#christmas with chrollo

[machi-komacineee]

Chrollo mobage cards on the theme of winter

I wanna spend my Christmas with him 💕💕💕

#hxh #2011 #hunter x hunter #hxh 2011 #phantom troupe #chrollo lucilfer #hxh chrollo #chrollo hunter x hunter #mobage cards #mobage #winter theme #winter #christmas #christmas with chrollo

[gurrenonikyotoart]

🎄🎁Happy Holidays Everyone!🎁🎄 Have a great season!

#chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #hunter x hunter #kuroro lucilfer #クロロ #hxh #phantom troupe #chrollo chibi #christmaschrollo #merry christmas #merrychristmas2023

[seiyuna]

Merry kurokura-mas 🎅🎄🎁✨

#kurokura child #kurokura #chrollo lucilfer #kurapika #sol lucilfer #merry christmas #hxh #hunter x hunter

[kimbap-r0ll]

I’m super busy but in a few days I feel like I’ll get some mass-writing done. To celebrate the holidays though, I have a few headcanons!

Phantom troupe (mainly Chrollo) and Christmas

Because Meteor City celebrates and accepts all religions, Christmas is bound to be a thing in the city. While some members may not practice it, they still want to give the children and elders something for the holiday

Chrollo likely plans this out ahead of time, choosing to be back home during the few days. If you happen to be his s/o, he’ll want to surprise you. So he won’t tell you anything

The moment everyone’s back, people likely flock to them. They tell them welcome back and things like that, the children usually tug on Phinks’s long clothes haha

Chrollo on the first day will be busy with the elders and planning for other measures against the mafia, and during this the rest of the troupe will find time for themselves. A lot of them choose to help babysit the children though, mainly because they want to help out but also because they get reminded of their own childhoods

Chrollo joins festivities later, around sunset. By then some houses have strung up makeshift Christmas lights and have planted a clothes-hanger Christmas tree in the middle of a crosspoint.

There will be a mass held in the church building later that night. Of course, Chrollo’s the only one that’s never missed it

The children receive presents on the 25th. The items are pristine, something new to them. The troupe while they mainly steal items to sell, they also collect random things to give to Meteorites (Meteor City citizens)

If Chrollo has an s/o, he’ll present them something too, but his way of sneaking into their abode might jump scare them haha

Overall, it’s a fairly good time for everyone. On some occasions, some of them pretended to be Santa and ran around the city as children pointed and squealed.

(Manga spoilers) the troupe will visit Sarasa on these occasions too, some of them bringing flowers and other small things to place. Chrollo might opt to sit there for the night too

#hxh #hxh headcanons #phantom troupe headcanons #phantom troupe #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo headcanons #christmas #meteor city headcanons

[giggly-squiggily]

Hey Squiggily! You write for Chrollo, right? You don’t write for any of the other adult trio ;-; if so could I request ler chrollo and lee reader with a sentence starter of your choosing? You have full power for this lil drabble :3

{Puffs are officially CLOSED}

Heyo anon! :D I do! Not so much for Hisoka or Illumi, no. Ahh, I love the ballroom dancing idea so much!!! I've gotcha covered, anon!

Song: Sway- Michael Buble

You looked up when jazz music started to play, the small speaker sitting on Chrollo’s desk pumping out a sort of cha-cha beat. Said man was humming along, loosening up his limbs with graceful movements. It was such a rare sight seeing him so relaxed.

“When marimba rhythm starts to play, dance with me, make me sway~” He sang along, offering you a hand as he finished the lyric. “Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more.~”

You…never danced ballroom before. Most of your moves were fairly spontaneous and clumsy. You were sure you’d end up stepping on his feet more than “swaying”.

And yet- he was watching you with such inviting eyes, it was hard to not take his hand. He pulled you up, twirling you around before bringing you close to his chest, the music seeming to engulf you as you gasped softly. His easy smile seemed to grow at your reaction.

“Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease~” The song continued on, Chrollo waltzing you with ease while you struggled not to trip and fall. There were a number of times you were sure you kicked him in the ankle and gave him a bruise, but he barely reacted. If anything, his gentle moves felt reassuring- no pressure to keep the beat but with just enough guidance to teach you.

When his hand came around your waist to hold you closer, you let out a squeaky giggle. Chrollo paused, brow raised as you felt your face warm. “Erm..hehe, sorry. I’m ticklish.”

“Oh are you now?” Chrollo raised a brow, something impish in that small grin. You knew your fate was sealed then.

“Wait- what abohohut the dahhahahnce?” You giggled out as fingers found your sides, sending bursts of mirth into the room.

“Dancing can come later. For now- I want you to laugh for me.”

#Puffs #sentence starters #tickle #tickle dabble #dancing #chrollo lucilfer #reader insert #I love chrollo so much AHHH! #I also haven't listened to Michael buble in so long lols #my parents LOVE his music- especially the christmas albums #I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy Sway hehe

[la-squadra1234]

Hello everybody and welcome back to another hunter X hunter/hxh post… but it’s not just any post this is the Christmas Eve special tomorrow I will be doing the Christmas special!!!

I am a little disappointed that my post did not get that much recognition especially since I put in all the information to the Christmas special but it’s OK who knows it may get a good amount of likes today!

I will be making this in different parts like what they will be baking what they will be using for decorations/decor if they go all out just amazing things like that!

Full credit too la-squadra1234

Food…

Feitan- he will be baking cookies but not just any kind of cookies just because it’s Christmas doesn’t mean there’s not gonna be a little bit of gore he’s going to make vampire cookies and cut off the head of the vampire and put red frosting to represent blood…

Phinks- he’s gonna make pasta and he is going to add edible stickers but they’re not just any kind of stickers he took a picture of his muscles and printed it out and somehow made it edible!!!

Nobunaga- he is going to bring cupcakes with pictures taped onto a toothpick of him and a sword they’re all mixed up cupcakes though so you either get the one with him or his sword

chrollo-he would bring A three layered cake that has all of the phantom troupe members on it along with all of their kids and at the top of the three layered cake it would be the spider tattoo that they have on them self

Hisoka- he is going to order like five party size pizzas but you best believe every single last slice is going to be eaten but of course it can’t just be all well for the phantom troupe he asked to play a little prank so he Bungee gums the pizza to the Pizza box and eventually they figured out because they could not get it off and they cut the box open and seen hisokas nen

illumi-he would bring goody bags and they would have a bunch of random stuff in it like mini cupcakes mini brownies, lollypops, stickers and so much more!

Unfortunately I am not going to be adding silva in this but I will be adding him in the Christmas special there are going to be a lot of twists in the Christmas special so be prepared because it’s not gonna be this many paragraphs it’s gonna be a whole story!

Decor/decorations

Feitan-honestly his house would probably look like it was still Halloween he would have a bunch of fake knives everywhere and vampire stickers on the wall but if he’s feeling a little festive that year he will get a Christmas tree and decorate it and that’s the most of the Christmas spirit that he is getting into

Phinks-he’s a family guy so he would have A nice tall Christmas tree with a bunch of ornaments and lights his house would be decorated with lights on the inside and on the outside!

Nobunaga-relatively the same as phinks except he wouldn’t be in the Christmas spirit that much and his house wouldn’t be that decorated on the inside just on the out so he can say that he did something lol

Chrollo-he would go to every single Christmas store and steal every single ornament that he likes along with a Christmas tree (he kind of sounds like the Grinch except he’s not stealing presents ngl😭) his house would be pretty festive but not too festive to the point where it’s colourful inside and outside there will be a lot of places in the house without colour such as the bathrooms the, bedrooms, hallways, things like that but the living room, will be festive and the dining room.

hisoka-bro this man is gonna on Christmas he’s going to have all of his friends there along with his kid and his kids friends but not like a party just a get together he’s gonna have so many decorations I swear you’re gonna go blind by how shiny they are the house is decorated on the inside and out everywhere is decorated the rooms, the bathroom, hallways, kitchen living room, dining room

Illumi-he is the one that is going to be throwing the Christmas party he is going to be hosting but it’s not going to be a get drunk and black out kind of party it’s going to be more of where your suit and a dress and there will be champagne and wine there there is going to be a massive very tall and very wide Christmas tree in the middle of the room decorated fully with lights and red and green ornaments for some reason he didn’t add white but nobody questioned it not to mention there would also be some relaxing Music and occasionally romantic music lol overall though it would be a very subtle party and very fun and there would be a lot to do for the kids they could draw play outside literally do whatever they want as long as they’re still on the mountain!

This is the end of this Christmas Eve special everybody!!! I hope everybody enjoyed if you thought this was good wait until you see the Christmas special…!

I will try my best to post as much as possible but I’m not sure what plans I have for Christmas and if I’m going with family then it will take me about four hours to get there not to mention I have a snowstorm where I live like a very bad snowstorm so that will obviously add on more time so I’m trying to post as much as possible right now and get all of my thoughts down

I can’t wait for the Christmas special again I hope everybody enjoyed and thank you for all the love and support bye now!



#new hxh story #hxh #hxh illumi #hxh chrollo #hxh hisoka #hxh feitan #hxh phinks #hxh phantom troupe #Christmas special coming up #Christmas special #have a good Christmas #Christmas Eve #it’s Christmas Eve #scenarios #stories #Hunter X hunter #feitan portor #phinks #chrollo lucilfer #illumi zoldyck #hisoka morow #nobunaga hazama

[hisokas-toybox]

Hello again fellow Hisoka enjoyer! What do you think Hiso likes to do for Christmas? 🎅

Hello :D Sorry this took so long to reply to! I was thinking about this for so long and really struggling to picture Hisoka specifically in a festive setting, then I got an idea that absolutely ran away with me and ended up involving the entire hxh cast in a kind of christmas special episode idea...

So, since we've never seen where Hisoka actually lives, I kind of default to imagining him living at Heaven's Arena. I then wondered, what if the arena held a Christmas event? A battle royale between the top fighters, with a cash prize for the winner and "mystery presents" for anyone to beat certain scores/make certain achievements (not taking any hits etc). All fighters also HAVE to fight in festive costumes and ticket sales for the event go to charity. I pictured there being a lot of generic costumes from the other fighters, lots of lame onesies, and santa suits with little effort. I also pictured the core 4 being in the audience (Gon is dressed as a christmas tree, with lights in his hair, Killua - forced by Gon - is wearing a jumper that says "bah humbug" Kurapika is in a suit with red and white stripes that look like a candy cane, complete with hat, and Leorio is in an inflatable turkey costume (he left it too late to get anything less ridiculous) as well as any other characters I could shoe-horn in (Illumi - dressed as an elf. It's not meant to be a sexy costume, but because of his generally beautiful shape, it's sexy on him and Bisky in a full angel dress with wings). As for Hisoka? Well this man is known for having outlandish outfits. How can he possibly stand out in a sea of generic Christmas costumes?

Slutty. Mrs. Claus.

Like, literally the skimpiest outfit you can imagine. Barely fits because it was designed for a woman to wear, but Hisoka doesn't care about that. Adds to the appeal of it if anything. He's having a great time prancing about, flirting and making everyone uncomfortable, fighting and making it his mission to win every single prize, (he loves all the silly stuff, but especially the festive sweets). He's managed to alter his Bungee gum too, so now it looks sparkly to match the festive theme. Meanwhile, for the purposes of a plot and more festive nonsense, the Phantom Troupe are also in the crowd. As a floor master, technically Chrollo should be participating in the event. But instead, he and the rest of the troupe have decided to just go full Grinch mode and steal the cash prize. They are all dressed in identical reindeer costumes, with Chrollo the only slightly different one, (he's wearing a red nose, because just like Rudolph, he's the leader). Kurapika only came to this event at all because he was trying to catch the troupe. The rest of the episode would mostly be low stakes comedy about the core 4 trying to stop the Phantom Troupe from stealing Christmas whilst all dressed ridiculously. Honestly, the costume thing really got away from me and now I want to draw all of them! Sorry if this wasn't what you had in mind!

#hunter x hunter #hxh #hxh asks #hxh fanfic #mine #Hisoka #Illumi #Chrollo #Phantom troupe #Gon #Killua #Kurapika #Leorio #Bisky #christmas #hxh crack

[after-witch]

"Did you...did you really hang mistletoe on every doorway in here, Chrollo?"

notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, kissin', misuse of mistletoe

--

Chrollo smiles. It's one of his nicer smiles, the kind you think would make someone else feel fuzzy and light on their feet.

It only makes your stomach curl and twist. Or maybe that was just the rich food you'd ingested at Christmas dinner, an extravagant meal at a fine dining restaurant with exclusive and, you assume, very pricey Christmas Eve reservations.

He glances up, as if the appearance of countless bundles of mistletoe throughout the hotel suite was as surprising to him as it was to you.

"Ah, I see. They must have gone overboard with my request. I did request only one." He looks back down at you sweetly, as if he isn't lying through his teeth. "I can't pass up such a lovely Christmas tradition, can I?"

You frown. You bite the inside of your cheek. You consider pushing him away and making a beeline for the bathroom.

But he'd catch you, probably, and it would be worse if you fought. So you sigh and roll your eyes and get away with a little petty murmur of, "Whatever."

Let him have his Christmas kiss, then.

You step through the initial threshold, and Chrollo shuts the door behind you. Then he pulls you closer to him, closing the distance between you so fast that it's unnerving.

He kisses you.

His lips are warm, tasting of the dark espresso brought to your table after the meal.

(You'd opted for a vanilla milkshake after dinner, partially to see if the waiter would actually bring it to your table, but mostly because it was one of the few times you were allowed to order an entire meal on your own without Chrollo navigating the menu for you.)

When he pulls away, he hums, lips lingering near yours for a few moments too long to be comfortable.

Whatever. It's over. He got his kiss. You sigh and slip out of your shoes, eager to put your feet up.

But as soon as you cross into the living room of the suite, Chrollo's arm is in your own.

"Love," he says, and then points up. The mistletoe.

"You can't be serious," you tell him, as blandly as possible, glancing around the room. It's everywhere. In between the dining room and the kitchen, the bathroom, the bedroom, the closet...

"Don't be stubborn." He pulls you closer again, and you know that no amount of physical fighting will get you out of this. "It's bad luck to break traditions."

His lips are just as warm, his breath rich with coffee; this time the kiss is deeper, longer.

Asshole.

You almost wish you'd ordered the fish, just to spite him.

#yandere chrollo #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere #afterwitch writes

[l1tw1ck]

Saw you write for hxh, I was wondering if you could do something with Feitan x dom male reader, anything. There’s barely any content like that.

sub!bottom!ftm feitan x dom!top!male reader

this super duper short, srry

cw: mild dub-con, rope bondage, aphrodisiacs, nipple play, creampie

Feitan wakes up in an unknown bedroom, naked and wrapped in black ribbons. He looks up at you in confusion, his vision blurry and cheeks flushed. “What's going on?”

You look at the card attached to the end of the ribbon and chuckle. ‘Merry Christmas – Chrollo’. “Looks like Chrollo sent me a late Christmas gift.” You lick your lips. “Can't believe you've been hiding a body like this all this time.”

He realizes what's going on, his body growing even hotter. He's definitely been drugged but he can't say that his attraction to you is only because of the aphrodisiac coursing through his body. He wants this. He smirks. “Merry Christmas then, [Name].” He spreads his legs.

Feitan moans loudly, tears streaming down his cheeks as you ram into his wet cunt. You litter kisses and bites along his body, grinning when you hear him whine from biting his nipple. You lick the hardened bud and earn more whines and whimpers from Feitan. You use your hand to show love to his other nipple. He digs his nails into his palms and comes with a loud shout, his soft walls flexing around your cock. You pull away from his chest and bring him into a kiss while you continue fucking him. Thanks to the drug, he’d be upset if you did stop.

You finally slow down and come inside of him. Feitan smiles happily at the warm, gooey feeling inside him.

#wicks🕯️shorts #top male reader #male reader #feitan x male reader #feitan x reader #hunter x hunter smut #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x hunter x male reader #hxh smut #ftm character #sub character #tw dubious consent

[ddarker-dreams]

much to your disbelief, chrollo's actually a fan of the holidays. you took him for a covert scrooge type. or, more fittingly, the grinch, considering his occupation. nevertheless, you overhear him humming some classic christmas tunes as he goes about his business. should you point out that this merriment is unusual for him, he'll shrug it off and throw in a line like 'maybe you've unthawed my heart?' for good measure. this grimace-inducing remark is a deliberate red herring. your newfound revulsion distracts you from pursuing the topic further.

the actual reason for his high spirits? it's the meteor city anecdotes he gets to share. he'll regale you with stories such as the year he found a mp3 player that worked if held just right, or when there was enough gas to power the generators for heat so more children survived that winter. you always look mortified when he casually recalls these childhood staples.

consequently, you're nicer to him in the days that follow. your normal vitriol regresses as you consider him with vaguely concerned eyes. he doesn't embellish the stories or act the part of a wounded gazelle, no, if he's to experience your compassion, he wants to experience it as himself. observing how conflicted you become after hearing his blasé recollection of tragedies is a delight. empathy is such a foreign concept to him, the mechanics of how yours works interests him greatly.

#chrollo when he discovers trauma dumping: :) #yandere chrollo x reader #chrollo brainrot #concepts

[ataraxiaspainting]

It's Cold Outside.

Yan Chrollo x F Reader.

Synopsis: A stranger has weaseled his way into every aspect of your life.

Warnings: Yandere themes, non-con/dub-con (the reader is under the influence of aphrodisiacs but non-consensually), the reader is described as AFAB and uses she/her pronouns respectfully, threats of violence, stalking, manipulation, Chrollo the Creepster, and unhealthy relationships.

Word Count: 2.2k.

Ten Songs Like This Piece:

(You’re The) Devil in Disguise by Elvis Presley

Salvatore by Lana Del Ray

Who Is She? by I Monster

Kiss Of Fire by Georgia Gibbs

Money, Money, Money by ABBA

Sex with a Ghost by Teddy Hyde

4:00A.M. by Taeko Onuki

How I’d Kill by Cowboy Malfoy

Sonne by Rammstein

The Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd

“I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground

*~*~*~*

i. “Technicolor worlds with white clouds are bound to be destroyed by silver snow.”

When you step into your house, it is like you are instantly transported back to a year ago. Everything in sight, from the walls to the shelves, has decorations of some kind, whether going all out with the kitchen table having an entire feast of delicious holiday treats made by your grandparents, or just a green and red painting of a Christmas tree placed in your older sister’s usually monochromatic room. Perhaps the painting is yet another way she proves that she can somewhat react well to requests to change her room a little bit. Even if the painting is on the farthest wall from the door and is partially hidden from view by the many anime figurines and books larger than your head. Your mother claims that it is a miracle she convinced her to put up any holiday decorations in her room at all and thus doesn’t bother her further. 

Each room also has a different festive scent, your younger sister’s room having a hot chocolate scent mixed with the smell of piled up dishes on her desk, most coming from when she was ‘helping’ your grandparents cook by ‘testing to make sure the food isn't poison’.

How heroic of her to sacrifice herself for the family.

Your room, you think, looks much better than your sisters’ combined, having decked it out to the maximum by taking out all of your Halloween decorations and replacing them with Christmas ones. It took you the whole weekend, sure, and caused you to break the bank, but your love for accessories outweighs your logic and reason by quite a lot. Your beloved record player is back on your table that also simultaneously houses your television and jewelry playing Elvis Presley’s Blue Christmas. A wreath larger than your torso is on your door and your room smells like all the holiday air fresheners you found in your closet. Pine, peppermint, orange, lemon, cranberry… all mix to make a beautiful festive scent unmatched by even your parents’ bedroom. Everything is how it should be, and how it always is every year.

Well, almost. A man named Chrollo, a man who gives you anything but comfort, has been invited to your family-only yearly Christmas party. When your father, who has always been too protective of you and your sisters and never lets you spend time with the opposite gender, told you that Chrollo of all people would be attending, you tried to argue otherwise. You tried telling him that none of you had known Chrollo for so long, but he had rebutted Chrollo’s lie that you had known him for over a year with you two developing a close bond. You realized it was too late then, and Chrollo had charmed your entire family, with even your older sister always having a smile on her face whenever she saw him at her workplace. 

ii. “Like actors, each snowflake has a different role to play. They sing along with every step of a boot as a deceitful way to express their pain.”

The moment the doorbell chimes, its piercing resonance assaults your eardrums and causes an unsettling shiver to course through your spine.

You find yourself in an unsettling situation as your family eagerly awaits, and to your dismay, you are the designated individual tasked with the responsibility of opening the door. You two are such good friends, aren’t you? We wouldn’t want to get in the way of your bonding time.

You want to say he is lying, to tell them everything, every threat he has told you, him meaning them or otherwise. But as soon as they know of what Chrollo really and truly is, they will meet a painful end; that being pushed onto train tracks, their drink being laced with a poison that destroys the body from the inside out, or having nails thrusted into their bloody palms as they hang on their bedroom wall as you look in horror. Elton, Anya, and Robert all being examples of such… You don’t want to think of the bodies just waiting to rot around the Riverbend, your fault or otherwise.

You also don’t want to drown in this river. A river inhospitable to any aquatic life whatsoever, and only harbors a barrier of carnivorous plants that eat those who dare come close. Butterworts, large lilac purple ones that feel like they have been dipped in the most tempting butter mixed with forbidden fruit and honey produced by none other than the queen bee herself. Are you the fly, or are they? You have no idea, and you don’t want to find out.

“Hello.” Your response is concise and devoid of warmth, with a noticeable absence of your usual cheerful demeanor evident in your expression and tone.

Chrollo's smile is so sinister that even the most depraved devil's grin would pale in comparison, with all the large gift bags behind him swinging like a tail.

“Ah, [First]. Happy holidays. No need to be so cold, you know. The snow is already doing that for you. So-”

Despite your strong desire to slam the door in his face, you choose to step aside and allow him entry, in an attempt to silence him.

“Put the gifts by the tree by the kitchen table. The white table and not the black one.”

However, rather than fulfilling your expectations, all he does is elicit a burst of laughter so unique that it resonates within you, while discreetly handing over the most colossal gift bag, compelling you to accept it as if under some intangible force.

“Just a little something. I know it’s customary to wait until later but… I simply can’t help myself. Open it whenever you get the chance, dearest.”

…He means right now, in your room, doesn’t he? Perhaps he installed a camera in your room as you slept, he has certainly threatened to do that before. Or maybe he will just spy on you through the little space between the door and the frame. He has done that before, after all. 

…

You resisted the urge to scream when you saw a picture of your mother sleeping blissfully, the camera focused on her ring finger with the caption Should I take another souvenir? written on it, but the card, as beautiful as it appeared with a lace envelope and your name written in script on the card’s cover above Chrollo’s, proved to be even more of a challenge. When you read the words on it, your heart plunges so deeply that you fear your gastric acid will erode it.

Save your tears. For even if you cry to the whole world, it will never be enough to make me disappear. Meet me outside in five minutes, and make whatever excuse you deem necessary. No exceptions.

As you begin to read further, a wave of fragrant and delicate floral scents envelops your senses, instantly igniting a warm sensation in your head, leaving no time for contemplation.

Trying to ignore your slight dizziness, you read the rest of the card.

Just a little something to make sure you do this. We wouldn’t want your family to see you in… what state you are about to be in, do we?

…Just what did he do to you?

iii. “With the burden of wintertime ending, nature spends time creating beautiful trees and flowers. To accompany them, she makes twisted vines and weeds, for she knows that without them there cannot be balance or purpose in being comfortably numb.”

You were on your back, on his bed, within what felt like one second, not remembering the car ride over to his place, your wrists pinned beneath the strength of one of Chrollo's hands while he looked down at you within another, his other undoing the tie of the bandana on his forehead and showing you, for the very first time, of the cross tattoo underneath it.

All you can do is watch your whole world slow down and be replaced by a dream.

A blissful and sweet dream, as sugary as saccharine and as dissolvable as cotton candy, that is a veil and covers your eyes from what is happening; until it is too late, until you feel some of his fingers go into the band of your skirt and start pulling and pulling, downward, and that is when terror went to combat with your unwanted lust.

“...What… are… you… doing…? Chroooooo…” Your words slur as your mind buzzes with euphoria, and you can feel every sensation in vivid detail, every touch and every breath feeling heightening and intoxicating. As much as you want to, you can’t tell him to stop, not now.

“Shh, it’s what you want, isn’t it?” At least that is what you think he said, because as Chrollo spoke, you struggled to decipher his words amidst the haze that enveloped your mind. Reality fragments, leaving you unable to muster the strength to plead for him to cease. “It will feel oh so very good, I promise. Very, very nice and very, very good.” With that, you come to realize the wetness between your rubbing thighs, amidst the cloudiness and the larger-than-life headache that rips your skull apart. “Do you trust me?” The voice sounds almost heartfelt, not as intimate as it could be, but it was still more than enough for your hands to cling to him and pull him in closer, faster, so he could relieve you of this hell. “I will assume that that is a yes.” His hands move to the two buttons on your blouse, undoing them with ease, softly, gently, like it was a baby bird. 

“Faster… faster…!” You feel like a man who hasn’t seen water on any day of their life, and if you lose the location of the oasis you are sure to never find it again. 

Like a man lost in the desert, you choke on imaginary quicksand, soon to drown if water does not save you.

“Aw, such a precious little thing, aren’t you?” You are gently flipped over in an instant and he unbuckles your bra, quickly. 

“If you love me… really love me… make me feel better… please.”

“Don’t worry, I will.” He flips you over again and his fingers lower to your panties, pulling them down from your trembling legs, just like he did with your skirt. “You trust me after all, don’t you?”

You cry out yes after utterly desperate yes, as he watches, his smile getting wider as he starts undoing his belt. He puts a finger on your lips after he has heard enough, shushing you gently.   

“Then trust me when I say that this, my dear, is for your own good.”

Beneath the surface, whether it be shallow or not, you have no desire to comprehend his intentions.

You don’t want to know. You just want this to go away.

iv. “Through discoveries, there is a hint of madness that enters our minds. Only then can we see our world’s colors change from squid ink and bone to begonias and finches.”

Chrollo undoes his belt, then his pants, and then his boxers. You focus on his face to ignore what is currently nearly touching the side of the mattress by a hair or two, hard and enlarged and slightly pink and-

He takes off his shirt button after button, much, much, much slower than how he took off the rest of his clothing. There exists a deep-seated anger within you, yet it is accompanied by a sense of gratitude, as both you and he are aware of your mutual aversion towards this situation.

Despite both of you being aware that this is not your desired outcome, he still kisses you, gently, full of warmth, and tenderly. What you truly desire is to satisfy the ache within you. But he won’t give it to you yet, will he?

Time seems to drag on as his kisses get faster, and more hungry, with his tongue essentially becoming another of your muscles, wet, and neither wanted nor unwanted. 

Eventually, you get what you want, after enough begging for him to just get it over with. At the beginning, there is a gentle caress resembling a warm and velvety rose petal. However, as time progresses, the touch becomes increasingly forceful until his fingers enter. But it does not hurt. Should you be thankful for that? At least he is being nice.

He starts thrusting, and that also does not hurt. No soreness. You won't feel any discomfort until your eyes meet, causing a sensation that almost makes you want to throw up, were it not for the illicit satisfaction this dreadful encounter brings. It's a peculiar kind of pain, one that lingers like a ghost stealthily gliding through walls, catching you off guard before you can comprehend its presence.

Nothing hurts, and that in of itself gives you the most pain anyone could imagine. 

v. “Heat lightning gives way to summer storms and verdant wind. This makes for a hauntingly beautiful melody of ripples and thunder.”

“…And this maiden, she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me.”

vi. “The dead, fallen leaves of autumn come in many shades from bright red to a dull brown. They flow with the wind from one place to the next as invitations from those who passed on to the living.”

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[cat3ch1sm]

༉‧₊˚🕯️🌿❀༉‧₊˚. here is your long-awaited masterlist- hopefully, this will make it easier for everyone to navigate my account! this took fucking ages because i have nearly 200 posts on here, but i did it for you guys. everyone say thank you cat3ch1sm our lord and savior for the masterlist rn. im listening 🤨 however, this is just part one because im only allowed 100 links per post (which is bullshit bro😒) so be on the lookout for more

to clarify, this is in chronological order- i literally started from the bottom of my account and worked my way up. my wrists hurt like an mf and this isn’t even it bro wtf

i officially have the longest goddamn masterlist on this app bro. what the actual fuck

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light yagami nsfw

light fucks you while ryuzaki watches

angry car sex with light

sex with light at L’s funeral

sex with light at L’s funeral- part 2

light yagami sfw

death note cast kissing you

death note incorrect quotes

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

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light stops you from writing your name in the death note

telling him you’re pregnant

ryuzaki sfw

dating the wammy boys

death note cast kissing you

angst- l confesses to you

death note incorrect quotes

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

death note incorrect quotes 2

brother/sister relationship with l

cuddling with l

telling him you’re pregnant

ryuzaki nsfw

wammy boys during sex

l tests “research” on you

l tests “research” on you- part 2

l tests “research” on you- part 3

jealous/possessive L

jealous/possessive L- part 2

misa amane sfw

death note cast kissing you

death note incorrect quotes

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

death note incorrect quotes 2

misa amane nsfw

near sfw

dating the wammy boys

death note incorrect quotes 2

near nsfw

wammy boys during sex

mello sfw

dating the wammy boys

death note cast kissing you

death note incorrect quotes 2

music headcanons- matt+mello

telling him you’re pregnant

mello nsfw

wammy boys during sex

matt sfw

music headcanons- matt+mello

telling him you’re pregnant

matt nsfw

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teru mikami sfw

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teru mikami nsfw

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miscellaneous task force members

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

light yagami fucks you while l watches

death note incorrect quotes

death note incorrect quotes 2

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gon freecss sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

you pass out during battle- part 2

killua zoldyck sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

you pass out during battle- part 2

kurapika kurta sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

downsides of dating hxh boys- adult trio+Kurapika

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

you pass out during battle- part 2

cuddling with kurapika

kurapika kurta nsfw

aftercare with adult trio+ kurapika

rough sex with kurapika- short

sucking off kurapika while he plays games with his friends

leorio paladiknight sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

Christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

you pass out during battle- part 2

leorio paladiknight nsfw

chrollo lucilfer sfw

what he would do with the death note

downsides of dating hxh boys- adult trio + kurapika

you pass out during battle- adult trio+ feitan

chrollo lucilfer nsfw

aftercare with adult trio+ kurapika

going undercover with chrollo- part one

hisoka morow sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

downsides of dating hxh boys- adult trio+Kurapika

christmas with hxh and death note- character x character

you pass out during battle- adult trio+ feitan

hisoka morow nsfw

aftercare with adult trio+ kurapika

bondage with hisoka- short

hisoka eats you out

illumi zoldyck sfw

what he would do with the death note

hxh incorrect quotes

hxh incorrect quotes 2

downsides of dating hxh boys- adult trio + kurapika

christmas with hxh and death note - character x character

you pass out during battle- adult trio+ feitan

them with an s/o that is more powerful than them

illumi zoldyck nsfw

aftercare with adult trio+ kurapika

bondage/overstim with illumi

feitan portor sfw

you pass out during battle- adult trio+ feitan

feitan portor nsfw

miscellaneous phantom troupe characters

hxh incorrect quotes

christmas with hxh and death note - character x character

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ 𝐬𝐤𝟖 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

reki kyan sfw

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reki kyan nsfw

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langa hasegawa sfw

langa bf headcanons

langa hasegawa nsfw

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miya chinen sfw

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cherry blossom sfw

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joe sfw

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joe nsfw

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🌿*♡∞:｡.｡ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

robin (Dick Grayson), teen titans sfw

them with an s/o stronger than them

zuko, atla sfw

them with an s/o stronger than them

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

sebastian michaelis sfw

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business sex with sebastian

ciel phantomhive sfw

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elizabeth ethel sfw

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grell sutcliff sfw

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the undertaker sfw

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agni sfw

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mey-rin sfw

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bardroy sfw

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finnian sfw

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miscellaneous black butler characters in various works

business sex with sebastian- mey-rin, bardroy, finnian, ciel

jujutsu kaisen, ohshc, and chainsaw man may be found in other parts of the masterlist:))

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[bwabys-scenarios]

Hi! I have a fun request ! What's Your favs favorite holiday decorations and what would they enjoy decorating the most for Xmas?

Decorating with HXH characters

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: none, pure fluff

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Chrollo

He loves making popcorn garland with you and painting ornaments then putting your handprints on them. Chrollo is big on making memories and having things that remind him of you. He never even had a Christmas tree growing up, so this is all very special to him.

Chrollo ends up picking out most of the decorations. You’d think he would adhere to his aesthetics, but no, every ornament is different and almost tacky. He explains why he picked each one and what they mean to him. When he holds up an ornament that depicts Santa Claus on a skateboard doing a kick flip, you try your best not to laugh. “It represents the turbulence of life, how even someone as well renowned as Santa has hobbies that you wouldn’t expect him to have.”

He’s just messing with you, really. He picked it out because it was silly, and when he hangs up a Naruto ornament you just giggle and go with it.

Kurapika

I feel like Kurapika would enjoy watching you decorate more than participating himself, but giving him a task to do like untangling tinsel or painting ornaments is something he would enjoy a lot!

Kurapika gets pretty severe seasonal depression. The Kurta may not have celebrated Christmas specifically, but they had their own winter traditions that he would participate in. Now, you try to include him in as much Christmas fun as possible. It’s easier to get out of his rut when he has you by his side, asking him to help decorate the tiny Christmas village that goes on the coffee table.

He excels at creative things, like painting or drawing out the composition of where the decorations would go and look the best. Kurapika is detail oriented, your home will look perfect and cozy!

He prefers to spend Christmas Eve together with you, friends, and family, and then Christmas Day with just you. Kurapika knows it’s a bit childish, but he enjoys printing out those stupid Christmas coloring pages and coloring with you. It’s just a bit of fun, but his heart does skip a beat when he sees the page he colored pinned to the fridge when he goes to put up the leftovers later that day.

Leorio

Leorio absolutely loves decorating the Christmas tree, and he likes to make a big deal out if it. He invites the other people in the main four to join you two while you decorate. He likes to do things as a group, it just feels more like he has an actual family to celebrate with that way.

As the tallest, Leorio is always given the honor of putting the star on the tree. He takes his sweet time, wanting it to look absolutely PERFECT for you.

He’ll scold Gon and Killua for eating the popcorn garland you spent hours making, only for you to defend and coo over them. “Aww, don’t yell at them, they must have been hungry!” Fortunately, they’re both very quick with their hands and help you make a new one. Kurapika helps as well, smiling apologetically for his friend’s behavior.

Leorio likes to have you sat on his lap while the two of you work on cutting up snowflakes to hang around your shared apartment. He’s better at it than you, maybe due to needing precise hands while working as a doctor. He always prefers the things you make, though.

After decorating, all he wants is to curl up on the couch and watch Christmas movies with you. The others have left by now, leaving the two of you alone. And although Leorio enjoys having a crowded home during the holidays, there’s nothing he loves more than these peaceful moments with you.

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[meyousing]

𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔, 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖔𝖗

𝖘𝖞𝖓𝖔𝖕𝖘𝖎𝖘: you had been by yourself for most of your life. the idea of meeting a stranger who could change that for you only seemed like something that would happen in a romantic film, not in real life. you were pleasantly surprised at how real this could very well be.

𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖘: chrollo x reader, yandere, implied kidnapping, brief nsfw, mentions of violence. all of this is below the cut.

You had become accustomed to living alone, having grown up under the care (or rather lack thereof) of your grandmother. Life with her was typical, albeit bland, since she hadn’t provided much more for you aside from the bare necessities; any type of relationship nonexistent. You moved out as soon as you turned 18, wanting to experience what else life could offer you outside of a place where every day began to feel the same, and ultimately blur together. Years had passed since then, you were able to find a job that was stable (keyword stable, not so enjoyable, due to it being a dreaded retail job), but you had not bothered to meet any new friends outside of casual coworkers, nor had you ventured into the dating world just yet, as you had grown used to disappointment with the boys you had met in your teens. Perhaps it was from your grandmother’s indirect neglect in your developmental years that made the idea of seeking out new relationships of any kind seem of no use to you. However, shifts at your usually drab retail job now felt worth attending, you suddenly looked forward to helping other people with their woes at your customer service desk. Something you regularly hated; now a joy, all because of someone in your life who had given you a new outlook. 

Your usual workday consisted of getting to work at 7:30am following a brief routine, packing away your personal belongings in your designated locker, and walking out to tend to the front desk of your supercentre. The place was a bit dead right now, New Years having just passed; the store now entering its “ghost months” since there was no urgent holiday coming up for everyone to buy items in bulk for. Contrary to the popular belief that these ghost months would be a relaxing time for you since the store was simply less busy, that was not true. If you had received a cent for the amount of customers who would come in and try to refund holiday decor that they pretended they hadn’t used (meanwhile you understood they were just being cheap, but couldn’t exactly say that to them) and was defective (how would they know this if they claimed not to have used it?), you could probably retire early. There was one day in particular where the amount of customers coming in to angrily try and refund a Christmas tree or New Years airhorns was absurd; your patience waning as your shift progressed. You began to expect that every customer walking over to you was about to tell you the same tale, to unload the same item onto your desk. It wasn’t until a few hours before the end of your shift that the masses began to die down and you finally felt like you could breathe again; that perhaps the last disgruntled man who exited the premises with tinsel banners falling out of his arms was actually the last of them. You had taken a moment to compose yourself and looked down to your phone, idly swiping up and down to see if you’d gotten any notifications in that time, hoping something would show up to distract the growing rage in your mind; when the sound of a customer clearing their throat brought you out of your phone-induced stupor. 

You hadn’t known that your first interaction with this customer would not be your last.

He was just so… normal? It was hard to pinpoint the right word. Right off the bat, he was different from most customers; you had gotten so used to the old, frazzled people demanding to speak to a manager before you could offer them any kind of solution; making your shoulders tense up and stay that way. This man, however, simply asked you for directions to somewhere else in the city. He walked up to your desk seemingly out of nowhere, you looked up at him and noted his appeal instantly; trying to not let that distract you from his question. Longer black hair slightly covered a cloth wrapped around his forehead, a black turtleneck hugging his muscular form covered slightly by a black trench coat. He told you that he had wanted to treat his coworkers to a nice dinner, since they were all staying in your city for some work-related purpose, yet he could not locate the restaurant he intended on taking them to. His charismatic speech made what would have otherwise been a quick, short conversation into something that nearly got you in trouble with your managers for “slacking”; not even realizing you’d spent half an hour chatting away with the man. He had initially leaned into the counter and asked for your opinion on the restaurant, his attentiveness to your thoughts about something as trivial as a local diner’s greasy food making your cheeks heat up (even the tone of voice he had when asking; smooth and kind). From there the conversation continued, until that half hour ended with him sheepishly apologizing to your irritated manager and asking you for your phone number, to keep chatting at a more convenient time. Your hand was a bit shaky while you wrote it down for him on a sticky note, even signing it with your name and adding a cheeky little heart in the corner–his charm seemed to have rubbed off on you, giving you the confidence to add the little detail. His fingers brushed against yours as you handed it to him, exchanging smiles, with his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer, before he exited the premises. 

With that meeting as your first–despite the captivating aura he possessed–he hadn’t even really set a high standard in your head just yet; perhaps due to you always being disappointed by past men who would seem too good to be true, just like this, but then eventually reveal their true intentions, and how they were directed to your body instead of you. Yet this man seemed to check every box; he was not too good to be true. 

 Your first date brought you both to a cafe, and you could recall the weather that day being quite dreary.You’d ordered a chai tea to keep yourself warm, the rain that pattered against the window at the side of your booth being easily tuned out by your heart-to-heart with the man who had introduced himself to you as Chrollo. 

“Did your work dinner go well?” you asked, fingers clasped around your mug as you brought it to your lips. The heat of the tea warmed your insides, giving you that “warm and fuzzy” feeling, though you were certain that the sensation was coming from a different source.

Chrollo smiled at you. “It was… alright. I should have expected nothing more from a diner, I figured that your description of the place as greasy was meant for the restaurant, not the food.” He then made a minorly disgusted expression as he reminisced, making you giggle, which was followed by his own fond chuckle at your reaction. 

“A greasy restaurant? Like what, the workers or something?”

“I guess so… I don’t know. I guess I was just so entranced by you last we spoke that I wasn’t thinking straight” he rubbed his neck bashfully. You couldn’t help but try to hide your face in your hand, cheeks lighting up at his words. 

“There’s no need to be such a sweet talker” you chuckled shyly, not missing how his face softened even further at the sight of you becoming so flustered so easily. Something flashed in his eyes then, something you took as mutual infatuation. His hand reached towards the one you had covering your cheek, bringing it down to the table and holding it there briefly. He slowly raised it to his lips, kissing your knuckles while maintaining eye contact. If his words were enough to have you a ruffled mess, his actions caused that tenfold. You were certain that your entire head was fuming red by now, his actions rendering you speechless. He lowered your hand again, brushing his thumb across your knuckles.

“If you find the truth in my words to be sweet talking, I’m delighted to make you feel that way.”

That date led to many more, and after about a month and a half you two had agreed upon exclusivity; a relationship. At first, you hadn’t expected anything this serious to ever come of your whirlwind romance, especially since your first-ever conversation with him implied to you that he was not from your city, and that he was only visiting for a time. As you got to know him further, he explained to you that while it was difficult for him to let you know exactly what he does for work, he and his employees travelled for it all of the time by his call, and he had decided that after meeting you, this city was where he wanted to stay. You were more than happy to let him reside with you in your apartment, and he accepted your offer with utmost gratitude (he still expresses thanks to you to this day). Knowing that it was convenient for him to continue his life and job as normal, while deciding to be with you, made your heart swell with a sort-of pride, you were absolutely enamoured. Nobody had ever made such a grave decision for you before, and that wasn’t his only one. He was utterly devoted to you, being with Chrollo was like being with a prince you could have only ever imagined being present in a fairytale. It made you feel as though holding off on relationships for most of your life was worth it, that divine timing had given you your person right when it was supposed to happen. 

 There had been one too many dates when he decided to unexpectedly bring you gifts, usually a piece of jewellery that you knew had to be more expensive than what could account for months worth of rent for your apartment. You were still unsure of his exact job by now, but you knew his wage must have been extremely high to be able to afford these things for you. You almost felt guilty for not being able to return the favour with anything of the same calibre, yet he insisted that your love was more than enough–or as he said in particular; more than he deserved. He always pampered you, offering you a massage or running you a bath if you had a particularly rough day at work; though knowing that you’d come home to him and that alluring smile made rougher work days slowly become a thing of the past, your anticipation of seeing your lover again outweighing any anxiety or frustration that your job would try to inflict upon you. He was always attentive to your needs, making food for you that he knew you preferred, and ensuring to correct it (or send it back, depending on the circumstances) if it wasn’t to your liking. He was also attentive to your other needs, giving you whatever you wanted whenever you wanted it, while being respectful of any boundaries you set. He was the closest thing that you could ever compare to perfect. And it was because of his respect for you, that you had never questioned something that has burned itself into your curiosity, you tended to wonder about it all the time; why did he always wear that makeshift bandana around his forehead? you had never seen him without it. Although, plenty of people had one particular fashion staple in most of their outfits, so you’d left your curiosities at that. You couldn’t deny that it looked really good on him anyways.

Your whine was stifled by Chrollo’s lips as he lifted his chest off of yours, resting on his elbows as he pulled his softening cock out of  you. He broke the kiss to sit back fully, you instantly missing the warmth of his body and reaching out for him. He chuckled hoarsely, linking his fingers with yours. 

“I’ll be back in a minute, okay? I’m just going to get a cloth for you.” You nodded when he squeezed your hand tenderly before feeling his weight leave the bed. It was a bit late into the night, late enough for it to be completely black outside; the only visibility coming from the street lights that illuminated a small area of your bedroom, the silhouette of falling snow making you feel serene. You watched through your eyelashes as Chrollo walked to the bathroom, observing how he leisurely turned on the light, wrapped his black bath robe around himself, and grabbed a small wash cloth. Your eyes drifted closed as your body continued to come down from the high you had just felt, listening to Chrollo turn on the tap, feeling relaxed by the sound of running water. Chrollo wet the material with warm water as he had done for you in the past, and you could hear him sauntering back to you after the tap was turned off and the cloth was wrung out, lightly tapping you on the thigh to get your attention. You had subconsciously closed your legs while waiting for him, now parting them slightly and feeling Chrollo’s cum seep out of you, making a lewd chill run across your body at the sensation. He always knew just how to make love to you; leaving you so pleasantly exhausted right after climaxing that you had to fight to stay awake. Chrollo always let you rest, but he insisted on cleaning and caring for you first so you could fall asleep comfortably. Your eyes squinted open as he wiped you off, watching him as he focused on ensuring your comfort. As your once sweaty body began to dry, and the cold weather started to make itself familiar to you again, goosebumps rose all across your body. This went slightly unnoticed by Chrollo when he stood and turned to dispose of the rag. You shivered and reached out to halt him, hand wrapped loosely around his wrist and catching his attention as he looked back to you curiously. 

“Cold” you complained with a quiet tone, voice a bit shaky as another chill rattled your body when you spoke. Chrollo grinned sympathetically at you, leaning forward and placing a kiss on your forehead, the warmth of his lips bringing you comfort. “Let me get you something to wear, then we’ll sleep.”

You relented and released his arm with a nod, arms coming over your chest so you could rub your arms and try to heat up, though Chrollo never kept you waiting for long whenever you needed something. He walked away once again and your eyes had fluttered shut from fatigue while you waited, the idea of sleep beginning to seduce you more and more. You noted Chrollo’s return as you felt him guide your arms above your head, helping you into one of his long sleeved tops (you could tell it was his from the lingering scent of his cologne near the neckline as it went over your nose). Then he slid a pair of boyshort panties up your legs, making sure the waistband hung on a comfortable spot along your hips before squeezing them sweetly and joining you on the bed once again. You let your eyes strain open one last time so you could follow his movements and slot yourself against his side, head on his chest and leg hiked over his torso as he laid on his back against the pillows. He lifted a heavy blanket over top of yourselves, arms coming together around your body to hold you even closer.

“We’ll have to get a new heater for you, love. You’re freezing now, and I thought I had warmed you up quite well” he murmured with a soft chuckle as his hand moved to stroke along your thigh, watching the bumps raise as his chilly fingers trailed along your skin. 

“I didn’t even know it was on. Didn’t think it was that bad” you muttered, lips squished against his torso slurring your speech. Chrollo smiled at your response, and one of his hands left you to reach at the night table, your ears perking up to the swish of pages from a book as he brought it to his side. You knew he had planned to read and write for a bit, something you didn’t need to open your eyes to know about since he did it almost every night. 

“I’ll write it down here so we don’t forget.” You then heard scribbles of the small pen that he kept like a bookmark inside of the journal. You intended to at least nod in acknowledgement to what he said, but sleep was starting to welcome you with open arms, and you had trouble resisting. Chrollo could tell that you had fallen asleep by the slowness in your breathing, only bringing a hand up to caress your hair to lull you deeper. 

Typically, your sleep after sex with Chrollo was solid, and you were a considerably heavy sleeper during, though for some reason tonight was different. Perhaps it was due to the cold winter air, but when you awoke, you didn’t feel as cold anymore, your body seemed to have equalized its temperature from the combination of the blanket and Chrollo’s body heat as you slept. Instead, your attention was caught by a sound; a soft buzzing that rang out every other second from somewhere distant in the bedroom. You slowly opened your eyes, and in your fatigue-induced delirium, had not realized that Chrollo was not against you anymore. More specifically; he was no longer in bed, or the room. This alerted you slightly and you looked around, noticing that nothing in the room seemed out of the ordinary aside from his missing presence. That was until you saw his phone resting on top of his book, which had been placed neatly back onto the night stand. The screen was lit up in the darkness, vibrating as if he were getting a call. It was hard to see what was on the screen from your distance, your eyes still a bit foggy, so you began to inch closer to it. Normally, you would never think about invading someone’s privacy like this; especially Chrollo’s, but him not being around confused and concerned you. Not to mention how odd it was for something like this to wake you up, the phone must have been ringing nonstop for minutes for it to have had this much of an impact on your consciousness. 

Hesitantly, you rubbed the remaining sleep away from your eyes before crawling over to Chrollo’s side of the bed, slowly grabbing at his phone just as it stopped vibrating. The trembling completely stopped once the device was in your grasp, making no sense to you, since you hadn’t hit any buttons yet. You blinked a few times, the sudden brightness of the screen in an otherwise pitch black room made your eyes burn for a moment. Once your vision adjusted, you saw the time across the top of Chrollo’s wallpaper (a photo of you from a picnic you’d had weeks prior), it said 3:45–meaning it had been nearly 4 hours since you had fallen asleep. The rest of the phone showed just one, untitled notification that took up the rest of the screen:

Look up.

A chill ran down your spine, the notification filling you with unreasonable dread. Phones usually did not ring at the rate that his was unless it were from a caller instead of a texter, and if this had been a genuine text message; it would have been from a contact, and would not be taking up the entire surface of the phone. This felt fabricated, like it was purposeful and meant to be seen by you specifically. Again, you began to feel a bit unreasonable as you sat there, hunched over with your muscles still, neck craned down to the hand in your lap where the phone screen began to dim from not being touched. How pathetic, feeling so startled, just from an unusual phone notification. In the grand scheme of the situation, this was not as unnerving as being alone right now. After rationalizing the odd appearance of Chrollo’s phone, you instead began thinking about a disappearance that was certainly much more important right now…where was he this late at night?

“You’re usually more compliant than that.”

Chrollo’s voice came out of nowhere and you couldn’t help but jolt in surprise, head turning to the bedroom door which you hadn’t realized was wide open this entire time. Because of the darkness, the entire hallway was merely a shadow; you couldn’t see anything. But you knew that his voice had come from there.

“Chrollo?”

“At least, you tend to comply a lot faster than you did just now. If I hadn’t intervened, would you have looked up at all?”

You knitted your eyebrows in confusion, unable to say anything in response to this. What was he doing? You wanted to ask him exactly that, but his emergence from the darkness caught you off guard. He looked… different.

Despite only being illuminated on one side by the street light outside that shone dimly into your bedroom, you saw that his usually shaggy hair was slicked back and off of his forehead, and he wore an outfit you had never seen before. Shirtless, but his fair skin was somewhat covered by a grand coat that lined his neck with fur and ran down to his ankles. He had pants on that could have matched the dark colour of his coat, but you couldn’t see the tone that well in the shade of the room. Though, what was most notable of this sudden appearance change, was the lack of cloth around his head. 

You suddenly felt much more awake, eyes shooting up to his forehead and spotting a tattoo that resembled a type-of cross in the centre of it. Your distance from him in the dimness made it hard to fully see in detail, but something about what you could see made you think that this tattoo was heavily symbolic for him. Why else would he have hid it from the public for so long, even hiding it from you this far into your relationship? Your relationship with Chrollo was most stably built upon respect, yet you were unable to stop yourself from immediately asking him exactly what you had been thinking, tone coming out a lot sharper than you had intended:

“Why would you hide that from me for so long?” You had instantly regretted it. He had not reacted right away, nor did he say anything for a moment. Assuming this was because of your suddenness–asking something that truthfully was not your place to ask, especially in that tone–you took your bottom lip between your teeth and gnawed on it nervously; not wanting to say anything else just yet so as to not worsen what damage you’d already inflicted. You hadn’t used a tone like that with him thus far, feeling a little bit guilty despite how obviously it was accidental. But then to your confusion, Chrollo chuckled, beginning a stride into the room, towards you. 

“I had to wait until the time was right. You know, a lot of planning had to be done the moment that I picked you. I knew I made the right decision on our first outing together. Everything just had to be done slowly, on the right schedule, but now that most of it has been finalized, I feel that we’re ready.”

His words confused you entirely. He had unloaded too much information at once, your brain completely frazzled by his words.

“What are you talking about?”

Chrollo’s lips pursed then broke into a grin, you hadn’t noticed how quickly he managed to walk over and stand directly in front of you until he was right there, his legs pressing against the edge of the bed as his hands raised to rest in his pockets. You backed off slightly, deciding to keep some distance between you both until the situation started to make more sense. From his new look, to the unusual tone in his words and manner of speech, you felt less comfortable being so close to him. Something was not right with him, you couldn’t tell how serious he was being right now. Was he in the mood for some late night prank?

“My naive little (y/n). You’re just…so perfect for me.” He tilted his head slightly, watching your defensive form with endearment in his eyes. Your knees have been brought to your chest, a hand holding onto one while the other holds you up and off of the pillows. 

“You’ll be coming with me from now on, it’s time to leave this place.” He said this with finality, and his voice made it so that; had he said something less irrational, you almost wouldn’t have questioned it, but when his words registered in your brain you had to. 

“What? Chrollo, if you want to move we can talk about it. Maybe at a different time, like over dinner or something…not in the middle of the night.” Okay, so if this wasn’t some sort of prank and instead just his proposition to move out with you…why did he decide to do this right now? why could he not have waited until the morning to ask you this…you were tired! Yet Chrollo’s expression unnerved you as he smiled in a way that would have usually made you blush, had the circumstances been different.

“You really are adorable. Come here.”

He kneeled onto the bed, sitting on the side opposite of you while extending his hand. You still felt uneasy about this, the vagueness of what he was telling you left you with more questions than any kind of answers. For the sake of getting to the bottom of what he was doing, what was going on, you took your time as you scooted closer to him, placing your hand flat on top of his palm. He then placed his other hand on top of yours, effectively trapping it between both of his. His grip wasn’t painful or anything, but you knew that it would take some effort to get out of it without him just letting you go. You usually would never consider taking your hands away from him, yet you felt the need to be guarded right now.

“Have we ever talked about the Phantom Troupe?”

He looked right into your eyes as he waited for your answer. You shook your head no, and were not looking forward to wherever this conversation was going. You knew of the phantom troupe and what they do; what they’ve done. What’s with bringing this up out of nowhere? You two never talked about such obscure topics, he knew how you felt about injustices. Bringing up a group that embodies the word was something you hadn’t expected him to do.

“A pity. But I suppose it’s never too late.”

His grip tightened on your hand then. The squeeze was so hard, it now ensured that your hand was stuck where it was; you were connected to him until he allowed you to be let go.

“Chrollo, my hand–” you whimpered.

“You’ve always been alone. You’re an outcast, just like the rest of us.”

Ouch. Naturally with being in a relationship, you’d spoken to him about many personal woes, especially your lack of a real family, your lack of genuine, close friends. You always told him how much joy it brought you to finally be able to go on outings with someone who meant the world to you, and you to them–that someone being Chrollo. Your throat started to swell and your eyes watered. An outcast? He had never spoken to you this way before, insecurity plagued you.

“Why…would you say that to me?”

“Because it’s what makes you so perfect. It was fate that brought us together, (y/n). Now that we’re established, it’s time you hear the truth and continue your life the way it was meant to be lived.” His hand on top of yours rubbed along the side of your wrist soothingly.

“It doesn’t have to be an official inauguration, but I’d like for you to join me and the rest of the spiders.”

He barely gave you any time to fathom the weight of that sentence before he continued.

“I truly do love you, (y/n). I wouldn’t have stayed in one place for such a long time if not for you. It posed a bit of a risk at points, trying to operate in such a small town for longer than the duration of our initial mission. But this era has reached its end, it’s time to go home.”

He stopped talking then, allowing silence to fall, to let his words linger for a bit. Your eyes slowly panned down and away from him as you stared off blankly, yet your mind raced at a mile a minute. Your boyfriend…your angelic, loving and devoted boyfriend, was a member of the phantom troupe. By that same logic, he was a criminal, with a Class-A bounty on his head. And now, he wanted you to come with him as he continued his rampage in other places of the world. Your heart thrummed rapidly, ears ringing and chest beginning to heave laboured breaths as the reality of this situation truly dawned on you. Chrollo, who you had been vulnerable with, showed tender parts of your heart and body, was a lie. He was not who he claimed to be, yet you had been so utterly fooled. Naive, like he said you were. 

You were certain that he could feel your hand beginning to clam up, and you started to drag it out of his grasp. As expected, his grip had not let up just yet, your effort futile. You imagined that maybe if you expressed your want to be let go, he would. Forcing yourself to meet his eyes, you hated how different they looked. Eyes that were usually tender and loving, or so you thought–maybe they never truly were tender or loving–now looked much darker. Narrowed, sharp and focused right on you. He still seemed so definitive in his words, in his decision to “bring you home,” wherever that may be. 

“I…” you started, your throat dry and making the syllable sound more like a crack in your voice. You swallowed hard then cleared your throat, not wanting to have to repeat yourself once you had said what you planned to say, since you were beginning to feel ill. You hadn’t noticed that your eyes had shut immediately after catching sight of his stare, in a subconscious way to cower away from the intensity of it. You forced yourself to be brave and stare back right back at him once again, though anyone else with eyes could tell your bravery was a front. 

“I…will not be going with you. That lifestyle is not for m–”

“Of course you would think that you have a choice” he cut you off and chortled, despite his tone being humourless, almost disappointed. You didn’t like the sound of it. “It was cute of you to think so. You don’t need to partake in the lifestyle, but you’ll be at my side no matter where we spiders go.” 

Your eyebrows furrowed, and panic began to seep in. You really did not want any part of this anymore, and you started pulling away from his hold even harder now. The finality of his words made you anxious, your once watery eyes now fully shedding tears. You thrashed back and dug your feet into the mattress, exerting as much strength as possible into getting away from him. If you blinked you would have missed it; Chrollo smirking from the corner of where your eyes were focused on your interlocked hands, before he slightly loosened his grip. With the amount of power being put into your squirming, it caused you to fly against the pillows and land on your back away from him, skull having been inches away from hitting the headboard. He was on top of you in an instant, and you immediately recoiled and tried to wiggle away from him, but he had managed to pin down your limbs. 

“Chrollo, please don’t make me go with you, I’m happy here! I’ll keep your secret, if you just leave me behind, I promise–” He leaned closer to you as you became hysterical, the unexpected proximity making you panic as you hiccuped, trying so desperately to wriggle out from under him and just run. “I’m used to being alone like you said, you can leave me here, I won’t hold it against you!” you sobbed.

“Don’t cry, my love.” He brought up his hand to thumb at the tears dripping down your cheek, and you despised how quickly the feeling of his palm against your face managed to calm your hysterics down–as if none of this had actually happened–that the man caressing your face was indeed the same Chrollo you knew and fell in love with. But his appearance alone helped you to know better; that tattoo now becoming his most prominent feature as he stared down at you. Your body stilled for the most part, aside from the rise and fall of your chest in quick succession, as well as your quiet cries.

“I’m begging you…” you whispered, sniffling and taking a deep breath to try and regulate it. The look on Chrollo’s face could almost be described as sympathetic, eyebrows meeting sadly as his hand pressed further into your cheek. But you were starting to know better. 

“I know that you’ve been alone for your entire life.” He began to speak, his hand slowly sliding down from your cheek and closer to your neck. The change in placement made you whimper; this being an action he’d done to you in the past that you had learned to associate with pleasure, but now filled you with dread.

Before you could say anything else, not even a second had passed, and suddenly there was a horrible sensation in your throat, like you had been punched. You groaned, and it should have been audible, yet you couldn’t make a sound–your vocal chords had somehow been struck. Your eyes widened in fear and confusion as you tried to make a noise, anything at all, only to remain silent. What just happened?

Your pain made it so that you had barely noticed how Chrollo’s hand seemed to have moved positions within that time–not quite in the same spot as it was before–it was a bit lower on your neck now and closer to your collarbones. His fingers wrapped against the side of your neck, his thumb rubbing along your throat. He wore a much too prideful smile, and it was in that moment that you realized what kind of power Chrollo had secretly been capable of; what he had over you. No matter what you wanted, if it was different from what he desired, there would be nothing you could do. 

He leaned even closer to you, hand starting to squeeze around your throat painfully as your eyes screwed shut. He dug his thumb hard into the side of your trachea, forcing your eyes wide open as pain cramped under the pressure of his hand. Your vision began to strain, periphery darkening. His nose brushed against yours as he murmured his next words, which you almost missed as reality began to black out around you. 

“I promise, you’ll never be alone again.”

© meyousing 2022. do not share/export my work on to any other platforms. do not translate my work. 

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✨Random Heacannons✨

Sorry I've been so inactive lately I am working on a one shot for Hisoka but it might be a while because I really haven't found the motivation for it yet but in the mean time here are some head cannons for the adulttrio

Illumi

Sleeps with a fan on no matter what

Cold hands always

Listens to like Paramore and Green Day

Also Hinder

All his laundry is either neatly folded or ironed and hung up

Likes awkward silences and prolonged eye contact

He thinks of it kinda like a competition like whoever stays silent the longest wins

He always wins obviously

Doesn't have a skin care routine

Probably doesn't understand why you need one

Wears rings a lot

He loves any gift you give him no matter what

Your gifts mean the world to him even if he doesn't show it he has a special place for all of them and he really does cherish them

Secretly wants you to play with his hair

Chrollo

Let's you wear his jacket

Loves candles

Specifically like Christmas-y scents

He reads romance and mystery books

He'll read anything but prefers those

He listens to The Cure

He like boys don't cry probably his favorite from them

He always makes his bed in the morning

Huge coffee drinker

He has to have it in the mornings

He has a long ass starbucks order

Probably makes you order it for him though

There's a lot of stray cats at the hideout and he tries to be them all

He likes when you sit in his lap and listen to him talk

Hisoka

I feel like he's a heavy sleeper

Like I know he's gotta be alert all the time and stuff but also idc

Would force you to cuddle with him in the morning until he's ready to get up

Likes to bake with you

He knows a few things but he prefers to be a menace and steal frosting

Sometimes he bungee gums things to the roof and waits for you to have to look for them

You always catch him looking at the roof then giggling though

Let's you paint his nails and do his make up

You guys do skincare together

He loves when you guys can be vulnerable together so it means a lot to him

Would also join you in the shower

Not necessarily for sex just to be close to you

He loves intimacy

I've said it before but big PDA

Doesn't care if people are looking

Likes to show you off to Illumi and Chrollo

#hisoka hunter x hunter #hisoka hxh #hisoka x reader #illumi zoldyck #hunter x hunter #hisoka morrow #hisoka hcs #hisoka #hisoka morrow x reader #hisoka morow

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Part two,

The New Year’s Eve party at the zoldyck estate!

Chrollo grabbed a empty alcohol bottle and threw it at one of the assassins and it made the assassin very upset very very upset they got into a whole fight and the phantom troupe was not having it and they just said that that assassin ruin the fun and that this is a party and what does the assassin expect but then there was a huge twist….

The assassin or the supposed to be assassin was actually one of the mafia leaders and he actually ended up killing one of the assassins that silva invited just so he can infiltrate the building then the mafia showed up and started shooting everybody and trying to kill everybody (except for the mafia boss obviously)

Killua,chrollo,silva,illumi,kikyo,feitan and Zeno were furious by this and ended up taking every single person that was in the mafia who was inside of their mansion to the torture chamber (or to that big ass dog mountain lion looking ass thing💀😭) feitan said fuck this party and he went down to the torture chamber and started carving peoples eyes out and making the other members look at them and then started carving their tongues out and suffocating them until they pass out and then when they wake up he would just stomp on them with nen so it would really hurt the zoldyck along with the phantom troupe actually surprised from feitans behaviour as normally he would never snap if something like this happened (I guess man really just wanted to enjoy the party🥲)

Then once feitan was done they started going back to partying drinking eating all the food and having so much fun hisoka got really drunk and sense he’s a dumb ass when he’s drunk he decided to kiss Illumi but his vision was kind of fucked up and he ended up kissing…

Silva, hisoka just kissed illumis DAD SILVA ZOLDYCK!!!

(hisoka I don’t care what the fuck kind of mental issues you got what the hell are you doing you’re literally about to die)

Everybody just stood there with their mouth wide open even kikyos loud mouth ass did not say shit then phinks yelled “BRO YOUR KISSING DADS NOW?!?! THANK GOD MY DAD IS DEAD AND I DO NOT KNOW HIM!!!”

Everybody except for kikyo,illumi, and silva burst it out in laughter kikyo then Felt so embarrassed to the point where she grabbed the microphone and yelled “ listen here you little shit you guys ruin this entire party this was supposed to be a fun and nice casual party we had a bunch of drinks for you guys to drink and a bunch of food and you guys took advantage of that you piece of shit you are never welcome back at the zoldyck estate again and as for you hisoka I should kill you right now for even having the near thought of kissing my husband MY HUSBAND!!! Illumi you should have never invited any of these freaks! And you(she said pointing at phinks) you dumb blonde your joke is not funny at all!!! You are embarrassing everybody and creating a horrible impression you know what get out everybody is kicked out this party is done!!!”

Everybody stood there and shock the zoldyck know that kikyo can lose her shit sometimes but she has never lost her shit this bad…

Everybody that was invited then ran out before anything could escalate any further than it already has

I know this is a really shitty ending but I can’t think of any other ending I am sorry😕

But I hope everybody who is reading this enjoyed I tried my best to think of something crazy to happen and that’s just what popped up in my mind when I write I don’t really have an idea planned I just write whatever comes to mind instantly!

Anyways thank you for reading I hope I can post more often I also love all the love and support that I am getting thank you so much I appreciate it with all of my heart💕

Thank you everybody bye now!



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