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[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Bloody Knuckles And Bleeding Hearts

MASTERLIST

RULES AND REQUESTS

Fandoms I write for:

Anime/manga

One Piece

My Hero Acadamia

Sk8: The Infinity

Hunter x Hunter

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Shows

The Vampire Diaries (The Originals too)

Supernatural

Gotham

Umbrella Academy

Shadow And Bone

Lockwood and Co.

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

The Hard Way

Warnings: stalking, mentions of noncon, mentions of forced pregnancy, etc.

“Is there a problem here? I’ve been watching you follow me around for the past few days, and I’m this close to kicking your ass for it.” I spun around to confront the purple-haired male. “I mean really, you keep threatening anybody I try to meet up with, and it’s embarrassing for you honestly. Could you actually be more fucking insecure if you tried? Jesus!”

“You don’t need to meet anybody else, I’m right here, Y/N.” The man smiled. It was meant to be comforting, but it just fuelled my rage. “Now, are you done?”

“Fuck no, I’m just getting started! You follow me around like some kind of fucking drone, only to- can I fucking help you?” I snapped at the two men who had stopped walking to stare at me.

“You sure did pick a feisty one, Melone.” One of the men smirked.

My stomach dropped.

“Sexy, too.” The other one looked me up and down and licked his lips. “You gonna share?”

“Ah… shit.” I chuckled nervously to myself, speaking through gritted teeth mostly to myself. “As if one creepy psycho wasn’t enough, now there’s another.”

“I could never pass her around like that,” Melone approached me, “that’s no way to treat the future mother of my children.”

“If you think I’ll ever let you impregnate me, you’re even crazier than I thought.”

“You don’t have to let me do anything, I’ve already made my decision. I want you. You’re perfect for me, cara.”

“Your head is really screwed on wrong if you think that pregnancies are a one-person decision.”

“You’ll come around eventually, I know you will.” He grabbed my arms, pulling me into him as I struggled. “You don’t have a choice.”

“Listen dickhead, I’m not letting you use me for your breeding kink fantasy and that is fucking that.” I head butted him, causing him to loosen his grip and allowing me to move away from him.

As the two other men began to reach for me, I took off towards the coffee shop I had just come from, hoping they would leave me alone if I was surrounded by people.

I could hear them chasing behind me, but they stopped fairly quickly.

I didn’t bother questioning why.

“Let her go,” Melone sighed, beginning to head towards her apartment, “we’re just going to have to do this the hard way.”

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Warmer

Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, noncon touching/groping, detailed sexual assault, implied noncon, Melone being creepy, Melone is a warning of his own tbh

“Fuck, what time is it?” I groaned, throwing an arm over my face to block out the sun that always managed to find its way over my curtains and into my room.

“And why’s it so cold?” I shivered, using my other hand to feel around for my blankets to pull them further up.

I always went to sleep with two blankets, but this morning I only felt one as I pulled it up to my neck and turned over.

Waking up with one blanket was not unusual with my tendency to move around in my sleep, but the smell of sweat and something earthy coming from my blanket was.

Come to think of it, my mattress felt off too… it didn’t feel soft and comforting, instead it felt like I was sleeping on cold, hard concrete with nothing but a thin layer of spongy foam under me.

Suddenly very awake, I shot up and looked around.

This was not my home….

This was not my room….

Who were these men on the floor?

Where was I?

Instead of walls with warm grey paint, the walls were concrete with chips and cracks scattered here and there.

Instead of a clean, wooden door, there was a dirty metal door leading into the room.

Instead of windows with curtains, there were windows with bars.

Instead of a bed with a soft mattress under me, and three warm blankets on top of me, I was on top of a shitty little mattress on the concrete, covered by a thin blanket with the same kind of stains as the mattress.

Instead of a mirror facing the bed with a dresser under it, there was a mirror that was built into the wall facing the ratty, stained mattress.

Thoroughly disgusted by the realisation that I had practically cuddled into unknown stains, I threw the blanket off of me and stood up, trying to figure out the best course of action.

I wasn’t sure if waking up any of the men would work, so I started towards the door, wondering if it might be unlocked.

I placed my hand on the handle and pushed, then pulled.

Neither worked.

“Y-Y/N?” A groggy voice asked.

“…hello?” I looked around the room.

A couple of the men were starting to stir, one of them was already sitting up. He seemed to be taking in the surroundings as well.

The man had black hair in a neat, black bob, and a hard expression on his face.

He seemed intimidating.

“Y/N… how did you get here?”

I turned around, noticing for the first time that there was another person in the room sitting up.

“Uh- Giorno?!” I walked over to him, crouching down in front of him.

“Hey….” Giorno smiled weakly.

“Giorno, who’s that?” A guy with a hat asked defensively, sitting up as well.

“She’s-” Giorno started, but the man cut him off.

“Get away from her! She must be an enemy!” He reached down, feeling along the top of his pants. “Where’s my gun?!”

“Why would they leave you your gun?” I shook my head.

“Mista, stand down.” The man with the black bob called. “Giorno seems to know her, I don’t think she’s an enemy. Besides, she’s in the same room we are, why would she be in here if she wasn’t in the same situation?”

“This is Y/N… we’ve been friends for a few years now.” Giorno explained. “Y/N, these are my… coworkers, Mista and Bucciarati.”

“It’s nice to meet you, though I wish the circumstances were better.” I smiled softly, reaching my hand out to the black-haired man.

“I agree.” He chuckled softly. “I’m Bruno Bucciarati.”

“Oh, you’re the Capo he talked abo- oh fuck.” I grit my teeth. “I am an idiot.”

“What?” Bucciarati asked, confused at my sudden change.

“This must be Prosciutto’s doing. I knew he looked out of place!”

“Prosciutto? Isn’t he from the hitman squad?” Mista spoke up.

“He bumped into me on the street and, out of instinct, I apologised immediately, though it was his fault. He apologised right after, and he told me not to worry about it. He introduced himself; I introduced myself; he asked me to grab coffee; I said no; we went our separate ways. After that I saw him a couple other times on the street, but I didn’t really think anything of it… god damn it.” I stood up, walking to the nearest wall and throwing a punch at full force. “Damn it!”

“What’s going on?” A man with white hair asked, standing up quickly.

“I’m going to kill him. If I see him again, I’m gonna rip his goddamn throat out with my TEETH.” I punched the wall again.

“Who are you?” He looked at me.

“Y/N, stop, you’re bleeding.” Giorno got up and grabbed my hand.

“We have more important matters, in case you haven’t noticed.” I hissed.

“Exactly, so stop getting worked up about something that you can’t do anything about now.”

“Fuck you and your emotional magic.” I panted. “Fine. What’s the move? What’re we gonna do?”

Before anybody could answer, the door creaked open, and two men entered.

One had purple hair and a sort of mask over his eyes, though there was a hole over the right one. His outfit was strange, except for the gloves it was all one piece, but the part over his torso was like a jacket, though most of the right side was missing. All of it was leather, and very form-fitting.

The man next to him was very recognisable. Blonde hair, expensive suit; this was the one who had brought us here, this was-

“Prosciutto! You bastard!” I yelled, starting towards him angrily.

“Y/N, that’s a bad idea.” Giorno held me back, struggling to keep me in place.

“I am going to KILL YOU!” I spat.

“She’s a lively one, that’s for sure.” The man in the eccentric outfit smirked.

“Don’t get too comfy there, you’re not fucking safe!”

“Are you planning to use her for anything?” He asked.

“No. I took her for two reasons. One, because she knew too much, since she was always around with that kid.” Prosciutto pointed at Giorno. “When I found out that he was the newbie, I figured I should take the girl too, just in case.”

“And the other?”

“The other reason is that I took a bit of an interest in her. She had good manners, and the way I saw her interact with others was quite nice, I never witnessed her being unkind. So gentle, so sweet… so cute.”

“Would you mind if I… got to know her a bit?”

“As long as you don’t break her, I don’t mind.” Prosciutto shrugged, walking to the door. “You can stay if you want, Melone, but I have better things to do than sit around and stare at prisoners.”

Giorno let me go as Prosciutto walked out.

“Melone?” I whispered to myself.

“Did you say something?” He was suddenly next to me.

“Damn, you’re fast.” I flinched. He chuckled at me.

“You’re Y/N, right? I must say, you’re prettier in person.” Melone murmured, practically drooling as he looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my legs. “I thought you looked good in the photos, but they don’t even come close to the real thing.”

“Gross….” I stepped back as Melone tried to caress my cheek with the back of his hand.

“So beautiful,” Melone let out a shaky sigh as I glared at him, “oh, you’re perfect.”

“Your buddy left you alone in a room full of stand users, you really think you can win?” Mista scoffed, interrupting the creepy interaction.

“He wouldn’t have done that if they didn’t have a plan.” Bucciarati warned him.

“It’s just him, no matter what the plan is we could beat him.” The white-haired man spoke.

“Abacchio,” Bucciarati stopped him, “that’s probably what they’re betting on us thinking.”

“That’s stupid! They can’t guess what we’re thinking!” A boy with black hair frowned angrily. “Can they, Fugo?”

“Not exactly, but they definitely have something up their sleeve if he’s completely fine being in here with us.” A man with blonde hair stood next to the boy.

“Guys… why won’t my stand come out?” Mista panicked.

“Cioccolata created a special little serum for all of you,” Melone’s smile turned malicious, “your stands are useless for an entire forty eight hours.”

I hadn’t noticed before, but there was a bandage on my upper arm, probably from when they injected the serum.

“So what happens after forty eight hours? You kill us?”

“Of course not! I would never kill you, bela. After forty eight hours, another injection will be administered to each of you.”

“How does it affect our stands? I’ve never met someone able to do that before.”

“I don’t know the exact science behind it, that’s his thing.” Melone grabbed my arm. “The only science I specialise in is anatomy.”

“What?” I tried to free my arm, but Melone was much stronger than me, despite only being about an inch taller.

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N,” he cooed, pulling me in and wrapping his arms around me, “you’re safe here, you don’t need your stand.”

“Let me go.” I struggled in his grip, letting out a yelp as he moved one of his hands down to my ass.

“You’re in such good shape, Bela.” Melone sighed, squeezing the back of my thigh before scooping me up bridal style.

“Hey! Put her down!” Giorno made a move to hit Melone, but stopped quickly when Melone turned so I would’ve been the one to be hit.

“Giorno, don’t do anything stupid.” I warned him. “I can handle myself, it’s best if you don’t fight him. Think about it, he isn’t the only one here; you knock him out, then what? Who knows how many people are out there, it could end very badly for us.”

“Quick thinker, aren’t you? Selfless, too.” Melone squeezed me to him a bit harder, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “You’d make a wonderful mother.”

“A WHAT?!” I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away, hoping he would drop me, but he didn’t even budge.

“Leave her alone! She’s not even a part of this!” Giorno shouted.

“Nonono, stop! Remember what I said, you don’t have to get hurt, just… I’ll be back.” I assured him.

“What if you don’t come back?” Mista asked.

“Well, then you’re free to be as stupid as you want, but as long as I’m alive, I’m the one who makes bad decisions around here.” I smiled slightly at the guys before Melone carried me out of the room.

“Y/N!” I heard Giorno shout.

“I’ll be fine!” I screamed back.

As soon as we were out of earshot, the facade fell away.

“Where are you taking me?” I tried to squirm out of his grip, but he just changed the way he was holding me, wrapping my arms around his neck and keeping my body against his chest with one arm, and supporting me from the bottom with the other.

Melone carried me through the hallway, stopping at a slightly ajar black door and pushing it open.

“This… is a bedroom.” My breath caught in my throat as I remembered what he had said earlier. “I’m twenty, I’m not about to be a god damn baby mama for some psycho!”

“That discussion can wait,” he set me on the bed, “I just need to get to know you.”

“My name is Y/N, you know that much, isn’t that enough?” I squirmed as he climbed on top of me.

“I want to know everything about you,” he brought his face down to mine, staring into my eyes, “I want to know every curve, I want to touch all of you, I want to taste… all of you.”

I gasped as he nuzzled his face into my neck, inhaling deeply and letting out a breath that sounded a lot like a moan.

“You smell divine.” He licked a stripe up my neck. “And your taste… is…” I felt something hard against my thighs, “di molto bene.”

“Get off of me!” I tried pushing his shoulders.

“You’re different from other women I’ve seen,” he kissed the side of my neck, “I’m not usually… so aroused by every aspect.”

My eyes watered as he reached down to lift my shirt.

“No!” I held my shirt down with my hands, but it didn’t stop him.

He just straddled my waist, using both of his hands to rip my shirt in half from the top.

“I don’t want to use my stand on you,” he placed a hand on my stomach, rubbing it fondly, “I want to do this personally.”

“I am not going to carry a child, especially not yours!”

“Of course you are,” he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, “this is meant to happen, we’re meant to be together, Y/N.”

“You’re delusional.”

“No,” his hand trailed down to my breasts, grabbing my right one and squeezing lightly, “you just don’t see it yet. You’ll understand soon, I just need to help you. What better way to open your eyes than to have a baby?”

“Aside from the fact that I’m not having your child, there are so many better ways to open my eyes than to baby trap m- what are you doing?!” I squirmed as his hand let go of my breast and moved lower, tugging at the waistband of my pants to get them off.

“Just let this happen.” He shushed me, throwing my pants to the side.

“I will not just let this-” I yelped as he reached down my panties, running a finger through my folds and frowning when it came away dry.

“It doesn’t matter,” he pulled my panties down, unbothered by the swears I threw at him as I struggled, “I wanted to taste you anyways.”

Melone leaned down, placing his lips on mine. I kept my lips pressed together tightly as he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, but accidentally parted them slightly in surprise as he bit down.

The feeling of somebody else’s tongue in my mouth wasn’t foreign to me, but the way Melone’s tongue left no part of my mouth untouched was much different. It was just as he said, he wanted to get to know every part of me.

I gasped as he pulled away, finally able to breathe again.

Panic began to settle in and I felt my body beginning to shake as I tried to control my breathing.

Of all the times to have a panic attack, of course it would be now.

“Oh, you’re shivering! Don’t worry,” he smiled in a way that was probably meant to be reassuring, but only made me feel even more uneasy, “you’ll feel warmer soon.”

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Warmer (teaser)

Warnings: kidnapping

“Fuck… did I forget to set my alarm?” I groaned as I covered my face with my arm, hating the fact that the sun always found a way to sneak over the curtains and into my room.

“And why is it so cold?” I shivered, reaching for the blankets to pull them up with my other hand.

I had gone to bed with three blankets, but now I only felt one blanket, which was not unusual with how much I moved around in my sleep.

Fully prepared to turn over, ignore the cold, and fall back asleep, it took me all of two seconds to realise that the mattress I was on… didn’t feel like my own.

I shot up, eyes wide as I scanned my surroundings.

I was in a room that only had a door and a small window with bars on it, as well as several very unfamiliar men unconscious and laying around the room.

The only décor in the room was a large mirror on the wall, situated directly across from the mattress I laid on; the ratty, stained mattress underneath me, and the similarly stained blanket on top of me.

Thoroughly disgusted, I stood up, starting to plan my next course of action.

The question of why I was the only one who got a mattress and blanket was pushed out of my mind as I heard somebody speak my name.

“Hello?” I looked at the men around the room, noticing that a couple of them were starting to wake up.

None of them looked even a little familiar.

“Y/N…” a boy with braided, blonde hair sat up and looked at me.

“Uh- Giorno?” I raised my eyebrows.

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

hii I have another ask!! please do y/n with a much stronger chrollo like physically v overpowering and even carrying her to tease her. thank youu <33

oh fuck yeah you can!

Will for sure tease you about it

You’re not weak, it’s just that he’s like… hella strong, and he loves it

Oh, you’re moving into a new apartment? Best believe he’s gonna come help you!

He’s happy to help, but even happier to see the way you blush when he takes his shirt off because “it’s hot out”

If you “accidentally” walk into the room while he’s working out, definitely flexes for you, only to act innocent when you accuse him of doing so- but he knows what he’s fucking doing

If y’all are having a movie night and you’re half asleep on the couch next to him, he’ll lift you effortlessly and take you to bed

Will probably tease you lightly the next day about it (don’t think he missed how red you got at the contact)

If somebody upsets you for any reason, he’s automatically offering to teach them a lesson,

Although if it was a catcaller, or something of the sort, it’s no longer an offer, he’s telling you that he’s going to take care of them

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Back Then

Warnings: none!

“Come on, you’ve been avoiding me ever since you got here! Why don’t we go somewhere private and… talk this out.” He looked me up and down suggestively.

“You’re the actual worst, you know that?” I scoffed. “Three years and not even a message from you, but now you expect to just get me back immediately?”

“Listen, I wanted to send you something but-” he started, but I interrupted him.

“Don’t start with excuses, that’s not gonna get you anywhere, Kid.” He flinched at the venom in my tone.

“Y/N, we’re doing shots, you coming?” Zoro paused when he saw me and Kid.

“Sure.” I turned to my green-haired friend and smiled.

“Wait, N/N,” Kid tried, shoving a glass into my hand, “I’ve got some F/D, stay… we can figure this out….”

I whipped around to face him, barely restraining the urge to throw the drink in his face.

“You lost the right to call me that when you walked out on me, you dick.”

“He bothering you?” Zoro stood next to me now, crossing his arms and looking Kid up and down.

“Yeah, but don’t worry about it.” I grabbed his hand and dragged him away, not even looking back to see Kid’s face.

“Didn’t seem to be bothering you back then.” Kid muttered, but I heard him.

I stormed back over, glaring up at him.

“I’m not the same as I was back then, Kid.” I growled, shoving the drink back into his hand and walking away.

“You definitely need a drink after that.” Zoro mumbled to me as I grabbed his hand and continued walking.

“Shut up, alcoholic.” I snickered.

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Hii! Can you do a chrollo x flirty/mischievous y/n ? I love your work <33

Sorry! I forget that other people actually pay attention to my dumb shit lol. Of course, luvly! You’re very sweet, thank you 🥰✨🖤

Chrollo

He enjoys the flirty remarks you make towards him, although he knows you’re like that with other people as well

It’s just your personality

But you know damn well you do it to mess with him sometimes

When you two get into a relationship, he understands you might make the occasional flirtatious comment towards others but it’s strictly platonic

He isn’t worried, he knows you wouldn’t leave him

The only person that actually flirts back, non-platonically, is Hisoka, but like of course it is

You know not to take things too far, you’re respectful of boundaries of course

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

hey! you've written one of my requests before nd I loved it ^^ can i request silva, illumi, zeno, chrollo & hisoka w a reader that thinks they're really strong, cool and admires them has a silly, wholesome, innocent lil crush on them & don't really do an effort to hide it?

I literally love you so much, thank you 🥺

Of course I can! Might go back and add Silva and Zeno at a later time but for right now I’ll just keep it as the Adult Trio because I’m not confident in my writing abilities for the other two, sorry luv ✨🖤

Illumi

Smart, but emotionally a bit of a dunce

Probably wouldn’t fucking notice tbh

You’d have to actually say it outright

He just thinks you admire him as a fighter until you tell him that you like him like that

Depending on your skills he might suggest marriage

Fuck the dating stage, he doesn’t care about that

At that point, even if you think marriage is a bit extreme at the moment, he won’t accept no for an answer

To be fair, you probably already saw that coming

You knew what kind of person he was when you told him

Chrollo

He thinks it’s adorable

Thinks it’s cute when he catches you staring at him

Will often let you sit next to him while he reads

Turns into cuddling most of the time

Even if he feels the same way (or if he doesn’t) he’ll still wait to see how long it takes you to actually ask him about anything before he says something

Hisoka

Loves to tease you about it

Like a lot

Extra touchy with you because he knows it gets you flustered

Oh, you didn’t hear him the first time? It’s fine, he’ll happily invade the fuck outta your personal space to speak next to your ear

He gets back from a mission and hasn’t seen you in a few days? He’ll say he missed you just to see you blush ‘cause it makes him laugh

All in all just the biggest tease you’ll ever meet

Good fucking luck

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

hii! if ur taking requests atm, can i request the phantom troupe's reactions (headcanons, fic, whatever u feel like) when chrollo's darling flirts with them? would they feel tempted or stay loyal to chrollo? thank u!!!

I’m always down for requests! I’m so sorry I didn’t see this earlier, I forget that people actually pay attention to me on this app lol

Also, probably won’t do Bonolev or Kortopi ‘cause I don’t know much about them

For context, reader isn’t with Chrollo by choice, but they like the troupe

Machi

She’s very confused at first

Aren’t you with Chrollo?

Doesn’t catch on until you start making it more noticeable

She definitely gets upset

You’re being disloyal and it pisses her off

Would probably try to kill you, but Chrollo intervenes

Machi explains the situation, adding that she wouldn’t have killed you, just hurt you a bit (lies)

Chrollo pauses, thinking for a moment

He comes to the conclusion that he’ll forgive you, but keep you away from Machi as best as he can

Shizuku

Again, probably doesn’t notice

One of the other members has to point it out to her

When they do, she denies it, but starts paying more attention to how you act around her

Notices that you act differently around her than with the others

When she finally realised that you are, in fact, flirting with her, she doesn’t really know what to do

Why are you flirting with her? Aren’t you and Chrollo together?

Doesn’t say anything, but one of the others tells Chrollo what they’ve seen

Chrollo isn’t worried

He knows Shizuku is loyal, she wouldn’t betray him like that

Nothing comes of it, and eventually you stop flirting with her and just admire her from afar

Pakunoda

Catches on fairly quickly

You’d give her a hug every time you saw her and one day she’d ask why, then use her ability to see the real reason

Speechless tbh

She didn’t expect this

Would 100% tell Chrollo

Sniiiiiitch

Chrollo does the same as he did with Machi, just making sure to keep you away from Pakunoda

Franklin

Doesn’t notice, has to be told

Doesn’t say much either

Just kinda accepts it

Tells Chrollo though of course

Chrollo knows that Franklin won’t betray him, so he doesn’t do anything, plus he knows you’ll probably give up eventually

Nothing comes of it and eventually you give up

Uvogin

Would just assume you’re physically affectionate with everybody, so he doesn’t see anything wrong with that

When he realises that you are not, in fact, like that with everybody, he gets confused

Why him?

When one of the members suggests that you’re flirting with him, it clicks

He’s surprised to say the least

Flirts back a bit but only a few times

Tells Chrollo that you’ve been flirting with him

Leaves out the few times he flirted back

Chrollo trusts Uvogin not to betray him, so nothing really comes of it

Uvogin still flirts back from time to time

Phinks

Idk how long it would take for him to notice but when he does… expect his ego to inflate to brand new heights

Flirts back heavily

Would end up not betraying Chrollo, but wouldn’t tell Chrollo what was happening either (he likes the attention)

Nobunaga

Might take him a bit to notice

Phinks would probably be the one who points it out

He doesn’t show it as much as Phinks, but it’s definitely a confidence booster

Attempts to flirt back, but isn’t too good at it

Very tempted to go further, but comes to his senses and tells Chrollo what had been happening

Chrollo is more mad at Nobunaga for not saying something sooner and for flirting back

Chrollo makes sure Nobunaga is nowhere near you at all times

Feitan

Won’t realise it

Has to be told

When he is, he’s conflicted

He’s upset that you’re flirting with him while you’re with Chrollo, but he does think you’re cute

Ultimately decides not to flirt back

Tells Chrollo

Chrollo trusts Feitan to make the right decision and not betray him, so he doesn’t do anything really

Shalnark

Oh?

Are you flirting with him?

He’s flattered honestly

He wouldn’t say anything back, but also wouldn’t stop you from flirting

Just kinda lets it happen

It’s a compliment to him, both literally and figuratively

Chrollo doesn’t find out so nothing really happens with that one

Hisoka

Notices immediately

You’re a lot more physically affectionate with him than anybody else and he knows it

You hug him every time you see him, always smiling at him and laughing at his antics

He’s not loyal

Like at all

Would not tell Chrollo

Would definitely flirt back

Encourages you to leave the troupe with him

If you say yes, you both leave and do your own thing

If you say no… well, he doesn’t accept it

You’re coming with him wether you want to or not

He’ll just straight up take you with him

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Your fic 'I Don’t Dress For You' is really good, I really like how y/n stand her ground and how brave she is. Not gonna lie if my favorite type of darling is strong-head and determined❤️❤️

Awh, thanks luv! I just kinda started writing and didn’t stop lol (should probably do that more often so I don’t have like 20 drafts). There’s a third part in the works so stay tuned 😉 ✨🖤✨

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Good Magical Morning!!!, HC’s for Yandere Machi and Kurapika not long after taking their darling away and one night they just ask their darling if they’re “afraid” of them?

My first ask, let’s go! I feel so cool now lol

Also my first hc post, so if this sucks ass I’m so sorry lmao

But the prompt?

Say LESS bro ✨🖤✨

Machi

If darling says yes

She wouldn’t do much

Pretty much just says “Don’t be.” and continues cuddling them

Will definitely ask again

If darling says yes AGAIN she would get mad

Why are they afraid?! There are worse people out there, and she’s been so good to them!

Would probably leave darling alone to get back at them

Only brings them food

Won’t talk

No cuddles

Will only come back once they apologise

Doesn’t matter how long it takes, she’s stubborn

When darling eventually breaks down and apologises (which has to happen eventually, since they’d be starved of human contact, both physical and social), she would smile and tell them she forgave them, and then go back to cuddling

If darling says no

Good

She doesn’t want them to be

But if they try to escape… she’ll make them afraid of her

Kurapika

If darling says yes

He would be upset

What do they mean they’re afraid? Is he really that bad?

Would ask them why

If he doesn’t like their answer, he walks away

Doesn’t come back for a few days

Darling is confused

He… left?

When he comes back, he apologises and says he needed time to think

He says he realised that kidnapping them might not have been the best thing he could’ve done, but that he has genuine feelings for them and that he wants them to feel safe with him

Darling is confused again

Safe? He kidnapped them!

They voice this to him and he nods slowly

He says he understands what they’re saying, but that he wants to start over with them

Darling asks if that means he’s letting them go

He says no, he can’t do that

He tries to compromise with darling

He’ll let them call their family once a week if they’re good, but that he has to be next to them while they’re talking

Darling is less afraid after that, but still wary

They’ve seen his nen and his red eyes, which is the main reason for their fear

They don’t want to get on his bad side

If darling says no

He would smile

He’s glad they’re not afraid

This is progress

Now he just has to get them to love him…

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Liar

Warnings: toxic relationship, abuse, choking, manipulation, victim blaming tbh

“Stop lying to me!”

“I’m not lying to you, Leone! I fucking hate you!” I snarled.

He stopped, processing my words for a second, before immediately grabbing me by the throat and slamming me into the nearest wall.

“Take that back, right fucking now.”

“Ch- Choke.” I let out a raspy chuckle.

“Why can’t you see how much I love you? I’ve done everything I can!” He squeezed my throat tighter.

“Yeah, done everything you can to keep me trapped.” I wheezed, coughing slightly. “You’re delusional, Abbacchio.”

“Don’t call me that. It’s Leone… or babe, or love, come on, that’s no way to address your boyfriend.”

“We’re not togeth-ther.”

“Y/N, stop acting like this! I know you love me, and you know I love you… right?” He squeezed my throat a bit harder to emphasise his point at the end.

“You don’t love me,” I coughed, my voice rough, “you just like th-the control. Isn’t that right, Abbacchio?”

He growled, and I could practically feel his anger rising.

“Of course I love you! If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t have stopped you from walking out that door!”

“You’re b-brain dead… if you think… this is anything but a-an obsession.” I couldn’t breathe, the edges of my vision were going black.

Abbacchio could see that I was starting to lose consciousness, so he let go, allowing me to drop to the floor.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you… you’re just being so difficult, I lost control a bit.” He crouched down in front of me. “I love you, but you have to stop playing hard to get, okay? Otherwise I might not be able to control myself.”

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

The Stranger

<<<I Don’t Dress For You (pt. 2)>>>

Warnings: yandere tendencies, stalking, violence, threats, murder, harassment

As I watched them walk away, I saw Hailey exit the bar.

“Yo, Selvessa!” I called out to her.

She turned to me, a concerned look on her face as she jogged over.

“What was all that? Who’s the guy, who’s the girl, and who the actual fuck was the tall guy?”

“You seem more concerned with the tall guy.” I pushed her lightly.

“Yeah, he looked buff as fuck, you would’ve died if you tried to fight him.”

“Speaking of… dead,” I nodded towards Leslie’s corpse. “What do we do about that?”

“Dude… he… oh my god.” Hailey sounded disgusted, but the look on her face gave away her interest.

“OH MY GOD!” We both turned to see our other friend, Connor, standing frozen outside of the bar. Another one of our friends, Jane, stood next to him, seeming strangely calm.

“Shut up!” I whisper-yelled at them.

“I’m gonna be sick.” Connor put a hand over his mouth.

“Did you do this?” Jane raised an eyebrow.

“No! Now get over here and let’s move somewhere else before someone comes out and thinks it was any of us!” Hailey whispered.

“They’ve got a point.” Jane shrugged, dragging Connor along as she made her way towards us.

“Hey, did you guys find-” Mike started to yell out, but Jane slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Shut up and come with us - ignore the dead body.” She hissed.

I could tell Mike wanted to scream, but Jane didn’t remove her hand.

“Jane, that makes it sound like we killed her!” I shook my head.

“Can we all hurry up and go somewhere else so we don’t have to keep aggressively whispering at each other in front of the goddamn corpse?” Hailey raised her voice the slightest bit, but it sounded like yelling in the silent night air.

“Chill out! I had to make sure these idiots weren’t gonna scr- ugh!” Jane removed her hand from Mike’s mouth, wiping it on the front of his jacket. “He licked me!”

“You wouldn’t let me go!”

“You would’ve been loud!”

“Can you two shut up and get over here?” Conner was next to Hailey now, looking around nervously.

Jane and Mike finally made their way over, standing next to me, Hailey, and Conner.

“So… now what?” Jane asked.

Everybody looked at Hailey.

“Wh- don’t look at me!”

“You’re the one who seemed like you had somewhere to go!” Mike crossed his arms.

“Hey…” Conner tapped my shoulder, “Y/N… who’s that?”

“Why would I- oh.” I saw the taller man with purple lipstick walking towards us, this time from the open street.

“Y/N, isn’t that the guy?” Hailey froze.

“Um… yeah.” I looked around, noticing another man standing not too far away. “Oh shit, look.”

“Hey mister!” Conner called out.

The man turned to face us, looking a bit startled. Our entire group walked over to him, creating a sort of semicircle around him.

“Please, can you help us?” Conner continued.

“How? What’s wrong?”

“Uh… do you have a car? We just need you to drive us home….” Mike answered. “It’s a long story, we can explain on the way.”

“Yes. Here, come with me.” The man began to walk at a quick pace.

I had a bad feeling… why hadn’t the man said anything about the body? He could’ve seen it when he turned around, we weren’t that far away.

I looked behind me, noticing that the tall man had stopped, allowing us to be lead by the stranger.

“Guys…” I stopped, “can we talk for a second?”

“We don’t have… time.” Hailey turned back as well, noticing that the tall man had stopped as well. “What?”

The rest of the group turned around to see what we had been looking at.

“What’s wrong?” The man asked, concern lacing his tone.

“I think they’re working together.” I whispered quietly to Hailey.

“What do we do?” She whispered back.

“I just remembered that I left my jacket inside,” I looked down sheepishly, “I’m sorry. I have to go back and get it.”

“You all seem shaken up from something, can’t your jacket wait until tomorrow?” The stranger asked.

“No, really, it’s important. I have my phone and keys in there, not to mention my wallet.” I shook my head. “I’m sorry. Can you guys come with me? I don’t want to go alone, plus it’s safer to stick together.”

“Yeah, it’s safer if we come with.” Hailey agreed, motioning for the rest to follow us as we began to walk back.

“You’re smart,” the stranger dropped his worried tone, “I’ll give you that. Must be why Mista likes you so much.”

I paused at the mention of my ex’s name. Clearly a mistake as he grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him.

“Let her go!” Jane immediately started towards the man, but I stopped her.

“No! All of you go, I’ll catch up. We can meet at the spot. Stay safe or I’ll kick your asses, alright?!”

“But-” Hailey started, but Conner cut her off, grabbing her hand and dragging her away.

“I trust you, Y/N.” And with that, the other four split up in different directions and ran.

“We don’t need them, it’s just you we’re after.” The taller man stood next to the stranger.

“I don’t care, just leave them out of it.” I scoffed. “Why do you guys care anyways? It’s Mista’s issue!”

“He said you’re a stand user, is that true?” The stranger asked.

“No.” I wrenched my arm out of the stranger’s hand, but didn’t run yet.

“To anybody else, it would seem you’re telling the truth,” the stranger stepped even closer, “but… let’s see.”

He leaned down, his face now only a few inches away from mine, as he stared into my eyes.

“What?”

“You’re not sweating.”

“Am… I supposed to be?”

“Only if you’re lying.”

“I’m not.”

“Then why are you starting to sweat now?”

“You try having someone mildly attractive this close to your face, and then see if you can keep a straight face.”

He raised his eyebrows, a smile creeping onto his face.

“You think I’m attractive?”

“I mean… you’re not not attractive.” I felt a droplet of sweat begin to slide down my cheek, but paid no mind to it.

The stranger, however, glanced at it, then looked back into my eyes, and then proceeded to stick his tongue out and lick my cheek.

“Uh- wha…- why…- huh?!” I sputtered, stumbling back.

“She’s lying.”

“That was… not the weirdest experience I’ve ever had with a stranger.” I muttered.

“What’s your stand?”

“Don’t have one.”

“How do you know what they are, then?” The tall man asked.

“I… well, fuck.” I sighed, rubbing the saliva off of my cheek, “Y’know you could’ve just asked that and caught me in the lie right away, there was no reason to lick me.”

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

I Don’t Dress For You

Warnings (by part):yandere tendencies, stalking, violence, threats, murder, harassment

A few friends and I were out at the bar grabbing some drinks after our shifts.

It would have been a normal week, if it wasn’t for the fact that I had seen my ex from a few years ago walking out of the store I was going into. Just seeing him around the neighbourhood that one time was enough to put me on edge.

He hadn’t been abusive or anything, he just hadn’t taken the breakup well.

I remembered when I told him I thought we should take time apart, and how he had acted as if me saying that was nothing but a mistake as he showed up at my house the next day like everything was normal.

When I told him I was serious, and that I was moving out, he had gotten angry and told me that I was making a mistake. He even went as far as to threaten me, saying he would always find me and that I wasn’t safe without him.

I had moved soon after, making sure he couldn’t follow me and creating new accounts for all of my social medias, as well as changing up my appearance - although I had wanted to dye my hair for a while, so that was just for me.

The bar was decently packed and it wasn’t too late, probably around midnight, when a man next to me spoke, asking the bartender for whiskey, and whatever I was having.

“Uh, wh-?” I looked towards the man, my breath catching in my throat as I saw who it was. “No fucking way.”

“I saw you leaving you house, I was wondering where you were going to dressed like that.”

“I can dress how I want to, fuck you very much.”

“Such a filthy mouth,” he slid his pointer finger under my chin, pressing his thumb against my bottom lip, “see what happens when I’m not around? Who are you here with? They seem to have influenced you badly.”

“They had nothing to do with this, I’ve just changed more than you think.”

“I can see that much.” He chuckled, looking me up and down. “You would never have dressed like that before.”

“Yeah, because you wouldn’t have let me.”

“Of course I wouldn’t have, look at you!”

“I’m looking, and I see nothing wrong.” My friend Hailey stood next to me. “She looks hot.”

I blushed at her words, elbowing her lightly.

“She looks beautiful, of course, but…” a look of realisation crossed his face, “oh… I think I see what you were trying to do.”

“Get laid?” I mumbled. Hailey giggled at my comment.

“You wanted to get my attention, is that it?”

“Not even a little bit.” Hailey snorted.

“Yeah, there’s no way that’s for you.” A girl with bright orange hair placed a hand on my shoulder, pulling me up to stand. “She can wear what she wants. Come on, babe.”

I walked along with her until we reached the doors, stepping outside into the warm summer night air.

“Are you okay?” She finally stopped to ask me.

“Yeah, thanks for that.” I smiled at her. “What’s your name?”

“Lesl-” a gunshot rang out.

“Right, now that the little homewrecker is gone,” as Leslie’s body fell, I was finally able to see him standing behind her, gun in hand, “let’s go home.”

“Mista… what the fuck!?” I sputtered, backing up as I wiped my face with my hands, smearing the blood in the process.

“This your girl?” A tall man with purple lipstick and white hair walked out from the alleyway by the bar, standing next to Mista.

“No, we’ve been broken up for years!” I protested.

“Come on, you didn’t really mean it.”

“Oh, I meant it alright! And I’m not coming back to you!”

“You left the house knowing damn well that wearing that would grab my attention! You asked for this!” He stormed over to me, grabbing my shoulders.

“I don’t dress for you! I dress for me!” I shoved him back, immediately spinning on my heel and walking off.

Mista didn’t make any moves to follow me, just standing there in shock at my outburst. His friend stood there too, looking between me and Mista a few times before putting a hand on his shoulder and turning him around.

I looked back to see them walking away, disappearing back into the alleyway.

I knew he’d be back, but this was a step in the right direction.

Baby steps, Y/N, baby steps

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

Sleepwalk

Inspired by the song Sleepwalk by Forrest Day

Warnings: implications of past assault, mentions of violence, serious mental illness

She had been up for a few hours now. No longer asleep, but still in her dreams.

Bad thoughts give me bad dreams

Lingering intrusive thoughts of murder poking at her mind, poking at her paranoia. She could hear everything around her, every creak, every groan, every little noise the house made.

In her head, the creaks meant someone was walking… walking in the halls.

In her head, the groans meant someone was pushing… pushing against the doors.

It meant they were looking for her.

She had to go, she had to run.

He was back.

At some point, the thoughts subsided enough for her to deem it safe enough to get out of bed.

She stood, taking a breath and sliding on some shoes as she left her room.

The halls were silent, a few groans coming from the floors as she walked past her sister’s room, past the kitchen, past the living room and to the front door.

Was it truly safe enough to go outside?

Did she really want to do this?

She hadn’t been outside since…

no.

Don’t think about it.

Reroute the thoughts.

It was warm outside, the sky was clear.

The smell of a nearby campfire was comforting as she took her first step outside.

And my bad dreams make me get up and walk

Another step.

She was fully outside now.

A few more steps.

She closed the door.

Down the driveway.

The sound of shoes on concrete as she walked down the street.

Nobody around at such a late (or was it early?) time.

She made it to the grove.

Had she really walked that far?

The trees seemed so inviting, beckoning her with their branches to come, come into the woods.

The leaves danced, she wanted so badly to join them.

The sound of bare feet slapping against concrete, as well as her name being called, forced her to turn around.

It was her sister.

“You’re outside!” Her sister grinned brightly.

“I… I am.” The girl spoke.

“You’re talking again!”

“I… I am.” She spoke again, smiling back at her sister.

She was startled by her sister wrapping her arms around her and sniffling.

“I missed you.”

“I was always here.”

The girl reciprocated the gesture, remembering how much she had missed the touch of someone she knew.

“No, you weren’t.” Her sister pulled away. “Physically, sure, but you never left your room… I was scared you would never be the same.”

“Well, I’m back.”

Her confidence was rising slowly.

“Let’s go home, you still need sleep.” Her sister tugged at her arm. “Come on.”

She smiled as they walked in comfortable silence.

She felt safer as they both got in the house.

Walking down the hallway together, they both stopped at their bedroom doors.

“I’ll see you in the morning.” Her sister hugged her again, kissing her on the cheek.

“Yeah… I love you.” Her sister pulled back, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“You… I… I love you too.” Her sister sniffled again.

As she laid back down, the thoughts came crashing down on her.

Screaming angrily at her for going outside when it was so dangerous.

It was her sister’s influence.

Bad influence.

She doesn’t care about her own sister’s safety.

Kill her.

Kill her.

Kill her.

Bad thoughts give me bad dreams

The thoughts persisted until she fell asleep, bad dreams taking over again.

Eyes closed, still asleep, she stood up rigidly.

And my bad dreams make me sleepwalk

Walking in a zombie-like state, she crept back down the hall.

She grabbed a knife from the kitchen.

It scares the hell out of anyone around, the sounds are near

“Why are you awake?” Her sister stood in the doorway.

As she turned around with the knife, her sister figured out what was going on.

Her sister ran into her room, closing and locking the door.

My sister locked her door one time, until the coast was clear

“WAKE UP!” Her sister screamed through the door.

She tried to open the door, but the doorknob wouldn’t budge.

I wake, try to remember it, grab a glass from the cabinet

It was about thirty minutes later when she woke up.

Wait, what?

Why was there a knife on the floor?

Strange, but it wasn’t the first time.

She tried her hardest, but the memories just weren’t there.

As usual.

She walked into the kitchen again, this time grabbing a glass and filling it with water.

Close my eyes, subconscious trapping it now, try to pry it open

No matter how hard she tried, no matter how tightly she squeezed her eyes shut and wracked her brain, she still couldn’t remember.

It was as if her brain was a vault.

But she had lost the key.

(A/N)

Sorry I’ve been gone for so long! This is just a warmup piece to get back into writing, I’m working on some JJBA x reader’s and I’ll post them soon. Thanks to all of you who’ve stayed with me, and to all of the new people who’ve followed me! We’re almost at 100 which… is kinda crazy to me. Didn’t think I’d get a following here, so I guess… now I should start posting more. I love all of you, and again, thanks for being patient with me. 🖤✨

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

RULES

Don’t be a dick - we accept everybody here, even if we don’t agree with their choices, opinions, etc., we should treat everybody with respect. 🖤

Reblogging - I’m totally fine with my works being reblogged, I actually love it because it means yall like my writing enough to share it with others. However, make sure to credit me if you reference, quote, or add onto any of my works.

Swearing - swearing is fine, swearing at others (without tone tags or very heavily implying that it’s a joke/sarcasm) is not. See rule 1.

Age - as long as you’re 18+, we’re chillin.

REQUESTS

- if you want me to write for a specific character, ask me! I’m happy to take requests!

- I will write imagines, one-shots, and maybe even the occasional fic

- I’m okay with writing multiple characters, there’s no limit as long as it’s within reason

- I can write smut, and I will if it is requested, but I’m not very experienced with writing smut, especially not in detail, so I can’t promise it’ll be amazing, but I’ll try my hardest.

- dark content is fine, but there are certain things I won’t write, such as anything regarding vomit or scat, as well as incest, including step-(insert family member here).

I’d like it to be known that I DO NOT condone the actions in my stories. They are simply that… stories. They are not meant to be supportive of serious issues such as rape, harassment of ANYBODY, or self harm of any sort. Please stay safe, lovelies.

[bloodyknucklesandbleedinghearts]

MASTERLIST

One Piece

Trafalgar Law

Cool (Trafalgar Law x Reader)

Cool pt. 2 (Trafalgar Law x Reader)

Ace

Insignificant (Ace x Reader)

Zoro

Back Then (Zoro x Reader/past Kid x Reader)

Hunter x Hunter

Requests (HCs, Imagines, One-Shots)

Chrollo x smaller/shorter reader

Chrollo x flirty/mischievous reader

Phantom Troupe reactions to Chrollo’s darling flirting with them

Adult trio x reader with innocent lil crush (but it’s obvious)

Yandere Kurapika and Machi asking if reader is afraid of them

Phantom Troupe

Allies Over Enemies

Machi

Meeting the Troupe

You’re Cute

Chrollo

Isn’t it Obvious (Yandere!Chrollo x Reader)

Croatian Club (Chrollo x Reader)

Feitan

Obsessed (Yandere!Feitan x Reader)

Phinks

You Should Be (Yandere!Phinks x Reader)

How Much I Love You (Yandere!Phinks x reader)

Hisoka

Maybe I Need to Remind You (Yandere!Hisoka x Reader)

Broken Hearts and Broken Bones (Hisoka x Reader)

Who Said You Have a Choice? (Yandere!Hisoka x Reader)

Failure Isn’t an Option (Yandere!Hisoka x Reader)

Saviours (Hisoka x Reader)

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Mista

I Don’t Dress For You (Yandere!Mista x reader)

The Stranger (IDDFY pt. 2) (Yan!Mista x reader, slight Bucciarati x reader?)

Abbacchio

Liar

Melone

Warmer

The Hard Way

Other

Sleepwalk (based on the song Sleepwalk by Forrest Day)