damn being into lame hetslop aint enough for you you have to remove anything remotely interesting out of their potential dynamic too yall would ship two toothpicks together if i said one is a boy and one is a girl
You have your likes and I have mines. Simple as that. If you don't like that go home, cook rice 🤙🏽
tallifying a short king like that smh… hiei should always be the shortest person in any given picture #respectourmanlets
I commissioned a picture of a post-series fic where the author mentioned that Hiei grew. Regardless, people change character’s skin color, body type, gender and sexuality all the time on this platform. Do you get your panties in knot every time you see that?
My submission for the day 1 prompt Samhain for HB Week 2025.
It’s not safe for lone travelers such as Hiei to roam the streets on Samhain when the veil between the living and the dead is weakest. That’s why he needs her to guide him.
I was able to collab with my favorite author/friend @mystikoorime for this commission based on her fic "Home".
Can't you tell I love this story so much 😂
Artist- Matzusaga
The breeze drifted in, ruffling through her clothes and hair and cutting off her thoughts.
"It's a little cold, isn't it?" she noted, rubbing her hands together.
Hiei glanced over at her.
"You should have worn something warmer."
"Well, I-"
The words died on her throat when she felt Hiei take a hold of her hand. Warmth immediately flooded all of her, starting from the point of contact and spreading outwards. He continued onwards, as if the two of them holding hands made absolute sense, forcing her to follow on autopilot. She knew that he normally detested all sorts of skin-ship, so the fact that he initiated it for her sake was a little shocking and heart warming and confusing all at once. Her heart fluttered again, each beat echoing a sentiment that she refused to acknowledge.
"You should take better care of yourself," Hiei grumbled lowly. "Even your hands are cold as ice."
Botan blinked in surprise, not at all expecting him to comment on their current situation. She smiled at the note of concern hidden beneath the irritation in his tone and shook her head.
"They're always like this. But you know what they say: cold hands, warm heart!"
"Hn."
"And if cold hands are enough to yield a warm heart, then just imagine what having warm hands like yours must mean..." she continued.
Hiei only stared back at her in confusion, mouth slanting downwards a fraction.
"It means you must have the warmest heart," she concluded.
The grip on her hand slackened just a bit.
"That's not the way that phrasing was intended," he replied sternly.
Remember the 1st fight with Hiei and Yusuke and he used the rings on Yusuke? What if he used it in the bedroom instead 😏
The room was quiet except for the soft rustle of fabric and the steady beat of rain tapping against the paper windows. Botan exhaled slowly, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Candles flickered on the low table, casting Hiei’s shadow in jagged, dancing shapes across the walls.
She lay on the futon, wrists resting above her head where energy tendrils—soft red—looped delicately around her skin. They weren’t tight, but there was no mistaking their purpose. They held her in place, humming with the unmistakable presence of Hiei’s Jagan. Cool to the touch, and yet it made her feel hot beneath the surface.
"Still breathing?" His voice cut through the stillness—dry, edged with amusement but carrying that undercurrent she was learning to hear. Concern disguised as indifference.
Botan’s lips curved. “You’ll know if I stop.”
He stepped into her line of vision, shirt half undone, dark hair casting shadows over one crimson eye. The Jagan pulsed faintly at the center of his forehead, half-lidded and glowing.
“You let me do this,” he said quietly, crouching beside her. His fingertips brushed along her collarbone, light as mist, yet her skin came alive under the touch. “You let me hold you like this.”
Botan’s throat was dry. “Maybe I’m just curious what a night with the infamous Forbidden Child is really like.”
He leaned in, breath warm against her ear. “You already know I’m dangerous. But I think you want to find out just how dangerous.”
Her heart thudded hard. The restraints around her wrists tightened, not painfully—but enough to remind her who held the reins. And that she had offered them to him willingly. The first time she seen Hiei used them was during their first encounter at the warehouse and on Yusuke. Instead of using them during a fight he decides to use it in the bedroom.
The air around them felt charged, like the moment before a storm. Hiei’s touch trailed lower, down her arm, across her ribs, never rushing—never giving her more than a flicker of what she wanted. His restraint was infuriating. And intoxicating.
She arched slightly, testing the binds. “So serious tonight,” she whispered.
His eyes flicked up to hers. “You wanted this. You said you trusted me.”
“I do.”
The moment stretched—silent, heavy with promise. Then he moved closer, lips brushing her jaw, voice low.
“Then surrender to me. Completely.”
Botan didn’t look away. Couldn’t. The restraints shimmered with energy, holding her body in place—but her heart was already in his hands. The Jagan pulsed once, and she felt it—not just physically, but inside. A psychic caress, brushing the edges of her thoughts, her emotions. Seeking permission.
She let the barriers fall.
And Hiei felt it—her longing, her nervous excitement, the flicker of vulnerability she rarely let anyone see.
His breath caught.
He kissed her—not rough, not rushed, but reverent. And when his body pressed over hers and the restraints drew tighter, she wasn’t afraid. She was his.
STUPID ASS HIEI X BOTAN FANS GET A LIFE YA SICK FUCKS
HIEI DOESN'T LIKE BOTAN. HE ONLY TALKS TO HER TO THREATEN HER LIFE OR INSULT HER. "YES, TELL YUKINA I AM HER BROTHER. I'LL ENJOY TORTURING YOU TO DEATH," "YOU TALK, YOU DIE," AND OF COURSE MY FAVORITE, "LEAVE, BEFORE YOU HURT YOURSELF.") BOTAN IS NICE ENOUGH TO DEFEND HIEI AS A "PERFECTLY DECENT GUY," BUT THAT'S ONLY WHEN KUWABARA TELLS YUKINA NOT TO GO NEAR "SCARY" HIEI. SHE'S TOO CHEERFUL AND (LET'S FACE IT) TOO DENSE FOR HIM TO STAND, AND HE BELITTLES HER WAY TOO MUCH FOR THEM TO MAKE A HAPPY OR HEALTHY COUPLE. YALL STUPID ASS HIEI X BOTAN FANS HAVE MENTAL ISSUES GET CHECKED ASAP!!
🥱 You bore us with your recycled posts, lame insults, and mentally-unstable vitriol. It’s not our fault our ship continues to thrive while you’ve got no fandom to attach yourself to because no one wants to associate with you.
P.S. you make our ship stronger and want to create more content just to annoy your dumb ass 😘
Help me convince Hiei to join this kiss art trend! If we make it to the end, I’m thinking maybe a polycule or something spicy. I’m open to suggestions!