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Fixer Upper

Part 16

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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(Name) opened her door, a smile on her face. “Poks, Poni! Welcome!”

The two walked in, looking around her less than impressive apartment. “Oh, wow… it’s certainly an apartment.”

Pokkle elbowed the blue haired girl, who coughed before speaking up. “What I mean is, this place is lovely.”

“Thanks Poni, but I know it… average? I mean at East there’s no pests. My last apartment had a bad rat problem.”

They both grimaced.

“Yeah, they were like the size of my arm. Thought of keeping one as a pet. I mean, they were dog sized.”

“Dog s- never mind. We brought some gifts.”

(Name) gasped when they pulled out a gift basket and pot of flowers. “Guys, you shouldn’t have!”

She placed the basket on her counter, before looking at the pot of flowers. “What are these?”

Ponzu smiled, her bees flying around the small red flowers. “They’re poppies, Poppy!”

“Poppy?”

The two smiled at her. “Yeah, it’s your nickname. You call us Poks and Poni, so we’re gonna call you poppy!”

(Name) laughed. “Oh really? Is there a reason for that name specifically?”

———————

(Name) packed her suitcase yet again after seeing off her two friends. ‘I’m going to miss them…’

She pulled her suitcase towards the airport, where she’d be meeting Gon and Killua.

It was early July, and the two had asked her to join them on whale island to catch up and train.

“(Name)!”

She gasped when she felt someone jump onto her back. “G-Gon?”

He laughed, hugging her from behind as she tried not to fall over. “Hey, did you miss me?”

The weight on her back disappeared as she heard yelling from behind her. “Gon, you idiot you can’t just jump on people!”

“Killua!”

She turned around and pulled the two boys into a hug. “I missed you both so much. My sweet boys!”

Gon laughed, Killua halfheartedly swatting her away. “Let’s get boarded, and we can talk then!”

(Name) nodded slowly as they explained what happened in Heavens Arena. “You fought Hisoka? Gon…”

She patted his cheek, the boy leaning into her touch. “I’m okay, (Name). It was a… learning experience.”

(Name) sighed before leaning back in her seat. “I understand you want to get stronger, Gon, but please be careful.”

Gon nodded. “I promise I’ll be careful!”

They arrived on whale island after around 2-4 days of travel.

“Wow, it’s been such a long time since I’ve stood on my home ground! Ahh, the air smells so good!”

The two sniffed the air as (Name) pulled her suitcase behind them. “So, where’s your house?”

“We gotta take a bus to your house, right?”

“There aren’t any buses!”

(Name) hummed as she walked around, stopping by a market stall. She bought some bread and cheese, walking back to the two boys as they continued talking.

“It’ll take all night to get there? What are we going to eat?”

Gon held up his apple, and (Name) laughed. “Well good thing I grabbed extra.”

The three walked along the river, eating the food (Name) got along with the apples the captain gave them.

Early the next morning, the three spotted Gon’s house. (Name) trailed behind them, Gon pulling her suitcase.

“Aunt Mito, I’m back!”

Aunt Mito waved at them from the porch, (Name) sighing in relief. ‘Oh thank god.’

Killua and (Name) blinked when Gon sprinted off to hug Aunt Mito. They watched as they chatted for a moment, then Aunt Mito looked up.

“Oh, are these two friends of yours?”

“Yeah, we met during the Hunter Exam! She’s (Name), and he’s Killua!”

Aunt Mito smiled at the two. “Oh right, the ones your wrote about in your letter!”

(Name) gave them a polite greeting. “Hello, thank you so much for allowing us to stay.” she elbowed killua to get him to give a greeting as well.

“Hello…”

“Gon this is the first time you’ve ever brought home some friends to visit! (Name), Killua, right? I’m Gon’s Aunt Mito, I hope you two feel right at home!”

They followed her inside, (Name) setting her suitcase by the door. The two peeked inside it, both having places their extra clothes in as well.

“I really wish you would have let me know before hand you were coming home, I could of prepared something.” Aunt Mito said with a sigh, taking out ingredients.

(Name) hovered around the kitchen, feeling a bit useless.

“Whatever you’ve got is fine!” Gon said, grabbing (Name)’s hand and pulling her towards the living room.

“Well you knows it’s not every day we have guests in the house!”

“No, really, it’s fine.” Killua replied to Aunt Mito.

“I could help if you need it, I promise!” (Name) said, peeking into the kitchen again. Aunt Mito waves her off.

“You’re a guest dear, you just relax, I’m sure the journey here was tough on you.”

(Name) twiddled her thumbs, the two boys standing on either side of her.

“Now that you mention it we are kind of hungry. We’ve been walking since last night, so yeah!” Gon said, leaning his head against (Name)’s arm.

“Well I guess that explains why you three are so dirty. (Name) why don’t you go take a bath in my room? Gon, Killua, you two can use the big bathroom down the hall.”

“Wait right now?”

“Yes, just leave me your clothes. I’ll wash them later.”

(Name) gave her a polite nod before walking towards the room she pointed to.

After a nice shower, she walked back to the kitchen, sitting at the table. “Miss Mito, are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help?”

“Just Mito is fine, and it’s almost ready. You could help set the table, though!”

(Name) jumped up at this. “On it!”

Killua and Gon walked into the room, both now clean and wearing different clothes. The girl couldn’t help but squeeze their cheeks. “Aww, I think this is the first time I’ve seen you both all nice and clean.”

She gave them a hug before continuing her work. Killua followed behind her like a lost puppy, occasionally jumping back when she’d turn around.

‘Haha, he doesn’t want her to know he’s following her!’ Gon thought, snickering.

(Name) helped Mito set the table, patting Killua’s head as she took her seat. “Hungry?”

He nodded slowly, (Name) giggling at his excited face.

“This tastes great!” Killua said, happily munching on an omelette. (Name) nodded in agreement.

“You think so?”

“I told you Aunt Mito’s cooking is the best in the world!”

“Mito, you’ve got to show me how you got these omelettes to be so fluffy!”

The red haired woman laughed, basking in the compliments. “Of course!”

As they ate, Mito passed out more food,

“Here, try these.”

Killua stared at the red peppers, picking them off his plate and placing them on another.

“Killua! You really shouldn’t pick at your food like that. Don’t you know red peppers are good for you? You should at least try it.”

“Ahaha, actually I’m not really a big fan of these. Sorry.”

“Oh good, at least you’re not allergic to them! They’re delicious. Go ahead and take a bite, you’ll know what I mean.”

“She’s right Killua. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Ahh! Mom, quick, get a towel!”

———————

The two left to go play in the forest nearby, leaving (Name) with Aunt Mito.

“So, how was your experience with the Hunter Exam?”

(Name) sighed, sitting down in front of her. “Exhausting, but…”

She glanced down at her phone’s Home Screen, smiling to herself. “I met a lot of important people there. Gon and Killua included. You raised a really sweet boy, Mito.”

Mito laughed, handing her a cup of tea. “I would hope so. Tell me, what was he like during the exam? He wouldn’t tell me everything, and I would like to know more.”

(Name) told her as much information as she could without potentially getting her younger friend in trouble. Mito nodded along, giggling when she saw how hot (Name)’s face got when she talked about Kurapika.

“So, this Kurapika… you like him, don’t you?”

(Name) sighed, hiding her flushed face. “Is it that easy to tell?”

Mito laughed. “Yes, it is. He must be quite special to have caught the attention of a sweet girl like you.”

They talked into the evening, and this time Mito allowed (Name) in the kitchen to help her cook. She taught her several tips and tricks, (Name) writing each one down.

The two boys got back all dirty again, being scolded and told to go take another bath. After that, they all ate dinner together.

“Time for bed, you two. I’ll be up in a moment, okay?”

Mito blinked when the two immediately listened to (Name)’s words. After the two were out of sight, (Name) realized what she’d done. “Oh, sorry Mito! I’ve just gotten used to taking care of them.”

“No, please don’t be sorry for that. I can’t tell you how thankful I am knowing Gon had someone like you by his side during the Hunter Exam.”

They shared a smile, before (Name) got up and stretched. “I should be getting to bed too. First I need to go say goodnight to both of them.”

She waved to Mito before walking to their shared room.

“(Name)!”

Gon was about to leap out of bed to greet her, but stopped when she shook her head. “Wait there, I’m coming.”

(Name) sat down beside him and leaned down to kiss his forehead. “Goodnight, Gon. Sweet dreams.”

“Goodnight, (Name)!”

She move on to Killua, who was impatiently waiting for her. She gave him a peck on the forehead. “Goodnight, Killua. Sweet dreams…”

She gave him another forehead kiss when he pouted at her. “And one more for good luck!”

The white haired boy swatted her away halfheartedly again, (Name) laughing. “Oh, I get it, you want me to go, huh?”

She stood up, about to leave before Killua grabbed her arm. She glanced back at him inquisitively, the boy unsure why he’d done that himself.

“… could you stay a little longer? Just until we fall asleep?”

(Name) took a second to register this request. ‘Where did this come from?’

Nevertheless, she sat back down, the boy snuggling up onto her lap. She hummed quietly as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Unbeknownst to them, Mito watched the scene from outside the door. ‘How cute…’

———————

(Name) woke up when she felt someone kick her. “Ow…”

She blinked her eyes open to see killua snuggled up against her, having kicked her in his sleep. ‘Did I fall asleep in the boys room?’

She attempted to get up, but the boy clinging to her grumbled at that. She glanced at the window to see it was still night time, maybe early morning. (Name) settled back into bed, making herself comfortable before going back to sleep.

“Alright boys, (Name), it’s time to get up!”

“Yes, Aunt Mito!”

Killua and (Name) groaned when the boy shook them. “Wake up!”

The sun peaked in through the window, shining down on the pair. Night was over, and (Name) had to use the bathroom.

“Okay, Killua, you gotta let go of me now.”

The boy didn’t answer, only cuddling into her closer. “Gon, can I get some help here?”

Gon ran over and grabbed Killua, pulling him away so (Name) could escape. She watched in amusement as the boy searched for her in his sleep, handing him a pillow to be her substitute.

After using the bathroom, she returned to the boys room to make sure Killua was up. He was, but barely. (Name) opened up her suitcase and laid out a pair of clothes for him to change into before going to her own room to unpack.

She unlocked her phone, scrolling to Kurapika’s contact and attempting to call him.

‘Oh, no service…’

For some reason, this made her… nervous. She would be alright going a few days without speaking to him because she knew it was because she didn’t have any service.

But he wouldn’t know.

Kurapika paced, his nen master raising an eyebrow an eyebrow at his unusual behavior. “What’s up with you, Kurapika? You’re acting strange.”

The blonde huffed, pulling his phone out and glancing at the time. On whale island, it should be around 10 am, and they usually called at 8 am her time every morning.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.”

His pacing continued. “Are you thinking of that girl again?”

Kurapika paused, shooting his master a look. “Tansy none of your business.”

“It is when it’s affecting your training.”

He sighed, sitting down in front of his master. ‘Is she really affecting my training?’

(Name) sighed. The day had passed by quickly, Gon and Killua watching a movie she downloaded on her phone as she folded laundry before bed.

“We’re gonna get the internet set up in two days, then you’ll be able to contact Kurapika again.”

Gon was trying to reassure her, but she could only continue holding to keep her mind off of it.

Kurapika tossed and turned again that night. He struggled to sleep without the sound of her sleeping on the phone. He slid open his phone and listened to a voice message she sent.

‘Hey, Pika, I just found the cutest dress! I’ll send you a picture in a minute. But before that, let me tell you about the crazy day I had!’

He chuckled as the message continued, eyes getting heavy as she explained her day. Kurapika clutched his blanket, chest feeling heavy.

‘Have I gotten so used to her that sleeping without her is impossible?’

Kurapika was able to drift off, but not peacefully. The weight of this knowledge weighed heavy on his heart.

‘Can’t… can’t keep going on like this.’

———————

“Once you got that cable hooked up, we should be able to access the internet!” Killua said, directing Gon.

(Name) eat near them, occasionally handing Gon tools.

“Gon?”

The boy leaped up to peer over the roof at Mito. “Yes?”

“I’m going out for a little while, could you watch the place?”

“Yeah, okay!”

“Thanks, I appreciate it!”

Gon glanced at (Name) and Killua, giggling to himself. The two ended up watching Mito’s bar.

Killua sat behind the counter, looking sleepy as (Name) swept the floors. When she heard him yawn, she made sure to finish up so she could carry him home to nap.

Unfortunately, he fell asleep before she was finished. (Name) shook her head at the boy, picking him up carrying him to his room so he could sleep peacefully.

When she tried to untangle the boy and lay him down, he grumbled again and refused to let go. ‘Oh, Killua…’ she thought, lying down with him. ‘Good thing Mito’s mother saw us leave…’

She attempted to keep herself awake, humming to the boy as he slept, but couldn’t help dozing off with him.

(Name) rubbed her eyes as she woke up, glancing out the window to see Mito cutting Gon’s hair.

“Oh, you two are awake! You both fell asleep on the job.” Gon said, Mito moving his head to trim the other side.

“Gon! Are you getting your hair cut?” Killua asked, climbing off of the bed.

“Yeah, it was getting kind of long.”

“Okay, now how about you? Do you want a haircut? Looks like you can use a trim.” Mito asked.

Killua glanced between the scissors and Mito, (Name) picking up on his anxieties.

“I can cut your hair, Killua.”

This made him sigh in relief. “Yes, that sounds good.”

(Name) sat him down in a chair outside, wrapping a towel around the white haired boy. “Wow, Killua, your hair is so soft…”

She ruffled his hair, causing Killua to huff. “Hey, I said you could cut it, not play with it.”

(Name) laughed, beginning to trim it. “Sorry, sorry. It’s just…”

She ran her fingers through his hair, humming. “You’re kind of like a dandelion. Hmm…”

She closed her eyes, then blew on his hair. The boy laughed, swatting at her half heartedly. “Hey, what was that for?”

“I just made a wish! They say if you blow on a dandelion and make a wish, it comes true!”

Gon nodded, sitting on the ground next to them. “Oh, I heard of that too! Aunt Mito said you gotta close your eyes and wish with all of your heart!”

Killua tilted his head. “Really? I never heard of that… so, (Name), what did you wish for?”

She giggled, continuing with his haircut. “Can’t tell you that, silly, then it won’t come true!”

Killua closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of his hair being cut. ‘Hmm… this is nice.’

———————

Kurapika jumped when he heard his phone ring. He scrambled over to it, heart soaring when he saw (Name)’s contact.

“(Name)!”

He melted when he heard her giggle on the other end of the line. “Pika! Sorry for the wait, whale island has like no signal! Gon and Killua just got the Wi-Fi set up here, so I can at least call.”

“Oh…”

Several situations of why she hadn’t called had gone through his mind. They ranged from her forgetting, to purposefully not calling him, to her being injured or even dead. Not once did he stop to think there may be a simpler explanation like not having service.

“I’m having so much fun though! Toady Mito, or well Gon’s Aunt Mito taught me how to make the fluffiest omelettes! I can’t wait to make one for you, Pika!”

Although his tummy filled with butterflies at the thought of making something specifically for him, he couldn’t let those fuzzy feelings linger. “(Name), I need to… ask something of you.”

She went quiet, before nodding. “Go ahead, Pika.”

He inhaled, hand shaking as he looked down at her contact photo. It was the picture of her kissing his cheek, something he would never be able to forget.

“… never mind, it’s nothing. Please, tell me more about your time on Whale Island so far.”

Although she could tell he wanted to say something, she didn’t want to push him. After all, if it was something important, he’d tell her when he was ready.

After a few hours of mindless chatting, Kurapika ended the call. He bit his lip, swiping through the pictures (Name) had sent him.

He stared down at the pair of earrings she’d sent him for his birthday, holding them up to the light. They were rubies that dangled on silver chains, and he had been meaning to wear them.

Kurapika took the first one out of the box, eyes softening. They were beautiful, and he didn’t want to think about how much she spent on them. He put the first one on, using a stream as a mirror.

‘Pretty…’

Kurapika might not look like it, but he was a fan of jewelry. He tried to hide this little interest of his, not wanting to come across as greedy. After all, Kurapika was after people that collected disgusting things, he didn’t want to be associated with them in the slightest.

But right now, he allowed himself to stare at the dangling jewel, turning his head in different directions to watch it glitter in the setting sun.

He put the other one in before standing up. With a final look at himself in the stream, he knew what he had to do.

When the awful thought of (Name) possibly being hurt or kidnapped because of her ties to him crossed his mind, his immediate reaction was to do anything to get her back. And that… scared him. How had he let himself grow so attached to a person, let himself get so… soft?

Was he really willing to not only put her in danger, but jeopardize his mission because of her? If it came down between her and defeating the Phantom Troupe or collecting the scarlet eyes, what would he choose?

Kurapika scrolled to her contact, sliding to the left and pressing mute. ‘I can’t… I can’t allow myself to grow soft. She’s… she’s becoming a liability.’

He opened up his satchel, pulling out the small postcard she had sent along with the earrings.

“Though they dull in comparison to your scarlet eyes, I thought rubies would be the closest to complimenting them. Happy 18th birthday Pika, I hope I can celebrate it with you next year!”

-Love, (Name)

He felt tears well up in his eyes. Kurapika was really about to go through with it.

‘I’m such a coward, couldn’t even tell her that I could never see her again…’

He stuffed the note back into his satchel, throwing it over his shoulder.

“Master, I’m ready.”

———————

(Name) hummed to herself, taking a picture of her new pajamas and sending it to Kurapika and Leorio before leaving the bathroom.

Like usual, Leorio was quick to respond.

Oreo: looks great, sunshine!

She giggled, sending him a quick text back.

(Name): thanks, Leorio! Can’t wait to see you this September!!

(Name) waited for Kurapika to respond, eyebrows furrowing when five minutes passed without a response. ‘Hmm, he must be busy…’

“(Name), help!”

The girl looked up to see the boys rushing into the bathroom past her, Gon carrying something in his arms.

“(Name) knows medical stuff, she should be able to help!”

Gon pulled her into the bathroom, showing her some type of small cub. “Oh, Gon…”

The poor thing was panting, barely hanging on to life. They moved out of her way, allowing her to badge its wounds and place it on a towel.

“Gon, sweetheart…”

She was trying to think of how to deliver the new that the little cub wouldn’t make it when they began fighting.

“No way, I’m not gonna let you do that!” Gon exclaimed, pushing his friend away.

“Get out of the way, it’s too late! Listen to his breathing, he can’t be saved so I’m putting him out of his misery!” Killua said.

“No, you can’t kill him!”

“He’s not going to survive!”

“No, he will okay, because (Name) and I are gonna help him!”

“Ugh! That’s it, out of my way!”

(Name) stepped forward, pushing the two apart. “Hey, this isn’t a time to be fighting!”

“That cub is dying, so I just want to put an end to its suffering! Isn’t that obvious? It’s not going to survive, so it’s stupid to try and save it.”

“Killua…”

She grunted when she felt his sharpened nails pierce her skin. “I know you just want to end its suffering, but right now it’s alive, and I won’t let you be responsible for another living beings death!”

He stepped back a little, retracting his claws as his eyes bore into his hands. Blood, HER blood was coating his fingertips.

“Killua, let me shoulder this burden, okay? You’re a child, you shouldn’t be responsible for this.”

He sat down, bringing his knees to his chest. “But… killing is all I know.”

The room was silent for a moment, only the sound of the small animal panting able to be heard.

“Wait, we do know a way Killua! Our nen, we can use our nen to save the cub! Like when Wing transmitted his aura into us! Remember? He taught us that every living thing has its own aura!”

(Name) watched at the white haired boy perked up. ‘Nen?’

“You’re right… if we can enhance the aura of that cub, he could make it. It’s worth a try!”

The two approached the cub, their hands hovering over it. The air felt strange, like there was static surrounding her.

“Watch this, (Name). It’s something we learned in Heavens Arena.” Gon said, beckoning her forward.

“Let’s take it slow at first, we don’t want to risk hurting it.” Killua replied, glancing at (Name)’s bleeding arm.

For the next hour, the two kept their hands over the cub. (Name) gasped when she noticed it’s condition stabling, laughing. “It’s working, oh my god!”

The next morning, the three watched as the cub joined its father by the lake. (Name) stood behind the two, smiling.

“That was a very important thing you did, Killua.”

He turned, lip quivering. “Uh, thanks… ya know…”

His fingers ghosted over the bandage on her arm, eyes beading with tears. “I’m sorry.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t be. It was an accident.”

Gon ran over to them. “Okay, they’re gone! Let’s go home.”

“Alright then, it’s best we do before Mito gets worried.”

She kneeled down and brought to two into a hug, giving each a kiss on the forehead. “I’m so proud of you two.”

Killua closed his eyes contentedly, holding onto the back of her shirt and Gon giggled.

————————

(Name) waved to the two boys from the boat as she left whale island. “I’ll see you two in August! Be safe, boys!”

“We’ll miss you, (Name)!” Gon yelled as Killua waved to her shyly by his side.

The three made plans for them to stay at (Name)’s apartment to save money while they were in York New. It was a good idea, considering how expensive the housing could be there.

After their night of saving the cub, the two taught her about nen, though she still didn’t understand it. Apparently a teacher was supposed to come and train her soon.

(Name) began planning for their arrival as soon as she got home. She had two Hunter missions she needed to go on before September 1st, both simple body guarding jobs. After that, she’d have enough money to put a good amount into savings, and the rest could be used for rent and groceries.

Every day until September 1st, (Name) called Kurapika. He didn’t answer her calls, her texts, nothing. She was always left on delivered.

(Name) knew it was probably because he was busy with work, but she couldn’t help but worry for her dear friend.

‘I miss him…’

She held a hand over her heart, feeling it thump against her chest painfully. Her heart was aching, yearning for him. All (Name) wanted was to hear his voice again, to know he still thought about her.

That he still cared.

She set down her phone after calling him again, sighing. ‘It’s only one more week, then I’ll see him again. I’m sure he’s just been too busy with training and his new job…’

Ever the optimistic woman, (Name) continued working on getting her apartment ready for guests.

——————

(Name) yawned, waiting at the airport on an early August morning.

“(Name)!”

Yes again, Gon jumped onto (Name), this time she was waiting with open arms. He laughed as she spun him around, squeezing him out. “Hey, Gon!”

Killua walked up, scolding his friend for being so tough with her. “Killua!”

She pulled him into a hug, the boy relaxing. “It’s nice to see you again, (Name).”

She their hair before leading them to her van. “Let’s get going, we’ll drop your bags off at my place and then you two can explore to your hearts content.”

The two grabbed a snack from her fridge before leaving to do some research. “Be back before dinner time, okay? I promised your Aunt Mito that I’d take care of you, and that means not letting you two only eat junk food!”

“Yes, (Name)!”

They waved as they raced out of her apartment.

‘With those two’s appetites, I’ll have to go grocery shopping to have enough for dinner…’

(Name) pulled on her shoes on, leaving her key under the rug. She sent Killua a quick text before leaving.

(Name): Headed into town, if you two come back before I get home, my keys are under the rug! There’s snacks and drinks in the fridge!

Dandelion: thanks, (Name). Gon says be safe

She giggled to herself, placing her phone in her pocket.

Later that night, the two returned home grumpy, butting heads with each other as they entered the door.

“What happened with you two?” (Name) asked as she pulled off her apron. They relaxed slightly when the scent of dinner hit their noses.

“Killua lost all our money!”

“Hey, you gotta lose money to make money!”

(Name) sighed. “Boys, sit down. We can talk about it after dinner.”

They were quiet as they ate, (Name) smiling as they inhaled their food. It was obvious they were starving after running around the city all day.

“Okay, you two start talking and I’ll get the table cleaned up.”

They began explaining what happened, (Name) nodding along as she cleared the plates and started washing dishes. “Hmm, well I see both of your points. Killua did take a big risk and lost a lot of money, but Gon’s method was too slow and wouldn’t have made enough money by the time the auction started.”

She place a piece of cake in front of both of them. “You can think about what to do in the morning, rest and have some cake.”

Gon sighed, giving her a smile. “Sorry for troubling you, (Name).”

She shook her head. “Don’t be sorry. You’re my friends, I’ll do everything I can to help you accomplish your goals, Gon.”

After dessert, (Name) tucked the two into bed, glad she had a spare bedroom. “Goodnight, boys. My room is right down the hall if you need me.”

She smiled before closing the door behind her.

———————

A week passed by, September 1st finally arriving. (Name) woke up early, making a big breakfast and calling Kurapika yet again.

‘Still no answer…’

Now that was strange. They were supposed to be meeting September 1st, so it didn’t make sense for him not answer. ‘He… he’s probably still busy with his job.’

That excuse was getting harder to believe, but she shook the frown from her face and smiled. “Boys, breakfast is ready!”

The two came racing into the kitchen, making their plates before sitting at the table to eat. “Thanks, (Name)!”

As they finished their food, Gon looked up. “Are you coming with us today? Leorio supposed to be meeting us in the market.”

(Name) nodded, taking their cleared plates. “Yeah, give me 15 minutes to get dressed.”

She threw on a pair of jeans and a warm cardigan and followed the Gon and Killua to the market.

(Name) trailed behind the two as they walked, occasionally stopping at stalls to browse their wares. She wanted to get everyone a little gift to give them when they all met up. So far she had something for Gon and Leorio, only needing to shop for Kurapika and Killua.

She considered getting Kurapika more jewelry, after all he’d been incredibly happy with the earrings she’d gifted him, but decided against it. She didn’t want to give him a similar gift twice in a row, so it would have to be something else.

“A cellphone?”

“Yeah! Kurapika was planning on getting here yesterday, and Leorio will be meeting us here, so a cellphone will come in handy.”

(Name) perked up at Gon’s words, the girl drifting closer to listen.

“Kurapika said he has an assignment, so he might not have time to see us…”

She blinked. ‘He told Gon that but not… me?’

“An assignment?”

“Mhm. He said if he has free time he’ll call, and who knows when that could be. So that’s why I want a cellphone.”

Her heart sank at the thought of not being able to see Kurapika. She’d been so excited, and the thought of seeing him again had been the only reason she kept going at times. Gon sensed this, quickly waving his hands. “Oh, but I’m sure he’ll at least want to see you, (Name)! You know he has a soft spot for you!”

She sighed, ruffling the boys hair. “Yeah…”

She pushed her worry away, rubbing her arm as the salesman spoke.

“You want a deal? Here you go! This phone is the latest thing. It’s small, thin, and light and it comes with a GPS system to help you find your way around.”

“What do you think?” Killua asked Gon as he absentmindedly patted (Name)’s arm in an attempt to comfort her.

“Well, the price is right and it would fit in my pocket… yeah I think I’ll take it.”

“You don’t want that one.”

The three started to slowly turn around, (Name)’s eyes brimming with tears.

“You can’t roam with it and it’s not even waterproof. I’d go with this one over here if I were you.”

“Leorio!”

“Yo!”

(Name) jumped into his arms, the man spinning her around as they both laughed. “Leoriooo! I missed you!”

“Right back at you, sunshine.”

He kissed her forehead, causing her to break out into giggles. The two boys glanced at each other.

“Is it just me, or do they seem a lot closer now?” Killua whispered to Gon.

“Well, living together for nearly four months will do that.”

Leorio got them their phones, and began walking back to (Name)’s apartment. “Are you staying with me too, Leorio?”

“Nah, I got my own hotel. Don’t wanna make your apartment too crowded.”

“Aww, but I slept in your bed with you for months! I promise I don’t mind.”

Leorio blushed at that, the two boys laughing at his reaction. "Hey, don't say that in front of them."

"Why? It's not like we did anything."

She giggled, the taller man's face going red. "Hey!Quiet down.”

They say in (Name's apartment, using her computer to look up information as she prepared some snacks.

"Hey, sunshine, can you grab me a beer?"

"Coming up!”

Killua scoffed, flicking the man on the back of head.

"Why are you acting like she's your little housewife? You can get it yourself.”

"Hey! (Name), Killua is picking on me!"

'What is he, a kid?'

(Name) came back carrying a tray of snacks in her hands and a beer under her arm. "Here, Leorio." She set down the tray before kissing his cheek. "Find anything yet?"

He sighed, cheeks turning pink. "A few things."

‘What the hell is their relationship!?' Killua thought, eyebrow twitching.

Before the three left to start a conditional auctioning, (Name) stopped Leorio.

“Has…”

She held onto his sleeve, staring down at the floor. “Has Pika talked to you recently?”

Leorio raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, a few days ago he informed me he had a new job. Has he not been in contact with you?”

(Name) seemed to deflate slightly. “He… hasn’t talked to me in a month…”

This seemed to genuinely surprise Leorio, the man taking a step back. “What?! A month? But the two of you were calling every day, even falling asleep on the phone together!”

She groaned. “I know! It’s so weird. I’ve been telling myself it’s because he’s just busy but…”

Now it was hard to hang onto that excuse. “Hey, I’m sure there’s some reason he hasn’t called. To be fair, he’s only texted me a handful of times this month.”

She nodded slowly, looking up. “Yeah…”

Gon held her hand. “I’m sure he wouldn’t ignore you on purpose. Kurapika cares about you a whole lot! There has to be a reason! I bet his new job has been suuuper time consuming!”

“Yeah!”

(Name) smiled, the boy grinning back. “There we are! I love your smile, (Name)!”

She giggled, ruffling his hair. “You little charmer. You boys go on, I’ll have dinner ready when you all get back.”

She waved them off and closed the door behind them.

“Oh, Pika…”

She sank to the floor, holding her phone in her hand. Her finger hovered over the call button, but before she could call him again, she stopped.

‘He won’t answer, anyway.’ she thought bitterly, picking herself up.

(Name) brushed her pants off before lightly smacking her cheeks. ‘I can’t think like that. I gotta trust him. He said he’d always be there for me! I just have to… I just have to believe in him!’

She grabbed her purse, throwing it over her shoulder before running out the front door. ‘I’ll get some grocery shopping done. Maybe I’ll even find presents for them!’

——————

(Name) finished her shopping, having secured a gift for both Kurapika and Killua. She hummed to herself, glancing down at her grocery list.

“Need more celery, milk, eggs… ouch!”

(Name) tumbled to the ground, quickly gathering her things. “Watch it, girl.”

(Name) looked up to see a man glaring daggers at her. This didn’t bother her, though. No, (Name) jumped up and began frantically checking over the stranger. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! Are you okay? I wasn’t paying attention. Did you get hurt? I have bandaids in my ba-“

The man stepped out of her way before he continued walking. “Tch, annoying.”

She blinked, crouching back down to pick up the rest of her things when she spotted it.

A wallet. There was nothing to identify the man with inside of it, only a few unmarked bills and a picture of a group of children. She tilted her head. “Sir, sir you dropped your-“

But he was gone. (Name) smacked a hand over her forehead. ‘Maybe I’ll bump into him again. Can’t leave it here…’

She stuffed the wallet into her backpack, sighing. (Name) pouted at her scraped elbow, taking out a bandaid and slapping it onto her wound before walking away.

As the sun began to set, (Name) started cooking dinner. The boys would be out late, meaning she could really take her time.

After hours of arm wrestling, Gon walked into her apartment, the other two trailing behind him.

“Just in time, dinner is ready!”

Leorio nodded sleepily, sitting down at the kitchen table to eat dinner. “Leorio, why don’t you stay here tonight? York New is dangerous during the day, it’s suicide to be walking around at night.”

Leorio munched on his dinner as he thought this over. “Alright. Hope your bed is big enough for the both us of.”

“Probably!”

——————

(Name) attempted to untangle herself from her tall friend the next morning, whining. “Leorio, gotta pee!”

“Five more minutes…”

He turned over, pulling her along with him. ‘Now I remember why I moved.’

“KILLUA! GON!”

The two came rushing in, Gon slipping and falling on Leorio’s pants he’d thrown off in the middle of the night. “You pervert, I should have known!”

Killua bonked him on the head, pulling him off the bed and throwing him at the hall. “Woah- MY BACK!”

(Name) was too busy wobbling to the bathroom to notice the two laying into the taller man, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

When she got back, she had to separate the three as they rolled on the floor. “Okay, okay, let him go.”

The four ate breakfast in silence, poor Leorio having a swollen cheek and several bruises. “Sorry, Leorio. You kind of have a reputation…”

Leorio sighed. “It’s alright. You two coming to protect (Name) like that is what you should do.”

But Leorio still tripped Killua when they walked out the door that morning, muttering something about payback. “Don’t wait up on us, sunshine. We’ll be out until the early morning.”

(Name) lingered by the door. “Are you sure you don’t want me to pack you some lunches, then? I-“

He silenced her with a peck on the forehead. “You’re too sweet. You just sit nice and pretty, and I’ll bring you home something nice, alright?”

(Name) felt her face heat up at his words, and to get him back, she fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Leorio, baby, not in front of the kids…”

He attempted to stutter out a response, only for his tongue to be tied. (Name) laughed and pushed him out of the door. “Byee! Don’t get into too much trouble!”

The entire day was spent doing chores, cleaning the house, making premade meals, and standing around waiting for Kurapika to call.

“Hmm…”

She stared at her phone that sat on the table, tilting her head one way then the other. “Hmmmmm…… okay I’m going to call him again.”

Ring…

Ring…

Ring…

“You gonna answer that?”

Kurapika didn’t answer the brute in front of him, only glancing at his phone to see (Name)’s smiling contact photo lighting up the screen. His heart thumped against his chest for just a moment before he steadied himself.

“Where do you want to die?”

“Some place where we won’t cause a disturbance, because you’ll be making a lot of noise when I kill you.”

Uvogin allowed the blonde to leave and grab something.

A shovel, but not just any shovel.

Kurapika stood in front of the storing shed in the back of (Name)’s apartment building. He glanced up to her window, a faint smile on his face when he spotted her silhouette twirling around in what he assumed was her kitchen.

‘That’s how it should be. Her unaware and happy while I carry this heavy burden.’

He put in the combination to the lock around the shed, remembering she told him it was her birthday 2 months ago.

‘Still the same combination? That’s not safe…’

He scolded himself for thinking this. ‘I shouldn’t care, I have more important things to worry about.’

Kurapika searched the shed until he spotted what he was after. ‘There it is…’

It wasn’t perfect, but would do in this situation. It was a large snow shovel, one she’d bought when she moved to York New and found out the snow was heavy in the winter. He didn’t have the heart to tell her at the time that the snow was shoveled by volunteers, meaning it would be useless to her.

But now it would be useful to him.

Kurapika closed the shed and carefully clicked the lock closed, attempting to make it seem like it hadn’t been open in the first.

——————

Kurapika shoveled dirt onto Uvogin’s corpse, eye blank. He glanced down at his dear friends snow shovel, only feeling slightly guilty as the evident dents in the metal.

‘She would forgive me. She always does.’

He made the long journey back to York New, slipping into the back of (Name)’s apartment building. Gone was the careful Kurapika who had been there a few hours before, now he shoved the dirty, bloody shovel into the shed, kicking the door when it caught on the ground.

He didn’t even both to make it seem like it hadn’t been tampered with, he was much too tired, much too emotionally and physically spent to care.

Kurapika lingered near (Name)’s apartment, feeling his legs nearly buckle as he attempted to walk away.

‘Have to… have to go. Can’t stay or…’

He’d subconsciously arrived at her doorstep, hand already reaching out to knock. Before he could stop himself, he knocked on the door twice.

“Be there in a second!”

His lip trembled at the sound of her voice. More than anything, he wanted to be with her right now. Kurapika had just gone through so much, he’d taken his first life.

The door opened slowly, and he pushed himself in, collapsing in her arms. “P-Pika?”

(Name) wasn’t sure how to feel in the moment. Her Pika had returned to her, but not in the way she had expected.

He was covered in blood, face pale and dirty. His clothes were torn, and she wasn’t sure what he’d been through.

“Pika? Are you hurt anywhere?”

Kurapika shook his head slowly, his grip on her tightening when she attempted to set him down. “Okay, okay… let’s try breathing in and out, okay?”

She sat down on the floor, allowing him to bury his head into her shoulder as he caught his breath. It was like standing on his own was impossible then, and he needed her support.

“Alright… there you go.”

She brushed his hair back to get a good look at his face. His eyes were a faint red, face covered in dirt and dried blood. She cupped his cheek, not caring a single bit about the mess collecting on her hand.

“Pika… what can I do? Do you want to talk about it?”

He shook his head, leaning into her touch. “Okay… let’s try some yes or no questions. Shake your head for no, nod for yes.”

He patiently waited for her to continue, eyes fluttering closed. “Do you want to take a bath?”

He nodded, head leaning forward to nuzzle against her shoulder. Although the circumstances weren’t perfect, it still felt nice to have her Pika with her again, especially when he was pulling her closer to him. It reminded her of the Hunter Exam, when they never went long without another.

“Okay, let’s get to the bathroom sweetheart.”

She struggled under his weight as she guided him to the bathroom. He didn’t talk the entire time, silent as she set him on the edge of the tub.

(Name) drew him a bath, occasionally having to struggle out of his grip. He kept a hand on her shirt the entire time, and when she strayed too far he pulled her into his arms, whimpering against her hair. “Pika, I’m not leaving, I’m just grabbing a towel…”

After his bath was ready, she attempted to walk out of the bathroom to give him some privacy.

“Pikaa…”

He was stopping her from leaving again, pulling her back by her hips. “Pika, what do you want?”

He gave her no answer, only pawing at her form like a sad puppy. Thinking he just wanted her near, she turned her head so he could get undressed. After five minutes, she turned to see he hadn’t made any moves to undress at all.

She shook her head in exasperation. “Okay, lift up your arms.”

He did so without question, (Name) pulling his shirt and undershirt off of him. When she moved to hook her thumbs under his pants, it was like he snapped awake from a dream.

Kuraoika shooed her hands away, face a light pink. She raised an eyebrow, then turned around so he could get undressed and sink into the warm water.

She turned back around and sighed. He was just sitting, knees pulled to his chest. “Pika…”

She sat at the edge of the tub, using a cup to wet his hair. Again, he leaned against her, soaking her shirt. “Aww, Pika…”

(Name) didn’t mind that much, though. She knew he wasn’t in the best headspace right now, and wanted to do whatever she could to help.

She washed his hair, giggling when he smiled at the feeling of her fingers massaging soap into his scalp. “That feel nice, Pika?”

He nodded against her, attempting to nuzzle into her soft tummy against but she pushed him back a little. “Hey, mister, you’re still wet. Wait until after your bath!”

He grumbled at that, but listened. She washed his upper half as much as possible, looking away as she washed his chest.

“Okay, Pika. I’m not going any further than that, you’ll have to take over sweetheart.”

She grabbed his hand and placed the rag in it. He stared at the rag, unmoving.

“Pika.”

“…”

“Pika you’ve gotta wash yourself.”

“…”

She took in a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I love you, so much. So much.”

She grabbed the rag and turned her head as she washed his legs, the blonde lifting his leg slightly. (Name) wanted to laugh. Usually Kurapika was very independent and easily embarrassed, but now he was completely naked, allowing her to see him at his most vulnerable and leaning into her touch.

But she didn’t laugh. That wouldn’t be right in her mind. Her friend had been through something traumatizing enough to the point he had gone nonverbal. And she couldn’t laugh at that.

“Okay, Pika, you’re all clean.”

She drained the tub, wrapping a fluffy towel around his form and helping him out of the tub. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

She sat him down, the blonde yet again attempting to pull her into his embrace again. “Pika, no! I’ve gotta get you some clothes, okay?”

The blonde tugged at her sleeve, looking up at her with watery eyes. “Pika…”

She cupped his cheeks, leaning down to peck his lips. “It’s just for a second, Pika. I’ll be right back.”

He seemed to melt under her touch, eyes fluttering shut as she planted kisses all over his face. “That better?”

He nodded, nuzzling against her palm. “Okay. I’ll give you more kisses in just a minute, just let me go.”

Kurapika considered this, glancing between her and the door before letting her go. (Name) made true on her word, returning only a minute later carrying a pair of pajama pants and a tshirt. “Sorry, it’s Leorio’s clothes, b-“

Kurapika seemed visibly disgusted when she attempted to dress him. He pushed the shirt away, shaking his head. “What… what’s wrong? These are the only clothes that’ll fit you, sweetheart.”

He kept pushing and shaking his head until (Name) sighed. “Well, I guess you can wear my clothes…”

He went still at this, relaxing when she walked over to her closet and pulled out some pajamas again. It was the ugliest t-shirt she owned. It had a screaming possum on the front, the text saying ‘LETS EAT TRASH AND GET HIT BY A CAR” in bright red comic sans font, along with a pair of hello kitty pajama pants.

This time he offered no resistance when she asked him to raise his arms. She slipped the shirt onto him, wincing at the sight of his thin frame. ‘He lost weight…’

He was able to put his pants on himself, following behind her like a lost puppy when she walked into the kitchen. She sat him down and took out one of the premade meals she made that day. ‘I’m so glad I made these…’

She heated it up, watching as Kurapika swayed at the table. He was exhausted, she needed to hurry so he didn’t pass out at her dinner table.

“Here, Pika, it’s hot.”

She set the plate of food in front of him, scolding herself. ‘Of course he can’t feed himself.’

“I’ve got it, sweetheart.”

She blew on a spoonful of food before bringing it to his lips. He took a bite, perking up a little. She continued, but apparently was too slow, because the blonde snatched the spoon from her hand and began to shovel his meal into his mouth.

“Woah, slow down, you’re gonna choke.”

He didn’t listen. Kurapika had trouble eating recently. Nothing tasted good, everything bland after he decided to cut his beloved (Name) out of his life, but right now the food in front of him tasted like heaven.

He finished his plate, sipping on the drink she’d offered him moments before. After that, he rubbed at his eyes, swaying again.

“Sleepy?”

He nodded slowly, allowing her to guide him to her bedroom. “Let’s get you tucked in.”

She tucked him into one side of her bed, making sure he was comfortable before climbing into the other side. “Goodnight, Pika.”

He said nothing as he scooted closer to her, burying his face in her chest. She sighed, running her fingers through his pretty blonde hair.

“Thank you…”

It was so quiet that (Name) wasn’t sure she’d heard anything at all, but he continued to mutter thanks and apologies against her shirt. “Sorry… so sorry, (Name).”

“What are you sorry for, Pika? You didn’t do anything wrong?”

He didn’t answer her, and when she felt her shirt grow wet with tears, she could only sigh. “I love you, Pika. You’re not a burden to me at all, so don’t apologize for this.”

If only she knew that he was apologizing for who he’s become in the future, what he’d do to her to further his cause. Maybe she would have been less forgiving.

Just maybe.

(Name) kissed the top of his head, beginning to him as he clung to her. His body wracked with sobs, his hands clawing at her back as he broke down. “Please… please… don’t hate me, (Name). Please…”

She was quiet, not knowing how to respond. (Name) could never hate him. In the morning, she could attempt to ease his fears, let him know just how much he meant to her.

“Shh, shh…” she cooed, giving him kisses all over his face. He accepted those kisses, sighing in contentment. Kurapika peered up at her with those pretty brown eyes, leaning into her touch.

“Lets rest, okay?”

He didn’t want to rest. In the morning, he would become a stranger to her, but his heavy eyelids wouldn’t allow him to stay awake. “… okay…”

She pulled him into her embrace, the feeling of her warm hands on his back allowing him to relax and sleep.

——————

Kurapika pulled on his clothes, glancing at the sleeping girl with half lidded eyes.

He bent down, brushing her hair out of her face so he could take a good look at her sleeping face. ‘So pretty…’

Kurapika stared at her for a while, feeling himself being drawn towards her. He shook his head, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehand before standing up.

“Goodbye, (Name). I wish you the best, truly.”

He lingered in the doorway, glancing down to the shirt he discarded on the floor, the one she dressed him in the night before.

‘She won’t miss this…’

He picked it up, placing it in his satchel before pulling on his tabard. He looked over himself in the mirror. Thanks to her help, he looked… passable. Clean, but nothing would help in hiding the dark circles under his eyes and slight hollowness in his cheeks.

Kurapika spared her one last glance before leaving her apartment.

‘I’ll miss you, angel.’

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[penvisions]

the melting point {chapter 8}

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Baker! Reader (ex EMT! Reader)

Summary: Everything is overwhelming as the farmer’s market draws closer. 

Word Count: 4.8k

Warnings: smuuuuuut, description of injuries, blood, ptsd, triggers 

ao3 link || series masterlist || main masterlist

Take out boxes littered the coffee table, everyone settled around it on the couch and chairs surrounding it in a display of easy comfortability. Will had gone out to get dinner for everyone from the Chinese place a few blocks down the street and had brought back a few different six packs of local brews from the brewery that was at the end of the same block. Softer music wafted through the speakers at a reasonable volume that still allowed for conversation. You were sitting on the arm of the couch, aware that the timer on the oven was about to go off and signal that the brownies were done.

You had made a different batch for each of the ovens: traditional fudge brownies, blondie with chocolate chips, cream cheese, and a new recipe that had come to you in a weirdly vivid dream about an old roommate. It was a blondie base with a banana pudding layer crumbled with vanilla shortbread on top and a rosette of whipped cream. You were excited to try one and see how it played out. You used your chopsticks to retrieve another dumpling from the box of them on the table, dunking it in the ponzu sauce that you loved so much. You used your hand underneath it to prevent any of the sauce from dripping to the floor, aware of a set of eyes watching you.

Chewing as primly as you could with a whole dumpling in your mouth, you moved your chopsticks to reach into another box that was littered on the table. You deftly brought another dumpling to the table but this one was from a box that had little flame stickers on it. You placed it on your plate and reached for the hot sauce as you swallowed your bite.

“Might wanna try it first, mante. Those are kinda hot.”

“Kinda hot or melt my face off hot?”

“Maybe somewhere in between.” Will said as he watched you take a swig from your can of plum saison, you had asked for it specifically when he mentioned beer. He hadn’t been able to deny you even if it had been another block down the street. “Benny here is the reigning champ of spicy food, oddly enough.”

“A white boy the reigning champ with three perfectly good Hispanics present?” You huffed as you cast mock judging glares over Pope and Frankie who were on the couch cushions beside you. You popped the now hot sauce topped dumpling in your mouth with a cheeky grin. “How shameful.”

“I like actual flavor with my food, thank you very much. Sometimes heat is there just for the sake of heat and it’s not good for anything else. Food should be elevated by different flavors, not drowned by them.” Pope had a hand delicately placed on his broad chest as he looked up at you through his lashes with a coquettish air. Frankie coughed around the mouthful of food he was chewing, both at your teasing and at his friend’s weird face. He glanced up at you, taking in the way your legs were straddling the arm of the couch. Your thighs having flattened out against the fabric in a way that begged his hands to press into the softness them. Your jeans were high waisted, sitting allowing for your backside to be hugged by the fabric, creating a very nice view if he were to lean back into the couch or cast his eyes over just a smidge. Your little shimmy had jostled the cushion he was on and he pulled his own plate a little more over his lap as he felt his length jerk halfheartedly.

You hummed as the heat of the dumpling warmed your mouth, the hot sauce doing a good job of elevating the flavor of the spicy beef and pepper mix within the steamed dough, “Oooh, that’s yummy.”

You shimmied your shoulders as you reached for another one, only for a pair of chopsticks to stop your own. You looked up to see Benny giving you a challenging stare. You snapped your chopsticks at his, easily prying them from his hand and tossing them into the container. Scooping up another dumpling you brought it to your mouth with a playful smirk. “But sorry, I think I’ll have to prove I can hold my heat better than you.”

“Wing night, you’re on.”

“What’s the wager?”

“You be the standby medic for my fight night events.”

“And when I win….?”

For someone who got flustered so easily, you pulled off the confident air so well when you tried. With a cheeky smile and a playful wink, you moved as the timer on your phone flashed. The beeping of the oven timer sounded as well and had you up and disappearing behind the kitchen door in seconds.

It was around 11 when the guys began to peel off, Benny first due to some sessions first thing in the morning with a bear hug and two cupcakes in a box. Will followed soon after, a breakfast date with a new girl he was adorably giddy about with a kiss on the forehead and a tart he was hoping to surprise her with. Pope concentrating so hard his tongue peeked out from between his lips as he piped rosettes on top of the chocolate cupcakes with a rich chocolate buttercream. Frankie was beside him, the man’s thick fingers kneading and cutting a giant batch of dough into small, measured boules.

You were up front placing cooled cookies and already finished cupcakes into the case, adjusting the placement of things to make it look nice. You had a half empty can of beer in your hand as you did so, but you set it down as a sigh fell from your lips. Your tags were a little dirty, the one thing you hadn’t made time for. You gathered them all up, the little weighted holders clinking against the counter where you set them by the register.

“Manté! I finished the chocolate, all that’s left is the bread. But you said that had to proof overnight, no?” Pope came through the kitchen door, a smile on his face as he watched you for a moment. You looked so worried, though he knew you’d do great tomorrow. “I’m gonna head out, you’re going to do amazing tomorrow.”

He rounded the corner and swept you into a tight hug, squeezing him to you to place a kiss on your cheek. You returned the embrace, nerves ebbing at the contact.

“Thank you so much, Santi. You all were such a big help, I feel like I might’ve taken too big a bite with all this.”

“Nonsense, being busy is good. It means you’re doing something right. I’ll ask around the office and see if anyone’s kid need a summer job, alright? Until then, I don’t mind helping out some.” He let you go and gathered the bag of takeout boxes before heading out the door. You followed after him and waved as he got into his truck. You watched him drive off before locking the door and turning around to guide a speed rack in front of you and pull one behind you back into the kitchen. You rolled them into the walk in, the backups that didn’t fit in the case needing to be cooled until you needed them.

Frankie was finishing up wiping the counters down with a rag and a spray bottle of sanitizer. The bread he had been portioning out on it’s own speed rack, plastic cling wrap secured over each tray. He smiled at you as you walked up to him and got in his space. Your hands came to rest on his shoulders, his going to the flare of your hips. You leaned up and gently pressed your lips to his.

“Let’s go to bed.” You whispered, lips brushing his as you spoke. You felt his grip tighten before he pressed his lips fully back to yours in a passionate display. You snuck your hands underneath the hem of his shirt and brought them up to rest on his warm chest, the minimal hair there soft on your palms.

-

God, his fingers. Your entire body was alight with pleasure, the man above you taking his time in exploring the entirety of your skin. He was all soft touches and light pressure, reveling in the give of you beneath him. He brushed his nose over your cheek, trailing it down your neck before placing a nip to you collarbone, soothing it with his tongue to pull a breathy moan from your lips. You felt fingers skim over your stomach before they were slipping into your folds, the pads of them finding your clit with ease. Your breath hitched before a whimper squeezed its way from your throat. It was a gentle pressure, slow circles drawn into your skin that had pleasure cascading all across your skin.

“You make the best sounds, sweet girl.” You could feel the hot line of him as he rutted against your thigh, and your brain short circuited as you felt the tip of dig into your skin. Your hips bucked when he added more pressure from his fingers, a gasp sounding in the air. His fingers were replaced by the pad of his thumb as he adjusted his hand to fill you up with two thick fingers. “Gotta make sure you’re nice and slick before I bury my cock deep into you. Isn’t that right, querida?”

Your hands gripped him tight, holding onto his arms, nails digging lightly into his golden skin. He leaned down and took a pebbled nipple into his mouth and pulled. His tongue was hot as he laved attention on it, color blossoming around it in a pretty pink.

“F-fuck.” He crooked his fingers with a grin, taking the way your back arched and began to stroke that soft spot deep inside. You fluttered around him, pleasure building in a tight coil in your middle.

“That’s right, that’s what I’m trying to do. I’m gonna fuck you until you don’t even know your own name, sweet girl. Just gonna be so overwhelmed with this big cock filling you up, taking everything I give you, you’re gonna take it so well for me, aren’t you? You’re going to be such a good girl for me.”

Despite his heady words, his motions were sensual and slow. His fingers were caressing you softly, his thumb gently pressing that little bundle of nerves. He moved to your other breast, giving it the same attention as the other, slowly bringing color to your skin.

“Look at me, sweet girl. Come on, let me see those pretty eyes.” His voice was so deliciously commanding, the husky tone making a jolt of warmth spike in your chest. Your lashes fluttered as you tried to keep your eyes open, body overwhelmed by the way he was working you and the filthy promises he was speaking into your skin. You gazed through the dim light cascading in from the balcony, the sheer white curtains not doing much to keep the moonlight out.

His face was so beautiful bathed in half shadows. His strong nose and scruff sparking warmth in your chest. His tongue flicked across his bottom lip as you looked up at him with hooded eyes, the pleasure pulsing through you making your face soft and open. He groaned at the sight, your copper hair fanned around you in the near darkness, the ink on your skin looking tantalizing on the pale sheets around you. Your eyes were blown wide and he saw heat flare in them as he began to pump his fingers rather than just caress. He swooped down and captured your lips in a kiss.

“Come, sweet girl, give it to me. I know you can.” He felt you clench around him the second the words left his tongue, he rewarded you with a kiss to the temple. He worked you through the waves of pleasure rolling over your body, only removing his hand when a soft whine sounded in the air at your overstimulation. He felt his cock twitch against you, begging for attention in much the same way. He brought his slick covered fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean. You both groaned, him at the taste and you at the sight.

You whispered his name as you reached out to grasp him gently, your soft hand pumped him a few times before you shimmied and made yourself comfortable underneath him. He leaned down, knees between your open legs and kissed you deeply, making you taste yourself on his tongue. He lined himself up at your entrance, head catching your clit lightly as he slid between your folds once, twice, three times.

“Ready, sweet girl?”

“Frankie please,” He could feel your entrance flutter, clenching around nothing before he lined up again and slowly buried himself into you.

“Yes, sweet girl. Look at that, you’re taking me so well. So hot and tight, made just for me, aren’t you?”

He bottomed out, thighs flush with your hips, twitching inside you at the overwhelming feeling of you around him. Your arms were around his shoulders, face coming up to kiss him before you whispered praises against his lips as he began to move. He gripped your hips and thrusted into you in slow, deep drags that had you both moaning loudly.

-

You woke Frankie up with your mouth, trailing kisses down from his peaceful face to his chest, to his hips, biting into the flesh there before taking him in your mouth. He returned the favor before you both showered, getting ready for the day together in your space. With lingering kisses at the back door of the building, you pushed something into his hand. He looked down at the mechanism in confusion. Hooked on the clip for it to fasten to something was a single key ring with two keys on it.  

“For you.” Was all you said as you smiled shyly at him.

“Querida, are you sure?” He shuffled on his feet, warmth flooding him at the thought of having such blatant permission to your space. Guilt flashed in him, overwhelming, something ugly and familiar that he tried to ignore. He hadn’t even invited you over to his space, hadn’t made enough effort to let you know how much you meant to him, hadn’t done enough to show you he was serious about this. All the instances he’s shared with you were in your own space or were in group settings with the guys. He looked down at his scuffed boots, a feeling of inadequacy rearing its head.  “I haven’t even taken you out yet. Haven’t done much of anything for you.”

“We’re both busy adults, but this is something I wanted to do. I feel safe giving these things to you.” A kiss was placed on his cheek. “Frankie, I’ll take what you’re willing to give.”

“Summer camp in next week, I’ll clean up the house. We’ll spend the night at mine after I take you out to an amazing dinner. I swear it, sweet girl. I’ll give you everything, it’s just going to take time.” Your smile was enough to power him through the rest of the weekend as he began to make plans. “Good luck, today. You’re going to do amazing.”

-

You were so focused on the burning in your lungs, the feel of air being pulled in your nose and out through your chapped lips. Sweat bulleted and trickled down your temples, down the small of your back, the hot dampness of it as it collected on the fabric of your workout tank top, the band of the built in bra digging slightly into your skin. the slight resistance in the bend of your knees as you picked them up to step again and again…

Flashes of panicked faces and the sound of a gun going off far too many times had you clenching your eyes. The feeling of your hands covered in warm blood as you struggled to stop the bleeding on an open wound had your fingers trembling as you focused on keeping your body moving in the present. The feeling of hot metal imbedded in your skin and the spike of adrenaline that accompanied it made your next step falter. You caught yourself by throwing a hand out to reach for the safety hand at the front of the treadmill. You quickly recovered and pushed on, trying to run away from the memories.

The sound of the front door of the gym slamming buckled your knees and you went down. You tried to punch the stop button and then pull the emergency stop lever but you couldn’t focus through blurry eyes, your vision having grayed out at the sound. You felt the skin of your knee and thigh skid along the still moving tread as your body crumpled, swept down the length of the machine and then thumped to floor in a heap. Pain was radiating from your knee, sharp and staticky.

“Shit, are you okay?” Benny was quickly running over from the front desk. He ignored the still running machine to lean down beside you, his hands hovering as if he wanted to touch you but was cautious to do so. “The wind caught the door before I could, I didn’t mean for it to slam.”

You reached out for his hands and he took it as a sign to help you sit up, your injured leg stretched out while the other was folded underneath you. You were shaking slightly, but you weren’t sure if it was from the adrenaline or the pain. Your leg felt like it was on fire, the burn of the tread having done some serious damage. The entire side of your right knee and midthigh was scraped raw, the skin a translucent white before the blood began to pill and drip down your shin.

“Fuck, that stings.” You huffed, not willing to touch it until you’ve washed your hands.

“Should I take you to the urgent care? I know you’ve got experience but that looks pretty bad.”

“I think it’ll be okay, give me sec.” You gripped his forearms with your hands and started to stretch out the injured leg. The pop and subsequent rush of pain in your knee had you crying out and your nails dug into Benny’s arms. “Shit okay, my knee is messed up. Emergency room.”

“Fuck, okay.” You looked up in time to see Benny’s expression go from slightly panicked to focused. He pushed the long sleeves of his shirt up and instructed he was going to lift you. Your arms went around his shoulders as he rested a hand underneath the bottoms of your thighs and your back, bridal style to avoid anything touching your injured leg.

“Hey, Maria?” He called as he hoisted you up. His front desk attendant popped up and around the wall that separated the entrance to the actual workout part of the gym. “Can we please get a call into the cleaning crew for bodily fluid and cancel my remaining training sessions for the day?”

Just as she was nodding and reaching for the phone, the front door swung open and two figures walked in. Will and the father that frequented your bakery signed in at the front desk and as soon as they rounded that wall their easy laughter and conversation halted. He said something to his companion before he was at your side in a few long strides.

“Urgent care or emergency room? What number locker did you put your stuff in? Has anybody called Taylor and the guys?” He was as focused as Benny, the two of them moving in synch as they crossed the expanse of the room together, Will having rushed over at the sight of you in his brother’s arms and the blood running down your leg to drip on the floor.

“Emergency room, knee popped when I tried to stretch it to access the damage. It’s pretty much got no feeling and the skid is hurting a little too much for comfort, I’m worried about the muscle.”

“What happened?” Will placed a calming hand on your chest, his fingers brushing the pulse point in your neck to double check you were really okay. Once he realized your heartbeat was still even and your pulse was a tad fast but still healthy, he moved both his hands to cradle your face and looked into your eyes for any signs of a head injury. When your eyes followed his own without issue and your pupils didn’t dilate, he let out a small sigh of relief.

“Wind caught the door behind me and it slammed. My hands were full so I couldn’t catch it.” He didn’t need to say it aloud, but they both knew it had spooked you and broken your concentration while running.

“Okay, again, locker number?” You rattled it off and told him about how you had left the gate unopened for your building because you were expecting a delivery. “Okay, Benny get her loaded up and I’ll bring her bag to the truck. We’ll pull Pope from the office and have him handle the delivery. Fish can meet us at the hospital if you want?”

“No, no.” You shook your head in his hands, panic fleeting over your features as it flared in your chest. “I don’t want to bother him, he mentioned a restoration for this week. He needs to focus on his work.”

“He’d want to know you’re hurt, mantequilla.” Benny spoke as he moved toward the door, Maria holding it open for him to move through as she talked calmingly on the phone with the cleaning crew. Will had moved toward the back of the building, calling out to ensure no one was in the women’s locker room before he entered to retrieve your bag. “He deserved to know before you show up limping somewhere and he finds out that way.”

“I would tell him!” You gushed; worried Benny really thought you wouldn’t. “I just want to wait until we have a time frame if he wants to stop by, he’s got a late shift today and I know his mother already said she won’t be able to watch Lex more than a few hours.”

“I’ll call him while you’re being triaged, okay?” He agreed to wait at least, so that was good. You really didn’t want him to get too worried and peal out of work early. He had a full day and you didn’t want to add to it. You had both discussed being busy this week. Him prepping for his daughter to be away from home longer than a day or two for the first time in their lives. He was nervous but she was so excited for summer camp. He was such a good day, trying to spend as much time with her as possible before her trip.

“Let him care about you, it’s obvious to us that he does. He’s a good friend to have in your corner.” He pinned you with a look you couldn’t quite meet head on. He wasn’t blind, he could see the way Frankie straightened up whenever you arrived at the bar, the way his eyes had kept roving over to you when they had helped you prep for the farmers market just a few days ago. He could also tell your words were a little too fast when he was around, as if you were nervous and couldn’t contain yourself. Wanting to converse with him as much as possible in each interaction. You bit your lip as you contemplated coming clean and then did.

You felt yourself blush as Benny placed you gently in the passenger seat of his truck. Making sure your leg wasn’t cramped or too stretched out to avoid injuring you further. He secured the seatbelt over you and made sure your legs were comfortable before he moved to close the door carefully and round the vehicle. Will jogged over to open your door once again and situated your workout bag by your feet, careful not to jar you at all. He had his phone in one hand, pulled up to his ear as he talked.

“She’s okay, isn’t that right, mantequilla?” His tall figure leaned against the door frame, shifting his phone to hold it in front of him and hit the speaker button. Pope’s even voice was firing question after question but stopped when you said his name to get his attention.

“Santi, cariño, I’m okay. Please listen to me, esto es muy importante. The delivery driver is always the same for my stop, he knows the code but since it’s a larger order than normal and I’m not there to immediately break it down, he’s going to have to put the pallets in the walk in. There should be enough room for them both, with the heat the pallets have to go in the walk in.”

“Si, si, entiendo, mantequilla. Please be safe getting to the emergency room and have Benny text me every update. I’m leaving the office now. Do you want me to feed the little ones?”

“They’d like that, please.”

“Frankie needs to be called, but I think you should be the one to do it.”

“Benny is going to as soon as I’m in triage.”

“When he leaves work early, tell him to come help me break down the pallets after he leaves the hospital, comprende?”

“Will do, Pope.” Benny chirped as he turned the keys in the ignition, the engine rumbling to life.

“I’ll close up the gym if you don’t manage to get back in time, just focus on getting our girl sorted out, yeah?” He carefully closed the door, so as to not jostle you and waved you off. Glancing around to look through the cab window, you watched him cross the parking lot. Your regular patron and apparently Will’s friend was waiting by the front door as the man approached it.

-

Benny pulled the truck into the drive up of the hospital, turning on his flashers and jumped out of his seat. He came around and scooped you back into his arms to take you in, not bothering with retrieving a wheelchair since he knew you’d be assigned one for your visit anyway. He approached the front desk and contemplated speaking before you held up your ID and summarized your injuries in less than fifteen words to the two nurses who were seated there.

“Gotcha, okay. Go ahead and settle over there and we’ll get your triage started and a room ready to run some tests and clean you up.” Benny moved about the waiting room with a slightly nervous air, he didn’t want to leave you for the time it would take to park his truck. But he was also nervous calling Frankie, the man was a good friend but he wore his stress on his sleeve sometimes. The restoration he had this week had been a topic of frustrated enthusiasm on Friday.

“I’ll call Fish while I park, I’ll be back ten minutes tops, okay?”

“Thank you, Benny, I really appreciate you.” You reached up to cup his cheek and bring it down to your level. You placed a chaste kiss to the apple of his cheek before busying yourself with your phone.

With a chuckle, he pulled his own out and scrolled down his contact list. It rang three times before Frankie’s voice greeted him.

“Benny, not that I don’t care about ya, but now’s not a good time.”

“Frankie.” Benny paused as he checked his rearview and side mirrors before pulling away from the curb right in front of the hospital entrance. He hoped the use of his friends name and not nickname would let him know this was serious. “She’s okay, but mantequilla is being triaged right now. She took a tumble at the gym.”

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[thelovelyghostwriter]

Answers are below:

AO3 Handle

This is easy. Numbkid.

It has been a pen-name since I was a kid. I was an emo kid who liked Linkin Park's Numb.

2. Ships I write

Currently, mostly Kuraneon. Occassionally there are other HxH pairings like Hisomachi, Tserriednich/Theta, Chrollo/Neon and Ponzu/Pokkle.

3. Ships I read

Pretty much anything I get curious about.

4. When i started writing

11 years old. That was more than a decade ago, even before AO3 was founded.

5. First fic I wrote

I did write something when I was 11 on FF.net. I did delete it because of the poor language use and the fact that it was cringe.

I did remember the title, it was "Can I heal your broken heart" which was a CoAi fanfic.

6. Favourite fic I wrote

There are a lot that I have written over the years. Just to name a few:

I like writing angst, so this is probably the most painful one. Also the longest one-chapter fic I have ever written (13K words).

I think this is my favourite Hisomachi fic. I really enjoyed writing them in a whimsical fantasy setting. It was also pure comedy and fluff.

My very first Tserriednich/Theta central fic, with Hisomachi and Kuraneon pairings as well. I had fun writing Tserriednich in a very psychological thriller type of way.

I loved writing Kuraneon hate-sex. There was something raw and hot about this.

7. Hardest fic I wrote

There were a few fics that were written with much difficulty, for various reasons.

The longest, completed fic I have ever written. It was difficult because half-way because I lost interest in Detective Conan as a series. I have always liked the CoAi pairing, but grew frustrated with how the series was going. Add on to my depression in the 2014-2016 era (this was written from 2015-2018) + adolescent teen angst + readers pressuring me to continue, and you get a recipe for disaster. Incredibly difficult for me to write given the circumstances. I also didn't think it was good and there were people complaining on Wattpad so I thought the efforts were in vain. I was so frustrated that I vowed never to write for this series ever again. Don't know if I'm gonna hold up to that promise but it has been 6 years, so I'm not sure if I'll love this series enough to write for it again. Maybe a one-shot, who knows.

8. Most research-intensive fic I wrote

This one is very obvious. The amount of stuff I had to learn to write how the mafia works in HxH and also how Nen works. Also the HxH world building. Whew. Very heavy stuff. It is paying off though.

9. Fic that is most dear to me

I am going with the first fanfic I have ever discovered.

This fic was first written in 2005, I discovered it just a tad a few years later. I was mindblown by the fact that people could just write about established characters and make up scenarios, lmao. It fulfilled my shipper desires that Conan and Ai would get together! Somehow after like a while, it inspired me to write my own fics. So this was the start of everything.

10. Favourite trope to write

I don't know, I don't really have a trope. There are common things I liked exploring:

Mafia theme

Greed and money

Desires and Death

Sexual temptation

Psychological thriller

Occassionally I do write the happier fics and I think I can pull it off, but that's not where my interests lie.

11. Something I wouldn't write

Hmm... I don't have boundaries, I think? I love exploring different genres, themes and even the most messed up situations. I like dark fics, I do want to write thrillers.

Probably just fics about real people. Like those celebrity fics, like those "my mom sold me to One Direction" or something. It's just weird writing about real people for me.

I also don't really do requests anymore. I would hate to write a ship that I wasn't 100% on board with.

12. Favourite scene I ever wrote

Hmm, this is quite tough. Probably the part where Theta reads a letter from Tserriednich in "Like Turkeys Voting for Christmas".

Dear Theta,  The newspapers told me about your tremendous error that led to the chaos during Sara’s winter concert - how an exhilarating event had burst into madness. Pity poor Sara though. Once was a bright star among the upper echelons, had fallen so gracefully in a blink of an eye. I fantasise that you wonder before going to bed if that error was an unfortunate anomaly, or had been stuck to you like an inherent gene. Like Sara, millions of individuals undergo their life like an inverted curve - the struggle to go up and then come rolling down the hills. Do you find it humiliating that you, once a trustworthy royal head bodyguard, had been demoted to a security for a talentless celebrity rumoured to had fucked her way up to the top in Hollywood? And more so that even in this meagre position, you had failed? Do you believe that failing your career in protecting your client, would be equivalent to having failed to save the inner child wailing deep within yourself?   I would reassure you, my dear Theta, that you are competent. A fine specimen of the female human species. Which is why I had no doubt of choosing you to watch my back. It is unfortunate however, that you chose to stab it. Why would you do that, my dear Theta? We were having so much fun - our intimate bantering had been forever etched to my memories.  I had often backtracked at which pinnacle moment my behaviour became intolerant for you: you had always turned the other cheek whenever a new collection of mine was delivered; and the personal matters of my fucked up royal family had been more or less familiar with you. The screams of women getting out of their shells never fazed you either. Somehow, you believe that me unlocking the powers of Nen would be a Pandora’s box; and that was where you drew the line. But really, who are you to deny me my potential? That is the riddle that has perplexed me. The temptation to open your mind and pick on the neurons for an answer is too high, but I digress.  Needless to say, an utter disappointment when you decided to take the role of Delilah, attempting to defeat the lion that she feared would devour the world.  Has it ever occurred to you that your role in the narrative would not be against me, but besides me? Did you fear that I would have disposed of you after learning Nen from you, dispose of you like the poor trash that you think you are? If that is so, you have greatly underestimated my generosity.  With my sibling, the self-proclaimed winner, had met the untimely death, the Kakin throne had been left vacant. I think it's time for me not only to rule, but my bloodline for eternity. Join me, Theta, this is my offer to you.  Since this time of the year is to celebrate generosity, companionship and forgiveness, I propose both of us do the same. Allow me to show my generosity by giving you something that few had done: justice. The King might be the most important piece, but the Queen is his most prized protector. Once somebody has offended you, they have done the same to me.  You spent Christmas by yourself last year. I will be sure that this year will be different. Until then, please enjoy the gift I have sent you. Some animals really need to keep their hands to themselves.   - Prince Tserriednich Hui Guo Rou 

Then she finds a severed hand inside the gift box sent to her. The hand belonged to a man that tried to molest her earlier in the fic.

13. Where I get inspiration from

Pretty much anything, depending on the topic. Sometimes I just go like "hey I got an idea!"

14. Hardest scene I ever wrote

So far the argument between Kurapika and Neon in the latest chapter Glam Gas Land in Strange Bedfellows. I wanted to write an argument where both of them had a valid point.

15. Favourite characterisation I wrote

Always Kurapika. He is SO fun to explore. I love writing him a good ol' angst scene. I think the angstiest I have him in is "The Rabbit Died".

16. Sequel I would write, if I had the time

There are two.

One was the "Neon Nostrade is a Pop Star/Idol AU". I wrote "In Star-struck Awe". The sequel was supposed to be this:

I only wrote the first chapter. But this sequel was supposed to be the story where the media finds out that Kurapika and Neon are dating. I plan to make changes to both fics and set it to the 2000s. I want to make references to the 2000s music industry scene, mixing up Neon's Pop Idol character with Britney Spears, Paris Hilton etc. The 2000s were also very brutal to famous female celebrities, so it will be a fun fic project.

Another sequel I planned to write was from "Black Veil". I have not posted the fic sequel yet, but I plan to expand from this. Since in Black Veil, Kurapika finds an alternate universe where he got married to Neon and had kids, with the Kurta clan still alive. Since he got back to his own world, he explains that Neon is actually in the ICU where nothing can wake her up. There is a plant in the Dark Continent to cure all diseases. So I want to write a sequel on that.

17. Story I wanna write, but don't think people will enjoy reading

I think just really dark fics. For Kuraneon, I kind of wanna write another dark fic with the tag "infanticide". Go figure.

I also am tempted to write a Gin/Sherry fic. I don't know, I think this ship is dark and interesting.

18. A line from a WIP

"Kurapika had enquired to one of the townsfolk for The Owl's location"

19. A recent comment that made you smile

Pretty much any comments from @anotherworldash ! She has very long comments that made me smile so much!

20. A discontinued work that I would have loved to finish

There are two.

Of Marigolds and Dragonflies.

This fic was a Hiei/Botan fic that I have abandoned. I made the mistake of having to post more chapters, when it could be a standalone one-shot fic. It begins after 1 year of death anniversary of Hiei and Botan's unborn child, and they have broken up over it.

I actually had a good vision for this fic, but I kinda moved onto another fandom. Perhaps I can just post the first chapter of the fic, I think this is a good standalone.

The Outsiders.

The other fic is this one. It's a crossover fic between Detective Conan and Tokyo Ghoul.

I had this idea of Conan being a detective and going around to solve ghoul-related cases. But alas, I kind of got tired of Detective Conan; so I dropped it. Once in a while I see CoAi content for my own amusement, but I'm sort of done writing for it. Don't know if I'll pick up this idea again.

21. Fic writers I admire

I think I admired a few of them back when FFnet was still the norm, but they stopped working on fanfics.

22. A story I recommend

After Hours by Cb_w.

A story by @anotherworldash

A Vampire AU where Neon is a vampire and Kurapika is a vampire hunter.

The Sleeping Beauty in the Bathtub by Cb_w.

Definitely one of my fave darker Kuraneon stories.

#kuraneon #kuraneo #most fics are kuraneon but some are hiei/botan and coai

[clocksallzeros]

Basic dog color genetics

Okay, so I really love dog color genetics and wanted to make a post explaining them because there’s so much cool stuff going on. 

Most of my info will be coming from the DogGenetics website, along with the Facebook group Dog Coat Color Genetics, and the UCDavis website. 

I’ll be assuming a basic understanding of Mendelian genetics, if you don’t know about Punnett squares there are tons of great resources around the internet, and the DogGenetics site has a great beginner article. 

I will not be using breed-specific terms, just generic ones. There are simply too many breed terms to define and explain. Also, they are confusing, since GSD people call agouti "sable".

Above left: Loki, @lokivonkrusenbusch eurasier Loki. He is Agouti.

Above right: Maki, my mixed-breed dog, is a shaded sable.

These are the basics, I’ll be making a new post for each locus later on!  

Before we get to the actual colors: Dogs have two pigments, Eumelanin and Phaeomelanin. While each can be modified to different shades, the default for eumelanin is black and phaeomelanin is red. I’ll call them Black and Red pigment for ease of reading, but be aware they can be modified. White is a lack of pigment.

A Locus is a gene location, which has several alleles that have different outcomes. Basic genes have two but some have many more. Loci is the plural of Locus.

Dog coat colors work in layers, so I’ll go from the top down.

C locus: (not named): albinism and color point. This locus affects the color expression and whether the entire dog is white or color point. 

S locus (S/s/others): white spotting. This goes on top of everything else. Determines how much white is on the dog.

T locus (T, Tr, t): ticking and roan. This determines whether white areas will have ticking. 

E locus (E/Em/Eg/Eh/Ea/e): masking/grizzle/recessive red. This layer determines whether or not the black pigment shows, and if so, where. 

K locus (KB/Kbr/Ky): black/brindle/patterned. This layer also determines where black pigment shows up, after the E locus. Brindle dogs will be striped on the Red pigmented areas, as determined by the A locus. Seal is involved here somewhere. It makes the black pigment on a dominant black less opaque so that the A locus will show through. 

A locus (ASIPdy, ASIPsy, ASIPag, ASIPbs, ASIPbb1, ASIPbb2, ASIPbb3, ASIPa): sable, agouti, tan point, saddle tan, and recessive black. This determines which areas of the dog will have black hair and whether the hairs will change which pigment they produce over time.

The following Locii modify existing layers:

I series: (I, i, potentially more): intensity. This gene controls the richness of the red color exposed by the E locus. 

D locus (D/d): blue/grey. This layer changes the black to grey. 

B locus (B/b): brown/liver.  This layer changes the black to liver, different shades depending on the specific allele. Cocoa is another allele that does basically the same thing. A dog can be both grey and liver, also known as Lilac.

G locus (G,g): progressive grey. This gene causes some breeds to slowly fade the Black pigment to grey. 

M Locus (M, Mh, Mc,m and more): merle. This determines if the dog has merle fur and how strong it is. 

H locus (H,h): harlequin. This is a modifier of merle that only exists in Great Danes, it turns merle into black patches. 

These genes all come together to "build" the color of the dog. They can be as simple as a black lab or as complex as a sighthound with grizzle, lilac, progressive greying, and brindle. These can combine in surprising ways to make all sorts of interesting colors.

Above left: Ponzu, @intriga-hounds silken windhound. She's brindle with visible white.

Above right: Tilly, @teacup-labrador 's labrador retriever. She's a solid black dog.

#dog #dogblr #dog genetics #color genetics #theres so much more to cover but this takes a lot of research #thank you to dog friends for letting me borrow pics #next i work on showing you what every one of these looks like

[loverofgon]

Bₐcₖ ᵢₙ ₘy ₕₓₕ ₐᵣc

Welcome to my world of love! You may call me Mother, as I have no other name that comes to mind! My siblings all call me mother, as well as my few friends so why not just have it as my second name!

If you are to refer to me using pronouns, please use it/he--or they/them, either is fine!

I am 15-17! Just so you all know :)

The characters with more ✧ by them are the ones I prefer to write for! Well, more of an 'I like them more than the other characters' lolz

🄿🅁🄾🅃🄰🄶🄾🄽🄸🅂🅃🅂

Gon Freecs ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧

Killua Zoldyck ✧✧✧✧

Kurapika Kurta ✧

Leorio Paradinight ✧

🄰🄽🅃🄰🄶🄾🄽🄸🅂🅃🅂

Chrollo Lucilfer ✧✧

Feitan Portor ✧

Machi Komacine ✧✧✧

Nobunaga Hazama

Pakunoda ✧✧✧

Phinks Magcub

Shalnark

Shizuku Murasaki

Uvogin ✧✧✧✧

Illumi Zoldyck

🄷🅄🄽🅃🄴🅁 🄰🅂🅂🄾🄲🄸🄰🅃🄸🄾🄽

(AKA ; the ones I don't know much about/not too good at writing lolz)

Ging Freecss

Hanzo

Pokkle

Ponzu

Kite

🄾🅃🄷🄴🅁 🄲🄷🄰🅁🄰🄲🅃🄴🅁🅂

Mito Freecss (Gon's Aunt) ✧✧✧✧

Wing (Zushis Teacher) ✧✧

Zushi ✧✧✧

Neon Nostrade ✧✧✧✧

These are some of my rules! Please make sure you read them before requesting and follow them!

No MinorxAdult, No Nsfw for any characters besides the adults, Kurapika, Leorio, Hanzo, No sexualizing any of the minors (especially Gon and Killua!! As well as Killuas younger siblings!), No noncon, nothing that's not consensual

I will do Platonic stuff, Romantic stuff, child reader, male reader, female reader, gn reader, demon reader, immortal reader, heartless reader, character-based reader etc. I love myself a villainous, no mercy or morals reader, as said before I will do Nsfw, but only for the adults and ones i mentioned, I will do gore, self h/rm, talks of r/pe but not doing it of course, suic/de, major character death, angst, fluff, etc.

I might add a few ocs here and there, so if you'd like to know about them just ask!

There's a lot I will do but if youre not sure then just ask!

Thats about it, I will add more if something comes up!

Enjoy my Lovelies <3

#hunter x hunter x y/n #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x male reader #hxh x reader #hxh x you #hxh x y/n #hxh fluff #hxh hcs #hxh headcanons #gon x reader #killua x y/n #killua x you #killua x reader #killua zoldyck x reader #kurapika x you #kurapika x reader #leorio x you #leorio x reader #phantom troupe x reader #chrollo fluff #chrollo headcanons #chrollo x reader #machi x reader #illumi x reader #neon x reader #neon nostrade x reader #mito freecss x reader

[veryblushyswitch]

I love your pfp! That movie is so cute! And the one on your pfp I forgot his name ponzu I think gives me gender envy! I know he's a kid but still! Give me your gender sir! Haha

NO SAME HE GIVES ME SO MUCH GENDER ENVY!! Especially right here-

And his name is Pazu but you were close! I just rewatched a bunch of Studio Ghibli when I had the day off and it was such a relaxing and fun day. Of course I had to redo my blogs theme ✨

#I fucking love this movie so much- #pazu #castle in the sky #studio ghilibi #ask #asks #answered

[cower-before-power]

❤️ Hey hon, what's got you so down? Holiday season crap?

Here's a really weird picture of Ponzu for you

Oooooh look at that crazy bby 🥰

Hello, lovely Zeki. It’s not holiday stuff just feeling gross and mediocre and like I don’t matter much, as comes on sometimes. It too shall pass. Dear friend, I want to wander the woods with you, arm in arm, sunny and bright as you tell me all the cool nature things that your big brain knows. I want to tell you to keep your heart soft and your will strong, that you are accepted and loved for who you are and that those who cannot do that aren’t worth the heartache. That I know you are sad too and I wish on all the stars that wasn’t the case, that we could have clear peaceful minds and true easy smiles. I am your friend and I will be there for you as you are for me ❤️

#asks #replies #let me love you #my lovely wonderful friends #lauren’s sweet potatoes

[airplanetunez]

NOW that half the internet is talking about hunter x hunter can we talk about how good hxh 1999 is it’s insane we got:

-INCREDIBLE soundtrack, every single song is fantastic!!!! Cannot emphasize enough how good it is

-cool art style and aesthetics

-that one specific scene where gon kicks illumi in the face

-the entire filler arc during the hunter exam is just… everyone working together for once, ponzu and pokkle screen time, leorio and kurapika sharing a room, gon’s internal monologue roasting killua the whole time, hanzo’s “ninja instincts”, illumi and hisoka actually helping at the end, it’s all.. hog wild I love it so much

-very good spooky/mysterious vibes, adds more depth in that aspect that 2011 doesn’t always have in my opinion

-the fungcking…. beach outro

-epic character designs

-general chaos

-gay

#hunter x hunter #hxh #hunter x hunter 1999 #hxh 1999 #hxh 99 #there is more but this is at the top of my head rn #okay ngl my love of 99 may mostly be bc of the filler arc but. #it’s chaotic and I love it #but all of 99 is amazing #of course 2011 is great too I would never pit two bad bitches against each other

[epicfranb]

THE SHIP ARC AT THE HUNTERS EXAM FROM 1999 HxH... this was more stressful than the entire chimera ant arc /hyperbole

More rambles under cut <3 (no heavy spoilers)

The trick tower arc really demonstrated Togashi's ability to CREATE CONFLICT, which is really important in a story, and i loved how even tho Tonpa was right there providing conflict for the generous price of free and being Fucking Annoying, the 4 MCs are all very different people with different personalities, goals and motivations, but most importantly different PRINCIPLES which was what created the more important conflicts.. cuz none of them are perfect people, they're gonna clash, they're gonna make stupid decisions, they're gonna disagree and they're gonna fight, and that's SO APPRECIATED bc in addition to adding stakes and tension, it also says a lot about the characters and makes the story fresh and interesting!!

it was SOOOO satisfying to see everyone work together, to see Kurapika's brain at work and how good of a leader he is, as well as how worried he was about Leorio and Gon's lives that he lost his literal will to live. Cuz even though they've known each other for only a few days, they've gone through so much together!!! And when Killua FEELS that Gon and Leorio are coming up, and he trusts his gut, WHICH ISN'T A THING HE DOES, IT'S A GON THING TO DO!!!!! And he tells Kurapika that Gon and Leorio are fine AND THERE'S LIFE AGAIN IN KURAPIKA'S EYES!!! And when he temporarily loses consciousness, Killua takes command cuz he's a smart cookie too, albeit more risky, and he DOES make a VERY risky decision, BUT IT ENDS UP WORKING AND JUST TJEJRSJIDDDARHDFKUSJDK :((( EVERYONE :(((((( I LOVE THIS ANIME

And then the moments between Pokkle and Ponzu (i had to look up their names lmao) that kinda show how they grew closer and makes the fact that they start dating later on so much more believable, they're so cute and how Pokkle is understandably anxious about everyone's lives depending on him, but Ponzu is there for him and it gives him strength aaaahhdhdjjdkkdknfndj :((((

Now something less relevant but i have to say it

Got a little carried away lol, but after all the fighting it was SO GODDAMN SATISFYING to see everyone care for each other and work together to avoid something as terrifying and uncontrollable as a NATURAL DISASTER and ofc it's something that a hunter must be prepared for AND THEY WERE!!!! BUNCHA KINGS AND QUEENS!!! (i really liked that sniper lady, i don't think she was in 2011, correct me if I'm wrong) and what surprises me most?? WAS THAT I ACTUALLY LIKE TONPA AFTER THIS ARC. No, ofc i still hate his guts. He's literally made to be hated by every living being. But in the ship arc, he started off being REALLY funny, and then was COOPERATIVE!!! Which is like, ofc he is, in the literal face of death, but after all of that, i appreciate him being there and pissing off the other characters and being a complete loser for the sake of creating conflict. I never look forward to seeing him again when i rewatch, but i appreciate his existence.

#life updates #i will always find a reason to talk about this anime IT'S THE BEST THING TO EVER EXIST AFTER ALL #everyone go watch hunter x hunter i recommend the 2011 version cuz it's better to watch first #you don't need to watch 1999 version but if you want some cool additions to the story made in a very different tone you can also watch it

[cherrykcrunch]

I posted 16,176 times in 2022

That's 5,227 more posts than 2021!

446 posts created (3%)

15,730 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@enrichmentformaverick

@doberbutts

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@bitternotbetter

@pulchrabelle

I tagged 2,822 of my posts in 2022

#crunchie - 58 posts

#lmao - 41 posts

#cronch - 30 posts

#lmfao - 23 posts

#pokemon - 22 posts

#ponzu the sauce - 20 posts

#yes - 20 posts

#yeah - 19 posts

#me - 19 posts

#gsd - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#comfortable with - in online lgbt+ spaces terminology is constantly shifting and a lot of discourse surrounds that it does not help anything

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Second shiny - Cetoddle, saw her in a group and was able to tell right away

16 notes - Posted November 24, 2022

#4

Bought Legends Arceus for my little sister today and she caught a shiny Eevee on her second trip out I was so surprised - she was so happy about it. Hanging out with her honestly made my day, I just try to be a good big sister and I'll always support and protect her.

(she named him Soap)

16 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

#3

Fucking love watching Olympic ice dancing/figure skating. The outfits are neat, often glittery and there's so much grace and talent. I can't skate for shit but I respect people who not only skate but DANCE on skates. Beautiful and talented.

25 notes - Posted February 3, 2022

#2

SNONCH (SNOW CRONCH)

part 2: uncle's cottage

See the full post

38 notes - Posted January 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

He has a lot of opinions tonight

52 notes - Posted July 10, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

[intriga-hounds]

Why did Bazzy stop being your sisters dog?

bc when i went to boofest he made it very clear that he’s still my dog. when i got back i asked him to come sleep with us for a few nights to see what he’d do and he very much wants to be with me.

#baz #3 years #ask #my sister and renly have a very tight bond but baz is still more bonded to me and sivi #he’s still being coparented lmao but he sleeps in my room now #he’s just a very sensitive boy and i don’t think he trusts anyone as much as he trusts me #having ponzu has actually made me love him more and more #i have a dog that runs and shows and will probably be bred #so there’s a lot of room in my heart for my Broken Dog who two years ago i was feeling very resentful toward #I’ve realized over the past year that i can’t live without him

[chocolatechibi]

I missed days two and three (😅) so I’ll put them together and then four… I haven’t watched the chimera ant arc yet so I’ll skip it.

Question 2: Favorite main character

That would have to be Kurapika! I had such a crush on him when I was first watching and I’ve loved him ever since. He is my beautiful dear Kurapika, he will always be my favorite.

Oof, but I love Killua too…

Little flustered gay boy who’s beautiful and sweet but also really dangerous? What’s not to love. Killua my son. <3

Question 3: Favorite supporting character

Ponzu!! She is amazing and I love her and her bees so much!

#hunter x hunter #meme game #hxh #hxh stories #kurapika #killua #ponzu

[halt-kun]

Hunter x Hunter Chapter 189 - Infiltration

Thank god the hunter license is so useful

Of course we don’t have anything like that in the country, as if anyone would believe you

They are soooo ridiculous, glass and dental fillings ???? Like how is this a problem, you’re more addicted to the idea of being “natural” than actually living in a mutual and two way relationship with their environment 

THE BEST Gon and Killua FITS here

Killua really knows his stuff, high waisted pants, black long sleeves and turtleneck top. I’m pretty sure he advised Gon on the high waisted pants and tank top. We can learn Gon is the most likely to feel hot of the two, even in cold weather from this outfit too. 

Stick and Podungo look good too

Kite is the only one who didn’t change his clothes

WAIT does it mean Gon’s clothes were polyester ? Oh my god, well anyway I’m glad he finally wears something different for more than a few chapters.

So you arrive in a rocky valley ? 

Killua’s infamous riding skills !!!!!!

They were real !!!

He likes to be dramatic a lot

I love this kid

This map is not very detailed, couldn’t you buy a better map at the embassy ?

I suppose the coconut as gourds were sold there too?

Kite is RIGHT

now time for cool Koala killing humans

SEE

How would a human whop chose to live in a “natural country free of technology” think in such an anthropocentric way ?

I’m still always so confused how he does that, it seems he floods the oponents’ head with water.

This feels a bit weird, the body proportions I mean

Meleoron has freckles at least, it makes him look a bit cuter than in the anime

I agree with Koala this dude was probably an asshole, anyway, he still didn’t deserve to die like all the poor people of NGL

Please get along, you’re both cool ants compared to some

WELL LOOK WHO IT IS ?

the army of builder ants who all look identical that I LOATH

NEXT PANEL

Kurt looks too much like Vegeta there

Cheetu looks good though

Yep the other got his head blown

OOOH so it seems some ants are blind and can only use touch and smells ? Or is he talking about sensing or seeing aura already ? No there’s no way he would know projectiles can be made of aura 

Knowledge is strength, you are quick to reproduce and acquire stuff, it doesn’t mean you can acquire it fast enough to thrive of it

And it’s here we know he’s actually Kurt reincarnated as Colt, this arc really loves to deal with reincarnation, life and death

Identity and change too

Kurt is quite smart

Well we met another high ranking ants, not a squadron leader though since it’s part of Zazan’s squad, it’s an officer

I don’t know what mix of creatures is in this ant though, looks like some kind of crustacean or fish ? Maybe a crab ? Some kind of moray or piranha too maybe ?

AND Ponzu and Pokkle are back toooo

They also were wearing natural clothes back in the hunter exam

Ponzu was injured though so I hope they’re going to be okay

We know she was able to use nen too and she’s a manipulator thanks to Togashi’s nen chart

Well we continue into the CA arc with a nice pace

#hxh c189 #hxh liveblog #hxh manga

[angelfoodcakeeats]

626 Night Market Food Review

My friend Rob and I joked that the “626 Night Market” is our favorite holiday. As foodies, it is a very serious endeavor. As foodies that love Asian food, even more so. The 626 Night Market is reminiscent of night markets that are popular all over Asia. The event is held at the Santa Anita Racetrack every summer in Arcadia, in addition to other locations in California and a mini night market in Santa Monica. This year is the 4th year that I have gone to the market. After my first market, we have always done our best to prepare for the event, looking up the vendors beforehand and writing a list of the ones we must go to. We never hit every single booth we want but our notes serve more as a guide so we don’t get overwhelmed when we get there. Yet, we still always end up overwhelmed! But we usually end up going to vendors that made it to the list. Below are my thoughts on the booths that we went to on August 28th and yes, they were all on my list!

Tao’s Baos:

What I hadn’t realized until after looking at my previous night market photos, was that I went to this booth last year! I did go to the mini night market in Santa Monica in March so I did remember having it then. So this makes it my 3rd visit to this booth. Honestly, can you go wrong with a pork belly bao bun? I have not so far. This time, my boyfriend Collin and I both got an OG bun and a miso bun to share. The OG bun had pork belly glazed with red-braising sauce, peanuts, cilantro, pickled mustard green, and garlic peanut sauce. I am drooling just typing that description. The pork was so tender, that you could bite it without having to rip it and have your bun fall apart. I’m a sucker for anything garlic so the garlic peanut sauce was a perfect pairing with the pork. I’m not usually a peanut fan, but this made the dish. The pickled mustard green offered a nice contrast to the somewhat sweetness of the sauce and a crunchy texture along with the peanuts. The Miso bun had pork belly glazed with miso sauce, seaweed salad, cucumber, dried seaweed, and spicy masago mayo. The miso bun was a little too much seaweed for my taste. I felt it took over the miso flavor I was really excited for! I love seaweed salad so maybe next time I would ask for it without the dried seaweed. The bao buns themselves are the perfect fluffy texture inside but strong enough to hold all the ingredients without falling apart. Overall, OG bun is where it’s at.

California Poke Nachos:

This booth is self-explanatory. It’s poke, but instead of it being over rice it is over crispy wonton chips. When you order, it is similar to how you would order poke. You choose your protein (2 scoops) of tuna, salmon, shrimp, or ceviche. You can choose to have all the toppings or just remove the ones you don’t want! The options were avocado, seaweed salad, ginger, seaweed flakes & sesame seeds, green onion, cilantro, cucumber, purple onion, mango, and jalapeños. You could choose two sauces which were spicy mayo, ponzu, eel sauce, or mango habanero. I ordered one to share with Collin, so we compromised on a few things. We got tuna and salmon, all toppings (besides jalapeños), spicy mayo, and ponzu. I don’t do spicy so not having jalapeños was great. The spicy mayo definitely had a kick but it didn’t kill me. I chose the salmon but I actually enjoyed the tuna so much more. It was the fresh red tuna that just goes so well with poke. It soaked up the ponzu perfectly. The wonton chips were such a great addition and really made it different. They break a little easier but nothing major. All in all a great combination of flavors and textures. 

Bobaful:

I did go to this booth at the mini market as well earlier this year. But after eating a couple items you definitely need some boba to wash it down. Felt like going for a refreshing flavor but got torn between a classic so my boyfriend and I shared these as well. I got the watermelon green tea and he got the jasmine milk tea. The watermelon boba tea was the exact refreshing drink I wanted. Not too sweet besides the actual boba, which had a good chew, not hard at all. It was mainly a green tea with a hint of watermelon and pieces floating in it. Great summer drink. The jasmine milk tea was also lovely and not too sweet in my opinion either. This is usually my go-to flavor when I want a milk tea and this hit the mark for me.

Hawaiian Honey Cones:

My friend Dani had been talking all night about how she wanted the J-shaped cone. When she finally got around to it, she was too full to eat it all so we gladly helped her. It is a Hawaiian honey cone made of 100% organic corn cane and Hokkaido-style vanilla ice cream. The soft serve fills the cone from top to bottom. Every bite you have is ice cream and the cone. The cone itself reminded us of honeycomb or cap’n crunch cereal. That with the milky soft serve made it almost a cereal dessert. The crunch of the cone and the meltiness of the soft serve were a good combination of textures. Get it with friends if you aren’t confident you can finish before it melts!

Potato Swirl World:

My boyfriend loves these swirly potatoes. There are always a few stands that sell them. We were in line for a different potato stand only to realize they didn’t take cards and we didn’t want to deal with the atm fee! So when I was still feeling particularly snacky after the ice cream, I got in line for a potato tornado. I personally love the sour cream and onion-flavored ones. This one had TONS of powder on it which is a big plus for me. I shared it with my boyfriend and my other friends who were there. Collin immediately pointed out how much better this one was than the one we got last year from a different stand. It had that crisp on the outside but softness on the inside. We don’t want a potato chip texture from this! So I was very pleased with our potato. 

Ensaymada Project:

We went to this booth the 2nd year I went to the night market. They sell flavored Filipino brioche. We got one bun each and severely underestimated how good these would be the first time. We didn’t make that mistake again. Last year and this year, we got a dozen. They have MANY flavors but we got traditional cheese, ube, red velvet, dulce de leche, oreo, banana chocolate, cookie butter crumble, mango, and mocha Nutella. The brioche buns themselves are the softest sweet bread clouds. It is so easy to just stuff your face with them. I have had many of these flavors over the years but decided to just have the red velvet. I am obsessed with red velvet anything. The red velvet bun had a cream cheese frosting inside and on the top. It’s not as much as a cupcake would be and it definitely doesn’t need to be. It had red velvet cake crumbles on top completing the flavor concept. I will never regret eating this bun or any of their buns. 

Etoile Filante Patisserie:

I wanted to go to this booth so badly last year but somehow missed it. I did not make that mistake again. I found out the night before I went that you could preorder the macarons for pickup so they don’t sell out. Trust me, this is necessary. These aren’t your average macarons. While they do sell regular-shaped macarons, their main attraction is their character macarons. I went on their pre-order website and ordered the Hello Kitty macaron for pickup the next day. I really wanted their Totoro macaron but it wasn't available. I went back to their website on the day of the market and there it was! So I made a second pre-order for pickup. I gladly went to the booth and picked up both my Hello Kitty and Totoro macarons. The macarons themselves have that crunch but not too much so that the macaron crumbles and falls apart. It stayed intact! Hello Kitty was a strawberry milkshake flavor. I got the strawberry flavor but wasn’t sure about the milkshake aspect. I think it was a little creamier than a regular strawberry might be. Totoro was an oreo flavor which I got instantly. It had that chocolate cookie flavor that is so easily identifiable. Totoro was my favorite! I will also never regret buying these. 

Honorable Mention:

Boba Bear:

My friend Rob has a goal every night market: a collectible cup. There are so many booths that offer collectible cups you can take home. We usually spend a little time looking around to see which cup he will take home this year. I think we were there a whole 10 minutes before he committed to the $25 cup that came with a free boba drink and a free refill. Not too bad when you consider the price of other boba places and no collectible cup. So while I didn’t drink the boba tea myself, The cup itself was worth a mention. It’s a ceramic bear-shaped cup. What more is there to debate!! Rob had no regrets.

Overall, a successful night market. We left feeling satisfied with all our choices. I always feel like I missed something but with 120+ vendors, you’re definitely going to miss a few things. Even though they have dates all summer, we always seem to go towards the end. This is our final event of summer as we prepare ourselves for the mindset of fall. Until next year and the new booths we will try!

#626nightmarket #food review #foodblogger #food blogs #asianfood #baobun #macarons #hello kitty #totoro #boba tea #potato tornado #filipino buns #brioche buns #poke nachos #hawaiian honeycone #bubble tea #los angeles food #california food