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“We have to leave, now,” Will said through clenched teeth, flexing his fists that were now clammy for reasons unrelated to the sweltering climate. “Forget the Botticelli, forget the piano, I want to go.”
Hannibal noted the shadow that had crossed Will’s face and his brow furrowed in a hint of displeasure. “Careful, Will,” he murmured. “That savors strongly of bitterness.”
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A brief moment of Will and Hannibal in Miami on their way to Cuba.
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Jack’s crooked smile widens impossibly, stretching his whole face. His hands flutter now around Bruce’s throat and his fingers are tapping, scuttling, like spiders or butterflies or maybe they dance with the beat of Bruce’s throbbing heart, maybe that’s what Jack was dancing to all along, wrapped around tight and pressing in.
“I think we’re on the brink of something big,” Jack is whispering now. He presses his cheek to Bruce’s and it’s heartbreakingly warm. He’s talking so faint and fast that Bruce needs to strain to hear him. “I think we’re close,” Jack continues, “Something’s gonna crack wide open soon."
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It’s just sex, Kurapika tells himself. It doesn’t mean anything. It could never mean anything.
Except after both of them have finished, Chrollo rests his forehead against Kurapika’s to catch his breath. Then he reaches up, and his fingers brush Kurapika’s sweaty bangs from his face with something far too much like tenderness.
It was just supposed to be sex. Kurapika doesn’t know when feelings became involved, but now it's too late for either of them to stop.
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23 Jul 2026
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the map of my heart (the landscape after cruelty) by lovingthieves
Fandoms: Hunter X Hunter
09 Sep 2024
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"I know the worth of my own eyes, Lucilfer. Why do you think I hide them?"
Chrollo steps back. Or tries to, but Kurapika's hands have snapped up to curl around the lapels of his jacket. White-knuckled, holding him in place.
"Don't preach to me about what my own eyes are worth," Kurapika tells him. "You made me the last living member of an extinct bloodline. You have no idea what it's cost me."
Five times Chrollo told Kurapika his eyes were beautiful, and one time he didn't.
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22 Jul 2026
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For obvious reasons Chrollo doesn’t see the appeal of the Scarlet Eyes when they first come across the Kurta clan.
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- Part 12 of Noncontober 2021
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21 Jul 2026
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Chrollo excels at being cruel with kindness.
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- Part 2 of not the healthiest way to cope
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21 Jul 2026
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Kuroro wants to take him, breathe him in. He wants to burrow under his skin and live at his lips, tucked away behind his teeth. He wants and wants and needs.
Fuck. The damned nen-exorcist may have had a point.
Kurapika’s eyes flicker towards him, then, and the dull burning in Kuroro’s gut flares. The crease between Kurapika’s eyebrows deepens, but that’s the only sign that he recognizes Kuroro at all before he turns away from him completely.
“Be still, my heart,” Kuroro murmurs sourly to himself and yet he cannot look away.
(In which Kuroro must endure the side-effects of his nen exorcism. Alternatively, Kuroro is forced to have feelings and absolutely cannot handle it.)
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