#Hisoka morrow imagines

[brokenquillpen]

Little Scenarios📝:

Illumi getting home after a mission, getting clean and comfy for bed and watching one of Hisoka's interviews.

He had recently found out that Hisoka's voice would help him sleep better, it was almost like he was here with him; it felt safe with him.

[chrollogy]

MY TURN

— hisoka morow x f!reader

syn: Hisoka turns into a complete mess all because of a strap on.

18+ MDNI; explicit smut, pegging/use of strap on, anal (m), bottom!hisoka, top!reader, porn without plot, just pure filth im so sorry, hisoka gets his shit rocked, pet name (baby), not beta read.

word count: 1.5k

notes: divider: cafekitsune. im running away . a quick lil smut warm up :3 i actually enjoyed writing this heh (oki see u on november !)

Hot. Damp. Filthy.

Hisoka’s pornographic moans filled the thick atmosphere of the room—they had no restraint whatsoever, ribbons, and ribbons of colourful curses tied with your name slipped past his wet lips; both coherent, and incoherent, each lust-filled noise came out of him with every merciless thrust of your hips. Face down, ass up. That’s the position you currently had Hisoka on, with his back unnaturally arched to take the strap even deeper.

How pathetic. A big strong man capable of killing anyone seemed to lose it at a mere silicone cock.

With Hisoka’s head turned to the side—he figured it’d be such a waste to muffle his melodic moans—he stared straight at you from over his shoulder; light amber gaze coated in pure carnal desire.

It held a hint of amusement deep beneath the brightness of its colour as if to tease you even though he’s the one getting railed into oblivion with a faux cock.

You clicked your tongue.

Even with that expression on his face—brows tightly knitted together, lips unceremoniously parted, and a glob of saliva rolling from the corner of his mouth paired with a deep crimson blush—Hisoka still managed to rouse a sense of superiority with just his eyes.

You gripped his hips, nails digging into the bareness of his pale skin before driving the strap-on cock deeper into his hole. “Mhm—aah! Yeah, that’s it—ngh!” The ivory sheets beneath his sweaty palms crumpled under his touch, eyes rolling to the back of his head as the tip of the faux cock kissed Hisoka’s sweet spot.

An icy shudder kissed up his arched back, leaving trails of goosebumps on his bare skin. Hot tears lined his pretty eyes, you watched as it rolled down his face, and onto the silk pillowcase beneath.

God, the sight before you was absolutely immaculate, downright filthy yet oddly enough, there was something so beautiful about it—the way Hisoka’s expansive back muscles flexed with pure pleasure, veins that decorated his arms bulged from the tightness of his grip on the sheets.

Not to mention how his muscular body jolted back, and forth from each merciless thrust of your hips. Bright red hair that was normally slicked back now fell onto his neck, damp, and stuck to his sweaty skin.

Hisoka looked like an absolute whore beneath you, and you lived for the sight.

If he was being honest, he couldn’t think properly anymore; his mind was nothing but a lust-filled mush, hungry for more, more, more pleasure until it pushed him into the brink of complete insanity. Pure ecstasy engulfed his body from head to toe, causing him to shake from the mind blowing sensation.

Oh, what an amazing feeling it was, if only he could live in this state forever. Sounds of wet squelches mixed with Hisoka’s shameless whimpers, and moans were like music to your ears—a sinful melody reserved for you only.

With your palms flat against his shoulder blades, you shifted your weight to your hands, using his back as a leverage to angle your hips better, and reach deeper inside him. Hisoka panted in unison with every thrust, the weight of your body on top allowed him to enter a blissful haze from the lack of oxygen in his lungs—almost like a drunken state but paired with lust.

His toes curled at the foreign sensation, relishing in the way it made his body feel limp yet stiff at the same time. The familiar feeling deep inside his stomach was slowly rising to the surface—he was near his orgasm, and you knew from the way Hisoka moaned your name like a broken record.

Ah, but you weren’t quite finished with him just yet.

“Turn around for me, will you?” You panted, hastily slipping out of his hole which earned a pathetic whimper from the man before you.

Nonetheless, Hisoka obliged, and swiftly so—as though mere seconds away from pleasure was going to cost him his whole life. He adjusted himself, bare back flushed against the sheets beneath, uncomfortably sticking onto his sweat-covered skin. A bright hue of red surrounded Hisoka’s head like a sinful halo, his hair was splayed onto the pillow which made him look all the more majestic in his raw beauty.

His hard cock slapped against his abdomen, it stood proudly, and leaked of a pearlescent pre-cum which you were tempted to get your tongue on, and relish at the taste of him. You wrapped your fingers around the back of Hisoka’s knees, bending his long legs, and bringing them to his chest before slipping the faux cock back inside his hole, earning a high pitched whimper from your lover, followed by a muttered curse.

Without letting him adjust, you returned to the swift pace you had set mere moments ago, pulling louder moans, and groans from Hisoka. At this point he was long gone, drunk on pure pleasure without an ounce of sobriety left inside him, letting you do as you please with his body as long as the feeling of ecstasy was what he received—a win, win situation.

Light amber eyes slowly dipped beneath his heavy eyelids, his stare held nothing but empty lust. As odd as it was, Hisoka’s fucked out expression allowed pride to bloom across your chest, a feeling of accomplisment that you, too, were able to reduce your lover into nothing but a common whore who eagerly chased after pleasure.

After all, it was always the other way around—Hisoka never shied away from taking you in many sinful positions, rendering you cockdrunk, and unable to form a single coherent thought.

You bent over him, palms placed on either side of his head, a smug smile painted on your sweaty face, “My, my, what a scandalous sight. God, I love that expression you’re making.” You moaned—a fake one to tease him. That was usually Hisoka’s line when he’d fuck you, he always loved to comment on your fucked out expression; per his words, it fuelled his sex drive like gasoline on fire.

Hisoka could only reply with a bite of his lip. Another set of fresh tears rolled down his crimson coloured cheeks as electrifying shocks of pleasure washed over his body. With the harsh jolts of his body, and tears clouding his gaze, he couldn’t even see you properly but that didn’t really matter since he could feel you perfectly fine.

“Fist your cock for me.” You breathed out.

Hisoka snaked a shaky hand down to the apex of his legs where his cock remained untouched, and hard. He wrapped his deft fingers around the shaft, back arched off the mattress at the added pleasure, “Aah! Fuck, that feels so—ngh! So good!” Hisoka’s lips curled into a crazed smile, a breathy chuckle erupted from his throat at the feel of his hole, and cock being simultaneously pleasure.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Everything felt too fucking good, he couldn’t help but feel amused.

Completely letting himself go, Hisoka eagerly fisted his cock in time with your thrusts. His body stiffened under the immense pleasure he felt, a series of incoherent sentences flowed out of his mouth as though he spoke another language.

Hisoka was close.

So fucking close to his orgasm  as the knot inside his stomach threatened to snap with each passing second—with each thrust of your hips.

The only thing grounding him right now was his free hand curling around the ivory sheets, and if he were to let go, he might actually start floating as though on cloud nine.

“Ah—! Mhm! Yes! That’s it, baby don’t stop!” 

And you didn’t, you kept the same merciless pace despite the resistance of his walls making it a little harder to thrust inside. Hisoka panted like a dog, bare, sweaty chest heaving up, and down as if his life depended on it; his precum-covered thumb deftly rubbed at his sensitive slit—up, and down, up, and down, fast, tight circles along the tip of his cock head.

Pleasure gnawed at Hisoka’s very bones, his body trembled with immense pleasure; mind completely blank, and in a lust-filled haze. Every muscle inside his body stiffened as climax neared, all four limbs tingling with a foreign sensation as though a million butterflies kissed his bare skin.

With one last thrust from you, and a few more tight rubs on his tip, Hisoka unceremoniously came with a loud moan of your name while pressing his head further into the pillow beneath.

Ribbons, and ribbons of thick ivory spurted from his hardened cock, and onto his chiselled abdomen—Hisoka’s face contorted in pure pleasure, completely lost in the sinful sensation.

Fuck, it felt like his head was spinning.

The two of you stayed still for a moment, allowing him to bask in the serene aftermath of an earth shattering orgasm, heavy pants from both of you quickly replaced Hisoka’s lewd moans. After a heartbeat, he opened his eyes, and you were met with a cold amber stare, full of predatory intent, and carnal desire,

And with a sinister curl of his lips, Hisoka breathed out, “Now then, it’s my turn.”

—

affiliated with @houseofsolisoccasum & @pixelcafe-network !

[soft-mafia]

(NSFW warning)

Being with Hisoka is like a physical rollercoaster. One moment he’s manhandling you, a strong hand squeezing around your neck, him thrusting into you at a brutal pace as he takes you in bed.

But then the next moment he’s giving you a bath, making you dinner, holding you against his chest, gently brushing your hair with the tips of his fingers. He likes the feeling of being able to do whatever he wants to you whenever he wants, which includes being as rough as possible with you to fuel his sadism. But the simple fact that he also wants to take care of you and be gentle with you is a sign he truly loves you.

[rotten-pomegranate]

Want him to put that cigarette out on me

Idk who the art is by

[marvelmymarvel]

Stars and Teardrops

Hisoka x Reader

Synopsis: You didn't know just how intimate painting his face would be until you tried it. Now you can't resist doing it before he leaves the house.

His hands rested low on your hips, thumbs caressing the bare skin peeking out from your shorts. You were focused, tongue between your teeth as you balanced your wrist on his cheek. "You're such a pretty little thing" he purred up at you, fingers digging into your flesh as you let out a groan.

"Don't talk I'm focusing" you muttered as you let the paintbrush touch his skin. The cold pink paint made him breathe out a quiet moan as you carefully outlined a star on his right cheek. Your eyes narrowed as you got closer, trying to see if your lines were even or not. "Y/n" Hisoka whispered, golden eyes flicking from your focused look to your lips, he just wanted a taste-

He had leaned forward to kiss you but you let out a grunt and pushed him back. "You're going to make me mess up!" You huffed out before grabbing his jaw with your free hand, steadying him as you repositioned yourself so you were slightly hovering over him. He silenced himself and his racing heart as he allowed you to manhandle him, you always were such a perfectionist. "I'm sure it's perfect-"

"AH there!"

A smile formed on his lips at the sight of your satisfied grin, but you didn't pay him any mind as you turned to the paint pot. Gathering more pink paint, you once again ripped him closer as you carefully filled in the star. If it was anyone else handling him like this, they would have been dead. But you were different, always have been, always will be.

You breathed out a sigh of relief as the star was done, quietly muttering to yourself about what color the teardrop, which you were going to do next, should be. "What outfit are you wearing" you finally stated as you sat back, your weight once more being applied to his lap. He only smirked at you as his hands tried to move your hips against him. Clicking your tongue, you ignored him and grabbed the green pot of paint, knowing it would match whatever it was he was going to wear.

Hisokas lips attached to your neck, his hands moving to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. "Hisoka" you moaned out, finally giving in to the way he was making you feel, "You have to be somewhere in an hour"

"I don't want to leave the house anymore" he retorted. His teeth dug lightly into the junction between your neck and shoulder, earning a yelp from you. The paintbrush fell from your hand as you plunged your fingers into his pink hair. "What do you want to do then" your breathing was labored as you awaited his reply, but all you got was him flipping you over so your back was against the bed, "I have a couple ideas... But none of them involve you painting my face"

[konekochanxhisoka]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR HISOKA!!!❤️❤️🥰

And hisoka was 28 years old in 1998, this was not a fan theory, he was born in the seventies. The proof is here

[luvfish1]

I need this man so badly. I would do the most unspeakable things with him. Bro can use me as a punching bag and id say thank you every time he finished with me 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

art credits hong_6740 on twitter

[ostentatiouslyonigiri]

Yandere!Hisoka xReader Drabble

A/N: So yeah, I had been sitting in this one for 2(?) years now. I think I posted this previously on my other blog @Needygirl17. Anywho, this isn't proofread, so you've been warned 😅

Stumbling into your room after managing to lock the door , you had only one thought on your mind: ‘No more’. With great anticipation, and legs that seemed to be weighed down with the weight of two ton bricks, your body seemed to be in agreement with your mind regarding your escapades with a certain clown.

What began as fun, had certainly faded into a mixture of regret, irritation, and exhaustion. From the constant evasion of playing cards that came with every confrontation , to the ever more constant utterances of “Let’s do this again soon”( a promise that was surprisingly kept, though inconsistently), you had grown tired of the relentless cat and mouse game the magician had forced you into.

Assessing the the now dark red, crusted over laceration on your arms, thighs, and abdomen, you gave company to the original thought that had immediately struck you before: 

“ No more Hisoka”.

There in the quiet of your dingy room, you relished in it. For once in the past few months there was silence. For once in what seemed like forever, there was tranquility. For once, in what seemed like too long, there was no more--“Oh dear. Perhaps I was too rough this time~”. Hisoka. Had this been the first time this happened,you would have wondered how he got in, but at this point, the question no longer even crossed your mind earnestly. 

 “Did you not enjoy our time together~”? Utterly drained dry of any real emotion other than fatigue, you withheld a smart ass comment that seemed to always make up your conversations with Hisoka. Except this time. As he began to speak again, the words that followed moments after shocked you. He said something that you would never guess would come out the selfish man before you: “Let me make it up to you”. 

Hisoka is a “ man of delicate tastes”; but in all your time of being with him, you had only ever associated his “tastes” with fighting and violence. Well, put an emphasis on had. As he slowly entered your womanly heaven with his anything but angelic tongue, you watched as it disappeared in an act that only a magician could muster. 

You laid there, writhing and wriggling in what seemed like the world’s own gift to you for dealing with the clown’s myriad of escapades. As time went on, the room’s silence gradually began to be replaced with sounds of Hisoka’s appreciation for your sex and your appreciation for his. You were no stranger to Hisoka’s sexual side, but it often came when he was brutally murdering his opponent or painting the floors of the Heaven’s Arena red with another one of his “ripened fruit” ;all with his card-ladened hands and the flick of a wrist. Curiously, said hands were showing a kind of care that one would expect from a seasoned lover and not that of a seasoned murderer. 

His tongue danced and glided along your clit with poise while his clawed digit slowly entered you. With a gasp, you relished in the sharpness of his nails as it poked your walls, hastened it’s pace, and was joined by a second. How could fingers used to causing so much pain cause so much pleasure? The answer didn’t matter, as long as his fingers kept dancing and inching further and further into your ever building core, all that mattered in the world was you and him. You were getting closer now, and your hands, as if having an agenda of its own,dug sharply into his scalp and pushed Hisoka’s head further into your slit. 

All fell silent; the slick sounds of him exploring your sweet slowed to a stop and the air grew menacing. All it took was a small look down to see that Hisoka’s eyes had turned into mere slits and his golden orbs served to convey something that,in your situation of vulnerability, was a very bad thing: Bloodlust.

Gameover.This was it. This was the moment that he was going to kill you and leave you as just another forgotten toy to be discarded. Tears began to prick the side of your eyes as you prepared for the worst. His smile grew and coiled like a vine around a twig.

To your surprise, suddenly Hisoka had you on top of him. His vice-like grip firmly placed you on his bulging member as he began to rock his hips.From tip to mid shaft, your pussy let it sink into you as if welcoming in an old friend. The stretch was painfully exquisite as you left out a desperate moan. Had you not already been wet from earlier, his thick cock would have been too much to bear. Groaning needingly, he began to speak: “ Mmmm~, (Y/n), who knew you would be so much fun~?’’ The straining in his voice was followed by the sharp rolling of his hips as it rubbed roughly against your clit made you let out a squeak. “ I want to break you, (Y/n). I want you to break me!’’ His pace quickened even more as he guided your hands to the one wound you managed to inflict on him. Knowing what to do, you clamped down into the barely healed wound and exerted all your frustration and need into it. The blood peeking from the newly opened wound soaked your hand while the other went shyly for his throat. 

Emboldened by your new dominant position, you squeezed his throat and abused him verbally as he was abusing your pussy.” You like that don’t you slut?” The words as they began pouring out of your mouth both surprised and embarrassed you, but this was no time for being shrewd. Insult after insult, affront after affront, Hisoka began to unwind more and more. His movements became more desperate and frenzied. So were you. Gradually, you found that your insults became more and more incoherent as you settle to only focusing on chasing your orgasm. 

You could already feel the pressure in your core begin to build until it became too much.

 “ H-Hisoka!” In what seemed like a wave of exhaustion crashing down upon you, you fell against him as you let him use your body as his own. Within what seemed like forever, he finally came, flooding your walls with his seed as slammed into you one last time. “ Aaaauuh. (Y/n)!”

You relax in his arms as you feel his cum pour out of you, your walls aching from the abuse. You were exhausted, but not like before. You were content; soaking in the warmth of Hisoka and willing to put aside your stress- for now. Shifting towards you, was his usual shit-eating grin and a smart ass comment that you knew the magician all too well for:“ So, did I make it up to you~?” With a sigh you rested your head against his chest, too tired now to answer.

“We really should do this again, soon~”

[hisokakissmeplz]

Illumi's Wife pt2

ok so I wrote two of these for fun mostly and I had so many ideas and I hope everyone likes them Um warnings: nsfw so mdni, creampie, Illumi has a breeding kink duh, hisoka and Illumi are warnings in themselves so idk that's it ig

Hisoka first bc he's my favorite<3

It was Valentine's day. (Bare with me here plz)

Since you and Illumi had not been married long, this would be your very first Valentine's day with him.

Would.

If he had bothered to take the time to spend with you instead of going off on some mission.

That wasn't what made you mad, though. You were aware his job was demanding and would require him to miss things as you worked the same profession. However, he had all the opportunity to tell you instead of waiting till the very last minute after you set everything up to tell you he was already there.

'He didn't even say goodbye', You thought.

You wanted this to be special, instead you sat there on your kitchen counter eating the chocolate strawberries you had made for the two of you.

You played with the lacy outfit you were wearing, the hem of it was decorated nicely with diamonds and white lace.

You and Illumi had agreed upon waiting till marriage to do anything intimate, your wedding night was the first and only night you two had done anything, so you thought now that you were married you would surprise him and celebrate today together.

'No point in any of this now' you sighed to yourself.

After all the preparation you did too. Rose petals on the bed and through the hallway, chocolate covered strawberries, candle lighting, your hair all done up nice and the sexy red lingerie you had picked out just for this.

Just as you were about to give in to your disappointment there was a knock at the door.

You jumped up in surprise and hope. 'it must be Illumi, he was just trying to surprise me.'

But it wasn't Illumi.

It was Hisoka.

His hair was down and he adorned light eyeliner in contrast to his normal look. He was wearing a white dress shirt now with diamond earrings dangling from either side of his face. The top three or four buttons of his dress shirt were unbutton giving you a nice view if his chest even though you could practically see the red of it through his shirt.

"May I come in?" He looked you up and down while leaning on the doorframe.

"If you must." You replied huffing in disappointment.

"You look rather ravishing, my lady." He comments smugly while shutting the door behind him.

It dawned on you now that you had answered the door in your rather revealing lingerie in your desperate hope your husband would be on the other side. You gasped and covered yourself quickly throwing on you silky red house coat in an attempt.

It was rather useless, though. Hisoka could still see the lacy guarders wrapped around your thighs and the red thigh high stockings you were wearing.

"Why are you here, Hisoka?" You voice was stern and part of him couldn't help but almost buck at your words and harsh tone.

"Why, can't a man check on his favorite little wife while she's all alone?" He brought out a fake whimpering tone to emphasize fake somber.

You couldn't help but wonder what he sounded like we he was whimpering under you.

"Well if that's all you're here for then, I'm fine. Now you can leave."

"Aw, not so fast," he sauntered over to you. "I brought you a gift."

" I really can't except anything from you, you should give it to someone else."

"No, I bought it for you." He walked closer to you causing you to self-consciously take steps back the closer he got.

"I figured I might as well pick something up for you," closer.

"While I was in town," closer.

"Picking out your gift from Illumi." Closer.

Your back hit the wall but he didn't stop.

"You could at least except the one from him, right?" His breath fanned across your face and you were sure he could feel how fast your heart was beating from how close he was.

"I suppose." Your voice sounded weak and you almost didn't recognize the sound.

"Wonderful." He grinned and stepped back, only enough to draw out a small gift box from his pocket.

He placed it in your hands, purposefully grazing his fingers over your hand.

You opened the lid of the box, inside was a beautiful bright necklace with a shiny pink diamond pendant (or your favorite color diamond pendant)

"It's beautiful, I love it." You smiled and leaned towards Hisoka unknowingly.

You were looking up at him with genuine joy at something he picked out, the look in your eyes and the way your boobs slightly bounced at your movements was enough to distract him from what you were saying.

"Thank you Hisoka, it was quite sweet of you to pick this up for me."

"Ah well," he chuckled redirecting his attention back to your conversation. "Only the finest for such a fine lady."

He took a step closer now as his eyes met yours in a longing stare.

You stayed like that, who knows how long staring into each other's eyes before,

You really didn't know what got into you, maybe his looks or maybe his soothing voice and sultry eyes, but whatever it was it took control of your whole body.

You leaned forward and up, closing your eyes slowly and meeting his lips with yours.

He was startled at first, you could tell from his lack of movement and the gasp of air that came out of his mouth before he settled and kissed you back.

You knew this was wrong, kissing your husband's partner while he was away? Really what has gotten into you truly?

Hisoka tasted of strawberries and bubblegum, unsurprisingly. His lips moved in sync with yours finding a nice rhythm before he started to take control.

His hands moved from his sides to yours, caressing the silk wrapped around you.

"My god baby," he breathed out between kissing, "if I would have known you wanted me this bad I would have done something much sooner."

"Shut up." You practically whined into the kiss.

You could feel him smirk into the kiss as he cupped your waist with his big hands tighter.

He pushed further into the kiss, sliding his tongue out to lick your lips.

You groaned and he took the opportunity to slid his tongue into your mouth and atse every bit of you he could.

You of course fought for dominance, not wanting to give in to him and let him be in control so easily.

Quickly everything became slobbery and wet and your were moth moaning into each other's mouths.

"Hiso," you moaned breathlessly.

"I love the way you say my name." He groaned pushing one of your legs up against the wall so he could grind against you. "Say it again."

"Hisoka." You whines while he began slipping your housecoat off your shoulders and kissing down your neck. "Hisoka, please."

"So obedient." He grinned against your skin.

"Not here." You barely got out the words as you pointed towards the stairs, gesturing for your shared bedroom.

God, you couldn't even think about anyone else while his mouth was sucking on your neck and his arms held you flushed against his body carrying you away without stopping.

He set you on the kitchen and quickly removed your silk housecoat before you could even object.

"So pretty." He whined, biting the skin on your left shoulder. "Mine now."

You pushed back, grabbing hold of his pants and pulling them off.

You stood up trying to take control back, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling him closer by the collar.

After you had rid him of his pants and shirt you flipped the position, shoving him onto the the counter.

"Sit."

"So bossy~" He cooed.

You began sucking on his jaw and biting the spot on his neck you knew made Illumi almost cry out the one time you two did it.

It must have worked because as soon as you did and grabbed hold of your hips and slammed your hips into his.

You could feel how hard his dick was by the way it was poking into your thigh each time he bucked his hips into you.

You kissed down his neck, to his collarbones down to his chest and all the way down to his v-line. You left deep purple marks all over his body paying extra attention to his nipples and the spot where his hips connected to his torso.

It drove him insane everytime you flicked your tongue over his nipple and bit at the underside of his pec. He couldn't take much more of this.

You pulled at his boxers, giving his length enough room to spring out causing him to moan at the feeling.

Slowly you pumped at his erection, gradually picking up the speed.

"Fuck, baby." He hissed and you could see his knuckles turning white from gripping the counter.

You continued pumping his dick and spat into your hands, something Illumi has told you to do your first time.

You leaned down lowering yourself to your knees, giving his dick a kitten lick before wrapping your lips around the head.

Before your mouth had connected him you had thought to yourself,

' What a perfect way to tease him, after all the teasing he's done to me.'

Your eyes flashed up to his watching as his face contoured in shock when you pulled away stopping all the pleasure you were giving him.

"Damn it, you little bitch." His words were harsh but the tone in his voice and the look on his eyes gave away how much he actually enjoyed your teasing.

Shoving you away only to grab hold of your jaw and force you to look up at him.

He huffed out. "Did you really think you'd get away with that?"

Squeezed your jaw open and thrusted into your mouth fast, moaning loudly when his tip hit the back of your throat.

You gagged around him. He was much bigger than Illumi and harsher too.

His hand tangled itself in your hair and guided you up and down on his dick.

Your eyes remained locked on his watching the way his face contoured in pleasure with each thrust into your mouth.

His grip in your hair eventually loosened and his thrust became sloppier.

"I'm, I'm gonna," his breathing was loud and sound shaky. "Fuck."

You could tell by the way he twitched against your tongue he was close.

"May I come down your throat?"

His voice was sweet and thick, almost suffocating. You nodded the best you could.

Flicking a vein on the underside of his dick with your tongue proved to be his downfall as he came undone into your mouth.

He slid out and you opened your mouth showing him all the come in your mouth before swallowing and opening to show him it all gone.

"Good girl, you did so well." His words made your knees shake.

He took your hands in his and helped you stand up.

He turned you around with your back against the ledge of the counter and lifted you up where you were sitting on the counter top.

"So good." You huffed while he abused the side of your neck with his mouth, no doubt leaving hickeys over the already bruised skin.

His hands ran all down your body shedding you of your outfit, despite how much he loved seeing you in it.

"Might I repay the favor?" Hisoka asked, his mouth peppering kisses all down your stomach to your thighs.

"Yes please!" You couldn't even recognize your own voice through all the desperation in your voice.

You didn't have to tell him twice.

His face dived in-between your legs so fast it almost knocked the wind out of you. His nose bumped your clit as he licked a long stripe up your inner labia.

He sucked on your clit as his fingers danced across your folds. You cried out at his minstrations

Slowly he slipped a finger into you and you noticed his nails were clipped.

"What happened to your, oh, sharp nail-ls?"

"They're still sharp on the other hand." His eyes were dark staring up at you as he stopped sucking on your cunt to speak. "would you prefer I switch?"

"N-no I, I don't mind them s-short." You continued to whine and decided against speaking much more.

"Hisoka!" He thrusted his tongue into your sopping cunt and you hand immediately flew to his hair.

He only hummed against you in response, your stomach tightened and your toes curled.

"Hiso, I think I'm, I'm gonna," you couldn't get the words out before your legs involuntarily wrapped around his head and your head flew back at your orgasm.

That's what Hisoka was talking about.

Illumi had never made you feel like this. Sure being with Illumi was nice and you had willingly married him, this was what you were missing.

"Hisoka, I'm sorry I-" your breathing was erratic as Hisoka stood up from between your legs when you remembered you had almost suffocated him with your thighs.

"Don't be," He smiled licking the rest of your juices from his fingers. "I quite enjoyed that, especially since you couldn't control yourself."

Your face flushed red and you looked away.

"Love, you're so pretty when you get embarrassed." He cooed whispering into your ear. "Please, look at me."

Something about the way he almost whimpered 'please' drove you insane and you clenched around nothing.

"Hisoka?" He looked up at you with his hands resting on either side of you on the counter top. "Please fuck me."

His eyes widened momentarily at your boldness before his signature smirk returned and he positioned himself in-between your legs correctly.

"Who am I to deny such a sweet request?" He purred slamming into you, his tip kissing your cervix.

"Hisoka!"

"Yes?" His remained still allowing you to adjust before moving.

Your eyes squeezed shut and your hands found his shoulders, digging your nails into them and leaving red marks.

He waited patiently, no matter how much he wanted to move, before you nodded and he slowly pulled out to the tip.

He slammed his dick back into you before setting a delicious mix between deep, slow and fast, rough thrusts.

While he was thrusting into you he reached over behind you and grabbed something.

It was a chocolate strawberry from earlier, you watched as he licked it while continuing stuttering his hips into yours.

"Such a good little wife aren't you, making sweets and prettying yourself up just for him." He sped his hips up and you could feel his dick kiss your cervix. "Too bad he'll never get to see you like this again. Open wide love."

Before you could respond he shoved the strawberry into your mouth.

Your eyes rolled back in your head and your arms wrapped around Hisoka's neck, pulling him closer.

"Kiss me?" You pleaded, barely getting the words out through moans and grunts.

"Anything for you." He whined continuing to thrust into you.

That was all you needed to come entirely undone. Your eyes rolled back into your head and and your nails raked through Hisoka's back as you came.

Your walls clenched around set off his own release as he continued fucking into you and whining your name.

"Can I, come in, you?" His voice was shaking as he barely got the words out.

You nodded violently, still coming down from your high.

you sighed, your chest heaving and you head still spinning.

"Hisoka, so good." You muttered meekly.

"Yeah, but I'm far from down with you, love."

Hisoka could have me any way he wants tbh.

anyway next is Illumi. This might be a little repetitive if you read the Hisoka one but bare with me.

It was Valentine's day. (Again lol)

You and Illumi had made plans to spend it together as this was your first Valentine's as a married couple.

of course, he got called in for a job though. You knew his job as an assassin was extremely demanding, as you worked the same profession.

Still you got lonely on nights like these, sitting in his tee shirt with your lingerie underneath. You had picked out green lingerie (his favorite color obvs) just for him and now he wouldn't even get to see you in it tonight.

Yet, no one was more upset about missing tonight then Illumi.

"No I totally get it." Hisoka spoke through the phone and his voice flowed through Illumi's head. "I'd be mad too if I had to leave my hot wife alone on valentine's day for some job."

Hisoka was on obviously just trying to piss him off now.

"Say, if you'd like I could go check on her." Illumi didn't need to be face to face Hisoka to know he was wearing that signature smirk, he could hear it through the phone.

"That won't be necessary, I have a plan already." Illumi could already see your smile and was so ready to feel your arms wrap around him. "Although I might need your help a bit."

"Oh please do tell."

Meanwhile you sat watching TV and eating the chocolate strawberries you had made earlier for you and Illumi.

There was a knock at the door and you debated ignoring it.

'who could be knocking this late?'

Deciding whoever it was, must have a good reason for knocking so late you answered.

Boy were you glad too. There stood Illumi all dolled up just for you.

"I thought you had work?" You queried.

"Don't worry, it's being taken care if."

Boy what Illumi wouldn't pay to see the look on Chrollo's face when Hisoka struts in instead of him.

Illumi wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. "I really like it when you wear my clothes."

"Oh yeah?" You sighed looking down at your attire.

He pressed his lips to the top of your head before leaning down (or up if you're tall) to kiss your lips.

It wasn't long before Illumi had you bent over the kitchen counter whining out his name.

"Lumi, Lumi too, much. Please!"

"Please what dear? Use your words." His voice was stern but you could hear the raspy whine from where he was close.

"Please, slow down." You were so close.

He only sped up, he knew you were close and knew how to please you while you were under him screaming.

You pulled his long hair, his chest meeting your back as he continued to slam you against the counter.

"fuck, more please!" You screamed, glad you didn't have to worry about neighbors considering where you live.

"Fuck, you're so tight." Illumi's hands caressed all down you sides, delicate fingers digging into your flesh. "Wanna fill you up with my babies."

Your walls clenched around him involuntarily and you whined when his dick poked into your cervix.

"You'd like that wouldn't you, dirty girl"

"Yes Illu, please I want your babies!"

He grabbed your waist and shoved himself as deep as he could, sure to leave bruises and came deep inside of you.

"Maybe that'll keep Hisoka away from you, huh?"

You were speechless, panting and still bent over the kitchen counter.

Illumi leaned over and kissed you lovingly.

Omg sorry that was so short I just kinda wanna hurry up and finish this

[bwabys-scenarios]

Hi!!!! What are some of Hisoka’s icks?

Okay, I would just say him in and of himself is an ick, but I’m gonna actually try and write for this nasty mfker. He only gets icks, no headcanons because I hate him. Don’t expect me to write for him often, and when I do it will never be positive

Hisokas Icks

-does not take your relationship seriously in the slightest. you are pretty much just a pet to him

-never around. like ever, he’s either off fighting someone or trying to find the next person to fight

-constantly compares you to his last fling, how they were stronger or better than you in some way

-smells intensely of bubblegum and some fruity cologne.

-so fucking rude. will roast the absolute FUCK out of you if he doesn’t like your outfit.

-kind of doesn’t care about anything you have to say or your feelings. again, you’re like a pet to him. a novelty

-bugs you often for fights. even if you’re not a fighter, he’s interested in you for a reason, you have some potential you don’t see

[imagineanime2022]

Sister Friend

Gon Freecss!Platonic X Fem!Reader Killua Zoldyck X Reader

Potential Illumi Zoldyck X Fem!Reader, Hisoka Morrow X Fem!Reader, Chrollo Lucilfer X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2519

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello again! Loved genya's post with a s/o like unohana. I could ask for a hunter x hunter in which the reader is like a big sister figure to gon and killua (they meet in the hunter exam) the reader has the power to manipulate time as she wishes and she is also an ex he murders and ends up drawing the attention of illumi, hisoka and chrollo.

Warning:- Normal zoldyck family stuff nothing that doesn't happen in the show, threats mostly made by reader, family death, reader killed her family

A/N: - this ended up being way longer than I thought it was going to be but I hope that you like it!

You met on and Killua in the hunter exam, you had been the one of the first to jump in the second challenge, you winked as you walked past them and stepped off of the ledge, easily standing on one of the strings of web waiting on the small preceding wind current before jumping grabbing your egg and using the current to get back up, you landed in front of them with a small smile “you figure it out?” You asked. “Oh! I get it, follow me!” Gon said as he ran past you, you walked over to Netero and the rest. “I passed?” You asked. “I supposed you did.” He smiled as he watched you pass the egg to Menchi. “Do with that as you like, you are the professional.” You said and her eyes widened as you walked past her and settled waiting for the others to pass as well.

The first time that you spoke to them was on the airship, you had been wasting time looking around, you had heard them before you saw them but it seemed that even Killua hadn’t noticed you when you rounded the corner “so what are we talking about?” You asked softly and they both looked at you. “You're the one who jumped first right?” Gon asked. “Hi names (Y/N).” You waved, smiling. “What do you want?” Killua asked, you looked at him and shrugged. “Nothing really.” You answered “Looking for some way to kill time and you guys are here.” “There are tons of people that you could spend time with. Why would you choose us? You think we’re easy targets?” Killua asked, you shook your head. “You two are probably the only two people here that I wouldn’t want to fight, you are honest and your potential is boundless.” You explained “most of the others won’t get much stronger than they are now, they’re easy to understand, manipulate and beat.” “What do you mean?” Gon asked. “Don’t worry about it, just know that I’ll be around to help you out if you need it.” You promised and despite not really knowing you they both believed you.

You saved them many times in the challenges that followed all while helping yourself. Killua however never truly trusted you until the moment in his one on one fight between Illumi and himself where you stepped in, everything around the three of you seemed to stop, you crouched in front of him and Illumi watched you intrigued “don’t worry about what happens next, even if he sends you home, I’ll come get you no matter what.” You promised. “You would not be able to get onto the mountain that our house stands on.” Illumi said, you turned back to him and glared. “You have no idea what I can do assassin,” You glared at him “go home for now, trust me okay?” “Are you sure?” He asked looking at Illumi and it was in the moment that you realised just how much his brother affected him. “I’m sure,” You pulled out a small necklace with an hourglass on it. “You can give this back to me when we come to get you.” “We?” He asked, your hand twitching as you felt Illumi moving behind you. “You think Gon is just going to let you go?” You asked and he shrugged “alright you owe me dinner if he shows up and if he doesn’t I’ll get you a chocolate bar of your choice deal?” “Who are you?” Illumi muttered as he looked at you. “None of your concern.” You answered as you walked back to where you had been standing leaning against the wall, you waved your hand and everyone around you began to move as they had before, the smirk that took place on your face was nothing short of menacing and if Illumi was anyone else he might have rethought his plan however everything went the way that you expected and Killua made his way home.

After Killua’s disqualification everyone else automatically passed, once Gon had woken up the small meeting that followed became more eventful then it needed to be with Gon making a declaration to save Killua “did you put him up to this?” Illumi asked as he looked at you, you sat at the end of one of the tables, hands clasped in front of you as your eyes shifted to him. “Excuse me?” You asked, “Gon let him go, he’s really not worth it.” “He took Killua.” Gon glared. “Mhm and we’re going to go and get him.” You promised “so let go of him and come here.” “You make it sound like I kidnapped my brother but he walked out of his own accord, on your order I believe.” Illumi smirked as you turned in your seat, finally facing him. “What you would have had him do was far worse than me asking him to go home.” You argued. “And how do you know what I would have him do?” He asked. “Time is my toy, I know what you would have had him do, surely you noticed.” You stood walking forward until you were standing behind Gon. “Do you need another demonstration?” Netero cleared his throat drawing your attention back to him and you grabbed Gon dragging him away from the assassin in front of the both of you and sitting him down “don’t worry I have a plan.”

Killua’s rescue was the time that you showed your ability, while the others took the honest route to the house, you took a direct and dangerous route, your ability to manipulate the time around an object made getting to the house easy, you were there within seconds of leaving the others, however the moment that you stepped into the house you were stopped “your from the information broker family am I correct?” You smiled as you looked at Zeno. “I mean there’s nothing left of the organisation that you speak of…” You shrugged. “Yes I remember receiving the warning from your grandfather the day that you were born.” Zeno explained “he promised that you would bring devastation to both families.” “Yes… And then he sent me away so in retaliation I came back and showed him what he had gotten rid of, he lived long enough to regret it and then the family fell.” You answered “but you know that already, so what is it that you want to know, Zeno?” “What do you want with my grandson?” He asked. “Which one?” You asked, he raised an eyebrow. “As it stands I don’t think I’ll ever see eye to eye with your oldest grandson, however Killua the one you’ve all decided a life for, I just want to give the choice back.” “Mm,” Zeno hummed as he waved a hand “follow me.” Zeno led you to a room below the house one that you knew would be your home should you ever get caught by them. “I’m coming in.” Zeno opened the door and inside your eyes found Killua “I believe that will do for now thank you.” “But Grandpa Zeno he isn’t even sorry not one bit!” Milluki complained and you looked at him. “Any reason for the whining or is that just your voice?” You asked as he looked at you. “Who are you?” He asked. “None of your concern.” You answered as you looked at Killua. “You owe me lunch.” “Yeah.” He nodded. “You may go now, Kill.” Zeno spoke. “Okay.” Killua said as he pulled his arms and legs free of the metal cuffs that he had been confined in before winding his shoulders to loosen them walking towards you “damn that hurt, hey Milluki, your right I’m not sorry but I did feel bad that’s why I let you slap me around for a little while.” “What was that?” Milluki asked. “Come on, I'll show you my room.” Killua said, taking your hand and leading you out of the room while slipping the necklace you had given him into your hand a promise fulfilled. “Oh Killua, Silva would like to see you now.” Zeno said. “Dad said that? Okay.” He said as he pulled you out of the room with him. The Zoldycks knew you as the last living information broker and you lived up to the name that travelled the underworld and the smarter of the family figured it was better that you were friends with the future head, they had enough enemies.

You hadn’t meant to catch Hisoka attention however, you were looking after you two self proclaimed little brothers when the overwhelming bloodlust hurtled down the hall they had just turned down, you used yours to push back against coming to stand behind them finding Hisoka sitting on the floor, you knew that he didn’t know your name so you didn’t bother to give him the satisfaction of knowing his “Who’s this clown?” You asked. “Clown?” He asked. “Do you prefer, Joker?” You asked. “Who are you?” He asked. “Me?” You asked. “Mmm.” He hummed standing. “Go with Mr Wing, he’ll teach you what you need to know.” You ushered them both off lifting your hand to stop that card that Hisoka had thrown as you turned your back. “What about you?” Gon asked. “I’ll be fine, I'll meet you there, don't worry.” You winked, Killua grabbed Gon’s arm pulling him toward Mr Wing who was waiting for them at the end of the hall. “Is there something that I can do for you dear?” Hisoka asked. “What are your intentions with them?” You asked, hand dropping to your side though the card stayed high in the air. “My intentions?” He asked. “I want them to become stronger.” “Stronger? Why?” You asked. “They have potential, surely you know, you’ve felt it, that’s why you're drawn to them.” He smirked. “I just want them to reach their potential, I love to fight but I want to fight strong people, people like you though I doubt you would fight me.” The card moved back in his direction and embedded in the wall behind him. “Don’t give me a reason to fight you, if you do you won’t win.” You warned him, this time when he felt your blood lust pour from your body his lip caught between his teeth. “Interesting little time traveller.” He let his head fall back lazily as you turned away from him again. “Until next time, Jester.” You said before you disappeared.

Hisoka was the one to call you to his room this time, it was after his fight “Didn’t know you had company should I go?” You asked as you appeared leaning against the window. “No please, I was just leaving.” The woman answered. “So what do you want?” You asked. “I want to make a deal with you.” He said and you looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “It’s clear that you don’t intend to let any harm come to those boys, all I want is for you to continue to protect them while they become stronger.” “I fail to see how I get anything from aligning with you.” You reminded him and he stood from where he was sitting stepping closer to you, had you been anyone weaker you would have been worried about the time you had left on this earth. “I’m losing interest quickly.” “Well when I finally fight them, I promise not to kill them.” He smirked as you looked at him and glared. “Why would you promise that?” You asked. “Because I know that you have no intention of letting me get any closer to them with the fear of their death, if I promise not to kill them, then you’ll let me fight them won’t you.” He smirked. “If they want to. Would the deal still stand if Gon were to fight you here?” You asked. “Of course.” He smirked as he stepped closer still within range of reaching for you, however before he could get too close you used your nen to manipulate the time around him and move towards the door faster than he could catch you. “Consider your deal made, if you break it, I’ll kill you myself.” You warned him, he gave a soft chuckle in response but did nothing as you left.

I look forward to our next meeting. A text message, the only evidence that you had ever been in his room in the first place, to Hisoka you were a force of nature, something to be tested, he’d gladly provide that test for you.

Chrollo was someone that you knew of before going to York New city however you never expected that the boys would end up getting mixed up with the Phantom Troupe and much less their boss. With the boys captured you had one option so you walked into the lobby of the hotel, everyone around you slowing to a stop as you positioned yourself in front of the Troupe. “One chance to let my little brothers go, I don’t want to have to take them back from you, I can be violent when I deem someone a threat.” You warned them “are you both okay?” They nodded and you nodded back before your eyes found Chrollo. “You are?” Chrollo asked, you looked around mock confusion on your face. “You're supposed to be smart, use the context clues.” You grumbled as you increase the rate that time moved around you, moving faster than they could see, easily taking Gon and Killua back from the thieves. “Your ability, how does it work?” Chrollo asked, stepping forward, you smirked at him and shook your head. “Why would I ever tell you that?” You asked. “I’m sure that’s one of the conditions for your ability right?” There was a small quirk of his lips and you looked at him and smirked as you placed yourself between them and the boys. “We find ourselves in need of a new member, would you consider the place in exchange for your brothers’ lives.” Chrollo suggested, you looked at him and smirked. “What is it with all you big boys and your deals?” You asked “I won’t be joining your idol group anytime in the near future.” “Why is that?” He asked. “Because you offer me the place at your side in the hopes that I won’t stab you in the back and should I accept the position, you would be right to assume your safety. I have no intention of stabbing anyone in the back.” You informed him “my ability affords me the luxury of stabbing you in the heart and watching the light leave your eyes when I’m ready to let you go, I promise you that will be the only outcome the next time that you threaten those I call my family.” “You're an interesting one.” He smirked as you turned away from him and lifted to accelerate the time around you, Killua and Gon as left concealing the direction you fled in. To Chrollo, you were a proposition that he intended to pursue and secure before anyone else could.

Request Here!!

[brokenquillpen]

One of my favourite headcanon is that Illumi and Hisoka met when they were young but were separated (by life or Hisoka ruining off or maybe illu's parents) then they met later in their teens or as young adults, when they both had change so much....

[soft-mafia]

Still on my delusional bs that I still think Hisoka would be the best boyfriend/partner out of the adult trio

[queenmimis]

MY LUNGSSSS🤲🏾😭

♠️~ hello, everyone! i haven’t posted in a little bit so while i desperately work on requests here is this silly hxh smau. enjoy

. ��� °⛓✧༺ language, sfw, fem!reader, brief, lighthearted mention of murder in Hisoka’s ༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚⛓

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲- 𝐟𝐭. 𝐠𝐨𝐧, 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚, 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨

『gon』ღ

🪦˖⁺(killua)_💚

🥀༶⋆˙⊹(kurapika)୭ 🕊🗝🌿

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ hisoka

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ illumi

*:･ﾟ✧ chrollo *:･ﾟ✧

[konekochanxhisoka]

Hisoka looks hot in a black suit... better than Kuroro 🤣

[plegg-culture-is]

Fannish plegg carton culture, specifically protogenic-endogenic plegg culture that later finds itself to be full of permanent resident soulbonds is —

In very very early childhood:

*Projections literally playing H.O.R.S.E or whatever that basketball game is. Of course the main fronter never played, because they are too short.*

"Huh!! Well I mean those barbecue sauce was spicy before but it's 0.05 seconds later and I feel completely different as a person and also this barbecue sauce is no longer spicy. Oh well. The teacher called me a liar over barbecue sauce so I'm gonna be a shithead to them and have a meltdown"

In middle school:

"What would Gohan do if he was in this world???"

"What would Jayfeather do if he were in this world??"

"OMG. WHAT WOULD. IZAYA ORIHARA DO IF HE WAS IN THIS SITUATION JIST SOME MIDDLE SCHOOLER NOW"

*Has full-ass slow changing "see through my eyes" quasi-ceremonies based solely on vibes since we didn't have innerworld completely built yet*

*Chasing each other in hallways and all people saw was a small autistic child running for no reason lol*

"Why the fuck can I never feel my face when something horrible happens to us me? Also I relate too much to Silver from Pokémon HeartGold/SoulSilver"

In high school:

"Yep just Gon and Killua from Hunter×Hunter chillin' over there. Nobody can see 'em and these feel pretty distinct from hallucinations considering I can't literally see them. Eh. Maybe just imagination."

*Checking out a pro-endogenic blog in 2015* "Yup I am just a curious singlet"

*Still chasing ourselves through hallways just less or more hidden because people are stupid.* Why the fuck am I so angry all of the time. Why the fuck do I feel like there should be more to all of this.

"Hhhh Illumi Zoldyck from Hunter×Hunter patting my head is completely normal. So is pretending I am Ethan from Pokémon HeartGold/SoulSilver I'M NOT PRETENDING ThOUGH??? I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS all I know is I am definitely Ethan, , not Ethan? And Illumi Zoldyck is petting my head and we are working at a McDonald's right now. What the fuck is happening" *Proceeds to ignore this and never tell anyone until we are today years old*

"My vitriol for Hisoka Morrow of Hunter×Hunter has three sides to it. I hate him and his canon. I have no clue how to explain the other two sides to this and I cannot stand my friend obsessing over this character" *Proceeds to also ignore this one too, and never tell anyone until we are today years old*

In university:

"Hey 30 year old Gladion idk if you're actually a figment of my imagination anymore but yeah sure your sister Lily and her daughter Mei can chill in here in this brain for awhile. Does this mean I'm genderfluid lol?" (Narrator: this is, in fact, NOT what genderfluidity is supposed to feel like.)

"Oh well I guess Itonai from Assassination Classroom is just decided to sleep in the bed tonight. Get the fuck off of my bed ya lazy bum. Noooo it's just wei — get back in our head you freak (//lovingly, platonic)"

*Just feeling fucking uncomfortable around sysmedicalists but especially the sysmedicalists who were anti-endogenic as well (yes there are pro-endogenic sysmeds!! Uhm but definitely not plural, nope)*

"I am now talking to these projections while brushing my teeth. Lucifer from The Devil Is A Part-Timer has literally crash-landed into our brain along with Emilia Justina. Wtf?"

*Discovers the word endogenic yet again and gets the weird euphoria again*

*Maybe our late second year at university, at fucking 11PM, after anime club finishes — Kusuo Saki just fucking chilling on top of the table via projection* "Heeey so remember that one time in high school where you had weird daydreams about that pink-haired psychic boy and the blonde with drills? Welp, Mami Tomoe picked me up on the way here —" *Queue freakout of the main fronter at this point*

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SO ANYWAYS that is. Uh. Some Stuff(tm) yaaay, anyways the good thing about this is we don't think our queer shit would ever, ever be as fucking weird as our plurality shit in the context of the societal context and chronological context we, Rusanya, live in, so figuring out we're aceplex (since we found the plurality first and asexuality is more of a veil) was mostly just an "AHA okay then lol" and we just kind of slap every label on the planet onto us that we like that we think applies, both on an individual and collective level. :D

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