Yanderekurapika Stories

I like it, like it I like it, like it I like it, like it ! summary ; the chain coiled around your wrists like a serpent, cold metal biting into your skin as kurapika drew it taut with a measured pull. his eyes ... blood red, watched you without mercy, every twitch of your body calculated, catalogued. he tilted your chin up with a gloved hand, his voice low and deliberate. "struggle, and the chains will tighten. obey, and perhaps I'll be merciful. but understand this-every breath you take belongs to me." cws ; this story contains BDSM/S&M themes including bondage with chains, restraint, breathplay, impact play, edging, degradation, and psychological dominance. features a dom/sub dynamic with kurapika in control, as well as dark romance and possessive undertones. reader discretion is advised.

you (y/n) are a baker age 17. You're a nonbinary gourmet hunter and you use your nen ability in your food. You specialise in healing but your food can also do much more if you get what I mean. One day you're hired as a healer and chef in New York and meet another nonbinary blonde with deep Earl Grey eyes with a deep strawberry colour inside.

━━━━━━━━ SWEET TALKER it was her velvety voice, her beauty that rivalled aphrodite, her suede and calming aura, everything about her enticed her prey ━━━━━━━ HUNTERXHUNTER

Victim to a situation where you travel from one place to another against your will in an anime you don't know of. Things are bound to become a nightmare. (Gon and Killua are aged up)