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Hunter x Hunter —

Chrollo —

You’re still up? -

Uvogin —

Fresh laundry -

Nobunaga —

Bound by dreams -

Dating hcs - 18+

Phinks —

Inclement -

Feitan —

Yandere hcs -

Others —

Make a wish - Leorio x reader - 18+

Authors note: I hope people like the song I recommended 😭, these hcs are my own opinions and thoughts, I can make more if requested.

Divider by: @uzmacchiato

Yandere!Feitan kidnapping you and putting you in a small room within the basement, only coming down to feed you and give you fresh clothes/bedsheets.

Yandere!Feitan stalking you prior to your taking for months without you knowing, even so far as to break into your house and steal clothes and other personal items.

Yandere!Feitan heavy footsteps making creaking noises above you, making your heart race whenever you realize he’s walking towards the basement door.

Yandere!Feitan physically punishing you if there’s signs you attempted to leave the room in the basement, starting from cutting you to peeling off your nails.

Yandere!Feitan only letting you out only if you can prove you’ll behave, however you have to stay by his side the entire time. Should you try to run or fight you’ll stay in the basement for double the time you initially spent.

Yandere!Feitan wanting to have somewhat of a normal relationship with you (even though that might not be possible anymore) so he lets you indulge in your hobbies prior to being taken away.

Yandere!Feitan forcing you to bathe and cuddle with him in an attempt for you to get more comfortable with him, he doesn’t want you to be scared. You just can’t leave.

Yandere!Feitan who likes to listen to your soft breathing as you sleep, also likes to rub you on your arm and cover you up with a blanket.

Yandere!Feitan who would prefer not to keep you down in the basement, but he believes this is for your own good and he’s doing this out of love.

Yandere!Feitan doing acts of service and rubbing your cheek as an act of affection. Maybe if you’re good he’ll let you free roam the house, however all the windows and doors leading outside will be bolted shut.

Contains nsfw, mdni

Authors note: I can’t really find a lot of hcs for Nobu so I had to take it into my own hands 😞 (I loved writing this) All these hcs come from my own opinions and interpretations. So if you find this to be ooc I apologize

Nobunaga is definitely a cuddle bug, he loves to cuddle with you when it’s time for bed or if you guys are laying/sitting together

He loves it when you play with his hair, his hair is so long and silky (he keeps it down more often around you)

Nobunaga loves to kiss you, giving you passionate kisses out of seemingly nowhere. He would hold you by your hips and kiss you, or if your sitting down he’ll use cup your face and gently use his thumb to rub your cheek

About waists.. Nobunaga likes to hug you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder

Aaaand he kisses the top of your head (he sniffs your hair too)

Ass or tits? Nobunaga is most definitely picking ass, he just looks like an ass man. That being said he would softly grab your ass when laying down or whenever he walks past you/ you walk past him

Whenever you two play fight he lets you win sometimes so you gain confidence, just for him to beat you the next time you two play fight

He also loves to challenge you once you start being cocky—the moment you start talking smack about beating him up

Nobunaga is quite protective of you, he isn’t too crazy. He prefers to not have other men try to make small talk with you, flirt, or try to make advances towards you

Nobunaga would plant soft kisses on your neck, he loves to leave behind hickeys, and on your breasts

He would offer to take baths with you, you sitting on his lap in a bubble bath while he gently rubs and massages your body

Nobunaga gets nervous whenever he sees you beautifully dressed up, he’ll get all fidgety and blush. He also stares for longer than usual

That said, he gets flustered whenever you’re more bold or dominant towards him. For example if you randomly sit on his lap and start kissing him on his face and lips, it’s like he doesn’t know whether to put his hands on your waist, hips, or ass. He’s thinking of too many things at once

It’s easy to make this man embarrassed and easy to make him blush

Nobunaga likes to steal bring you necklaces whenever he comes back from a job, he thinks necks and collarbones are attractive. Especially when adorned with beautiful jewelry

When you guys go out to eat he pays for everything, however if you were to get dessert he would want a bite of it as repayment

He finds you to be so funny, constantly smiling around you and he chuckles or busts out laughing at your jokes

He uses your body washes and when you question him about it he smiles and deny it

Nobunaga tends to be softer around you, his tone is quieter and he doesn’t make any rough or sudden movements when he’s with you.

His body language is more relaxed and less stiff when he’s with you

Calls you pet names like baby and princess

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Nobunaga loves to cum on your ass and back when you two are doing doggy

He would always take up the offer to receive a blow job, whether it was in the car or in public. He would take you somewhere private and immediately whip his cock out

Nonetheless he loves cumming down your throat, loves it even more whenever you swallow it

But if you kissed him with a mouthful of his cum he wouldn’t be opposed

Nobunaga loves eating you out, your legs resting on his shoulders as he grips your plush inner thighs to keep them open

His favorite position is him sitting upright with his legs spread as you ride him, he gets to guide you by having his hands on your ass. He also likes when you shove your breasts in his face in that position

Sometimes takes that chance to use you as a cock sleeve

More about that position, he goes crazy if you moan in his ear while you kiss him and mark him up with bites and hickeys

If he creampies you and it starts to leak out he’ll use two fingers to put it back inside

Loves the taste of your pussy, nothing makes him harder than you creaming or squirting in his mouth, when he comes back up he’ll have your cum dripping down his chin

His whole face would be wet, essentially he would be drowning

He likes to hold your hand while in missionary, also likes to moan and groan quietly in your ear

His moans and groans are more breathy and airy and drawn out

His aftercare consists of cleaning you two up and having you rest your head on his chest as he rubs your back

Nobunaga would also get you water, a snack, anything you need. He’ll carry you to the bathroom if you need to use it or if you want to bathe

After sex you two sleep naked together, facing eachother and cuddled up

Unless you two are busy, if you shower together, sometimes he’ll try to finger you

He would press you against the shower wall, your back facing him as your ass is backed up against his cock. He’ll then reach around to the front of you to finger and rub your clit that way

He loves making you feel good

He might cum faster if your whining and moaning “Nobu”

He’ll tell you he loves you whenever you two are sloppy making out

Phinks x reader —

Word count: 900+ — domestic, fluff, rainy day —

Authors note: I had a dream last night that included something like a rainy, cold, windy day with a treehouse and orb weavers. At first I was thinking I should write this about Uvo but I haven’t written Phinks so far so I settled on him. Also oddly enough where I live it started raining.

Heavy sheets of rain hadn’t let up for hours. Thick gray clouds looming above and the heavy patter of water against the windows filled the room. It was that kind of day with Phinks that made you feel rather tired, like the universe wanted you to slow down—just for a moment.

You and Phinks claimed the living room a long time ago. the curtains were pulled back, the lights dim, and an horror movie flickering on the screen in front of you. It wasn’t one of those low budget predicable films either—this one was paranormal and based on a true story. Heart racing suspense, slow camera pans, and jumpscares that made your hair stand up.

Phinks groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. He was sitting down next to you under your shared blanket, legs stretched out, his body warm against yours. He had one arm lazily draped around your shoulders. “Seriously? This shit? Why not put on something with action, or at least something with explosions.”

You rolled your eyes. “And miss the chance to watch you get all jumpy over ghosts?” You pulled the covers up to your neck and shuffled to get more comfortable against him. “No way.”

“I don’t get jumpy,” He mumbled, sinking further into the couch. “I’m not scared of this stuff.” But two scenes in when one of the characters slowly turn the corner the screen went dead silent, You felt Phinks tense up beside you—barely, unfortunately for him you caught it.

You giggled softly and leaned into him, putting your hand on his chest. “I thought you don’t get jumpy.”

“Shut up.” He groaned playfully.

You smiled and rested your head on his side, the coffee table in front of you had a bowl of buttered popcorn with a can of soda for you, and a can of beer for Phinks. His fingers lovingly rubbed your arm every now and then, coming from the arm that was wrapped around your shoulder.

“I think you secretly like these types of movies.” You whispered.

“I’m only watching because you insisted.”

—

When the movie ended, the sound of rain was still there and the thunder was rattling oftentimes. The room felt darker than before, and there was an eerie feeling lingering due to the horror movie. You sat up and stretched your body, “I need something sweet after that, that movie unsettled me.”

Phinks didn’t move from his spot on the couch. “Unsettled you?” He stood up over you and pulled you in for a hug, “You were the one talking smack.”

You leaned into him and inhaled the scent of his warm chest, letting your arms wrap around his waist as your soft hands rub his back. “I never said I wasn’t scared.” you said, swaying side to side with him.

“Real tough act.” He huffed a quiet laugh against your hair.

You smiled and gazed up at him to peck on the cheek before stepping back. “Cmon, let’s make brownies.” You walked towards the kitchen and fish out a box of brownie mix out the pantry. Phinks trailed behind you, “Can’t we make some real food?”

“Nope. You’re helping me bake.” You showed him the instructions and the ingredients on the back of the box. He squinted at the box like it had personally offended him, he muttered something under his breath before walking off to grab a mixing bowl from the cabinet. “I don’t get why we’re making this.” he said, setting the bowl down with a heavy thunk. “I could’ve made us steak or something, y’know, real food.”

You gave him a glare as you emptied out the mix into the bowl and cracked eggs into the mix. “Because baking is cute and fun, and because I said so.”

“Whatever.” He crossed his arms and leaned on the counter beside you. “You’re the boss babe.”

You stirred the mix, smirking at how Phinks lets you boss him around all the time. He normally don’t like being told what to do. However, you get special privileges.

—

Putting on your oven mitts you take out the freshly baked brownies, making sure to close and turn off the oven. After setting them on the counter to cool you return back to Phinks, who is curled up on the couch and watching tv.

You sit down next to him and wrap your arms around his bicep, he puts his hand on your thigh before gazing at you, using his other hand to cup your face, and pull you into a passionate—yet gentle kiss.

You move and wrap both arms around his neck as he moves you onto his lap, you two makeout for a moment before giving him a couple of pecks and pulling back. You’re still catching your breath, gazing up at Phinks you could tell he’s a little riled up as his cheeks are pink and his eyes are glistening.

“Damn.” He chuckles, he moves his hands down to rub your hips. It’s a moment of peace you both enjoyed, a quiet night with just only you and him.

Phinks leans back into the couch, keeping you firmly in his lap. His gaze lingers on you, the look isn’t the usual one—but something softer. He held you close, mumbling something about how warm you were. You smiled because even if he’d never say it out loud.

You knew you were his favorite place to be.

thanks!

Hello and thank you! And while I don’t usually write for characters outside the Phantom Troupe, I most definitely can write for some more if asked. I had to go back and watch one episode of the 1999 version because I was like who is that 😭? Seeing his 2011 version vs his 1999 version I was so confused on why they changed his character from being confident to being nervous. Complete 180. + his appearance.. anywho.

Overboard

Katzo x reader — (1999)

Word count: 1k — Late evening, breezy, teasing —

Authors note: Hope this isn’t too ooc (this man had a couple mins of screen time)

The deck creaked underneath your feet, the breeze in the air brushing across your skin and through your hair as you leaned over the railing. You watched the dark waves churn beneath the ship—it was quiet out there, away from the crowded cabins and the thick, heavy tension below deck.

Of course the silence didn’t last long as you heard a familiar voice behind you. “Hope you’re not planning on throwing yourself in.” You glanced behind you and confirmed who it was.

Katzo. One of the sailors aboard the ship.

“It would be a shame to waste a pretty face.” He shrugged, his voice was unmistakable and smug. “Hi Katzo.” You said in a monotone.

“Hey there.” He slid up beside you, arms resting on the railing. “I figured you’d be below deck instead of up moping up here.” You rolled your eyes. “I came out here to get some air, it feels humid down there.”

“Ah,” he grinned. “Naturally I had to come find you.”

You gave him a sharp side-eye, he was already looking at you with his signature teasing smirk on his face. It’s like he knew he was the most charming asshole on the ship.

“What do you want?” You asked, trying to mask how flattered you felt. “Am I not allowed to enjoy the view?” He cooed, He then turned to and leaned his back against the railing with his arms crossed. “Though, this view is better.”

You scoffed looked away from him, making sure he wouldn’t be able to see the blush creep up on your face. “You’re seriously full of yourself.” The breeze slightly picked up, making your hair flow beautifully around you. Katzo was still watching you with a cocky grin plastered on his face. “You nervous?” He asked.

“Hm?” You raised your brow.

“About the hunter exam.” He chuckled.

“Please,” you rolled your eyes, “I’ll pass without barely lifting a finger.” You hummed while flipping your hair.

“You didn’t answer my question.” Katzo faced towards you and smirked. “I asked if you were nervous.”

Your voice dropped a little, “I’m not stupid, This exams no joke. But i’m not nervous.” You exclaimed. Truth is, you were incredibly nervous. This was big for you, and you didn’t know what to expect—considering the material inside of the Hunter Exam changes every year, it won’t be the same as last year’s exam. So you’re gonna have to brace yourself for whatever is thrown at you.

Katzo stared at you for longer than usual, then let out a low whistle. “Wow.” He said, eyes narrowing slightly. “That was the most obvious lie, and i’ve heard plenty.”

You blinked at him. “Excuse me?”

“Oh, don’t act all confused now.” His usual smirk curling the corner of his mouth. “You got all stiff,” He pointed at you. “And your voice changed.”

He tilted his head. “You’re nervous, just admit it babe.”

You opened your mouth, about to protest, but he cut you off before you could say anything. “I don’t blame you, the Hunter Exam is supposed to be tough.”

You huffed and slightly groaned. Katzo leaned in a little closer to you, gazing at you with amusement. “You’ve got that look again.” He said smoothly. “Like you’re trying to convince me you’re not nervous. It’s cute.”

You stood straight up and glared at him. “Do you ever shut up?”

“Why would I?” He shot back, he’s clearly enjoying himself. “I’m just sayin’ if you’re gonna try to lie to me, at least sell it better.”

You raised your eyebrows at him. “You think you’ve got me all figured out, but really you’re just being annoying.” You crossed your arms.

He laughed and put his hands up in defense. “Woah, relax girl.”

“Maybe I would.” You said, arms still crossed, “If you weren’t constantly trying to pick me apart.”

Katzo cocked his head and gave a huge grin. “You’re just high-strung and pretending not to be.”

You stepped closer to him. “You must love the sound of your own voice.”

Katzo leaned on the railing, looking completely unbothered. “Yeah, but I really like yours too. Especially when you’re mad at me.”

You stared at him, feeling flustered. “You’re insufferable.”

Katzo grinned like he won the lottery. You turned away, trying to focus on the constant roll of waves instead of the heat you felt rising on your face. Katzo didn’t need to say anything else, he knew he was getting under your skin. That was good enough for him.

For a moment, it was a comfortable silence between the two of you. All you heard was the ocean and seagulls singing amongst each other, you glanced over to katzo—he was also staring out into the ocean.

Then, he looked at you. You two held eye contact for a second before you caught a blush and looked away.

You thought, ‘Maybe I was being too harsh’

“You always like this, or just with me?” you asked, voice gentler now.

Katzo raised a brow. “Only with people who are worth the effort.”

You huffed a soft laugh and nudged his arm with your elbow. “So what you’re saying is i’m special?”

He blinked, surprised by the jump to conclusion. “Huh, that sounded like a compliment.”

Your eyes went back to the sea. “But.. thanks. For the support I mean, even though it sounds like you’re antagonizing me.”

He smirked and put his hands in his pocket. “Anytime, princess.”

You shook your head while smiling. Then, you hear footsteps. Katzo was making his way towards to stairs to go below deck, his voice floated back—softer now, but still playful.

“I think you’ll do fine, you’ve got guts behind all that fake calm.”

You looked over your shoulder at him and smiled. “You’ve got an odd way of showing you care.”

He grinned. “Odd’s my kind of thing.”

Then, with a backhanded wave he disappeared below deck. You exhaled slowly, wind brushing across your face. For once your nerves weren’t so heavy in your chest. Maybe he was a pain in the ass, but maybe you liked that about him.

You smiled to yourself, trying to shake the echo of his presence. You were starting to think that he wasn’t so bad after all.

Leorio x Reader — 18+

Word count: 1.2k+ — Smut, playful, spicy —

Authors note: A request made by @princeasimdiya12. Smut one-shot that contains bondage, gagging, and cosplay/roleplay. Mdni. Got to this a little late due to 4th of july.

The room shimmered with golden light, casting beautiful shadows on velvet walls. Palace drapes hung from the high ceiling, and the bed was truly breathtaking. Shaped like a flying carpet that hovers inches above the floor with hidden supports. The air smelt like citrus and incense.

“Okay, this is ridiculous.” Leorio protested, standing firm and his arms are crossed. His buttoned up shirt halfway-unbuttoned, his face turned into a slight hue of red.

You smirked, presenting costumes that look like they belong in Aladdin. You had a mischievous glare in your eye. “C’mon, it matches with the Aladdin hotel theme. Live a little.”

He gave you an odd look before glancing away. “It feels like i’m in some kind’ve cheap stage play.”

“Well..” You purred, strutting closer to Leorio, holding up a dark blue vest embroidered with golden trim and design. “This is my stage play.”

He swallowed hard and was taken aback, the way your eyes undressed him made all the blood rush to his face—and somewhere else. After handing him the vest you turned to slip on your own outfit, sheer harem pants with golden coins adorned around the waistband, a bra that’s heavily embellished and also has gold coins hanging down from it.

When you came back to Leorio, he had changed. Only he had the vest on but shirtless, he had on the pants that went with it that you didn’t grab. He stood awkwardly and flushed.

He looked completely edible tonight.

“You’re a genie tonight.” You giggled, Slowly walking your way up to him. “Can I make a wish?”

“Only one?” He teased, trying to mask how nervous he was.

You put your hands on his chest and looked him in the eye, leaning in you whispered. “I wish to see you tied up and gagged.”

He blinked. “You’re joking.”

You most definitely aren’t.

—

Minutes later after convincing him to be shackled and gagged, Leorio laid on his back on a silk-velvet comforter. His wrists were cuffed in soft leather to the bed frame behind him. You adjusted the silk gag around his mouth, tying it at the back of his head. He tugged his wrists, testing the bindings a few times.

He looked up at you, by now you had climbed on top of him. “How are you feeling?” You asked, gently rubbing his chest.

“Mmph.. guh’d” His groaned. You rocked against him slowly, teasing and grinding on him enough to feel him get hard beneath you. His breathing was audible and his eyes followed you through every movement. You leaned down to kiss along his chest up to his throat, letting your fingers gently ghost his skin.

His cheeks were flushed and he was breathing even heavier now, he was vibrating in sexual frustration and raw need. You leaned back up and looked at him, drool spilling over the sides of his mouth. “Trying to tell me it feels good?”

Leorio tugged at the shackles again, his chest rising and falling faster and faster. You reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, it falls off your body and you toss it across the room. You start kissing his chest and hips rolling against him again, “You look like you’re about to burst.”

He gave a muffled grunt, his fists were clenched and you could hear an incoherent mumbling underneath the gag.

“Mmm… pleezz..” He whined, he was begging.

Your hands slid down his chest and your nails gently scratched him, he twitched through every bit of it. “I could ride you all night.” you cooed, you decided to take off the rest of your clothes.

You’re completely naked in front of him, his eyes wandered all over your bare body, from your thighs to your breasts. You left a wet spot on him from how sopping you are, gently pulled back his pants and his cock sprung out and almost hit his stomach.

There was a tiny bead of pre-cum at the top of his head. You used your thumb and smeared it around, you could hear Leorios strained gasps and quiet exhales.

Gripping the shaft of his cock in your hand and lifting yourself up, slowly sitting down to get used to his size. You gave out a slight moan to the feeling as it fits so perfectly inside of you.

“Ahh—fuhhck…” He groans loudly, a sheen of sweat started to cover his body by now.

He starts to thrust his hips up to met yours, he was desperate for more.

You plant your hands on his chest and start to rock your hips on him, “Mmm.” He groans. After a second you both start to pick up a rhythm. Your face and body starts to get hot. Every thrust makes you cry out, you want to eat this man alive. Struggling to keep yourself propped up against Leorio, You look up at him with your fucked out face.

Upon glancing at him you seen his head was tipped back into the comforter and his arms were tensed like he was ready to get out of the shackles holding him back.

You started to feel your stomach warm up and feel tighter, you knew you were close. You quickly pick up the pace and rode him erratically while gasping and moaning even louder, your clit rubbing against him. Leorio’s movement got more choppy, wild, and fast. His pace got faster.

He’s getting closer, and so are you.

“Dnn’t.. stp.. nnmph…!” He yelled.

“It feels.. so good.” You sighed, you bounced on him harder and your stomach started coiling up. You cry out, digging your nails into Leorio and clenching your teeth. You roughly bounced on him a few more times before that coil in your stomach snaps, you let out the loudest cry ever while feeling sudden warmth and fullness inside of you.

You hear Leorio groan, you then knew he finished around the same time as you had. You slip off of his cock and lay on his chest, his breathing is heavy and you let out shaky exhales and you tremble from the experience.

Moments pass and you rise up to release him from his bonds and his gag, tossing it off the bed. He swipes all the drool off his face and he lays back down facing you. You’re both far too exhausted to speak and all you two want to do is go to bed. Leorio is close enough to where you could feel his body heat radiating out from him.

Your eyelids feel heavy and Leorio pulls you closer to cuddle. His warmth lulling you into a deep, peaceful sleep against his chest.

The steady rhythm of his heartbeat is the last thing you remember before sleep takes you both.

Nobunaga x Reader —

Word count: 800+ — Soulmate au, shared dreams, fluff —

Authors note: I wanted to do soulmate au writing and nobu is the perfect guy. I will probably do more after this one in the future

You share dreams with your soulmate.

You started dreaming about him when you were in your late teens. He didn’t say anything and neither did you, he just lingered nearby. His arms were sometimes crossed, sword resting on his side. Looking at him you could tell he wasn’t a threat.. although he wasn’t exactly harmless either. His presence felt like he was someone who wasn’t used to things like this.

He never spoke nor asked you for your name, but the dreams kept coming. At first you thought it was just any other dream you had, it felt random. You’d be in a grassy plains aimlessly looking around, it was night time and you could see the galaxies. He’d be there too, calm and gazing at you from afar.

After years of having the same dream with the same man, one night he spoke. “What’s your deal?” When he talked you were caught off guard, it was totally unexpected. You blinked. “…Excuse me?” He now had this concerned look on his face. “You’re always here, same place, and you never talk.”

“You never say anything at all.. you’re always staring at me.”

He paused and raised one brow. “Fair.”

Over time, you got used to seeing the man in your dream. The dream became more frequent and longer the more you two talked to each other. Very rarely would the setting change, a dense forest, or by a river, he was always there. Sometimes you’d sit in silence and other times you two would engage in a short conversation.

His way of showing interest was odd in your opinion, it didn’t take long for either of you to realize you guys are soulmates. He wasn’t flirty or romantic, he would crack little jokes every now and then and casually throw out random questions. Your reaction, body language, the faces you made, and replies—he payed attention to.

You started to look forward to going to sleep, seeing your soulmate felt like weight was lifted off your shoulders. The world felt less heavy with him around, even if it was all a dream. One night, you finally asked:

“What’s your name?.”

He gazed over at you. The two of you were resting side by side on a rooftop, the city was illuminated with beautiful lights below like twinkling stars. “Nobunaga.” He said in a quiet—yet soft tone. You smiled at him. “My names Y/n.” He smiled back at you. Seeing your gentle smile made his face turn into a faint shade of pink. “You can call me whatever you want.”

“Alright, Nobu.” You giggled.

He turned off to the side, lightly scoffing. “Don’t say it like that.” You tilted your head. “Like what?”

He scratched the back of his neck. “Like you know me.”

You gave him a confused look, judging by his tone you could tell he’s flustered. “Well, we are soulmates aren’t we?” You gave him a small smile. “We’ve met in our dreams almost every night for years.”

He shrugged. “Still feels different when you say it.”

A silence fell in between you two, it felt like he had more to say but chose not to speak. Maybe he didn’t want to feel soft saying them. Quietly, he added. “Not bad, though.”

You blinked. “Whats not bad?.”

“The way you say my name.”

Your face warmed and you looked down in your lap, Nobunaga immediately looked away and muttered. “Don’t be weird about it.”

“I wasn’t going to.”

Looking back at you he cut you a sideways glance. “You were, I could tell.”

You let out a quiet laugh and nudged his arm with your elbow, teasing him. “You’re so bad at giving compliments.”

He smirked playfully. “Yeah, well. You’re kinda in my head.”

You gave Nobunaga a warm smile. “Same.” Your chest fluttered. “It’s not easy to shake you after all this time.”

He huffed a quiet laugh through his nose, arms resting on his knees. “Don’t bother trying. I’m not going anywhere.”

The wind picked up around you making your hair flow. You didn’t speak again for a while, you two just sitting next to each other close. The silence was its own kind of understanding. And then, for the first time he reached over to you. He wasn’t dramatic or nervous, he was steady.

His hand brushed yours, fingers interlocking with one another’s. Nobunaga holding your hand felt like the most natural thing in the world. everything felt right.

“You okay?” he asked.

You turned and admired him. “Yeah, I’m okay.” Your voice was airy and light.

His gaze turned back on the view and gave a small nod. You noticed his thumb beginning to gently rub atop your hand—slow, kind, and careful. Neither of you said anything else, You two didn’t need to.

The dream held—it didn’t fade. Wrapped in silence and city lights.

It’s so sweet. The way he stays.

Uvogin x Reader —

Word count: 800+ — Fluff, slice of life, —

Authors note: I love the idea of Uvo who is settled down/ domesticated with one woman. He still is who he is and ya know phantom troupe and allat but on the inside he’s a giant teddy bear

The house was quiet apart from the low humming of the dryer and the sound of the shower running in the background. You were in the small laundry room waiting till the time on the dryer ends so you can collect the fresh clothes. The bathroom door opened wide and a huge waft of warm steam spilled out.

Uvogin stepped out with a towel around his waist and another towel hung on the back of his neck. You glanced up at him. “Shower good?” He softly grunted in a content way that you understood he was basically saying yeah, it was nice. He stood behind you and watched as you put the laundry basket on the floor as the time on the dryer was about to go off.

“You need help?” He asked, his voice was low and calm. You turned around to look up at him. “You want to fold some of these shirts?” He smirked at you, his hair was dripping wet and there was tiny droplets of water on the floor beneath him. “I can try.” Just then the timer ended and the dryer slowed its spinning until it stopped, you opened up the door and grabbed a random shirt out which was sure to be yours because of how small it is compared to Uvogin’s clothes. You handed him your shirt, he gently grabbed it and he looked at it awkwardly.

“You fold it like this, right?” He had done it completely wrong.

You giggled. “No Uvo, but thank you for trying.”

You reached up to grab the shirt to show him how to fold it properly, slowly you fold it into a neat square. He watched and nodded slightly, you get him a new shirt which was his and you hand it to him. He mimicked what you just did and to your surprise it was precise and almost perfect. Uvogin folding laundry is something you would’ve thought you’d never witness, you’re the one who usually does all the laundry while he does other household tasks.

You finished up the rest of the clothes and piled them neatly into the basket, You walked past Uvogin and into the living room where you set down the basket onto the couch. He followed you and leaned down to give you a kiss on your cheek.

“What’s for lunch?” He asked, crossing his arms and motioning over to the kitchen. You sat down on the couch next to the basket and paused. “I was thinking about ordering something… or maybe I could cook.”

He put one of his hands on his hip and the other rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t mind either way. But your food’s better.”

You looked at him and smiled softly. “Are you trying to gas me up so I can make the stir-fry?”

“Maybe.”

You sighed and stood up, walking towards the kitchen you opened the fridge. “You better start folding the rest of our clothes then.” He chuckled. “Hey! I folded one shirt—what more do you want from me?” You laughed and took out a bag of frozen vegetables from the fridge, the chilled air from inside pouring out. “Guess i’m cooking.” you shrugged while putting the vegetables on the counter next to you.

Behind you, you could hear Uvogins heavy steps walking in the kitchen. He was leaning against the island and his arms were crossed, no towel—just sweatpants and he was barefoot. Uvo had this soft look on his face. “You sure you don’t want to order?” He asked but not really expecting you to change your answer.

You looked over your shoulder, closing the fridge. “You just don’t want to wait for me to cook.”

He shrugged with a content smile. “I’m a hungry man.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to take out a pot from the base cabinet. “You’ll be fine. It’s not like i’m making thanksgiving dinner.”

He stepped up behind you peering over you. Thinking that he might help—however, that was rare. “So.. what’re you making?”

“Well, stir-fry. I want to make rice with it also.”

“Sounds good.” He stood behind you and watched you as you turned the stove on, Uvogin was close and his body was brushing yours. “You want me to get the pressure cooker? I can help with the rice.” he asked, breaking the comfortable silence between y’all. You thought long and hard for a second. “You can help as long as you don’t blow us up.” You playfully giggled.

“No promises.” He said grinning and pulling out the pressure cooker to make the rice. “I’ll try real hard.” You laughed under your breath, handing him a bag of jasmine rice. He poured it in the cooker and dumped some water into it as well. You two stood side by side, one making rice and the other cooking vegetables in an easy silence.

Just a beautiful kitchen, good food, and enjoying each other’s presence. Just like that the day settled into something simple.

You wouldn’t trade moments like these with Uvogin for anything.

Chrollo x Reader —

Word count: 700+ — Soft romance, fluff —

authors note: This is my first writing! I’ve been wanting to write fan fiction for some time now.. any constructive criticism is appreciated! (I hope this isn’t ooc)

Unlocking the front door to your shared apartment with your boyfriend Chrollo, walking in you softy close the door and made sure to lock it behind you. You slip off your heels and your feet are left sore, you did have them on for quite a while. The apartment was quiet and the air felt still and colder than you expected. The silence led you to believe that he had already gone to bed.

You didn’t blame him considering how late it was… It was way past midnight and you stayed out longer with your friends than anticipated. You felt this longing to see Chrollo, you missed him so much while you were out having fun and eating dessert. Your heart ached missing him even though he was only a few rooms away.

Steadily making your way through your apartment you headed towards the bedroom, you planned on washing your hair, body, and slipping on comfortable pajamas. There was a dim-warm-light peeking through that you noticed, you turned the corner.

There he was.

Chrollo was comfortably curled up in the corner of the couch, he was wearing the black fluffy robe you had gotten him a while back. His hair was down and framing his face beautifully. An open book was resting on one knee as he was quietly flipping through the pages. The moment you turned the corner he looked up at you with his stunning soft grey eyes.

“I was wondering when you would be coming back.” He said quietly, his voice smooth and charming.

A smile planted on your face. “We had stayed out longer than planned… sorry I didn’t text you.”

Looking up at you with a slight smile he closed his book halfway, making sure not to lose the page he was on. “no worries, I just missed you. Did you enjoy spending time with your friends?”

“I missed you too, and yes I did have a lot of fun, we went out to eat at this gorgeous restaurant.” you said while slowly making your way to the spot on the couch where he was relaxing at.

He fully closed his book and set it aside on the night stand next to the arm of the couch, opening his arms for you to lay in.

“I’m glad you had fun.” he said while you climb into his arms and on his lap, wrapping around him. He was warm. You hummed in response and hid your face in his chest, you took a quiet deep breath inhaling his scent, he smelled like vanilla.. you guessed he recently used the body wash you bought him.

Chrollo lovingly rubs along your back with one hand, the other one settling down by your side holding you close to him. “next time try not to stay away for too long.” He said while resting his head on top of yours. You tilted your head to look up at him and stole a quick glance at his lips before making eye contact.

You smiled softly at him. “I’ll try.”

Chrollo looked deep into your eyes with a small smile, it felt like he was staring deep in your soul, you put your hand on his cheek and gazed at him before he moved to give you a deep kiss, telling you that he truly did miss you. Your chest fluttered and you developed a slight blush on your face. You could feel his heart rate ever so slightly rising. After you both pulled away you put your head back to his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. You felt safe with him like nothing could ever touch you as long as he’s holding you.

“I thought you would’ve been asleep already when I got home.” You said in a quiet tone.

“I didn’t want to get in bed without you.” he replied, speaking quieter.

You yawned and your eyes started to get watery from how tired you are. You rub your eyes and place your hands on Chrollo’s chest.

He noticed you must be tired. He looked down at your face and left a kiss on your forehead. “How about I run you a shower and we can go to bed?” He suggested in a soft velvety tone.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”