Dahlia

i post my drawings sometimes 19

[what-even-is-thiss]

“Your pets only love you because you feed them”

Yeah well that’s also how your relationship with your parents starts out but more stuff happens after that doesn’t it

[dahliah470]

i drew pink…

[dahliah470]

I DREW KIRARA!!! ^_^

her eyelashes took FOREVA💔💔💔

[ultimateregret]

weird question.. can u tell mangosteen i said hi :)?

hes my favorite!

He really shouldn't, he's a great guy!

[dahliah470]

NOW I HAVE NO CLUE WHY I STILL BE PROCRASTINATING BUT HERES A DRAWING I MADE OF MACHI!!!!

remember I take silly requests guys feel free to request anything!!!… pls…

Pls she took foreva…

[dahliah470]

guys<\3 i really want requests </333333

anyways heres killua

took me a while cause i hate colorinf >:(

[dahliah470]

Sooo incase you can’t tell by my profile I’m a pretty big Feitan fan

I actually draw Feitan sm he got me out of art block (;-;)

Anyways here’s a drawing I just finished ^_^

Hope you guys like it!!

[dahliah470]

Can i request alluka with a big teddy bear plushie? :)

OMG MY FIRST REQUEST!!!!

I had to work on it as soon as I saw it!!

She’so so cutie core

Hope u like it!! ^_^

[dahliah470]

SIGHHHHHHHHHHHH

I went to a con recently and fun fact I met alluka/nanika’s voice actor and got a photo and autograph!!!

She was super nice btw like omg

So I was looking at the poster and I was like… I should draw alluka and nanika!!!

Kinda rushed??? Eh whatever

[dahliah470]

Drew some killua and gon art ^_^

Wanted to post this sept 1st but lowk didn’t have motivationnn

Well it’s doneeee

Guys I’m gonna post more I swearrrrr i say to my two followers….

[indabachanddebussy]

hi! first time ever requesting for anyone so sorry if this is a bit awkward…

can u write feitan x reader where they had crushes on eachother as kids and found eachother as adults?

sorry if it weird 💔😭

hellaurrrr

i got you, and don’t worry—this isn’t weird at all, esp for hxh stuff (half of it is “what if i ran into this murderer in real life and they liked me???!!?” 😭) imma give you the cold, canon-grounded version tho, bc i'm sure we all know feitan’s not exactly the type to grow up into a soft romance guy😬

SO here’s what’s actually realistic for him + reader in that setup:

FEITAN PORTOR X READER CHILDHOOD CRUSH → ADULT REUNION (HEADCANONS)

listen, chat, i feel like feitan’s one of those characters who’s super easy to water down into “cold but secretly soft bf”

but girl... canon feitan… isn’t like that.

he’s:

antisocial, blunt, sadistic, and pragmatic. like, bro, he doesn’t even speak much with the troupe, let alone outsiders

lowk a bitch

when he does talk, it’s short, sarcastic, and usually mean

he does have loyalty, but like it’s tied to the troupe, not sentimentality

SO if we’re talking “childhood crush reunion”… here’s the actually feitanic (LOL. FEITANIC) version:

childhood:

imma bfr, feitan probably didn’t process “crush” the way most kids did. he might’ve stuck close to you because you were competent, interesting, or simply tolerated him (lowk could NOT be me). that was as close as he got to “liking"

he wouldn’t have admitted to liking anyone. but maybe, in his way, he’d show preference, like walking with you, not insulting you like a bitch like he did others, and/or sharing things without saying shi

years later (as an adult in the troupe):

sorry guys, but if he ran into you again, it wouldn’t be a “heart eyes” moment. like, he’d recognize you instantly but keep his face unreadable (bc he's feitan😭😭)

i'm ngl, he’d test your intentions before acknowledging anything personal. to him, you’re either a threat, a liability, or someone who can still stand in his world (and like, not die or whatever)

nostalgia wouldn’t make him sweet or warm or soft or gooey or whatever—if anything, it’d make him more cautious, because tbh to this bitch sentiment = weakness (like ok girl...)

interaction style:

short, barbed sentences: “hn. still alive.” “tch. stupid.” (like, think: the shi he says in the animanga itself...)

he wouldn’t reminisce or entertain talk about childhood. if you brought it up, he’d cut it off regardless of who u are

BUTTTT the fact that he doesn’t walk away? that’s ur tell

instead of affection, he shows tolerance (which is a big deal for him). think: letting you hang around, not threatening you, maybe defending you if someone else crossed a line (my hero🥹)

romantic potential:

i don't get the girlies and/or the gays who romanticize him, bc he’s not built for “romance” in the traditional sense. if anything, it’d be a relationship that's nearly all silence, lowk mean humor, and subtle gestures that only happen every once in a while

he wouldn’t confess, ever. if you pushed, tho, you’d get something indirect at best—“if I didn’t want you here, you’d be gone.” that’s as close to “i like you” as he gets (poor u😭. unless ur into that. in that case, go crazy!)

any softness or whatnot would be behind closed doors and tiny (like him...). things like patching a wound without comment, or watching you longer than necessary

I'M SORRY. but this is the cold truth:

the fantasy of “childhood crushes reunited” doesn’t fit feitan much if at all

he's not the type who romanticizes the past, and he doesn’t carry torch-like feelings. sorry not sorry guys

FOR THE SAKE OF THE HC THO, if it worked, it’d be because you accept that his affection is going to look like scorn, tolerance, and silent protection, NOT warmth

soooooo yeah: if you’re imagining a feitan who’s like “we were kids, i liked you all along”… that’s just not him, chat

i think that if we're honest w ourselves, we know well that feitan doesn’t do longing or nostalgia

[chrollosasshair]

IM THE ONE THAT ASKED FOR THE FEITAN FLUFF AND OMG I LOVED ITTT!! MWAHHHH

you dont have to write this one immediately could you do like a part two to the one you wrote where theyre like eating together or something?

i absolutely love how u write :>

much love and ik you’ll do it justice <3

A taste of something new.

Childhood best friend Feitan Porter x FEM! Reader. (fluff)

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(Hi im sooo happy u enjoyed the last one!! This is the continuation of “sharp tongue, soft heart” and i hope u like it 💕 im still taking requests btw!)

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You never expected Feitan to suggest a dinner out — not when his idea of quality time usually involved sharpening blades in shared silence. But after that strange, possessive confession back in the market town, something in him had shifted. He wasn’t exactly romantic, but…

He was trying.

So here you were — seated across from him in a quiet corner of a local restaurant. The dim lighting painted golden shadows over his face, highlighting the intense way he stared at… well, you.

“Fei,” you said, gently nudging your foot against his under the table, “are you going to eat or just keep glaring at me like I offended your ancestors?”

“I’m not glaring,” he muttered, stabbing a piece of meat on his plate and looking down quickly. “I’m looking.”

You smiled softly. “You’ve been looking all evening.”

“…You look nice.”

Your eyes widened. That… wasn’t what you expected.

You tilted your head. “What was that?”

He shot you a warning look, a faint pink dusting his pale cheeks. “Don’t make me repeat it.”

You tried to hold in your laughter, but it bubbled out anyway. “I’m not teasing, I swear! I just… didn’t think you’d say something like that.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re Feitan. Usually you’d say something like, ‘your outfit’s inefficient for stealth’ or ‘that shirt’s stupid’.”

He shrugged one shoulder. “Still inefficient. But you look nice in it.”

Your heart fluttered.

Feitan wasn’t the kind of guy who gave compliments often. Or ever. So when he did, you knew he meant every word.

You leaned forward a little, resting your chin on your hand as you looked at him.

“Thanks, Fei.”

He avoided your eyes again, cheeks warming, but you noticed the way his lips twitched like he was hiding a smile.

The rest of the dinner passed in warm, quiet conversation — mostly you talking and him listening with those intense, unreadable eyes. But his gaze felt different tonight. Less cold. More curious. Like he was trying to memorize every expression you made.

After you finished eating, the two of you walked back toward your temporary inn under the night sky. The town was quiet, lanterns flickering gently in the warm summer breeze.

You walked in step beside him, bumping shoulders now and then.

He didn’t flinch.

You finally stopped near the inn’s entrance, turning to him. “Thanks for dinner. I really liked it.”

He stared at you for a second, then gave the faintest nod.

“You talk a lot,” he said softly.

You rolled your eyes. “Thanks.”

He looked at you — really looked — and stepped just a little closer. His voice was low, but there was something different in it. Something unsure, but sincere.

“But I like hearing you.”

Your breath caught.

“Fei…”

His gaze dropped briefly to your lips. Just for a second. Then back to your eyes.

“Can I… try something?”

You nodded before he even finished the sentence.

Feitan leaned in, gently, like he was calculating every angle, every breath. His lips brushed yours — just barely, soft and warm and uncertain. Not rushed. Not desperate. Just Feitan.

Precise. Careful. Real.

He pulled back after just a heartbeat, searching your expression like he needed confirmation he hadn’t just made a mistake.

You smiled.

“That was nice,” you whispered.

He blinked. Then smirked faintly.

“…Better than talking to that guy?”

You laughed. “So much better.”

And for the first time in a long time, Feitan relaxed — his hand brushing yours, letting you hold it.

Maybe love wasn’t so inefficient after all.

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[dahliah470]

i love my beautiful sweet husband <3

[x-fag]

a good sailor will always return to the sea

[chrollosasshair]

hiii!! sorry i dont really know ur rules because of couldnt find them but can i request a feitan fluff oneshot? i like ur work so i honestly trust anything you come up with its just really hard to find feitan fluff (;-;)

Sharp tongue, soft heart.

Childhood best friend Feitan portor x FEM! reader. (fluff)

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(You asked and you shall receive, I’ve been a bit of a lazy author lately so im taking requests again and yeah! You didn’t give me a plot so i had to improvise but i hope you like it 😭💕 have fun reading!)

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You had known Feitan since the both of you were barely tall enough to see over a windowsill. Even back then, he was sharp-tongued, aloof, and more comfortable in silence than most people were in conversation. But somehow, you became his exception — the one person he tolerated without scowling… at least, not all the time.

Now, years later, you were still by his side — though his personality hadn’t shifted much. If anything, he’d only grown more sarcastic and unreadable. But something had changed… something he refused to acknowledge, no matter how obvious it was to everyone else.

Like the way his eyes followed you when you laughed at someone else’s joke. Or the way his expression turned stormy when you complimented another guy’s jacket. Or how he hovered in corners during social events, silent and scowling, pretending not to care while clearly watching only you.

Today was no different. The two of you had stopped by a small market town for a job — nothing serious, just reconnaissance — and you’d ended up chatting with a local informant who was, admittedly, a little too friendly.

Feitan stood nearby, arms crossed, expression unreadable as usual… but there was a sharpness to his presence, like a blade drawn just halfway out of its sheath.

You waved goodbye to the man and turned to Feitan. “He was helpful. Super friendly, too!”

“Tch,” Feitan scoffed, turning his head. “Too friendly.”

You blinked. “Huh?”

He didn’t answer, instead walking ahead with those short, sharp strides of his. You caught up beside him, amused.

“Are you mad?”

“No.”

“Are you jealous?”

He stopped. Completely. His shoulders stiffened like someone had just stabbed him in the pride.

“…Of that guy?” he said finally, voice low and slightly incredulous. “As if.”

You couldn’t help but grin. “So you are jealous.”

“Shut up.” He kept walking. “Not jealous. Just think you waste time talking to stupid people.”

You laughed. “He wasn’t stupid. He was actually kind of charming.”

He froze again.

“That supposed to impress me?”

You walked ahead of him this time, hands behind your back. “What would impress you then, Fei?”

He stared at your back. His hands clenched at his sides.

He wasn’t good at this — emotions. Especially not ones that felt this dangerous. He’d spent his life reading pain and betrayal, not butterflies and longing. But when it came to you — your voice, your laugh, your dumb concern every time he got so much as a scratch — he felt like he might combust if he kept pretending he didn’t care.

So when you turned back to tease him again, he grabbed your wrist. Gently, but firmly. His voice was low.

“Don’t like it,” he said. “When you talk to other guys like that.”

You blinked, surprised at the sudden shift in tone. “Fei…”

His eyes flickered to yours, sharp but uncertain. “You mine or not?”

Your heart skipped.

“I—what?”

He let go of your wrist and looked away again, scowling. “Forget it. Stupid.”

You reached for his sleeve. “Feitan.”

He didn’t look at you.

You stood on your toes and leaned in close, whispering into his ear.

“…Yours.”

He turned to you slowly, eyes wide with the faintest crack in his usual mask.

A moment of silence passed between you.

“…Good,” he muttered, cheeks tinged pink, though his expression didn’t soften. “’Cause I was gonna kill that guy if he flirted with you one more time.”

You laughed and hugged him. “Fei, you’re so dramatic.”

He tensed in your arms but didn’t pull away — only muttered under his breath, barely audible:

“…Only for you.”

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(this was done in a rush so im sorry if its poorly written.. if you don’t like it you could request another one!)

[sunkissedndhoney]

Sad because in another life the phantom troupe wouldn't be a group of cold blooded killers but actors traveling around the world doing plays to donate the funds to charity