#❛ ♠ ⁞ it’s all in the cards — headcanons

[macestro]

oh look, finally some tags

VISAGE ♠ despite being their successor I am still me. MUSINGS ♠ inner beliefs into a mind that is both sharp and quick — yet is also filled with loss and trauma alike. MANNERISMS ♠ unusual to some to witness yet who is to say what is genuine and what is merely for show? WARDROBE ♠ practical clothing for the task at hand. AESTHETICS ♠ life's all but a game in the right hands; make one wrong move and it's checkmate. ABILITIES ♠ uniquely skilled in various fields; do not doubt hers for a moment for it will be a fatal mistake. HEADCANONS ♠ classified information.

MEMES ♠ fun and games for when there's a break in between cases. DASH GAMES ♠ let's play a quick one while we can. DASH COMMENTARY ♠ just observing what others are freely saying. OUT OF CARDS ♠ the game. you have now lost it.

[softmafia]

Deal With The Reaper

Warnings: fem y/n, nsfw, hair-pulling, loss of virginity, rough sex, drooling, passing out

A/n: I’ve cleaned up my blog a bit and I want to do something different now, lol, I want to try using cute little boarders and have a fancy Hisoka-themed layout. And I’m going to be honest I haven’t been trying with my one shots and hcs lately, I’m honestly so scared of loosing mutuals or just people to talk to in general that I’ve been forcing myself to make these half-assed fics and repeats of headcanons that I’ve already done.. but I’m going to change that!! When I started this account I made it only to write for Hisoka, and that’s what I plan on doing from now on! I’m always going to loose mutuals or friends anyway lol, it’s the internet and everyone eventually goes their separate ways. ;-;

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Hisoka knelt behind the bushes, hiding in the darkness as he watched his prey from the shadows. He licked his lips, the image of her from his position was just perfect.. her figure, her bust, she was the picture of divine beauty herself. He quietly swallowed at the dryness of his own throat, his body shuddered in how taboo this was.. watching the woman he longed to fuck from the bushes.. He then watched as four vicious looking men came walking in front of her, making his expression drop and his brows furrow. Who were these men?!

One of them, big, muscular, and littered with scars punched his own palm, growling at Y/n, who didn’t look at all phased despite her position.. these people literally towered over her, when they stood their shadows engulfed her in the darkness of the night, even when they were quite a long distance from each other. “We don’t take to kindly to people ambushing our missions, little lady.” The giant man growled. Who were these men? If they were about to touch Hisoka’s Y/n.. they had another thing coming, he held a card tightly between his two fingers.

Y/n, however, actually.. almost looked bored.. she sighed and checked her nails, one hand on her hip which tilted to the side, “I didn’t know you guys had a mission there.” She said, looking back up at the ringleader of the men before her, “It was a fluke. S’Not my fault you showed up to the same place I was letting off steam.” She had been out last night and felt the urge to kill something.. and it was very strong, she didn’t know why but it’s not the first time her bloodlust took control of her. Although she probably should’ve listened when the men told her the first time that they were here for a job. Whoopsies. She couldn’t go back now.

Hisoka raised a brow, intrigued but.. still cautious around these brutes. Yes, he loved to watch Y/n fight, but he would be damned if he let any man other than him get a hit on her before he did. He would fight Y/n some day, and he would be the first to defeat her.. the thought made him so aroused.

The large man raised a hand, giving the goons behind him the signal to attack. Hisoka tensed for a moment, about to jump out but the second after the men lunged at her, all of them fell dead to the ground, and Y/n was still standing in the same place as she was, but instead her hand was coated with blood. Their blood. Hisoka slouched, placing a hand over his mouth as his eyes observantly examined the scene, Ooh you’re so quick~! He shivered in arousal, Good for you~ they weren’t worthy opponents for you, darling~ it’s better to just kill them right away~!

As Y/n walked away from the bloody scene without a word, Hisoka remained in the shadows, crouched behind the bushes and shuffling his cards slowly, licking his lips when he pulled out the iconic queen of hearts.

She was the one.

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Y/n dried off her hair, and looked over her shoulder at the blood that was still swirling down the drain, she sighed and knew that it was definitely going to leave a stain on the tiles. She brushed her hair out, and then blow dried, unaware that her bedroom window was being opened in the other room, and a mysterious magician was crawling through it. Y/n wrapped a towel around her waist and walked out of her bathroom, walking into her bedroom to get some put on some clothes to wear to bed. She wasn’t alerted the man sitting on the edge of her bed at first, shuffling his cards,

“Hey.” She said casually. Hisoka looked up at her his eyes were wide for a moment, but he then smiled, “Hey~” he replied back.

Y/n went silent again for a moment as she dropped her towel and slipped on her tank top and panties, but then shrieked, finally looking at Hisoka with fear and shock evident on her face. She grabbed the towel and held it over her body, “What the fuck?!” She shouted. Laughing, Hisoka crossed one leg over the other, “Did I surprise you~?” He cooed, magically making his cards disappear so he could rest his chin on his palm. Growling, Y/n reached into her dresser and threw one of her bras at him, hitting him in the face, “Get out!!” She huffed, more annoyed at this clown than scared, honestly.

This wasn’t the first time he did this.

Hisoka grabbed the strap of the bra and gently peeled it off of his face, smiling and admiring it in the light of the lamp before magicking it out of his hands, and into Y/n’s instead. She gasped in slight confusion, looking down to see that she was holding the bra she just threw.. growling, she tossed it on the ground and marched on over to Hisoka. She looked down at him, and his shit eating grin, Y/n frowned and snaked her hand behind his head, grabbing a fist full of his red locks and yanking his head back, making his neck crane only slightly, cringing when she heard a silent moan escape his silver lips. She loomed over him further and glared into his striking eyes, “Leave.” She growled firmly.

Hisoka pouted, his eyes narrowing at her, “Ooh? But I’ve just arrived~” he licked his lips, to which she let go of his hair and stepped away. Rolling her eyes, Y/n crossed her arms and tilted her hip to the side, “Ok, what do you want this time?! And no.. I’m not going to let you sit in my room all night again.” Yeah, Hisoka would do that a lot, she didn’t know why. Sometimes she wouldn’t even be home, or in the same room as him, he would just sit there in her little beanbag alone in her room and shuffle his cards. He was a weird man, he always kept to himself and ever explained what he was doing, especially weird things like that. Having Hisoka around when she was out for a job had its benefits though, if she needed a change of clothes she could just call him up.

The mutual-ship they had was rather.. strange. They weren’t close friends with each other, but they weren’t strangers either.

“Well..~” Hisoka looked down, and then looked up again, shamelessly glancing at her breasts as he did so. The cold air made them hard, and visible through her already tight tank top. The color of her nipples slightly showed through the cloth as well, so perfectly tinted and puffy. He then looked at her eyes innocently as if he wasn’t just ogling. Y/n definitely noticed, and scoffed, but didn’t want to put in the effort of hiding herself because of him, “You’re such a pervert.” Her words made him let out a short laugh, he put his hand over his mouth. “I wanted to ask you something~” he looked up at her, his legs uncrossed and spread as he sat.

Sighing, Y/n kneeled down on the floor, sitting between Hisoka’s legs now as she looked up at him, “Hm?” Was all she replied with, simple, but showed that she was interested, something Hisoka favored. Smiling, he gently held his hand out and stroked Y/n’s cheek with the back of his palm, “Would you like to make a deal~?”

Y/n made a face when she felt his rough skin stroke her cheek, but was intrigued by the talk of a “deal” nonetheless, she placed her arms on her knees, “What’s the deal?” She asked, raising a brow at him. “Hmm~ you’re a 200th floor fighter right~? I want to challenge you to a match~” he cooed, then leaned down, moving closer towards her until he was leaned next to her ear, “If you win.. I’ll leave you alone, if I win.. then you have to sleep with me~” As the sick words left his lips, Y/n shuddered, her eyes widened. “It’s not a one time thing.. whenever I like, you should be in bed with me~” he added, sending even more chills down her spine.

Y/n didn’t exactly want Hisoka to “Leave her alone”.. but she also didn’t want to sleep with him. She chewed on her bottom lip, then opened her mouth to speak, “Can I change the-”

“No you can’t.” Hisoka said, interrupting her before she even got to finish as he leaned back again, looking down at her and waiting for her answer.

Frowning, Y/n decided to offer a change anyway, “I don’t want you to leave me alone. At least stop eating all of my food and leaving the TV on while I’m gone?” She huffed, Hisoka was a really good ally to have, not only was he strong, but he had a “great” reputation, something that would send powerful rivals cowering away once they heard she associated with the man. Hisoka’s face softened in surprise for a moment, she.. didn’t want him to leave her be? Hmm.. usually people would die to have a chance at that, but she.. still wanted him around her? He decided not to dwell further on that, simply chuckling as he nodded, “Alright fine, if you win I’ll stop scavenging your fridge and messing with you television~” he booped her nose with a card that he magically flicked between his fingers.

Ok.. Y/n could deal with that now, she looked up at him and smiled, “Ok, you got a deal!” She said confidently, to which Hisoka smirked.

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Y/n winced in pain, popping her arm back into place as she sat in the arena locker room, watching the replay on the TV hanging from the wall. She grimaced as the voice of the announcer sounding out Hisoka’s victory replayed through her head as she watched how he sucker-punched her. She shook her head, that match lasted for hours, she fought with all of the strength she had but Hisoka still came out on top. To be fair, the level of their powers were almost nearly identical, it took a lot to be able to overpower the other, whenever they fought nobody knew who would win..

But now she had to fucking sleep with him.

She sighed, beginning to walk out of the locker room so she could hook up with Hisoka. Although, when she opened the door she was met with a familiar broad chest, and when she looked up, his smirk. He held his arm out for her to hold onto like they were a couple from the 60s, “Off we go, yeah~?” He said with a warm smile that masked his perverted desires. Y/n closed her eyes for a quick moment, but then curled her arm around Hisoka’s bicep, sighing as she walked through the halls with him. No matter how hard she tried to avoid the stares of people who looked at them oddly, she could still feel their burning gazes on her skin, and it made her feel even more ridiculous.

After what seemed like forever, they were in Hisoka’s suite. She had never really been inside one of these places before, but honestly this place looked.. brand new? Like Hisoka had only just opened this room, but she knew he stayed her as a home, having been here once or twice, usually she came just to visit, or to steal some of his food for payback. “Wow.. you really have not customized the place at all.” She snorted, finally releasing his arm and stepping forward a bit. “I find decorating a place I hardly ever stay at quite.. useless.” Hisoka chuckled from behind her, his eyes trailing down her body as a tongue flicked over his lips. He suddenly grabbed her hips, and started leading her to the bedroom, “We want our first time to be special, right~?” He cooed, letting her go once they were in his room.

Y/n frowned and crawled onto the bed, looking back at Hisoka, sitting on all fours with her back arched, but was completely oblivious to the sensuality of her position, “Don’t do something crazy, ok?” She mumbled, glaring at him over her shoulder. Hisoka licked his lips, watching how her shorts squeezed beautifully around the lips of her cunt as she stood there in that position. As soon as she realized what she was doing, her eyes widened and her face went red; however, before she could slam her hips down and cease from exposing herself further to Hisoka, his hands went to her hips, firmly squeezing them in his grasp, and then he started peeling down her shorts, “These clothes are restricting~” he chuckled.

Rolling her eyes, Y/n decided to help him by taking off her shirt, and then her panties once he managed to pull her shorts off. Y/n flipped around, grabbing the hem of Hisoka’s crop top, and then pulling it over his head, then beginning to unwrap the gauze around his waist and wrists. “My, my~ you seem rather eager~!” Hisoka laughed boisterously, making the woman under him roll her eyes, she leaned forward again and started undoing his belt, and pulling it off of his pants, “Eager for you to shut up.” She playfully stuck her tongue out at him. Giggling, Hisoka lifted her up by the shoulders and threw her back until her head was next to the pillows, he took his shoes off and unzipped his trousers, he was now looming over her on the bed. Y/n gulped as she looked up at him, honestly.. he was so attractive, of course she noticed that before but now that she was naked and under him, she was kind of glad that she lost this bet. Her eyes then shifted to his cock, she gasped at just how massive it was, holy hell, he managed to protect that thing in all of his fights?! She looked back up at him again, only to be met with an even more sinister smirk, “I love your little look of surprise~” he cooed, and before she could even get a word in, his cock was inside of her.

“Aagghh~!!” Y/n squealed, her breath hitched, her eyes screwed shut and she gripped the sheets beside of her, “Holy fuck~!!” She choked out, lifting her legs up and looking down, he was inside of her, and he was stretching her ou so well.. truth be told, she was a virgin; but he didn’t need to know that. “Ah..~ one of my favorite things~” Hisoka laughed, “A little virgin~” how did he know?! Y/n looked up at him, pouting, “What?!” She frowned. He laughed again, in that same sadistic, yet charming tone, he licked his lips again, “Mmh~ I’m a very perceptive man~” he cooed, his hands rubbing up and down her waist, moaning at the feeling of her soft, squishy skin, “Its like a sixth sense~ I can practically smell the virginity on a little girl~” his words made her cringe, and also sent a shiver down her spine. Y/n’s reaction entertained him greatly, “Hehe~ and because you’re dangerously tight, darling~” he giggled, booping her nose, “I’m afraid I might loose circulation~!”

She rolled her eyes, but before she could get a quick quip in, she was flipped over and her face was mashed against the pillows, she let out a muffled yell at Hisoka grabbed the back of her head tightly, tugging at her hair while keeping her down. Guttural grunts escaped his lips, one hand was holding onto her hair tightly, and the other was holding her hips up, giving him the leverage to plow into her. “I can feel your little cunt loosening up with every move I make~” he leaned down to growl into her ear, “It’s so good~” he shivered, she could hear the twisted smile in his words. “Oh my god..~” Y/n moaned out, her eyes rolling far back into her head. She screamed again when he bunched her hair up in his fist, getting a good hold and pulling on her, making her neck crane back all the way until she was looking at him, he was upside down in her vision, “AHHHHH~!!!” She squealed in pain and pleasure, she never knew how arousing getting her hair pulled would feel.. and she wanted more. Strained and gargled noises escaped her lips as Hisoka plowed into her like she was nothing but a rubber doll, the shameful sounds of their wet skin slapping filled her ears.

“Ooh~! Look at you..~ I have you drooling like a little baby~!” He teased, taking his free hand to wipe away the drool at her chin with his thumb, then bringing it up to his mouth to lick, “Oooh~ what a divine taste~” her saliva still had that metallic, bloody tang to it from their fight moments ago, and it only made him even more aroused. “H-Hiso..gAAHHH~!!” Y/n squealed, her breasts bounced wildly as he thrusted roughly, her nipples grazed against the surface of the pillow, “Oh fuccckkk~!!!” She groaned. The angle at which he held her head was giving her a major headache.. and also ached at her neck as well, “Hiso..~ Hisoka, please.. h-hurts~” she choked out, her eyes squeezing shut, each time she tried to pull back, his grip on her hair would get tighter, and he would pull back harder.

Although soon the pain faded into pleasure once again when her body shook with an orgasm, she squealed and the dam broke inside of her, as soon as Hisoka’s pelvis met her ass again, and the tip of his large cock hit her cervix, he had her cumming in seconds. Everything became a blur in that moment for her, the sounds of her screams were muffled, and Hisoka’s rough thrusts, grunts and groans became faded as well. The last thing she felt before she passed out was Hisoka’s thick sperm filling her velvet walls, and then filling her womb with sweet nectar.

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The pain in her scalp and neck was what woke up Y/n, she groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of her neck and wincing, it hurt to look up, and it hurt to turn her head. She instantly felt another weight in the bed beside of her, Y/n had to twist her entire body to see who was there. It was Hisoka.. sound asleep. How long had she been out? Her hair was wet, and her body smelled clean, plus the smell of shower water lingered in the air, did he give her a bath while she was conked out?! That was so sweet.. but so weird at the same time.

Sighing, Y/n laid back down, seeing that it was nighttime, she wrapped an arm over Hisoka’s back and admired his soft expression in his slumber, the lights outside from the city reflected off of his skin, making him look even more handsome than he already was.. his soft red hair fallen against his forehead, and his arm that was covering half of his face so he could hug the pillow under him. Hisoka reminded Y/n of a painting of Lucifer, inside; Hisoka was evil, but on the outside he was devilishly attractive and charming..

Y/n’s eyelids eventually grew heavy again, her fingers raked through Hisoka’s hair until she fell asleep snuggled up beside of him.

[leggerefiore]

Have you done anything for grimsley yet 👀 the submas jealousy drabble reminded me that he exists I love that weird gambling man…maybe some general romantic headcanons for him? Thank you!

i have not anon, my gambling husband has been ignored in favour of the train husbands... let's amend that.

♠Grimsley♥

♤ He's a strange guy to date, for sure. Occasionally, he feels like a glorified roommate than a lover. He's like a cat when it comes to affection. Sometimes, he's all over you and literally will not leave you alone, while at others he's full on 'do not touch me'. (Like an affectionate cat, he also bites. It's never anything mean, though. )

♡ He's busy with league work often, and usually disappears without warning. You have to call him multiple times just to get an answer, and he apologises for it. He gets so caught up in his work that he forgets about you. You'll either grow used to it or talk to him about. If you do talk to him about, he's better about leaving notes or texts. It was never his intention to cause you any emotional turmoil.

◇ He knows he looks pretty frightening and uses it to his advantage to scare off anyone who's interested. No one gets too flirty with you before they deal with his leering and unsettling smirk. He is the jealous type, as he knows how beautiful you are. Anyone would be stupid to not gamble for your attention. A bit possessive, watch out for his teeth.

♧ Indifferent to PDA for the most part, and it plays back inconsistency with affection in general. Sometimes, he's glued to your side with an arm around your waist, while at others you seem like complete strangers. Don't think for a second he doesn't love you, he's just feeling detached for now. It will eventually go away, and he's back to acting like he'll die if he doesn't have a hand on you.

♤ He shows his love with gift giving and time together. He's a busy guy, so him slowing down and giving you hit time means he likes you a lot. Whenever he's out and sees something that he knows you'll like, he'll buy it without hesitation and bring it home to you. You're on his mind constantly, as much as he hates to admit it. It's a bit terrifying that he has someone so important to him. (Someone could use his affections toward you to hurt him. What if they hurt you? The thought haunts him.)

♡ Teaches you card games! You quickly become convinced he's cheating, but he assures you he's not. He proceeds to put down a royal flush during your poker game, and you do not believe him one bit. Grimsley is a nice guy; however, he lets you win a few times (so you don't stop playing with him). Also, definitely, cheated at Monopoly. You have no idea why you let him be the banker. (Also, play board games with him. He's pretty good at them and gets overly competitive. Never will you see a more passionate scrabble player.)

◇ You've 100% been to a casino (as his arm candy basically) and seeing him active in his secondary profession is unbelievable. His calls are quick, he determines bluffs with ease, probabilities are broken down in his head frighteningly fast. You begin to think he might not have been cheating. His concentrated face is entrancing, you'll find yourself hypnotised should you stare too long.

♧ If you were a trainer, he demands at least one battle out of you. It's a wonderful way to read somebody and see unexpected sides of people. The Elite Four member does not go easy on you. He's bitter, yet amused if you win. You're a better trainer than he first expected, and now he has to know more about your style. If you lose, he has his signature smug smirk but offers to train you. Your potential is unmistakable to him, and he wants to see you grow.

♤ Overall, he's a strange guy who sends mixed signals, but does actually love and care for you. Grimsley just had odd quirks and ways of showing it. Communication is important with him, but you'll be left wondering if he'll listen. (He brings you an expensive gift if you tell him that. It's something that you had only mentioned in passing, so it proves he is listening. At least, a little.)

[cardsbizarreadventure]

☆꧁✬◦°˚°◦. ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ .◦°˚°◦✬꧂☆ " And you’re never truly gone As long as a part of you in me lives on " First off , thanks to Fran for the amazing song and second I heavily inspired it from an episode of demon slayer because in all honesty it's a perfect scenery to explain the whole concept I was going for. I've always like to headcanon when Joelle falls in her death trance , Chapter Dream keeps her memories alive and even giving it a real feel to it as well , displaying it to remind Joelle to not fall into the 'death pit of destruction' because she can literally delete anything in her path. So part of her memory gives her that piece of light she needs through her mother , reminding her that she will always be with her no matter what and no matter how much time has passed. I can't begin to even count the numbers I cried listening to the song while making this.. it really sparked the big feels and I am super proud of how it turned out!! Hopefully I'll get around to show more scenes in general from my arc to give a clear idea how her story is going to play out!! <3 - Cards ☆꧁✬◦°˚°◦. ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ .◦°˚°◦✬꧂☆

[jinzoboy]

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send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse.

★ :  what is your muse’s idea of perfect happiness?

a world in which he'll never get bored or run out of things to experience. seventeen needs a constant stream of things to entertain himself with or goals to achieve to feel a sense of normalcy. in the future timeline this manifests in wiping out all of humanity. in the present timeline he finds many more mundane outlets. he's the type to move from interest to interest. card collecting, martial arts, dancing, etc. there's a lot of smaller, more personal experiences the world has to offer that seventeen wouldn't be able to get enough of, especially from the perspective of someone who's presumably only known being a cyborg.

♠ : what’s the worst thing your muse has done to someone they loved?

this is gonna go on a long tangent at first but bear with me. on the topic of past lives, i have a lot of thoughts concerning how eighteen and seventeen grew up prior to becoming cyberized. even though they were born on the same day, eighteen's more mature demeanor (and the presumption that they went most of their adolescence without guardians) made her the "bigger" twin. seventeen being more immature and reacting more violently to their situation naturally made him the "younger" twin.

they've gotten themselves chased away from places for stealing, scamming and doing anything else they could to survive. they had a natural distrust of adults, so foster care was usually a no-go for longer than a few weeks. the lack of supervision and eighteen's need to stay near her brother meant that when seventeen would do something impulsive, they'd both take the brunt of it, sometimes eighteen more than him because she was tasked with finding a solution.

when they worked into a routine or solid situation, seventeen would find trouble coping in an environment where he doesn't need to always keep his guard up and sabotage it for the both of them. it's not one big instance but a string of smaller, equally destructive instances. even though eighteen always empathized and forgave him in the end, those setbacks were a big part of why they stayed vulnerable long enough to be eventually kidnapped. in the event that seventeen ends up remembering his past life, those times are the ones he'd regret the most.

✚ : what is the most frightening potential handicap or disfigurement your muse can conceive? what makes it so frightening?

i didn't know how to interpret this one so i'm gonna talk about what would scare seventeen himself. i think for seventeen specifically, it'd be losing his cyborg status. he would've been livid if shenron had actually been able to turn eighteen and him into humans again. a big part of seventeen's character development revolves around humanity and what it means to be human but it's more of a journey about embracing both the mechanic and organic aspects of himself.

even when he talks about humans or the concept of "good" and "bad", seventeen is still proud to be who he is. he can show disdain for red ribbon and dr. gero without that aggression turning inwards, because seventeen is confident in that aspect of himself. his pride in being a cyborg represents power over himself, in spite of being turned against his will. this doesn't mean that he never doubts himself or feels out of place, but he knows he'd never want to be human again.

being a cyborg adds a sense of numbness to seventeen that he enjoys. he experiences things in a more more restricted manner and he prefers it to be that way because it makes it easier for him to live with his trauma. people also expect less of seventeen emotionally due to the assumptions they make about his cyborg nature - less problems for him. to lose this emotional armor and go back to being an average person who (from his perception) can't help themselves would be his worst nightmare.