It's fanfiction it doesn't have to be perfect it doesn't have to be accurate this is a hobby you're doing this for fun it's okay if it isn't perfect and polished you're doing it for fun [talking to myself in the mirror]
Been wondering if I should ever post my own stories or not. And I have no idea where to post them. I really love the characters I make and I love seeing them drawn by artists, they bring them to life. Like him for example.
ー ♡꒱・！Tags : no warnings, gender-neutral reader, fluff, established relationship, oneshot
Pairings [Feitan Portor x gn reader]
ー ♡꒱・！Summary: It's summer, Feitan visited you with a small surprise. He got you watermelon and some sweet ice cream for the very hot day.
You were sitting on your couch, sweating and feeling very miserable in the hot summer weather. You were bored and hungry. Suddenly, there was a knock on your door.
"Come in," you called out, wondering who could be visiting you on such a hot day.
Feitan walked in, carrying a plastic bag in one hand and a cooler in the other. "I have a surprise for you," he said, grinning mischievously.
"What kind of surprise?" you asked, curious.
Feitan set down the cooler and opened it, revealing a cold, juicy watermelon. "Thought we could cool down with some sweet watermelon," he said, grinning.
You couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness. "That's a great idea," you said. "I love watermelons!"
Feitan pulled out a knife and expertly sliced the watermelon into bite-sized pieces, handing you a plate and taking one for himself. You both savored the juicy sweetness of the fruit, feeling refreshed and energized. "Knew you like it so I bought one, only for you," he said.
But that wasn't all Feitan had in store for you. He pulled out a second bag from the one he was carrying, revealing a selection of your favorite ice cream flavors. "Thought we could have some ice cream too," he said, grinning.
You took a spoonful of your favorite flavor, feeling the coldness of the ice cream contrast with the heat of the day. Feitan sat down next to you on the couch, taking a spoonful of his own ice cream. You both sat in comfortable silence, enjoying the cool treats and each other's company.
When you finished, Feitan took care of cleaning up, making sure to put everything away in the cooler so that it would stay cold. You couldn't help but admire his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.
As he was getting ready to leave, Feitan leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. "Had a great time," he said. "Hope we can do this again soon."
You smiled, feeling grateful for Feitan taking care of you. "Thank you for everything," you said.
Feitan grinned, looking pleased. "Anything for you." He walked out the door, leaving you feeling happy and refreshed on a hot summer day.
ー ♡꒱・！Summary！ : Postwar! Levi opens a tea shop in Marley and meets a young Marleyan customer. They become regulars, and after spending time together, Levi asks them out on a date.
Levi Ackerman had always been known for his stoic and serious demeanor, even after the war ended. But after years of fighting, he realized that he needed to find a new purpose in life.
The war was finally over and he decided to start a new life. He had always been fond of tea, so he opened a small tea shop in the heart of Marley. The tea shop quickly became popular among the locals, and Levi was pleased with the success of his new venture.
One day, a young Marleyan, you, walked into his shop. You had bright eyes and a contagious smile that made Levi's heart skip a beat. "Can I help you?" he asked, trying to keep his composure.
"I heard this was the best tea shop in town," you replied, scanning the menu. "What do you recommend?"
Levi suggested his personal favorite, a blend of jasmine and green tea that he had perfected over the years. You took a sip and closed your eyes in delight. "This is amazing," you said. "You really know your tea."
Levi felt a sense of pride wash over him. He had dedicated his life to fighting Titans, but he had never felt as fulfilled as he did now, making tea for his customers.
As the days went by, you became a regular at the shop. You would come in after work, order your favorite tea, and chat with Levi about anything and everything. Levi found himself looking forward to your visits, eager to hear about your day and make you laugh.
One day, you found a book in an old library, it was a book from Paradis Island so you asked Levi to read it for you. He was hesitant at first, but you insisted, and soon you were both lost in the story of the book.
As the evening wore on, Levi found himself feeling more relaxed than he had in years. He couldn't remember the last time he had laughed so much. When you finally left, he realized that he had never asked for your name.
The next day, you walked into the shop with a mischievous grin on your face. "You never asked me my name," you said, teasingly.
Levi felt a warmth spread through his chest. "I'm sorry," he replied. "I guess I was too busy making tea for the prettiest customer in town."
You blushed, and Levi felt a surge of courage. "Would you like to go out with me sometime?" he asked.
Your smile widened. "I thought you'd never ask," you said.
ー ♡꒱・！Summary！ : A famous midfielder and a famous artist met at a charity event. Their paths crossed as they both approached a striking art exhibit displayed for the event. Sae, feeling somewhat bored at the event, found himself entranced by the artwork. It was there that he noticed you, who was also taking in the stunning pieces. Your eyes briefly met, and you offered a warm smile.
In the heart of Barcelona, a lavish charity gala was taking place under the night sky. Sae Itoshi, the charismatic pro soccer player, enjoyed a rare evening off from his grueling training schedule and was invited as a guest of honor to this elegant event.
Meanwhile, you, the internet celebrity and artist, were in Spain for an art exhibition. With thousands of followers, you were known for your stunning and beautiful paintings, which had earned you an invitation to this charity event while in Barcelona.
As the gala unfolded, the glittering lights and the exquisite ambiance set the stage for a serendipitous encounter. Sae, donned in his impeccable black suit, stood near the entrance, observing the crowd with curiosity and perhaps a touch of nervousness. On the other side of the room, you, dressed in a breathtaking evening gown, were introducing yourself to fellow charity supporters.
Your paths crossed as you both approached a striking art exhibit displayed for the event. Sae, feeling somewhat bored at the event, found himself entranced by the artwork. It was there that he noticed you, who was also taking in the stunning pieces. Your eyes briefly met, and you offered a warm smile.
Sae, known for his occasional arrogance and bluntness, wouldn't typically initiate contact if someone caught his eye. However, you decided to approach him, wearing that captivating smile of yours, which, as Sae knew, had the power to melt the ice within any man's heart. But it seemed Sae was an exception. He did, however, admire the way the fabric of your dress highlighted your figure and the captivating colors that adorned it. Sae cleared his throat.
"Good evening, Itoshi Sae, the famous Japanese midfielder, are you?" you asked, your tone tinged with excitement.
Your voice carried a hint of starstruck awe, and Sae was well accustomed to admirers, but your genuine interest intrigued him. Sae stared at you. He didn't say anything, but his look implied an "..of course, who else?"
You were taken aback by his rudeness. "My name is Y/N, and my friend is a huge fan of yours," you said, extending your hand for a handshake.
Sae was slightly surprised by your forwardness. Most of the girls who approached him for autographs or pictures seemed like nervous wrecks. Yet, here stood a confident, striking lady who introduced herself without hesitation. Sae slowly took your hand and gave it a gentle shake, his signature serious expression as he studied you from head to toe.
You turned your attention back to the artworks in the display and asked, "Are you here to check out the art displayed here?"
Sae finally spoke. "Yeah, I am. I hadn't planned on being here tonight since I usually like to rest on my off days."
He was being his usual blunt self, but you were aware of that. Sae's serious demeanor only seemed to intensify.
Sae locked eyes with you, and his curiosity was piqued for a moment. It felt as though there was a connection as you both gazed at the painting that resembled blood. Sae could've sworn he saw something in your eyes for a brief instant.
Then, he spoke again, his voice carrying a touch of sincerity, which was quite surprising coming from him. It was as if he was the one trying to impress you, caught off guard for a moment. "Do your eyes appreciate dark and violent subjects?"
He was genuinely interested in your response.
"I do," you replied.
Sae's attention was now completely fixated on you. "I do as well. Maybe that's why I enjoyed this particular image so much."
His usual serious tone softened slightly as he spoke. It felt like you were having a conversation, and it was strangely pleasant. Sae felt a bit nervous yet intrigued by the mysterious you. He wondered why he was this interested. He couldn't quite understand why he was so captivated.
Your enthusiasm caught his attention, and you quickly turned to him. "Really? You like this piece? Why????"
Sae's interest grew even more when he saw your excitement. He wondered why he desired to see you smile. He had never felt this way before. Your smile seemed like the most beautiful thing in the room, and it suddenly felt warmer.
Sae continued to gaze at you, waiting for you to speak again. He actually wanted you to talk more, to learn more about you.
"I am the artist of this piece," you answered.
Sae felt both shocked and excited. You were the artist behind this captivating artwork that had grabbed his attention. He couldn't take his eyes off you.
You pointed to the corner of the painting. "It says my name."
Sae felt even more foolish now. He hadn't bothered to look at the name of the artist, completely captivated by your beauty and energy.
"I just didn't see it before… This is the best piece here," he admitted, finally taking his eyes off you for a moment to check the artist's name - "Y/N."
Then Sae locked his eyes onto you again.
"Thank you!" you replied genuinely.
Sae noticed your genuine gratitude, and it was another beautiful sight to him. He didn't know what else to say, but he wanted to continue the conversation with you. He was eager to speak with you more.
In his usual blunt tone, Sae inquired, "Do you plan on creating more artwork like this?"
You considered for a moment. "Hmm, maybe… it depends. I made this to support the charity. It will be up for auction later."
Sae's interest immediately peaked when he heard about the upcoming auction. He now had the perfect excuse to spend more time with you, who was steadily capturing his heart, as his interest shifted from the artwork alone to you and your creations.
Sae, in his calm and straightforward manner, said, "How can I make sure that I get this piece?"
You chuckled, a bright and happy expression on your face.
Sae's interest in you grew even more as he saw your smile. He found himself wondering why he wanted to see you smile so badly, a feeling he had never experienced before. Your smile seemed to be the most captivating thing, and the room grew warmer.
Sae still couldn't take his eyes off you, waiting for you to speak again. He truly desired more of you.
"Bid the highest , I guess." you replied.
So, he spoke again, his usual cold tone present. "In that case, I'm going to bid the highest."
As you said your farewells and began to walk towards the main hall of the gala, where the auction would take place, Sae couldn't help but notice you. You were truly something, and he had a plan in mind.
Sae made his decision, and his plan was clear: he would secure that art piece.
ー ♡꒱・！Summary！ : A famous midfielder and a famous artist met at a charity event. Their paths crossed as they both approached a striking art exhibit displayed for the event. Sae, feeling somewhat bored at the event, found himself entranced by the artwork. It was there that he noticed you, who was also taking in the stunning pieces. Your eyes briefly met, and you offered a warm smile.
In the heart of Barcelona, a lavish charity gala was taking place under the night sky. Sae Itoshi, the charismatic pro soccer player, enjoyed a rare evening off from his grueling training schedule and was invited as a guest of honor to this elegant event.
Meanwhile, you, the internet celebrity and artist, were in Spain for an art exhibition. With thousands of followers, you were known for your stunning and beautiful paintings, which had earned you an invitation to this charity event while in Barcelona.
As the gala unfolded, the glittering lights and the exquisite ambiance set the stage for a serendipitous encounter. Sae, donned in his impeccable black suit, stood near the entrance, observing the crowd with curiosity and perhaps a touch of nervousness. On the other side of the room, you, dressed in a breathtaking evening gown, were introducing yourself to fellow charity supporters.
Your paths crossed as you both approached a striking art exhibit displayed for the event. Sae, feeling somewhat bored at the event, found himself entranced by the artwork. It was there that he noticed you, who was also taking in the stunning pieces. Your eyes briefly met, and you offered a warm smile.
Sae, known for his occasional arrogance and bluntness, wouldn't typically initiate contact if someone caught his eye. However, you decided to approach him, wearing that captivating smile of yours, which, as Sae knew, had the power to melt the ice within any man's heart. But it seemed Sae was an exception. He did, however, admire the way the fabric of your dress highlighted your figure and the captivating colors that adorned it. Sae cleared his throat.
"Good evening, Itoshi Sae, the famous Japanese midfielder, are you?" you asked, your tone tinged with excitement.
Your voice carried a hint of starstruck awe, and Sae was well accustomed to admirers, but your genuine interest intrigued him. Sae stared at you. He didn't say anything, but his look implied an "..of course, who else?"
You were taken aback by his rudeness. "My name is Y/N, and my friend is a huge fan of yours," you said, extending your hand for a handshake.
Sae was slightly surprised by your forwardness. Most of the girls who approached him for autographs or pictures seemed like nervous wrecks. Yet, here stood a confident, striking lady who introduced herself without hesitation. Sae slowly took your hand and gave it a gentle shake, his signature serious expression as he studied you from head to toe.
You turned your attention back to the artworks in the display and asked, "Are you here to check out the art displayed here?"
Sae finally spoke. "Yeah, I am. I hadn't planned on being here tonight since I usually like to rest on my off days."
He was being his usual blunt self, but you were aware of that. Sae's serious demeanor only seemed to intensify.
Sae locked eyes with you, and his curiosity was piqued for a moment. It felt as though there was a connection as you both gazed at the painting that resembled blood. Sae could've sworn he saw something in your eyes for a brief instant.
Then, he spoke again, his voice carrying a touch of sincerity, which was quite surprising coming from him. It was as if he was the one trying to impress you, caught off guard for a moment. "Do your eyes appreciate dark and violent subjects?"
He was genuinely interested in your response.
"I do," you replied.
Sae's attention was now completely fixated on you. "I do as well. Maybe that's why I enjoyed this particular image so much."
His usual serious tone softened slightly as he spoke. It felt like you were having a conversation, and it was strangely pleasant. Sae felt a bit nervous yet intrigued by the mysterious you. He wondered why he was this interested. He couldn't quite understand why he was so captivated.
Your enthusiasm caught his attention, and you quickly turned to him. "Really? You like this piece? Why????"
Sae's interest grew even more when he saw your excitement. He wondered why he desired to see you smile. He had never felt this way before. Your smile seemed like the most beautiful thing in the room, and it suddenly felt warmer.
Sae continued to gaze at you, waiting for you to speak again. He actually wanted you to talk more, to learn more about you.
"I am the artist of this piece," you answered.
Sae felt both shocked and excited. You were the artist behind this captivating artwork that had grabbed his attention. He couldn't take his eyes off you.
You pointed to the corner of the painting. "It says my name."
Sae felt even more foolish now. He hadn't bothered to look at the name of the artist, completely captivated by your beauty and energy.
"I just didn't see it before… This is the best piece here," he admitted, finally taking his eyes off you for a moment to check the artist's name - "Y/N."
Then Sae locked his eyes onto you again.
"Thank you!" you replied genuinely.
Sae noticed your genuine gratitude, and it was another beautiful sight to him. He didn't know what else to say, but he wanted to continue the conversation with you. He was eager to speak with you more.
In his usual blunt tone, Sae inquired, "Do you plan on creating more artwork like this?"
You considered for a moment. "Hmm, maybe… it depends. I made this to support the charity. It will be up for auction later."
Sae's interest immediately peaked when he heard about the upcoming auction. He now had the perfect excuse to spend more time with you, who was steadily capturing his heart, as his interest shifted from the artwork alone to you and your creations.
Sae, in his calm and straightforward manner, said, "How can I make sure that I get this piece?"
You chuckled, a bright and happy expression on your face.
Sae's interest in you grew even more as he saw your smile. He found himself wondering why he wanted to see you smile so badly, a feeling he had never experienced before. Your smile seemed to be the most captivating thing, and the room grew warmer.
Sae still couldn't take his eyes off you, waiting for you to speak again. He truly desired more of you.
"Bid the highest , I guess." you replied.
So, he spoke again, his usual cold tone present. "In that case, I'm going to bid the highest."
As you said your farewells and began to walk towards the main hall of the gala, where the auction would take place, Sae couldn't help but notice you. You were truly something, and he had a plan in mind.
Sae made his decision, and his plan was clear: he would secure that art piece.
ー ♡꒱・！Summary！: When Psyche wakes up in Meteor City with no memories of her past, she has no choice but to fend for herself. Feitan, a member of the infamous Phantom Troupe, is also in the city, searching for his own sense of purpose when he had found Psyche. Together, they must navigate the treacherous world of Meteor City, filled with drugs, violence, murder, and other criminal activities. As they face adversity and danger at every turn, their bond grows stronger, and they become an unstoppable duo. Their journey will be filled with danger at every turn, and they will have to fight tooth and nail to survive. As they become more deeply involved with the Phantom Troupe, they will be drawn into a world of intrigue and betrayal, where trust is a rare commodity. This story takes you on a journey through the dark side of human nature, where the line between good and evil is blurred.
ー ♡꒱・！Tags！: Feitan Portor, Original Character, Violence, Mature Themes, Drugs, Violence, Murder, Criminal Activities. Reader discretion is advised.
Pairing [ Feitan Portor x Original Character ]
ー ♡꒱・！Warning！: The story is intended for a mature audience and is not suitable for younger readers. Please proceed with caution.
[I do not own Feitan Portor and the rest of the Hunter x Hunter characters, Yoshihiro Togashi does. I own Psyche and the other new characters that will appear on the story]
[This will not follow the whole canon story of Hunter x Hunter]
