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Hisoillu Week(end)

Prompt (08/23): past (first encounter)

Hisoka (24yo) was bored. He needed a new playmate. Illumi Zoldyck (21yo) just fell into his trap.

TW: blood, homie-cide, probably a violent family, stalkering, sexual references, so on and so forth... but just slightly :) also some typos.

This came out by the headcanon that my dear @lumizold and I had about their meeting. We also roleplayed it and it was the time of my life istg. Guess who roled who. Actually pretty easy. Too easy maybe. But here I tried to wrote them both on my own, and he liked the result, so i guess this is... good! At the very least. So shoutout to him for helping me understand better this difficult and majestic character, illumi zoldyck. He's now the boy of my life. And if it wasn't for him, i couldn't have written this as canonic as it- should be? is? well it's just conjugetion, we don't really care.

Enjoy!

Illumi was in the airship, heading towards a spot in the Padokea region where he got an assignment. A very important assignment... which would have made lots of money, according his grandfather Zeno, who just congratuled him for the assignment received. Well, if the Zoldycks' bank account was happy, the Zoldycks would have been happy too. Right?

He didn't question about it, but he had to admit that the request was pretty weird. Asking to a family of assassins for protection wasn't impossible, nor improbable, but... unusual? definiterly the most unusual thing ever happened to him. His square mind couldn't can a so shapeless thought... it was worst than having an uncovered glass of water in your car while speeding... and drifting. Up a montain road. Through sharp bends. In short, the water spills everywhere and you can't keep it in the glass, where it should have been since the beginning... if there were salted pistachios in that glass, they wouldn't have flown all over. Like the water did. He hated water as a kitten does.

Sitting straight and perfectly still in his second class seat, he kept overthinking his job assignment.

He knew little to nothing about it. Nothing too useful, and that was the reason he was ruminating the best way to make things work in case something went wrong upon his arrival.

A wealthy mafia boss has been repeatedly harassed by a real weirdo, whose incredible strength frightened all of his guards (all the hundred persons designated on working on his safety were terrified by him). He followed him everywhere he went, he stopped him to talk and ask him very molest questions. There, he had obtained this description of him: he was a molest man, tall and muscular with "shoulders like this" (you would say it's an accurate description), with magenta hair pulled back that stayed like this as if under an enchantment, a strange clown make-up with a little star and a teardrop under each eye, odd clothes with card suits motif and ridiculous shoes (again, what an accurate description...), but his voice was mellifluous and hardly you could discern his gentleness and his way of fooling you. It was so stressful, dealing with him. And therefore he was easily recognizable.

Illumk kept looking outiside the window.

The mysterious, molest clown was, among other things, a violent. He threatened to kill him in exactly five days, and already got in a fight with his guards, snuck in his super-secured estate's garden... well, he was a public manace walking on well-functioning legs. Illumi already thought that making those legs useless could be a good idea... but the client commissioned the homicide before he could pull out a joke of his, and so be it. In faxt, his job made more sense this way. Protect the client... by killing an enemy. Yes. This way, now, even the water in the glass had become governable in that devious journey.

And he went back to staring out the window.

He just wanted to go back home and see how his little brother Killua was handling their father's care.

?!?

Illumi felt dumbfounded. He wasn't effectively shocked, but... he still was speechless, his big black eyes whose pupils couldn't stand out over their irides were drawn towards the silent estate in front of him.

Corpses.

Corpses, corpses, corpses.

Corpses everywhere in the garden. Were they planted there as decorations, in order to scare the most cowards or were they there to give troubles to the one who had hired them?

One of the floor lamp along the walkaway had been blown. Something was stuck in it, and had short out part of the electric system, and now it was slowly catching fire.

It was... a playing card.

So, he really was dealing with a clown.

As if he was terrified, in that catatonic state of his, Illumi started running through the corpses, jumping over the blood puddles on his way, without sparing a glance at the deads' abhorrent expressions.

He really felt a bit of dread.

If... he failed...

He would not receive his payment! Those two- really serious parents perfectly capable of taking absolutely rational and logic decisions didn't get paid up front. Once, he tried to advice them about that little, hazardous detail... but after receiving that slap from his father, he couldn't even remember what was so hazardous about getting paid when the job was finished. And now they risked receiving nothing.

And yet, Illumi was right on time... he got embarked like a robot on the first available transportation, with the confidence that the clown would have made his appearence in eighteen hours circa... instead, the clown arrived and made them all dead. Deads. Deads everywhere.

Deads everywhere in every hallway he passed through. Was that a finger, that one he was seeing hanging on the wall with a card? Oh, yeah, it really was a finger. A little finger. Certainly a little finger, because the severed hand five meters further ahead was missing a little finger.

Macabre and thorny details passed under his unperturbed glare to embed in his mind, as if pinning them with pins on an enormous board. It was the summary of all the things he should be reporting his dad, along with his ass in order to let him whip it to a pulp, probably.

He began to spy a room, the only one with an open door, the warm light escaping by slithering through the threshold.

Corpses. Corpses everywhere. A man hanging on the wall, and one crawling to the door to escape, were the ones who immediately caught his big eyes.

A mature man, around his 50s and bald, was being held by the throat by... a... a guy really tall, and big... with a giggle sweet as honey, kind of mellifluous, his pale, muscular arms with protruding veins stretched towards the adult. Something about his appearence seemed off, but he didn't pay that much attention.

He was toying with the man. Like a white kitten pawing maliciously at a tailless lizard, already mortally wounded by his claws and canines. The man almost didn't try to free himself, but he looked like he was waiting for a miracle, a small glimmer of salvation to get his paws off of him.

They were the only ones alive.

— Oh, I guess I have visitors~

His murmur wasn't directed to anyone buy the adult between his hands, who he hold tightly. His face was vermilion. He could already see, already imagine them, some ecchymosis in his eyes, the attempts to free himself getting irregular and limp, his strangled sounds disappearing...

He finally showed himself up, throwing one of his pins already infused with Nen against the clown.

He, just as an expert performer in the circus, looked like he was expecting the pin as if it was a circus act he and his most trustworthy partner tried a thousand times. He moved even before the pin was ready to be flung, and... that was a matter of instants.

He bend his knees, threw back his head and all of his body. His back was a perfect arch in that pose so uncomfortable and artistic altogether. His hair, apparently with nothing left to hold it up, were now slipping across his face with oh so perfect features.

He abruptly released his victim in order to stay in that position, and the man stumbled in place for a single moment.

And threw himself back onto the clown, taking a breath in the process.

He jolted. Illumi, inside his soul, did the same.

The pin ended up on his jugular, and the man kept a hand on his neck, dazed. From the way he staggered you could tell he was dizzy.

With a wince which made him lose his playful smirk, the clown crouched down, ready to spring into action. His hair was in plac- his hair was in place, when had he recombed them?

He was glaring at the pin, without worrying about Illumi two meters away from them. He glared it. And glared at the man, while he was taking the unusual weapon and removing it from his neck. It was disgust. Disgust for his stupidity.

The man tumbled with a thud. His vertigo more dizzy than before with every squirt of blood gushing out the wound, now more deadly than before.

— Everyone knows that wounds with the weapon still inside should not be touched.

Both him and the Zoldyck watched him pant with wide eyes. The realization about his screw-up had hit him hard, just like the thought he was dying. The unknown man, pulling out a playing card, wondered if the victim of that cruel fate was thinking of something in particular: a warm greeting to his liver or the burning desire to spit on his father's and his assassin's tomb. They observed his life slip away from his eyes.

— If the weapon is still inside, you still have the chance to save your life yourself.

A strangled sound.

His eyes glassy.

An embarassing silence. The Zoldyck was stuck and static. He wasn't swinging lightly on his own feet. He wasn't shifting his weight from a side to the other, and he wasn't looking away from the new cadaver, still warm. He looked nervous in his own way. He was extremely illegible.

— Don't tell me that the one whose life I just casually took away was the mafia boss who instructed me to kill you.

— No no~ — the stranger laughed, turning to face him. That Zoldyck was so ugly and ungroomed... black hair cutted in a bob, his athletic figure concealed by a banal track suit in unattractive colors or... generally not very colorful. And it was such a shame, because his doll-like eyes, his perfect and also symmetric features, summed up with those thin, pinky lips with an adorable shape were really attractive. — He was head of the guards.

— So where did you left the person I'm looking for?

— Right at your feet, asking for mercy~

Illumi lowered his gaze. There was the man he previously saw, ho looked like he was crawling for his dear life.

Illumi took a deep breath, staring at him without batting an eye. Literally. Not a movement. He didn't even looked mad. No throbbing vein on his neck. Nor sweat droplets.

The maniac tried to incite him.

— I got bored waiting for you~ I decided to kill time playing cat and mouse. Or mice~ obviously you can see they're city mice~ they didn't run away from me well enough... I had to kill 'em all to satisfy my bloodlus-

The Zoldyck turned around, and calmly started walking away.

The maniac stayed there, looking at the threshold, batting his lashes with surprise.

Was he dumb?

He jogged after him, as if nothing had happened.

!?!

— Weren't you going to kill me~?

— Stop moaning and lower your voice.

— Coomee ooon~ answer me~

— I haven't been paid.

— Yeah, no shit, you didn't finish your job yet if I'm still alive~

— He who hired me is dead. The contract is no longer valid. I'm going back home.

— To mommy and daddy, huh~?

— Yes. If I'm going back home I'm going back to them. Not to other people.

— And don't you want to entertain yourself with me, killing time together~?

— No. I don't have time.

— Yes you have, that guy's dead and no one can disturb us while we're getting to... know each other~

That maniac was sticling his hands out too much. Yep. Pretty molest. He slapped them away, and the man groaned in pleasure.

— No. I have to go back home and explain this trouble.

— So~? I took away your assignment, you should be mad, or scared of their reactions~

— I'm just pensive.

— What else~?

He developed him in his sticky embrace, whispering in his ear. He believed he was pushing him into talking about more interesting matters, with his own hands brushing and caressing his hips, because he felt shivers running on his skin.

— I feel like. Having a lollipop.

— Here, take it, babyboy.

The Zoldyck, amazed, turned to face him, still in his embrace, as if it was nothing. His eyes weren't surprised, but his arched brows definitely were. Now they were both still, one before the other, and were looking at each other. Then, his black eyes slowly drifted away from the stranger's pure gold irises to halt on his lightly stretched-out hand.

Between tapering fingers, tightly hold between long and sharp nails, there was a small lollipop.

He batted his lashes and took it. It was as thin as a card, under his fingertip, and... seemed a card, for real.

— Are you kidding me?

The lollipop, point of contention of the two hands, suddenly became a card. A jolly.

Too fun. He was being sarcastic.

The man smiled like a fox, his lips stretched and closed, eyes narrowed. — It's a trick~

Illumi squeezed his eyelids, unamused, and took some distance from him to look at his face. His make-up was odd, it was true. He just noticed it. It seemed like a make-up for clown, maybe because of the teardrop and the tiny star, but... clowns didn't paint their face that way. They were... so colourful and showy.

His gaze wenr back to normal, while the man kept staring at him. — You... are not the clown I was looking for, right?

The man lost his smile, and gazed at him. His eyes had lost their light. He didn't seem to be enjoying himself either. — I am a magician, little Zoldyck.

And he parted his lips in a "o", his brows lightly arched as if comprehensive. — So you're not who I'm looking for. — and he added under his breath that, in fact, the magician make-up wasn't included in the identikit, and that he was licky he recognized it. The man's frown deepened.

— I indeed am the one~ you silly~

— No, you're wrong. I'm looking for a clown. He looks exactly like you... but he paints his face like a clown.

— You dummy, I'm the one who persecuted your client~ I did it on purpose, in order to lure you here~

The Zoldyck parted again his thin lips in a "o" shape, and his eyebrows raised, too. Maybe he realized he was in a trap.

— But I was told to look for a clown... you're a magician, I noticed it.

— I am a magician, my name's Hisoka, — he spelled his introduction for the idiot. — As a matter of fact, however, I get mistaken for... a cheap clown.

— Clowns are not cheap. — said the young man. On second thought, he looked really young — They make you laugh, scared and kill people.

— Only in horror movies.

— My life is a horror movie.

Hisoka smiled a little hearing those words. — You're an enjoyable person, little Zoldyck~

— I'm not little. I'm the firstborn.

— But how~ how old are-

He got interrupted by an unpleasant noise. In the quiet of the night, to sweep away the blissful and relaxing sensation of the humid air brushing the naked skin, several sirens got closer to the location of the slaughter.

The Zoldyck started running to the woods. Hisoka, without missing a bit, followed right after.

— And here I thought you enjoyed attention, all eyes on you. — the Zolduck murmured, between a long stride and the other. — Back there, there are lots of eyes ready to watch you and lots of hands ready to catch you.

— But no one could do it like you~

That answer didn't break him down, instead he quickened his pase. Hisoka was stalking him.

— You still haven't ask me a single thing. — he said after one minute of jogging in the wood.

The Zoldyck didn't spare him a single look. — I don't care.

— But we're walking together~

— You're following me.

— Talk to me, coomee oonnn~

— I gotta go.

Hisoka grabbed him in his embrace, forcing the other to stop.

— What's your name~?

— I have no time. — was his crude response

He found himself pointing a pin against his throat, and his Adam's apple grazed it as it bobbed to swallow and moan.

But Hisoka craved for more. He crawled over his body as if he were dying. He didn't care about the pin, may the pain be welcomed, on the contrary. But he needed to be with him.

— I'm bored~ so bored~ I need... someone on my level to fight with~ I've set a trap for you to meet you, little Zoldyck.

So he had revealed his cards. I hoped to intrigue him. It had to intrigue him. He had to get it out of that head somehow. Maybe it would all end in a bloodbath.

But the Zoldyck just kept glaring at him. — I'm sorry. I can't stay here risking to het caught. If you know my surname, you also know my family and the rumors going around us.

Hisoka nodded, purring on him. He wasn't trying to leave his arms anymore. — No one know your names and your faces, so infamous in everywhere in Padokea~

— My father would not appreciate me ending up in jail. — he pointed out. — I don't know about you, but I don't want to get arrested.

Hisoka's face leaned over towards his. — When will I see you again, then~?

And the young man allowed himself to be deceived. He paid no attention to that touch, to those hungry looks, and only said a few words.

— Are you able to remember phone numbers?

A shiver run down his spine. A Zoldyck's phone number was the best he could hope for, obviously after a fuck/fight with one of them. — Ohh~ well, yes, yeah...

— I'm going to tell you. — he cutted short.

But Hisoka moaned, attaching himself on his body. Illumi felt with a growing embarrassment... something poking against his hips. — Oh no, just not right away~ if you write it on my arm... I'll show you a trick and no one will see your number~

The young man stayed still, looking at him. In silence. His eyes shone a bit. — A magic trick?

— I'm a magician for a reason~

He batted his lashes. — Arm. — he streched out his hand.

Hisoka vibrated with excitement, extending it to to him, nonchalantly. He still had his lips streched in that fox-like smirk of his. — How merciful of you~ you allow me to still stay close to you and give me such a cuddle~? I must seem to you to be on the verge of death and in need of one last wish~

The young Zoldyck took something out of his pocket. A small pin, so sharp, the top of it green. Slowly, looking at him in the eye, he started likinv it, his pink tongue leaving saliva at every lick.

Hisoka didn't know exactly what that little show he was witnessing was, but he knew that he didn't mind it at all. His throbbing member between his legs told him so. The warm pang in his stomach told him so. The eyes that became pools of liquid gold at the heavenly sight.

When it was all nice and moist, he dully took it away from his mouth.

— Are you going to write with that~?

— Yes. How are you going to hide the number?

— With my favorites Nen technique, of course~

He carried it lightly against his skin. He pressed the tip gently, and when he broke the skin a trickle of blood flowed calmly.

The night was torn from its quiet by the moans and cries of pleasure of a man, sweetly tortured by a very nice, unique and skilled assassin, who loved to dilate time under his expert touch to prick it with pins.

Hisoka couldn't remember ever feeling so excited.

When their paths separated, the young assassin had discovered that Bungee-gum has the properties of both rubber and gum, and Texture Surprise could be very useful in cases where the wounds needed to be hidden in some way, and Hisoka had discovered that the person with whom he had pleasantly spent minutes of total ecstasy was called Illumi Zoldyck, and that his telephone number was... divine when written in blood.

#hisoillu weekend #hunter x hunter #hxh #hisoillu #first encounter #omg i did it #omg im so late #omg im so lame #omg i need sleep #fanfic

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simp41ida · 7 months

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Do you do platonic best friend stuff? Like gn!reader and hisoka being best friends AND little sh¡Ts to illumi while he questions his life choices?

warnings: swearing

notes: of course!! i just don’t get any requests on it! so i’d be more than happy to do it for you. this is such a funny request in a good way and i'm so sorry that it's been over two years basically. sorry it's so short.

you and hisoka were best friends

that was a given

you wouldn't hesitate to tell him if his hair looked stupid that day, and he wouldn't yours.

"your hair looks like shit."

"yours looks like.. diarrhea."

and then you'd burst out into a fit of laughing in illumi's room.

and he'd stare at you both because absolutely nothing was funny about the words either of you had said, save for the little pause that you'd taken to figure out the best word to respond.

and then you'd both look at him because he was killing the mood with his dumb stoic face

"his hair never looks like shit." you commented, for hisoka to look at you with a raised brow.

"that's because it literally disappears when he puts those pins in his face."

"well.. yeah. so it does look bad. illumi, your hair looks like shit too."

and all he did was narrow his eyebrows because why should he care less about the opinions of the two of you weirdos that acted high when you're not.

#hisoka morrow x reader #hisokahcs #hisoka #hisoka morrow #♠star writes #♠mars #love you guys

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halt-kun · 2 years

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Hunter x Hunter Blind Liveblog Chapter 391 - Clash (2)

WOOOOOA

Chapter is out !!!!!!!

I hope I can do this before going to my job

Anyway, I’m so hyped for fresh and new after 3 years of hiatus

Without further ado, let’s gooooooo

Is that king Hui Go Rou ?

I’ll not check the characters’ names, it’ll be fun

And judging by the title we’ll continue the clash between mafias. Shu and Sha against the Hei ly led by Morena

I particularly enjoy the Sha (Sha’r?) mafia with their rose tattoos but we were following the Shu ones !

led by Onion guy and not brocoli guy (unless I’ve got them mixed up)

Ah yes snake guns and the guy whose Conjurer ability closely resembles Giorno’s from Jojo. I don’t remember their names at all. There is the blood Manipulator who’s my favourite of the three and the soul reply Emitter

I missed nen so much

Also who thought a doctor could help them. I don’t think there is anything you can do when your head is no more

Of course

I don’t think engaging with Hisoka is a good thing to do without some support

OOOOO

Is that some reconnaissance usage of his hatsu ?????

Loving him even more

Destroying liquids must be quite hard too so I bet it’s hard to protect against

Soooooo cute

Yep as i thought, hard to kill but limited time use. To be honest this is pretty good while also being a far cry from Morel’s ability

chilling with his mafia weaponized pigeon

And who’s coming to him now ?

Why control photos ????

Someone is being a perv or a weirdo murderer ?

OOOO

they already now about the number of Morena goons

You can even spot aura in pictures on a phone ?????

Well we knew it was on video too. I wonder if you can also see it in old photos

So it’s dangerous to have any picture leak out I guess

Sooooooo cute

Let me guess, flee to the bottom or the top of the ship and create chaos by killing people

Hinrigh !!!!!

Xi-yu ? Yeah maybe, So it’s the Shu part of Shueisha as mafia right ?

Morena goons ? Do they already know about En ? Is he trying to use In to hide it ?

I love when we follow much weaker nen user

5 meters is decent enough though especially if you can use it for prolonged periods of time and can be pretty accurate with its detection

Nobunaga is a good example of that

Good luck guys

What’s demolition ? their team name ?

I think the threshold was level 20 to get an ability but you probably get nen before too

A conjurer as a distraction is pretty weird, even if he’s higher level

So a kind of cyborg conjurer with a reverse Hinrigh ability. Pariston had someone way better at this in his and Beyond’s team (or should I say Ging’s new team)

Tsubone is also better as a vehicle and a weapon

They are seriously deranged

Anyway let’s see how it goes

I’m waiting for the pigeon mafia booby trap

That Conjurer had a weak wish to be honest

A weapon that’s attached to the body might not require Shu but it’s still dumb for someone far from enhancement to not even be able to use it separately

I wonder if it works as a restriction though

Their must be a catch to it

GUN TIME

Did he catch bullets ????

He’ll probably use them as living weapons too

Pigeons handcuff weaponized mafia booby traps are fire !

Is that a gun or a screwdriver ?

Ouch, I bet it hurts

OUUUUUUCH. Yeah it can be adapted but I’m still not a big fan

Pigeooooooon time

AH, too bad for you seems like you screwed it

Your ability was your doom, too bad

NICE CHAPTER I LOVED IT !!!!!

So hyped for next week

#hxh blind liveblog #hxh manga #hxh spoiler #hxh c391

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anisecandy · 2 years

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Hisoka for the character bingo?

For the free space: My list of people I would be willing to have an one night stand with is literally like two numbers long, but he makes it to the first place, so good for him.

He's way more silly than people give him credit for. But I wouldn't say that everyone else is wrong about him. There are other people who get that he just operates on a cat hardware. And shouldn't be treated THAT seriously.

I don't think much about him nowadays, but I guess he still has some place in my little heart. He's a fun weirdo that's used really well in Hunter x Hunter to balance the tone, be a foil for the protag, drive the plot forward and provide entertainment from the audience. He's neat.

ALSO THE ONE-SHOT FROM TOKYO GHOUL'S AUTHOR ISN'T CANNON SCREW OFF

#hisoka #hunter x hunter #ask game

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leminuzuka · 2 years

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Okay. Killua, this is your time to stop

#hxh.rants #yeah yeah you heard me. STOP.#gon is adorable and AAA kurapika #i say i dont like hisoka but i think i like hisoka #my dad keeps calling illumi a weirdo 😭😭#i told him people shipped illumi and hisoka he went #NO NO HISOKA IS WAY TO GOOD FOR THAT WEIRDO #😭😭#his top characters 3 are Killua Hisoka and i have yet to get the last one #but yeah haha #kya.rants

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soft-mafia · 2 years

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Young Hisoka(left, 17 yo) and Adult Hisoka(right, 28 yo) in my HXH AU. Plus some world building

(TW, violence)

Hisoka was born on the west side of Salen to a poor family. His parents were never home, and when they were they didn’t pay much attention to him. Eventually they just stopped coming home(Hisoka didn’t know or care what happened). He was orphaned at 10. To survive in a place like Salen’s streets, that were filled with famine, crime, and poverty, Hisoka only had himself to rely on for survival. Sometimes he would group with other teenagers, but for the most part he was a loner.

He always used fake names for himself but other street kids just called him “the weirdo” or “the redhead”.

When he was around 13 he ventured to the east side, the big city, hoping to get some good food. He saw how clean the streets were, how good the food was and overall how bright the sky was compared to the toxic, polluted air in the west. It was there when he first saw the Heaven’s Arena building and snuck in to watch one of the fights.

The Green Serpent was one of the popular underground fight clubs back in the west side, there were no rules, the audience could get involved. It was a free for all and a pastime for most people in the west. Hisoka only watched one fight from there, but he thought it was “uncouth” and barbaric, there was no order and the techniques the fighters used were crude, and the broken bottles of whisky and cigarettes littering the floor just wasn’t Hisoka’s style.

If there was one thing Hisoka loved, he loved spectating, he loved watching somebody’s thought process, catching onto their strategy. But at the Green Serpent, it was just hulking masses of muscles slamming themselves into each other calling it a fight.

At Heaven’s Arena, Hisoka was truly entertained, he witnessed powerful warriors in real battles, fighters that Hisoka could truly respect and look up to.

Hisoka knew he wanted to live in the east, he wanted to make a name for himself and become a skilled, strong fighter. He knew he had to train and for the next 3 years he trained himself and studied every technique(he also mastered nen along the way, of course).

When Hisoka was 17, he finally made his way out of the west and crawled his way up in Heaven’s Arena. Due to his incredible luck and strength, he was on the 200th floor in only a couple of days. The desire to become a strong fighter grew into something even more egotistical, he wanted to become the strongest fighter to ever exist. After his first win in the arena he felt a rush of adrenaline he had never felt in his life. Hisoka felt as if he was born to be the strongest.

Hisoka never talked about his past after that, he didn’t want to be associated with the west side streets. He didn’t want to be reminded of how he scavenged for survival like some animal.. he felt like he was too good for that. Hisoka still has a small bit of compassion for the orphaned street children, but he turns a blind eye to anything having to do with the streets.

#hunter x hunter #hisoka hxh #hisoka morrow #hxh hisoka #hisoka headcanons #hxh headcanons #hxh #hxh au #alternate universe

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bunnirs · 4 years

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Adult Trio with Witch S/O

Requested by: Anon!

“if your comfortable,can you to do the adult trio with a s/o who is a witch?🥺Sorry if it doesn’t make since i’m not good with english”

Now imma be honest, I know nothing about the basics of witchcraft and I am so sorry if I get anything wrong and offend you 😭 I’m like, gonna try to avoid writing anything that’s overly religious and kinda stick to the stereotypical witch? I’m so so sorry please don’t be mad 😳 I just don’t want to offend anyone

Hisoka:

Bro this man thought you were joking at first when you said you were a ‘witch’

BUT YOU WHIPPED OUT YOUR NEN ABILITY AND BEAT THE CRAP OUTTA HIM

Let’s say he was ENTICED 👁👄👁❤️❤️

In HxH there really is no specific nen category dedicated to Witchcraft

But I had an idea!!

Maybe there are a few clans and tribes of separate witches!

(These clans are usually divided by Nen type. Specialists, Enhancers, Manipulatiors, Transmuters, etc. What you wanna be is completely up to you!)

BUT BRO YOU’RE SO STRONG AND SCARY AND HE TOTALLY GETS OFF ON THAT

he likes to show you off tbh 👀

He’ll make you do the hard work so he can just sit back and watch

It’s annoying to say the least, but atleast he’s there

When it comes to Gon and the others, you make sure to stop him from being a weirdo

LIKE THATS WEIRD FOR KIDS 😭👊✨

And sometimes he’ll get irritated and he’ll wanna fight you

His bloodlust disrupts the peace and you really wanna punch him straight in the gut

OVERALL YOU GUYS ARE OP AND ADORABLE!

Mostly chaotic tho 👀

Illumi:

This man is SO impressed by you 😭

At first he was like “okay u kinda cool”

AND THEN YOU SAID A WORD THAT ACTIVATED YOUR NEN AND BOOM

Fight WAS OVER

he was like “This is going to be so easy from here on out”

AND THATS A COMPLIMENT

your job is basically like a Butler, but you escort Illumi on missions.

Not that he needs help!!

But the Zoldycks wanted to test you out

And Illumi offered to work with you

After that mission, Illumi requested that you accompany him when he asks

AND THATS HOW YOU BECAME FRIENDS/LOVERS

through time you got him to open up and,,,

he thought dating you was beneficial for the family

Cus yknow... he’s not that good with feelings and he stands by his family no matter what

BUT ITS OKAY

Cus you love him and he feels the same (if he feels at all)

certain days he’ll get curious about your abilities

Is it Nen or not?

What category?

You’ll answer in small sentences, seeing as your powers are rather difficult to explain

He seems to understand though!!

And he thinks it’s so cool 👊😤✨

He totally thinks you could beat Hisoka’s ass

That’s his way of saying “PLEASE DO IT”

Y’all be cute or whatever 👀👉👈

Chrollo:

This MAN IS WHIPPED

OMGGGGG

You were a target for the phantom troupe and you kicked their asses

They just couldn’t KILL YOU

You had this insane Nen ability that would take energy from any living thing, leaving them exhausted while you were totally fine!!

That would backup your other abilities, so you were almost impossible to touch

The troupe was no match for you

AND YOU REALLY WANTED THEM TO GO AWAY 😭

After a while they basically gave up trying to beat you

They would still throw attacks but they were sloppy

And they’d ask you questions while doing so

It was like trianing??? But you were on edge

Chrollo made an offer though 👁👄👁

If you joined the troupe.. they would stop trying to kill you

So you accepted, knowing you couldn’t stay safe forever

So that’s how Chrollo and you started out

out of all the members, you probably had the best relationship with him

Some of the others held grudges, seeing as you beat them all single handedly

THEY FR PETTY BUT THEY STILL LIKE YOU

Chrollo thinks you’re so FRIGGIN COOL

At first he wanted to steal your ability, but it seems you were to smart for that 😳

but other than that he is sO SO RESPECTFUL

He’ll ask to spar with you, just to test out some abilities he got

He knows you’re strong enough to withstand anything he throws at you

SO YOU’RE SUCH A COOL TROUPE MEMBER AND YOU MAKE IT SO SO SCARY

and he loves that 😭💕💕

VERY SCARY COUPLE 👁👄👁

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mysterypond · 3 years

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Nen Type Personalities

Hisoka once said that he could guess people’s nen types based on their personality. Through the vast and colorful cast of Hunter x Hunter, this seems somewhat true as well. But is it really as simple as personality?

In this analysis I suggest that while personality plays a big factor in determining nen type, how someone perceives nen also impacts it.

Enhancers are determined and simple. Most of them never lie, hide nothing, and are very straightforward in their actions or in their thinking. Their words and actions are often dominated by their feelings. They are generally very selfish and focused on their goals. This is reflected in their Nen as enhancers typically rely on simple and uncomplicated Hatsu techniques

Enhancers see nen as power something they can use to make themself stronger through brute force. This is why most enhancer abilities rely on martial arts of some sort, they are just making the body better.

Some notable enhancers include Gon, Phinks, and Netero, all three of them with a physical portion of their nen, although Netero has achieved so much in his time that his ability has transcended his body.

Mizuken and Kurapika even discuss this a bit during their nen training, that one of the easiest ways to have “sheer power” is to be an enhancer which gives physical abilities a stat boost.

Transmuters are whimsical and prone to deceit. Transmutation users have unique attitudes, and many are regarded as weirdos or tricksters. Often they put forth a facade while hiding the truer aspects of their personalities. Even when they don't hide their personalities they rarely reveal their true intentions. Many Transmuters rely on techniques that give unique and unpredictable properties to their Nen that reflects their personalities.

Transmuters see nen as a part of themself, which is why so many transmuter abilities relate directly to the user, most notably with Hisoka and Killua. Hisoka’s nen ability bungee gum is based off of a treat he used to have as a child, and Killua’s conductivity based nen is from his electric torture training. Though we do not know the origin of Bisky’s rejuvanating nen, I suspect it has something to do with her wanting to keep her youthful appearance.

Emitters are impatient, not detail-oriented, and quick to react in a volatile manner. Many of them are quick-tempered and hot-blooded. They resemble the Enhancers in building their impulsivity, but the difference with them, they probably tend to calm down and forget easier. Because of the nature of Emission, many Hatsu techniques created by emitters are primarily long range.

Emitters see nen as an attack, something they can project outwards from them. This is why their nen techniques are long ranged. It is similar to how a wizard or sorcerer would cast fire spells, not quite power in the same way that enhancers have it, but definitely similar. These abilities are flashy, much like their hot-blooded nature.

Conjurers are typically high-strung or overly serious and stoic. They are often on guard as to be cautious. They are very observant and logical, rarely falling into traps. Being able to analyze things calmly is the strength of Conjurers. Many of the items that conjurers create are often used by them in a very deliberate and practical, logical fashion.

Conjurers see nen as a tool. Nen is something they can shape and craft to their liking to create the perfect object for them to use. It’s incredibly convinient for them, one moment they can have their objects, and the next they can whisk them away to hide them. Kite and Kurapika are good examples of this, they don’t keep their conjured items around all the time because they may alert other people of their presence. Their nen only needs to exist when they need it, and when they need it, it’s a tool.

Manipulators are logical people who advance at their own pace. They are all for arguments and tend to want to keep their families and loved ones safe. On the other hand, when it comes to pursuing their own goals, they do not listen to what others might have to say about it. While manipulators often use techniques that allow them to control their opponents they also prefer to use an inanimate medium to control that can be used versatility (such as smoke or pieces of paper hardened with Shu).

Manipulators see nen as something they can control. Nen gives people an advantage over others, and by perceiving it as a control, it allows manipulators to expend a deal of energy into balancing things out in their favor. They don’t need to know how to fight with their bare hands, as mentioned by Shalnark, but why would they when they can control physical objects, or even people.

Specialists are individualistic and charismatic. They won't tell you anything important on them, and refrain from being close friends, but, because of their natural charisma that draws others, they are always surrounded by many people. Because Specialization is unique and can have many facets, most Specialists possess only one Hatsu technique.

My theory with specialists is slightly different than the other theories: due to the nature of most specialist abilities, I suspect that most of them were developed, or discovered, on accident. With Kurapika’s nen, for example, it was only after he used nen when his eyes were glowing that he realized he posessed specialist traits. Then again with Neon’s ability, she didn’t even know she was practicing nen in the first place. We know that adding risk increases the effectiveness of nen, so perhaps those with extraordinary circumstances are more attuned to nen thus developing these specialist abilities without specifically gunning for them.

#hunter x hunter #meta analysis #hxh #nen #hxh2011 #enhancer #transmuter #conjurer #emitter #manipulator #specialist #nen analysis #wil x wil #meta x meta

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keashend0lly · 3 years

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Requests rules!

I WRITE HE/HIM

WARNING: I swear ALOT, I may offend some but if you don't like it leave my page not my issue, and I can't spell for shit I was illiterate till the age of 10

I LOVE Y'ALL BEAUTIFUL BEINGS

SAFE PLACE FOR EVERYONE!

If your not a bitch

Minors you can interact bc I know dam well y'all gonna look at it anyway but please stay 12+ atleast!

I write he/him she/her they/them or just good old gender neutral! /if your gender is some wacky hrgeggeg/hrhehgd shit get the fuck away from me and if your HOLE personality is based of being LGBTQ+ get the fuck away from me don't fucking talk to me

I have 0 patients for those people but I do exsept you just stay a mile away from me

I write for jojo/ Saiki k/ Toradora!/ HxH/ Black Butler/ and Ouran Host Club

RULES FOR ALL FANDOMS

No r@pe/ yander/ smut/ incest

Nsfw headcanons are ok and minors i don't care if you interact your just gonna look at it anyway (same) sometimes poly is ok

Don't be a bitch just be a decent human being

I won't write for SA, abuse, family issues, stress, suicidal feelings/thoughts, death of character/reader, trans reader (will exsplain), some mental illness (ADHD, low functional autism, retardation, and some others)

I will not write you as trans I will do your prefured gender or they/them. I see you as a person not as a trans person. I am stressed all the dam time and deal with my own mental health issues and family issues I try not to write about it BUT I will if it helps you cope. Also I don't know how to write for those illnesses but I WILL WRITE AUTISM on the higher functional end! ♥️

I won't write different races (skin color or religions or different holidays besides Amarican holidays)

Race doesn't define you, I write for EVERYONE chubby, skinny, fat, ugly, pretty, short, tall, white, black, Asian, Korean, and so on all in one. And I don't want to do the holidays/ traditions bc I don't want to stereotype or get something wrong. I'm sorry. BUT I WILL WRITE PERSONAL THINGS LIKE TALL, SHORT, SKINNY, CHUBBY, YOU KNOW THAT STUFF

However if you ask nicely I will try and write for your race, and personal information if you ask really nicely (I'm a push over)

I may add things depending on how my life goes. Haha it's going to shit but just don't be a complete weirdo and those will be the only rules for a long time (might add bc I'm forgetful af)

PLEASE DO PERSONALIZED OR SUGGESTION LIKE REQUESTS! I love it

IN DETAIL FANDOMS I WRITE FOR NOW!

JoJo

NO DIO NO OLD JOSEPH NO JOTARO PAST PART 4

Part 1-2 characters (speedwagon, Joseph, piller men, caesar, Strohiem)

Part 3-4 (everyone exsept dio and his fallowers. Hol horse and oingo are ok I'll write them) I'll write all part 4 characters exsept Jotaro and dare I say okoyasus dad / ik ik he's a dilf bit uhhhh yeah I just can't

Part 5 ( everyone exsept gay ass watermelon hair head ass diavolo) Doppio is a YESSSS and so it trish!!! Love her♥️

No part 6+ sorry dolls I haven't got there yet but if I do say so myself Weather Report is a sexsy mf

Saiki k

I will not write anything for that blue haired bitch Kokomi EXSEPT I WILL SLANDER HER LIKE I'M SLAYYING A DRAGON or sm

No Saiki sorry I just struggle to write him

Shun kaido is a MUST

Riki Nendo! FUCK YES I WILL WRITE HIM LIKE IT'S MY LAST DAY ALIVE

Aren yeah why not! =)

Reita Toritsuka hell yes i will!

Chisato Mera I'M IN LOVE WITH HER!!

Everyone else is a no exsept if there is a character you really want I will make an exseption

Toradora!

Koji Haruta

Hisamitsun Noto

Yuri Koigakubo

Everyone else can go to hell SORRY NOT SORRY

I love them and Yuri WILL BE LOVED

HxH

NO CHROLLO! and NO HISOKA!

No ants but I'll pull some ties if you REALLY want

Illumi is a yesssss his brothers are a yes too

NO KILLUA OR DADDY ZOLDACK

No alluka or kulluto and no Gon I find them a little uncomfortable to write and they are too young for me to feel comfortable writing in any way possible beside like on the side for exstra detail.

No kurapika I just hate writing him

Besides that everyone else is good! I will write the phantom troupe and everyone else

Love side SIDE characters I will write for them the best I can

NUCKLE AND SHOOT NUCKLE AND SHOOT TO THE FUCK YES EXSTREM I WILL WRITE THEM TILL MY EYES BLEED

Black Butler

Just the reapers and the triplets and of course Ceils worker

Grell OVEEEEEEEEEEEEE

William SURE

Undertaker HELL YEAH (he's mine!)

Ronald why not

Triplets (usually together)

Finny AWEE OF COURSE

Bard YES BABYYYYY

May Rin HELL TO THE FUCKIDY FUCKY FUCK YESED YES YES YESSSSS

I may add more or make exception just ask! I'm really not that bad of a guy!

Ouran Host Clud

I WILL WRITE FOR HARUHI'S DAD

Ranka /Ryoji Fujioka (I will use they/them or he/him pronouns for him bc in the show it was not stated otherwise (if it was let me know)

Umehito Nekozawa

RITSU KASANODA!!!

Kaoru, Hikaru Hitachiin /polly together is ok/ just no suggesting incest between them k =)

NO HONEY I just can't I'm sorry. But he will appear in random headcanons and stuff same with all the other characters I don't fic write

No mori I just can't like bruh I'm sorry you're an awsome character but I just can't without cringing or laughing like a donkey

No haruhi unless you as nicely well more like beg me >:[

Tamaki SURE!

Kyoya Ootori I CAN TRY MY BEST

ALL CHARACTERS I DO OR DON'T WRITE FIC FOR WILL APPEAR IN RANDOM HEADCANONS AND OTHER IDEOTIC THINGS I DO

I love you all and you all are free to message about anything show me stuff anything I would love to talk and if i don't awnser I prob am eating, sleeping, exerciseing, at work, in class, preforming singing/bass clarent, bells, marimba. Or the very rare accusation I see people SCARYYYY. Ages 10 at the min but I prefure 12+ people messaging me :) have a good day or night doll! (Keashen Dolly)

#jojo x reader #jojo part 3 #jojo part 5 #jojo's bizarre adventure #x reader #hxh 2011 #hxh memes #hxh imagines #toradora #anime #kusuo saiki #saiki k #ouran high school host club #ouran host club

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uvobreakmylegs · 4 years

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The Graveyard

Vampire!Hisoka

🎃~Happy Halloween~🎃

Warnings: violence, gore, kidnapping, threats of noncon

The Nostrade cemetery sat a few miles beyond your hometown of Milsy, tucked in between the trees of a vast forest that had stood there for ages. The cemetery itself had been there almost as long, and was consequently the subject of gossip and tales of the supernatural. Every child that was born in Milsy had it drilled into them at an early age that they were never to approach the old graveyard or the woods beyond it.

The older folk claimed it was a gateway to hell.

You had your doubts that there was anything out of the ordinary about the cemetery, however. The rumors circulated in your town calling the graveyard cursed and that all manner of creatures roamed around it at night, but exactly what kind of creatures changed depending on who you spoke to, though the most consistent one was stories of ghosts and other restless spirits who were trapped on the cursed spot of land. But asking questions on how it became cursed didn't get you much in the way of answers. Even the middle-aged women who had nothing better to do than gossip had little to say when you asked. The closest thing you had gotten resembling an explanation came from an old man at the retirement home who had told you that something 'unholy' had happened there, long before he was even born, and that since then, evil had been attracted to the place. His explanation shortly turned into a rant about how it was the cause of everything wrong in the town; from the mysterious illnesses that occasionally plagued the people living there, the claims wild beasts that roamed the forests that only ate human flesh, to the disappearances in the town where typically teens and sometimes children vanished without a trace.

One of the nurses at the retirement home had escorted you out after the old man's rant and asked that you not come back if you only intended on upsetting their patients.

It was hard to believe that a graveyard could be the cause of an occasional illness that went around, but you couldn't blame the man for thinking the disappearances were related to the area. All of the witnesses to the missing children saw them last near that cemetery. Same thing with the the teens. Anyone else who had gone missing just vanished one day with no warning. And based off of what you had heard, you suspected that they had the same interests as you in wanting to find out what made that graveyard so special.

Your family was aware of your curiosity and tried to keep you on a tight leash, keeping your days busy and trying to keep the thought of visiting the cemetery out of your mind. As hard as they had tried, you had still found your opportunity and slipped away. Maybe going to an abandoned, likely falling-apart graveyard probably wasn't the smartest thing you had ever done, but there were probably dumber things you could have done instead of that, and you swore to yourself that if you just went there once and just see the damn place, you could put the matter to rest in your own mind.

The sun was at its highest point in the sky as you entered through the rusted gateway, still a long way off from nightfall. Though you told yourself to not believe in such things, it gave you some comfort that it wasn't dark out. Every ghost and monster story you had ever heard always took place at night. If there was something otherworldly in the graveyard, it seemed unlikely that it would come out in the middle of the day.

All in all, you would say that you were underwhelmed. The abandoned Nostrade cemetery appeared to be just that: an abandoned cemetery. Within the confines of the stone walls, there were graves and headstones as far as you could see, with an occasional mausoleum that obscured parts of the vast graveyard. There were large portions that were overgrown as trees, bushes and other plant life covered the slabs of stone, turning the gray rock various shades of green. You approached one of the headstones, kneeling down to inspect it and see what had been carved into it. Unfortunately, all you could learn from that particular bit of rock was that it was old, as the weathered stone had been battered by time and the elements to the point that it was impossible to read anything off of it. As you made your way further into the cemetery, you found that to be true of all of the graves you came across. Though you had anticipated that to be the case, given that there was no one to take care of the place, you had hoped you could learn at least a little about the people who had been buried there. The most you were able to make out from a few was just the image of a skull with wings that adorned the tops of the headstones.

And as you went deeper still into the graveyard, no matter where you looked, there was still no sign of any ghost or ghoul that the people in town were convinced inhabited every corner of the ancient site.

Part of you told yourself that it was time to head back now. You had accomplished what you had come here for: you had seen the graveyard, and proved to yourself that the multitude of stories that were passed around were just stories told to scare children and keep them out. You could be content with knowing that there was nothing mystical about it and get on with your life.

But you didn't want to leave yet.

For whatever reason, you felt compelled to explore more of it, to see how far it went. The size of it confused you, as it was larger than you had expected, and you wondered how many generations of families were buried beneath your feet for so many graves to litter the area in the way they did.

'I'll leave after I see the back wall,' you told yourself. That way you would have explored at least a majority of the graveyard, as well as see if there was anything different at the back, maybe an ancient tool shed of some kind for the long-dead caretakers.

There was nothing of the sort when you saw that wall come into view. Walking around a crumbling mausoleum, your eyes scanned the wall and the foliage that covered it. There was quite a bit more plant life this side of the cemetery, the graves near the wall all but overtaken by vines and flowers you didn't recognize. A tall tree towards the back, and on closer inspection, you noticed that behind the tree a bit of the wall had collapsed, allowing you a view into the dense forest beyond the walls. Considering the amount of time that the cemetery had been standing here abandoned, it was a miracle that more parts of it weren't like that; that the majority of the structures within the walls were standing upright instead of crumbling and broken.

You glanced to your right, wondering if there were any more parts of the graveyard that were more dilapidated like the hole in the wall before you.

“And what might a little fruit like yourself be looking for in here?”

You jumped at the sound of a voice behind you, your heart racing as you turned around to see who had spoken.

A man sat behind the mausoleum you had passed by, sitting cross-legged on a raised stone casket. He was dressed strangely, with card symbols on the front and back of his shirt and black heels on his feet. His hair was a vibrant red, and when he glanced over to you, yellow eyes looked you over.

The two of you stared at each other for a moment. He then turned head towards you, smiling with his eyes closed.

“Well?” he asked, his tone cheerful.

“Uh.... Nothing, really?” you stuttered out, “I just wanted to look.”

“Ah, sightseeing, then?”

“I guess.”

He wore makeup as well, a star and a teardrop adorning his right and left cheeks respectively.

“And have the sights this cemetery has to offer been satisfactory to you?” he asked, turning his attention back to what was in front of him: a pyramid made out of playing cards. He held a card in each hand, carefully moving them to the top.

“For a cemetery, I guess it has,” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

He hummed, placing the last two cards on the pyramid and carefully pulling his hands away.

“You must have gone out of your way to come here, and yet you don't seem like you care much for this place. Why is that?” he asked, turning to look at you again.

“Everyone in town freaks out over this cemetery, saying that it's cursed. I wanted to see if that was true,” you answered, placing your hands on your hips as you looked around once more, “it seems like a normal graveyard to me.”

“Oh? So just because you don't see anything wrong with it means that it must be normal?”

“I mean, if it wasn't normal, would you be hanging out here?”

The man smiled and chuckled to himself.

“Fair enough,” he said. He then motioned to the spot before him.

“Sit with me.”

You huffed, but obliged as you walked towards him. While he definitely seemed strange, you didn't get any sort of feeling that he was dangerous. Just a harmless weirdo who hung out in graveyards playing with cards.

…. Saying that in your head like that didn't make it sound like he was harmless. But for now you decided to go along with it. If worse came to worse, you were certain you could outrun him.

“What's your name?” you asked as you pulled yourself up onto the casket, copying him in sitting with your legs crossed.

“Hisoka. And yours?”

You responded with your own name as you settled yourself. The old stone didn't make for a good seat, and you squirmed a bit as you tried to make yourself comfortable. Hisoka watched with amusement, his eyes taking in your form as you looked back to him.

“Would you like to try?” he asked, pointing to the tower of cards before him.

You shrugged.

“Okay.”

With a single finger, he knocked over the structure, sending the cards toppling down.

“I've never tried making one before, though,” you added.

“That's fine. I can show you. Watch,” Hisoka said, gathering the cards together.

He put the cards in a stack, and with a practiced ease, he passed them from one hand to the other in the same way a professional dealer would. He then set about making the base, setting up two cards together so they formed a small triangle. A second set of cards joined them, and then a third.

“.... So do you just come here to play around with cards?” you asked after the sixth card triangle had been placed.

“Sometimes,” he said, laying several cards over the ones he had set up, creating the base for the next row.

“Doesn't that get boring?”

“Not really. I've met many interesting people through my visits here.”

“Like who?”

Hisoka paused as he began setting up the next row, looking at you with a grin.

“..... Me?” you asked, an eyebrow raised.

He nodded at you, smiling.

“That's stupid,” you muttered.

“And why's that?”

“We just met and we're playing with cards. You can't call me an 'interesting person' just for that.”

“The fact that you're here at all is what interests me,” he said, placing another set of cards.

“You said that the people in your town dislike this place, and despite all you seemed to have heard you came here anyway. And it appears to have been all for your own satisfaction.”

He hummed to himself as he placed down another layer of cards on top, the second row complete.

“Does it not matter to you that people have gone missing around this area?” he asked.

“It's been over two years since someone last went missing, and they caught the guy who did it,” you said.

“Oh? They found out who took that young man?” Hisoka's eyebrows went up slightly.

“Yeah. It was some guy in the next town over. Serial killer, among other things.”

“And they confirmed that he was the one responsible?”

“Technically, no. But there's a lot of people who went missing while he was running lose, and he isn't telling the police where the bodies are. So it's a pretty good chance that he's the one who did it. It's not like there are any other suspects.”

“I see.”

Hisoka was smiling, and you swore he was holding back laughter.

“You think it's stupid that I came out here?” you stated more than asked.

“I would say that you're a bit more brave than the others in that town of yours. That, or you just have a poor sense of self-preservation,” he said. The third row was now done.

“Tell me, do you plan on telling people about your visit here?”

“If I did that my family would lock me in the house for a whole year,” you scoffed, “you said it yourself earlier; it's for my own satisfaction.”

Hisoka's smile had widened. To you, it seemed like it was slightly too wide. Like the edges of his mouth went further than they should have. You caught a flash of his teeth as well, and noted that something about them seemed off. Like they were somehow sharper than they should have been.

“That's rather selfish of you, isn't it?”

His words broke your train of thought.

“How so?” you asked. The last set of cards of the fourth row was being placed.

“You came here without telling anyone despite knowing that there's a possible danger. What would happen if you injured yourself and you couldn't get back? No one would know where you were, and in a worst case scenario, you could die before any search parties find you. If they were to find you at all.

“You really didn't think about anyone but yourself when you came out here, did you?”

“.... Well that's one way to make me feel guilty,” you mumbled, “but I don't plan on dying in a place like this,” you added with a bit more confidence.

“You'll survive through sheer force of will alone?” Hisoka prodded.

“Something like that,” you huffed.

Hisoka was chuckling again, looking back at you with amusement. He'd gotten to the fifth row of cards, leaving only the very top of it left. With the last two cards in hand, he repeated what you had seen him doing before and placed the cards at the top of the pyramid, pulling his hands away slowly and spreading his arms open with a slight flair.

“See? Easy,” he said.

“There's no way I can do that as fast as you can.”

“You'll never know unless you try.”

Just like before, he knocked over the tower with the tap of a finger, the cards fluttering down onto the stone below them. This time he made no move to collect them, and he leaned back on his palms as he looked at you expectantly. Taking the hint, you gathered up the cards, sticking them into a semi-neat pile before grabbing two and copying what you had seen him do.

Or you tried to, at least. It took you several tries before you could get the cards to stand upright, and when you grabbed two more, you accidentally brushed against the two you had just set up and sent them falling.

A beat of silence passed as both of you looked at your fallen cards.

“We're going to be here a while,” you mumbled.

“Fine by me. I didn't have any plans,” said Hisoka. It was like that smile never left his face.

Many more tries were made with similar results, and it didn't take long for you to become frustrated to the point that you were tempted to give up. But a look at Hisoka's face made you reconsider throwing in the towel. He was clearly enjoying your failures and how irritated you were becoming by them. He wanted you to give up. The smug look on his face pushed you to keep trying, unwilling to give him that satisfaction.

After a bit, you realized that you could cheat slightly with the first row. The surface of the stone casket you sat on was rough with many grooves and bumps that provided a bit of support that at least ensured that they wouldn't fall instantly. After some careful positioning you were finally able to get a row of six. If he disapproved of the tactic he didn't mention it. You copied what you had seen him do earlier, grabbing what would be the base of the second row and gently dropping them on top, holding your breath each time.

Neither of you had said anything during this time, and while he seemed content just to watch, the silence was starting to get to you.

“So have you been to Milsy?” you asked.

“Yes. I frequently find myself there,” he said.

“Do dress differently when you visit? I feel like I would have heard something about you before today. The older women there live off of gossip.”

Hisoka shook his head.

“I don't need a disguise, if that's what you're asking. I only let people see me if I want to be seen.”

“Hmm.”

The answer didn't tell you much of anything. You decided against asking what he meant by 'letting' people see him as he would likely only give you more cryptic replies.

You grabbed two cards, trying to place them as carefully as possible on top of the ones you had stacked so far to start the second row.

“So do you live near this area? In another town nearby, or are you some kind of hermit?”

“I'm a magician,” Hisoka said.

“Magician? So you do magic tricks?”

“Yes.”

“... Can you show me?”

“I could,” he drawled, tilting his head, “but it would be boring if I just did that for you without anything in return.”

Your eyes narrowed.

“What do you mean?”

“That we could make this a little more interesting! How about I'll show you a trick or two if you can successfully make a card tower?” he asked.

It sounded reasonable enough, so you nodded.

“Oka- Fuck!”

You weren't paying attention and had set the cards down too forcefully, causing the cards beneath to fall under the pressure.

“Ah, too bad!” Hisoka teased, “going to try again?”

“Of course,” you said, already gathering up the scattered cards.

Remembering your cheat, you were able to set up the base cards a little more quickly this time as you began the process again and built your way back up. Trying to rush through it ended with you being punished when your tower fell once again when you reached the same point as the last time. Hisoka continued to smile while you cursed and began again.

You tried asking more questions about him, but the answers you were getting stayed cryptic. Hisoka was born “somewhere” and had lived in the area for “a long time”. He had no friends or family but said that he had “acquaintances” that could “work in those roles” if he so needed. He also claimed that he had traveled quite a bit but wouldn't say where exactly, saying that you wouldn't know the places he was talking about.

“I'm starting to think you're trying to get me to leave, Hisoka,” you said, hissing as your tower fell for the umpteenth time.

“And why do you think that?”

“You've been doing everything to avoid actually giving me a straight answer to any of my questions.”

Beginning again, you glanced back up at him, not surprised to see that smile still on his face.

“You're not wrong,” he said, shrugging, “however, I think if I told you the truth you would still be upset.”

“Why?”

“Because you would still think I was lying.”

You sighed.

“You're impossible to deal with.”

“So I'm told.”

Setting up the bottom row of cards had become somewhat easier now, and by this point you had managed to make it up to the third row. A small breeze came through and you froze, hands going around the cards protectively as if you could shield them. Luckily, the cards stayed in place.

“I don't actually want you to give up and leave,” Hisoka said, leaning forward with his chin resting in his hand.

“After watching you for this long, I want nothing more than for you to succeed. I would hate it if you gave up now.”

“If you say so.”

You weren't at all trying to hide your tone, broadcasting that you still weren't convinced.

Hisoka sat quietly as he watched your tower grow once again, taking in your expression.

“How about along with a few tricks, I give you something good if you complete it?” he asked suddenly.

“I don't know. Do I actually want anything from you?”

“I think you might. Complete the house of cards, and I promise it'll be worth your while,” he said, “you just promise me that you won't give up.”

You sighed once again.

“I've wasted so much time now, I'm not letting that all be for nothing.”

“That's the spirit!” Hisoka encouraged.

With your focus on the cards that you continually built up over and over again, you didn't notice the way the sun slipped lower into the sky as time moved forward. Though sunset was still far away, certain lesser things within the cemetery and the surrounding woods were waking up and found themselves drawn to your scent, multiple sets of eyes peeking over and around the old stone to look at the human who had wandered in. You didn't notice any of them, nor did you notice the warning glances Hisoka sent to all of the beings that approached. The smile stayed on his face the whole time, daring them to try something.

No attempts were made on your life; they knew better.

“Is this going to be the one?” Hisoka asked.

“Shut up.”

Hisoka chuckled, amused at how hard you were concentrating. You had finally made it to the fifth layer of the pyramid, four cards leaning against each other at the top. You held a card horizontally above them, preparing to place it. If you got this one, then all you would need to worry about was the last two cards to finish it, and then you would finally be done with this and be able to laugh in Hisoka's face. You were aware of how stupid and petty this whole thing had become, but after all of that effort, you refused to let it be for nothing.

The card was in place and you pulled away, releasing a small sigh of relief when the cards stayed standing. Without taking your eyes off of the pyramid you grabbed the last two, ever so slowly bringing them up to face each other in what was now a well practiced motion. You positioned them on top, placing them so that the top edges leaned on each other to create the point, and slowly, slowly pulled your hands away, mirroring the way Hisoka had done it earlier.

“I did it,” you breathed, amazed with yourself. Despite how you had told yourself that you weren't going to leave before doing it, you hadn't actually been sure that you could pull off the trick, your original motivations of wanting to prove Hisoka wrong long forgotten. It was such a meaningless achievement and had taken more time to complete than it was worth, but you had done it, and you couldn't help the pride you felt when you looked up to Hisoka who was politely applauding for you.

“Very well done,” said Hisoka.

And with one flick of his index finger he sent the cards toppling down.

Your satisfaction turned to shock as you watched the result of all your effort fall back down to the rough surface of the stone. All that time you spent, and it only stood for a few measly seconds.

“..... I want to punch you.”

“Now now, don't be like that,” the magician laughed as he gathered up the cards, “you won, after all.”

You glared at him as he flashed you another smile, and you caught it again: something that was just off with his teeth.

“Now, I promised to show you some tricks, correct?”

His voice brought you back to what he was doing as he divided the stack into two, holding the stacks in both hands. He then brought his hands together with a clap. When he pulled them away, the cards were gone.

…... A sleight of hand. That was his trick.

“I'm going to punch you.”

“But it was a trick, like you asked for!” he gasped, feigning shock at your irritation.

You put your head in your hands. This time had been so thoroughly wasted on this asshole.

“If it really doesn't satisfy you, I can show you some others. But first! I'll keep my other promise.”

Lifting your head back up slightly to look through your fingers, you saw Hisoka as he hopped off the casket and extended a hand towards you.

“.... Something 'good'? Do you want to elaborate on what that is?” you asked.

“All in good time; I want to take you somewhere first.”

“Take me where?” you questioned as he continued to beckon you into taking his hand.

“It's a surprise~”

When you didn't reach out to take his hand, he gave you another grin - what was wrong with his teeth? - and grabbed you by your wrist.

His hand was large enough that it circled around your wrist completely, and his nails long and sharp enough that they lightly nicked your skin as he pulled you off of the stone and led you through the cemetery. Hisoka weaved through the headstones and plants while you trailed behind. Normally you would have protested someone grabbing you and leading you along like this, but you were caught off-guard by how cold his skin was. Like a person who had been left out in freezing temperatures, Hisoka's skin virtually sapped the heat away from yours in his iron grip. It didn't make sense given how mild the weather was at the moment, and the two of you had been out there for so long; how could his skin feel so cold when you were just fine?

“Hisoka, are you sick?”

He tilted his head back as he smiled at you.

“I've never felt better.”

The two of you made your way to the hole in the cemetery's wall, climbing up the exposed roots of the tree that stood in front of it before stepping over the crumbled rock and out into the vast expanse of the forest. He continued to lead you forward, dodging your questions of where he was taking you with the same claim of it being a “surprise” and that you would “find out soon”, while his faster pace required you to trot behind him while you tripped over the forest floor. His hand remained in place around your wrist, never letting you fall and pulling you closer to him when you began to fall too far behind.

It now dawned on you how much time you had spent out here. People in the town would have noticed your absence, and for those that knew you well, it wouldn't take much for them to figure out where you had gone. You were screwed, and the only thing you could do to try and make this better was to get back before sunset.

“Hisoka,” you tried, “I just realized I've been gone for too long. I really need to get back home.”

“Don't worry; I'll take you home.”

Worries about this man that you had pushed away earlier were now coming back, and you mentally berated yourself for even speaking to him. You should have left the instant you saw him. Instead you spent, what, hours with him? With a man who thought that fun was hanging out in graveyards and playing with cards over buried bodies. You had idiotically thought he was harmless, and now you were being dragged by this man through the woods, further and further away from the cemetery and any familiar landmarks that would lead you back home while you fought against the grip on your wrist that didn't budge in the slightest no matter how you pulled against it. Your pleas to know where you were going and for him to let go became increasingly desperate but appeared to fall onto deaf ears as Hisoka pressed onward.

“Hisoka, please stop and tell me what you're doing!” you yelled, exasperated.

To your surprise, he abruptly stopped in his tracks and you to almost ran into him. You took the chance to catch your breath, looking back up at the magician. He wasn't looking at you, still facing forward.

“.... Hisoka?”

A long, low moan sounded from the man, and he turned towards you as he ran a hand through his hair, tongue licking his lips and his eyes brimming with lust.

“Your little heart is beating so fast and it's making me so excited~” he breathed, pulling your wrist up to his face and nuzzling against it. A chill ran down your spine and you tried again to pull back your hand. But just as before he didn't budge.

“Let go of me,” you whispered.

“That would be a bad idea, little fruit. There are lots of things in this forest that would love to have a piece of you, but as long as you're with me, you're safe.”

“I don't feel safe.”

Hisoka smiled against your skin, his other hand reaching to grip the back of your head. All the while his eyes never left yours.

“Would you believe that you're the first person to ever finish making a card house for me? In all of the years I've been here, every other person gave up and tried to leave,” he said.

“.... I can't say I blame them. I should have given up, too,” you mumbled.

“That would have been very bad for you, dear,” he continued, his lips only a breath away from the skin of your wrist.

“And why's that?”

“Because I would have killed you.”

Despite the gravity of his words, Hisoka said them with a certain air of nonchalance, all while he kept your wrist up near his face, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin as his eyes gauged your reaction.

You didn't know what to say or how to react. The alarm bells in your head were blaring and you wanted to tear yourself away from his grip and escape this situation. But the longer you spent in his presence, a sick feeling rose within you that you wouldn't be getting away from this man.

“.... That's a sick joke, Hisoka.”

“I said earlier that if I told you the truth, you would think I was lying, didn't I? If I had been completely truthful, you would have been scared off and I would have needed to kill you. It's a little rule I made for myself,” he explained, “just killing anyone who wandered in became a bit boring, so I thought it would be more fun to give people a chance to save themselves by playing my game. But as I said, you're the only one who stuck through it. And I have to say, I couldn't be happier that the first person was you. Some of these people I simply-”

“Let go of me!”

Your yell interrupted his speech while you once again pulled against his hold on you, your other arm pushing against the one that held you by the head. His words sent a rush of adrenaline through you and you twisted and pulled to free your wrist while you kicked at him. He was insane, dangerous and if he wasn't going to kill you, you were willing to bet he was going to rape you just based off of the way he was looking you over.

“Did you not hear me? Right now you're safest with me,” said Hisoka, not at all bothered by your struggles.

“You wouldn't want to know what other kinds of things are around these parts.”

And with that he bit into your wrist.

You screamed as his teeth sunk into the flesh of your arm and broke through. Hitting and kicking at him, you felt him sucking out your blood, watching the way his throat moved as he swallowed it. He was drinking your blood. Actually drinking your blood.

Hisoka was unaffected by your attacks, ignoring the way you were beating at him in an attempt to get him off of you. In mere moments after he had bitten you, you began to feel dizzy, and when your free hand landed a soft blow to his head, it stayed there. He opened an eye, taking in your flushed appearance as the blood-loss – how had he taken so much so quickly? - began to get to you. The corners of the mouth that was still planted on your wrist turned upward as he sneered at you. He was enjoying your distress, and that realization had you seeing red.

In an action fueled by rage at being toyed with by this man, you moved the hand you had placed on his head-

And jammed your thumb into his eye socket.

Hisoka yelled out in a mixture of surprise and pain. He pulled away from your wrist as he staggered backwards.

You lifted a leg and kicked him, finally pulling away from him and turning to make a mad dash back to the cemetery. The adrenaline and the panic in your mind allowed you to not really think about what you had just done to him, only focusing on getting back to the cemetery and from there escape home. And after that, you swore you would never even think about this place again.

Dirt and leaves kicked up around you as you scrambled to get away from that man. You prayed that you would be able to find that entrance to the cemetery – whatever kind of freak Hisoka was, he wouldn't pursue you with a wounded eye, right?

You weren't sure if you tripped over a stray tree root or just simply lost your footing to sheer stupidity, but you stumbled as you ran and fell flat on your face, the speed at which you fell making you hit the ground hard. Your arms and legs flailed as you tried to push yourself back up and continue running, but the shakiness you were suddenly experiencing made it hard to control your limbs.

A heel slammed down on the base of your spine and you yelped as you were forced back down onto the ground. Struggling only made the heel dig in deeper and you screamed as the pain became too much, tears streaming down your face as you were forced into submission. Your whole body shook as you looked at the person standing over you: Hisoka, breathing hard, his eye shut and blood trailing down his cheek and ruining his make-up. Slowly, he brought a hand up to his bleeding eye, wiping the blood with a single finger. He inspected it, like it was something he had never seen before, never experienced. There was a wild look in his uninjured eye, and when he looked back at you he smiled, sharp bloody teeth on full display.

“You have a vicious streak in you,” he breathed, “ if you're willing to gouge out someone's eye just to get away from them.”

“You- you were drinking my blood, you freak,” you spat.

He groaned, licking up his own blood as he looked down at you.

“Darling, you're perfect.”

Suddenly his body was on top of yours, pressing down and holding you in place while he held your wrists above your head. His other hand roughly gripped your hair and pulled your head to the side. His teeth sunk into you again, this time into your neck.

Warm blood was dripping down your neck as he began to suck you dry. Your vision began spinning, and your limbs weren't moving like you wanted them to. When Hisoka pulled away the hand that held your wrists in favor of grabbing your waist, you could barely move them. Your strength was almost completely sapped and you whimpered, never imagining you would die like this.

Hisoka pulled off of you, licking up the blood he had missed before sitting up, virtually straddling you as he re-positioned himself.

“I needed to take a bit more since you injured me, and of course, now you're probably too weak for me to continue like I wanted to. Shame. I liked the idea of fucking you into the forest floor, but I really want you to be awake for it.”

With a good deal of effort, you glanced back up at him.

Two yellow eyes gazed back at you. Two, perfectly fine, yellow eyes that showed no sign of injury save for the lingering smear of blood on his cheek. The eye that you had shoved your thumb into had miraculously healed itself, and that wide smile formed once again when he saw your shock.

“I.... I.. M-my- how?”

“I just drank blood from your neck; you really can't figure it out?” Hisoka laughed, “you aren’t very bright, are you?”

He leaned back down, his nose nuzzling against your cheek. Hisoka sighed against your skin.

“I'm going to keep you like this for a while, let you live out a few more years as a human. You'll want for nothing, and I'll keep you safe. And eventually, I'll make you like me.”

'I don't want to be like you,' you wanted to scream, but you didn't have it in you to say anything. By now you were having a hard time keeping your eyes open. When he finally moved off of you, you made no move to run again. You physically couldn't.

He hauled you up by the back of your shirt, laughing as your head lolled back when he pressed your body against his.

Hisoka's hand on your jaw pulled you back, and his lips met yours in a sloppy kiss, tasting your own blood on his tongue as he shoved it into your slack mouth.

He pulled away, patting your cheek.

“Get some rest now. I expect a lot from you.”

You barely registered his words before unconsciousness finally overtook you.

With a satisfied hum, Hisoka slung you over his shoulder and began to make his journey back to his home deep within the forest. Licking the last of your blood off of his lips, he let out another satisfied sigh.

You were going to keep him entertained for a long time.

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its-ya-boi-autumn · 4 years

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Can you please do hcs for how the adult + trouble trio would react to being confessed to by someone they're interested in? Thank you! 🥰

Aw yeah bb~ I’m in a good mood because as I’m typing this ive written 5 (now 6) requests and I’m on a fucking roll (you’ll probably see this sometime in mid March but like for me on this day in February I’ve been just racking shit into my queue and I’m happy)

Alright, so let’s fucking go boissss

Hisoka

You can bet your ass he’d be all smug about it

He’d sit there and tell you how he already knew and how obvious you were, even if you weren’t all that obvious to him

He’d just love to see that pink shade light up your cheeks

He’d probably laugh at you, amused by your little infatuation with him

You wouldn’t know if his feelings were returned or not and I’m not entirely sure if he’d even tell you

He might hint at it, but he wouldn’t say it outright

He’d love the cute little expressions you’d make around him, how flustered you’d get or how annoyed you were with him when he decided to be affectionate with you

God it was to die for, now wasn’t it?

Illumi

Not surprised and honestly expected you to

He’d of already made it clear on his feelings for you and for the sake of the headcanons let’s just say he was simply waiting for those feelings to be returned

He’d expect you to move in with him and his family immediately upon the notice as well, even going as far as to have butlers pack your bags for you

It was honestly kind of creepy

But knowing that he was a popular assassin you knew there wasn’t much you could do and you held little to no power here with him

He liked that feeling

Chrollo

Idk with this one

He may have expected it due to body language

The way your cheeks heated up or the little squirms when he sat or stood close to you

The way your voice changed in pitch when you spoke to him or how you paid a lot of attention to his lips when he talked, almost as if you wanted to kiss him

He’d think it was cute

Or it may have been a total surprise

Chrollo is good at reading people however if for some reason you weren’t in his immediate circle and managed to catch his attention he’d have almost no clue (assuming this isn’t a yandere position)

So when you’d tell him he’d just internally cry

“Oh, is that so?”

Either way, he’d admit to his feelings in return and probably as you on a date as well

Phinks

Completely flustered and taken off guard

He is shit at reading sometimes, especially if you're not a target

Phinks isn’t necessarily stupid, but he’s pretty dumb, meaning any hints you’d drop wouldn’t be picked up

They’d just sit on the ground

Waiting

But all jokes aside he’d get all pink and fumble with his words

He wouldn’t admit his feeling right away either, you’d have to pick that up yourself

Feitan

Thoroughly confused

Him? Really?

You did know he... he tortures people... right?

If you did know that his confusion would only be more prominent, blinking at you and possibly doing a cute head tilt for emphasis

If you didn’t know, he sure as hell wouldn’t tell you

I mean yeah, he likes you, but for you to feel the same? It was just foreign to him

He wouldn’t tell you his feelings and would likely try to push you away to get rid of them, quite unsuccessfully might I add (for the sake of the headcanons-)

Eventually you’d find out by some small gestures that were barely noticeably to anyone else

Shalnark

He’d of known

And he’d of thought it hilarious you even bothered to hide it

I don’t even think he’d figure it based off of verbal or no verbal cues, he’d just fucking know because he’s a weirdo like that

I fully believe he has literally no shame so you can practically tell him anything and it simply won’t bother him or really faze him

He might give you a funny look but that’s about it, or he might laugh, idk

He would probably tell you his feelings in return, just because it wasn’t something he was too worried about

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charming-2d-boys · 4 years

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hi hello i have such a guilty crush on illumi, could i get some hcs of him with a really shy s/o who kinda thinks he’s a weirdo? definitely takes a long time to warm up but is very sweet. thank you!!

Hey, hey, hey! Don't worry, I can see why he'd be someone's guilty pleasure, it's the same for the other two dumb-dumbs 😂

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting!

first of all, he doesn't really understand why you're so shy, especially around him

is it because he's intimidating? Tall? His Aura? His Nen? His face?

it's gotta be the face, right?

but it's... all of him, actually?

his job, his family, his lack of facial expressions...

yep, he's weird

and in the beginning, when you'd first met him, you'd have said the lack of emotions made him seem even weirder, almost inhuman

but, honestly, Illumi just felt like he needed to know more about you after that look you threw at him the first time you made eye contact, like a deer in the headlights

Hisoka had gone to the bathroom and the café was pretty much empty during that morning

you sort of... tensed up and turned around as if his stare burnt you

Illumi looked around, probably to see if it was a reaction to someone else? But nope, everyone was talking, staring at their phones or laptops, not paying attention to anything or anyone else

so, after seeing you look at him again only to quickly turn around once again, he took his drink and walked towards you

if you would've been a cat, you would've probably gotten stuck to the ceiling with how high you felt you jumped when he asked you if he could help you somehow

stuttering, especially after feeling like your heart was gonna jump out of your chest and run off to God knows where, you told him that you were just admiring him

hmm

Illumi was kind of expecting that, but also not really, mostly because people are, you know, scared of him?

I mean, you are too, but you're more like weirded out because he's so pretty and he's got that long hair, those big eyes that you could get lost in and he's just different from the average person

you also seem different: shy, but trying to look at least a bit confident when you attempt to hold eye contact, but you can't really do it

Illumi always wins staring contests, so yeah, no chance

he invites you on a date the next time you're both free and since you wanted to appear confident in your decision to accept talking with him, you accept

you exchange numbers and soon you have to leave

Illumi finally registers that Hisoka's been gone for a bit too long to the bathroom, but when he turns around to go back to their table and he sees his magician "friend" grinning at him, he internally sighs

he briefly explains what happened and Hisoka asks him where he plans to take you on a date

Illumi hasn't really thought, maybe a fancy dinner or going to a museum or something like that?

Hisoka can't really agree, because you didn't seem like the type and it would a bit too much for a first date or too boring, so he suggests the upcoming Fall Festival

Illumi also received some pointers from Hisoka, you know, to help the poor boy on his first date

on the day of the date, you're dressed nicely (pretty much pulled your closet apart looking for the right outfit) and you're fighting a smile when you see Illumi dressed casually, but man do you feel like hiding when he tells you you look pretty and cute 😣

you go around the stalls, trying pretty much everything that has pumpkin as one of the ingredients, carving pumpkins (everyone was shocked when they saw how well Illumi handled the knife, but his pumpkin looked... uh... bad... like some weird rendition of Edvard Munch's The Scream) and even going through a haunted house that was made using one of the old, historical buildings near the festival entrance (you almost punched a ghost by accidents when they suddenly jumped at you, with Illumi literally just picking you up in time so you didn't break their nose - he admired your fast reflexes, despite them being more because of your fight or flight response)

the date was a success (despite nothing else eventful happening that night)

over the months you spent together, you slowly started warming up to Illumi, as did he to you

it was... weird, to say the least, to hear someone talk so freely about the fact that they killed people for a living, but who were you to judge, right?

you'd met Hisoka and while he was weird and could be really... extravagant, he did make everything a lot more entertaining whenever he was with the two of you

Illumi tried copying him and telling jokes, but that straight face of his was making the joke sound... not so funny anymore

well, Hisoka found your confused face funny, at least

your interest in his family would probably be a good conversation topic, since he knows a lot of things about each of them and he cares about his family

Illumi likes it when you listen to him tell you about them and different stories about the people he's had to deal with and whenever Hisoka joins him and tells you some stories, you're in for a good laugh and probably some disgust if you're not really into bloody stories

since he knows that you like his hair (who doesn't?) and often stare at it, he asks you if you want to touch it

cue the sparkling eyes because really? You really can touch his hair?

yes, yes you can, because he likes you and he's starting to trust you

but boy, oh, boy, is he gonna love it when you start playing with his hair, braiding it, feeling your nails scrape the skin

he's yours, all yours and he's this 👌 close to purring in satisfaction

Illumi likes taking you to fancy dinners at night, especially really extravagant ones when it comes to your birthday or anniversaries

but he falls in love with you all over again when he gets to eat your homemade food

you definitely learnt how to cook some things that were a bit different and fancier, but Illumi would love you and your food even if it meant some toast that you made

the way to a man's heart is through his stomach

your shyness around Illumi is still there because, well, you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of someone like him

but you're definitely a bit more confident, especially after being with Illumi and knowing Hisoka, and we both know those two couldn't care any less about pretty much anyone's opinion, so you start adopting this attitude little by little (which makes Illumi proud because yes, you're strong and you can speak up, even though he'll always be there to help you and encourage you whenever you need it)

and he still intimidates you a little with all his power and resistance to almost everything

and yes, he's still weird because that's one of the things that make Illumi... Illumi

but he's definitely changing as time passes by and gaining some more... human emotions, especially around you, you realise that you're both changing each other for the better

and what could be better than that when you're in a relationship? 💕

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cautionworks · 3 years

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Okay, so I wanted to write some NSFW Headcanons for Hisoka. All of these headcanons I said are purely based on my interpretation. I have read some other Hisoka headcanons before but I forgot about them a while ago. Plus I know nothing about actual sex. So I'll have fun writing this. Here we go lol.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

It depends on who's he with. If it was just a one-night stand he won't attempt to be comforting or try to care about the other party. The most He'll do is clean himself and nothing more. If he had a "significant other" that's a different story. He would cuddle the hell out of you. I imagine him as a clingy person (Which I hate). Once he's finished he just wants to fall asleep with you under his arms. He finds it relaxing to have your back against his chest. Especially when it's soft.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

The back. I do not know why but I have the feeling that he would like a person's back. Especially if the person has slightly defined back muscles. Something about a person's back seems so vulnerable to Hisoka that he leans towards it whenever he’s behind someone he finds attractive. It's part of the reason why he likes to be behind people. Because he feels it's the most vulnerable place and he won't hesitate to take advantage of it when it comes to his enemies. Seriously don’t have this man around women with shirts that expose the backside. Or bikinis. He will not stop staring. Now I think about it I think he’ll like a virgin sweater.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

Hisoka will eat it/swallow it. He's no stranger when it comes to being nude in his abode. So him being in his natural self, he won't hesitate to taste his own or his partner's bodily fluid. (Not pee you weirdos).

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Hisoka is a secretive man. It's literally what his name means. When asked direct questions he'll find a way to dodge them without seeming suspicious. And he's a liar. But when it comes to the bedroom. It's another side of him. He's not so secretive about it. It's just no one asks him about it and so he never felt the need to mention it. But when he did he will say it all. This man has done very risque things in his life. He once fucked a girl in an office building right after he killed her boss. There’s was a huge gathering of people including the girl's boyfriend. And he did it in one of those rooms where there's a glass that's see-through on one side and the other is not. Which the boyfriend happened to be there. You can guess which side he did it on. In the end, that girl was left with the time of life of her life and the loss of her partner and her job.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Extremely experienced. I'm sorry I'm a firm believer that Hisoka got laid many times by various women and men. If he's so strategic and calculated in fighting people then it's no surprise that he has skills in the bedroom. Plus he needs the release. I can't imagine how bored and frustrated he is when he can't kill anyone or there are no strong opponents. So it's understandable that he looks for partners to ease his stress. If there's nobody available at the moment. Then he will do what any man would do. Le master debate.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Again this one depends on who's he with. If he just with one of his late-night booty calls he would do the normal doggy style. If he's with someone he's heavily interested in. He will do all sorts of positions. His favorite position is where he can always see your face. Because one he wants to know if he's doing a good job. Two. He likes to watch your face morph into different facial expressions as he touches you in different ways.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He can be hella silly sometimes. If he's having sex with you for a while he will feel comfortable being playful. Of course, he can be serious if he needs to. But that rarely ever happens. The only times he would get serious if he was actively trying to get you pregnant for whatever reason. Which is not an issue. He uses bungee gum. It contains rubber and gum. Free condoms everyone. (Lol)

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Oh hell yeah the carpet matched the drapes! You were surprised that it was the same hair color as his hair. You were so in disbelief that you considered that he just dyed it. Which was not the case. Let's just say Hisoka likes to keep things short. Normally you would find it to be shaved. Yet, sometimes he'll leave some hair to grow. A little hair never really bothered him.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

*sigh* This one depends. Ima skip this one because Hisoka is not romantic. Just kidding. Because I think he would be good in the bedroom, I think he CAN be a romantic partner. Romantic how? I don’t know he can be that’s all there’s to it. (Talk about laziness)

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does it more often than the average person. Like I said in my (E = Experience) Hisoka would do it if there’s nobody available at the moment. What I didn’t say is where and when he would do it. He’ll do it anywhere. This man has no shame. He will do it in a church, public bathroom, or hospital bed. Inside or out. It did not matter to him. Unless if it was raining. That would be his own little rule but he breaks it all the time. For some reason, many opportunities for sex happened to be on rainy days. When? He’ll do it even when he has a mission to do with Illumi. If he’s in the middle of a job and He's in horni mode. He’ll find a way to release without anyone knowing. He could do it right in front of a person without them knowing. Sometimes he just stands there with an orgasmic face on. The only way he’s able to masturbate in public is because he is using bungee gum. I know for a fact he’s use’s this ability in his sexual encounters with people especially for himself. This man could just stand there and you wouldn’t know if he was just being weird or he’s just doing it again.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

KINK SHAMING IS HIS KINK! I’m just kidding. Without a doubt, Hisoka would have one or two kinks. Bondage. Bondage. Bondage. As boring and well known this kink is. It makes sense at least to me it does. Hisoka bungee gum ability can grab, stick or even trap a person. So he finds pleasure in watching his partner's skin be wrapped in his bungee gum. He has so much control over it. How tight it can be. How rubbery or gummy it can be depending on the situation.Another thing I’d like to say. Hisoka is A SADIST AND MASOCHIST. He likes giving and receiving pain. That’s just how it is.

L = Location (Favorite places to do they do)

Anywhere that has a good spot to fuck you against something. Any surface that he can place you on. But if he were to have a “favorite place” it would be in places that are morally wrong to do or somewhere exciting like a carnival/circus. Hisoka hasn’t set limits to himself so usually, it's his partner that sets the boundaries.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

If he sees you in revealing clothing (Especially if your back is completely exposed) his wood is rising. You could just be lying on your stomach on the couch, scrolling on the phone. If you’re wearing a bra or nothing on and Hisoka happens to be there. There’s no doubt he'll find ways to lay his hands on you. It's not just the back that could turn him on. THIGHS AND HAMSTRINGS will have the man going. In particular, he likes it when it's Thicc/meaty. My man likes dem Thicc thighs. (Lol)

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

This one is only one of my most important headcanons ever. And I won’t accept anything other than this. Rape/Noncon. Hisoka does not find any joy in forcing himself on his partners. It’s not fun for him if his partner isn’t enjoying it either. The biggest turn-off for him would have to be anything related to bodily wastes like pee or poo.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Oh, he likes receiving it more than giving it. But that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy giving his significant other pleasure too. I would say his skill level is pretty good. Let’s just say when he does it, it's more than enough to please his partner. When he receives it expect lots of hair pulling and heavy groans.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Fuck! It depends on his mood. Normally he likes to do it slow and sensual. But on a bad day, he does it rough and fast. A Good example of this was after Chrollo told him he can not use nen. Hisoka kept his emotions to himself. The only face he allowed himself to show was his normal displeased face. But inside he’s pissed. Once he leaves the troupe he heads back to his partner's place and sleeps with them. At least he released his frustration without killing anyone. (Omg Imagine fucking Hisoka was the leading cause of people still alive) Other than that he just aggressively masturbates.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

*Deep inhaling* Hisoka IS THE KING OF QUICKIES. He’s a master at it. While he’s patient for riping fruits he rarely has patience for sexual activities. He's on the go constantly. If he finds someone that catches his eye he’ll go after them. So a nice quickie is great and all but it doesn’t entirely satisfy him. Because it doesn’t satisfy him overall, a proper well spent “shagging” (This will be the first and last time I’ll ever write “Shagging”) He’s happy. Just happy that he can give his all. Which he can not do often.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Absolutely! Hisoka has his life on gamble all the time. Whether it may be life-threatening or a simple card game. Risking taking is his character. Even if it's too crazy. He’ll do it anyway. He's an exhibitionist for sure. He’ll let people watch as long no one touches his partner.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

To my knowledge. IRL men need a break after sex. In the show, Hisoka was able to clear the hunter's exam easily. So we know Hisoka has a lot of endurance than the average human. He’s stronger and faster. So that means Hisoka will not get tired after one round of sex. I think he can go at least 10 rounds. Of course, Hisoka would get tired at some point. He’s still human. Hisoka just has a lot of stamina. And that’s a fact.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yall are probably gonna hate me for this but Hisoka doesn’t own toys. If his partner wants it during their time together, he will not hesitate to get it/use it. He doesn’t feel the need to use it since he’s very confident in his ability to please his partner without the use of toys. For himself? if wants something inside him then he’ll just look for a guy that’s decent for his standards. But that doesn’t stop him from using a dildo/vibrator for himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Hisoka is a sadistic devil. He can be cruel sometimes. One time he had this girl close to climax and he stopped in the middle of it. Or He would cause arousal to his partner and pretend it was all an accident. He’s a huge teaser. He likes to watch his partner be in ecstasy and switch to fits of anger.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s a fucking whale. (LMAO) He’s the reason why kids know what moans sound like. He’s hella vocal in his private moments. He so loud that almost every troupe member recognizes his moans every time they hear them. But that doesn’t mean he can’t be quiet. Contrary to popular belief, Hisoka can be dead silent when he needs to be. He can be quiet as a mouse. Even quieter than the mouse. Now, what does he sound like? Well, we all heard his moans his fights. But I think it's different. I think his moans in fights are different while masturbating/sex. Just a slight difference. His moans would be more intense and he's a heavy breather. His tone of moans is a bit feminine with a tint of masculinity. He has the best of both worlds.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He likes to have pictures of you. Like a lot. He has a private gallery full of pictures of you on his phone. That’s why this time he actually takes care of his phone. He’s prone to get his phone destroyed in his missions. So he’s much careful with it now. These pictures can range from cute photos of you and him together to butt naked pics of you not looking.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)

Now you horny Hisoka Simps think he has a 12-inch dick but I don’t think that’s the case. (I mean come on) I know there are Chinese HxH fans who took the time to measure his length by looking at manga panels. Based on what I found. Hisoka is 5 inches long (aroused) and 6 inch Inches long (aroused). To make him above “Average”. He is 6 inches long (aroused) and 7 inches Inches long (aroused). Beyond that I don’t know how a female or male have can have a size like that fit in them. Or maybe I’m not educated enough on this topic. I don’t know and I don’t care.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Very High. A lot of people who write Hisoka smut fics tend to make him a horny bastard. For me, I think that is the case. But my reasons are different. As I said in my E = Experience. Hisoka would look for partners to ease his stress. His obsession with finding/fighting strong opponents takes a toll on his mental and physical state. So once he can't think of another outlet for his tremendous amounts of energy, he'll use it to please himself with different partners.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

I'm going to say that depends on the person. If he only did 2-3 rounds of sex with an average person he's not going to fall asleep easily. Eventually, he will. Due to being bored and little tiredness. If he were to do it with a skilled nen user like Machi. He would get tired a lot more.

Oh woah that took forever to write! Let me just say it again this is purely my own headcanons. The questions are not mine only my answers. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!

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