (not pet names) for each other?

AHHHHH CUTE ASK CUTE ASK CUTE ASK!!!

ok im not too sure i get what a nickname is(im a dumb french) so excuse me if my reply is bad HAHA but-

i honestly don’t think they would use nicknames HAHHAA - killua’s nickname is “killu”, but that’s what Illumi calls him, so i guess it’s a NO from either of them (unless he wants to reclaim that nickname and turn it into a positive one - thatd be sweet) - i know @/disastergaykillua loves to hc that killua’s nickname would be “kiki” and i find it so cute :3 

for gon... well his name is pretty much 2 syllables so i don’t see how he could use a nickname HAHBAHAH so i think gon would just. stay gon.

#ask

[crying-gay-tears]

Brighter Than the Sun (3/?)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

ao3

A thunderstorm and existential thoughts keep the boys awake. 

Chapter 3: Questioning

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Gon tossed in bed as a clap of thunder echoed in the air outside his dorm. It hadn’t woken him up--he hadn’t actually fallen asleep yet--but it was enough to shake the window in its frame. A few seconds later and his room was illuminated by a flash as lightning ripped across the sky. He counted in his head ‘1, 2, 3, 4, 5’... another thunderclap, another flash. Huh, so the storm was about a mile away then. He knew this was coming, the signs had been showing the last few days. Birds were flying low yesterday and there was a ring around the moon that night. He could smell it in the air as well. He was grateful it waited until Friday night to finally hit. It meant he could have a nice rainy Saturday indoors with no classes to interrupt. Another crack of thunder and lightning, and the rain finally started. He settled on his back and listened to the heavy pitter patter against the roof.

The room was dark aside from the dim blue light of the street lamp outside the window. It illuminated the rain flowing down the glass, casting fluid shadows that danced across the floor. He laid awake watching them, mind wandering.Usually when it stormed, it brought him a sense of calm and peace. On nights like these he slept like a rock; but for some reason, tonight he couldn’t seem to sleep at all. Maybe it was because this was his first stormy night spent away from Whale Island. He had definitely been feeling the differences that living in a city made in his daily life. Maybe he was a little homesick, and maybe the storm was just making that feeling grow.

He glanced up at the desk across the room. The bright red digits of his alarm clock glared back at him, letting him know it was well past 1am. Just as he moved to bury his face in his pillow, he heard a thud followed by some rustling on the other side of his bedroom door. Eager for a distraction from his own restlessness, he kicked his blanket aside and snuck out to the common room. He wasn’t sure what he expected to find, but Killua on the floor scrambling to scoop chips back into a bowl was not it.

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After about two hours of tossing and turning in bed, Killua found himself in the common room, rolled up in a blanket on the couch with a bowl of cheese puffs and a baking show playing on the tv.

He was having trouble sleeping, which wasn’t really new, per se, but the thoughts running through his mind and keeping him from sleep certainly were. Earlier that day was the first meeting for the GSA, and Gon convinced him to go. Not that it took too much effort, Killua had been curious about it weeks ago when Gon first mentioned it.

The meeting was a little over an hour long, and Killua was on edge for most of that hour. There were a bunch of people there, all of them seemed nice enough, but it was still a bit overwhelming. He wasn’t even sure if he should be there in the first place.

They all introduced themselves with their name, pronouns, and sexuality if they were comfortable sharing. Killua waited with baited breath until it was his turn, then he quickly declared “Killua, he/him” and turned to Gon to pass the spotlight, who was carefree and confident when he spoke. ”I’m Gon! I didn’t really know what pronouns were before now, but mine are he/him! And I don’t know what to say about my sexualty, I’m here to hopefully figure it out!”

Killua was amazed the whole time at how easily Gon fit into the group, like they’d all been friends for years. He was starting to learn that that’s just how Gon was. He was comfortable with everyone he met and he navigated life with a confidence that stemmed from his own optimism.

Killua spent most of the time quietly observing. The group leaders talked about what it felt like for them when they realized they were queer. A few told their coming out stories, some of acceptance and some of isolation. They talked about the spectrum of sexuality and what each letter in the acronym was. Killua, who had entered the meeting assuming he was just going to be an ally, left that afternoon with the burning letter Q in his mind.

Questioning. Something about that word felt so comfortable to him. It felt like a word he could sit with for a while. Under the umbrella of questioning, he had the space to think about all the new perspectives he received during the meeting.

He assumed he was just an ally, but when he heard about all the things you could be besides straight… Ally didn’t feel like it really fit. And that was because straight definitely didn't feel like fit him anymore. To be honest, looking back, he wasn’t sure if it ever really fit him in the first place. But straight was what he always was, wasn’t it? It was never really something that got talked about directly, but it was always assumed. He’d only ever been asked about girlfriends, or girl crushes growing up. He’d been called a lady’s man by his parents’ friends, and he was always told he’d make a nice young lady very happy one day. It started to feel like being straight was kind of...expected of him? He never realized there was any other way to be.

But as overwhelmed as he was with the suffocating straightness, he was equally overwhelmed by the world of queerness that he had no experience with.

Straight didn’t feel right--and that was scary in and of itself--but he also wasn’t ready to declare himself as gay or bi or pan or any of the other letters. He just… wasn’t sure yet. So he was Questioning.

And boy was he questioning.

Everything.

What did this mean? Would he have to come out to his family if he decided he was gay? Or bi? Should he tell them now that he was questioning? Or wait until he figured it out 100%? When would that happen?

He couldn’t imagine his family being too cool about it, not that they were cool about much to begin with. When did he start caring about what they think anyways? He’d gotten piercings, dyed and cut his hair, snuck out, and done pretty much anything to piss them off and free himself just a little bit. If being gay pissed them off, he shouldn’t care! But would he? Wait, when did he decide he was gay? He wasn’t! Was he?

His phone buzzing on the couch next to him snapped him out of his thoughts, and he jerked in surprise, sending his snack flying. He hissed as the bowl clattered onto the floor, spilling cheese puffs everywhere.

He was on his knees scooping them back into the bowl frantically with his hands when he heard a door creak open. Before he could react, Gon was standing over him, a strange smile on his face.

“Want some help?”

“Oh, no thanks I’ve got it.” He threw the last puff back into the bowl and dumped them all into the trash. “Sorry if the bowl dropping woke you up.”

“It’s okay, it didn’t wake me up, I couldn’t sleep anyways.”

“Did the storm scare you or something?”

“No, ” his brow was furrowed and his lips formed a small pout. “I usually sleep like well on stormy nights. I don’t know why I’m so awake right now. I was thinking maybe I’m homesick.”

“Ah” Killua flopped onto the couch, pouring more chips into the bowl.

“Is that why you’re awake? The storm scared you?”

He scoffed. “No, I just have a lot on my mind, I guess.”

“Can I join you?”

“Uh, yeah, sure”

He made room on the couch and Gon sat down next to him. When he started tugging at the blanket, Killua just stared in confusion. He kept tugging until, finally understanding, Killua pulled the blanket off of himself and spread it over the both of them. Gon scooted in closer and let out a contented sigh. Their arms and thighs were touching, and Killua was doing his best to remain calm. Were they supposed to be sitting this close? Gon was always kinda touchy feely, and Killua had never really had friends like this before, was this just what friends did? They were watching tv, that was normal. Was he just overthinking?

“So, what’s on your mind, Killua?”

He almost jumped out of his skin. “I..uh, what?”

“You said you had a lot on your mind, and if it was keeping you from sleep I thought you might wanna talk about it.”

“Oh, no... I’m okay, just thinking about school stuff, yknow, homework and whatever.”

Gon just chuckled in response.

“What’s so funny?” he huffed.

“Nothing, it’s just that you’re a terrible liar.”

Killua’s mouth fell open in surprise.

“I am not! I-”

“It’s okay, we don’t have to talk about whatever is bothering you.” He reached for another cheesepuff from the bowl in Killua’s lap. “It’s also okay if you’re scared of storms.” He smiled as he pushed the chip into his mouth.

“I’m not scared, Gon. Just couldn’t sleep. Seriously.”

“Okay, Killu, whatever you say. You know, storms used to scare me when I was younger. Mito-san always calmed me down with herbal tea and sometimes she’d sing to me. Did your parents ever do anything to help soothe you on stormy nights?”

“Well, no, not really. Not that storms ever scared me,” he side-eyed Gon, “but they’re not really the comforting type anyway so it wouldn’t matter anyway.”

“Oh?” Gon’s eyes were wide, not with judgement, but with genuine curiosity. “What are your parents like then? Tell me about them.”

Killua sighed. ”They weren’t really around much. Though I don’t think it’s because their jobs are super cool.“ Gon laughed and he pressed on.

“My dad is a criminal defense lawyer, just like his dad before him and his dad before him. My mom’s a criminal psychologist, so they make a great team. They both went to fancy colleges and come from rich families. All they really care about is maintaining social standing and images, and the family name, and of course money. They throw a lot of parties and dinners for clients and their colleagues, so I spent a ton of my life, including most holidays, stuffed into a stiff penguin suit with a fake smile speaking only when spoken to and never about what was actually on my mind.”

Gon frowned, his eyes were intense and urged him to continue.

“They’re only ever involved with my life when they’re trying to control it. I had to fight with them for months to let me go to a college so far from home. They wanted me to go to my father’s alma mater and get a law degree and eventually run the firm with my older brother,” he rolled his eyes. “But they’ve never once asked me what I want to do, or how I want to live.”

“What do you want to do?”

Killua blinked in surprise. “I, uh… well, I’m not really sure yet,” he dropped his head, staring at the bowl in his lap, “I really don’t know. But I want the freedom to figure it out for myself. Without their pressure or judgement.”

“That’s more than fair. You’re your own person, you should be able to make your own decisions!” Gon’s brow was furrowed, his mouth set in a tight line, clearly upset with what he’d just heard. Killua couldn’t help but smile; it was nice to have someone on his side for once.

“How did you get them to let you come here?”

“I told them if they didn’t let me pick where I went, I wouldn’t go at all.” A devious smile spread on his face at the memory of his mother crying and father standing stone faced with his arm crossed as he held up his acceptance letter.

Gon giggled. “What a power move! Were you being serious? Or bluffing?”

“Well, I just kinda went for it during an argument with them and then stuck to my guns when they pushed it further. I hadn’t really thought about whether or not they would actually agree to my terms. If they’d said no I guess I would’ve taken a year off or something to piss them off, and see if that changed their mind. Luckily, they went with it, and they’ve been pretty quiet since I left. I imagine when semester grades start coming out they’ll be calling. They’ll probably also be on my ass when they find out I haven’t declared a law major yet. Or any major for that matter.”

“You should take all the time you need! It’s okay to not have everything figured out just yet.”

Killua looked at Gon for a moment. His amber eyes were burning into him, full of care and concern. Killua felt so seen and it was...really nice, actually. His heartbeat speeding up was kind of annoying, though.

“Yeah, thanks. Hopefully I figure something out soon though, I think it’ll be easier to tell them I’m not pursuing law if I actually have an alternative to present them with.”

“That makes sense. I still think you should be able to take all the time you need to decide. It’s only fair.”

Killua swallowed nervously around the lump in his throat. Those words held so much weight. He certainly had a lot to think about and decide for himself, and not just what his major would be. Time sounded like exactly what he needed. “Thanks Gon.”

“Of course Killua! I’m your friend, and I support you, even if your parents don’t.” He smiled at Killua and then looked away, his face suddenly falling. “You know, it’s funny, you came to college to make your own life away from your parents, and I came to college to get closer to my dad and to shape my life to be like his. Makes me wonder if I'm doing the right thing. It hurt that he wasn't around and I guess that's why I want to follow in his footsteps. I just...I want it to be so great that I understand why it was worth leaving me.”

Killua had no idea what to say, but before he could figure it out, Gon was speaking again, his expression back to normal.

“You mentioned your brother, what’s he like? Is he supportive? Is he happy following in your father’s footsteps?”

He let out a bitter laugh. “Illumi does whatever he’s told, and he doesn’t complain. They like to bring him up a lot when I’m going against their wishes. He’s their perfect son, and life would be easier for all of us if I were more like him. He doesn’t support me or whatever, but to be fair, I don’t talk to him much, so he doesn’t really get the chance to anyway.”

“Is he your only sibling?”

“No, there’s actually five of us. Illumi, Milluki, Me, Kalluto, and Alluka.”

“Wow, that’s so many! I’m an only child, I always wanted siblings growing up.”

“Heh, that’s funny, growing up I always wanted to be an only child.” He laughed, Gon did too, though he looked a bit concerned.

“Alluka is really the only one I can talk to and spend time with.She still listens to mom and dad, she’s younger than me and still under their thumb, but she’s smart and down to earth. She sees through their bullshit and doesn’t buy into the life they push on us. Kalluto is up mom’s ass, and Illumi is up dad’s, and Milluki only cares about their money and his stupid tech start up. So it’s nice to not be alone against them, she always looks out for me, and I do the same for her.”

“I’m glad you have each other! I hate the thought of you all alone against your whole family. Even though I’m sure you could handle it, it’s nice to have someone on your side.”

Killua’s heart flipped in his chest. Ugh, why does that keep happening?

“Yeah, I’m glad we have each other too. I worry about her now that I’m so far away though. I know she can handle herself, but my parents are the worst, and I was always the buffer.”

Gon looked...angry? But he didn’t say anything immediately. He seemed to be mulling things over. “I don’t mean any offense, but your parents sound really mean.”

“I mean, they’re not nice by any stretch, but they don’t hit us or anything. Controlling and judgemental for sure, but it’s mostly cold indifference.”

Gon paused, turning his head to look directly into his eyes. Killua gulped.

“Just because your family didn’t give you much attention or show you kindness and affection, doesn’t mean you don’t deserve those things!” he emphasized his point by squeezing Killua’s hand under the blanket.

Killua’s cheeks were suddenly on fire, no doubt turning bright pink, and he was grateful the only light in the room was from the tv.

“Thanks, Gon.”

He didn’t have the nerve to squeeze back, he also didn’t quite expect the twinge of disappointment he felt when Gon let go of his hand.

After that, they fell into a comfortable silence, the storm was still raging on outside, the bowl of cheese puffs now laid discarded on the floor, and the baking show they’d been watching was entering the semi final. Gon let out a long yawn, stretching his limbs and leaning into Killua’s side.

His proximity fried his brain. He was trying his best to relax, but he felt stiff from head to toe with anxiety. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Gon close to him, it was just so new. When he felt Gon’s head fall onto his shoulder and rest there, he thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest. He was suddenly aware of his breathing and every move he made. He didn’t want to move or do anything to disturb Gon, so he decided the best course of action was to just relax. He focused on calming his breathing, and after a while his heartbeat was a little less frantic, and his body a little less tense.

He wasn’t used to this. Not just the cuddling, but the soft touches on his arm when they spoke sometimes, the hand on his shoulder when Gon was laughing extra hard, or the high fives and sometimes hugs when Gon was excited... It all felt so foreign. But still, as strange as it was to him, he couldn’t help but lean into it. Gon’s gravitational pull was seemingly inescapable.

In this moment, with Gon laying against him, head on his shoulder, it actually felt kind of... nice to be close to someone. He was warm and cozy as their body heat mingled under the blanket, and Gon was soft and solid against him. It was comforting in a way he’d never experienced, and couldn’t quite describe. When he actually let himself enjoy the affection instead of overthinking it, it felt pretty amazing. Without even realizing, he slowly began to let his guard down.

With Gon next to him he was actually distracted from his anxiety thoughts long enough for sleep to creep it’s way in. He felt so secure and comfortable, and it made him a little angry that he was falling asleep, he didn’t want this moment to end. When his eyelids started to feel heavy he knew he couldn’t fight it anymore.

He whispered, “Gon, I’m getting pretty tired, I think I’m gonna head to bed.”

No response.

He tried a little louder this time, “Gon?”

Nothing.

He slowly craned his neck to the side and saw that Gon’s face was slack, and his eyes were closed. He was asleep. His first thought was to gently wake him up so they could head their separate ways and go to bed. But when he tried to move, he just didn’t have it in him. His second thought was that maybe it would be okay to just let himself fall asleep. To let himself fall into the warmth and comfort of the moment, and to let his head gently rest against Gon’s as he drifted to sleep. And so he did.

#brighter than the sun #mine #killugon #gonkillu #killua #gon #killua zoldyck #gon freeccs #hxh #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter #killugon fic #killugon fanfic

[thethousandyearwitch]

The Show Must Go On! - A Youtuber AU you didn’t want and didn’t need

Hisoka Morrow, italian Makeup Youtuber, enjoys his life in the comfort and occasional drama of his profession. But nothing brings more drama into his life than the eldest son of the Zoldyck fashion magazine empire.

Meanwhile, aspiring australian Twitch Streamer Gon Freecs forms a special bond to a Speedrunner commonly going by "Kil".

Chapter 3

FF.net link - AO3 link

Illumi woke up to shouting. No matter how often this happened, it would startle him each and every time, and prompted him to jump out of bed and try to locate the source of commotion. After he brushed his hair messily out of his face, he approached the dining room. He leaned against the doorframe, peeking into the large room. His mother was seated in her usual spot at the large table, clutching her hands over her mouth. On the opposite side, Illumis younger brother had pushed his chair away, standing up to gesture and shout wildly at his mother.

“I am not a little kid! No one else gets their ~technology privileges~ revoked! Just admit that you’re too bad of a mother to properly keep me under the control you so badly want!” His voice was already starting to crack under the strain. Illumi thought about interfering, though the curiosity of observing how his mother would try to keep the situation under control won him over.

Kikyo Zoldyck was the perfect matriarch, ruling over the English estate with an iron grip, while her Husband was either in their Japanese estate for business matters, or on ‘hunting trips’ with his father. She always insisted on perfect presentation of herself and her children, Illumi wasn’t sure if he had ever seen her repeat one outfit combination. It was a shame that the medical sunglasses she had to wear at all times ruined the harmony of her outfits almost all times. Because not even the perfect matriarch can avoid medical problems. Thus, Kikyo had to learn how to properly treat her oversensitive eyes, taking most of her eyesight with it. On top of that, her immune system seemed to weaken with each passing day. Illumi, as the eldest child, got to investigate some of her medical records to ensure her safety in case of an emergency. He had learned how to dress her wounds that would re-open frequently, how to apply eyedrops in case she wasn’t able to, and which medication was for which ailment.

Illumi recognized the exhaustion that was quickly overtaking his mother, the way her face had been drained of all colour, and her entire body seemed to shake under the tension. He was about to intervene before her conditioned worsened, when she spoke up again, “I just want to do what is best for you! It will be good for you to have a break from all that bad energy the computer gives you.”

“The only bad energy I get is from this fucking family!”

The swear echoed through the large room, and for a few seconds there was only silence as a mother confronted the reality of her precious son having entered yet another teenage rebellion. Illumi observed his mothers face closely, as he thought again about whether he should intervene or let her tend to her motherly duties herself.

It took a couple more seconds for Kikyo to stand up, straighten herself, and raise her voice, unshaking, unwavering. “You are going to your room this instance, young man. I will have your brother remove your computer from your room in half an hour.” Consequent, how surprising.

The young Zoldyck kicked against a table leg, before running out of Illumis field of view. The last thing he heard was “I am going to drink a hundred Energy drinks and puke on everything you love!”

With a sigh Kikyo sat back down in her chair and rested her face gently in the palms of her hands. Illumi took this silence as the best opportunity to enter the room and approached his mother's side.

"Mother, good morning."

"Oh, Illumi, what am I going to do?" She wailed again, as if this argument was the greatest tragedy to befall the family.

"He was such a good little boy just a few years ago. Now he swears, and yells, and that same twinkle of rage in his eyes, just like his father."

He is also my father, Illumi thought, though that minor detail didn't seem important to the conversation.

"I will take away his personal Computer after getting dressed."

"Illumi, you are such a good child for your mom, never disappoint her, alright?" She took his hand and pressed it firmly. The young man shuddered at the contact, it was so easy to forget how cold and thin her hands were, as if the bones and tendons could snap under any more pressure. He rested his free hand on top of hers, reassuring, comforting, he thought, having seen people do that in movies and shows. Real comfort and contact were of course a rarity in the Zoldyck family. After Killuas birth, Kikyo would pour all her overbearing love onto him, only to have it be rejected, repeating the process with slightly more success after Kallutos birth. The children would tolerate each other, though interaction was kept to the bare minimum. And though Illumi was sure that his parents were in love, at least to the extent that he understood what that meant, he could not recall the last time he witnessed them exchange any form of endearment.

"Of course, mother." With that, he broke the contact, and returned to his room. He traded his pyjamas for comfortable black slacks, and a loose white button down with light green roll-tabs. The eldest Zoldyck child took his time brushing his well-groomed black hair, fixed his collar, and gave himself a last look down in the mirror.

As he walked down the long hallway of the second floor of the mansion, he could already hear the loud music his younger brother was angrily blasting, considering if it were worth it to go back and grab earplugs.  Their mother was right, Killuas tantrums had picked up the last couple of years, and it only seemed to have gotten worse. Show dogs with bad temper get temporary Hormone chips implanted, he thought, I wonder if there is an equivalent for humans.

The door to Killuas room wore its signs of anger and emotions through patched-up holes and sloppy paint cover-ups. Illumi turned the doorknob, though he already expected it to be locked.

“Killu, open the door.”

The music turned louder, and Illumi scrunched his nose in frustration. “Killu.”

“Piss off!” The young boys voice strained against the loud music, barely reaching over the aggressive lyrics of a middle-aged man complaining about his life and whatever he deemed wrong with it.

Enough with the polite formalities, Illumi thought as he fumbled in his pockets for the master key he had been entrusted with a couple years prior. Effortlessly the lock clicked open, and the knob turned once more… But the door did not budge.

Another turn of the knob, push of the door, with just slightly more force, and a small gap formed for just a second.

“Are you leaning against the door?” In fact, Killua forced his entire weight against the door. Illumi might have thought it was a cute attempt, if it hadn’t been directly intervening with his goals. So, he gave a more hearted push, which forced the door to open wider before it snapped shut again.

“Just leave me alone!”

“I will leave you alone once I have confiscated your Computer. This is your last chance to behave and let me in.”

“I’m going to set all your ugly new fabric on fire!”

Illumi sighed in frustration, before he pushed harder against the door in a swift motion, forcing it open despite Killuas best efforts to push against it. Quickly the young boy jumped in front of his computer, arms spread as a last-ditch barrier. Illumi approached slowly, his head tilted slightly to the side. “Killu, you misbehaved and now you have to accept the consequences. This is going to be a good lesson for you, you can spend your time being more productive.”

Killua straightened his back and returned his older brothers emotionless stare. “You don’t know what’s good for me! No one here does!”

“You don’t know what’s good for yourself either, you are a child. In a couple of years, when you lead the company, you’ll be very thankful to me for this.” Without much of an effort, he shoved his younger brother aside, and started to unplug the computers various wires. Almost immediately after he had been pushed away, Killua started grabbing and punching at his brother’s hands and arms in a vain effort to stop him. “Illumi, please, don’t!” His voice started to crack and break under the pressure it has already been under the entire morning. “Can you just for once not do whatever the hell mom tells you to do, and actually help me? Please?”

Illumi lifted the tower of the computer and straightened his back, facing his brother again. A surprisingly gentle smiled creeped up his lips.

“Killu, I am helping you. And your future. And the future of the Zoldyck family.” He started to turn to the door and leave, though not before he could hear Killua scream out in frustration,

“I hate you, you fucking lap-dog!”

But of course, Illumi knew that wasn’t true. Killua couldn’t hate him. They were brothers, and there is nothing that could sever a bond like that. Even after Killua had already set fire to his brother’s fabric stock before. Even though the times he would tell him he hates him started to outweigh the times he said he loved him. Even now, Illumi having taken away something that seemed so absurdly important to Killua, he was sure his little brother could never truly despise him.

As is with everything that the children weren't supposed to have, the Computer tower got locked away inside Silva Zoldycks study. Illumi couldn't place the feeling, but something felt off about no longer having this rule apply to him, not only because there was never any reason to punish him this way, but also because he had access to this otherwise off-limits area.

Fucking Lap-dog.

The grandfather clock in the entrance hall of the mansion struck 9 am. Technically he was still on schedule, Illumi didn't want to risk any more distractions that could make him late. He grabbed the neatly packed black suitcase and leather bag from his room, double checking if he had packed all of his samples, extra fabrics, and the likes, before returning to the dining room.

Kikyo had restored her makeup from any flaws the earlier breakdown had caused. She idly reviewed articles that third-party journalists had send in, in the hopes that they might make it into the next issue of the highly appraised fashion magazine. Her protective black eyewear had been gently pushed down the slope of her nose, revealing the stinging red, bloodshot eyes underneath.

“Mother, I am leaving for the airport shortly.” He kept his voice low while he slowly approached her side. Kikyo discarded the article she was holding into one of the neat piles she had made, presumably one pile for rejected articles, one for second review, before she faced her son.

“How long are you going to be away for, again?” It almost sounded accusatory.

“About four to five days, depending on the flight availability, and if I can make new clients after the show.”

“Try to make it four days, I need you back here to handle some interviews for the September Issue.”

Illumi hated being on a tight schedule. Though he was good at working under pressure, he still did not like it. “Can’t Milluki tr- “

“Milluki is extremely busy editing, Illumi. You shouldn’t try to push your work onto your brother like that, just because you want to have a longer vacation.”

It’s not a vacation, it’s a reveal of a personal collection that I earn my own money with and make independent clients at and that I worked day and night on and also-

“I will do my best to be home as soon as possible, mother.”

“Good. Try to represent our family well at the show.” And with that, Kikyo picked another article from the large stack, seemingly satisfied with the parting conversation.

Illumi grabbed his bags and made his way towards the entrance hall. A chauffeur already stood ready to drive him to the airport, and from a glance to the clock he knew his schedule was still intact. In his head he marked off his to-do list, double and triple checking if he had gotten everything he needed. Tickets, wallet, samples, customary gi- where is it? Hastily he started rummaging through the leather bag.

“Looking for something?” Killua appeared in the doorway behind him, carelessly throwing a small plastic package from one hand to the other. “Since when do you like red liquorice?”

Illumi scanned the package, relieved when he spotted the red ribbon still neatly tied around it. “It’s not for me.”

“You’re buying candy for your clown-friend?” Killua scoffed.

“He’s not my friend, and not a clown.” Illumi tilted his head as he blankly stared Killua down. “Can you give that back to me now? It is just a customary gift.”

“If you give me my computer back, you’ll get the clowns candy back.”

The air turned cool as Illumi slowly approached his younger brother, head tilting from one side to the other, his voice kept low.

“Killu, you are not in the position to propose trades like that.” He rested a hand on his brothers’ shoulder, leaned down to whisper easily in his ear. “I did you a favour by not reminding mother of your phone. Don’t make me regret being kind to you.”

And as he felt his brother freeze under his touch, he grabbed the candy with ease, and turned back around.

“I’ll see you in a couple of days, Killu. Study good.”

 -------------------------------------------------------------

 Hisoka lounged on his fainting couch, the midday sun coated his living room in a comfortable orange shine through his white balcony drapes. The temptation of a nap settled sweetly on his eyelids, still worn out from another night spent editing and releasing a new video. The pressure of trying to stay on schedule during a fashion week wasn’t necessarily something Hisoka looked forward to, so he only hoped that this new drama video would keep his fans at bay for a couple of days, something about a doll-maker channel who seemed to have a god complex.

Just as he was about to give into the warm comfort of sleep, the vibration of his phone pulled him back.

" Bellisimo <3: Will arrive in about 10 minutes. "

"Hisoka: Yes, your majesty! "

Now wide awake, the artist stretched his tired limbs, and pulled himself from the couch. Once he had made his way to the kitchen, preparations for his friend’s arrival had to be made. Out from the fridge he took a small, colourful box, tied shut at the handle with an elegant black ribbon. Not room temperature, but not cold out of the fridge either. Neatly, he placed a white porcelain plate and a cake fork on the kitchen island. The last step, of course, was to boil water and wait.

Waiting wasn't one of Hisokas specialties though. He paced around the apartment like a mad animal in a zoo, only stopping once in a while to re-arrange knickknacks on shelves and desks. The anticipation tingled in his fingertips.

The sound of a car coming to a hold. Hisoka grabbed the bag of black tea and dropped it in the water.

The snap of multiple car doors. He slowly poured the fresh tea into a clean white cup and placed it next to the plate.

 Ding ♪

 There was no need to even ask who it was over the intercom, all he needed to do was activate the buzzer for the main door and linger at the apartment door for just a couple more seconds. He listened to the footsteps ascending the stairs. Only one pair; how rude to make your Chauffeur wait.

 Knock Knock

Hisoka swung the door enthusiastically open, the excitement to see the other almost too much to handle.

Blank, dark eyes greeted him. Illumis hair was, as usual, combed to a silky perfection. Hisoka was just a couple of centimetres taller than him, but he still felt an urge to tower over the other, to hunt him into a corner like small prey.

But instead he stepped aside, gave the other one enough room to enter the apartment. This last test of patience had become practiced, but never seemed to get easier. He wanted to greet and touch and release the tension tugging at all his muscles and nerves-

But not before Illumi has settled in. That was the rule.

So, he waited and watched as the other one dropped a leather brief case next to the kitchen island, and seated himself in front of the table set. Gracefully Illumi lifted the cup of tea to his lips, and he took a small sip, eyes closed and composed.

Full of expectation Hisoka leaned closer towards his visitor, who in turned tilted his head ever so slightly to the side, opening the dark void to his eyes once more.

"Acceptable."

Immediately Hisoka lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Illumi. "It's so nice to have you back, darling! Is the flavour alright? I bought it from a store in Florence and they promised it would be up to British taste."

"It is tolerable- Hisoka let go before I burn your face with this." Illumi struggled his way out of the embrace and pulled the wrinkles out of his shirt. "But next time you will have to let the tea sit longer in the water before serving, so that the flavour can fully develop."

“The day I make the perfect tea for you, I deserve a wild celebration.” The makeup artist waved his hand in a celebratory gesture and took a seat next to his friend-who-doesn’t-call-him-friend. “You hungry?”

Illumi bend over the table and tugged at the ribbon that kept the colourful box at the centre of the table closed. The folds of the box came undone to reveal a beautiful chocolate roll cake, with white-chocolate flower décor neatly placed on top. Hisoka held out a knife for him to take, and the treat was cut into in one smooth motion. A last test of approval.

Hisoka watched closely as Illumi took the first bite. The way his eyes closed as soon as the fork came to his lips. The almost-unnoticeable roll of his head in consideration. How he bopped his fork up and down. Everything about Illumi Zoldyck screamed grace and life and anticipation for every passing second. And in this moment, he was all his.

“It’s very good.”

“I would have made cake myself, but I didn’t feel like poisoning you, my dear.”

“Appreciated. I have a gift for you, as thanks for your hospitality.” Illumi bend down and grabbed his leather bag. While he shuffled around in it, Hisoka lured over his shoulder, with the smile of an excited child on Christmas morning. “Continue breathing down my neck and you won’t get anything.”

Not wanting to risk missing out on the oh-so-rare show of affection Illumi promised, he leaned back. “Do you want me to pretend to be coy and not want your gift, or can I just greedily rip it from your hands?”

The black-haired man turned around, and presented a small plastic package, tied shut with a red ribbon. It took less than a second to recognize what it was.

“Just take it. You mentioned once that you like it, and you’ve significantly improved at being a host for these meetings.”

Hisoka took the present from the others hands, far more gentle than necessary, and he snickered. “This is the strangest friendship I’ve been a part of.”

“We are not friends.” Ouch.

“This is the strangest... partnership?”

Illumi rolled his eyes, “If you want to call it that. But if you tag me in a video again as your ‘partner’ again, you’ll never see me again. I don’t need more congratulatory-slash-death-threat letters.”

“Fair enough!” Hisoka jumped off his chair and circled around the other one. “But mentioning videos, how about we start recording for our collab? I am practically dying to finally try on my new suit.”

Illumi sighed, brushed some stray hairs behind his ear, and dug through his leather bag again, only this time to retrieve a neatly folded, string-tied package. “Id suggest wearing a plain black shirt under the jacket.”

Hisoka grinned, “What about- “

“You are going to wear a shirt under it.” Ouch, too fast.

Without another word, he took the clothes from Illumi, and disappeared into his bedroom. As he ripped at the neat packaging, he tried to think of a snarky way to make fun of this overly neat way to transport clothing. But all those thoughts vanished when he actually held the clothes in his hands, gentle fingertips that ran over firm fabric and neat seams. The pictures in the email didn’t give this piece the justice it deserved. The different coloured card-suits didn’t stand out too harshly against the white jeans fabric but were defined enough to be recognized for what they are.

And once he pulled the fabric on his body, corrected the collar of the jacket, and stretched a bit to get a feel… He was mesmerized. The mirror fixed to his closet door couldn’t even capture the feeling in his chest that threatened to punch out his sternum.

Hisoka practically sprinted back into the open kitchen and struck rapid poses. “Do I look as good as how I feel, darling?”

“I told you to wear a shirt, maggot.”  

#hisoillu #hisoka marrow #illumi zoldyck #Hunter X Hunter #fanfiction #hxh fanfic

[decembercamiecherries]

Chapter word count: 2,883 -> Total story word count: 5,706

Chapter summary:

Killua thought the hardest part of finding his soulmate would be, well, finding his soulmate. He never really gave thought to what would come after, to how his family might react to meeting said soulmate, to how Killua would feel upon meeting his soulmate’s family. 

As it turns out, Killua really should have worried more about the after-finding-his-soulmate stuff. Because the first thing Gon says when they get out of school that fateful day is—

“I want you to meet Aunt Mito!”

Happy birthday Killua! Never thought I would write a third chapter for this fic but here we are. This is part three of this drabble, which takes place in a universe where two people can only kiss if they’re soulmates!

-o0o-

Killua thought the hardest part of finding his soulmate would be, well, finding his soulmate. He never really gave thought to what would come after, to how his family might react to meeting said soulmate, to how Killua would feel upon meeting his soulmate’s family.

As it turns out, Killua really should have worried more about the after-finding-his-soulmate stuff. Because the first thing Gon says when they get out of school that fateful day is—

“I want you to meet Aunt Mito!”

The cheerful statement makes Killua trip over his own two feet. His head snaps up and he sees Gon’s radiant beam, dimples popping out on freckled cheeks.

Killua’s heart stutters. “Wh-What?”

“Aunt Mito! You know, my mom?”

If Killua wasn’t so petrified, he would have rolled his eyes. Yes, he knows Aunt Mito. He knows Gon’s mother as the aunt who adopted him when his dad ran out in the middle of the night, the kind woman who always packs extra cookies in Gon’s lunchbox for Killua to steal, the person Gon loves more than anyone else in the world.

He knows exactly who Aunt Mito is. And he’s terrified of meeting her.

Gon must have caught onto Killua’s fear. He squeezes Killua’s fingers tightly between his own as they walk down the sidewalk, and says softly, “Don’t worry, Killua. She already loves you.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because,” Gon says simply, “I already talk about you all the time. She’s wanted me to bring you home for ages.”

Killua’s cheeks warm. He struggles to come up with something to say, but all he can focus on is the silent strength of Gon’s grip, the calloused texture of his palm against Killua’s. The setting sun is warm on his back and today has already turned out to be the most incredible and unbelievable day Killua has ever had. Meeting his soulmate’s mom can’t change that, right?

“Okay,” Killua finally says and Gon’s grin widens.

-o0o-

Mito Freecss is a short woman with short auburn hair and light brown eyes. She looks nothing like Gon, but radiates a certain kind of warmth and love that leaves Killua with zero doubt that she and Gon are related by blood. She looks positively thrilled when Gon introduces Killua, but her smile drops clean off her face when Gon tells her why he’s finally bringing Killua home.

For a few long, agonizing moments, there’s nothing but silence. Killua tries his best not to squirm as Mito gapes at them both. It’s impossible for him to tell what she’s thinking, but Gon doesn’t look too bothered—he just keeps a firm, steady gaze on Mito, his hand wrapped stubbornly around Killua’s.

Mito closes her mouth and swallows thickly. “Y-You...You’re sure about this, Gon?” she asks weakly.

Gon nods. “Yes. We found out during our lunch break today.”

Her eyes drift over their bruised and bandaged faces, and she scowls. “Is that how you got hurt?”

Gon winces, his calm aura starting to crack. “Um. Well, maybe—”

“Gon.”

“—I—I mean—” Gon falters under Mito’s glare and Killua’s lip twitches, “—yeah...some kids were running at each other, so.” Gon shrugs. “We kind of...tried it, too?”

Mito lets out a long, painful-sounding sigh and pinches the bridge of her nose. “Gon, how many times have I told you to be careful.”

“Not enough,” Killua blurts out before he can hold himself back.

Horror sets in as Mito and Gon both look at him. Killua’s throat closes up as Mito’s gaze bores into him and panic makes his gut squirm. Shit. He hadn’t meant to insult his soulmate’s mother five minutes after meeting her—

But then a grin breaks out across Mito’s face. Killua is so relieved to see her smiling instead of throwing him out the back door that his knees go weak. Gon squeezes his hand again, his grip growing borderline painful.

Mito asks Killua, “Does that mean you will be the one to make sure he is careful?”

Killua shrugs. His heart is still pounding, but his tone is casual and thankfully steady as he says, “I don’t think anyone can make Gon be careful. It’s just not who he is.” Killua pauses, then adds, “But I promise not to let him do anything too stupid.”

“Hey!” Gon protests with a pout. But his mother’s grin is growing wider by the second and her eyes sparkle just like Gon’s do when he’s got an idea and won’t take no for an answer.

“That’s all I can hope for in Gon’s soulmate,” Mito says warmly. She holds out her arms to Killua—

“Welcome to the Freecss family, Killua.”

-o0o-

Introducing Gon to Killua’s family is a very different experience.

Kilkua really doesn’t want to introduce them to Gon at all. It’s not like his family would ever find out about Gon—not with Alluka shipped off to some private boarding school, and Milluki already graduated and attending a prodigious IT college in the middle of the country. He and Gon could exist peacefully for a while, with Killua getting to know Gon and Gon getting to know Killua, all without the unnecessary burden of the Zoldyck family checking in on them every other second.

Gon, however, has different plans.

“But I want to meet your family, Killua,” Gon insists for the hundredth time. “They’re a part of you, like Aunt Mito is a part of me. And we’re gonna be together forever, so I want to know all parts of you!”

Killua tries—and fails—to ignore the implication of that sentence. Gon’s intentions are well, but it’s still strange for Killua to think of Gon as, well, his. As Killua’s. Gon belongs to Killua in ways that Killua only ever dreamed of before, and he feels beyond lucky to have this dream of his come true.

So he caves to Gon, because he really can’t say no whenever Gon turns those big puppy-dog eyes on him. It’s only a week after they discover they are soulmates when Killua leads Gon up a beautiful stone-decorated driveway, their hands tightly clasped together. At the top of the hill is a handsome mansion Killua loathes to call home.

He gives Gon one last, pleading look. “Are you sure you want to—?”

“Yes, Killua. I’m sure.”

Killua inwardly groans and turns from Gon’s stubborn face to reluctantly ring the doorbell. A series of booming gongs ring from inside. They echo like the sound of doom, and it makes Killua want to shrink into himself, to yank Gon back down the stone driveway and far, far away from this too-cold and too-silent mansion—

And then the door opens and Gotoh is impassively staring down at them.

“...hi, Gotoh,” Killua says awkwardly.

“Master Killua,” the butler responds with a bow. Killua doesn’t miss the way his eyes drift over to Gon and their still-clasped hands. “You’ve brought a guest home.”

“Yeah, uh…” Killua looks at Gon, who’s beaming so brightly that it’s almost painful to look at him. “Gon, this is Gotoh. He’s one of my family butlers.”

Gon gasps. “You have butlers?”

Killua can almost hear Gotoh’s eyebrows raise. He forces himself to take a calming breath—he should have prepared Gon for this, why is he so stupid—and says, “My family has butlers. They’re mostly used to guilt me into doing homework, though.”

“If you simply applied yourself, Master Killua—”

“Don’t—” Killua cuts Gotoh off with a narrow-eyed glare, “—call me that. Where’s Mother and Father, are they home?”

Gotoh bows again. “They are in the dining room. Shall I lead you to them?”

“No, it’s okay. I know the way.”

Gotoh nods and moves out of the doorway. Killua is quick to drag Gon inside and through the many corridors and grand rooms that make up the Zoldyck Mansion. Killua can tell Gon is gaping at everything in sight, completely in awe. It’s nothing like Gon’s house, which is small and warm and full of priceless memories. Killua’s house is cold and empty and every step they take reverberates in their ears.

Killua is almost relieved when they finally make it to the dining room.

“Mother, Father,” he says as he takes a cautious step into the light. His parents look up simultaneously from their seats on uncomfortably stiff couches, and a wide, painful-looking smile breaks across his mother’s face.

“Killu! Good, I was starting to wonder where you’d gotten off to. You should have arrived home ages ago!”

“I was busy,” Killua says shortly and his mother pouts.

“Who is that behind you, son?” his Father asks. Father’s voice is calm and rumbling, like a distant, warning roll of thunder on a dark night. There’s no use lying to him—his blue eyes are the same shade as Killua and Alluka’s, but ten times as piercing—so Killua grits his teeth and gently tugs Gon forward to stand at his side.

Killua says cautiously, “This is, uh, Gon. Gon Freecss. He’s a friend from school.”

“Hi!” Gon says cheerfully.

Silence. Killua knows all too well what his parents think of ‘friends’, and there’s no way they miss his and Gon’s clasped hands any more that Gotoh did. Mother looks Gon up and down with a puzzled smile on her face, while Father’s expression is nothing short of stony.

“...and why did you bring him here, Killu?” Mother asks, ignoring Gon as if he is nothing more than a stray dog that trailed Killua home.

“I wanted you to meet him.”

“Yes, I can see that.” Mother’s tone is starting to grow short with forced politeness. “But why?”

Killua swallows. His heart is pounding again, just like it had when Gon introduced him to Aunt Mito. He wonders if Gon can feel him shaking, and if that’s why he starts squeezing Killua’s hand so tightly.

“Well, he’s...he’s…”

“Killua,” his Father says, and Killua tries to gather his courage—

“We’re soulmates.”

All heads turn to stare at Gon. Killua’s eyes are blown wide, heart still racing. But Gon isn’t looking at him. His golden-brown stare is focused solely on Killua’s parents, his voice steady and sure. A surge of affection rushes through Killua in a wave.

“Excuse me?” Killua’s mother says weakly. “What did you just say?”

“Me and Killua are soulmates,” Gon repeats. “Killua’s already met my mother, so...I wanted to meet you. I asked Killua to bring me here.”

More silence.

Mother turns to Killua. The fake smile from before is back in place. “Killu, is this your new attempt to make us accept your friends?”

Killua can feel Gon’s shock in the way his hand stiffens in Killua’s. He wasn’t expecting flat-out denial, Killua is sure. But Killua isn’t surprised in the least.

“No, Mother.”

“Then why would you bring him before us and say such lies?” She gives a high-pitched, humorless laugh and Gon’s grip grows even tighter on Killua’s hand. “It’s not very funny, Killu.”

“It’s not a lie!” Gon says loudly. Killua can hear the anger building in his voice, how it shakes at the word ‘lie’. “Why would we lie about something like this?”

Killua mutters to him, “Because they don’t want to believe it.”

“Son.” Father is the one talking this time. Unlike Mother, he doesn’t look at all frazzled. Just weary. “How do you know this to be true?”

Killua quickly explains what happened last week on the high school field. Gon starts stroking the back of Killua’s hand with his thumb gently, as if he can lend Killua his strength through the movement alone. Killua thinks maybe it works because he manages to get through the entire story without cracking under his father’s intense stare or his mother’s frantic head-shaking.

His father might believe him. Killua doesn’t think his mother ever will, though. His parents wanted Killua’s soulmate to be from a grand and rich family, if he ever found them. They’d never expected Killua to find his life partner on a dusty field surrounded by snot-nosed high schoolers.

Killua’s mother lets out a hissing sound when Killua finishes. “I don’t believe it! How could you be so cruel to play with your mother’s heart like this, Killu? How could you!”

“He’s not lying, though!” Gon snarls as he takes a step forward. His eyes are flashing and his lips are twisted into a deep scowl, and Killua can tell that Gon’s frustration has finally built up enough to leak through his calm demeanor. “I don’t get it—he’s your son, why don’t you believe him?”

Father says with an air of disapproval, “Son or not, Killua has often told lies to get away with certain...standards.”

“What standards— ?”

“Gon, it’s fine,” Killua says and tugs Gon back to his side. He’d known they would react like this. Why had he listened to Gon when he said he wanted to meet Killua’s parents? “We should go.”

Gon frowns at him. “No, we can’t! They—They have to accept that we’re—”

Golden eyes suddenly light up. Gon lets go of Killua’s hands and cups Killua’s face.

Killua’s heart leaps into his throat and butterflies swarm in his chest. “Gon, what are you—?”

Gon doesn’t answer. Instead, he leans forward and kisses Killua soundly on the lips—right in front of Killua’s parents, eyes fluttering shut as if there’s no one else in the room or the universe besides the two of them.

Killua only distantly hears his mother’s horrified gasp and his father’s sharp intake of breath. His eyes are already closing and he’s kissing Gon back without thought or care, because—because how can he not kiss Gon? His soulmate’s lips are soft and warm, his calloused hands feel good on Killua’s flushed cheeks, and Killua thinks he could stand here forever, just letting Gon kiss him and melting into his embrace. When Gon kisses him, the world melts away and everything wrong rights itself. Kissing Gon is as simple and effortless as breathing, and Killua wouldn’t give him up for anything.

Because Gon is his, from the tips of his spiked hair all the way down to his dirt-smudged sneakers, and nothing will ever feel as perfect as this.

“Enough.”

Warm lips leave his and Killua blinks, dazed. His skin is tingling where Gon touched him and his mind is a buzzing haze. It takes him a few moments to realize his father is speaking to him.

Killua quickly steps away from Gon, face burning. He can barely bring himself to look his father in the eyes, but he forces himself to anyway because he owes them that much after such an intimate showing.

His father is paler than Killua can ever remember seeing, his mouth set in a firm line. Mother has collapsed back into the couch with her nails raking red lines down the sides of her face. She is beyond horrified, Killua can tell, because there’s no other explanation for what he and Gon just did:

They are soulmates. And neither of his parents can deny that now.

-o0o-

“I can’t believe you did that,” Killua hisses at Gon ten minutes later.

Gon blinks at him with wide eyes, their clasped hands swinging between them once more as the pair walk down the stone driveway. “What do you mean?”

“The kissing, Gon! You can’t just—just do that. Kissing is a super intimate thing, they don’t even put that stuff in movies—”

“But they were calling you a liar!” Gon’s brow furrowed, an echo of his previous anger coming back to him. “They didn’t believe you even though you were telling the truth!”

Killua groans, long and loud. “They were never going to believe us. I told you that before we came here!”

Gon shakes his head stubbornly and the light from the setting sun catches his eyes, turning them into liquid gold. “I couldn’t accept that, Killua! I’m a part of your life now. They were going to have to get used to me being around sooner or later.”

“And you decided you wanted them to get used to you sooner rather than later, huh?”

“Yep!” Gon says cheerfully. “Anyway, it worked, right? Now they can’t separate us or anything. We can be together forever.”

Warmth starts prickling across Killua’s cheeks. “I...I wouldn’t have let them separate us.”

Gon looks at him sideways. There’s the ghost of a smile curling at the corners of his mouth, and a strange sort of yearning surges up inside Killua’s chest.

“You wouldn’t have let them?” Gon repeats, a laugh hidden in his words. “What were you gonna do?”

Killua shrugs. He shoves the idea of himself  sneaking out of his window in the early hours of the morning out of his mind. “I dunno. Something dramatic, probably.”

Gon giggles. “You’re cute when you try to hide how much you care about being together, Killua.”

“Shut up!”

Killua shoves Gon with his shoulder and Gon’s laugh grows louder. He’s grinning at Killua with a burning emotion in his eyes, the kind of emotion that sets Killua’s body on fire, and Killua pulls Gon close to erase the distance between them.

Relief courses through him as Gon easily melts into his embrace. The hardest part is over: Mito knows about Killua, and his parents know about Gon.

...now all Killua has to do is tell Alluka.

#dc writes #killugon #hunterxhunter #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #soulmate au #Running Start #silva zoldyck #kikyo zoldyck

[hysokaz]

#this is the best killu ive ever and will ever draw goodbye #like 2 ppl know the context #whatevr #hxh #killua zoldyck #my art #lol art anyways he can kill u in 50 different ways in like 2 seconds #just. reminder he can do that<3

[ao3feed-klance]

We are Dormmates!

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SRXPBQ

by Pinkmochi112

'"I can't believe it! That mullet, after he ignored me like, months, and he have a NERVE to SMILING AT ME!" Lance McClain yelled. As he entered The dorm. Slamming the door shut.

Killua Zoldyck sprawled lazily at couch, hearing the commotion, he know that voice, without glancing up, he spoke, "Good afternoon to you too." Killua drawled, " Gon and i friendship is beautiful as ever, thank you for asking,"

Huffing, Lance went sitting beside killua ignoring his complaint, (not enough room!) "Your friendship and gon is forming because, Illumi said and I quote, 'Killu you shouldn't be friends with Gon,' and the next day you befriend gon."

Killua shrugged, "What can I say, I am a rebel,"

"Right. Doesn't mean that you wanted to pissed off illumi at all." Lance deadpan.

Smirking, killua nodded, "Yup, there's no connection at all."

☆

(Prompto's there too)

Also can be read as, Lance, killua, and prom are dormmate/ roommate.

Words: 3310, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender, Hunter X Hunter, Final Fantasy XV

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Relationships: Prompto Argentum & Lance & Killua Zoldyck, IF U SQUINT - Relationship, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Gon Freecs/Killua Zoldyck, Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum

Additional Tags: Featuring: Lance the Drama queen, Killua the tsundere, Prompto the sunshine boi, 3 fave boi in one Au, Hint of canon, Voltron is a movie, Hunter X hunter is a manga, Final fantasy XV is a game, If u squint really hard, klance, Promptis - Freeform, Killugon/Gonkillu, But mostly Lance & Killua & Prompto friendship

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#ao3feed #ao3feed klance

[bananatrashsenpai]

Top 5 Anime Characters

God choosing just five was so hard but whatever I’m down!

Tagged by @irinyaclockworker thank you Irina for breaking my heart by forcing me to choose only five! In all seriousness thanks for the tag

Rules: list your five favorite anime characters and then tag five other people

I personally tried to keep it to just one character per series for the sake of easier decision making.

5) Rin Okumura from Blue Exorcist

My reasons for liking Rin are simple, I related to him. He was just some goofy guy. Of course he’s also a badass and blue flames are an awesome aesthetic but besides the obvious points about him being cool I mostly liked him cause he was the type of guy I could see myself befriending. He seemed real to me, so do the others granted, but on top of seeming real he also appealed to my taste in friends more. Great sense of humour, sappy, likes manga, acts like a teenager, just a pretty cool guy all round. Also his relationships with his friends and Yukio are all pretty awesome, even his little spats with Bon were fun to watch! And the scene when his father died made me bawl my eyes out and it was one of the first few episodes which may just be me being a crybaby so that instantly made me attach to the poor kid. I wanna hug and befriend the dude!

4) Yato from Noragami

Once again, my reasons are pretty simple. In fact, it’s the same as Rin! I think he’s friendly and relatable. The only thing that bumps him slightly higher is that I find him funnier than Rin, but that’s mostly cause his desperateness and shenanigans are of different taste than Rin’s I guess. Either way he’s a good dude and his cat face is the best thing ever. Give this man a shrine!

3) Alluka Zoldyck from Hunter X Hunter

This one is probably the most simple reason. She’s a pure bean. And her interactions with Killua are the most adorable things ever! I was considering Leorio for this spot but Alluka has him beat. She’s not funny, but she’s really lovable. Her AND Nanika of course. Nanika’s side of things is less pure, but still cute. Mostly they’re my favourite cause the two are both a cinnamon roll. Also that one scene with Killu and Alluka with the boyo rejecting Nanika had me bawling. Another thing to note is that if I cry it means I have sentimental attachment to the character and that’s just another reason why those characters end up being my favourites.

2) Shouto Todoroki from My Hero Academia

This boy. Where do I even start with this boy. First off, like most of my favourites, he’s aesthetically pleasing to look at. Meaning he’s pretty. Not just his unique hair and eyes, but his quirks are gorgeous too. But the thing that made me attach to him the most was his backstory. Yes he’s super strong and graceful, but none of that matters if his personality is crap. But even though he’s quiet, he can actually be thoughtful and kind if he tries. And the whole reason he’s quiet and brooding is his abusive childhood. His father is horrible to him, and so Shouto fights with himself between why he wants to be hero, should he be the best, how he interacts with others etc. and I think that kind of character gets to me the most. I sympathise and understand him, so I get attached to him and start liking him. Also his strength is impressive. Not just physical, but mentally as well. He doesn’t break down under his father’s pressure, he instead rises above to become better than him. Of course Todoroki still has his doubts and makes mistakes, but he’s human, and a teenager, so it makes sense. All of that combined makes Shouto a complex, interesting character and that’s why he’s my favourite bnha character. Also I’m rambling a lot here but only because the no 1 and 2 favourites are characters that I’m passionate about and adore. I love everyone else of course, but my reasonings for 1 and 2 have more depth than the others.

1) Nagisa Shiota from Assassination Classroom

This bean has to be my no 1. Why? Well similar to Shouto I adore this boy. He’s pretty, and has the intelligence and kind personality to back it up. Not to mention he’s badass, even in a skirt! And I love his backstory. It’s another abuse story with a controlling parent but I love this one better. Granted Todoroki’s father did worse, but I’m drawn to Nagisa more because of how normal the world is. They’re both in a school setting, but I can relate the real world to Nagisa’s world more. Sure, he’s training to assassinate his teacher, but if besides the kind of learning he’s just a middle schooler. Whereas Shouto has a quirk AKA a superpower which allows him to control fire and ice. Don’t get me wrong, bnha’s story is still amazing and a good story doesn’t have to be realistic, but watching Nagisa’s mother verbally abuse Nagisa while shaking him violently after school just gets to me more than watching Endeavour with a flame beard hit Shouto in the stomach. The extra bit of realism in Nagisa’s scenario makes it slightly scarier to me. I love Nagisa’s personality and skills just like I love Shouto for the same reasons, the only difference between the two is that I was sucked into Assassination Classroom’s world, and subsequently Nagisa’s character, more than My Hero Academia and Shouto because it seemed more similar to my world. The hero/villain/powers part of it, while it makes bnha super interesting and epic, broke my immersion slightly. Granted Korosensei isn’t normal either, but I can believe genetic science gone wrong faster than I can naturally born superpowers. I adore both stories and characters, but ultimately it’s how drawn in I was to the series and character in question that differentiates the two, and I felt more for Nagisa than I did for Shouto. So that’s why Nagisa is my favourite anime character!

This was fun to do! I feel like I rambled on too much towards the end, but people know what I’m saying so meh! Anyways I’m not tagging anyone though cause I’m way too tired for this nonsense tbh not that you can tell I’m tired cause nothing changes besides me being extremely lazy lol but I might tag people later?? Idk probs not anyways I’m gonna go sleepy sleep thank you again Irina!!

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[allucka]

hmm killua!! i want to see what you think of him :3

HERE WE GO !

1: sexuality headcanon 

this isnt even a hc it's just facts: he is GAY!

2: favorite pairing

killu//gon 🤧💖

3: brotp 

HIM AND LEORIO! leorio is just dad. edit: also him and canary im literally so stupid for forgetting about them im so fucking sorry canary if youre out there i love you

4: notp 

him w any adults & family

5: first headcanon that pops into my head 

he has airpods

6: one way in which I relate to this character

complicated relationship w ur dad gang rise. and also im >:3c

7: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

u know that one scene in the chimera ant arc. when hes in the hospital. FUCK that scene

8: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

HES SHITLORD BABY THATS IT

#long post

[marciaillust]

i doubt im the first to try it buuuut you mentioned bts and it was challenge accepted gon is 100% taehyung's outfit in Save Me and killu gives me some heavy yoongi Not Today vibes i may be wrong on that last one though, the pants and shoes aren't the same ;3;

Ding ding, you are the first one! And you are entirely correct!:D Congratulations, here’s your doodle killua prize:

Thanks for participating

#secret bts challenge hidden in the tags #killua zoldyck #doodles #x-alivyre-x