#shalnark ryusei

[keiriiz]

Here’s some more of my favorite photos of Chrollo and the Troupe from the Stage Play!! I will be making a post of just Shalnark’s actor later because he literally EXUDES Shal it’s great 🛐

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[lightfeltmemories]

episode one: phantom troupe and romance; headcanons from least toxic, to most toxic

characters include: chrollo, machi, pakunoda, shizuku, uvogin, shalnark, feitan, phinks, bonolenov, kortopi, hisoka, illumi, nobunaga, franklin. (not in order)

tw's: nsfw but nothing explicit, mentions of non-con, spoilers for the deaths of pakunoda, shalnark, kortopi and uvogin, toxic relationships, lovebombing, mentions of torture (not on reader), mentions of cheating, mentions of reader's death,

notes: a completely self indulgent post, you can probably tell who im biased towards by how long certain sections are.

because this contains mentions of nsfw, do not interact if you are under 18, you will be blocked if you do !! also, do not leave negative comments please, they will be deleted :)

pakunoda

out of everyone, guaranteed, she'll be the best partner out of everyone else, you might even end up shocked that she's apart of the troupe if it ever comes to you finding out.

she's a darling, spoils and cares for you like anyone else, a great listener and partakes in your interests in hobbies, its (almost) like a fairytale by how the relationship is, the troupe knows you but you don't know them! and she wants to keep it that way, of course still she's a murderer, so it would break her if you were to have found out about everything, she vowed to never let you know or even have you close to knowing about what she does, but you just can't help but wonder what she's doing when she's away for long periods of time.

until it comes to her death.

now, you eventually find out that she died from a close friend of hers, but he knows paku doesn't want you to know about the troupe, so, he's a bit vague, and a bit creepy.

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nobunaga

personally out of everyone else, i feel like nobunaga would be other most normal when it comes to relationships, but then again, he's an enigma, he doesn't strike me as the type to be the best boyfriend literally ever or very very toxic, i feel like out of everyone else, if you're looking for someone to be in a semi normal relationship with, nobunaga is your best shot, but of course, he's a part of the phantom troupe, and any member apart of it isn't exactly the best partner by default.

he's still a murder and thief, like all members i believe that he would definitely steal things that remind him of you, he'd most definitely kill for you.

unlike someone like feitan or machi, he doesn't exactly have a problem with being vulnerable when you get to know him, he'll tell you about himself, and of course, because he's a criminal he can't exactly tell you what he does for a living, but can't bring himself to lie about it either, he's just hoping that one day, if you know, you won't leave or judge him for it, his childhood isn't exactly all sunshines and lolipops, y'know?

he'll love you from the ends of the earth, but he definitely won't let you walk all over him, quick to put your in your place and won't allow you to manipulate him, he won't lie to you (about trivial things, at least) so why should you? (who knows, maybe you're apart of a criminal organization and is pretty much a wanted criminal yourself :P)

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bonolenov

similar to nobunaga i think if you want something that's somewhat normal, bonolenov is also a nice choice! (100% not putting him up so high because we don't really know that much about him it's totally because he would be a decent partner! honest!)

for one, you would definitely be introduced to usual romantic gestures and advances that come from his tribe, he'll tell you all about how things work with him, he'll do dances he learned when they were still here for you to show how much he adores you, and dresses you in garments that resemble such from his tribe, it's pretty cute, honestly!

now, what concerns him a bit is.. how you'll react without his bandages, he's not exactly sexy like chrollo but (to me, TO MEEEEEE) he's not the ugliest thing in the world! he just hopes that eventually if you see him in his true form, you don't scream and run away at the sight of him, its okay if you do! ..... kind of.

and if you don't, oh you'll mean so much to him!

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kortopi

now, here's another one we don't know much about! but i'll try my best either way (i just want to contribute to the lack of attention him and bono get in these spaces.) he's another somewhat normal one, he also doesn't strike me as the type to be the absolute worst, but still is apart of a troupe of murderers and thieves.

similar to everyone else, he'll steal and kill for you (idk if this guy even has a body count but lets pretend he does.) and is a lot more open to being vulnerable than some other members.

now, nine times out of ten you'll be taller than him because this guy is even shorter than feitan, so, he'll definitely be wearing your t-shirts and hoodies, and he ain't complaining about it!

and eventually, he dies, now, honestly, something told you that kortopi seemed... like the odd one out when it came to the troupe, he doesn't seem like the type to be apart of... that! you better hope that hisoka doesn't care about you, or things are gonna turn ugly faster than you can blink.

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uvogin

he's big (as hell), but he's sweeter (you know why they're in bold italics) than the others twice his size.

physically the strongest, you're rather lucky to have him has your partner, if someone won't stop messing with you, they're dead within a millisecond, or at least scared off since you know.. he isn't exactly built like the average guy and having someone that's eight foot fucking two walking up on you not really excited to see you is quite terrifying, depending on his mood they'll sometimes get away.... sometimes.

enough of that, how is it like when it's just the two of you? sitting on the couch or laying in bed watching movies together, his arm around you, it's basically a pillow! a hard ass pillow at that.

not the most vulnerable, he's not some weird incel who see's women as sex toys or anything, he's decently capable of being in a normal relationship, you won't see each other often sadly, but when you do, he'll pay 95% of his attention towards you, he'll even let you know straight up that he won't know when he'll get back, but he will! ... until he doesn't..

ah yes, his death at the hands of kurapika, how will you react? hell, how would kurapika react to your existence? something tells me that kurapika might kill you too, send you right off with him, or, in a rather strange twist of events, he might try to fuck you and take you to the other side, not in the way of barging into your house and straight up non con, nah, more like a get to know you then get in your pants type of way, uvo won't be there to protect you now would he? of course the latter is highly unlikely, but to be honest it's kind of fun to think about.

and now that you think of it... you don't even know what uvo was doing or where he was going, you choose how you want to react to how you found out about his troupe business.

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shizuku

another woman! she's similar to another person right below her! she looks cute, but she's anything but!...... sort of.

she's not the best or worst partner, she's pretty normal, a bit distant but it's not something you can't manage, maybe she just needs some space and you're overwhelming her, but something that really gets to you is her forgetfulness.

at first, she'll forget things such as your birthday or your anniversary, but going further into the relationship, she becomes less and less forgetful (she might even remember things that you don't even remember.)

what exactly do you guys do together? well, she does try to partake in your interests, and does try to get things you like!

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franklin

he's similar to uvo, he's big, he's actually nicer than he appears.

what makes him so low is.. well to be honest i don't know, i don't feel like he could be high up but not so low, so, this is the perfect spot for him.

for one he does have a bit of an anger problem, not as bad as phinks, but he doesn't mind a slight argument, good thing he wont assault you, and is quick to make up for the argument.

i don't know how to write him, so, please forgive me for how small this passage is. :(

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shalnark

we're starting to get into uh... strange territory, he looks kind, and seems normal, but he's anything but that, he's not the most toxic but he also isn't the most caring and understanding either, similar to nobunaga he's kind of an enigma.

he's a love bomber and very good at manipulating, definitely takes advantage of his rather cute looks, he'll figure out what you're insecure about and compliment those things specifically, i do think he is capable of loving someone genuinely, but he sometimes does things without realizing that they aren't really normal, maybe he's getting his troupe personality mixed up with the one he has with you.

he does come off as sweet at first, brings you flowers and takes you on some rather expensive dates (an uncanny feeling creeps up on you about how the waiters act, but you don't pay much attention to it.) and sometimes he's more distant and a little bit aloof, you take this as him needing his space.

he's not abusive, but he isn't the absolute best partner, there's definitely better out there.

his death doesn't hit you as hard as the others but it was still devastating, you best hope hisoka doesn't come for you, and if he does, you hope he swiftly kills you, because you really don't want this murder clown to take an interest to you.

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phinks

phinks is another one 'that's kind of odd to me, i don't want to judge a book by its cover and say "yeah he's a piece of shit!!" but again, he's a lot better in comparison to anyone below.

he's similar to shalnark in quite a few ways, one, he does things that kind of makes you think he's a bit of an odd ball, he's intimidating to look at and is the second strongest physically in the troupe, so you're lucky to have someone like him if you're looking for protection.

i don't see him as the type to take you out to fancy restaurants and bring you flowers, stuff like that is a bit too sappy for him, he shows other ways like giving you thinks you like or taking you to like carnivals or other fun events.

his main problem is his anger issues, he won't physically harm you especially if you don't use nen, but he's not above arguing with or yelling at you, he doesn't do it often, but he might call you an idiot or a bitch if you take him to that point.

the relationship is somewhat normal besides that.

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chrollo

chrollo is weird, some say he's loving, caring, blah blah blah while some might say he's the exact opposite.

for one he is charming, he's a relatively good looking man, he's intelligent, and is looking for someone who's also intelligent.

i feel like chrollo definitely has a type, he likes people who are elegant, he wants someone that'll make him look good while he's in public, he doesn't care much for how people view the relationship outside of that, he also looks for someone with a personality he doesn't want someone who looks good yes, but is boring to be around, someone he can have a deep conversation with and talk about his interests with.

for one, you will not know about the troupe's existence, until he is 100% ready to tell you, which will definitely take a while, but he's confident that the troupe and himself will protect you from anyone who tries to avenge.

now, what makes him so low on this list? well, he's quite manipulative, a gaslighter, too, what do you mean you saw me with another woman? it's all for business, i'm just trying to steal her nen ability.

he does want to be a good partner, but this relationship is kind of a "too good to be true" type, something is happening behind closed doors and the thought is too persistent to ignore.

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illumi

this guy is... strange, for one, his beady ass eyes make him look like a bug (affectionately), and section.. his very warped perception of what love even is.

i agree with the fandom that he has a breeding kink no doubt, his intention on dating is marriage, and you will bear his children, no ifs, ands or buts.

you'll meet his family but you'll never meet the troupe, he doesn't want you getting involved in fighting (he might have someone teach you some basic self protection) because he doesn't want you to die, that'll fuck with him... kind of, you're basically trapped in the mansion.

his overprotection is toxic on its own, you don't have that much freedom, you can't go shopping unless he's with you (or if he can't be there, one of his servants will accompany you), you're never truly alone unless he's away, and when he's here, things are no better, he's distant and cold, there's not much to talk about with him, sure, he loves you, but doesn't know how to express it much.

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machi

one out of three toxic ass individuals, one of them consists of machi.

lets start off with the fact that she's cold hearted, as hell, if you cry in front of her she'll look at you like you're crazy, if she's really in that mood she'll tell you that you look stupid and you need to suck it up.

not good with physical touch or romance, who knows how the two of you managed to continue the relationship, she does leave flowers for you but won't tell you that they're from her, won't admit that she's the one who got them for you.

i feel like similar to a certain clown, she won't care much for you if you aren't either powerful or capable of protecting yourself in some way.

but all she's really doing is putting up barriers, she's actually caring in her own weird way, she'll still be there for you, patch up your wounds if you managed to get cut or stabbed and would probably mourn your death.

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hisoka

were getting lower, and a certain sadist who loves torture is worse, but somehow, hisoka is slightly better than him in some way or another.

for one, hisoka probably won't be that interested in you if you aren't powerful, it would be worse if you were a regular civilian, he'll take that as an opportunity to take advantage of you sexually, physically, psychologically and mentally, and the relationship will be literal hell..

but, lets say you are pretty powerful, dare i say a troupe member yourself, he won't be as interested in fighting you as much as he would chrollo, but he would be interested in... other ways.

how you managed to get into a relationship with this freak is unclear, but you two one day just.. hooked up, and it all goes downhill from here.

he has no problem killing you if he gets tired of you, he already killed two and plans on killing the rest of the spiders, why not kill another? especially you? or, in an alternate scenario where he does manage to kill off all the spider, you're the only one who's left, this can go two ways, one, he can fuck you one last time then kill you, or, he takes you with him! if you managed to have a lasting impression on him, that is.

outside of sex, he just isn't a good partner, he's probably the only one on this list that's probably willing to cheat on you (don't you dare get back at him, both you and your lover will die) he's manipulative as hell, he doesn't necessarily care about how you feel and he'll provoke you just to get a reaction out of you.

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feitan

and last but not least, feitan, oh boy, good luck to you for managing to have this man attracted to you. (im a feitan girlie, so this one might be a big longer than the rest)

for one, he'll hate your rotten guts for making him feel this way, for making him feel so weak, so emotional... he might even contemplate on killing you, but when that time comes he can't bring himself to do it.

i don't want to say yandere is his default since he doesn't really know how to properly love, because i do think he has some potential, but it does make sense for him, because there has to be something about you that makes you interested in him, maybe you're his polar opposite? maybe you're also a sadist?

he's not the most romantic partner, he doesn't want to come off as vulnerable, or sappy, so, what considers as a date to him? he's the type to probably take you to a cemetery at night as a form of a date.

he will not allow the troupe to know you or you to know them, for one he's going to be teased from hell and back for finally managing to pull someone and second while it appears that he doesn't care for you much, him protecting you from them is his way of showing you that he cares.

he can't find himself being vulnerable, he might teach you his language if you're up for it, and he might bring you some things he knows you like, but thats kind of it, also he won't force you to see him torture people.. unless you betray him in a way.

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[sullenhighstar]

Got ur hair lol

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[shalscumbunny]

THIS IS SO SHALNARK

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[meyousing]

𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘑𝘰𝘣

𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵: shalnark x pro treasure hunter reader

𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: you and shalnark are working together to retrieve a special artifact. but this is your mission, he doesn’t bother giving you details for the one he has decided to set out on.

𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴:  yandere shalnark x reader, nsfw, deception, manipulation (use of his nen), shalnark taking advantage of y/n, all sexual nsfw will be under the cut. 

The guy that you were partnered with for your next heist was… alright. To you, he seemed a bit soft; too soft for this line of work, but he wouldn’t have made it this far if that was true. You were always willing to give the benefit of the doubt, and it helped that you felt indifferent about him so you could focus on the job and just let him do his thing while you did yours, differences aside. At the very least, his seeming soft also meant that he was nicer than most of those you worked with, which was a pleasant change of pace…despite your general lack of care for that kind of thing.

“So, what’s your nen ability?” Shalnark questioned you casually, his hands leaving his pockets in favour of resting them behind his head as the two of you strode through the large Casino. You glanced at him briefly, seeing how his eyes were focused on yours, though the way he scanned over the rest of you did not go unnoticed. You sighed internally at his lack of professionalism, as the goal was for you two not to seem like you were here together. At the very least, the loud music, noisy rolling of roulette wheels, and shrill dings of slot machines were doing their jobs sufficiently in keeping the attention of the attendees. As far as you could tell no eyes were on you at all. You were still hesitant to say too much to your new coworker, but creating unnecessary conflict would only make this more complicated. Whatever. 

“I’m a conjurer. I’ll just show you later” with a subtle roll of your eyes you crossed your arms over your chest, continuing on to your destination without another word of your own. Shalnark gave an upbeat “okay!” in response which you ignored, hardly noticing the newfound speed in your pace as you increasingly wished to get this heist done and over with. Shalnark had no problem keeping up with you, and upon swiftly rounding a corner, you had never been more relieved to see a door in your life once catching sight of the large metal one that was a few feet away. The start of your first objective. Finally. 

The two of you walked up silently, and you looked over your shoulder to ensure there were no prying eyes while Shalnark tried the doorknob.

“Locked.”

Releasing your sigh this time, you shooed him out of the way with your hand and moved that same one to the doorknob. Enabling Gyo, you felt around at every inch of the handle for a short while before pulling back. Glancing over at Shalnark and watching as he raised an eyebrow, you then placed your hands on your hips triumphantly. He kept gazing in confusion.

“That’s it?” he asked, the lack of any visual change in the environment likely making him doubt your abilities. 

With a suppressed smirk, you raised one hand from your hip, opening your palm and showcasing a key. One created with your nen, to fit perfectly into the slot of this particular door. The sight of his eyes and grin widening was satisfying, and since he had a positive reaction you decided to be nice back to him. Maybe teamwork with someone so insufferably cheerful wouldn’t be so bad after all, it was nice to be praised even in a way as small as a change in expression. 

“All yours” you grabbed his hand and placed the key in it, making a curt gesture to the door and stepping back to let him do the honours. He stood for a moment, his eyes swapping between looking at his own hand and the one you had just touched him with. When you cleared your throat after he was still for too long, he blinked and moved the key into the slot quickly, twisting it and gazing with childlike wonder as the door opened right after. 

“That’s amazing! No wonder boss chose you for this job” he grinned, tossing the key back which you caught with ease. You thanked him, shoving it in your pocket and following as he strode into the room and shut the door once you two were inside, perfectly undetected. “As much as I would love to see more of that, this is where we go our separate ways. For now, at least.” He let out a soft chuckle, both of you were already aware of what was next. You simply nodded your agreement, gazing around the dim space and the only other door, which was across from the first. 

Now comes the more crucial part of your mission. This room was only the start, but thankfully a key was no longer required from here on out. Disguised behind this casino was an opposing gang’s money laundering operation; more specifically, a gang that had started to clash with the Phantom Troupe as of late. You were commissioned by Chrollo Lucilfer to find a way inside and work with Shalnark to steal one of their most valuable items, just to send them a message. Your nen specifically was only useful for getting into restricted areas, so you were surprised that the troupe summoned you for one locked door, unsure of how a group of so many strong and abled people had such a hard time with it. Either way, the gig would pay well, so you decided to keep your ridicule to yourself and just get it done. 

The next few doors would be unlocked but guarded, which neither you nor Shalnark would be physically strong enough to deal with presently together or by yourselves (you doubted Shalnark’s inability to fight since the few times you had witnessed the combative side of Phantom Troupe in the past he held his own quite well, if not as one of the best). It was decided by Chrollo that Shalnark would use his nen on you and control your body when combat came into play since he explained that he would be able to do that with ease in comparison to just taking a guard head-on (“It’ll be like I’m playing a first-person fighter game!” he had said with immense anticipation). Of course, you were incredibly hesitant to allow a manipulator to take control of you, especially since you had already seen Shalnark’s strength and speed before, but that damned paycheque looked too handsome to question them further. So with audible reluctance, you agreed to the plan, hardly noticing how much more elated Shalnark looked once you did. 

“Ow! hey, you could’ve at least told me you were about to do it” you winced, fingers tightening in your hair as you held it up for him to press the first antennae into the skin on the back of your neck. 

“Sorry! Just trying to work quickly here, we’re already making such good time, after all. Would be a shame to slow down now.” He punctuated the last part of his sentence by sticking the second one in, catching you by surprise once more as you let your hair down and spun around to glare at him. He looked awfully smug, a soft smirk playing at his lips as you grit your teeth and squinted your eyes at him. That was enough for you to become royally pissed off, preparing to wind up your hand for a cute little slap to his cheek. But your hand wasn’t moving. Shalnark’s smirk widened at your visible show of confusion, the flinchy back-and-forth movements of your body showing him just how hard you were trying to raise your limb. 

“Just messing around with you, Y/N. No need for such hostility” he tilted his head with a full-on, sunny smile, lifting a hand to show you how he was keeping you in place with the push of a button on his cell. 

You just decided to drop it, knowing you’d gain nothing from inflicting harm on a coworker anyway. Moving on, you watched him release his thumb from the button and began walking over to the second door by your own merit, managing to open it just a crack, when a hand on your other wrist prevented you from going any further. 

“There’s something else I need you to do first.” 

Your eyelids drooped in displeasure, annoyed by his apparent want to work quickly but his current presentation of a hold-up. With puzzlement, you observed as he began walking backward, his eyes staying on you even as he crouched down to seat himself against the wall. Your body acted on its own (under Shalnark’s command) as you approached him shortly after he was situated, sauntering over slowly with an awkward swivel of your hips accompanying every step. Your cheeks began to burn in embarrassment, completely unsure but not liking the possible idea of where he was going with this. 

Your pain was audible when you dropped to your knees suddenly, cringing from the sharp pain before crawling closer to him on all fours. You could see his shoulders slumping as he made himself more comfortable, his hand that wasn’t controlling you with his phone moved to hover over his crotch. 

He was not being serious. There was no way.

“Shalnark” you spoke his name firmly, wanting to give him a look that expressed your disdain at what he was planning, and how awful he was for it. You stopped moving when your hands landed in front of him, dangerously close to his own which began stroking himself idly as you inched closer. You forced your eyes down to watch as his head knocked back against the wall before he reached to pull his cock out of his pants, continuing on with stroking it ever so casually, stifling a sound of pleasure as he did. You, on the other hand, were mortified, trying to use everything inside of you to tear away from his control and run the hell out of there. Of course, that would not happen.

Your eyes widened impossibly as you lurched forward and spit on his cock, creating a lubricant for him as he began to stroke a little hastier before letting go, keeping his hand upturned against his thigh as he sighed contentedly, his dick twitching against the air. 

“Time to get to work” he simpered playfully, and before you knew it you were grasping him with your own hand and kissing at his reddened tip. Your breath shook as you exhaled through your nose, straining your eyes up as well as you were able so you could glare daggers at the complacent man before you. You felt your eyelids lower and your eyebrows relax, knowing this was his doing so the look that you gave him was more suggestive. How you wished to tighten your grip so painfully that–

 With puckered lips you took him into your mouth, pulling your hand down his shaft to grab at his balls as your lips began sliding up and down sensually. A soft rumble came from his chest, which rose and fell heavily from every deep breath he took each time you repeated your motions. He was in complete control, from the speed to how hard you sucked, although you didn’t expect him to let you take your mouth off of him so soon, both of your hands replacing where it once was with firm strokes. 

You could feel something forming inside of you that was trying to get out, you couldn’t tell if it was words or a physical jab, but you knew that if you tried hard enough you could get some semblance of sway. You exerted what was left of your internal energy into this feeling, noting how your tongue and throat began moving in a way that was readying for speech, so thankful that you were able to utter your next words. You did so quickly, and it sounded a bit mumbly and slurred, but at least you could get something from your own mind to interject for a fleeting moment. 

“You could’ve come to this heist and done it all by yourself, couldn’t you?”

“Absolutely” he laughed breathlessly, gritting his teeth with a suppressed groan as he forced you to resume your ministrations, seemingly unbothered by your ability to temporarily rebel against his dominance. Your throat and tongue moved in a different way this time as he pushed your head down further than before, making you gag and clench around his tip once it hit the back of your throat. “We’re still gonna finish the job, but now that I have you here, like this, why should I wait any longer?”

You couldn’t respond for obvious reasons, wishing you could have control over your jaw and clamp your teeth down in revenge. But of course, that could not happen, your cheeks hollowed as you sucked up to his tip once more, massaging it with your tongue before popping off and bringing your fingers over it instead, your other hand moving to his balls again so you could fondle them.  

Shalnark must have really liked you because he seemed to be getting close to his orgasm very rapidly, soft heaves of his chest and little whines escaping him as he forced your hand to jerk him faster and faster. What must have only been five minutes felt like five hours, being completely restricted in your own body and using it to perform for someone else who you didn’t even like that much was infuriating, made even worse by the way he looked at you with glassy eyes and pinkened cheeks which stirred something in your guts and made your core throb involuntarily (was it involuntary?). You did not like him, from the start you did not like him, yet the way that he looked at you with such eagerness to come made your heart pick up its pace and thrum a little quicker against your ribcage. It was almost as if you wanted it just as badly as he did. 

Without control, your mouth opened with your tongue splayed out, your hand tilting his cock closer to your face. You barely had time to process these movements before he was coming on you, warm spurts of it landing mostly on your tongue but some went on the corners of your lips and cheek. His hips were rocking as he did and his free hand clutched a death grip on the material of his pants, the other on his cell was trembling as he struggled to maintain the fluidity of your movements, making your own hand start faltering and your jaw slowly begin to shut. His breaths were shaky and only one guttural whimper left him as he started to calm down, his cock softening within your loosening grip. 

It took him and his muscles a while to fully mellow out, his eyes were closed as he slowed his breathing, and his thumb stilled, so unfortunately that left you stuck with your mouth partially closed and your hand barely holding onto his manhood, the strings of his cum that didn’t make it into your mouth now dribbling off of your face and approaching the ground between you two. When his eyes peered open he took notice, a puerile laugh leaving him as he used the thumb of his freehand to swipe it off your jaw and push it into your now fully opened mouth, displaying his return to earth from elation when he made your lips close so you would suck on his thumb. 

“Ah, you were so good, better than I imagined” he spoke contentedly, his finger playing around pushing and prodding at your tongue for a bit before he pulled it out and finally moved to clothe himself. When he was situated he used his free hand to support himself on the wall behind him as he stood, and you stood up promptly too. 

You could tell that your expression was unhappy, or at the very least that you were trying to look unhappy so he could know that no, you were not good, you were angry and now miserable. He raised his eyebrows at your attempt of showing attitude.

“How cute” he smiled brightly, daringly reaching out to pat your head. Your eyes followed his hand, squinting in a flinch as he petted you like an animal. “Come on, we’ve got some treasure to steal now.” He caressed your hair briefly before walking past you, and you followed behind shortly, saying nothing else since he didn’t allow you to. Inside you were revolted as he made you catch up to be right at his side and reach for his hand, fingers intertwining in a horribly tender way. 

“Don’t worry, Y/N, we aren’t done just yet. Once we finish this job, I’ll make sure to take care of your needs too.”

You hated the way that the butterfly in your stomach thrummed at the prospect. 

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[ataraxiaspainting]

Sweet Hibiscus Tea.

Yan Shalnark x F Reader.

Synopsis: After a day of finally trying to face your social anxiety, you walk home alone. The roads are empty, quiet, and eerie. But you are almost home now, aren’t you? You are not going to cry anymore. Just when you think life is starting to turn around for you, it goes in the exact opposite direction. 

Warnings: Yandere themes, violence, kidnapping, misogyny, not SFW implications, psychological horror elements, manipulation, panic attacks, Shalnark being an asshole, unhealthy relationships, and stalking.

Word Count: 5k.

Can be considered to be within the Hier Encore universe.

Ten Songs Like This Piece:

Look Who’s Inside Again by Bo Burnham

Things She Said by Chris Garneau

Baby Bride Rag by Roar

Butch 4 Butch by Rio Romeo

Appetite of a People-Pleaser by Ghost and Pals

Valentine, Texas by Mitski

I’m Yer Dad by GRLwood

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Freaks by Surf Curse

Neighbour by Mother Mother

“You stay soft, you get beaten; only natural to harden up.” — Mitski, Stay Soft

*~*~*~*

Regardless of how much time has passed, this convenience store always remains the same.

There is always the familiar, tired face of the clerk behind the cash register, her gaze never on you or any other customer who walks in and out of the doors, a simple, muted hello being the only proof that she noticed you.

The lights dim and blink without fail, fading from white to a shade of daffodil to dark flaxen before disappearing and resurfacing yet again as alabaster. No matter how black the night sky is, the less-than-bright illumination never changes.

Neither does the rest of the scenery.

Next to the payment area are two vending machines, with one not functioning. It is dead, with the glass broken by a punch that left a large gaping hole in the dead center. Once when you accidentally touched the front wall while bending down to get your can of lemonade from the working one, it left a sticky residue that had you rubbing your palm on your sweater for what felt like an eternity. It somewhat helped, you guessed, but it also stained your clothes. The vending machine to its right was always out of most sweet drinks, often leaving you with the choice of coffee, lemonade, green tea, or water.

You don’t buy any snacks aside from strawberry Pocky and, if you are lucky, a chocolate bar.

But you do buy meals here because it is cheap. Usually fish with miso or a salad, but there have been times when you can find a premade sandwich.

The total cost comes to between 500 to 1000 Jenny. There is always a poster that claims the cashier is the employee of the month, though you are certain that she is the only one who works there.

The only thing that ever changes is the calendar behind her. The past dates are crossed out in red ink that is in the form of thick, scraggly lines. They remind you of the drawings you used to make as a child when your father was too busy screaming outside your door and your mother was too powerless to do anything but cry and yelp as he hit her. One time you drew them fighting, and when one of your maids saw it, it inevitably found its way to his desk.

Needless to say, he was not happy by any means.

*~*~*~*

The calendar behind the worker reads the 17th of April, 1998. On this day in 1985, your first and only ever friend, the head gardener’s apprentice, went missing. When you eventually gathered up the courage after waiting for hours outside, you went to your father’s room to ask where she was.

“She has been removed from the premises for distracting you instead of doing her job.” The answer you got was to the point, because when has he ever been warm to you? “I made sure that she had learned her lesson before she died. She was in pain the whole time. It was a shame to put a bullet between her pretty eyes. But at least she had a bit more use to me beforehand.”

You cried and cried until you threw up.

That is when your mother, the usual bandage over her left cheek this time, came in and sat on your bed gently, sadly.

She patted the area next to her and slowly you stood up from the floor where you kneeled as you sobbed and went over. She asked you if you wanted a hug and you said no. She responded with a simple nod, respecting your answer. But then what she said next turned your tear-stricken face into a glare.

“She’s alive.” She muttered, along with thanks to God and a hold of the cross on her neck. 

“...What?”

Your mother shushed you when she heard footsteps coming to the door. When the sound eventually leaves further into the hallway, she leans into your ear while pointing to your vanity. Your gaze leads you to the dusty cat statue made of garnet.

It got shattered a little while ago when a maid cleaning your room accidentally made it fall to the floor. You felt bad for her as she was a new hire, so you never told anyone aside from your mother. You knew that if your father, the head of this household, ever found out he would punish her severely, even when he did not care for the statue at all. You got to choose, if you were lucky, which part gets whipped or cut off.

“Yes.”

Her short answer leaves you almost jumping up out of your seat. “...Huh?”

“At last week’s banquet, she caught the attention of your father’s wealthiest business partner.” She turns to the curtains covering the lone window in your room, her back now facing you. “She was tricked into boarding a car when the driver claimed you were inside waiting for her. To the partner in question, she is nothing but another pretty face to add to his collection.”

At the slight turn of the doorknob next door, you two go as still as wax people in a museum. “Why did he lie to me?”

“Why? Well, he certainly did not want you rebelling against his decision.”

“But I have never rebelled against him before.”

“I know.” Your mother lets out a sharp laugh, salty and sour. “I know you are always trying to be good, trying to stay under the radar. I know, I know because you are a lot like me. but now I am going to teach you a lesson about your father and the world at large. Remember that a man’s resentful attitude will always result in a woman’s agony, physical or otherwise, always. However, when things go right for a man, a woman is either praised like a dog or ignored until something goes wrong because it is never enough.”

You can’t breathe. “But why? Why, why, why? What did I do wrong? What could I have done right?”

She shakes her head. “Nothing. There is nothing you can do or could have done. No matter what, your faults will always be found. That is how most men are raised, to find, and how most women are raised, to hide.”

“...”

“Men’s hearts are such cruel, small things. Oftentimes they can only fit themselves in them, but there have been times where even they cannot fit.” She is still holding onto the cross charm on her gold necklace, firmer than she has ever held you. “They are cold, are or are almost dead. There is no room for people like you and me. No room at all. All they see us as is something to own, something with no feelings whatsoever, and whose only purpose is to please no matter the cost. Such pigs, all of them.” She murmurs some prayers that you cannot hear. “I want you to be better. I want what is best for you, what I never have been able to accomplish; run and live.”

She opens the drawer beside your bed, and you don’t do anything to stop her. It is not like you can hide anything, from her or anyone else in this house. Whatever is buried eventually resurfaces. She pulls out your rarely used bible, a thick layer of dust on the leather cover. It smells and makes you cough. She doesn’t though.

“At least your father does not force you to read this day and night.”

“Mmhmm.”

“It is one of the few things I appreciate him not doing, I do not want you to grow up hating the church.”

“I know.”

“He has made you hate a lot of things already.”

She turns the pages, dust flying around the cold air.

“He made me hate a lot of things too. Blankets, steaks, cameras. The color white, the color black, the color red. The sounds of belts unbuckling, the sound of laughter, the sounds of doors opening and closing and locking.”

You don’t say anything, only looking at her hands. Only in the dark can you not see her scars, her blooming wrinkles, and the bruises that are always fresh. 

You don’t say anything, because you have learned from a very young age that you are her only listening ear. You are the only one who keeps her head on her shoulders. You don’t say anything, because she is right. He has made you hate plenty of things. But, but, but. But you can’t hate him, and you can’t hate your mother.

You can’t hate her, because who knows what she would do when she finds out that no one cares about her pain in this hell?

“Mother.” You mutter, putting your head on her shoulder as you scan the text on the page that she selected. She does not stop you. 

“Yes, [First]?”

“Do you hate me?” You ask, trying so very hard to not let her see the tears that threaten to come out of your eyes. “Because… because… if I wasn’t conceived, you wouldn’t be here hurting, would you?”

You could swear that you heard her heart skip a beat.

“...I would not be here, yes.”

She is honest, for once. You know at least some of this situation is all your fault.

“Do you hate me?”

“...”

“Mother, please answer me.”

You hear a sniffle as she starts mumbling the words written. “‘A gracious woman gets honor, and violent men get riches.’”

You choose not to press on the subject. You don’t want her to suffer anymore.

*~*~*~*

You buy an orange-flavored Ramune soda, a pack of pork ginger instant ramen, and strawberry Pocky.

The total would come to about 600 Jenny if your quick calculations are right. You could get something extra, like a topping for your ramen or some chips. But would it be wise? You have never been someone who finishes their plate after you had ran away, so what if you just waste your money?

So, you decide not to get anything else.

You walk to the cash register.

You hear an explosion from the back of the building. Small sparks of white and orange. The lights go off before you can place your chosen items down, and you can hear the employee cursing under her breath. The breaker. What happened?

“Damn it, I don’t get paid enough for this shit.” She grumbles, putting her thumb and pointer finger on the bridge of her nose, rubbing. “No raises whatsoever. Only one here. Without me, this place wouldn’t be working, ungrateful pricks.”

Fighting the way your heart rate shoots up, you decide that talking to her would be best. It wouldn’t hurt to talk to someone aside from your boss, right? 

Maybe your anxieties would quell, and you can eventually graduate to talking to your co-workers, that would be a dream come true for you.

You haven’t had a friend, a real friend, ever since Rose was taken from you all those years ago. You still cry whenever you think about her. You miss her. Is she dead, is she alive?

You still blame yourself. If only you hadn’t talked to her, maybe she would still be with you. What kind of adult would she have been? A kind one, a responsible one? You would still be friends at least, wouldn’t you? Or would she grow to hate you, if she didn’t already?

You keep telling yourself that she wouldn’t and didn’t, but that is not what your mind tells you.

Is she dead?

You could picture a rotting corpse six feet under. An unmarked grave. Glassy, dead, amber eyes looking upward to anyone who looks down, helpless, pleading. You always liked them, always complimenting them much to Rose’s shy chuckles. She was so pretty, that much was true. You could only imagine how beautiful she would have been as an adult.

Her looks were a personal gift from God, the heavens, and the angels.

But if she didn’t have them, would she not have been treated like she was in the estate?

“Erm, excuse me,” You mutter, taking a few steps forward. “If you want I can go check it out.”

It is what Rose would do. She always liked helping others. You just wish that people would have appreciated it more and seen past her appearance. It was a double-edged sword. It helped her become the head gardener’s apprentice but also caught the attention of both your father and his business partners. You felt bad for her, and still do.

The employee turns around, her confusion prominent despite the dark. 

“Erm,” You mutter, looking down at your hands and entangling your fingers in one another. You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment. “Is that okay?”

It takes a few moments to respond. Her surprise was unexpected, as you never spoke to her outside of asking her if she had change or telling her you hoped that she had a good night. Rose would be better at this kind of thing. You once had a dream that at a fast food joint, an adult her would order for you and correct the staff when they put pickles on your burger. It’s what could have been, funny moments like that. She had always been the one to take charge, you following her like a lost puppy.

You miss her so much.

So much.

The worker slowly nods. “...Okay.”

“...It’s in the back, right? The breaker.”

This is so awkward. Rose would be better. You wish she was here. Or your mother. Anyone.

“...Uh. Um… I like your eyeliner.” As soon as you say that, you curse at yourself, not wanting to sound like a creep. The woman’s confusion becomes even more prominent.

“...Thanks, and yeah, it’s in the back.”

“...Okay.” Jesus Christ. You turn away from her, the heat on your cheeks hot enough to be mistaken for a fever. This is not what Rose would have done.

“...You can leave your stuff here.” She says, and you quickly spin your heel and put your items on the counter. “It’s not like they are going to grow legs and run off, so relax.”

“...” You both chuckle, and you feel slightly better. “...Thanks. I’ll go now.”

“...” You start walking. “Wrong way.”

You stop.

It takes you a few seconds for you to move back to first base and go off in the opposite direction. As soon as you open the creaky steel door, strong rain and cold wind greet you, along with a loud clap of thunder and lightning.

Perhaps you could go back and get your umbrella from the stand by the door. But that would be even more awkward.

“Stupid. Stupid.”

“If we are lucky, the wind simply detached it or something. Not the best at this sort of thing, though.”

“I don’t think breakers detach.” You could picture her shrugging and scoffing at your murmur. “Sorry. Sorry. Just… sorry. I’m the best at this sort of thing either.”

You close the door behind you and start looking amongst the pitter-patter of the raindrops and gusts that nearly make you fall over. 

Stupid. Why do you make everything so weird? Rose would have been so much more charismatic. It was one of her strongest traits after all.

Stupid.

It’s hard to see. Trying not to trip over stones and cracked cement, you grip onto the wall and walk forward. Soon, you feel something.

“Ew, ew, ew!” You cry out, quickly moving your hand away from the slimy slug. “Ew!”

“You okay?”

“Uh, nothing. Just a bug. Yeah, just a bug.”

You hear a chuckle. Stupid.

“Sorry!” You exclaim, almost bowing your head. “Sorry! Really!”

Making sure you don’t touch the slug again, you keep moving.

Eventually, you find the breaker. But it wasn’t what you were expecting by any means. The damage almost looks like it was done on purpose, the way it was open and covered in soot. Did something get to it?

The breaker that exploded was a mass of melted metal that had been blown apart from the intense amount of heat and pressure. It was now barely recognizable as a single unit–parts of it scattered across the cement path and others having been fused and becoming something else entirely. The metal had been melted and blown upwards in the sheer force of the explosion, coating parts of the wall, wet grass, and roof with small, solidified droplets of metal. The ground around the remains of the breaker is burnt and scarred with traces of the immense fire that had consumed it.

It seems the rain put it out.

“No hope for this, huh?”

“Hey,” The employee calls out. “How bad is it? If there is nothing you can do, come back inside.”

So, you do.

The way she turns at you is robotic almost. A smile is on her face that was not there before. She nods when she sees you. Something tells you to not approach.

“It exploded into molten metal.”

“Oh well.”

Under the stormy skies, her gaze turns pale. Her eyes, seemingly captivating, lack any hint of vitality, while her lips curve in a disarming and saccharine manner. A shiver runs down your spine as you meet her gaze, every fiber of your being urging you to flee. Deep within your primal instincts, an innate awareness stirs, recognizing the smile as a charade, a mask of humanity that ventures into the realm of unease: akin to an artificial being adorned with synthetic flesh or a wax figure encased in glass. Those lifeless, white eyes, coupled with a forked tongue and an unsettlingly beautiful countenance, leave you with an undeniable sense of mistrust.

“You’re not mad? Really? Um…”

Something is off. What happened? She looks more like an imposter than anything else. But if she is, where did the real cashier go?

“Don’t worry.” She says, her voice oddly chipper and no longer confused by your awkwardness. “It’s fine. I’m quitting anyway, so it’ll be my boss’ problem.”

You turn your head. “Really?”

She nods. Something is off.

“Like really?”

You blink multiple times and you don’t think she does. She just stands there. Slowly, she nods. Something tells you to run yet again.

“Um… um… okay. Okay. I’ll just pay and leave. How much does it come up to?”

She shakes her head.

“Um. I have to pay. It’s thievery if I don’t.” You get closer. “It’s the law.”

“It’s fine.”

“I can’t just not pay.” You say, taking out your wallet from your sweater pocket. “That’s stealing. It’s wrong.”

Every action she takes is measured and precise, and she seems to move like a machine rather than a person. It’s as if she’s been programmed to act and talk in a certain way, and she doesn’t seem to have the ability to break out of that. She simply stares at you, not speaking.

Run.

You undo the metallic button, hearing the shuffling of paper Jenny within your wallet. “Um. Let me pay. Please.”

She simply shakes her head again.

“It’s fine.” The employee says, the smile still plastered on her face. There is quite more than a hint of blankness and detachment in her expression. She speaks in a mechanical and emotionless manner, her words delivered as though repeated from a script of carefully chosen sentences. Her movements are quick and precise, putting your chosen items in a plastic bag. There is no life or energy in her actions, instead, she moves like a mindless machine, performing her tasks before her without showing any personality of her own. Is it better to just accept it?

What should you do? What shouldn’t you do? Is she joking? Should you leave?

What would Rose do?

One of her hands grasps onto the plastic handles and she holds it out before you. There is no authenticity or warmth. Her eyes are blank. What happened? Should you ask? Should you just take the bag without saying anything further?

“Okay,” You murmur, obeying her silent command. “I hope you don’t get into any trouble though.”

*~*~*~*

Boss (9th May 1996 17:45)

Did you find anything?

Boss (9th May 1996 17:45)

Feitan found her heels nearby along with some blood, so she couldn’t have gotten very far.

You (9th May 1996 17:45)

Nothing yet

Boss (9th May 1996 17:47)

Try checking the stores nearby.

Boss (9th May 1996 17:47)

From the blood trail, she is most likely injured from running and trying to fix herself up in some sort of shelter.

Boss (9th May 1996 17:48)

She may have also discarded the rest of her clothes, not just the heels, and is currently wearing something else.

You (9th May 1996 18:15)

I found a dress and jewelry at the bottom of a lake

You (9th May 1996 18:18)

(image sent)

Boss (9th May 1996 18:20)

That’s it.

Boss (9th May 1996 18:20)

Disappointing. I’ll send over Pakunoda to ask people nearby.

You (9th May 1996 18:20)

K

You (9th May 1996 18:21)

Don’t cry, I’m sure we’ll find her soon :) 

Boss (9th May 1996 18:22)

I wasn’t crying.

Boss (9th May 1996 18:22)

I just thought she came around already.

Boss (9th May 1996 18:23)

This will set our heists back weeks.

Boss (9th May 1996 18:24)

She has planned this out for more than a year, it seems.

*~*~*~*

Bum, bum, bum. Dun, dun, dun. Whunnnnnn, wooooooo, ummmmmmm. You can’t hear anything else. The sounds sting your ears like an aggravated hornet. 

The darkness around you is solid, more so than the cracked, aged concrete path beneath your shoes. There is a tiny light in the distance; a streetlamp.

Silence.

“...”

“Have a good day!”

“...Thank you.”

Let there be light.

“Um…” You can’t see anything. The sounds… stopped. “...Time to go home.”

But the pain stays. 

It feels like a drill. 

It hurts.

“...” You feel deaf and blind. No, maybe something even worse. “...”

You turn around, to the dark convenience store, and you see the cashier still staring at you. “Have a good day!”

“...”

“[First]?”

…How does she know your name? Did you say it to her in the past?

When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

“[First], dear.” She starts waving as you look at her. “[First]. [First]. [First]. [First]. [First]!”

There is nothing but emptiness. Is your name all she can say? What happened to her? It is like she has regressed. Like a storm cloud in summer, you do not wish for this pain. Now you feel deaf and blind and mute now. 

You almost wish that you were dead. All there is is pain. Bum, bum, bum. Dun, dun, dun. Whunnnnnn, wooooooo, ummmmmmm. 

Interruption. The sounds returned. Is this good? Is this bad? Does it matter at all? 

You walk. You don’t speak. Only walk. You can’t breathe. You can only move. Bum, bum, bum. Dun, dun, dun. 

Whunnnnnn, wooooooo, ummmmmmm. 

A hand clamps over your mouth.

You drop the plastic bag from shock, and then you finally hear something other than those sounds; glass shattering.

“Sh…” A voice, calm, along with the smell of oranges. “It’s okay.”

“...!”

“Don’t scream.”

The touch of lips, a man’s lips, on your ear, thin and hard. 

“Breathe. Just breathe for me, okay?”

But you can’t. The wind goes down your throat. It is suffocating. You can’t breathe. You smell oranges and something rotting, blood.

It stinks. It fucking stinks.

Christ. Get away. That stink. That fucking stink. Your body rejects it by continuing to not breathe.

“Sh… Breathe. Just breathe, for me, for you, for us.”

“...St… Sto-”

“Sh…” The voice is sweet, not at all sour, like candy. “Calm down. Nothing bad is going to happen. Just breathe. You’re going to pass out.” The lips and the scent of his breath are like salted leather in a butcher’s shop, stinky and rotting. “Calm down. Don’t worry.”

“...Sto… Si-”

“Breathe. Sh… It’s okay. Breathe.”

“...Ge… Sti…”

“Sh… Breathe. Breathe, [First]. Breathe. [First]. Breathe. Breathe. It’s okay. Don’t worry about all this. Breathe.”

When you finally do, you gasp, desperate. “...Huff… Huff… Huff…”

Get off of me, I can smell you. 

“There we go!”

Your vision clears up a bit. “...Huff… Huff… Huff…”

“Just keep breathing.”

“...Huff…”

You can smell him. You can practically taste him, with his mouth so close to you.

“Whew! That was a close one!” The man exclaimed, wrapping his other arm around your waist.

Pain. Get off of me. I can smell you, I can hear you, I can taste you. Get off of me. Please.

The pain still stays, in your chest and your ears, and your head. Oranges. Blood.

Get off of me.

Please–

A pain in the back of your neck and you go limp.

Darkness. Then pain again. You can’t move. You can only breathe. Bum, bum, bum. Dun, dun, dun. Whunnnnnn, wooooooo, ummmmmmm. 

*~*~*~*

SAINTSHORE SPACE THEATRE

UNDER THE DIRECTION OF RANDOLF URASLEF, GRETEL JAMES, AND QUINCEY J. ORATICE

PAUL DONSHEL CELESTE BAKER   ANNE CROAKS

AND

THE GREAT COMET THEATRE COMPANY

SWAN LAKE

ADAPTED BY MUSIC WRITTEN BY PYOTR ILLYICH TCHAIKOVSKY

INSPIRED BY THE CHOREOGRAPHY OF JULIUS REISINGER

WITH THE WONDERFUL CAST OF

(IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE)

Odette, the White Swan………………………………………………………….JEAN YVETTE

Odile, the Black Swan……………………………………………………………...JUNO LILOU

Prince Siegfried……………………………………………………………(the name is illegible.)

The rest of the list’s names cannot be read just like Prince Siegfried.

“She is simply beautiful. Just so beautiful. Simply wonderful, perfect.”

As the spotlights ignite, their scorching beams engulf you, causing you to shield your eyes with futile resistance. The sheer force of the light overwhelms your feeble defense. An ethereal audience erupts with exuberant cheers, applause, and whistles, resonating from vacant seats. Champagne flutes collide, men erupt with hearty laughter from their very core, and women unleash piercing screams akin to banshees.

The temperature rises and the noise intensifies, repeatedly, enveloping you in a symphony of overwhelming sensations.

Onlookers casually share their thoughts.

“Get off the stage, we want to see the play, not some stagehand!”

“Boo!”

“Fuck off!”

You run off crying.

“Where is that Odile girl?”

You run into a dressing room. One used by a woman wearing a black dress. She is so pretty. Her long strawberry blonde hair falls off her bare shoulders, clearly just done with a flat iron. There is a burning smell in the air. Smoke. When her gold eyes meet yours, she marches towards you and slams the door shut.

You can almost hear sobbing coming from the other side. Cries.

“So lonely…” The woman mutters. “When will it ever be enough?”

The voice sounds familiar. Her eyes. Her hair.

Nostalgia. Memories you would much rather forget. The basement. The imaginary ripping of clothes and tears and men’s laughter.

“I can’t do this much longer…”

Someone else knocks on her door. You want to scream.

“Come out, dearest.”

The devil. Tall with curved horns and a forked tongue. You want to warn her. 

You want to save her. “I’m not going to harm you, I am going to make you happy.”

You are so focused on whether the woman opens the door or not that you do not notice what happens next until it is too late. A clawed hand on your mouth. A tongue licking your ear. Tasting your sweat. Your tears. Laughter. The rest of the world disappears, and the only one there aside from you is the one behind you.

Sh… Sh… Sh… Sh… Bum, bum, bum. Dun, dun, dun. Whunnnnnn, wooooooo, ummmmmmm. 

Get off of me. Please.

“Breathe. It makes things more fun for me.” The voice echoed like you two are in a cave.

You gasp for air, and the smell of blood and oranges fills your nostrils.

“...Huff…”

“That’s better.”

You turn around. There is a body of a man. 

But the scaled, furred, horrifying face of a demon.

“Good.” He says, smiling his sharp teeth. “Deep breaths, in and out, come on.”

You do what he says. He praises you again, you think. But you can’t hear it. Either that or you simply do not pay attention to it. What happened to the woman? 

“...”

“We should go.”

The woman. The devil, this other… thing.

“...Rose…”

The demon laughs.

“Wake up.”

*~*~*~*

The first things you hear come from a happy man’s voice. “My boss’ girlfriend ran away more than a year ago you see, and he’s been heartbroken ever since. I want to prevent that kind of loss from happening to me. Real pretty one, too! He didn’t expect it, but I don’t blame her. After all, she’s been held captive for more than a year, she had to try to escape eventually.”

…The first thing you feel is lace on your neck. A collar.

It does not tickle or hurt. It itches. 

A cold hand plays with it, and it almost chokes you. At your discomfort, the man laughs.

“You are so cute.”

Something metal is on the collar, and it blinks a small red light.

#author aya #yandere #yandere x reader #hxh #phantom troupe #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #shalnark #hunter x hunter #hxh phantom troupe #hxh x reader #hxh shalnark #shalnark ryusei #shalnark x reader #yandere shalnark #ultraviolet.

[luffyvace]

dunno if you do shalnark x reader fics but i can barely find any of my silly goober so here i am asking 😭🙏

its chill if you don’t, dw about it, but i was wondering if you could do one of shalnark and like a closed off reader that he tries so desperately to open up to him. make it as fluffy or angsty as you want 🙏🙏🧎 WWW

UM YES I DO?! I LOVE OUR SILLY LITTLE NOT SO RUSSIAN HACKER⁉️💗💗

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA?! Why has no one thought of this?? Hcs are popping into my head as I TYPE THIS. I’m going to make it fluffy bc I’m a sucker for it 😊 thank you for requesting anon!! :)

(btw I don’t really do fics, just hcs, but I’ll write it in a sort of fic way as possible <3)

For these I’ll do reader who’s in phantom troupe or at least knows he’s in it

the reason for you being closed of may vary, you could naturally be like that or you could be scarred with trauma

who knows?

You.

in which I let you decide why you are the way you are :)

besides the point

shalnark really does do everything to get you to open up to him

every love language, every bribery possible, even light empty threats!

nothing.

You don’t crack a bit.

first is love languages:

“N/nnn why don’t you talk to me today??”

he came over to you and snuggled up close to you

you either turn away or completely ignore him

”come on now, I’m your boyfriend! Don’t you wanna talk to me??”

you attention doesn’t move at all from what you were doing

“Your so coldhearted towards me, don’t you care about me at all? Don’t you love me?” He pouts. He knows the answer. He just wants you to show it

”I’m in a dangerous criminal organization you know? I could die any second! Won’t you care??”

you don’t bat an eye

he chooses not to sigh and give up today

he playfully starts kissing you all over your face

hugging you tighter, caressing your hair

still nothing

i feel this is another reason he likes you

your a enigma to him

he doesn’t view you as a toy though—of course not! He loves you, but your so fascinating to him, you really know how to keep a man on his toes

he can’t figure out why you are the way you are and you won’t tell him

you accept his proposal to be his s/o but won’t say you love him? Won’t cuddle or kiss? His gifts collect dust?

this man hardly knew love in his childhood and now your still deriving him of it 😗

you may or may not know that and you may or may not feel guilty about it

but as for words of affs

”_____ I love you”

”…”

”I love you, _____”

”okay?..”

”your supposed to say it back!”

”I said okay”

”say you love me too!!”

”so what’s the troupes plans?”

”stop changing the subject!”

bro is never getting that I love you 🤦‍♀️

gifts??

”_____ I got you a gift!” *insert him handing you something you really love that he found out through hacking not from you*

“I don’t want it”

”liar! This is your favorite!! Just accept it ___”

“Put it on the table..”

*que shalnark dropping his shoulders with a dull look while tossing it on the table

he knows your never gonna touch it

or at least never let him see

as far as quality time that’s the one he gets away with the most

LOL

he could spend all day with you and you really wouldn’t say anything

following you around and such

the fact that you never do lets him know you do love him

eventually he figures it might be your love language

If someone in your past did this to you?

you can bet he tracked them down and gave them to feitan >:)

he didn’t tell him what they did tho he just said ‘hey here’s another victim’

now he’s not really a torture guy but we know he is somewhat apathetic himself

maybe even sadistic

either way he definitely watched this torture session

he wouldn’t want to miss out on the pain of the one(s) who hurt you

:)

he likely tells you afterwards to see your reaction

he could tell if it still traumatizes you based on that and if it is he tries extra hard to get you to open back up

if not he’s kinda back to square one..

About the light threats

he’d threaten to reveal embarrassing moments and secrets of yours if you don’t give him a kiss in the next 24 hours

the first time he did this you glared thinking he would

but after you found out it was empty you ignored all other threats

the reason you ignored the first one was you didn’t really like people anyway so you were kinda just like forget it, whatever

If you did give him the kiss- PROGRESSSSSSSSS

finally⁉️

you don’t fall for it twice after you realize it was empty though

but this means your not against it! You just prefer not to!

and now it’s confirmed you love him!!

YIPPIE

I hope you enjoyed your hcs anon! they were a bit short but i like the ending :)

THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE SHALNARK HCS RN!! (I love the gif i put of him)

#anime #anime and manga #luffyvace #anime headcanons #fluff headcanons #fluff #fluffy #fluffy headcanons #shalnark #shalnark ryusei #shalnark hxh #shalnark x reader #hxh #hxh shalnark #phantom troupe #phantom troupe x reader #phantom troupe shalnark #Shalnark phantom troupe #hxh 2011 #hxh x reader #hunterxhunter headcanons #hunter x hunter headcanons #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x hunter #hunter hunter hcs #enjoy <3 #anon ask #answered #thanks anon! #torture tw

[nyaiiaii]

From my sketchbook while traveling! I only had these pen colors to work with, very fun!!!

#hxh #hunter x hunter #machi komacine #pakunoda #shizuku murasaki #shalnark #shalnark ryusei #phantom troupe #genei ryodan #my art #i loooove the feeling of paper with lots of grooves and marks on it. literally so satifying

[skyyletai]

I don't want to offend anyone, but I'M SO TIRED THAT ALMOST EVERY ONESHOT ABOUT CHROLLO X READER TAKES PLACE IN A HOUSE OR HOTEL😭😭😭😭😭 SO, WHY NOT EATERS??? SUPERMARKETS???? CINEMAS??? FOREST, MARS, ANOTHER GALAXY??? I DON’T UNDERSTAND 😭😭😭 (no, I understand that because of Chrollo’s “profession” they always have to be on the run, but I’m tired of it 😖😣) it would be so cool to play out, for example, the fact that the reader ends up in hxh, the main plot doesn’t interfere, just works as a waitress and then BAM! SHE SEES SEVERAL TROUPE MEMBERS ENTERING THE CAFE.

just imagine what it would be like to be in such a situation. you are in a new world, which is not a fact that you are completely familiar with. you have nothing and no one, you are completely alone and vulnerable. But thank God, there were people who decided to help you with work and housing.

and here you are standing on the threshold of the kitchen, with a tray in your hands and hearing eerily familiar names.

you don't dare look. you don’t dare turn your head. you imagined meeting almost every character from this universe (everyone you remembered). each time you tried to follow the script you wrote in your mind. “don't show it. pretend you don't know them at all. pretend they don’t exist.”

but here you cannot ignore them. you can’t just leave here, this cafe is very small and you are the only waitress here, the only one who delivers orders, although what does it matter, you need to run away from here as far and as quickly as possible-

Uvo’s loud cry about “how this pop music here irritates him” brought you to your senses.

no. you can't run away. you can't show your fear. it can only make things worse.

with heavy, as “smooth” steps as possible, you approach the table.

there are three of them.

“come on Uvo, this song isn’t that bad,” Shalnark assured kindly.

“this is not a song, but complete rubbish,” Uvogin practically spat out.

the third guest just grinned.

you swallowed. with every step they repeated in their heads “just take the order, just take the order, just take the order.” hands tightly grip a notepad and gel pen. your fingers are cold and sticky, the sound of low heels echoes loudly in your head, your heart strives to burst with each new, as it seemed to you, loud beat. you were afraid they might hear it.

everything was mixed up in my head. it all seemed like some kind of surreal dream. like in the first 2 years when you woke up in this world. you are already opposite them.

“good afternoon, what-”

“miss, are you okay?” a quiet, worried voice, like a slap in the face, made you flinch.

"what?" you stammered frantically.

you just now realized that Uvogin and Shalnark are no longer talking. vice versa. they look at you quietly.

“you are crying.” replied Chrollo.

the script failed miserably.

#hunter x hunter #hxh #phantom troupe #hunter x hunter fanfic #phantom troupe imagines #chrollo x reader #yandere chrollo x reader #hxh chrollo #chrollo hunter x hunter #chrollo #hxh uvogin #shalnark ryusei #i used a translator 🫢

[kimbap-r0ll]

I just read the Feitan and Illumi first kiss request and I love it!! Could you do the same one with Shalnark and Phinks please? 🙏🏻

Hi, thank you for the ask! I finally have some time to write, hopefully you enjoy this!

Shalnark, Phinks react to getting their first kiss

Shalnark

He's been planning to surprise you with a kiss since you two first started dating. He planned out almost every detail of it that honestly it's a bit freaky haha

But when you two decided to visit a vintage arcade to play some games, he didn't guess he would be surprised by you

He won a high score in a standard space-shooter game and immediately turned around to hug you and say that the two of you won, but when he turned around you just pecked him on the lips.

Shalnark just froze, he had this surprised look on this face (honestly it was adorable) and then immediately he laughs. "Ah, that was a nice surprise, I was gonna surprise you with a kiss but you beat me to it!"

Expect him to find a way to surprise you with a kiss in the near future. He'll sneak a kiss to you when you guys are done hanging out for the day. The last time he kissed you was when he was hanging out at the playground with Kortopi, then you didn't receive any calls from him. (manga readers iykyk)

Phinks

He wasn't really sure how a "first kiss" would work mainly because he was so new to relationships. He had to ask for help from Chrollo, who (honestly) doesn't have much experience with a genuine relationship

You probably heard him practicing how he was going to ask you for a kiss in the bathroom when you two were hanging out at your place. You didn't say anything, but honestly it was super cute since he sounded so awkward haha

Phinks was ready to ask you when he was leaving for the night, but before he could ask you placed a light kiss on his lips. He, of course, was surprised and ended up just yelling "WHAT!" but it sounded so happy and surprised at the same time

He didn't have time to say anything about how he was practicing in front of the mirror he ended up just running away. You yelled after him to take care but he was too busy trying to hide his blushing face

Feitan ends up asking him what happened but Phinks doesn't answer. Everyone in the troupe notices the next day that Phinks has been in a particularly good mood, even humming to himself :/. He will be called a "girl who has a crush" by Shalnark ://

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh imagines #hxh scenarios #hxh x reader #hxh headcanons #phantom troupe #phantom troupe x reader #shalnark #shalnark x reader #shalnark headcanons #phinks #phinks headcanons #phinks x reader #gn!reader #ask box #shalnark ryusei #phinks magcub

[ofrolysdogs]

phantom troupe reacting to you asking what are their pronouns

wtf are pronouns? stupid liberal nobunaga, phinks, uvogin, kalluto

nor/mal shalnark, shizuku, franklin

"calls you a slur" feitan, machi, bonolenov, illumi

he/him ;) hisoka, chrollo, kortopi

#phantom troupe #nobunaga hazama #phinks magcub #uvogin #kalluto zoldyck #shalnark ryusei #shizuku murasaki #franklin bordeau #feitan portor #machi komacine #bonolenov #illumi zoldyck #hisoka morow #chrollo lucilfer #kortopi

[lightfeltmemories]

trouble trio sharing a partner.

characters include: feitan, phinks, shalnark

note: fun fact, this was left as a draft on my main for like over a year and i read over it and thought.... it would be better on here, but anyway, there's a lot of adult trio poly stuff, why not trouble trio? I have plans (just me announcing it, I already know it'll take years for me to actually go through with making said content) on making trouble trio content, fanfics and whatnot. so, here's a headcanon post about how the trouble trio would go with a polygamous relationship with the reader, nsfw themes will have a 🔞 on the side so look out! and when it comes to requesting anything similar to this..... no, i will not do the adult trio.

trigger warnings: yandere tendencies (but there's no actual yandere stuff like obsessiveness and whatever, most of it is just their normal way of showing affection), mentions of kidnapping, possessiveness, reader's eventual death, feitan carves his initials onto you because "you're his."

parts of this contain nsfw material, do not interact if you are a minor.

How It Starts

So, who are you? For them to actually even care about your existence, you would either have to be a part of the troupe or be someone they know way back from Meteor City, I highly doubt they would go heart eyes over some really stunning person they ran into on a mission or so, because looks aren't everything, right? A pretty girl, a handsome boy, or an attractive genderless person isn't gonna phase them in the slightest, unless you're powerful enough to woo them out their boots, other than that, the choices are; being apart of the troupe (which is the most likely case, since they have a chance of them all being with you more often) or you being a friend of theirs in meteor city and their feelings grew overtime.

Who would fall for your first? I'm honestly tied between Phinks and Shalnark, for Feitan it would take like 2 billion years for his crush to kick in since he isn't in tune with his more softer emotions (yet), Shalnark to me is.... odd... he seems like the type to fall for someone oh so easy but dude is like, the personified version of "don't judge a book by its cover," and the only thing Phinks got going for him is..... anger issues, so I'd go with Phinks on this one! of course when people (troupe members) ask him about his affections towards you, he denies them with the most obvious blush on his face, his infatuation isn't exactly that obvious but there are some hints like him wanting to be next to you more or even the two of you hanging out on your off days! next on the list: Shalnark, so how exactly would he fall for you? well, he'd probably get paired up with you more on missions and when he starts to hang out with you more he starts to feel himself grow fond of you more, and it slowly grows into a crush! kind of simple really. And finally after those 2 billion years are up, Feitan is up next! Everyone has this collective idea that if he realizes he has a crush on you, he'd do the opposite of his two counterparts; he'd want to avoid you so that the feelings won't grow stronger as he considers it a distraction, he may even contemplate on killing you, which is something I really hate to say since I feel like the idea is slightly far fetched for his character (i'm guilty of saying this myself but i considering the topic of that specific post i wanted to be dramatic) but I can see why people think this, killing you only goes if you aren't a member of the troupe but since you are, he'd have to deal with you, forcing himself to accept the fact as time goes by that he is in love with you, he's confused with his feelings when it comes to you, he isn't used to crushes, no one to him is that special for him to fall for, love is very sacred to him, it's something he and the others mentioned above haven't really experienced, and as it grows, he starts to form a soft spot for you as he gets to know you well, he starts to find parts of you that made him like you to begin with. (ik Feitan's is kinda longer than the others but I'm biased he's my fav).

How would they act around you? This was really hard to do for some reason but I already stated above that Phinks would hang out with you more and would be near you a lot, at first his affections towards you wouldn't be too different to how he acts towards others, for someone like him he's pretty good at hiding his infatuation, though over time he's starting to loose the "I have a crush on Y/N" allegations, the others would tease him a little for how he acts around you, he shows to have more sympathy and affection for you, like he's more handsy with you than everyone else, and is most definitely protective over you, he really is a girly girl, ain't he? Shalnark is a bit more happier when he's in your presence, he opens up with you way more than everyone else (when you two are alone ofc) and plays video games with you, he'll never give you a break and let you win though, he's just too good! (And competitive) May not be as protective as Phinks but he damn sure isn't gonna let you getting injured slide. Feitan once again is an interesting case, since he's come to terms with him being infatuated with you, the signs will be waaaay more subtle than Phinks', you would lowkey be left confused, like something tells you he likes you but you can't exactly prove he does, you're seen with him more often, he talks to you more, but in the beginning that's about it really, but overtime he gets more handsy with you like Phinks but not as much, he would most definitely tease you when he's in a good mood, giving you nicknames and such, and of course, very protective over you.

Confessing & Relationship

Finding out they all like you! When they start to see one of the other become more affectionate towards you, shit starts to get real, a scenario where Feitan sees you and Shalnark playing a newly released game, the both of you are so happy, laughing and all, and Feitan is hiding somewhere and just stares at the both of you, the worst scenarios are running through his mind, are they dating? do they like him? he wants to do something about it but can't because for one troupe members can't fight and two, he sees how happy you are, how can he ruin that? Another scenario is the old fashioned switcheroo where you and Feitan are getting a little too handsy with one another, he's got his hand on your thigh and your hand on his shoulder, Shalnark is now in Feitan's shoes, bad scenarios running through his brain thinking the two of you have a thing for each other, a part of him wants to step in but he can't. It's kind of subtle at first until everything starts to build up, they can see each other's jealousy seeping through, let's say Phinks was the one to save you from an attacker and Feitan wasn't quick enough, a glare is shot at Phinks' way as he sees the way he's holding you and reassuring you, and he catches it, he's confused, what the hell is going on? Another scenario where the troupe is having fun or whatnot and you and Shalnark are laughing about something a little too hard, he spots both Phinks and Feitan seething in jealousy, he's also confused! Until it all hits the three of them; they all like you!

Them finding out..... So, when they finally sit and conversate about the rising tensions between them to solve it, they come to the conclusion that you are the reason why, how will they go about this? They all have a goal in mind; a monogamous relationship with you, they are all trying their absolute hardest not to start anything between them, they were all on good terms until this very incident, they had no idea what to do about this, their own friends are crushing on the same person they want, and the tensions can only grow from here, and beyond this point things can go either north (good) or south (bad) really quickly. From here on out, they challenge themselves to impress you so that one of them finally gets you, an unspoken rule, until they realize that you like all three of them, and things grow extra confusing, they're happy because "yay they like me!" but also mad because "grrr they like him back!!" So everyone involved is kinda like.............. "omg??"

Poly? So, because everything came out, they all like you and you like all of them back, they're stuck here wondering how this will work, a polygamous relationship isn't even a thought to them because they just want to have you, and it may be one of your biggest fantasies, you eventually let it out that you want all of them at the same time and because of their confusion you would have to explain to them, they argue that it's not going to work well, since for one, they are all territorial when it comes to you, Feitan is most definitely the worst one since he's never exactly felt this feeling before and it's most likely his first crush and potential relationship, and since you're pretty special to him he doesn't want to lose you to someone else, in all honesty he'd probably kidnap you and hide you away from Phinks and Shalnark if you weren't apart of the troupe, so you can be his forever, yayyy, we love yanderes!!!! Phinks is in the middle, while yes he wants you to himself he doesn't want to admit that he would want to at least give it a chance, Shalnark is pretty chill, the idea of him having you to himself is nice also, but a polygamous relationship would probably solve all this conflict between them.

They Agree, so The Relationship Starts Here! So they decided that just for you, they would all agree to date you, of course at first this doesn't sit right with them since they want you to be with one of them, but they're also like... shit, I mean we all technically got what we wanted so we might as well make the best of it!

Small Miscellaneous Things

When they don't receive enough attention. Despite you all agreeing on a polygamous relationship, they all still get jealous whenever one is getting more attention than the other, when Phinks isn't receiving enough attention he gets more agitated, prone to more outbursts and will even straight up pull you away from the other, when Shalnark isn't receiving more attention, he would tap your shoulder or find ways to annoy you like hugging you or getting in your face, when Feitan isn't receiving more attention he finds ways to get yours by breaking something like a glass cup so that you can at least say a few words to him even if they aren't exactly the most kind, or staring at you for an ungodly amount of time to the point where you can physically feel his eyes on you, or like Phinks, will pull you away from the other so that you can be with him more.

🔞 What sex is like! Sex isn't too different from the usual, you can't really have group sex with them often since shit gets competitive real fast, they will go above and beyond to make you cum the hardest and scream the loudest, but when one or two of them so happens to be away, Feitan will make marks on your body to be territorial, so show the other two or to other people outside that he was the one who made that mark there, and it's even worse because he puts them in places that aren't exactly the easiest to cover, either it be a bite mark or a scar that spells out his initials. Shalnark will mark hickeys on your neck or will have photos of you having his cum dripping on your face or you laying beside him just completely slutted out and send them to the other two just for giggles, Phinks won't do anything outrageous (he can't you'll fucking die) but will have you wear his clothes afterwards to let the other two know when they get back who fucked them out ;).

Things start to get better! Overtime they start to realize that the petty fights over who gets to spend more time with you are meaningless, and that they all love you and you all love them, it takes them a while for them to come to these terms, but in the end, it gets better for the future, and everyone loves each other, movie nights aren't filled with who's chest you get to lay on anymore, sex isn't "who gets to make them cum harder" more, you don't feel as if you're some type of prized possession, you're now treated with actual respect and love and consideration, of course there's fights here and there like any other normal couple, but life is good.... for them anyway.

You were murdered! If they ever come into your house to find it ransacked, their first priority is to see if you're alright, they find your body laying in your room, devoid of all life, shit starts to get real, they never rest to look for the one who did this to you, since Shalnark has cameras hidden away around the house, it doesn't take long to find out who did it from hacking and such, and once they find them, it takes so much to not just rip their head to shreds and feed it to wild animals, Feitan wants to give them the worst of all of his tortures, and afterwards they die by their phinks blowing their head clean off their shoulders or shit maybe shalnark will do it.

#hunter x hunter #trouble trio x reader #phinks magcub #shalnark ryusei #feitan portor #phinks x reader #shalnark x reader #feitan x reader #hxh

[sullenhighstar]

Phantom troupe manga colorings!

#hxh #hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #shalnark #shalnark ryusei #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #pakunoda #phinks magcub #phinks #kalluto #kalluto zoldyck #shizuku #shizuku murasaki #feitan #feitan portor #nobunaga #nobunaga hazama #hxh manga #manga coloring

[shalscumbunny]

I NEED AN NSFW VERSION OF THE LOVELY HUSBAND SHAL please and ty (Thank you for existing btw we need more shal fics and im too lazy to make some)

TYSM FOR SUCH A CUTE WORDS 💝! I was eager to publish this! It is necessary to give love to Shalnark from his most tender and loving side to that twisted and sick side that we love so much.

Lovely Husband NSFW | Shalnark

Wedding night?

🖤 ​​I feel like Shalnark is a fan of fairy tales, so if he didn't get the urge before marriage, he will now (Although the truth is I find it very unlikely that it will hold up if you are not a virgin either, if you are a virgin it will hold up because it will be THE BIG MOMENT, but this will be the decision of the two of you 🫶🏻)

🖤 ​​As soon as you are declared husband and wife and other technicalities during the day, HE WILL REALLY FUCK YOU, and I mean SERIOUSLY

🖤 ​​Shalnark is a simple man, everything about you turns him on and the fact that you are now his wife multiplies him 10000%

🖤 ​​Before it was a “My pretty Y/N is so hot” now it's a “My darling wife is so hot”

🖤 ​​He can't help it, on the wedding night he's just going to throw you into bed and he's not going to care about tearing the dress even if it cost a million, he loves you now

🖤 ​​He loves you and is desperate for you, he can only shower you with kisses on all sides of your face and explore your mouth hungrily while he finishes tearing your dress.

🖤 ​​It's just that ✨You are perfect with the wedding hairstyle now undone and your body naked under him✨

🖤 ​​He can't contain himself, he simply wants to adore, contemplate and love you, he can't help but latch onto your chest and caress your clitoris while he watches you moan and tremble with complete devotion because you are simply a deity that he has to worship

🖤 ​​He loves you, he loves you deeply, he is obsessed with your moans when he goes down between your legs and he becomes addicted to the taste of your pussy (I'm going to add as a bonus that if you wear long stockings he will get harder while he eats your pussy), he's literally rubbing his hard, painful erection against the bed mattress while moaning into your folds.

🖤 ​​He can only tell you how much he adores you, how precious, perfect and sublime you are and he won't stop until you have cum a couple of times in his mouth, becoming addicted to your juices.

🖤 ​​Once satisfied in that aspect, he simply needs to be inside you (If you are a virgin, he will take his time, he wants everything perfect for you, he wants to take care of you, protect you and make you feel good, but since I am too lazy to write, we will imagine that Y/N is not a virgin).

🖤 ​​Shalnark simply fulfilled one of his life goals when he started fucking you hard against the bed, panting like an animal in your ear, gripping your hips tightly and enjoying how you bite his shoulder and scratch his back.

🖤 ​​This time for the occasion he won't play little games (Which he undoubtedly likes) At least on the wedding night he will fuck you until you are stupid, crying and overstimulated, with your pussy sore and overflowing with abundant semen.

🖤 ​​Simply… Perfect

LIFE TOGETHER

🖤 ​​(The truth is that I feel that Shalnark is not someone who gets married without first having lived together, so I will assume it that way) So we will say that everything remains "the same between you" and by the same I mean Shalnark loving you intensely and obsessed with you

🖤 ​​Obviously life with Shalnark isn't all about sex, we already have a “non-NSFW” version of this ✨ so…

🖤 Shalnark is just like a hot teenager, out of nowhere he'll get hot

🖤 ​​He's simply watching you cook, thinking about how beautiful and sexy you are, he can't help but approach you and ask you to go to the bedroom, while he kisses your neck and rubs against you.

🖤 ​​​​Shalnark is not the kind of man who would get bored of his wife, every day he will find a reason to love you or a part of your body that for some reason is more than perfect (He LOVES your body, he will love it forever)

🖤HE NEEDS to touch you, he can't help but glue you to a wall and kiss you passionately while he raises your thighs to his hips and looks at you with deep adoration and desire.

🖤 ​​​​For Shalnark, he applies that he won't stop fucking you until your pussy is the shape of his cock, and you really fit perfectly, your bodies are made for each other ✨

🖤 ​​​​The sex ranges from complete adoration, or just him calling you pet names and enforcing his dominance over you in the cruelest and sexiest way possible.

🖤 ​​He can simply try his best to give you as much pleasure as possible or keep you kneeling on the floor and sucking his hard cock while he smiles at you and plays with the control of the vibrator stuck in your pussy and making you a stupid slut

🖤 ​​Just Shalnark pounding inside you as he whispers how bad you have it, how perfect your pussy receives and squeezes his cock and how he's going to leave you dripping cum for days.

🖤 ​​Of course we also know that he is an obsessive controller, so you are going to have to get used to having cameras in the house and in all parts of the house (Even the bathroom) because Shalnark HAS TO know what you are doing.

🖤 ​​Obviously the cameras are for security (He is a highly wanted criminal and has to make sure that no one does anything to you) but… it is not a white dove

🖤 ​​If he went on a trip with Gen'ei Ryodan he's going to miss you, (Think of this poor 24 year old muscular baby who is 180 cm tall and has a criminal list longer than Santa Claus's gift list 😔), who will simply step away from his criminal friends for a while to masturbate while he sees you taking a bath live, milking his balls that are filled with thick cum when he sees your beautiful figure on the screen covered in water.

🖤 ​​He likes you to know that he is watching you, no matter how good a husband he is... HE LOVES HAVING CONTROL OVER YOU (Little things about manipulators ✨)

🖤 ​​You are taking a bath and you see how a red light turns on in the camera, you know that he is watching you, you have gotten used to a point where it even excites you and you can't help but turn to the camera and start caressing your clitoris with a finger and pinching your nipple with the other hand while looking at the camera, it counts as a kind of challenge to him, you know that it will cost you a hard fuck time as soon as he gets home but you simply can't help it because you imagine him hiding in a small space, pulling his cock, smearing the cell phone screen with his semen while he pants and grunts your name (Which has really been happening).

🖤 ​​We already talked about it in the non-NSFW version, but he LOVES dressing you and one of his favorite parts is choosing your lingerie (Shalnark loves his wife dressed in pastel pink and this is not up for discussion) He loves putting you in the most feminine and revealing lingerie he can find, tight and barely covering what is necessary, when he is shopping he can't help but imagine your embarrassed face when you try on that lingerie that barely covers your nipples and leaves your areolas visible.

🖤 ​​He loves to put necklaces on you, especially those pompous pink ones with a medallion, that medallion says “She belongs to Shalnark”

🖤 ​​If you are not kidnapped, you probably have a cell phone (Which is obviously tapped) Shalnark knows who you are talking to, what you are talking about, what applications you use, what web pages you visit (It is his controlling nature, how can you blame him 🥺)

🖤 ​​As his possession and wife, he has to know everything about you and he does, your family, your friends, your enemies, your blood type, any health problems, exact measurements of your body and above all, your weak points.

🖤 ​​He knows the speed with which you like your clitoris to be caressed, how much to suck on your nipples so they don't hurt, the rhythm that makes you stupid when he starts pushing his cock inside you, what part of your ear to lick and nibble to melt you, he seriously knows EVERYTHING.

🖤 ​​Speaking of possessiveness, now that you are his wife (And if you are not kidnapped) he will not think too much about decorating your neck and/or other part of your body with hickeys that show that he is your only owner when you go out, if he sees that the mark is disappearing will make you another.

🖤 ​​Although if you are kidnapped he will do it anyway, he likes to see your body adorned with small bruises and bite wounds (His favorite part is the sides of your neck, shoulders and your breasts, especially the areola).

🖤 ​​You are his, if he sees another man with his eye on you, he won't mind kissing you in public and touching you inappropriately in order to demonstrate the obvious (If he bothered you a lot and you reproached him, he will think twice before coming back To do it)

🖤Although it is a canonical fact that that man's hours are numbered (Because for Shalnark it is like killing a fly)

🖤 ​​Lastly, Shalnark is not a selfish lover, he will always try to make sex something that you also enjoy, since as his wife it is the least you deserve.

Thanks for reading this horrible shit 🖤✨

NO NSFW VERSION, would u like another character?

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[camexro]

Virtual Reality

Tw:dubcon, smut.

You put on the VR glasses and the brand new set of headphones. Mutsube, your best friend, had gifted you the virtual reality set for your birthday.

She told you everything about it, how it worked and what you were supposed to do when you were inside the game - because yes, it was supposed to ‘teleport’ you into a new world. A horror game came included with the package, but she had assured you it was a good one. You had never been a fan of scary movies or video games, but you had decided to give it a shot and see if you liked it. After all, it had been an expensive gift.

Everything around you quickly faded and you were soon surrounded by darkness. A soft tune began playing in the background, and before you the words THE BOY soon appeared, illuminating the space slightly.

You approached the letters, and as soon as you did two options appeared. The first one was to begin the game, while the other one was to exit it. A question materialised in a golden box:

Are you ready to take care of the boy?

Turning to your right, you saw a long, dimly lit corridor. At its end, there was a figure. It was a man, you could tell by his silhouette. Oh, gamers would absolutely love this. Even if it was just a game, it seemed so real, and knowing that he was staring at you was unsettling. It managed to put you on edge since the beginning.

You pressed the button to start the game. The title of the game disappeared and with it the light. You couldn’t see anything, and you didn’t really know what you were supposed to do next.

Suddenly, a chill ran down your spine - you felt the warmth of a quiet breath on your nape, and you quickly turned around, but found nothing. You shuddered and moved your arms blindly in the darkness, trying to find the man, but it was useless.

You were sure it had been him. That was the only possibility. A wail came from behind you, and when you turned around, you found yourself facing a child’s picture.

You gasped, uncomprehending, and it took you a moment to notice that you weren’t at the start of the game anymore. You had moved, involuntarily, to what seemed to be a living room. A television buzzed in the distance, the little amount of light enough to make you discern the other objects around you. There was a sofa, and a dining table with three chairs, one of which was missing a leg.

You went back to staring at the photograph. It was a young blonde boy with frizzy hair and green eyes. He was smiling at the camera and was missing a tooth. This was probably the man from before. What was supposed to be the objective of the game? To find him?

You began looking around searching for more clues, but found none. You even tried pressing the buttons on the old TV, hoping to get signal, but it was useless.

You sighed. Was this supposed to be a horror game? If anything, you were growing bored.

In an instant, as if knowing your thoughts, the TV finally switched off - depriving the room of light and sound. You were now blind and vulnerable, the slight buzz from before still present in you ears, but growing fainter by the minute. You realised with a tremor that you were not alone, because you could hear the shallow breaths of another, as well as his light footsteps.

You were slightly scared, but remembered that it was just a game, and before this, it hadn’t even been that great.

“I don’t understand. Isn’t this supposed to be a horror game?” Your voice trembled slightly, and you mentally kicked yourself for it.

Silence. You had been so stupid, thinking he would answer you. He was only a character, after all. Then, surprisingly, he let out a youthful laugh.

“Well, aren’t you tough?” You could tell he was smiling.

His arms snaked around your waist from behind, his hands settling on your stomach. The touch was so intimate it made you blush.

“Isn’t this scary enough, hm?”

You did not know what to answer or how the situation had turned out like this. Shock and confusion silenced you.

He buried his face between your neck and shoulder and started nibbling on the tender flesh. Your breath hitched, and that reaction was enough for him. He began sucking on your neck then, like a lover would. You wriggled in his arms, trying to break free but being unable to.

He stopped then, and licked and kissed at what he had done. It was as if he was asking you to forgive him. One of his hands trailed downwards, until it was unbuckling your belt and entering the confines of your trousers. He then began slowly circling your clit, letting out a breath of a laughter when he noticed you were already wet.

“Oh, so you really aren’t scared at all.” You felt shame deep in your gut, and alongside it, the slow build of pleasure.

“Ah- ah- wait-”

“Why?” His voice was low and it made your gut twist and melt. “After all, you’re already like this for me.”

He entered you with his fingers, and the squelch of your pussy was almost sinful. He moaned against your nape as he continued to finger you. You grew even more aroused upon hearing it, and the build of pleasure increased until it threatened to tip you over the edge.

“Yes, just like that. Good girl.” You noticed you were chasing the feeling of him, bucking your hips, and he let out another shaky, breathy laugh. You noticed he had begun to rut against the back of your thigh, already hard and pulsing. He was so warm, everything was so warm around you, it was becoming unbearable. You broke into a thin layer of sweat.

His fingers curled just right, and suddenly you were cumming around him, gushing and screaming until you came down from your high.

“Oh, I wasn’t expecting that so soon,” his voice was light, amused, “I wanted you to come on my cock first.”

As if woken up from a dream, reality came crashing back. You understood what you had done, and in a hurried frenzy, you willed your real body to move. In a second you were back in your room, having yanked away from your head the glasses and headset. You were hot and tingly from arousal, cheeks dusted pink.

Oh. Oh.

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[dapastelrk]

Could you do the phantom troupe’s (excluding kalluto) reactions to the pick up line “aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?” 😭

I wrote just for some phantom troupe's members,

i have this in my drafts for almost an year😭😭😭

Enjoy!!

Chrollo

- I'm really convinced that this man know he is so damn sexy and knows what to do with this information

-You're going to caught him completely off guard with this question

-he would most likely laugh a bit and would continue his foully plans (yk being the leader of a famous criminal band is a full time job)

Shalnark

-"your mom" that's would be his answer

-he would leave the room after that

-he would not says anything else about that

Phinks

- confused asf

- "huh?"-phinks

-he would

Machi

-leave her alone she is already too busy with her work as a member of Phantom troupe

-she would probably be ignoring you and continue what she is doing

Pakunoda

-dead

-i was joking lol... anyways she would have a little smirk on her face

-will flirt back with you

-you would end up being a blushing mess bc of her flirting

-i love this woman<3

Nobunaga

-he has a low self-esteem, someone flirting with him will boost his confidence

- you can see it that his cheeks are a bit redder than before and a little smile on his face

-please give this man the love he needs

Shizuku

- I wanna see someone trying to flirt with her

-confused asf no.2

-"okay"

Hisoka

- will flirt with you back

- a smirk will appear on his face

- i just know that this man can do a striptease and work as an dancer sometimes

Illumi

- 😐 this is his reaction

- will ignore you for the rest of the week

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