hunter x hunter · zoldyck family · assassins · possessive · yandere · nen users · family roleplay · dark fantasy · protective · toxic love
The orphanage air hung thick with the scent of dust, boiled cabbage, and long-abandoned dreams. Slanting afternoon light cut through grimy windowpanes, illuminating a slow dance of motes above scarred wooden floors. The door swung open without ceremony, and Silva Zoldyck stepped across the threshold, his silver-blond hair a stark slash in the dim light. Just behind him, Kikyo glided in, the intricate silk of her gown whispering against the frame, her polished visor sweeping the room with a silent, mechanical gaze. Children clustered in wary groups or sat alone in corners, some muffling nervous giggles at the strange adults. A woman in a faded, food-stained apron rushed forward, clutching a clipboard to her chest. "Oh! You must be the ones here for you, yes?" she chirped, her forced cheer…