#hisoillu imagines

[brokenquillpen]

Small scenario 📝:

Young Hisoka performing magic in front of people in the streets.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Take a good look!"

Hearing this, an intrigued young Illumi stepped in making his way discretely, looking at the strange boy performing.

Hisoka teared his cards into small pieces, gathering them all in his palms, taking a breath and closing his eyes, concentrating on his magic.

Illumi made his way to the first row, completely taken by curiosity, surely this boy couldn't do real magic could he?

Suddenly the boy threw the pieces in the air, creating a wall in front of him but they were flower petals.

How? Illumi's mind echoed as his eyes widened, as the equally shocked crowd gasped in awe.

Hisoka small hand grabbed a falling petal, putting his hand in a fist.

As the flower petals all fell on to the floor, the boy quickly made eye contact with Illumi, sending a shiver of suprise into the younger boy who straightened his back, his face changing into an intimating look.

Instead of turning away -like most people did- Hisoka smiled.

He pressed his fist against his lips, opening it dramatically, showing flower; a flower made of cards.

The crowd awed once again, clapping and cheering as Hisoka bowed and smiled, thanking everyone.

As the crowd dissipated, he made his way to Illumi.

"Wait!" He yelled out at Illumi who was leaving, making him turn around to face him.

"Here!" He smiled and held the flower out towards him. "For you!"

Illumi scanned him up and down, hesitating. He reached out, taking the flower carefully not saying a word.

Hisoka chuckled, finding the small boy giving him the most threatening look with such round eyes adorable.

Illumi looked at the flower then turned his back towards the strange boy, leaving him behind.

"See you soon!" The cheerful voice cried out behind him.

[ ~17 years later. ]

Illumi layed down in his bed, looking over the glass with a rose made of cards on his night stand.

Taking his phone out, he made himself confortable.

"Goodnight Hisoka." He texted.

"Goodnight my dear, see you soon ♥️" He smiled at his phone before putting it down.

[mayxo-hxh]

mike everytime he smells hisokas scent on illumi when he comes back home to the zoldycks

[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

The three of you were known to be an odd trio in the hunter society. While Illumi was known for his constantly serious and stoic expression, Hisoka was infamous for his unpredictable and often eccentric behavior. And then there was you, the one who always brought life and energy to the group, the one who could turn any boring mission into a fun and exciting adventure or you might just have couple of lose screws .

It was no surprise that the three of you were often seen together, whether it was on missions or just hanging out. You had a strong bond that went beyond just being colleagues or friends. There was something unique and special about your dynamic that made you inseparable.

Some may have wondered why the three of you never seemed to separate, but for you, it was simple. You enjoyed each other's company and had a special connection that made it hard to be apart. You shared a love for danger and excitement, which often resulted in your missions taking a more wild and unconventional turn.

But there was another reason why the three of you stuck together so closely. You shared a deep and intense attraction for each other, or rather they seemed to have an attraction for you . It was the same for you too .

You guys would mess around constantly . No mate where you were or if it was Hisoka or Illumi something would happen . You loved it even if you hate to admit it . Hisoka was always trying to get somthing no matter if its a public place or if he is on the brink of death . Illumi on the other hand had more self control . He did not hesitate when you were in private .

Hisoka and Y/N were assigned a mission together, along with Illumi. As they made their way to the designated location, Hisoka couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement . He had always found Y/N to be intriguing, with her constantly switching personality. And now, with Illumi also in the mix, he couldn't wait to see what kind of trouble they could get into.

The mission was simple - retrieve a rare artifact from a wealthy collector's mansion. But as they approached the mansion, they realized that the security was tight and getting in would not be easy. Hisoka suggested a plan - he would distract the guards while Y/N and Illumi snuck in from the back.

As expected, Hisoka's seductive charm worked like a charm on the guards and he managed to create enough of a diversion for Y/N and Illumi to slip in unnoticed. They made their way through the mansion, avoiding the guards and searching for the artifact. But as they reached the room where it was kept, they were greeted by the collector himself, along with his armed guards.

With no other option, Y/N took and illumi took out their wepons and engaged in a fierce battle with the guards. Hisoka, who had followed them in, joined in on the fight, his Bungee Gum proving to be a deadly weapon. Together, they fought off the guards and retrieved the artifact.

As they made their way back to their rendezvous point, the adrenaline from the battle was still coursing through their veins. Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration towards Hisoka and Illumi, their skills and teamwork impressing her. But as they reached the secluded spot, Hisoka's mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"Shall we celebrate our successful mission?" he purred, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Y/N and Illumi exchanged glances before nodding in agreement. They were all in need of some release after the intense mission. Hisoka wasted no time in taking charge, pulling Y/N closer to him and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Illumi, being the stoic one, observed the two for a moment before joining in, his hands roaming over Y/N's body.

The three of them moved together in a dance of desire, their bodies entwined and their moans filling the air. Hisoka's hands roamed over Y/N's body, eliciting pleasurable shudders from her. Illumi's skilled fingers found their way to her core, sending waves of pleasure through her.

As they moved towards the peak of their pleasure, Hisoka whispered in Y/N's ear, "You are truly a remarkable fighter, my dear. I can't wait to see what other talents you possess."

And with that, they all reached their climax, their bodies trembling with pleasure. As they caught their breath, Hisoka couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The mission may have been successful, but this was definitely the highlight of the day.

From then on, the three of them became quite the team - both on and off the battlefield. And with each mission, they found new ways to explore their desires and push each other to new heights. It was a dangerous game they played, but one that they all enjoyed immensely.

[bungeepuppet]

ive always imagined that the association selects examiners for the hunter exam like jury duty... so when do illumi and hisoka get called to be examiners LMAO

[vendettasfanfictioning]

mmmm lovers doomed by the narrative are always so fucking YUM but what about the lovers who doom themselves AND each other but just do not give a fuck, they're in love in the most twisted sense of the word and they're making it everyone's problem......

[konekochanxhisoka]

El Novio de tu Amigo

Este shot sacó toda la maldad que llevo dentro JA JA JA JA JA

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*Ring* *Ring*

Sonó el timbre llenando la apacible sala de estar con su ruidoso sonido y sacándolos a ambos de la flojera en la que estaban sumidos.

Como siempre pasaba, cada vez que ustedes se echaban juntos en el sillón a ver una película y alguien tocaba el timbre, empezaron a discutir sobre quien debía abrir la maldita puerta. Pero siempre terminabas abriendo tú, porque al fin y al cabo, tu querido amigo con quien compartías departamento, era un condenado niño rico mimado, quien te trataba como si fueras el mayor domo del lugar. 

Ni siquiera sabías porqué compartían departamento, cuando era obvio que no te necesitaba para pagarlo. Pero también no querías preguntar, sería horrible si a causa de tu pregunta él descubriera que en verdad no te necesita para esto y te echara a la calle.

Odiarías mudarte, sobre todo porque es un departamento lujoso con una vista increíble. A una cuadra de tu trabajo y cerca de todas las tiendas que necesitas para ser feliz.

Así es que soportas sus idioteces y a regañadientes levantas tu trasero para abrir la puerta.

Allí un rostro familiar te saluda coquetamente. 

Es Hisoka, el nuevo novio de tu amigo.

No puedes evitar volverte un manojo de nervios a su alrededor, porque él es literalmente un Dios!! Alto, guapo y con un cuerpazo que te deja sin aliento, pero... está más que PROHIBIDO!!!!, así es que sonríes torpemente a sus encantos y te alejas antes de que tu corazón estalle por una sobredosis de su atención.

Invitándole a pasar, le indicas que tu compañero de departamento Illumi, está en el living y como ya sabes que con este hermoso Adonis en la casa, las cosas se pondrán calientes, recoges tus llaves y tu bolso y te despides, antes de que intenten retenerte y tengas que presenciar sus intimas muestras de afecto que siempre te dejan con la vergüenza a tope.

Escuchas a Illumi chillar de sorpresa por la llegada de su novio mientras cierras la puerta de calle con un sentimiento que aún no puedes entender.

Bueno, no es que no lo entiendas, en verdad lo haces, lo que no entiendes es como tienes cara para reconocerlo. 

Te gusta el novio de tu amigo.

No! es aún peor... alucinas sexualmente con el novio de tu amigo.

Es tan desleal que se te revuelve el estomago. Nunca antes habías siquiera mirado en dirección de los hombres de tus amigas. 

Por qué lo hacías ahora?

También era cierto que nunca habías conocido un hombre como él; ese cabello rojo vibrante peinado como si fuera una flama ardiente, esa peculiar mirada ambarina que te mira siempre con interés, sus hombros anchos y su espalda trabajada te hace delirar. Pero no acaba allí, su voz es tentadora como el infierno y siempre huele tan bien que no crees que sea posible para alguien poder alejarse de él. 

Pero no puedes.

Incluso si estuviese disponible, no se podría, porque él no es la clase de hombre que pierde el tiempo con mujeres. Así es que lo mejor para todos es que lo olvides y busques a alguien, para que al menos pretendas tener una vida.

Caminas por las calles de York Shin rumbo a tu rincón favorito para pensar. Una pequeña tienda pintoresca con buen café y libros antiguos.

Apenas llegas allí pides un cappuccino y te zambulles en una buena lectura.

Regresas a casa tarde en la noche, esperando que Hisoka se haya ido, pero albergando la secreta esperanza de que no sea así y poder verlo una última vez antes de dormir.

Un suspiro deja tus labios al recordar sus hermosas facciones y entiendes que tienes problemas.

Cuando vuelves a la realidad te das cuenta que te haz metido por el atajo que sólo usas de día, ya que es aterrador a esta hora de la noche, quieres devolverte, pero casi puedes ver el complejo de departamentos donde vives así es que aceleras el paso para dejar pronto esta ruta.

Tu corazón late con fuerza mientras mas te adentras en el poco iluminado callejón, mas te das cuenta de que ha sido una mala idea cruzarlo, deberías dejar de ser tan tacaña y haber pedido un taxi, pero ya es tarde para arrepentimientos.

De pronto ves que hay tres muchachos conversando cerca de la esquina, te sientes segura por que al menos ya haz pasado todo el terrorífico callejón y nadie saltó sobre ti. Aparte cruzando la calle ya estarás casi en casa.

Sin embargo para tu desconcierto, los chicos parecen notarte y en vez de ignorarte como lo haría cualquier ciudadano común, ellos te miran demasiado interesados.

Caminan hacía ti y casi puedes leer en su semblante que no parecen tener buenas intenciones.

Puedes sentir como la adrenalina, tensa tus músculos y disparan tu corazón haciéndote ver la amenaza.

- Buenas noches señorita! - dice uno de los sujetos con marcado acento extranjero.

- Buenas noches... - les devuelves el saludo, no muy segura de haber hecho lo correcto al cruzar palabras con ellos.

Sin darte cuenta te rodean.

- No te gustaría venir con nosotros a divertirte? - dice un chico con gorro.

- Mira lo que tenemos! - otro de ellos te enseña una bolsa con un polvillo blanco en su interior

- No gracias! - te disculpas - No consumo - tus pies se detuvieron al ver que los machos te cerraron completamente el paso - Y voy atrasada! - dijiste con urgencia.

- Estas segura?!, tal vez pondríamos enseñarte algo que te podría gustar... - El hombre con acento extranjero se acercó tanto a ti que tomó uno de tus mechones y lo hizo girar en sus dedos. 

Sentiste la hiel subir y bajar por tu garganta, era obvio que esto se estaba saliendo de control, tu mente gritaba en pánico, pero permaneciste en silencio sin mover un musculo. Debías ver la forma de salir de esto sin rogar porque te dejaran en paz.

Pero de pronto, dejaste de pensar cuando de la nada viste a los sujetos que estaban a tus costados volar al unísono hacia los puños de una silueta que se encontraba al otro extremo de la calle y luego caer estrepitosamente al piso.

- Qué mierda!? - exclamó el hombre que te estaba intimidando mientras se volteaba con rapidez sólo para ver la silueta anterior, ahora plantada justo frente a él, mirando a su forma mas baja como si de un insecto se tratara.

Era Hisoka! 

Hisoka había venido a tu rescate!

Un sentimiento de alivió y felicidad invadió tu cuerpo, al contrario de tu agresor que temblaba entero por la presencia del novio de Illumi. Despu��s de todo tenía razón en temer, porque Hisoka se veía molesto y sin decir palabra le dio un tremendo puñetazo al sujeto, que lo dejó estampado contra la pared.

Quedaste atónita mirando al hombre pelirrojo moverse implacable impartiendo justicia y ayudando a los débiles. Sumando mas atributos a su ya larga lista de virtudes en tu cabeza.

Él ahora, se había transformado en tu héroe, jurarías que incluso podías ver fuegos artificiales chocar y explotar detrás de su persona.

Hisoka te había salvado la vida.

- Estas bien Y/N? ~ de pronto te preguntó con preocupación, sacándote de tu ensoñación.

Tus músculos al fin respondían y no pudiste evitar saltar a sus brazos, confirmándole tu bienestar y cerrando tus ojos en el proceso. Te aferraste con fuerza a su cintura, como una niña asustada se agarraría a su padre. Su aroma almizclado y dulce inundó tus fosas nasales otorgándote paz y seguridad. Sin embargo apenas sentiste sus cálidos brazos rodear tu espalda, la realidad de a quién abrazabas tan fervientemente te golpeó como un camión.

Comenzaste a temblar y no estabas segura de si era un post trauma por el shock anterior o porque el hombre con el que habías alucinado todo el mes te estrechaba tiernamente entre sus brazos.

- Muchas gracias Hisoka, no sé que hubiese hecho sin ti... - susurraste contra su camisa y disolviste tu abrazo haciéndole ver que ya te podía soltar.

- No deberías pasearte por estos lugares tan tarde, querida ... sabes que puede ser peligroso ~ sentiste una de sus manos deslizarse con suavidad de arriba a abajo, por tu espalda haciendo erizar tu piel en respuesta.

- Sí... -

Te separaste de él de un salto, roja como un tomate.

- Siento mucho haberte causado molestias.... - te apresuraste a decir, presa de tu vergüenza, los labios de Hisoka se curvaron en una divertida sonrisa y sentiste la imperiosa necesidad de huir - Pero... será mejor que me vaya... muchas gracias por todo... nos vemos - Te diste media vuelta y arrancaste... literalmente. 

Pero no alcanzaste a dar muchos pasos, cuando Hisoka te alcanzó y agarró tu mano.

Abriste tus ojos de par en par, jadeando por la repentina sensación de su enorme mano envolviendo la tuya.

- No es molestia, no te preocupes... ahora te llevaré a casa como lo haría un caballero ~ te dio una linda sonrisa de ojos cerrados y antes de que pudieses protestar te arrastró por la gran avenida rumbo a tu casa.

- Hisoka... - murmuraste, mirando alarmada por todo el lugar, una vez que entraron en el lobby.

- Qué pasa cariño? ~ su andar nunca disminuyó.

- Creo que ya deberías soltarme... - comenzaste a decir en un murmullo - Alguien podría vernos y... malinterpretarlo... ya sabes como es la gente... - intentaste zafarte de su mano, pero él no cedió y te agarró con mas fuerza.

Hisoka no hizo caso a lo que decías y en vez de eso te llevó casi corriendo al ascensor.

Una vez que se cerraron las puertas con ustedes dentro habló;

- Crees que alguien va a malinterpretar esto?! ~ enarcó una ceja con diversión mientras levantaba sus manos enlazadas para que las observaras.

- Sí!... sólo imagínate si Illumi... - dijiste intentando defender tu punto. Pero no terminaste, porque la voz se te perdió cuando Hisoka te arrinconó contra la pared del ascensor, con sus brazos enjaulando tu forma mas pequeña y con su rostro demasiado cerca para desviar la mirada.

- Si yo hiciera algo así... ~ él susurró en tu oído y tu corazón casi se sale de tu pecho - Creo que entonces se podría malinterpretar o... talvez... ~ sus labios estaban en tu cuello ahora, respirando cálidamente sobre tu tierna piel. Ibas a morir de un infarto si él continuaba  con esto - Si hiciera algo como esto ~ cerraste los ojos con el calor estallando en tu cara.

Esperabas tanto que él pusiera sus labios sobre tu piel, que estiraste tu cuello, para darle el espacio necesario, pero sus labios nunca llegaron.

El ascensor se detuvo en tu piso y las puertas se abrieron.

Hisoka tomó tu brazo con un movimiento fluido de baile que te hizo girar fuera del ascensor. Pero él permaneció dentro.

- Asegúrate de volver en taxi la próxima vez que decidas regresar tan tarde. Recuerda que no siempre estaré allí para salvarte. Dulces sueños cariño ~ él se despidió y antes de que las puertas se cerraran te guiñó un ojo.

Te quedaste allí un momento, el pasmo cubriendo cada expresión de tu aturdido rostro.

No sabías como sentirte... simplemente no lo sabías...

Ya ni siquiera era importante el hecho de que unos momentos atrás unos tipos intentaran propasarse contigo.

Lo único que existía en tu cabeza era el encuentro demasiado intimo que tuviste con Hisoka, el novio de TU amigo.

No te besó.

Pero aún podías sentir su cálida respiración en tu cuello. Su olor, su voz seductora en tu oído.

Demonios! no lo ibas a olvidar jamás.

Volviste a tu departamento compartido en lo que parecieron horas. Illumi aún despierto, te recibió en la sala.

- Te tardaste demasiado... - dijo mientras jugueteaba ociosamente con su cabello.

- Sí... encontré un libro interesante... - respondiste con los nervios alojándose en tu estomago.

- Un libro interesante a las once de la noche? - él arqueó una ceja en tu dirección, escéptico. Sonreíste con la tranquilidad esfumándose por los poros de tu cuerpo.

- Quería caminar... es todo... el clima... está agradable para hacerlo - no sabías que rayos inventar - Ahora... me iré a la cama... buenas noches Illu -

- No cenaras? - sus ojos negros te miraron de reojo. Era como si supiera que escondías algo.

- No tengo hambre... - contestaste honestamente. Te enternecía lo preocupado que era Illumi contigo. 

Miraste a tu amigo con cariño dándole una sonrisa cansada. Él te devolvió la sonrisa y supiste entonces que tus retorcidas ilusiones con Hisoka debían parar, por el bien de Illumi y por el bien de todos.

~ Continuará ~

[gab-has-adhd]

You kmow I've reached this point in my hyperfixation where absolutely anything can make me think if Hisoka and Illumi

Like Oh, a new song talking about the secks? Straight in the Hisoka playlist it goes

A random meme with two different characters depicted? It's them. My terrible boys. It's them

A vaguely romantic / dark / unhinged song? HISOILLU-

[hisokas-toybox]

Final post for today and it's actually my own content for a change! Chapter 5 of Hopes and Fears.

As the first exam of the year approaches Illumi's workload ramps up, along with his stress levels. How will he handle making an unexpected and shocking discovery along the way?

NSFW warning: This chapter ends with the first smut scene of this series. If you want to avoid NSFW content stop reading at "A good night's sleep, that's what Illumi needed." There's no plot between here and the chapter end. Otherwise, enjoy 😉

[brokenquillpen]

Little Scenarios📝:

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

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

[mayxo-hxh]

According to shalnark, manipulators are EXTREMELY VULNERABLE without their preferred weapon of choice, as they cannot use their nen abilities at all without it. As I quote, "Losing the preferred weapon is often FATAL"

THEN WHY.

WHY.

WHY???????????????????

THE ONE TIME ILLUMI DOESNT HAVE ANY PINS ON HIM. HIS PREFERRED WEAPON OF CHOICE. THAT AS A MANIPULATOR HE SHOULD NEVER GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT. IS WHEN HE GOES ON A PRIVATE DATE WITH HISOKA.

HES COMPLETELY VULNERABLE. ZERO PINS. DO YOU REALIZE. DO YOU REALIZE!!!!!!!????!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?

GAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lumizold]

H i s o i l l u

W e e k e n d

Saturday 24 of the Hisoillu weekend „ Theme: Present

Headcanon: Do you remember when Hisoka asked Illumi to shapeshift in himself to deceive the Phantom Troupe? I always imagined that Illumi showed his ability to shapeshift even without pins to Hisoka presenting it like it was a “magic trick”.

[People tend to forget/ignore that he can shape shift even without pins so here’s my headcanon about it]

[lamothla-art]

Hisoillu Week Day 4 - Identity / Alter Ego

How I imagined Hisoka seeing Gittarackur for the first time

[konekochanxhisoka]

It's Poll Time!!!

Yesterday see this poll on Twitter and I was like: it can be! These girls must be really blind!!! bc Illumi was winning!

Now we'll see how is the opinion of hxh Tumblr fandom!

[musicalmoritz]

Why do fandoms hate non-monogamy?

I find it so confusing that the only hate comments I’ve ever received on ao3 have been about non-monogamy of all things. I don’t consider my writing to be massively shocking or controversial but I do occasionally write about some darker subjects (cannibalism, legal age gaps, couples carving their names into each other’s backs, lesbian serial killers), and these are the fics I typically brace myself for pushback on. Again, even the darker stuff doesn’t get too dark, I tend to fluff things up a bit. But these fics end up receiving overwhelming support, which I’m very grateful for

Still though, when I write stuff like that, you can imagine my confusion when people instead choose to hate on my open relationship fics. At least if it were something pertaining to violence I could be like “okay I get it, this subject makes some people uncomfortable.” When it’s simply stretching the bounds of heteronormativity or interpreting the characters differently, the comments end up feeling particularly aggressive. I’m talking a kind of hate I’ve only experienced within Southern Baptist churches

You literally cannot look me in the eyes and tell me that Hisoka and Illumi would have a monogamous relationship. That is so completely different from their canon dynamic, where they’re already implied to have something going on but Hisoka is seen thirsting over other characters frequently. The first hate comment was about them and I was a little petty about it, I called the commenter out in the description of the fic. I have since then deleted the callout but I kinda wish I hadn’t. Though I’ve heard there’s a hatebot on HisoIllu ao3 so that might have been the problem

The other ship was Cherik, which comes down more to interpretation. Although they are one of my favorite ships ever, I do multiship with them and I feel as though their relationships with women are very valuable to both of them. I know because of the ending to Dark Phoenix, a lot of people like to give them a stereotypical Hallmark happily ever after but I just can’t completely see them like that. At least not during the bulk of the franchise, which is where my fic took place. I think they are soulmates but they have other shit going on, and other people in their lives they wouldn’t want to give up (I’m very attached to Erik’s relationship with Magda from the comics so shhhh). Writing them as an old married couple before they’ve worked everything out just isn’t realistic to me

And Soukoku, omg Soukoku. This one wasn’t a hate comment but someone decided to mention in a bookmark they made for one of my fics that they didn’t like how Dazai and Chuuya weren’t fully together and still saw other people. I don’t write for Soukoku anymore as I really only “ship” them in the manga, their dynamic is perfect as it is and I don’t need to see anything added to that. But that’s simply a matter of preference, there are plenty of fans who do want to see them run off and get married and you know what? If I ended up reading a fic like that, I wouldn’t bookmark it just to complain that I’d prefer if they weren’t married. Soukoku is like the least heteronormative ship ever, c’mon guys. Their dynamic is so unique and complex and you want to see them settle down with 5 kids?? To each their own ig but don’t tell me how you want to see them fanonized😭

Those aren’t the only ships I’ve written open relationships with, at least I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure some of my Fyozai and Nikozai fics have been like that as well. Which makes me even more annoyed because I know it’s just because HisoIllu, Cherik, and Soukoku are massively popular ships within their respective fandoms and people want to see them characterized the exact same way every time. When there’s such an overload of content for all three of them, you’d think people would be less picky. If you don’t like how I write them that’s completely fine, just go read a different fic. I promise you there’s no shortage, Soukoku is one of the top ships on ao3. I don’t really like the way Soukoku and Cherik are characterized by their fandoms so when I write them, I try to provide something different. It’s good to have variety in the type of content that exists for ships, I��ve had a lot of Soukoku fans thank me for highlighting Chuuya’s flaws rather than making Dazai the only villain in their relationship. It may not be for you, but there are some people who will enjoy it. If you don’t like it just move on and read something else

Overall I think the issue here is heteronormativity (take a shot every time I write that word). It’s perfectly fine if you want your ships to have a storybook romance where they get married and have babies at the end, I’m like that with most of my ships. But keep in mind that there are different types of relationships, and not everyone wants to read the same thing. That’s my favorite part of multishipping, some ships don’t exist as full relationships to me and that’s great. It gives me the opportunity to explore different dynamics- friends with benefits, one-sided pining, besties who flirt, emotionally married but never confessed. People really only seem okay with this variety of the ship isn’t popular, or if it’s not the main pairing for a character. Nobody bats an eye when I write Fyozai as non-monogamous because at the end of the day, most of those readers want to see Dazai end up with Chuuya. Popular ships deserve variety too though, a lot of readers are secretly missing that. We’ve seen Soukoku written the same way a million times, so why not mix it up?? One fic of them being non-monogamous won’t hurt anybody. You can still interpret them however you want to, but don’t send hate to fans who don’t share the same opinion

Not everyone has the same relationship experience, and fiction should reflect that. There’s a common complaint that love stories are repetitive, so writers should be encouraged to take a different approach to romance. Those relationships aren’t any less valuable than “traditional” ones, they can be just as meaningful and life-changing. I’ll even bring TBHK into this; while I prefer to imagine Teru and Akane having some fairytale ending together, it’s so refreshing to see most fans giving them an angsty slowburn well into their 30s. It’s something you don’t see with every ship, and it fits them well. That’s the beauty of fan fiction, everyone interprets the characters slightly differently so we get to explore different concepts with them. In that sense, even the overused tropes feel unique every time. So don’t shame someone for stepping further outside popular fan interpretation, they’re just proving some variety that many readers may enjoy

[mayxo-hxh]

This makes SOOO much more sense than lemons. It goes extremely well with the other scene right after where Illumi calls the dead hunter carrying a map an idiot lmfaooooooo

Illumi's lack of respect for hunters is so fucking funny

I took the liberty of making an edit of the og one bcs its way funnier like this teehee

for my little gif, i tried to find the og text for "hunt the lemons for me" (lemon = looks good but is bad, ex: a used car) and the actual translation is so funny

its "ハズレ" (hazure) which is literally failures/losers LMFAOOOO

[ladybisky88]

Hi!! I've a Tumblr exclusive just for you! I wrote this funny drabble (okay, let’s be honest, it’s a crack fic🤪) a while back as a gift for @burnalist. It’s silly, it’s fun, and honestly, I find it hilarious—I think you will too! 😄

Word count: 950

Summary: Hanzo stumbles upon Bisky's unique hobby while killing time during the election wait. (At its core still a hisoillu story)

Warnings: mature with mention of nsfw content. (Nothing explicit, though.)

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The election hall of the Hunter Association was charged with tension. Hunters of all ranks and backgrounds sought ways to calm their nerves and break the monotony of the wait. Some were pacing, others engaged in conversation, and a few, like Biscuit Krueger, chose quiet corners to stay out of the fray.

Another Hunter, Hanzo, drifted through the crowd, sipping on his orange juice. His eyes, sharp and curious, swept over the room, on the lookout for something - anything - to break the monotony. He exchanged a few words with one Hunter, shared a nod with another, but nothing seemed to hold his interest.

His gaze finally landed on Bisky. She was engaged in a stash of papers, seemingly oblivious to the room and the people around her. Hanzo's interest piqued - he had little to no interaction with Bisky, but her reputation as a formidable fighter preceded her. 

This could be interesting.

He approached her with light, unnoticeable steps.

"Hey, Bisky, what's so interesting?" Hanzo asked with a playful tone.

Bisky jolted, her hands trying to cover the papers in front of her. Her eyes had a flicker of panic when they met Hanzo's. 

"It's nothing, just... just some notes," she stammered.

Before Bisky could react, he leaned in and snatched the papers from under her hands. "Let's see what's got Biscuit Krueger so wrapped up!"

"Give those back!" Bisky said, making a grab for the papers.

With a grin, Hanzo kept the papers just beyond her reach. Bisky made several attempts to retrieve them, but Hanzo easily avoided her, amused by the effort.

It was only then he took in the papers' contents. The names 'Hisoka' and 'Illumi' appeared in a context that was decidedly not for the faint of heart, making his eyes widen. As his brain processed the explicit nature of the story, he spluttered, sending a spray of juice into the air.

"This is what you double-star Hunters do for fun?" Hanzo choked out, trying to regain his composure. 

Despite his initial shock, Hanzo found himself unable to stop reading, his curiosity too strong. His eyes widened further with each line, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. He turned the page only to find something even more attention grabbing. 

Bisky’s illustration.

In the drawing, Illumi sat in Hisoka's lap, with Hisoka's hands wrapped possessively around him. Their partially unbuttoned clothes left just enough to the imagination: Hisoka's loose shirt revealed his muscular chest and a glimpse of his abs, while Illumi's lean yet firm torso was artfully exposed.

The drawing paid careful attention to details – Hisoka's fingers pressing into Illumi's side, the slight ruffle of their hair, the visible bulges in their trousers.

Sure as hell, Bisky could draw.

Hanzo's mouth opened, then closed, and then opened once more as he struggled to remember how words work. 

"Why them?" he finally managed to utter. "I mean, they're... Hisoka and Illumi.”

Bisky sighed, a faint smile played on her lips and her eyes took on a dreamy quality. 

"You know, Hanzo, they have a certain... something. They're like two sides of the same twisted coin, perfect for each other," Her voice grew more animated, almost high-pitched. "And, they're so handsome!"

Noticing Hanzo's intrigued look, she continued, "It's not just them. There's something about beautiful men, especially those with power and an edge of danger. It adds a layer of… excitement to the story.”

Hanzo glanced back and forth between the papers and Biscuit. A moment passed as he contemplated the contrast between the tough, no-nonsense fighter he expected to meet and the imaginative woman standing before him.

Bisky, crossed her arms, trying to regain her composure, "It's just a silly hobby, okay? Don't read too much into it," 

Hanzo nodded slowly. The blush on his face faded, replaced by a thoughtful expression. 

Bisky broke the silence. "So, what do you think of my story... since you've already read some of it?”

"It doesn't make a lot of sense," Hanzo started, preparing to lay out his thoughts.

He was just about to point out the gap between fiction and reality - explaining that in the real world gay sex involved more practical concerns – safety and hygiene first of all. The passionate scenes she wrote, with all the sweet kisses, caresses and shouting each other's names, didn't match up with reality. And most importantly, the very idea of Hisoka and Illumi together was ridiculous.

But just as he was about to speak, he noticed a shift in Bisky. She looked discouraged, as if all her enthusiasm drained away.

Hanzo paused, the words catching in his throat. He couldn't bring himself to crush her spirit. Instead, he shifted gears, a small, playful smile tugging at his lips.

"It doesn't make sense that Hisoka is the top, though!" he said. "Given his personality, I'd bet he'd love being a bottom.”

Bisky's eyes flickered back to life, surprised and intrigued. "What? No way! Hisoka’s clearly the more dominant type, especially with Illumi being so composed and delicate.” She ended with a dreamy sigh, clasping her hands together. 

"Hear me out," Hanzo insisted, "Hisoka lives for the thrill, the challenge. Plus he loves pain. He'd totally get a kick out of being a bottom. "

Bisky considered his words, "Ok, but what about Illumi? He's always so composed, so in control.” 

"That's the whole point!" Hanzo responded, more engaged than he anticipated. "That makes him a natural fit. Him being a control freak screams ‘top’ to me.”

The conversation continued, evolving into a light-hearted chat filled with the occasional laughter. As they talked, the initial awkwardness melted away. 

It turned out, Hanzo had found himself a pretty interesting way to make time fly after all.