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i-write-things · 3 months

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Pen, I know New Years already went by but, how did your favorite Troupe members spent their new year days? (hcs)

Ugh, dw, I'm even later to answering this request. But I shall answer, anyway.

(None of these will be yandere)

Chrollo-

So it all depends on who he is spending it with. If he's with the troupe, he'll likely plan like a small scale heist, then go back somewhere (probably the hideout) and throw a small party. However, with Uvogin and Phinks there, it ends up much larger than he intended. Not that he cares. He sees his troupe, his people, happy. If his darling is part of the Phantom Troupe, while everyone is distracting counting down the new year, he'll sneak in a quick, new year's kiss-one of the few, rare times he'll do PDA in front of his family.

If he's by himself or just with his darling, he'll probably just spend it inside and relax. He'd read majority of the day away, unless darling has something planned. He would cook for you, u less you wanted to cook for him. He wouldn't want to eat out somewhere, because he wants it to be a quiet moment. So expect just a simple night, talking and relaxing the night away until the countdown, where he kisses you more passionately than he would have in front of the troupe.

"If fate will allow it, lets try to spend the rest of this year together, too."

Machi-

Machi, like Chrollo, is definitely more reserved. She'd prefer to stay indoors, but go on a walk at night. She'd also like to watch the countdown as well, but don't expect a kiss from her unless you've been together for some time. You'll have to be the one to initiate that.

If she's partying with the troupe, it's one of the more rare times you can see her true feelings. No pressure to do well in a hiest, none of her family is in danger, ect. She can just enjoy the moment. First thing, she'd probably ask Chrollo if he already has any plans for the new year. "So, what are you planning to do for a great new year, boss?" *She'd ever so slightly smile.

Feitan-

By far, the least of a party person here, unless it involves kidnapping or torturing. So it's not too surprising when he enjoys himself at a troupe party. He can hang out with his murder bro (Phinks) and probably play a prank or two with Shal on said murder bro. He gets into a shots battle with either Uvo or Phinks (maybe even both) to see who doesn't pass out from so many shots....or get alcohol poisoning.

If he's by himself, he does literally nothing. He doesn't see it as too different of a day. Although, of course, he does like the 'new year, new me' thing. and by that, I mean he'll try out different methods of torture. If his darling is there with them, he might slightly bring up spending time with them, but only if they're aware of his...career.

"...Hey, You....like...come torture....with me?" *Of course, that's his broken way of inviting you to torture some poor souls with him.

Shalnark-

Finally! Someone who loves to party! If he's spending time with the troupe, you can bet he's one of the main people who keep it awesome. He'll bring most of the party games. And of course, play most of the new years pranks (on anyone but Chrollo and Machi. He doesn't want to bug Machi, knowing how cold she is, and while the boss wouldn't mind, there's no way he'd be able to catch him off gaurd.) He, Paku, Shizuku, and Machi usually set up the decorations if they're feeling extra festive. Oh, and expect a bunch of selfies and pictures from the party if you're not there.

If he isn't at a troupe party, then he's probably party hopping around. He'd bring his darling with him, too. He'd get into the most bizarre and fun parties. If there is a bouncer who won't let him in, he can just stick him with an antenna. Though, he probably won't have to, considering he was preparing for this and has already hacked into most party systems to add his name, and brings you as his plus one. Expect a very sweet kiss from this boy at the countdown. You two only go home once one of you is hammered. If it's you, he laughs and comments on how much fun you had. "Haha! Looks like someone had fun!" If it's him, he'll have his arm wrapped around you and drunkenly slur, "Y'know baby, this was a great bew year...ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick.."

Uvogin-

Alcohol. Is it much of a surprise? I think not. Shalnark brings most of the games, and Uvo brings the alcohol. I'm talking beer, wine, ale, mead, whiskey, just about anything and everyone's favorite, including their favorite brand. And when I say the life of the party, I mean the life of the party. You think Shal and Fei's pranks bring the chaos? That ain't nothin' compared to our very own Uvogin's capabilities. On top of being very chaotic, he's also very loud. Probably the main reason why, if they choose to put on music, it has to be turned up so loud....he's also probably the one who puts it on in the first place after getting so drunk.

If he's not with the troupe for New Years, he's probably raiding other people's parties, but not in the way Shalnark does. Shalnark just infiltrates those places and kills maybe 3-0 people. Uvo, on the other hand, full on raids the party. (mostly for the 'good stuff') He might even hurt someone simy to see others react, though. But if that's way too much chaos for his darling, he'll keep the violence to a minimum. But expect to get very drunk. Because he'll be handing you lots of cans, and saying "Drinks on me all night!...and these other fellas, too! Hahaha!"

Phinks-

Where would Phinks be, if not with his murder bro(Feitan)? Of course, he would love to have a party with his family and it'll be a blast. Though, other than trying to best Uvo in their annual shots game, he'll mostly be chasing Shal and Fei around for the dumb pranks they pull on him. Of course, he doesn't do this the entire time. He also really likes to socialize, too! He'll just be having a casual conversation, mostly with Feitan, The boss, Shal, Uvo, or Kortopi.

If he's not partying with his gang, he'll probably stay indoors, but still throw a full on party. He doesn't have to have 70 people at a party to have fun. Though, he does have a tradition of New Years Giving, where people give things to him...and by that, I mean he walks around every night and just takes what he wants while everyone is distracted. Of course, he won't always do this. If his darling asks him to stay inside, he will. He can still have a nice New Years with just the two of you!

"Mm, ok. I won't go stealin' or raiding anything, tonight. But, only on the condition you spend the rest of the year with me." He chuckles, delivering a very cheesey kiss after a very cheesey line.

Pakunoda-

She likes to bring in all the games. Pakunoda has always been, other than Chrollo and Shalnark, the adhesive of the group. Could they all get along just fine without them? Of course. They've known each other since forever. But those three still really help keep the peace. So it's not surprising she, along with Shal, likes to bring in all the games. Mostly the fun, team bonding ones. Though majority of them never get played, it's still fun. She also usually brings most of the food. She's actually quite the cook. Her, Machi, and Chrollo make most of the food. Sometimes, the others will order a couple of items and pick them up, back that's about it. At these parties, she loves to casually socialize and just watch her family do what they do. Create chaos, play pranks and games, argue, laugh, ect.

If there is no party with them, she actually probably just plays a couple of games with her s/o, cooks something nice, and has some nice champagne. Pretty much the stereotypical couple's night on New Years.

Shizuku-

If there's a party, it takes her a bit to arrive. She either gets lost, or forgets where she's going. She's supposed to bring some snacks or games or decorations, but she forgot them at home. So she'll probably just...get everyone some coffee? Yeah, people like coffee, why not on New Years? Oh, a member doesn't like coffee? Oh yeahhhh....Oh well, too late now. She'll try better next year. She likes to watch everyone play games, but also has a blast playing them herself. She also updates everyone how much more time is left until the new year....but forgets to check the last second. So it usually ends up being Machi, Chrollo, or Shalnark that let's everyone know its the last minute of the year.

If she's not at that party, she doesn't do anything. She honestly doesn't care too much. Unless her s/o has something planned, or asks her to do something, then she'll go. But other than that, she doesn't care much. In fact, she doesn't care too much about the countdown, and will just go to bed. She might refuse to get up, even if her s/o asks her to. The best way to get her to get up is to tell her there's fireworks outside. She likes watching those.

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yanderechaos · 1 year

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Going to scream about Uvo being a dad because baby fever be hitting hard rn

He'd fit a whole baby in his hand just carrying them around like they're in a crib. He'd want everyone to see the baby too because he's so proud especially of y/n. Would want multiple kids to have a whole little troupe crew. Carries the kids around constantly even when they're technically to big to be picked up.

Certified girl dad- he'd be so chill with kids putting makeup on him. Tries to play with them but the toys are to small 😔

Wait he probably wouldn't be able to braid his kids hair when they're little because of his big ass fingers 😭 . He still tries though even if the braids look more like knots. Definitely rips hair when trying to remove knots.

Is one of those dads who's "if you start a fight you better end it". 75% sure he would not care if his kid threw the first punch (within reason) In fact he'd be teaching them how to throw a nose breaking punch.

#uvogin #uvogin x reader #uvogin x y/n #uvo #uvo x reader #uvo x y/n #hxh uvo

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forcefulkitten · 2 years

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here to stay

[uvogin x fem! reader]

summary: a man who partook in the slayings that claimed the lives of innocent people broke into your house in the dead of the night with the intention of residing there.

warnings: 18+, nsfw, mentions of death and torture, blood and injury, dubious-consensual sex, overstimulation

word count: 2,678

Faint noises of movement coming from downstairs in the living room woke you from your slumber. You rubbed the sleep out your eyes, squinting at the cable box to read the time. 2:17 A.M. ‘It’s just Mittens,’ you thought to yourself while scooting out of bed, clad in only panties and a t-shirt. That crazy cat of yours was always up to no good during weird hours. Unfortunately, you wouldn’t be able to fall back to sleep if you didn’t make sure.

Light from the living room television downstairs could be seen illuminating the area from the top of the steps where you stood. Panic finally set in when you heard the refrigerator door slam, followed by heavy steps that halted soon after. ‘Authorities suspect the burglary that left numerous people dead was done by none other than the Phantom Troupe. If you see any of the individuals pictured here, please alert the crime hotline immediately.’ Whoever was inside your house decided to watch the news and enjoy your beer. They cracked open a can and gulped the liquid down, burping loudly, the sound of aluminum rattling against the floor when they tossed it aside.

Emergency services were dialed on your phone, ready to call at any moment. The smartest thing to do would be calling for help instantly but fear clouded rational decision making. You were careful while tip-toeing down the steps, poking your head out when you reached the bottom. Mittens was seated on the lap of a burly man dressed in a white tank top with what appeared to be bearskin lined shorts and boots.

“You’re real brave demandin’ pets from me,” the intruder taunted. His voice was husky, comparable to his appearance.

Surely this was a dream. You hoped you weren’t witnessing a stranger caressing Mittens while sitting on your couch. Blinking twice did nothing to change the scenario playing in front of your eyes. You counted to three before revealing yourself. 1… 2.. 3.

The grizzly man didn’t even flinch when he noticed you standing a few feet away from him. Your body was trembling, one hand gripping your phone tight with a finger hovering over the call button to alert the authorities.

“Hey! You need to leave my house now. I— I’m calling the police,” you shuddered, stumbling over your words in a small panicky voice.

He stood to his full height, a crazed smile blooming on his face that showcased large, pearly white teeth. You subconsciously stepped backwards as he walked towards you until you hit the wall. He reached for your cell phone, snatching it out of your hold with minimal effort.

“Quit complaining or I’ll shut you up permanently. Act like that little guy over there,” he expressed in a dry tone, pointing at Mittens who was licking his paw, completely unbothered. The giant man then snapped your phone in half between his thumb and index finger before dropping the pieces.

You didn’t know what was worse— him breaking into your home or the smug demeanor he displayed knowing you were no match for him. You felt paralyzed, every hair on your body standing tall in fear. With your mind racing a million miles per minute, your ears cancelled the voices of the news anchor in the background until the same message from earlier replayed.

‘Authorities suspect the burglary that left numerous people dead was done by none other than the Phantom Troupe. If you see any of the individuals pictured here, please alert the crime hotline immediately.’

The television displayed the face of the man standing in front of you. You crouched down, arms wrapped around your knees as you stared wide eyed at the floor.

The man generously granted you a few seconds before dragging you across the floor by your wrist towards the sofa, springs creaking when his full weight shifted onto it. He tugged your wrist upwards, instructing you to sit on his lap by patting his thigh with his opposite hand.

“Easy now, there’s no use in fighting,” he taunted with a raised brow.

The feeling of utter defeat washed over you as you sat on his oversized lap, facing him with your legs wrapped around his waist. He was a gruff guy but definitely not an eyesore.

“Name’s Uvogin. What about you, little lady?”

Calloused finger pads traced circles in your back while he waited patiently for your response. He sighed, accepting you weren’t going to answer, “Whatever. You’ll tell me eventually.”

The wall clock read 3:48 A.M.

An entire hour and a half had passed since you were woken up. Even though the man, now known as Uvogin, was warm and encompassing, that didn’t allow you to melt into his hold immediately. You simply existed, taking up room on his lap next to Mittens who was sleeping on his shoulder. Thankfully, it seemed there was no rush from him to make you speak or return unwilling affection. He scrolled through the television channels, settling on a late night sitcom that made him stifle his laughter to prevent Mittens from waking up. How cute, an intruder being considerate of your overly trusting cat.

The discomfort and fear eventually took a backseat, letting fatigue consume you. Maybe it was Uvogin’s ragged breathing as he was in and out of a nap, or how he smirked at you with low lidded eyes. You were unsure of what made you think it was okay to lean your head against his free shoulder. Both Uvogin and Mittens were resting so you figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea to do the same.

A rocking motion stirred you out your sleep, the feeling of something thick grinding against your clothed cunt languidly. You barely opened your eyes when you registered exactly what was happening. Uvogin’s hands were gripping your ass, rocking your hips against his shaft. He groaned in approval and although he wasn’t buried inside of you, the friction was enough to work him up. Based on the slick, warm feeling of wet fabric clinging to your folds— you’d definitely soaked through your panties. Every ridge of his cock teased your clit precisely enough that it was clear he had released himself from his pants during some point of your slumber. The body has two reactions when you’re in the presence of something terrifying. Fight or flight. You’d come to the realization that breaking out of this man’s hold would be impossible without a fight but still, your attacks would be powerless in comparison so that wasn’t really an option either.

You stirred gently in his grasp to indicate that you had woken up. Without hesitation Uvogin leaned in for a kiss, his lips instantly overtaking yours. Less than a minute after, his tongue pried it’s way into your mouth and yours became sore from trying to keep up with his strong, overpowering pace. After a few minutes, Uvogin thought you were separating from the kiss for air. It made sense in his mind so he was completely taken off guard when you leaned your head backwards and head-butted him in his mouth. He was left with bloodied lips and much to your dismay, his grip on you didn’t let up in the slightest. The man smiled wickedly, showcasing blood-stained teeth.

“A fighter huh? Just my type!”

Uvogin turned the television off before kicking off his boots and heading upstairs with you settled around his waist, your hands clawing at his chest and occasionally slapping him across the face. Once in your bedroom, he tossed you onto your bed and proceeded to close the window, every step he took shaking the foundation of your house. The nearest object to you was a candle on your nightstand. You threw it, aiming for his head but he caught it mid air, setting it beside the windowsill. He began completely ridding himself of his pants, revealing his entire length that was colossal in size. You weren’t an idiot, it was clear where things were headed when the bed shifted underneath his weight.

“That little stunt you pulled will cost you. It’s still going to hurt anyway, that’s how it is with a guy like me.”

The night moon casted a shadow that made him resemble a monster; his teeth shining as he loomed over you. He was grinning from ear to ear like a predator who finally captured their prey. You were reminded again that up close, the man wasn’t as uneasy to look at… aside from the busted lip, courtesy of you. Hazel eyes. Pointed nose. Chiseled jaw. It was a shame you only met him through these circumstances.

The obvious comprehension you were outmatched in all sense of the word coaxed you to lift your hips as he peeled your panties off, tossing them aside afterwards.

“Deep breath, alright?”

He waited patiently for you to inhale deeply before pushing a single finger inside your cunt. The stretch was far more than you’d felt by your own fingers and even those of other partners. Bunching the sheets up into your fists, you tried ignoring the sting between your legs while he worked you open but your whines slipped out into the once tensely quiet room.

Uvogin attentively watched you for any sign of excruciating pain, knowing he had to take things slowly with you because of his size. However, having a woman panting heavily while clenching around him really tested the little patience he had. By the time he added a second finger inside, circular white flashes of arousal shrouded your vision. You arched your back because of the pleasure, wordlessly appreciating his dexterity while he drilled into you until he was knuckle deep, watching you mewl and grip his forearm as you came quicker than ever before.

He pulled out of you and examined his slick covered fingers before stroking his aching cock languidly. The need to take you right then and there was at an all time high; in his mind there wasn’t a single point in waiting longer. You took him by surprise when you took your shirt off and spread your legs wider for him, positioning your knees by your shoulders and reaching out for him to fill the space between you two.

Acting hastily was your biggest regret. He lined himself up with your slick heat, pressing his bulbous head against your entrance that wasn’t inviting to his size. How he was going to fit inside you was a mystery that would soon be uncovered. Uvogin gritted his teeth and sunk his erection into you inch by agonizing inch, hissing at how tight you were. Your heart was beating so heavily the vibrations drummed against your ears, drowning out the sound of him muttering what you could only predict was concern. His thrusts were short and powerful; the main goal being to bury himself inside you at a humane pace. You hiccuped in a sweaty daze until he was fully sheathed in your plush walls, stroking your cheek as a meek attempt of comforting you.

The position you were in had to be one of the least forgiving of them all. Majority of Uvogin’s weight snapped against the underneath of your thighs, knocking the air out your lungs from the driving force behind his ministrations. That’s not to say he didn’t feel slightly guilty since you and Mittens had been more obedient than expected but right now, this was about his pleasure so he blissfully ignored the look of exhaustion across your fucked out face. It didn’t help there was little for you to ground yourself with, making you reach out for him. When he leaned forward with hands on either side of your head, his body forced yours deeper into the mattress. The scent radiating off him was a blend of musk and blood. Disgusting, really, considering he hadn’t even washed off after committing crimes, your home most likely the location he immediately retreated to afterwards. Regardless, the monstrous cock your walls struggled to adjust around pushed the feeling of revulsion out of mind.

Uvogin continued to stuff your tight heat to its expanse at an unyielding pace, pressure finally breaking the tight coil that was inescapable. He formed a grin as he watched your body submit to him. His thumb rubbed small circles on your clit, your orgasm quickly transitioning from pleasant to overstimulating in a matter of seconds. Throaty grunts escaped him as his end came right after yours, his length pulsing in your walls; coating your womb with the lust he held back while on business. A few more slow strokes and he then pulled out of you, his throbbing member twitching while it rested against your stomach, leaking remnant strings of cum against your soft skin. You both made out vehemently, hands firmly gripping one another while you came down from your high, only separating from the kiss after you were completely out of breath.

You excused yourself from the bedroom to clean yourself up, cranking the shower on to wash off and mull over the events that took place. Uvogin didn’t barge in as you expected, which gave you plenty of time to gather your thoughts before the water ran cold. The house was too quiet when you stepped out of the bathroom… ‘Maybe he fell asleep,’ you guessed.

A wave of disappointment ran through you when you realized he was no longer in your house. Evidentially based on your bedroom window that was wide open, it was clear he must’ve exited through there. It was 5:14 A.M, the sun hadn’t come up yet and your encounter with him went by faster than you imagined it would. You should’ve felt relieved and safe knowing he was gone but you slammed the window shut with enough force to prove that you were bothered by his unannounced exit. There was no time to ponder on his whereabouts when you were exhausted yourself. Mittens settled next to you as you got into bed, the two of you falling sound asleep within minutes.

The sound of a loud thump against the floor woke you yet again, a repeated offense you were tired of. Mittens peeked his head up curiously. The sun was up, shining across Uvogin who closed the window behind himself, holding a black plastic bag in his hand and a case of beer on his shoulder. You sat up, blinking repeatedly. “W— what the fuck? Why are you here… again?”

Uvogin responded blatantly in a volume too loud for the early hour, “I went to steal the essentials since I’ll be livin’ here. Beer for me, food for the cat and ice cream for the lady!” He tossed the plastic bag onto your bed before placing the case of beer on the floor. You emptied the contents of the bag, feeling the mattress dip under his weight as he sat down. “Didn’t know which flavors you liked so I got them all.”

You stacked the cans of food for Mittens, impressed that Uvogin managed to pick out the exact brand you normally buy. He probably spotted them in your cupboard when he initially broke in or he just had an eye for grabbing the most expensive option on the shelf. The curious cat stepped closer to examine the tower, sniffing it before knocking it over with a firm nudge of his head. Uvogin laughed boisterously, scratching underneath Mittens chin; instantly winning the cats heart and therefore yours too. You sorted through the pints of ice cream he picked and all the flavors were options you enjoyed. Smiling to yourself, you leaned forward and kissed his forehead before ushering the items back into the bag for you to put away downstairs. Uvogin yawned, getting up to take his boots off before pulling the blanket back to finally get some rest. Your voice stopped him before he got under the covers, “The name is Y/N. If you’re staying, go shower first big guy.” You offered in a tone accepting of him calling your place home.

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novasdarling · 2 years

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Hello! Can I request something for yan Uvogin? I absolutely love how you write for him. I was thinking something like he gets too rough during sex (whether the sex itself was a punishment or just regular sex is up to you!) and he ends up hurting his darling? (For example he breaks a bone or ends up choking them out)

He would, he really would. Just break something of yours when he's angry or super into it and be like "oh shit... well anyway"

TW: Kidnapping Implied, Noncon, Broken Limbs, Blood Mentioned, Death Mentioned and Sorta Depicted, Crying, Yandere

Begging Won't Help

It was foolish to think you could have gotten away from him. That you actually had a shot at getting far enough that he wouldn’t have found you. Though, on the other end, you would also been an idiot to pass up on this chance, to just not run when you had a clear path. Had someone willing to offer. A kind citizen who just wanted to help, who pitied the poor battered and bruised you left alone in this abandoned building. It was their own kindness that landed them in Uvogin’s hands. They had prompted you up, holding you so you could walk, most of your energy going. Helping you get out faster than you could have on your own. Things had been going so well, how were you to know he would be back so soon? You could have sworn he only left a day ago. That should have given you more time, yet, here he was. Peering down at the both of you. The man holding you up, with his hand under your arm, by your chest and yours over his shoulder. You knew how it looked to him. It wouldn’t just be running away from him, no he would see it as also cheating. Getting help from another man, he would over react and see it as more. The look in his eye told you, you were right.

He was fast, throwing you to the side so he could focus on the man. Uvogin grabbed him, crushing his arm that was previously on you. Squeezing tighter and tighter until you heard that familiar crunch of bones breaking within seconds. The man screamed, but it was cut short when Uvogin threw him against the wall. You assumed he was dead when he went silent. Even if he wasn’t, he’d be dead shortly. Uvogin never let people live. In his eyes, they didn’t deserve to live. No one who couldn’t fight him adequately should get any mercy, but you and even that was subjected to appeal.

The man was left there, blood pooling from his mouth and nose. Cuts littered his body adding to the puddle of blood he was now laying in. A scene you had seen from him before when he decided to let you come with him for work. Scenes worse than this, ones that still haunted you.

Uvogin’s attention was now on you. A burning fire behind them, fueled by anger. This was the worst you had ever screwed up, worse than any other attempts you made to get away. At least those times he took it as a game of cat and mouse. A hunt he greatly enjoyed. This time, it was different. You weren't alone, you weren’t out there waiting to be caught by him. You had someone helping you. It didn’t matter you didn’t know him, that he just so happened to find you here. All Uvogin saw was red. His hands were now on you, grabbing and dragging you out of the room. Back further into the building, back to the room he kept you in. Seemingly uncaring when your feet couldn’t keep up, letting you fall multiple times until he finally picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. Carrying on with his walk. All there was to do was fall limp in his arms as you watched the room where the man’s body was still laying leave your vision. There was nothing to do, nowhere to go, and no way to get out of his grip. Once Uvogin had his hands on you, there was no easy way to get out. All you could do was cry, beg for mercy, and ask for forgiveness.

You were thrown on the bed, Uvogin not bothering to let you down gently. Clearly not caring about your safety or feelings. Forgetting you were still recovering from the last time he lost his temper. You knew how he could be, blinded by rage and a need to attack. There was no way you were getting out of this, his eyes were staring down at you. Holding an emotion that you were all too familiar with. The only choice was to submit and tell him how sorry you were. Before he could speak, yell at you for running away again, for seeking help from another, a man. You began to cry, telling him how sorry you were, that he was some random guy. He offered you help and you should have said no. Get your story out so his mind didn't have time to wander. Didn't have time to create a fake narrative in his head, but as he spoke. You realized you were too late. He was far too gone.

“You’re telling me some man just happened to stroll by? Just happened to offer you help?”

As unbelievable as it was, it was true. You had no idea who that man had been. Or even how he got here. The building was falling apart, some old factory that had been abandoned for probably over a century. Buried deep in some forest, according to Uvogin it wasn’t on any map. It was on the outskirts of some town that had been long and forgotten. It made no sense why he was here, this logic would harm your excuses.

“How fucking dumb do you think I am? What was he? Your past boyfriend? Huh, were you going to run off with him?”

Uvogin was now on you, holding you down to the bed while he yelled in your face. There was no logic in what he was saying, you knew that. Even if you did know that man, how were you able to communicate? Logic that escaped him in his state. Another thing you'd have to pay for.

You continued to cry. Worrying about what he had planned. You never got off without punishments, when you were lucky it was just him making you beg. Pray for forgiveness, kiss his feet, anything to make you look like a pathetic little creature appealing to a god for mercy. But most of the time, you weren't so fortunate. He tended to favour a harsher way of teaching a lesson. One where it involved spreading your legs to him. As his eyes began to wander your body, it was obvious he was leaning towards his favoured method.

“I think” One of his hands wandered down to your legs, caressing your thigh before pushing your legs apart. “I know a way to make me feel a bit better though.”

Your legs were spread, allowing him to settle in between them. Making himself comfortable. His grip stayed on your thighs, making sure you didn’t attempt to close them or fight when he began to remove your clothes. The last bit of resistance you had was to shut your eyes. Block out the sight of him as he continued to remove any barriers between the two of you. Trying to ignore the feeling of his hands stroking your bare skin. After a while you could, you were able to pretend his touches were from a lover trying something new and not from the monster who took you. His hands were down stripping you, deciding to push your legs up, placing them over his shoulders. A position he favoured when he wanted you to feel everything, when he desired to get as deep as possible. You pictured him as your old celebrity crush, pretending he was the one you could feel against your entrance. That it was him naked between your legs, not Uvogin.

“Hey! Open your eyes.” His grip was getting firmer on your thighs. Both hands now squeezed them as he kept them in place. “Look at me.”

Wavering your options, determining it was best to listen to him. To not dig yourself into a deeper hole. You looked at him, trying to ignore how he gazed at you. As if you were no more than something of his, his toy to do with however he pleased. You had no power against him, you both knew that. You couldn’t even close your eyes and escape that way from him now. He wouldn’t allow it. He needed you to look at him, watch as he punished you.

“Were you thinking of him? Thinking of him saving you, of him fucking you?”

He squeezed tighter and tighter on your thighs, making you squirm and thrash against him. It was getting worse, his grip was getting worse, and he wasn’t letting go. He had riled himself up with the idea of that man, of what he thought was true. Delusions were taking over, becoming true to him. Believing his own thoughts no matter how ludicrous they sounded. You couldn’t get through to him, Uvogin was glaring at you as he squeezed. Eyes not leaving yours. Ignoring how you cried, begging him to stop. It wasn't until he heard the sound of one of your thigh bones being crushed that he looked away. Letting his grip on your other leg loosen as he stared at the broken leg. Ignoring your cries as he examined your leg. Seeing how bad it was. You cried for him to stop, to just let you be. To not touch you, but he wasn't listening. Uvogin slowly lowered your leg as he moved. Placing it straight as can be next to your other leg. As gentle as he was attempting to be, the pain was still agonizing. Worse than when he snapped your ankle or arm.

"Shit"

It wasn't what he had planned, sure he wanted to break something of yours, but he knew he was going away in a week and leaving you unable to move properly wasn't a good idea. You were barely recovered from when he sprained your ankle a month ago. All he wanted to do was fuck you over and over again. Possibly even show you the dead body again and gloat until you were in tears and trying to hide your face in his cheat. This wasn't what he wanted, your broken leg meant work for him. It meant he had to be more careful when he played with you. Something he hated and clearly wasn't good with. As Uvogin went off to get something to help set the wound, leaving you on the beg crying and caressing your leg. All he could think about was how annoying this was going to be.

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sullenhighstar · 9 months

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I missed drawing him

#hunter x hunter #hxh #shalnark #shalnark ryusei #uvogin #uvo #uvogin x shalnark #uvoshal #shalnark x uvogin #uvonark

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meowzanin33 · 9 months

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my first time drawing uvogin 😇 I hope I did good

#his eyes are up there #uvogin #uvo #uvogin hxh #hxh #hunter x hunter

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marvelmymarvel · 1 year

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Do I Wanna Know?

Uvogin x Reader

Synopsis: At first, the cat and mouse game was fun, but he was slowly growing restless. He wasn't going to lose his cool though, he wanted you to come crawling back. However, it only took Hisoka cornering you in a club for his restlessness to boil over and for the stupid game to end.

TW: Sexual Assault (very minor), panic attacks, Hisoka (yes he's a trigger warning)

A/n: Uvo is strong and I believe he could pick up anyone. Comfort character for real 🤗 oh BTW! For all my queens who also have panic attacks - intense change of temp helps with those (splashing face with cold water for instance) just a tip!

Song: Do I Wann Know? By Arctic Monkeys (Link: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=pqrUQrAcfo4&feature=share)

Six months.

It's been six months since you and Uvo last kissed. Six months since you clung to him like a lifeline. Six months since you proclaimed that you were head over heels in love with him.

And it's also been six months since you last looked his way.

He was growing restless at the way you moved around him like he meant nothing to you like he wasn't even there. You'd only look at him if he called your name, other than that you acted as if all 8 feet of him were invisible.

It was driving him crazy.

He knew why you were playing this stupid game, but he didn't know if he could atone for his mistake. You said you loved him, and what did he say?

Nothing... Like the idiot he was.

And now he was paying for it. He still couldn't get the image of your heartbroken face out of his mind, sometimes it would wake him from a deep sleep that he had hoped would be an escape from you. But that never happened. You were everywhere. In his brain, in his line of sight, in his sheets, on his clothes, on his lips.

Everywhere.

But he was stubborn, oh so God damn stubborn. Despite being the one that broke your heart, he wanted you to crawl back to him, as it should be. 'You were below him' he would repeat every time he thought of reaching out to you, and while it would help stave off the urge to corner you and tell you he loved you more than life itself. It didn't last long.

It was a vicious cycle, and the more the cycle continued, the worse it got. His restlessness was starting to show physically. His eyes were heavy with sleeplessness, cheeks hollowed from not eating, and his legs bounced with anxiety. You took note, of course, but didn't pay any mind.

Whatever he was going through didn't involve you.

God how he wished you'd just come back to him, maybe then he could return to who he was. Not some love-sick puppy who couldn't stand the thought of you not wanting to breathe the same air as him. But he had to stay strong, you were beneath him. You should be glad to be breathing in the same air as him...

But that mindset was slowly starting to shift as he sat across the club watching you swing your hips against Hisokas. His eyes narrowed and his legs shook, anger and jealousy taking over every cell in his body. How dare you dance with Hisoka when you clearly belonged to him.

You didn't pay any mind to the giant and instead focused your attention on the magician feeling you up. 'It was just fun! You weren't playing a game' You thought to yourself, but you couldn't deny that your eyes kept flicking over to Uvo to see if he had finally caved. Okay... So maybe you were playing the game.

Uvo had it coming though.

Hisoka spun you around to face him, one hand ripped you closer to him as the other roughly cupped your face. His nails dug into your skin, and you winced a little at the pain. 'I'm enjoying this...' you once more repeated in your head, though you knew it was a lie. Hisokas hooded eyes grew mischievous, he quite enjoyed inflicting pain on you. Whether it be physical or emotional, he enjoyed it. He wasn't dumb, he knew you were doing this to get a rise out of the spider in the corner, and he'd be lying if he said toying with both of you wasn't exciting.

So why not kick it up a notch?

"We should get out of here" Hisoka purred, head lowering so you could hear him better. Your fingers curled into his shoulders, instinctively moving closer to him as the dancing bodies bumped into you. Fear shot through you as Hisoka nipped at your ear. You didn't want to sleep with him, didn't want to do anything with him. But now you felt stuck. "I think that's a terrible idea-"

"What? You're going to say no to me?"

His hands traveled lower down your body, causing goosebumps to erupt along your skin, but not in a good way. You inhaled sharply, eyes darting to where Uvo was, but the dancing bodies blocked your view. And if you couldn't see him.

He couldn't see you.

"I think I'm good thank you-" you tried again and this time you tried to push him off of you, but he grabbed your wrists locking you in place against him. "H-Hisoka please let me go" you whimpered out, lips trembling as you began to grow claustrophobic in the sea of people. He could do anything to you and no one would be able to help. Your eyes had wandered around again, frantically looking for any other Troupe member, but you found none. You yelped as Hisoka dug his nails into your wrists, yanking your focus back onto him.

His eyes were dark, bloodlust oozing from him as he took in your fear. He got off on it and loved it so much. If Uvogin wasn't so head over heels in love with you, he would have captured you by now and made you his little plaything...

Maybe Uvo would share you-

Your knee flying up into his groin cut off his dark thoughts. You had hoped the pain would have made him let you go, but he gripped you harder and recovered quickly. If anything, the fight made him even more excited.

Your chest rose and fell quickly, the world spinning a bit as he ripped you once more into his body "You know... I like it when you fight dirty"

"Let me go" you yelled, hands pushing at his chest as your fight or flight once more kicked in. He didn't budge, but you didn't stop. Your screams for help grew in volume and grabbed the attention of a few people, but none of them did anything.

"LET ME GO" You shoved hard and Hisoka flew back, for a second, you felt proud of your strength and ability to push him off with such force.

Until you realized it wasn't you that did it.

A large hand grabbed Hisoka's collar before roughly ripping him off of the ground. The 6-foot magician looked tiny as Uvo lifted him to eye level, and you could have sworn that fear flashed across the magician's face at the mere sight of Uvo.

A snarl was carved into his lips, eyes blazing with fury and his aura was deadly. Those within a 20-foot distance stopped dancing and stood wide-eyed at the interaction. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" His growl caused you to feel light-headed, both from relief and terror. "I just wanted to have a little fun" Hisoka muttered, he was trying to stay calm but he seriously misjudged Uvo's strength.

And love.

"I should kill you right here and now for even touching her." Uvo's tone once again made you feel a little seasick so you decided to just sit down, maybe that would help... You zoned out everything around you, eyes blankly watching the way Uvo continued to scream and threaten a still-dangling Hisoka who had somehow grown paler. Your ears began to ring, why was it hot all of a sudden? Reaching down to your boots, you tried to untie them in the hopes of cooling off. Your head felt heavy, your mind racing as you fought to get your feet free. Uvo noticed your frantic look and panicked actions, he knew you were most likely seconds from passing out thanks to the way you were hyperventilating.

He turned his gaze back to Hisoka, "I won't kill you today. But if you ever so much as breathe in her direction. I will kill you"

"You can't kill a Troupe member" Hisoka whispered, the thought was comforting, but Uvo's smirk wasn't. "Fuck the Troupe's rules. She's mine. Got it?"

Hisoka nodded and he let out a sigh of relief as he crashed to the ground. He would most certainly not be playing with you again...

Your fingers were still shakily trying to undo your shoe, and you didn't notice how blurry your vision was getting until a large thumb was clearing away the tears. Hiccups fell from your lips and you began to hyperventilate more as the person pulled you into their embrace. Your hands moved to fight them off, afraid they were either some random person or it was somehow Hisoka, but Uvo's soft coos calmed your fighting.

You couldn't catch your breath, part of you was wondering if you were dying. "H-he tried to-" you cut yourself off with a sob, head shaking as you tried to fight off the memory of what just transpired. Uvo sighed internally at the state of you, he always hated when you felt fear while he was around.

Your breath catching with each inhale brought him back to the task at hand. Moving his arms under your back and legs, he lifted you with ease.

He moved swiftly through the crowd as you curled deeper into him. He had hoped that his presence would calm you, but your breaths were still catching and he could tell that if he didn't shock you out of it you would indeed faint from hyperventilating. He picked up the pace, eyes locked on the exit as he gripped onto you tighter, "Uvo" you whined out as the world seemed to tilt. Your fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulder as if holding onto him would stop you from slipping into a dreamless sleep.

"Almost there" he muttered, eyes narrowing at the people who got in his way. Your eyes closed and you began to welcome the darkness.

A sharp inhale of cold air filled your lungs as the winter breeze penetrated your scantily clad body with ease. Your eyes were wide and Uvo watched as you slowly started to calm your breathing, he had managed to get you out here in time before you truly fainted but he knew that the fear you felt remained.

But now without you panicking, he could make you feel safe.

It took a couple of minutes for you to realize Uvo was still holding you. Clearing your throat, you moved a leg to signal that you wanted down, but he only gripped you tighter. He shook his head at you, and that's when you saw it.

Fear.

You didn't know what exactly had caused the fear to be written all over his face, but you had a feeling it was centered around you. Opening your mouth to calm him down caused him to shake his head once more. He set you down then but quickly had to catch you again as your legs wobbled like crazy. Your hand instinctively grabbed his arms, stabilizing yourself against his warm body.

It was silent, and some people gave you weird looks as you held onto him like a lifeline. Uvo wanted you to crawl back to him, needed it. He was too stubborn to just talk to you. Too stubborn to say it. His eyes widened... Say it...

"I love you"

Your heart seemed to stop for what felt like the millionth time this evening. Slowly lifting your gaze, you took in how flustered the 8-foot giant was. "You do?" You weren't sure why you asked, all that he's done in the past 10 minutes would certainly point to love, but you had to make sure.

He nodded slowly, eyes searching yours for a sign that you felt the same.

A soft smile graced your lips and you grew bashful under his gaze. "I uh... Love you too" you whispered out with your eyes trained on his chest. His free hand moved up your body before resting on your face, forcing you to look up at him. The height difference was shocking and any normal person would run away in fear. But not you. No no.

You felt safe.

"Are you okay now?" His serious question made you heat up, no one (other than him) has ever cared about you this much. It was both uncomfortable and sweet. Nodding, you let your gaze flick up to the starry sky. Uvo smiled down at you, thumb caressing your cheek as he took in the way the stars sparkled in your eyes. Before he thought it through, he leaned down and captured your lips with his. Your eyes closed, shutting off the dazzling glow as you melted into his embrace. He had to practically hunch over to kiss you, so it wasn't long before he was lifting you once more to be at eye level with him.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, hands coming up to play with his wild hair. You could once more feel stares and pulled back shyly. Uvo shot a glare at a group of men looking your way and you hid your face in his neck out of embarrassment. He opened his mouth to bark out a threat but noticed your shivering.

Shutting his mouth, Uvo let you down and quickly ripped off his jacket. You sighed in relief as his heat and scent encapsulated you in pure serenity. "Let's go home. You'll freeze to death in that outfit"

You nodded and let him guide you back to his apartment in the city. You didn't expect the night to go the way it went.

But you were not complaining.

#uvogin imagines #uvogin imagine #uvogin x reader #uvo imagine #uvo x reader #uvo imagines #hunterxhunter imagine #hunterxhunter imagines #hunter x hunter reader #hunter x hunter imagine #hunter x hunter imagines #hxh imagine #hxh imagines #hxh #hunter x hunter #uvogin #uvo #imagine #x reader

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shizukais · 1 year

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Chrollo and Uvo, chapter 396

#anime #manga #hunter x hunter #hxh #hxh spoilers #chrollo lucilfer #uvo #uvogin #phantom troupe #genei ryodan #ch.396 #long post

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themythofnarcissus · 1 year

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phantom troupe || domestic head-cannons

Chrollo sits on Uvo’s shoulder when his legs get tired. He’s a loser bookworm, he gets his breath knocked out of him after a five minute walk

Nobunaga and Pakunoda actually cook meals for everyone. Chrollo and Shalnark are picky eaters and don’t like veggies very much

Feitan acts a lot like a dad to the rest of the troupe (he’d probably interrogate their dates)

They do Chrollo’s story time once a week where Chrollo reads them a story out of a book. It’s a tradition that started when they were children since he could understand all these foreign languages

Chrollo and Pakunoda are really close. They gossip about boys at 3am when they can’t sleep

They have a list of abilities they want Chrollo to steal for them (they just want to see them)

Chrollo steals candy for Kortopi

#hunter x hunter #hxh #hunter x hunter headcanons #hxh headcanons #chrollo lucilfer #feitan #nobunaga #pakunoda #shalnark #uvo #phantom troupe

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lyrainworld · 6 days

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A piece I've finished a few days ago for the Shalnark zine, I'm really proud of how it looks, Shalnark is my favorite Phantom Troupe member so I wanted to do something special for him ^^

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masakuterarr · 1 year

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Head empty. Just Uvonark

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dirtdawgskenn · 2 years

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Uvogin X Fem Reader

This is so embarrassing... I’ve never written any fan fiction before but, my boy Uvogin doesn’t get enough love. So I'm taking matters into my own hands by writing my own. Hopefully everyone that sees this can look past all my horrible grammar.. ANYWAY! ENJOY! (Or don't, I cant really tell you what to do.)

Also if anyone can give me tips for better writing or a request for any phantom troupe characters, i would love to hear them.

TW: Reader is drunk, murder, reader gets hurt, fights, and kidnapping.

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The underground auction, you've heard of it before but weren’t too familiar. After all, it was mostly the mafia community who attended and kept the auctions going. The only reason you heard of the auction was people mentioning it around the city and a conversation you happened to overhear between two men at a bar. You weren't interested in going and even if you were, you could never in your wildest dreams pay for a auction pass.

All of a sudden a man shouting woke you up from your deep thought about the bizarre wonders of the auction. As you snapped back into reality, realizing how hunched over in the high bar stool you had been. You quickly straightened your posture, and whipped your head around toward the noise. The bartender behind the bar looked furious, and he was staring directly at you.

“For christ sake lady, I told you we closed 15 minutes ago.”

Immediately understanding why he looked so angry you jumped down from the high chair and reached for your bag all while tripping over yourself and almost falling down. Panicking while you felt his eyes on the back of your head, you mumbled a very quick pathetic apology and stumbled your way out of the bar.

Once the door had slammed shut you started to move your feet to start walking further into the night expecting to drive home. As you looked around you laughed at how tingly you felt and how dizzy everything was ‘Heh, i should NOT be driving right now’ you slowly thought to yourself. That wasn't the only thing though, looking around off the small amount of pavement just outside the building. You were surprising in the middle of absolutely nowhere.

“Seriously... where am I.” You obviously had way too much to drink since you had no memory of how you got here and where you even were. Putting in a little bit of effort, you managed to find your phone after not so gracefully digging through your bag. As you pulled it to your face it lit up showing the time as 1:20AM.

“oh.. I fucked up” you exclaimed to yourself out loud, which was followed by a loud “FUCK.” after checking to see your phone had no service either. Glancing back to the door you just came out of, the inside of the bar was already pitch black. ‘what the hell am i going to do.’ Looking around the very small gravel parking lot, you saw no cars either. ‘How did the workers already leave?’ Into the distance you could see a road but you didn't see any cars there either. It was almost 1:30AM after all, so you doubt anyone would be driving wherever you were anyway.

After contemplating what to do for a long while, you decided it would be in your favor to walk along side of this road until you find a gas station or get enough bars on your phone to call an Uber or taxi. Looking back at the road you felt a chill go up your spine, seeing absolutely no light other than the moon and stars. That was uncommon since you lived in York New City, and for the most part the light pollution covered up the night sky. Since you could clearly see the sky, it meant you were further away from home than you thought.

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The whole world around you felt like it was spinning faster than it ever would. The numbness held your body like a blanket, but the numbing feeling wasn't enough to stop you from feeling immense pain of the rocks and other various items on your feet, since walking in heels wasn’t really an option right now. About 30 minutes into this walk you saw not a single car yet, and there was no signs of getting service anytime soon. So boring, there wasn't much to look at other than this shitty desert and a few dead animals on the side of the road. ‘Gross..’

Before completely going completely insane from the boredom you decided to hum, which soon developed into singing some stupid song from that bar. You stupidly laughed to yourself while singing, dancing, and jumping around to pass the time while checking your phone for a signal periodically. You would've looked insane to anyone who passed by, but not one soul has done so yet. Closing your eyes while you dramatically threw your arms out looked up into the air and screeched a verse from that dumbass song.

“AND I CANT FIGHT THIS FEELING ANYMO-”

You immediately stumbled over after closing your eyes and falling onto the slightly sandy and rocky pavement of the road. Laughing while rolling onto your back soon followed by you sprawling out and laying like a starfish in the middle of the road. You kept singing loudly and shut your eyes again to feel the small breeze. Which got kind of, louder? You sat straight up with your legs in the same spot they were in before and opened your eyes to see nothing. Turning your head to otherside you the bright lights of a car about 20 feet away speeding toward you.

“OH MY GOODD.” You stood up as quickly as you could but the driver was way too close and had to pull a whole Tokyo drift to avoid hitting you. Which resulting in the entire car slamming against the hill of rock on the left side of the road. You stood there frozen just staring dumbly at what had just happened. ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god, no no no.’ You couldn't believe you saw that happen. The damage didn’t look too bad..? It was still your fault regardless, and that guilt was enough to make you start to cry, and your breath sped up rapidly as you did. You put your hands on the back of your head while tears fell from your face.

You panicking once you saw the driver side of the door open but was quickly replaced with relief after you saw a younger man walk out perfectly okay. From what you saw he was blond and a bit short. Putting your arms back down, you stumbled up to him and started to sob and cry out an apology as he also walked toward you.

“S-Sir i-m so sorry, i was being stupid and i didn’t think anyone drove-” He stomped up to you and roughly grabbed your wrist just before starting to yell at you. “What the actual hell were you thinking?!” He took absolutely no pity on your crying and got even angrier once you tried to speak again. “You have no idea how badly this could've turned out for me. Tonight has been so stressful.” he kept yelling even as another person, this time in the back of the damaged car got out. This man was taller then the former and had darker longer hair. As the blond man finally stopped yelling, he yanked your wrist toward the ground and you fell on your hands and knees toward the second man.

“Squala, I want you to put her in the back with you. I don’t know where she came from or what she saw tonight. We can question her as soon as we deal with everything else.” He demanded to the taller man.

” As the blond turned around to walk back you heard the clinking sound of what sounded like a chain. ‘This is bad news, what are these people even talking about.’ you thought to yourself. You didn’t have any idea what he mean’t by ‘what she saw tonight’. Panicked and afraid of what these people would do with you, you quickly stood up wobbled around trying to run before the so called Squala got a firm and hard grip on your wrist.

“OW, P-please let go!” You yelped.

“W-what? T-thats insane! We don't even know her!” Squala nervously stuttered while he talked.

“I don’t care!” The blond yelled back just before getting into the car slamming the door of the driver seat.

After signing to himself Squala started dragging you back effortlessly despite you sobbing, screaming, and dragging your bare feet in protest. After 30 seconds of screaming bloody murder and seriously hurting your feet. You felt yourself get thrown into the backseat of the damaged but still working car. Through the blur of tears you could only feel the seat and what felt kind of like another person but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered right now was getting away, calling the cops, and getting back home safely. Kicking off of the seat back at Squala, you tried smacking hitting punching as best as you could. ‘I just need an opening to get away from these people, i’ll run as far away as I need to.’ Although you were easily shoved back into the car after only getting a few small hits that didn't do much.

“Come on Kurapika! We don’t need to take her. It’s just more work for us.” Squala nagged.

“I said i don’t care!” He shouted back. “Hurry up we need to go to the hotel, we have a tail right now!”

You kept kicking and screeching at Squala to let you go. Thats when you heard a woman's voice say something, you couldn't make out what she said but it did catch you off guard to hear another woman. As you looked over toward where the voice came from out of instinct, you felt a hard punch to the bottom of your jaw. It didn’t hurt too badly but it was hard enough to leave you stunned. After that punch Squala easily grabbed your arms and set you into the middle seat next to him.

As the engine started, a conversation or what sounded like more of an agrument between the blond driver and Squala broke out. You saw from your very blurry vision a shorter lady looking back at you too. Between the punch that left you stunned, the adrenaline rush, and how drunk you were, you gave up for a minute and relaxed against the car seat and whatever was beside you. ‘Actually wait what is that?’ you thought as you weakly turned your head and saw a huge man?

As you looked up at him with teary and tired eyes you saw his face for a second then noticed he was looking straight down at you. You looked down feeling ashamed remembering he had witnessed your pathetic attempt to escape, and also the fact he saw you laying in the middle of road, and not to add the fact you are currently crying on his arm. ‘OH MY GOD IM CRYING ON THIS MANS ARM.’ you jolted yourself off of him and looked straight ahead. The man beside you let out a small but deep chuckle, you could only assume he was laughing at you.

You didn’t look back up at him instead glancing out of the corner of your eye you saw something shinny on him, you noticed chains wrapped around his entire body. Following the chain it lead up to the blond driver. ‘What in the world..’ This man beside you, was he also kidnapped? ‘No he couldn't of been, he looks way too strong for that.’ Hearing a slight “Psst.” You looked back at the big man as the blond driver started talking to the woman beside him ignoring whatever Squala had previously said. This big burly man was staring daggers at you. This time... you didn’t look away. He looked at you and nodded toward the blond driver. You looked back and forth between him and the driver which made you dizzier than before.

You knew what this man was trying to tell you. Even so, he leaned down toward you and let out a demanding loud whisper.

“Get him.”

That immediately caught the attention of Squala but not as fast as you connected the dots and lunged toward the front seat. ‘This is the only way out, the longer these people have me the lower my chance of escape.’ Squala tried grabbing your legs but he was too late. It was a blur but you were already taking action grabbing the blonds face, you smacked, punched, and kicked him however you could. As the car spun out of control, once again it crashed off to the side. You jolted forward when the car came to a grinding halt. Then jolting right back at the driver on your own, trying to elbow him off of you.

What felt like a second later you and the blond were already outside on the concrete fighting it out. So much was happening at once, you couldn't comprehend where he was going to try and hit you next. The woman and squala had tried several times to try and restrain you from doing any more damage to the blond but it was futile. Your face hurt and you knew you would suffer injuries but it wasn't the time to focus on that. The blond looked furious as he swung as your face and landed a hard blow. By the last fighting moments you both had blood running down your faces and bruises starting to form already.

This was disgusting, you hated every part of this. ‘I can’t believe this.’ This wasn’t like you, you weren’t the type to ever start a fight, nor have you ever been in one before tonight. ‘What have i done..’ you thought as you looked down at the blonds face that was beaten to a pulp. You had no idea how you managed to knock him out but he was unconscious now. The chain that was connected to this right hand disappeared out of thin air. A weak whisper left your mouth “What the hell-” before you heard 2-3 car doors slam and a few people yelling. Another car had pulled up and you didn't even notice. ‘When did they get here?’ You had a quick thought about helping that man that was in the backseat with you but thought otherwise. Once 3 or 4 people came out from the car.

“Quick Melody get back into the car, drive away n-now!” Squala shrieked.

Hearing that car, made you pick up your feet and start sprinting away from all of those people. The shorter woman tried grabbing you but you yanked you arm away. You heard multiple peoples footsteps behind you but you just kept running. They weren’t following you but you didn’t care, you could now see the city although it was shaking from the alcohol and was blurry through your teary vision.

After running a safer distance away you turned around to see squala and the short women on the ground with others standing around them. Everything was happening so fast. ‘They didn’t kill them.. did they..’ You noticed a few people looking in your direction. ‘I need to get off this road.’ Taking a hard right turn you zipped into the desert.

If anything running on the road is way easier, but in the desert you can find a place to hide. ‘That road is completely straight if someone is faster than me they could easily catch me, and k-kill me.’ Dodging anything that got in the way. Trying to avoid so many different things eventually lead to you falling over into the dirt and sand a couple times.

After the 5th fall you felt defeated and started to cry again, everything was so overwhelming. Your clothes were covered in a mix of blood, sand, and dirt. Your nose was bleeding and bruises littered your arms and legs. All the alcohol was starting to make you feel sick and you felt like you needed to vomit. Your feet hurt and were covered with scratches and scrapes, but worst of all you wanted to go home.

You dragged yourself across the dirty sand to lean up against this rock. You had lost your purse full of valuable items that cant easily be replaced, and you had no phone to call for help. You didn't know what to do. “Im exhausted” you weakly huffed out loud. Leaning against the rock was peaceful until you heard the loudest yell you've ever heard in your life. It was so loud in fact you rushed your shaky hands to cover your ears despite how tired you were.

Inside you wanted to stay in the desert until morning, then walk to the nearest police station and get help. Yet you knew it wasn’t over yet and that those people from before would come out looking for you, since you did see them murder those others... Slowly and quietly curling up closer to your only comfort right now, this rock. Looking around, you realized this attempt at hiding was awfully sad especially in a life or death situation. There wasn’t very many things big enough to take cover with. If someone was going to look for you they would find you very quickly. Just as you thought to keep running further away you heard talking from about where the road was. ‘It was too late..’ You slowed your frantic breathing down by covering your face with your hand.

It was multiple people talking, surely it was. ‘It’s 3 or 4 people, no no its more than that.’ you thought to yourself. I guess in the heat of the moment curiosity got the better of you, since you peaked your head to the side of the rock. You saw six people including that big man from the car. Seeing him made you think about going out, but the people with him are murders. ‘Why was he chained up in the first place?’ Shaking while slowly pulling your head back behind the rock, you listened closely to anyone you could hear.

The talking in the distance was faint but you were sure after hearing a few key words, 100% sure. They were looking for you.

“COME ON OUT, WE AREN’T GONNA HURT YA!” Called out the big man from before.

That confirmed it, they are looking for you. You shouldn't trust him you can’t trust him, you don’t have any reason to believe they won't hurt you. ‘They are going to kill me after i saw what they did..’

“Uvo, she is probably scared to death after all of that shit you told us.” another mans voice spoke. This time they were way closer, the footsteps were way louder. You starting crying harder letting out little whimpers as you sobbed. ‘Im gonna die..’ You sniffled a bit too loud. Which cause you to smack your other hand over your face which was even louder than the sniffle. ‘Oh god Im an idiot..’ You closed your eyes which only made more tears fall down your cheeks onto your shaking hands.

“I heard her.” a woman chimed in this time, she sounded really over it.

“Me too.” agreed the bigger man who was called Uvo by the others.

Foot steps approached you and they got louder, and louder. You were shaking uncontrollably. You opened your eyes praying that he wouldn't find you, that everything was going to be okay.. You looked down into your knees as the footsteps kept approaching until they stood right in front of you.

Thats when you finally looked up slowly to see him standing over you with a triumph smile on his face.

“I found her!” He exclaimed as he knelt down closer to your level.

He barely got a sound out of his mouth before you let your hand fall from your face to grab your knees tighter to your chest and cried out “P-please don’t hurt me.. I don’t have any idea what has happen tonight!” “It wasn’t my fault! Really!” His smile left his face and he only stared at you confused as your voice shook as you contained. “I couldn’t get home and i was being s-stupid!” “I didn’t realize I would cause any damage!” “I-I Promise i wont tell anyone about a-anything I saw!”

The amount of sobbing and crying was making it hard to talk. Your breath hitching in between every other word didn’t help either and eventually he interrupted your story that made no sense, with a unexpected, understanding, and sweet voice

“Oh sweetheart it ain’t your fault.” He reached toward you which made you tense. You flinched and covered your face by putting your hands up around it. He grabbed underneath your legs and around your waist and lifted you up with ease.‘How could he even be this strong?’ He held you closer to him with one arm almost like a baby..? He felt warm against you ‘How could he even be this strong?’

When you saw the others were closer than you thought, you covered your face with your hands and kept crying and whimpering. You were scared and afraid, you knew mostly everyone was looking at you which made you feel even worse and embarrassed. You felt ugly whenever you cried. You felt the big man carrying you, start to walk toward the road with the others walking ahead of him.

“Finally. we. can. go. back. to. the. hideout.” A man said quietly with an accent.

“Yeah serious Uvo, what was this all about anyway?” The same woman who spoke earlier argued.

“Shut up Machi,” Uvo jeered back at her. “It doesn’t matter anyway, you guys tell the boss ill be back by tomorrow before 6:00.”

“You aren't coming?” Said another mans voice, this one you haven't heard before.

“No I'm not.” Uvo grunted.

“Fine, whatever. The boss will probably want to have a talk with you about this anyway.” The woman answered.

Your sobbing had slowed down but regardless you were still crying and tense over the situation. Before you knew it Uvo was standing by the two cars you had previously ran away from. You couldn't really tell with yours hands blocking your field of vision, still not brave enough to remove them. You could smell iron in the air and you sure as hell didn’t want to figure out the cause of it. Hearing a cars engine start and after a few more short conversations, with that lady from before through a car window, they drove off and you were left alone with this random man.

“So..” He started “I know you’ve probably have been through a lot tonight hun, but I'm still gonna need you to answer my questions later, alright?”

You quickly mustered up enough courage to give a quick “Mhmm..” as a answer. It was confusing, confusing how nice he was. Although you didn’t get the greatest look at this mans face, his voice and physique was still enough to scare you. His voice was dark, deep and rough. He was extremely tall too, like freakishly tall, and not to mention how he picked you up with ease. His body must be straight muscle since his skin feels hard as a rock. He slowly walked around to the other side of the car as he talked.

“You can take your hands off your face now.” You didn’t want to but didn't protest when he grabbed your wrists and pulled them away from your face.

“See? Ain’t that better for ya, no need to be embarrassed now.” he gruffly yet sweetly said.

You slightly looked down and leaned into his chest more so he couldn't see your face and you sniffled into him. He stopped walking by the passenger side of the damaged car that was left on the side of the road. Just before grabbing your chin to force you look at him.

“Whats your name hun?” he asked you.

‘Should you really tell him your real name?’

“ uh, (y/n).” you mumbled before you really thought it through.

“Im Uvogin, but you can just call me Uvo for short, since i know you ain’t one for words huh.” He said looking down at you while finishing his sentence with a toothy grin.

You meet eyes with him and mumbled yet another “Mhmm.” this time a bit louder with a little more confidence.

This is the first time you had gotten a real look at his face since you weren't dizzy and crying as much and he was, really attractive actually. He had gorgeous golden brown eyes, his hair was dark brown and was wild like a lions mane. He had sideburns and bushy eyebrows, even you weren't one for facial hair yet..

Uvogin had snapped you out of your thought when he started setting you down on the passenger seat of the car.

“How about i get a hotel for the two of us, yeah?” Uvogin decided.

“Ah uh, o-okay!” you dumbly replied, not even listening to what he really said.

Still staring up at him as he leaned in closer toward you and gave you a light kiss on your cheek. Your whole face heated up when he backed away from you.

“We both need to clean up after all.” He chuckled as he took a finger to wipe some blood away from underneath your nose.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, i’ll take care of ya.”

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