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lightfeltmemories · 5 months

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episode one: phantom troupe and romance; headcanons from least toxic, to most toxic

characters include: chrollo, machi, pakunoda, shizuku, uvogin, shalnark, feitan, phinks, bonolenov, kortopi, hisoka, illumi, nobunaga, franklin. (not in order)

tw's: nsfw but nothing explicit, mentions of non-con, spoilers for the deaths of pakunoda, shalnark, kortopi and uvogin, toxic relationships, lovebombing, mentions of torture (not on reader), mentions of cheating, mentions of reader's death,

notes: a completely self indulgent post, you can probably tell who im biased towards by how long certain sections are.

because this contains mentions of nsfw, do not interact if you are under 18, you will be blocked if you do !! also, do not leave negative comments please, they will be deleted :)

pakunoda

out of everyone, guaranteed, she'll be the best partner out of everyone else, you might even end up shocked that she's apart of the troupe if it ever comes to you finding out.

she's a darling, spoils and cares for you like anyone else, a great listener and partakes in your interests in hobbies, its (almost) like a fairytale by how the relationship is, the troupe knows you but you don't know them! and she wants to keep it that way, of course still she's a murderer, so it would break her if you were to have found out about everything, she vowed to never let you know or even have you close to knowing about what she does, but you just can't help but wonder what she's doing when she's away for long periods of time.

until it comes to her death.

now, you eventually find out that she died from a close friend of hers, but he knows paku doesn't want you to know about the troupe, so, he's a bit vague, and a bit creepy.

nobunaga

personally out of everyone else, i feel like nobunaga would be other most normal when it comes to relationships, but then again, he's an enigma, he doesn't strike me as the type to be the best boyfriend literally ever or very very toxic, i feel like out of everyone else, if you're looking for someone to be in a semi normal relationship with, nobunaga is your best shot, but of course, he's a part of the phantom troupe, and any member apart of it isn't exactly the best partner by default.

he's still a murder and thief, like all members i believe that he would definitely steal things that remind him of you, he'd most definitely kill for you.

unlike someone like feitan or machi, he doesn't exactly have a problem with being vulnerable when you get to know him, he'll tell you about himself, and of course, because he's a criminal he can't exactly tell you what he does for a living, but can't bring himself to lie about it either, he's just hoping that one day, if you know, you won't leave or judge him for it, his childhood isn't exactly all sunshines and lolipops, y'know?

he'll love you from the ends of the earth, but he definitely won't let you walk all over him, quick to put your in your place and won't allow you to manipulate him, he won't lie to you (about trivial things, at least) so why should you? (who knows, maybe you're apart of a criminal organization and is pretty much a wanted criminal yourself :P)

bonolenov

similar to nobunaga i think if you want something that's somewhat normal, bonolenov is also a nice choice! (100% not putting him up so high because we don't really know that much about him it's totally because he would be a decent partner! honest!)

for one, you would definitely be introduced to usual romantic gestures and advances that come from his tribe, he'll tell you all about how things work with him, he'll do dances he learned when they were still here for you to show how much he adores you, and dresses you in garments that resemble such from his tribe, it's pretty cute, honestly!

now, what concerns him a bit is.. how you'll react without his bandages, he's not exactly sexy like chrollo but (to me, TO MEEEEEE) he's not the ugliest thing in the world! he just hopes that eventually if you see him in his true form, you don't scream and run away at the sight of him, its okay if you do! ..... kind of.

and if you don't, oh you'll mean so much to him!

kortopi

now, here's another one we don't know much about! but i'll try my best either way (i just want to contribute to the lack of attention him and bono get in these spaces.) he's another somewhat normal one, he also doesn't strike me as the type to be the absolute worst, but still is apart of a troupe of murderers and thieves.

similar to everyone else, he'll steal and kill for you (idk if this guy even has a body count but lets pretend he does.) and is a lot more open to being vulnerable than some other members.

now, nine times out of ten you'll be taller than him because this guy is even shorter than feitan, so, he'll definitely be wearing your t-shirts and hoodies, and he ain't complaining about it!

and eventually, he dies, now, honestly, something told you that kortopi seemed... like the odd one out when it came to the troupe, he doesn't seem like the type to be apart of... that! you better hope that hisoka doesn't care about you, or things are gonna turn ugly faster than you can blink.

uvogin

he's big (as hell), but he's sweeter (you know why they're in bold italics) than the others twice his size.

physically the strongest, you're rather lucky to have him has your partner, if someone won't stop messing with you, they're dead within a millisecond, or at least scared off since you know.. he isn't exactly built like the average guy and having someone that's eight foot fucking two walking up on you not really excited to see you is quite terrifying, depending on his mood they'll sometimes get away.... sometimes.

enough of that, how is it like when it's just the two of you? sitting on the couch or laying in bed watching movies together, his arm around you, it's basically a pillow! a hard ass pillow at that.

not the most vulnerable, he's not some weird incel who see's women as sex toys or anything, he's decently capable of being in a normal relationship, you won't see each other often sadly, but when you do, he'll pay 95% of his attention towards you, he'll even let you know straight up that he won't know when he'll get back, but he will! ... until he doesn't..

ah yes, his death at the hands of kurapika, how will you react? hell, how would kurapika react to your existence? something tells me that kurapika might kill you too, send you right off with him, or, in a rather strange twist of events, he might try to fuck you and take you to the other side, not in the way of barging into your house and straight up non con, nah, more like a get to know you then get in your pants type of way, uvo won't be there to protect you now would he? of course the latter is highly unlikely, but to be honest it's kind of fun to think about.

and now that you think of it... you don't even know what uvo was doing or where he was going, you choose how you want to react to how you found out about his troupe business.

shizuku

another woman! she's similar to another person right below her! she looks cute, but she's anything but!...... sort of.

she's not the best or worst partner, she's pretty normal, a bit distant but it's not something you can't manage, maybe she just needs some space and you're overwhelming her, but something that really gets to you is her forgetfulness.

at first, she'll forget things such as your birthday or your anniversary, but going further into the relationship, she becomes less and less forgetful (she might even remember things that you don't even remember.)

what exactly do you guys do together? well, she does try to partake in your interests, and does try to get things you like!

franklin

he's similar to uvo, he's big, he's actually nicer than he appears.

what makes him so low is.. well to be honest i don't know, i don't feel like he could be high up but not so low, so, this is the perfect spot for him.

for one he does have a bit of an anger problem, not as bad as phinks, but he doesn't mind a slight argument, good thing he wont assault you, and is quick to make up for the argument.

i don't know how to write him, so, please forgive me for how small this passage is. :(

shalnark

we're starting to get into uh... strange territory, he looks kind, and seems normal, but he's anything but that, he's not the most toxic but he also isn't the most caring and understanding either, similar to nobunaga he's kind of an enigma.

he's a love bomber and very good at manipulating, definitely takes advantage of his rather cute looks, he'll figure out what you're insecure about and compliment those things specifically, i do think he is capable of loving someone genuinely, but he sometimes does things without realizing that they aren't really normal, maybe he's getting his troupe personality mixed up with the one he has with you.

he does come off as sweet at first, brings you flowers and takes you on some rather expensive dates (an uncanny feeling creeps up on you about how the waiters act, but you don't pay much attention to it.) and sometimes he's more distant and a little bit aloof, you take this as him needing his space.

he's not abusive, but he isn't the absolute best partner, there's definitely better out there.

his death doesn't hit you as hard as the others but it was still devastating, you best hope hisoka doesn't come for you, and if he does, you hope he swiftly kills you, because you really don't want this murder clown to take an interest to you.

phinks

phinks is another one 'that's kind of odd to me, i don't want to judge a book by its cover and say "yeah he's a piece of shit!!" but again, he's a lot better in comparison to anyone below.

he's similar to shalnark in quite a few ways, one, he does things that kind of makes you think he's a bit of an odd ball, he's intimidating to look at and is the second strongest physically in the troupe, so you're lucky to have someone like him if you're looking for protection.

i don't see him as the type to take you out to fancy restaurants and bring you flowers, stuff like that is a bit too sappy for him, he shows other ways like giving you thinks you like or taking you to like carnivals or other fun events.

his main problem is his anger issues, he won't physically harm you especially if you don't use nen, but he's not above arguing with or yelling at you, he doesn't do it often, but he might call you an idiot or a bitch if you take him to that point.

the relationship is somewhat normal besides that.

chrollo

chrollo is weird, some say he's loving, caring, blah blah blah while some might say he's the exact opposite.

for one he is charming, he's a relatively good looking man, he's intelligent, and is looking for someone who's also intelligent.

i feel like chrollo definitely has a type, he likes people who are elegant, he wants someone that'll make him look good while he's in public, he doesn't care much for how people view the relationship outside of that, he also looks for someone with a personality he doesn't want someone who looks good yes, but is boring to be around, someone he can have a deep conversation with and talk about his interests with.

for one, you will not know about the troupe's existence, until he is 100% ready to tell you, which will definitely take a while, but he's confident that the troupe and himself will protect you from anyone who tries to avenge.

now, what makes him so low on this list? well, he's quite manipulative, a gaslighter, too, what do you mean you saw me with another woman? it's all for business, i'm just trying to steal her nen ability.

he does want to be a good partner, but this relationship is kind of a "too good to be true" type, something is happening behind closed doors and the thought is too persistent to ignore.

illumi

this guy is... strange, for one, his beady ass eyes make him look like a bug (affectionately), and section.. his very warped perception of what love even is.

i agree with the fandom that he has a breeding kink no doubt, his intention on dating is marriage, and you will bear his children, no ifs, ands or buts.

you'll meet his family but you'll never meet the troupe, he doesn't want you getting involved in fighting (he might have someone teach you some basic self protection) because he doesn't want you to die, that'll fuck with him... kind of, you're basically trapped in the mansion.

his overprotection is toxic on its own, you don't have that much freedom, you can't go shopping unless he's with you (or if he can't be there, one of his servants will accompany you), you're never truly alone unless he's away, and when he's here, things are no better, he's distant and cold, there's not much to talk about with him, sure, he loves you, but doesn't know how to express it much.

machi

one out of three toxic ass individuals, one of them consists of machi.

lets start off with the fact that she's cold hearted, as hell, if you cry in front of her she'll look at you like you're crazy, if she's really in that mood she'll tell you that you look stupid and you need to suck it up.

not good with physical touch or romance, who knows how the two of you managed to continue the relationship, she does leave flowers for you but won't tell you that they're from her, won't admit that she's the one who got them for you.

i feel like similar to a certain clown, she won't care much for you if you aren't either powerful or capable of protecting yourself in some way.

but all she's really doing is putting up barriers, she's actually caring in her own weird way, she'll still be there for you, patch up your wounds if you managed to get cut or stabbed and would probably mourn your death.

hisoka

were getting lower, and a certain sadist who loves torture is worse, but somehow, hisoka is slightly better than him in some way or another.

for one, hisoka probably won't be that interested in you if you aren't powerful, it would be worse if you were a regular civilian, he'll take that as an opportunity to take advantage of you sexually, physically, psychologically and mentally, and the relationship will be literal hell..

but, lets say you are pretty powerful, dare i say a troupe member yourself, he won't be as interested in fighting you as much as he would chrollo, but he would be interested in... other ways.

how you managed to get into a relationship with this freak is unclear, but you two one day just.. hooked up, and it all goes downhill from here.

he has no problem killing you if he gets tired of you, he already killed two and plans on killing the rest of the spiders, why not kill another? especially you? or, in an alternate scenario where he does manage to kill off all the spider, you're the only one who's left, this can go two ways, one, he can fuck you one last time then kill you, or, he takes you with him! if you managed to have a lasting impression on him, that is.

outside of sex, he just isn't a good partner, he's probably the only one on this list that's probably willing to cheat on you (don't you dare get back at him, both you and your lover will die) he's manipulative as hell, he doesn't necessarily care about how you feel and he'll provoke you just to get a reaction out of you.

feitan

and last but not least, feitan, oh boy, good luck to you for managing to have this man attracted to you. (im a feitan girlie, so this one might be a big longer than the rest)

for one, he'll hate your rotten guts for making him feel this way, for making him feel so weak, so emotional... he might even contemplate on killing you, but when that time comes he can't bring himself to do it.

i don't want to say yandere is his default since he doesn't really know how to properly love, because i do think he has some potential, but it does make sense for him, because there has to be something about you that makes you interested in him, maybe you're his polar opposite? maybe you're also a sadist?

he's not the most romantic partner, he doesn't want to come off as vulnerable, or sappy, so, what considers as a date to him? he's the type to probably take you to a cemetery at night as a form of a date.

he will not allow the troupe to know you or you to know them, for one he's going to be teased from hell and back for finally managing to pull someone and second while it appears that he doesn't care for you much, him protecting you from them is his way of showing you that he cares.

he can't find himself being vulnerable, he might teach you his language if you're up for it, and he might bring you some things he knows you like, but thats kind of it, also he won't force you to see him torture people.. unless you betray him in a way.

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soft-mafia · 10 months

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Hands Occupied

MINORS DNI

warnings: nsfw, oc insert, female reader, breast play, breast sucking, fingering, groping, oral(fem receiving), hands free male ejaculation, blanket humping

a/n: oh my goodness it’s been a long time😭 it’s been such a long time but I’m finally back to making fics! Hopefully nothing comes up that’ll make me go on hiatus again🙏I might take requests again soon, I’m still thinking about it👀Also, if you didn’t see my last post, I’m going to be deleting any negativity I see and not responding to hateful anons, I don’t want that kind of stuff on my page, I want this to be a fun, safe place for people who love Hisoka, hxh and fan fiction! I haven’t written for a long time, this is just me warming up again lol, sorry if this one is a bit rusty!

Hisoka’s greedy hands roamed over Y/n’s body, his nose hovered above Y/n’s skin, taking in her scent as he dragged his face up her body until his nose was buried between her breasts. Y/n’s breathing was soft, she whimpered when she felt his hot breath on her bare skin. Hisoka couldn’t help but smirk, he really loved how he was able to get Y/n like this, soft and submissive, bendable to his will— it was like he had domesticated a wild beast and made it his pet.

Hisoka withdrew his face from Y/n’s chest, although his face was still in front of it. His hands moved from her hips up to the sides of her rib cage, his thumbs were pressed underneath her boobs.

“Don’t just stare at them..—“ Y/n let out a huff of impatience as she looked at Hisoka while he ogled her. Hisoka shook his head and chuckled, “Ah ah, patience my dear. You need to work on your patience.” Hisoka looked up at Y/n through his eyelashes, before looking back at her breasts, admiring the curve of them, her cleavage, her areole and nipples that hardened in the cold of his bedroom.

“I want to take a moment to admire this.. admire this body.” The magician whispered, flipping his soft ginger bangs away from his face before leaning his head back to her breasts.

Hisoka rubbed his face over her tits, feeling them move under his face, feeling how soft they were against him. “You’re always so impatient..” He chuckled, “Such a greedy woman..” He smirked.

Y/n’s pussy clenched, a feeling of arousal shot through her body at Hisoka’s words. She couldn’t help it, the rumble of his deep voice, the way he was touching her— Y/n bit her bottom lip and titled her head back, letting out soft pants into the air as her hand moved down her body, just when she was inches away from touching herself to get some relief, Hisoka’s hand was suddenly gripping her wrist firmly. Y/n tensed for a moment, but softened when Hisoka’s grip tightened.

Y/n allowed for Hisoka to set her hand back where it was, not allowing her to touch herself. Instead, he used his fingers instead. Y/n’s back arched at the sudden sensation, a soft mewl escaped her lips as her body trembled.

Hisoka let out another evil chuckle, “I will touch you if you’re so desperate for it, baby.” He moved his face over Y/n’s right breast. “Your body is mine, it should be mine and mine alone to touch.” Hisoka’s strong fingers moved in and out of Y/n’s dripping cunt, her walls clenched around him, her juices seeped out of her entrances and between her fingers as he shoved them in with that repetitive rhythm that made her shiver.

“Eghh..~ mghh..” Y/n moaned, her brows furrowed lightly as he dug his fingers deep inside of her.

“The way you shiver at my touch is so cute, my dear.” Hisoka lapped at Y/n’s nipple, then took it into his mouth, fitting the entire areolae into it. His tongue swirled around the pert nub. He sucked on her breast as if he was getting something out of it. He loved the slightly salty, skin-taste of it, he couldn’t get enough. Hisoka pressed his palm against Y/n’s privates so he could finger her even further, enjoying how soft the girl’s labia and inner walls were. Hisoka was hardening in his boxers, the fabric that brushed against his hard length nearly drove him mad. He wondered if he could cum like this— cum without even touching himself, cum just by sucking Y/n’s breasts and fingering her.

Y/n arched her back, throwing her head back and letting out a loud groan into the air as she bucked her hips further. Hisoka couldn’t help but crack a slight smirk. She was truly like a wild animal.. her thrashing led to him pulling away from her breast for a moment. “Calm yourself, Y/n.” Hisoka spoke with a firm voice, before moving to her other breast, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking, leaving the other one looking swollen and hard, slicked over with his saliva exposed to the cold air.

Hisoka was amused by Y/n’s obedience, he took his fingers away from her crotch, feeling satisfied as he heard a disheartened whine leave Y/n’s lip. Hisoka moved his hand over to cup her unoccupied tit, he rubbed his wet fingers over that swollen nipple, rubbing his index finger around it in circles. Y/n twitched and shivered under his touch again, the sensation was so much for her, a tingle in her chest that led down to her abdomen, her wet cunt clenched with need and desire.

Y/n squeezed the pillows, trying to hold back the urge to touch herself, knowing that Hisoka would try to stop her again anyway..

Hisoka continued what he was doing, fondling one tit while sucking the other. Though, once he was satisfied he pulled back. “Lay down for me, baby.” Hisoka said, and began to position Y/n as she lowered herself flat on the bed. The red haired man smirked as he looked down at her, her nipples: swollen and slick from his own doing, and her cunt sopping wet. Y/n spread her legs as she laid down, her fingers squeezed the flesh of her soft inner thigh.

The mad magician licked his lips, then pushed his bangs back with his hand, his muscles flexing as he did this swift motion before he lowered himself down between her legs. His face was so close to Y/n’s heat, he could feel the warmth on his skin and it drew him in. Her pussy was glistening with her own wetness in the lighting of the dim lamp light. Hisoka laid his muscular arms up on either side of Y/n’s body, his hands cupping her rib cage, her breasts cupped into the curve between his index and thumbs.

Hisoka leaned into her cunt, he didn’t waste any time before he dove his tongue into her. He wasn’t inexperienced when it came to eating Y/n out, he knew what made her shiver and climax like the back of his hand. Hisoka tilted his head so he could writhe his tongue in deeper into her.

He could feel her shivering, he could hear her whimpering and moaning as he licked and lapped at her inner most sensitive parts. He was getting a bit antsy himself, listening to Y/n’s noises, tasting her, feeling her and smelling her— his hard cock rubbed against his boxers, and he couldn’t help but rock his hips against the blankets underneath him. He dug his knees into the bed, his muscular legs tensed as he began to rock and grind his hard cock into the sheets. His muscular body twitched in arousal as he did so, and it only further encouraged him to bring Y/n to an orgasm, wanting to chase it with her.

Hisoka always felt at his most primal when he was intimate with Y/n like this, this shared moment of arousal and heat— a feeling that was built instinctively into the both of them made Hisoka feel like a true beast giving into his own nature. His hands gripped around Y/n’s chest slightly as he ground his cock down onto the sheets. His entire body coursed with arousal, he felt so close, he involuntarily let out a low groan against Y/n’s cunt.

Hisoka trembled and twitched, and as Y/n jerked up slightly, and a flood of juices came rushing onto Hisoka’s tastebuds— that’s when he knew it was time. Hisoka immediately had a release of his own, and grunted firmly into Y/n’s cunt as he did so. His body jerked subtly, his hot sperm squirted out into his boxers, the sensation was like electric. Hisoka’s hold on Y/n went lax as they both panted heavily, coming down from their orgasms. “Oh fuck..” Y/n groaned, squeezing her eyes shut and turning her head to the side as she let go of her legs, resting her hands down onto the bed.

The magician chuckled softly, giving Y/n’s pussy a soft kiss before rising up, sitting on his knees with a noticeable stain in his boxers. Y/n’s eyes opened, and her gaze immediately shifted to Hisoka’s package. She pouted at him, “You ruined your underwear— that was like, my favorite one.” She laughed softly. Hisoka couldn’t help but smile at that, his boxers were a bit goofy for the intimate situation— they were bright pink with a cartoonish flower print pattern. Hisoka had remembered how Y/n laughed so hard the first time she saw them— she laughed so hard that it brought the entire mood down, she didn’t let him hear the end of it for an entire week..

Hisoka smiled and leaned down to lay beside of Y/n, “It’ll be another memory, my dear.” He smiled at her, kissing her temple gently before he watched her grab her phone from the side table. “I’m hungry.. I’m gonna order something what do you wanna eat?”

Hisoka looked at her for another moment before chuckling and laying on his back, letting her snuggle up to his side, “Mm.. I’m in the mood for a chicken sandwich, perhaps..”

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h0neybunns · 9 months

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- Hisoka 1000% has a soft spot for any cute animal and he definitely spends hours playing with kittens when he thinks no one is watching

Kurapika is a very talented chef and he likes to make his own recipes and he posted it online on his food blog

-Leorio loves bad romcom movies he watches them fully and posts a detailed review on movie rating websites under the user “MedicianMan”

- Killua is a huge fan of video games, and he's very competitive, and he rages and trash talks his teammates.

- Illumi is a huge neat freak, and he's always organizing and cleaning his surroundings. He's very particular about the way things are arranged, and he expects the same level of tidiness from everyone.

-Kite makes dad jokes and they always fall flat but.

-Shalnark is a huge fan of horror movies and him and leorio got into a argument on a rating form about a movie (he didn’t know it was shalnark)

- Palm is a huge fan of romance novels.

- Kalluto is a huge fan of fashion but he only wears the same few outfits

- Feitan is a huge fan of martial arts movies, and he's always practicing new moves and techniques.

-Leorio is a huge fan of coffee and will spend outrageously amours of money on coffee and equipment.

-Gon really likes puzzles but can never solve them

-Hisoka has a yt channel where he exposes fake magic tricks to ruin the magic from kids

- Kurapika is a huge fan of history.

•chrollo and illumi have really crusty lips (FIGHT ME ON IT)

-Neferpitou doesn’t understand what a coat hanger is and played if it for hours like a cat

-Pouf has a glitter trail whenever he walks

-every 10 mins leorio has to lick his lips because they are so dry none knows why he uses chapstick and everything

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I had to upload again cuz I didn’t know I deleted it lolll

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poorhisoka-archive · 1 year

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Hello! 💕

This is an archival blog for the now-deleted poorhisoka blog (with no affiliation to the original artist, smoxt/smoxtishere!)

There is no intention to repost any art, only to reblog old posts in order to read all the comics on Tumblr. All non dj-related posts will be queued to reblog once a day at 8:30PM PST until it runs out~ ♪

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You can read both doujin in chronological order here on Tumblr desktop or mobile browser;

READ ➤ #DJ: POOR HISOKA

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bungeepuppet · 1 year

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Hisoka is Dead

Prompt: Illumi kills Hisoka, and deals with the resulting emotional fallout very poorly.

Rating: Mature (Violence & Death)

Words: 3,800

Note: Hisoka is dead, but this author believes in happy endings. 😚

[[ A Hisoillu doujin script that I may or may not draw out. ]]

(A forest setting, littered with cards, needles, and blood.)

Illumi checks over Hisoka’s still body, and stands up casually. He has many injuries as well, but doesn’t appear bothered by them.

“Mm. He died.” Illumi says calmly.

“...Well, I guess it’s been settled then.”

Illumi leaves the body where it is and walks back to the road.

He calls his chauffeur to return for a pick-up, and sits in the back alone on the way to the airport. He takes a private airship home.

(A few weeks pass)

Illumi is bothered by his habitual reflex to text or meet with Hisoka.

“It’s very… bizarre.” “It feels like muscle memory, but that’s not accurate.” “Habit, then?” “Is it habitual to think ‘Oh, Hisoka would want to see…’ or ‘Ah, I should tell Hisoka at our next meeting…’?” “Was it that often that we were in contact?”

Illumi’s hand twitches toward his pocket to where his phone is, but he doesn’t pull it out.

“These side-thoughts have no relevance anymore. I don’t know why I am having them so often.”

“Hisoka is dead.” “It is impossible to contact him.”

“What did I used to do with my time, before Hisoka and I met frequently?”

“I would start a job, complete it, and return home to wait for another. That is a fine schedule for an assassin.”

“There is nothing I want, so there is nothing else to do.”

“...That’s right.” “I would recuperate and train whenever I had free time, because I want nothing, and there is nothing else to do in the meantime. That’s what I would do before…”

“Before…”

Illumi remembers meeting Hisoka. He remembers when they started to go to dinner or for drinks when discussing work.

“But, those meetings were about work.”

He remembers Hisoka smiling, and laughing about something he said.

“So, that’s what is missing.”

“I don’t meet any other clients that way, nor do I have any allies outside of Hisoka to meet with.” “...”

“I prefer to have minimal-to-no in-person contact with clients, and I’m not interested in finding a new ally…”

“So, I guess I won’t be having meetings like that anymore.”

(Two months since Hisoka’s death)

Illumi cleans off his hands with a handkerchief after an assassination. He takes out his phone to inform his father that the job is completed, and stares at his contacts.

They are listed in order of most recently messaged, and all are numbers without designated names, except for Silva and Milluki, who are at the top of the list. (Preview says: Silva: [[Good.]], Milluki: [[Illu-nii pick up more chips on your…]] )

“It looks strange to me.” “...”

Illumi thumbs down one contact, and Hisoka’s contact is there. (⭐Hisoka💧) Their last text is previewed:

[[ See you there. ♡ ]]

“...”

Illumi scrolls back up and texts his father that the job is completed.

Illumi returns home that night. He feels very strange, almost unwell. He sits on his bed and stares at his contact list again.

“It is pointless to keep the contact information of a dead person.”

“There will be no more work from them. They cannot text back. They will not call again.”

“Hisoka will never text me again.” “Hisoka will never call me again.”

Illumi stares at Hisoka’s contact. He feels very unwell.

“Never…”

He taps the box to open the text chat.

“...again.”

Their previous messages are there, timestamped for two months ago:

[[ You’re still up for this tonight? ♦ ]] [[ Yes. ]] [[ Great~ ]] [[ We can meet at (xxxxxx) at 7PM, then go out after. ♣ ]] [[ What do you think? ]] [[ That’s fine. ]] [[ Fufufu, you’re so agreeable, Illu. ]] [[ See you there. ♡ ]]

Illumi stares at the messages for a very, very long time. (over an hour)

“It’s a strange feeling.”

“When I read these messages…”

“It’s as if Hisoka isn’t dead.” “It’s as if we just haven’t messaged since that night.”

“...I know he is dead, though, so I should delete his contact.” “...”

Illumi opens Hisoka’s contact information fully, and scrolls to the bottom of the profile. He stares at the [Delete Contact] button.

After some time, he turns his phone screen off, and sets it on his bedside table.

Illumi lies down, unsure how to deal with the sickening feeling he’s been having. It has only gotten worse since he noticed it.

He muses over possibilities;

Perhaps Hisoka used a Nen ability on him upon his death? Maybe he was more injured than he thought from their battle, and has an unknown wound internally? Or maybe Hisoka’s cards or nails were laced with an unknown substance — though it was improbable that that could be the reason. Illumi doubts that there is any poison known to man that can harm him.

But still, he feels ill.

Illumi hasn’t felt sick at all since he was a young boy undergoing poison resistance training, afterwhich, he had never had so much as a stomach ache again.

Medicine has no effect on Zoldyck’s, as drugs were also covered under poison resistance, so there is no point in taking anything for his nausea.

Illumi grips at his chest and stomach to ease the aching. All he is able to do is breathe and wait for the feeling to pass. It is very uncomfortable, usually he has no reaction to pain, even if he is aware that it ‘hurts’.

The pressure of fingers on his skin reminds Illumi of Hisoka, and how he would touch him.

He remembers how it felt to be held by him. He remembers how it felt to lie in bed with another person; to have Hisoka hold him because he wanted to. It used to annoy him to feel someone’s sleeping breath on his ear, but he had gotten used to it after many nights like that.

Illumi rolls onto his side, and can easily imagine how Hisoka would position his arms under his neck and over his side. He can easily recall how Hisoka’s chest and stomach would feel against his back, if he was lying with him in this position now.

Illumi becomes agitated, and digs his fingers into his scalp while he thinks. The feeling isn’t an ache anymore, it’s making him very upset.

“Hisoka is dead, these thoughts are pointless.”

“Hisoka will never hold me again.” “Hisoka will never lie beside me again.”

Illumi gets up, shaking in annoyance. His malice is seeping out, and he needs to take out his aggression somehow. He leaves to seek out an outlet for his energy.

“Surely, father has more work for me.”

(Three months since Hisoka’s death)

Illumi is walking up Kukuru Mountain after finishing work. His arms are dirtied to the elbows with blood, and his hair isn’t neatly in place. The grime is something out-of-character for him, but he remains coldly focused on returning home to prepare for his next job.

He has been absorbing himself in his work out of spite for his lingering thoughts of Hisoka. His mind is too cluttered when he has free time, he decided, and it’s better for him to focus on jobs, and remind himself of the life he used to lead quite easily in his teens and early 20’s.

Illumi thinks back to his latest target.

He wriggled around too much, and had a lot of guards that were quite a nuisance.

It was the sort of job that Illumi would have asked Hisoka to assist with, if he was still alive. Hisoka would have had fun tearing those haughty guards apart.

But it didn’t matter, because Hisoka was dead, and Illumi was capable of handling things alone.

Illumi arrives at the manor, disturbing a few of the butlers with his demeanor.

“Where is Father?” “Apologies, Master Illumi, Master Silva has yet to return home.”

Illumi leaves to wash up instead, and goes to bed without eating.

He has a dream about his and Hisoka’s time together in the Hunter Exam. It’s very vivid, like walking through a memory.

Illumi can see Hisoka's back as he approaches him after killing Goz, and Hisoka looks at him cheekily and says what he remembers him saying, but Illumi can’t reply.

It seems like Illumi must have said exactly what he actually said at the time, because Hisoka retorts the same as he remembers, too.

Hisoka catches the badge that Illumi tosses to him, and watches him change out of his Gittarackur disguise. Instead of remaining seated after, Hisoka stands up and approaches him.

(His face remains out of frame, or covered by dialogue.)

“This isn’t…”

Illumi is frightened by the sudden change in script, but can’t recoil in time to avoid Hisoka’s hands cradling his jaw on either side.

“This isn’t how…”

Hisoka pulls him into an embrace, hiding his face in Illumi’s hair.

“It didn’t happen like this…”

Hisoka smiles against his ear.

“Illu~♡” “My Illu~♡♡♡” “You’re so good, Illumi.” “You were so good, Illumi.” “So good to me~”

Illumi is disturbed to be held like this after so long. Hisoka’s voice sounds airy, like an echo.

“It went perfectly, didn’t it? ♡” (“H…”)

Hisoka raises his face to be nose-to-nose with Illumi, and his eyes are unusually dull. He’s bloody, and their outfits have changed to the ones they wore on the night that Hisoka died.

“Just like you predicted, no?” (“H… Hi…so”)

It’s hard to see his face, Illumi can only visualize aspects of it.

"You told me how it would end.” “That you’d kill me. ♣ ” (“Hiso–”)

“Hisoka.”

Illumi wakes up in a cold sweat. He sits up in a dead silence, shaking and staring into the dark.

Did he actually say his name? Or was that part of the dream?

It feels like his name is right there on his lips.

Illumi has said it so many times, there’s no way he would mistake it for a different word forming. It wasn’t in his mind, Illumi is sure. His mouth thoughtlessly said Hisoka’s name just then, to no one.

All alone in his room, with nothing but Hisoka’s name in the dark.

Hisoka.

Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka.

Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka. Hisoka.

Illumi is very agitated. His nails pull apart the fabric of his bedsheets while he tries to clear his mind.

Hisoka’s voice is already gone from his memory again. His face is a blur of features he remembers so well, but can’t piece together anymore.

He needs to delete Hisoka’s contact from his phone.

Illumi stands up and snatches his phone off the nightstand.

He opens his phone, and in his frenzy to get to the [Delete Contact] option, opens up their shared attachments instead. The gallery is of a lot of mundane things, but the last photo that Hisoka sent was a selfie.

“.................................”

Illumi stares at it, and his angry shaking slows into nervous trembling.

He taps the photo to open it, and Hisoka’s face greets him.

His eyes are bright and shiny. His smile is as cheeky and smug as always. His makeup is perfectly done. His outfit is showy. His pose is over-exaggerated and stupid, as if he needs to show off to someone who knows his body so well.

Illumi’s hands begin to tremble much harder, even harder than when he was angry.

His throat feels like it is closing, and his jaw shakes. Aura begins to seep upwards around him, and his hair starts to lift with it.

Illumi grips his phone hard enough to crack the screen, but the photo remains visible.

“Is it Nen?”

Illumi tries to rationalize his reaction while he stares at the photo. He is shaking harder and harder, and makes a miserable expression.

“Did you use a Nen ability that would make me…”

Illumi slips onto his knees, still staring at his phone screen. “...react like this…” A burning sensation fills his eyes, making them go wild. His dark aura fills the room to every corner. “Hisoka…”

(A pan-out to Kukuru Mountain, where a vortex of aura is visible from the Zoldyck estate.)

Silva and Zeno burst into Illumi’s room, with Kikyo close behind.

“Illumi–!” “Illumi, what is–” “!!”

Illumi raises his head to look at them, but his face is out of view. All are shocked by his appearance.

(Some time later)

Illumi wakes up in the Zoldyck’s medical room. His eyes are dark, he looks very tired.

“Ah, Master Illumi, you’re awake…”

Illumi looks to see one of the butlers nearby. He is aware now that he is in the medical ward.

Illumi sits up with a tired expression. His upset is gone now, and his chest feels hollow instead.

“Master Illumi, are you alright to move?” “I’m fine.”

Illumi makes his way through the manor toward his room.

“I was thinking erratically, before.”

“A Nen ability…”

“It has nothing to do with Nen.”

Illumi comes across his father in a hallway, and pauses to address him. Silva speaks to him cautiously.

“You’ve recuperated.”

Illumi answers slowly. “Yes.”

“...”

Silva hesitates to bring up Illumi’s outburst. He chooses his words carefully.

“You worried your mother.”

“I apologize. It won’t happen again.” “I will speak to Mother as well.”

Illumi replies, and continues slowly to his room. Silva watches after him over his shoulder.

“To see a Zoldyck in such a state…”

Silva recalls the night of Illumi’s outburst.

Illumi was on his knees. His hair was whirling around in his thick aura cloud. He was clutching his phone in his claws hard enough that pieces were falling off. Illumi stared up at them with a pained and confused expression. Tears drenched his face from his bottom lids down to his chin, and even down his neck.

“...is disconcerting.”

Illumi enters his room, and sees that it has been repaired of all damages. A new phone is on his desk, with a note from the butlers.

(“We have provided a new phone for you, as your previous had irreparable damage to it. Your SIM card was inserted, and all contacts and data have been successfully restored.”)

“Oh… I must have crushed it.”

“The contacts are still there.”

“...good…”

Illumi picks it up, and goes to his contact list right away. His face saddens when he sees Hisoka’s name this time.

He opens their chat again and goes to sit on his bed.

Illumi slowly scrolls through more of their messages.

(Previews:)

[[ Sent: 4:13 pm // I’ll attach further details. ]] [[ Sent: 4:15 pm // View 1 Attachment ]] [[ Sent: 10:45 pm // Fufufu~ That was fun! ♦ ]] [[ Sent: 10:46 pm // I love playing with you~ ]] – [[ Sent: 5:25 am // Call me anytime.♡ ]] [[ Sent: 5:30 am // I will. ]] [[ Sent: 5:31 am // Ohh~ You excite me! ♡♡♡ ]] [[ Read 5:45 PM ✔️ ]] – [[ Sent: 11:00 pm // You won’t come with me? ♠ ]] [[ Sent: 11:10 pm // Why would I? ]] [[ Sent: 11:15 pm // Because I miss you, Illu~ ]] [[ Sent: 11:30 pm // Don’t you ever miss me too? ♡ ]]

(Emphasis on the last text: [[ Don’t you ever miss me too? ♡ ]] )

Illumi frown deepens the more he reads.

“Hisoka is dead.” “He is only alive… in these messages.”

Illumi slides to their attachments. He stares at the same picture of Hisoka as before, but his expression remains the same. Illumi opens a different photo, one Hisoka took with him while he was sleeping.

“I guess… the answer is...”

Illumi scrolls through more photos of Hisoka, and of Hisoka and himself.

“...yes…”

Illumi returns to their messages, and scrolls to the bottom. He taps into the new message field, and types out;

[[ I miss you. ]]

—

Hisoka is high atop a building, squatting from his vantage point while he tracks his prey. His thumb and index are circled into a make-shift scope while he looks around.

“Where are you~?”

Hisoka smiles.

“Ah, there you are. ♣”

Hisoka’s phone buzzes in his pocket, and he looks toward it curiously.

He lifts his phone up into view, and sees it’s a notification from Illumi.

“Oh! Illumi.”

Hisoka smiles to himself.

“I guess it has been a few months now.” “I wonder if he figured out that I resuscitated myself? Fufufu…♦”

He presses the “view text” drop down on the notification, so as to not trigger the “Read” response.

[[ I miss you. ]]

“...”

Hisoka stares wordlessly.

“???”

[[ I miss you… very much. ]]

“... E… Eh??”

Hisoka is baffled by what he’s reading. Another text comes in.

[[ I dream about you. ]]

“???”

[[ It’s awful. ]]

“EH??? ILLUMI??”

Hisoka covers his face, partially out of embarrassment. He cannot believe that Illumi Zoldyck is sending him remorseful post-mortem love notes.

“HE… STILL BELIEVES I'VE DIED...”

—

(A few days pass)

Illumi has taken comfort in texting Hisoka’s number when his loneliness becomes distracting.

It is a satisfactory outlet, and he’s almost forgotten that Hisoka is not on the other end of the chat. It’s easy to imagine him out in the world somewhere, and that he just hasn’t texted him back yet.

Illumi has just finished a job at a casino's hotel penthouse. The targets were all playing poker there, and there are playing cards scattered among the blood and gore.

Illumi stares at an ace with blood smeared on it. He leans down to pick it up, and turns it over while he inspects it.

Illumi smiles a very faint, fond smile.

He takes a pack off the table with him when he leaves.

As he returns to his hotel room, he texts Hisoka.

[[ You would have liked this job. It was at a casino. ]]

Illumi enters his hotel room to shower and eat. Afterward, he spends some time playing with the deck of cards he took, then turns in for bed.

When he goes to set an alarm, he sees a notification on his screen.

[[ Oh, that does sound like fun~♦ ]] [[ You should have invited me.♡ ]]

“.................”

“...........................................”

Illumi IMMEDIATELY calls Hisoka’s number.

After a few rings, someone answers.

“Moshi moshiiii?”

Illumi recognizes the voice as Hisoka’s but he knows that Hisoka is dead, so it’s not him.

“ Who is this? ”

“Uwa~ah, so scary! Your aura is seeping through the phone, Illu-chan~ ♣ ”

“ WHO. IS. THIS? ”

“It’s only been three months, Illumi! Have you already forgotten the sound of my voice?” “It’s me, of course.♡ ”

“ Hisoka is dead. ”

“Yes, I know~” “But it’s still me.”

Hisoka is in a private cabin on an airship. He lounges across the bench more comfortably as he talks.

“Are you near York New city? We could meet up if you don’t believe me.”

“I’ll kill you.”

Illumi is positive this is an imposter.

“Fufufu~ So soon? I just came back to life!”

“ Dayroad Park. ”

“Hmm. I think I can make it there in two hours.” “Can you wait that long?”

“Turn on your location.” “I will kill you once I find you.”

“Hnnn…♡ ” “I can’t say no when you talk like that.♡ ”

(Two hours later, in Dayroad Park)

Illumi is standing alone in the dim light. His aura has scared off any wildlife in the area, making it exceedingly quiet. Illumi’s phone says that the location of Hisoka’s phone is nearby.

He begins walking that way.

“I don’t sense any aura in this direction.” “He’s hiding his presence.”

Very irritating.

The sound of grass rustling under footsteps immediately has his attention. Illumi stares into the dark treeline, and slowly, Hisoka’s figure appears from the shadows.

Illumi’s hair begins to waft with rage. Hisoka smiles.

“Good evening, Illumi.”

This person sounds just like Hisoka. This person looks just like Hisoka. But that is impossible, because Hisoka is dead.

“ To toy with a Zoldyck is to incite death. ”

“Hu? But you’re my favorite out of all my toys~”

Illumi sneers and crouches to lunge.

“Ah! Don’t be upset, Illumi.”

Illumi hates how his name sounds in Hisoka’s voice.

“I got your texts. That you miss me, that you dream of me…” “They were very embarrassing to read. ♠”

“ Shut up! ”

Illumi lunges at Hisoka, but Hisoka swiftly dodges, as if dancing.

“I didn’t think my death would kindle such intense feelings from you.” “If I did, I would have told you about my revival sooner.”

“Revival?”

Illumi glowers at Hisoka, who smiles wide.

“Yes. My Bungee Gum is very handy like that. ♣” “I was lucky your finishing blow stopped my heart, but didn’t destroy it.”

Hisoka posterizes with his hands like a showman.

Illumi’s demeanor relaxes, if only slightly. It is possible, but he has many doubts.

“...”

“You don’t believe me? ♠”

Illumi stares at Hisoka, and Hisoka shrugs with a grin.

Hisoka flicks a finger at Illumi, and sticks a string of Bungee Gum to his chest. With a quick curl of his knuckle, he tugs on Illumi enough to make him stagger forward.

Illumi’s eyes widen in shock as Hisoka’s signature pink aura bubbles up around himself.

“That aura is…”

“Is that convincing enough? ♡ ”

“...it’s…” “...unmistakable.”

Illumi’s aura drops its malice, but it quickly boils back up in desperation.

“Aura cannot be recreated or mimicked that way...”

“So…”

“...”

“...He…”

Illumi lunges toward Hisoka again in a mad dash, eyes wide.

Hisoka is shocked by the speed, and cannot dodge or parry such a swift attack. He can do nothing but brace his feet with Bungee Gum to withstand the impact.

Illumi slams into him in a tight embrace, and his claws cut slits into the back of Hisoka’s shirt as he holds him as tight as possible.

Hisoka recovers from the initial shock, and moves his attention to Illumi’s head.

Upon seeing he is not under attack, aside from the nails piercing the skin of his back, Hisoka slowly smiles. He watches Illumi with interest as he clings to him.

“Ohh~ My Illu~♡♡♡”

Hisoka circles his arms around Illumi and sways him into a proper hug to tease him.

“Don’t be upset~ Everything’s alright.♡”

Illumi won’t lift his face from Hisoka’s shoulder, but has a neutral expression outside of Hisoka’s view. He is silent and unmoving, aside from holding onto Hisoka tightly.

“...”

“Ah… Illumi?”

Illumi’s lack of response is not completely surprising, but Hisoka expected at least a little more excitement after Illumi was apparently so upset over his death.

The strength in Illumi’s hold doubles, making Hisoka choke.

Illumi still says nothing, and increases his grip until Hisoka is squirming. Hisoka thinks that he must be punishing him for stringing his feelings along.

Illumi rests his temple blissfully against Hisoka’s collar, unbothered by his squirming.

He sighs.

“...Hisoka…♡”

“I-Illumi, I’m flattered that you missed me but—” “ Gak—! ” “You’re t-too rough, darling! ♠“

Illumi is undeterred.

“Hisoka…♡” “Illu–m-miiii—”

Hisoka attempts to pry Illumi off, to no avail. Illumi sighs again.

“Hisoka. ♡”

[[ END ]]

#hisoillu #fanfic #i hope i have the attention span to draw all this out one day #i may end up just drawing the scenes i like the most lol.... oh well #mine

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h8ani · 8 months

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Updated Rules List

With my new updated list I’m going to be listing all the requests I’ll be accepting, what fandoms I write for and how you should go about requesting them :)

But also if you are an ageless/blank blog or a minor please do not request me, thank you.

I also wrote both nsfw & sfw content, I also label it on my writings I post. I don’t shy away from anything really so if you’re unsure just send me a message and I’ll clarify if I do!

Things I’ll write for: yandere, noncon/dubcon, fluff, angst, smut, age gap, stepcest, professor/student, sensei/student, spanking, choking, slapping, torture, abuse, female x male, drug use, use of sex toys, abusive relationships, issues with eating, etc type shit

Things I won’t write for: anal, piss/shit play, boy x boy, girl x girl (I’m not super comfortable in my writing yet to write for same sex couples yet I hope you guys understand!)

Fandoms I write for:

Attack on Titan - Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Porco Galliard

Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Feitan, Shalnark, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Ging, Illumi, Wing, Kite, Pokkle

Naruto - Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, Deidara, Sasori, Pain/Yahiko, Iruka Umino, Shino Aburame, Hidan, Kankuro, Sai, Genma Shiranui, Izumo Kamizuki, Kotetsu Hagane, Hayate Gekko

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Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Uta, Ayato Kirishima, Nishio Nishiki, Koutarou Amon

Ouran Highschool Host Club - Kyoya Ootori, Tamaki Suoh, Takashi Morinozuka, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru,

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I will usually have a link of the prompts to request from, from the original post.

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State the type of reaction you’d like (example: reaction of them kissing you mid argument)

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You can mix and match if you’d like

Please no filters obstructing what you look like I will just delete it

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artsyaech · 1 year

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reminder that in some cases the media on the blacklist is not inherently problematic, i’m just uncomfortable with it.

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iaal · 2 years

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Hisoka reacting to his normally shy and submissive s/o trying to take control during sex? 💖 Your writing does terrible things to me!

My Hisoka brain rot was too strong tonight and I wanted to write something. I had the WIP for this one for like more than a year in my WIP folder and finally finished it.

You knew he wouldn’t be shocked by your request. Maybe say no, probably tease you, but you felt comfortable enough to ask. Or at least try to.

For a while now you had everything you needed prepared, you thought that when the moment was right you could naturally bring the subject. The moment never came. Either you were too embarrassed or Hisoka already had a plan on how your time together would be spent and you’d end up getting swayed by whatever he wanted to do. Not this time.

It wasn’t anything to be proud of but drinking half a bottle of wine did wonder in helping you gather your courage. You picked up your phone and started typing a text, not brave enough to actually use your voice to ask him.

‘Are you free tonight?’ The text was innocuous enough but your heart was already beating fast. You weren’t sure if it was excitement or apprehension.

Hisoka didn’t make you wait long, ‘Missing me already?’

Answering a question with a question as usual, and as annoying as ever. You saw him only two days ago and he told you he would stay for at least a week in town, you didn’t know what his business was but he never seemed particularly busy so you’d hope he’d be available on short notice.

‘You can say that’, it never hurts to coax him a little with what he wanted to hear, ‘There’s something I’d like to try with you.’ Appealing to his curiosity always helped to.

His next text was sent almost immediately after yours. ‘Oh? Do tell ♦’

‘Are you free or not?’ You took another sip of wine, if this conversation continued like this you’ll finish the whole bottle before he gives you a straight answer. Even a simple yes or no question become complicated with him.

‘I can be, it depends on what you have in mind’

You paused, searching for you words and started typing before deleting and typing again. You did the same thing for a couple of minutes, positive Hisoka was amused watching your indecision. Finally you decided a picture was better to convey what you had planned. Opening your closet you grabbed your latest acquisitions and put them on the bed, displaying the silk handcuffs, ball gag and blindfold before snapping a picture. You hesitated half a second before sending it, you’d feel even more silly to get cold feet after teasing him.

‘You should have told me sooner you wanted to be tied up. You wouldn’t have needed to bother with your little toys ♥.’ You didn’t understood what he meant by that, however the problem was that he missed the main point.

‘No, it’s for you.’

That was it, you told him. Now you just had to wait for his reaction. Hisoka was always the one taking charge in bed so you weren’t sure if he’d go along with what you wanted. Nevertheless he also seemed like the type to have tried everything. It could go both way.

Minutes stretched and no answer, but he did read your message. You were starting to get nervous, it’d have been fine if he had just refused, it was the wait that was killing you. You poured yourself another glass of wine, if you had to spend your night feeling awkward at least you should be properly drunk.

Half an hour after your last text your phone screen finally lit up, ‘What’s in for me?’ You reread his message again and again not really seeing where he was getting at.

‘If you’re not interested just say so.’ Vexed by Hisoka playing with you, you shoot another message; ‘Forget it’ and put your phone away.

The sound of the front door opening woke you up completely. Sitting straighter you turned you neck to see if you imagined the sound, it wasn’t like you to not lock your door when you were alone, but Hisoka appearing beside you distracted you for that last thought.

It’s not like you didn’t like when Hisoka was in charge, quite the contrary, but you just wanted to try something new for the both of you to have fun and there’s no point in it if he saw that as a transaction.

Sulking, you grabbed the remote, in a mood for some trashy TV, and decided to follow the advice you gave Hisoka and just forget about ever making the request. It was pretty late already and alcohol helping, you dozed off on the couch.

“Looks like you were enjoying your night~” He picked up your almost empty glass and poured wine for himself, drinking slowly before making himself comfortable on the couch with you.

“Hisoka?” You rubbed your eyes and looked at the time, it has been less than an hour since you sent your last message. So he was free after all. “Why are you here?” you slurred, alcohol affecting you more than you thought.

“I had the feeling you were sulking,” he gently grabbed you hand and guided your fingers to his mouth, nibbling and kissing them. “And I wanted to hear more about your suggestion.” His lips moved to the inside of your wrist, trailing up your forearm, igniting your already hot skin with every touch.

“You weren’t interested,” you said, instinctively giving him better access when he reached your neck.

“I’ve never said that,” Hisoka corrected, pausing his kisses, his hands hooking up your shirt to rest on your waist.

In the background the TV was still playing the reality show you were watching, Hisoka turned his attention to it when the contestants started arguing, chuckling when one of them threw a nasty insult.

“You didn’t answer,” he added, his thumbs drawing circles on your hips but his eyes glued on the quarrel. The insulted contestant snapped and screamed, a fight about to break but someone intervened to separate them. Hisoka returned his attention to you, his hands gliding toward your chest. “What’s in for me?”

You really weren’t in a state to make a pitch sale, feeling dizzy with the wine and Hisoka caresses and still annoyed that he would treat your proposition as a favor. “I told you to just forget it. You wouldn’t be bargaining if you were really tempted.”

Hisoka picked the handcuffs, turning them around in his hands for a moment before turning his attention to the ball gag. The silence was awkward, well awkward for you, he seemed engrossed in his scrutiny of your new toys.

One rejection was enough for one night, you wanted to drop the subject and just forget about your attempt at being bold.

With a final kiss on your neck Hisoka moved away from you and walked to your room. Not sure what he had in mind you got up and followed him. Heat rose to your cheeks when you saw him inspecting the toys still laid on your bed. The mood was definitely not right for the display.

“Like I said, it’s fine if you’re not interested,” you said when you couldn’t stand the silence anymore. You moved to take the gag out of his hands but he held it out of reach above his head.

“And like I said, I’ve never said I wasn’t,” he retorted. He threw the gag back with the rest and sit on the bed legs crossed. Looking at you in the eyes with a slight smile he explained, “I could lay down and pretend to be restrained by your cute handcuffs,” as he spoke he reached for you, taking your wrist in his hand and pulling you toward him, “but would it be fun for me? For you?”

Hisoka uncrossed his legs and you let him guide you to sit on his lap. “When I’m asking what’s in for me,” he continued in a soft voice, slowly removing your top. “I’m asking how are you going to make it interesting.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek. It’s not like you thought it would be mind blowing, but you didn’t imagine he’d find it boring. No, if you were honest with yourself you thought he was finding you boring already. You’d be the first to admit that you were pretty vanilla before meeting him, it hasn’t been long since you two started to see each others but it was painfully obvious that he has experienced way more than you did. Of course sex became significantly wilder since he appeared in your life and you were more than happy to follow his lead.

Yet that all you did. Following his fancy. Following his instructions. Never taking charge. So maybe that’s why you bought some toys on an impulse, maybe you wanted to show him that you were trying to match his pace. To please him. When you were with him, Hisoka has this way to make you feel like you were on top of the world and at the same time utterly inadequate to be deserving of his attention.

“I… I don’t know. I wanted to do something different.” you answered truthfully.

“The idea in itself isn’t bad, just need a bit of polishing,” he chuckled, kissing at your shoulder.

Laying you down on the bed he finished to undress you, his lips caressing you skin as he uncovered more of your body. With his tongue dancing on your stomach and making its way toward your chest your barely noticed when he lifted your arms above your head. It was not until you felt pressure around your wrists that you realized your hand were bound to the bed.

“Wha-” The gag placed in your mouth cut off your words. Hisoka put it in, careful not to pull on your hair when locking it around your head.

He hummed at the sight, “The problem was that your idea was incomplete~.” He sat up straight above you, his knees on each side of your ribs. Always the show off, he made sure to give you a good view as he removed his shirt before fitting the blindfold on your eyes. Darkness enveloped you. “So, let me help your brainstorm ♥.”

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hisoka #hisoka scenario #ask #hisoka morow #smutish #it's been so looong #I wrote him kind of chill #maybe I'll make a second part #with the smut #I had tons of ideas #but didn't want to write something too long

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How does one delete an ask cuz that’s so embarrassing for me bru😭 MY BAD I didn’t see the ship thing, can you do Illumi/Hisoka car sex THANK YOU and sorry for my dumbass ask ‼️

This is one of the reasons I like kinktober. It gives me fun practice, and I get to write for characters I’m not super experienced with anymore! So, while I don’t ship Hisollumi or am very into hunter x hunter anymore, I still had some fun writing this! I appreciate any ask, so don’t feel bad for making a mistake! and I hope you enjoy this little scenario, I tried to keep them in character lol

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CW: An attempt at car sex lol, Illumi's a bit of an asshole

Even to those looking at Illumi’s SUV, it was evident what the assassin was doing. And that was assuming they couldn’t hear Hisoka’s raunchy, porn-volume moaning in the dark parking lot.

But, the assassin wasn’t really bothered with what a passerby saw, or the pink-haired maniac’s noises. The windows were tinted, after all, and he’d made sure that the shadow-filled parking lot they’d settled on for his ‘half of the deal’ was secluded enough that the long haired assassin wouldn’t get caught. So, he let Hisoka yowl like a cat in heat if it got him off faster.

Only focusing on pounding him into the headrest of the pushed back seat. Keeping him in place with a firm hold on his hips, mostly to stop the clown from moving his hips when Illumi didn’t want him to, but also to keep himself from losing balance as the car swayed. “You’re so good at this, Illumi,” the disheveled murderer chuckled breathlessly, moaning loudly to emphasize his point before adding, “We should...do this again sometime~” “No.” Was the simple answer the deadpan assassin gave, adjusting his angle to thrust deeper into Hisoka. Washing away any further attempts to talk. Clawing into the tall man’s hips as he internally pushed down the zip of his own excitement that threatened to mix into his blood.

This is just part of a deal. A payment for help given. Illumi reminded himself, stomping out each and every zing of lust that Hisoka’s loud moans, or the friction of his movements gave. Hisoka is a handsome man, but I refuse to entertain anything anywhere near ‘romantic’ about him. I only enjoy this on a purely stimulation level. Yet, the sight of Hisoka’s colorful hair fallen out of it’s usual, slicked-back style, and seeing the way he clawed into the seat back he laid on undoubtedly tempted the assassin. And, seeing how his body shuddered and squirmed in desperation for more under him, was...Annoying attractive..

However, that thought was waved off. The ebony-haired man had to focus on what he was doing, not what he felt. Feelings were nothing but a hinderance, after all, and this ellicit meet up was a one time thing. I am a Zoldyck, I’ve had sex for favors before. This is nothing but to get Hisoka off my ass. Illumi reiterated to himself, taking a steadying breath when he realized his head was beginning to swim. But, that did little to entirely vanquish the lewd thrill Illumi got from the friction he got from each harsh thrust into the perverted clown’s ass, and the sight of the scars covering Hisoka’s strong back. Revealed when he’d tossed his clothes ahead of them into the trunk area of the car.

The mixture of stimulation couldn’t be denied, at least. Drawing out a few small moans from the assassin when the blissful warmth managed to get to his head. The thrill of sneaking around for this meet up and the sight of a pretty man moaning and whining from the pleasure his harsh thrusts gave slipping out of his hold until his thrusts grew more frantic and uncoordinated. The pleasure slowly seeping through the cold man’s emotionless mask despite his best attempts to quell the swirl of heat under his skin. Only to lose the fight and stutter to a halt buried in Hisoka. Grunting slightly as the pleasure he’d been ignoring washed over him entirely. Soon followed by the pink-haired man’s own dramatic moan at his own climax before a peaceful few moments of silence passed between them. The car stilled, nothing in the air but the scent of sex and the sounds of the duo recollecting themselves. “Well...that was fun.” The clown breathed, grinning back at Illumi as the ebony-haired assassin pulled out of him to clean himself up. “Please get out of my car.” Was the sterile response he got, all signs of lust in the depths of the Zoldyck’s bottomless eyes instantly gone. “How cold!” Hisoka whined, rolling over with a show of his flexibility to lay dramatically on his back atop the pushed-down car seat, making the assassin roll his dark eyes. “I kept my half of our deal, get dressed and get out.” He reiterated, getting a responding eye roll as he moved over in the back seat to pull his pants up.

Getting the message that the fun was over, the clown sat up and found his clothing in the trunk area of the SUV, while Illumi bottled up any stray feelings that escaped his control. They still lingered in the air as his companion got out and fixed the seat while the assassin climbed back into the driver's seat to go home. However, Hisoka did stop him from shutting the door long enough to say in a playful sort of pout, just to mess with the dead-eyed man “How can you be so cold after such a passionate moment? Do you hate me that much?” “I don’t hate you,” Illumi said calmly, “But I held up my end of the bargain, that was it.” The assassin pointed out, making the clown snort, “Ouch, Illumi. Ouch.”

With that, Illumi pulled his door shut and started the car. Leaving Hisoka in the secluded parking lot with barely a glance back to indulge the feelings the murderer had stirred up.

#hxh #Hisollumi #Hunter x hunter #ask #Illumi Zoldyck #Hisoka Morrow #spicy #not sfw #lemon #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #Illumi Zoldyck x Hisoka

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