#hisoka x reader getting high

[rotten-pomegranate]

not sure if this falls under your open requests but I absolutely loved your forced intox post 😳😳😳 CAN WE GET SOME FOR HISOKA AND ILLUMI MAYHAPS <3

Yes 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻

Warnings: weed, getting high, forced smoking, rape,

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Hisoka

He wants to fuck you without all the struggle, don’t get me wrong he loves when he gets to pin you down and your kicking a screaming but he wants to try this just once

He smoked quite the bit of weed in his youth so he knows what he’s doing when he gets a high dosage dab pen

When he comes home with it he says it’s to help with your anxiety, and he’ll act like he’s doing you a favour 

If you don’t fall for his tricks he’s gonna get aggressive, walking towards you with his much bigger body, pushing it in your face saying it’s fine to just do it

If you keep refusing he’s gonna put it in your mouth and plug your nose (why do so many yanderes do that)

Butttt if your behave and just take a puff like he asked he’ll be very pleased and he’ll even be gentle when he uses your body like a sex toy later on after you get buzzed

Illumi

Illumi wants to calm you down before he gets you pregnant, he knows it might effect the outcome but if it means he can just hold you instead of pinning you then he’ll risk it

He asks miluki where to get it and miluki just pulls a dab pen out of his desk

Illumi is gonna walk in and just demand you take a hit with no room for arguing, he’s gonna be pushy and aggressive from the start even if you don’t put up a fight

When you smoke he’s gonna wait for it to visibly kick in before he starts anything

After he’s already fucked a baby into you if you remember he won’t show any remorse

He’s also gonna make you smoke when you meet his parents so you don’t freak out

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[bimbosandbubbles]

Four Square

Starring Yandere Hisoka,Chrollo,and Illumi aka the adult trio x healer chubby reader

Warnings-manipulation,lying,coercion,hinted stalking,breaking and entering, Hisoka being Hisoka,ass slapping,foursome,dirty talking,breeding kink(no creampies tho), dry humping,pussyjob, thigh riding,fingering,praise, a dash of degradation, unhealthy behavior,obsession,possessive behavior,YANDERE,hairy pussy,hairy legs(Body hair is normal and I’m totally pushing the agenda with my fics),spitting,odd scent kink?,blow jobs,hand jobs,pussy eating,omg finally protected sex in one of my fics. Honestly not so many tbh(compared to my other fics)not really proofread! Sorry!

Wc-13.6k(ya’ll I got rid of 7k more words)

Taglist- @shaisuki @lilyalone @999-ang3l @queenmimis @agnl2000 @thewickedofrizz @kelly-fushiguro345

"Illumi,you will not wed to a woman that does not carry the same blood as us. She's nothing but a mere commoner." A high posh voice protests.

Black,empty eyes star deadly daggers at the person who spoke those words with such confidence. "I will not hesitate to cut off your tongue if you speak one more ill word about my soon to be wife,mother." The woman gasps,"Illumi! You don't speak to me in such a way!" A monotone voice counters,"I can and will. You mean nothing to me compared to her."

Just the mentioning of his sweet savior in the third person arouses cherished memories,memories that he's saved and replayed ever since he's left your care. He remembers your gentle caresses,the calm tone you spoke to him as you nursed his intense wounds. How you uttered his name with such affection the longer you took care of him.

He longs to see you again,longs to feel your touch,longs to hear your honeyed voice rant and ramble about your day to him. He misses oh so very much,his bride who's so far away from him now. He wonders what you're doing—he should call.

A ghost of a smile draws onto his face at the thought. Should he video call you or no? He wants to see your bright smile as you say his name so happily. He's pulled away from his thoughts by his father's deep voice. "If you really feel this way for such a low woman why didn't you just take her away?"

This question peaks Illumi's interest—why didn't he take you back home with him? His family would've grown to love and be fond of you quite easily. Was is because he thinks you'd be angered with him? He couldn't bare to feel you being cross with him—resenting him for stealing away your free will. No,he just needs you to treat him as you do,with such care and love that he'll never get enough of. But apart of him wishes he took you with him,wishes you were here now—lounging with him and touching him in the he way he's grown to love. And this causes Illumi confused,an emotion he often feels when it comes to you,not used to the foreign feelings you give him.

The confusion leaves Illumi without a answer to his fathers question. But that doesn't stop Illumi from replying,"That is besides the point,mother is fighting me on claiming what surely belongs to me. I deserve my (Reader),I deserve to have her as my wife and as the mother of the future Zoldyck bloodline." His parents are baffled by their quiet and normally unfeeling son who seems to be throwing a tantrum at the ripe age of 26.  Silva's cool yet bright blue eyes stare into his son's black ones,thoughtfully thinking about a way to go about this.

Finally he sighs,"Take her then. Wed her and bed her. But know they're are others who want her just as badly as you do." Illumi squints his eyes at that—what others would possibly have the guts to take you from him,one of the most  deadly assassins there is. "And those others will be killed  by my hand mercilessly."He coldly states. Silva huffs with humor,"Not when you find out who those others are." 

Illumi hands clench into fists,"How do you know such information and I don't?" It angered Illumi that his father dare know more about you than he does. Especially because Illumi keeps a watchful eye on you through others,hiring many spies to report to him about you whereabouts. So how does his father know this? 

"You think my son being interested in a woman for the first time in his life isn't business to me? Me and your mother know much more than we lead on about your little healer woman." Illumi speaks with tight lips,"Who.is.it." Silva smiles,"She's your woman,find out yourself."

Illumi manifests a needle out of thin air,"You will tell me exactly what I want to know." Silva chuckles heartily,"Threatening me? Wow you must really love this common woman,huh? Tell me Illumi when was the last time we fought?" Illumi frowns deeply at his father's amusement—irked with his enjoyment of playing with his newfound emotions.

"Don't toy with me father. I'm no longer a little boy." He spits with venom. "That you are not,my son. I suppose I will give you a small hint since you are a smart man. Two men you've allied yourself with in the past want are the ones who wish to have her. "

Illumi looks as shocked as his face will allow him to be. It couldn't be who he thought it was....right?

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"Oh Hisoka,don't buy me that!" You demand. "Nonsense,my dove. You'll look so pretty for me in this little dress."  You shiver due to the proximity of his plush lips to your skin. "So,you only want to buy me something cause you'll like it? And here I thought you were being nice to me 'Soka."

The male wraps his lanky arms around your wide waist,not forgetting to grip the pudge of your stomach through the material of your wool turtle neck. He bends down to your ear,whispering lowly—the tone so seductive you get chills going down your spine. "You know I'll always be nice to you...unless you don't want to me which I can gladly do as well." 

You clear your throat, flustered by his actions,"I'll keep that in mind 'Soka." He hums,his sharp nails digging into the pliable flesh of your plentiful stomach. "So,my dove will you allow me to get you this dress or will you be stubborn with me?" 

"You already know the answer." You say teasingly. "Your stubbornness is so cute—but you must know either way I always get what I want." Your brow raises,"And what do you want this time?" Hisoka leers at you with his cat like eyes,licking his lips before his answer,"I want you to stop denying me when I wish to spoil you. I owe you after all."

You laugh sarcastically,"You owe me? Last time I checked you saved me even if you didn't mean to." You recall the night so vividly as you mentioned. You were calmly walking in the night,just getting home from a long day and your tired body became slowly unaware to the world around you. You became so numb,so unaware in fact you didn't hear the running steps of someone behind you. Before you knew it a man covered in bruises and wounds head to toe had grabbed you,pushing you to shield him in some way.

Then you felt a cool blade pressed against the plushness of your neck. You remember fighting and struggling against the male's overpowering strength. He shouted across your shoulder,muttering about something along the lines of "I'll kill her if you take one step closer." In the midst of that though you finally meet the eyes of the bloodied clown.

Hisoka had easily disposed of the man,shaming him for putting someone as weak as you are in a fight you're useless in. After that you chased him down,begging him for a chance to thank him properly. He was disinterested in you from the start and it wasn't until you offered to heal his wounds that he even entertained you.

From then on Hisoka would pop up when he got injured and you'd loyally heal him as thanks for saving your life. Eventually the two of became actual friends? You don't know what you're relationship is with him due to how he does things such as this.

"Oh noooo my dove,I only killed that man because he was hurting your pretty little neck." You roll your eyes,"Okay then,what about after,huh? You said people like me were pathetic and wastes of space." Hisoka leans his head on your shoulder,his tall body looking deformed from how far he's bending,"Hush,I was only being so mean to you cause I didn't realize how useful these hands of yours are."

At his words you're reminded what type of man Hisoka really is. A man who sees only the strong and never the weak,a man who's full of intense bloodlust that simply gets turned on in promise of a good fight. So it makes you ponder why he hasn't gotten rid of you yet? Sure,you're a healer but there's many others who better at it. You're not even a healer who uses nen,only herbs and traditional medicine being practiced by you. And still you remain alive,untouched and unharmed by a killers hand.

It seems Hisoka has made you feel too important,too valuable to him,that you've grown to feel comfortable—safe from his bloodlust. "So I'm only alive because of my healing ability?" You try to conceal the hurt in your voice but Hisoka still picks up on it. Immediately he turns to comfort you,"Oh my dove—no,no, you mean so much more to me than that. I just worded it wrongly."

"Yeah,right. So how long do I have until my hands have no use for you Hisoka?? I can't believe for a second I thought—" Your rant is cut off when a pale hand loosely wraps around your throat. The grip is painless,barely noticeable honestly but it's the fact you know that Hisoka could easily kill you with just a tightening of his grip. "Hush,do you think so low of me as to murder you? How dare you. Honestly,you need to give me some credit." He practically purrs out.

"I care for you my dear (Reader), a concerning amount might I add. So when I say something"—he leans down closer to your face,his lips gently kissing the chubby skin of your cheeks,"I mean it. Do not ever accuse me of just simply using you again,you understand,my dove?"

But Hisoka is using you in a sense,just not that one you were implying. He's not using you for the learned skill you possess—no no,it's much more. You've given something to Hisoka that rivals even his bloodlust,you've laid bare to him the feeling of obsession. A feeling that drives him deliriously mad in sick pleasure—like a drug he can never get enough of. He doesn't know what it is but only you can give him such a feeling. A feeling that leads to him feeling...in love with you.

"I understand Hisoka." You nervously say. He lets go of his grip on you,patting your cheek gently in approval as he does so. "Good,my smart girl knows just what to say. Anyways,shall we get this dress for you?" He phrases it like a question but you know Hisoka will buy it anyway. "Let's buy it." You mutter with an uneasy smile,still not recovered from feeling Hisoka's hand on your throat.

"Right answer again! You're on a roll aren't you,my dove?" Hisoka praises you excitedly. "Yeah—" you're once more interrupted by the crude ringing of a cell phone. You dig in your pocket and see just who's calling you. On the screen it reads no caller id and you know exactly who it is.

"Oops,sorry Soka I gotta answer this." You wiggle your way out of his hold. This leaves Hisoka pouty,"Can't it wait? I wanted to buy food for you after this too." You chuckle,"No it can't,it only take a few minutes. And I'll be right outside." Hisoka rolls his eyes,"Alright but stay right there."

You nod and rush out the doors of the store. As soon as you feel the cool winter air on your skin your thumb presses the accept button. "You took a little long,didn't you?" The smooth voice says. "Oh give me a break, I was doing something." You playfully bite back. "Yeah,like what little spider? Were you watching those silly movies again and almost missed my call?" His tone seems playful but what lies beneath it is an annoyed man. But no,he can show his spider how upset he gets when you don't answer right away—no no such a gentle thing like you doesn't deserve to see him like that.

"Noo,for your information Chrollo, I'm actually Christmas shopping right now. I even got you a little something but I'm not sure if I should give it to you if you're gonna tease me." Chrollo chuckles,"Mmm,well I guess I have to stop for a little then. Who are you with by the way?" Your brow raises at that,"Umm what makes you think I'm with someone?"

"Don't consider me a fool (Reader), I just have a hunch." You roll your eyes at Chrollo's need to always seem mysterious in front of you. "Alright, I am with someone." You admit. "Who?" He asks,more like demands. "A friend. And does it really matter anyways?" Chrollo wishes to tell you that yes,it does really matter. Because every waking second that you don't spend with him drives him crazy. Not a single person deserves to be close to you the way he is. He wants to say all that but he settles for,"Yes because I want to see you tonight. I don't another person to hinder our time together."

"Oh no are you hurt again?" Chrollo chuckles at how concerned you sound,finding it cute. "Must I be hurt to see you,little spider?" You hum,"Mmm,yes cause those are the only times you visit me. Ya know it's not nice to do that—coming to me when you're all battered and then leaving so soon,it's so mean Chrollo cause I'm left worrying and missing you for how long God knows." Chrollo's heart beats at that,you miss him just like he does you. But there's also ache at the fact his little spider is left worried about him,that you're hurting cause of him.

But you have to understand he can only speak to you sometimes—if he did it too much you'd be hunted. And until Chrollo has you his he can't allow that. But at his core Chrollo is a truly selfish being and his selfishness is starting to show more and more. He's been indulging more frequently in his needs to see you,to smell you,to touch your velvety skin—like now.

"I'm sorry (Reader),but I'm a dangerous man I can't show up whenever I want. It's so you don't get hurt." He says. "Yeah,yeah I get that. But it still leaves me worried ya know? Anywaysss can we meet up a different day?" Chrollo sighs,"It's too late. I'm already in your house."

You nearly drop your phone in shock,"YOURE WHAT? YOU CANT JUST BREAK IN MY HOUSE!!" Chrollo hushes you,"Sshhh my spider, I just wanted to see you so bad and I knew if I waited any longer I would go mad." His soft voice eases you from your anger a little,"I get that I guess,but it's so not okay to break in my house Chrollo!" Chrollo makes small comforting noises through the phone,"I know,I know but don't be mad at me,little spider. I only longed to see you and I will confess that has caused me to act...a bit rash."

This damn sweet talker. You had to admit you had a soft spot for him since the night  you met him and that paired with his soothing words were a weapon against you. "Alright,I'll be there in a hour. Don't rush me either." You say,caving into him. "Mmm,you listen so well (Reader). Always so good to me. I'll see you,okay?"

"Okay. See ya,Chrollo." With that Chrollo hangs up and you sigh,the cool air making your breath look like fog. You turn back around and open the door only to feel the hard abdomen of someone. "So,Chrollo,huh?" The purring voice taunts.

"Hisoka! What're you doing out here?" He hums,"Well you were taking a little long for a quick phone call and wanted to make sure you weren't hurt." That was a lie Hisoka was listening from the very beginning you went outside and only now has he made himself known.

"Oh well it's not nice to easedrop,you silly clown!" You embarrassingly scold. "I wasn't easedropping,I just heard you say his name right before you hung up." He lies. His lengthy fingers reach down to grab your chin,"I was checking up on you,my dove. It's late and a cute thing like you shouldn't be outside at night for too long." His index finger and his thumb caress your chin gently,softening your suspicion of him.

Your left without a reply to that,simply settling to hum in acknowledgment. "I'm assuming you have business with him then,so that means we're not getting food?" Hisoka asks. You look at Hisoka and then remember how excited he was to take you out and for the most part you had a lot of fun minus the almost choking incident. You smile at him,"No,let's get some food 'Soka." You did say to Chrollo that you'd be an hour...so it's not a big deal,right?

Hisoka smiles brightly,"Good,I'm starving." The two of you venture off to a small burger place that you recommended to go to. Your orders come quickly and you scold Hisoka for simply getting a strawberry milkshake while you have a whole combo meal. "Hisoka you said were starving and you order a strawberry milkshake...."'

"I said I was hungry,not for what." With that his large hand makes a move to grip your plush thigh licking his full lips as he does so. "Don't make me regret sitting next to you 'Soka." You say warily. "I don't think you'd dislike what'd I'd do to you (Reader). " He purrs. "Oh yeah? What makes you think that?" You say challengingly. He leans close to your ear,preparing to whisper,"You know I could easily unbutton those little jeans you got on  and put my hand on that pussy. You wouldn't fight me either,huh? You'd probably like being fingered in public,right? You dirty girl,of course you would. "

Hot heat rushes in your veins,shocked by the filthy words of your companion. " 'Soka!" You whisper shout in embarrassment. "Hmm?~" He replies,lips now trailing the shell of your ear. "S-Shut up and drink your shake." You command. Hisoka pulls away,chuckling,"You're such a innocent little thing,aren't you?" 

"Hush and drink." You say. Hisoka surrenders  and does as you say. It's silent and that allows you to think for a little bit. Your brain and body finally catch up to how Hisoka's words made you feel. As he uttered each filthy syllable you couldn't deny how your thighs slightly clenched close,how your breath hitched in hesitant arousal.. It made you feel perverted for feeling such a way because Hisoka didn't mean what he was saying,right? He's overtly sexual all the time so why'd it feel so...intimate? It's as if he really meant it.

"My dove,you're hardly touching your food. Here let me fix that." Hisoka brings a slight cold fry to your lips. "Say ahhh.." He says playfully. " 'Soka 'm not a baby..." You announce begrudgingly. You say that but your lips still part open for the fry and then you do the same for another and another and another. It goes on so long that Hisoka just starts causally hand feeding you in public. "Do you want a bite of your burger,my dove?" You nod and he easily complies,holding the burger to your mouth as you take a good size bite.

You chew and chew,missing the way Hisoka observes you. His yellows eyes light up in pure enjoyment as you let him do as he pleases to you. He revels in the way you barely even resisted him feeding you finding it so cute how you just gave into. He enjoys how much you've grown to trust him even from the beginning—following him around like a little kicked puppy,desperate to thank it's savior. He wonders if you know the effect you have on him—how he softens up around you,how he constantly spends money on you despite his motto of saving money,how he can't keep his hands off your supple body.

Not to mention how he feels when he imagines someone else treating you in such a way it makes him disgusted. How lowly of said imaginary person to believe they could actually make you happy? No,no, only Hisoka can. Only he can get you to smile that one specific way,to get you to laugh until you feel like you have to pee.

"Can I have another bite?" You ask expectantly at the man. "Yes buttt you have to say the magic word." Hisoka teases. "Please 'Soka." You plead. Hisoka gets chills running down his back,the kind he gets in a really good fight but instead of blood,he craves you. You asked so very sweet that he can't help but imagine if that's how'd you ask for his cock—soft and kind with a begging glare in your eyes.

"Of course my dove,anything you want." You smile at him as you take another bite.  Hisoka continues to feed you bite of the burger or transitioning  to the even cut fries.  Occasionally his poised fingers stop feeding you to clean off crumbs or sauce that lands on your cheeks,always licking his fingers once he wipes it off.

Finally you take your last bite,eating in grateful content. "Was that good?" Hisoka asks pleasantly. "Mhm,it was." Despite how good you said it was you sound bothered...bothered by the fact that you let Hisoka feed you,without a fight. Was it a haze of blinded trust or perhaps something else? You try not to think of it too much,deciding to change the topic.

" 'Soka I just remembered about the shopping bags. What happened to them?" Hisoka waves you off good naturally,"I stuck them in my car,no need to worry your pretty little head about it." You smile happily,a wave of alleviation crashing against you. "Good,we should get going then!"

Hisoka obliges,his tall frame standing up right and a well toned arm slinks itself around the plushness of your middle. "Let's go." He walks you over to the door and you stop abruptly to bid a goodnight to the kind employees of the establishment.

The two of you saunter off into the night,the obnoxious neon lights of the restaurant being nothing but a mere trail. Hisoka's arm tightens around your waist,pulling you even closer toward him. You can feel the heat radiate off of him,easing the cold biting air just a bit. You lean into his touch,sighing contently. An action Hisoka notices with excitement—a fox grin curling at his lips.

"You know (Reader),how I've always said that you never owe me when I buy you something?" He says. "Yes...why are you bringing this up?" You attempt to keep your tone steady but all you can think is "Oh my god,he's finally done with me! I have no use to him anymore! He's going to kill me!"  Hisoka stops walking therefore stopping you as well and at that moment you could feel yourself swallow rocks. He leans down,leering down at you menacingly—his playful grin gone and replaced with a straight expression.

"I'd like to kiss you. I promise it'll be worth your while." As soon as he mutters those words his mischievous mask paints back on. "Kiss me?" You say breathlessly,deeply confused as to why the killer clown would want to do that. "Yes,I don't usually like to repeat myself either,(Reader).You might push me too far.~" Your eyes look at his,searching for some playful game or plot in them. There's nothing but pure excitement though,the kind of excitement you've seen his eyes light up with when he's recalling a gruesome fight to you when you patch him up. He's sincere.

Without hesitation because you know anymore thought would muddle your confused brain even more—your lips open to form the first syllable of yes but are interrupted by Hisoka's mouth. He takes advantage of your already open mouth and sticks his large tongue in ,the pink muscle doing something oddly pleasurable inside. You can't help but whimper quietly as he uses your mouth so passionately. Your dull nails dig into Hisoka's forearms,causing a lewd moan to fall out of the man's mouth.

The clown takes advantage of his arm already wrapped around your waist—a skilled hand gripping the love handles with a teasing force that makes your knees weak. He pulls you closer to his own body—relishing in the fact that you're so close to him,loving the heat your soft body exudes.  He finally pulls away staring down at you—lust glazing over his bright yellow eyes.

It's silent between the two of you and you expect Hisoka to say the first word but instead he pulls you into him,enveloping you into his hard chest. " 'S-Soka?" Your voice unintentionally shakes,the shock from the kiss still overriding your brain.  "You taste so good,you little minx. I'd take you right here on this sidewalk if you weren't so pure. It's okay though,I'll wait and mold you into the perfect cocksleeve. My sweet good girl who'll take my cock so well...I just know you have the prettiest pussy. So so pretty,just like your face."

Hot red heat flushes throughout your blood system—the cold weather no longer being a bother. Was he ranting? Could he not control the filthy words flowing out of his mouth? This reminds who about how he rants and rambles when he's facing a strong opponent,yet all you've done to get him so riled up is kiss him. Your mind muddles itself to a all too thoughtful puddle—too shocked to even understand what's going on.

You thought you and Hisoka were friends,a friend to him that he'd flirt with and touch constantly—but that's just Hisoka,right? Hisoka who comes to your small home in the middle of the night,injured yet excited. Hisoka who's now patched up,that convinces you to let him stay in your bed with you. Hisoka that sometimes cuddles with you for a few hours before he disappears for another months time. Hisoka who'll call you or leave playing cards around for you to know he's still alive and well. You may not be the smartest cookie in the batch but you know Hisoka hasn't and probably never do that for anyone else. His selfish nature being a unforgettable attribute he possesses.

Hisoka who's pressed tautly against you—his hard bulge grazing against your squishy belly. You're breathless and left wordless—your body being the only  thing left to communicate with. You feel hot,so hot that you can feel how burning your hands are against Hisoka's muscular forearms. He stares down at you,his predator like eyes practically eating up your reaction of his action. He could see your body turn rigid yet you're still frame is like puddy in his experienced hands. You liked it,he knows you did. Otherwise you'd be resisting him—telling him you don't want him to touch you in such a way—to not spew such dirty things at you.

This makes Hisoka wonder how far can he go? Can he go as far putting his hand down your pants? Would you allow him to curl his extremities up into your warm hole as the two of you stand onto the calm sidewalk? Would you let him kiss the nape of your neck while he's hushing you to be mindful of people as you moan crazily on his fingers? Would you let him hump your plump jean clad ass as he gets you off on his hand?

Hisoka doesn't get to find out anything though because you've seem to finally be able to speak a sentence. "I-I have to go home 'Soka." The killer clown knows why you're saying that,knows who's waiting patiently for your promised arrival. He feels a sense of jealousy, a feeling he's never really bothered to feel before and that irks him to his core. Why? Because you were leaving him for Chrollo. He wonders if he should go with you and already begin the fight he's long been craving with the leader of the troupe. He can just see the vision of him basking in the blood of his own body and his dead's opponent,he'd beckon you over and seduce you gently,coaxing you into letting him fuck you in the pool of blood. Chrollo's dead body ominously watching as he ruts and thrusts into your body.

The fantasy alone makes Hisoka's hardened dick throb in his loosely fitted pants. But he pushes away his own lusts,smiling as he pulls away from your body. "Okay then let's go." He says cooly. You look at him with puzzlement though you drop the expression—after all you're on a time limit. He uses his arm that's connected to your waist to start the monument he stopped only a few minutes ago.

The walk to the car is quiet and awkward mostly for you. You can't shake off how that kiss made you feel...it makes you want to ask what you truly are to Hisoka. You know he does not see you as an equal—a fair opponent he wishes to fight to the death with. So like your thoughts earlier you're lead to believe you give Hisoka something he cannot go without—at least for now,til one dreaded day he's tired of you. You like to think though that you mean more to him than you really know—a comforting thought to have instead of impending death.

You wonder if Hisoka just sees you as something he wants to fuck. No—if he did than from the beginning he wouldn't have been so aloof to you. Why'd he have to be so confusing? You curse the man you've grown to weirdly cherish.

Hisoka opens the car door for you and you settle in,buckling your seat belt and fixing your clothes slightly. Before you know it he smoothly starts driving ,taking you home—the home Chrollo is patiently(impatiently) waiting for you at.

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Charcoal black eyes peer from the window of a cozy home. They watch as a obnoxiously bright car pulls up into the little drive through. Two people get out of the car,a shorter one and a much taller figure. The eyes recognize the shorter one as you—looking soft and pliable as you usually do. A bright smile plastered on your face as you hug the taller figure.

But the soft gaze the eyes held when they were staring at you is gone once they figure out just who exactly you're hugging. Chrollo wonders how this damn clown knows you—is this a ploy to get him to fight him faster? To use something he holds so incredibly dear against him? He wouldn't put it beneath Hisoka to do,nor himself though. He knows he's not all that much better compared to him.

But this is simply impossible,no one knows about you. No one even knows a shred of Chrollo's feelings for you...so maybe,just maybe this clown knows you for different reasons. Chrollo tells himself Hisoka doesn't even know your connection with him.

The man becomes so lost in thought he doesn't notice you've already made your way inside,bags in hands. His head snaps as he takes you in up close—walking over to you and reaching for the bags. "Woah,now I know I said I had a gift for you but you can't just take my bags Chrollo." You joke. Chrollo scoffs,amused,"My apologies,I must've gotten too excited."

"I guess I can let it slide since your visits are always a special occasion." You say with a bright smile,similar to the one you showed Hisoka. This irks Chrollo slightly but he just smiles back,happy to be in your warm presence once more. Chrollo sets the bags onto the table in your kitchen,knowing exactly what you're about to do.

He predicts you correctly because he feels your pillow like arms wrap around his shirtless middle. He could feel the affection you radiate for him—feeling it soak and burn itself into his body. It's the feeling of authenticity—real,not fake like Chrollo's learned emotions. That's why he liked being with you so much,you invoke a mystery feeling for him—a feeling he must learn to keep and nurture.

Your chubby face leans against the furriness of his warm jacket—the burning feeling of your cheek resting on his back. "I missed you." You croak out weakly. Were you crying for his long awaited absence? Chrollo smiles,wiggling his fingers to intertwine with yours that are securely wrapped around his torso. "I know you have my needy little spider. Tell me what you've been up to during my absence?"

Chrollo knew what you have been up to,always. But he wanted to see if you'd divulge in instances like Hisoka,an instance he had no clue about til now. How'd that slip past him? Would his little spider lie to him? He can't wait to see. He turns to face you,finding that yes,you were crying. Your eyelashes are wet and slightly more clumped together and your expression is frumpy—a small frown gently tugging at your lips. Chrollo hates and loves you're crying over him. He hates that you're sad and not crying because he's fucked you to the deepest edge of pleasure,those being the only tears you should be shedding with him. And he loves it because you're feeding into him so well,you're so receptive and even more affectionate than Chrollo himself. Perfect.

This is all going in fruition,all according to Chrollo's well thought out scheme. From your first ever encounter Chrollo found you intriguing and by the second one he knew he wanted you as strictly his. So the leader knows how gentle he has to be with you,knows he needs to slowly lead you into his obsessive hold. But tonight changed everything,Hisoka was involved with you. And that meant one thing to Chrollo—competition.

Chrollo doesn't know why the clown is interested in you but he knows for a fact that he's hanging around you for a specific reason. He's obsessed with something about you or worse obsessed with you as a whole. With Hisoka in the way,Chrollo can't smoothly lead you into his web and trap you. No,instead he has to deal with another greedy predator before he can get you.

"I'm too tired to talk about all that 'Ollo." You mutter. He knows he can't push you too far so he drops it for now. "Mmm,I knew you looked a little tired. Do you want to rest on me?" He offers gently. He sees you nod so he elegantly grips your hand pulling you with him as he sits down on one of your dining chairs.

"Chrollo I didn't think you meant on your lap!" You spew in a flustered manner. You wiggle in his grasp only making him wrap two strong arms around your fleshy middle. "Don't fight me,you'll never win. Just sit here with me." He says soothingly. You peer back at him—your body getting hotter as you get to see his handsome face in person once more. You note his cross tattoo on his forehead that sits in harmony with the rest of his handsome face,the nice slicked back comb over that shows off his pale and clear features. But nothing compares to the few times you seen Chrollo with his hair in his face—the style framing his facial structure in such a flattering way.

"Chrollo can I....?" There's a pause,the rest of the vowels and syllables unsure if they should continue. "Hmm?" He asks. "Can I play with your hair?" It comes out shy,too shy and it causes the man you're sitting on to burst out in laughter. "Whattt?" You whine. "Nothing,it's just how hesitant you were. It's cute,don't worry about it. But to answer,yes,you may."

He likes how you grin up at him for the agreement of your affection. But he finds it silly that you don't know how much he craves your touch. It's gentle and kind,much like you. Do you not notice how he always slightly hums when you rub him or even fiddle with his fingers? Do you not notice how he shuts his eyes contentment? It's amazing that you don't know what effect you have on him.

Your chubby hand reaches up and starts playing with the strands,occasionally going up further to calmingly rub at his scalp. It's silent,like it often is when you have Chrollo as company. You guys do talk but most of the time that is spent with Chrollo is tranquil—void of anything but quietness.

"Chrollo?" You call out again. "Hmm?" His eyes are shut,enjoying the treatment of having his hair played with. You don't know what compels you to ask this but after the events with Hisoka touching you in such a intimate way...you really can't help it. "How do you feel about me?"

The air is thick,coated with tension that the sharpest knife couldn't even cut. It feels like hours before he answers and honestly you felt like crying just out of the pure embarrassment you felt. Chrollo's grip on your middle runs down to your abundant hips—gripping possessively at them. "I feel happy around you...genuinely happy, in a way I haven't felt since I was a little kid in Meteor City. I feel real around you, like I don't have to reel you in with any charm or tricks because you simply like me. I like that simplicity of that,how you actually like me and I can't help but keep coming back for more of you. The way I feel about you (Reader)..." he grips even tighter on your pliant hips,"is something I never felt before."

Chrollo barely scrapped the tip of the iceberg of how he feels about you. He wouldn't dare tell you that he's deeply obsessed with your existence. Wouldn't even dare speak of the grotesque acts he's ordered down on others for the sake of the relationship he wants to build with you. That would ruin his slow conditioning he's enforced since day one.

"C-Chrollo I don't know what to say..." you slump in his lap,staring back at him in uncertainty. His warm lips lean down to grace the little exposed skin of your neck,"Then don't think..just feel how I want to you to feel for the rest of your time with me." Your brows crinkle at that,what could that possibly mean? But then you feel it...the feeling of Chrollo's talented hands explore the expanse of your body.

It feels like whiplash having this happen twice,especially so close in time. It almost makes you feel dirty—ashamed for allowing not one but two men to touch you in such a way. The only thing stopping you from pulling you away from Chrollo is how good his hands felt on your clothed body.

They wander,touching your covered chest—squeezing the fatty flesh in a vice grip. "You're...so soft." Chrollo murmurs,almost in a trance. "Mmf t-thank you!" You hurriedly spit out. His hand goes to your tummy—his slippery fingers creep underneath your thick turtleneck,the cool contact of his skin making you gasp lewdly. "You sound so good too." He hums.

Underneath you,you couldn't ignore the hard bulge pressing against your ass. You could feel the imprint of it,even the bent shaft that's partly stuffed into the side of his pocket. It's big—really big,at least it feels like it. Hands that lay beneath your shirt—touching and caressing the rolls that adorn the sides of your torso—the fingertips touch you so gently causing the illusion of soft kisses riddling your tummy. "You're such a sweet thing, everything about you is malleable,so moldable. You're perfect,so perfect." Chrollo whispers in your ear,the tone full of affection and lust.

"Don't say that...'M not perfect." You deny. "No but you are to me. You're everything I could ever want." He kisses your ear,a loving action. Ironic for a thief to say—to admit he's fulfilled with you yet he and his troupe still take from the weak.  "I want to do something,is that okay with you,my spider?" You look up at him,glazing trust in your eyes that makes Chrollo melt. "Okay." You say breathlessly.

"Turn to face me,I want you to sit on one of my thighs,okay?" You look at him curiously but you still find your legs straddling his thigh. "Good,good." He places his hands back on your hips,the warmth making you feel even hotter than you initially were. "I want you to move now. You can do that right,(Reader)?"

"M-Move?" You repeat. Chrollo could see the worry paint your pretty features—he wants to laugh but he holds it in. "Don't think,my darling. Just do as I say. You'll feel good,I promise." His honeyed voice oozes dominance despite the leveled tone he speaks with. "Move." He says.

It's like there's some type of drug in his voice—something that compels you to follow his orders. You start moving very slowly on his thigh,barely feeling any friction. But the small moments you do your posture shoots up straight like an arrow and small pleasures gasps tumble off your tongue.

Chrollo watches you as he normally does—drinking in your reaction. This was rash—Chrollo wasn't planning to introduce something so sexual to you yet,he was going to wait to establish his feelings for you and organically build what he wanted with you—slowly grooming you for his obsessive and possessive ways to the point you wouldn't question him. But something in him snapped,perhaps it was the questioning of how he felt or the realization of Hisoka's unexpected company.

Chrollo's possessive and he supposes he wants leave a mark on you. He figures you hadn't let Hisoka get away with something this far and he'd be the first and only. "Take off your pants for me." You look up at him,anxiety coating your glazed pupils,"C-Chrollo no one's ever seen me like that before ..." His expression softens,the lust in his eyes practically fading away.

Perfect! Perfect! No one has touched or seen you in such a way,this was amazing news for the man vexed with you. He could have you fully to himself if he played his cards right—he has the urge to be greedy right now and completely strip you away from your virginity. But he decides against it,his little spider would take baby steps to him just like he planned. Plus he's already pushing the limits by initiating something so sexual.

"Oh my love,no need to be shy with me. I love how you look regardless,just trying to make you feel good,that's all. But I can't do that if you keep your pants and panties on." His tone is babying,talking down to you like a learning a child. "Would you please take them off for me, hmm?" He makes it sound like a suggestion but you get the feeling it's not—just a gentler method of getting what he wants from you. 

You slide off his thigh,standing upright and leisurely unbuttoning your pants. It's slow,shy and accidentally seductive to the man before you.  You could feel his eyes burn into you,making you even more insecure than you'd like to be. Chrollo usually makes you feel safe despite his dangerous status,yet something's different within him now. This is the first time you've ever felt smaller to Chrollo—powerless and forced to a meek little thing that obeys him. Chrollo feels carnal—lacking his gentleness he usually exudes,reduced to nothing more than a predator succumbing to his hunger.

Your pants pool to your ankles and you're regretfully reminded of the poor choice of underwear for this moment. They're dingy and old,comfort panties—not a really hot guy wants me to get half naked for him panties. It embarrasses you to no end so you find yourself quickly pulling them down—a stark contrast to the pace of your pants.  But once you pull them down you feel another embarrassment,a more permanent one.

Hair litters your mound,blocking any view of the inner beauty that's in between the fat lips. At this point you wouldn't even like to indulge in anything with the man you find so attractive. Your hands go to cover your private area,ashamed of the hair that basically hides your pussy. "Don't—Don't hide for me. I want to see everything." He says.

"But I haven't shaved or anything and it doesn't even look good and and—" You're cut off—two strong arms wrap around your wrist to pull you in and once your are you're met with a hot kiss that quickly gets broken. "Nonsense,it's just as pretty as it would be bare. Don't shame what I want to call mine—saying it doesn't look good is an insult to me. Especially cause I'm so hard for you—look," he pauses to pull your hand to his throbbing length,"you feel that,that's for you,my shy girl." Your finger's carefully trace the shape,causing the man to wince a little in unreleased pleasure.

"As much as I'd like to feel you touch me...this isn't about me. Get on the edge of the table and spread your legs for me."  You obey,awaiting the man's actions with opened legs. He hums appreciatively,eyeing the wet slit he gets to see now—he eats up how the the moisture slightly sticks to the pubes,finding it incredibly erotic knowing he made you that wet. His hands slide you even more forward to the point you'll fall front ways if he wasn't nestled in between your thighs.

He places his thigh to the height of your cunt,pulling you closer by your ass cheeks. You gasp as his fingers dig into the self made holes of cellulite that riddle your ass. Another gasp falls from you as he now fully sits you on his thigh. You wonder if it'll give out soon due to your not so light weight but you don't voice this,knowing Chrollo would wave the notion away.

"Now you can move." Chrollo states. It's a few seconds before you think to move but Chrollo gives a warning slap on your ass to obey him. Your shaking hands grip onto his muscular shoulders—your pelvis making an effort to move back and forth onto the expanse of his thigh.

Small mewls and whimpers of pleasure tumble out your o shaped lips. But that's not good enough for Chrollo—no he needs to hear you moan for him.  He abuses his grip on your ass by forcing you to move faster—harder onto his leg. "Just like that...just like that. You're doing so good...I could feel your slick go through my pants,so cute how wet you are for me."

He leans into you,kissing your face affectionately in a loving manner instead of a lustful one. His lips set sights on the little skin of your neck that's exposed from the turtle neck and they latch on—sucking and biting his claim onto you. He pulls away to look at his work,admiring how the mark is a slight darker complexion compared to your skin color.  His eyes watch at your expression—engrossed in your ajar mouth that moans for him  and your shut eyes that are closed so tight the skin around your eyes wrinkle.

He feels his cock throb at the sight—the sight of your hips stuttering occasionally against him,the sight of your hairy pussy spread apart by his thigh—it's not only the view that leaves him throbbing it's feeling of your oozing wetness seeping into his pants,coating his pale skin underneath.

"Chrollo!" You whine,the grip of his shoulders tightening immediately. "You're gonna cum soon,aren't you?" You furiously nod. His hands once again move you faster against him,his grip onto your ass being unbreakable. "That's right...cum for me,yes that's a good girl. So good,so good!"

He feels your hurried breaths against him,the desperate whines that flee your parted lips—dull fingers dig into the warmth of his usual coat. You begin to feel like a weak tree flailing in the wind,loosing control of your own stimulated body. Your ministrations come to an halt,leaving Chrollo confused,he hasn't felt you cum so why'd you stop?  "Why'd you stop?" The way he says it is calm yet you could hear the annoyance slightly oozing out. "Just need a break,'m not used to feeling so much." You reason breathlessly.

"Did I tell you to stop?" He asks. "No but—" He silences you with a sentence,"No,that's right. I didn't so that means don't stop."  He slaps your ass roughly—a consequence,no a reminder he's the one who's in control. "I'm sorry Chrollo, I didn't mean it like that!" The man hushes you,rubbing your head gently,"I know,I know,you're not used to something like this but you just need obedient which I know such a smart girl like you can be. But instead of one orgasm,you're gonna have to give me as many as I would like,okay?"

You nod warily,not wanting to disappoint Chrollo  once more. "Good girl. Now,start again." The minute you pick up momentum it's a never ending attack of orgasms against your cunt.  You begin to lose hold of your conscious,only becoming a slobbering mess on top of Chrollo.

Babbles upon babbles escape you to the point you don't care what you say. You have no room to think—no room to even breath,the sex filled air snuffing your senses. And throughout each earth shattering orgasm Chrollo's there to talk you through it. Soft hymns of praises direct your eardrums to keep moving,to keep grinding your cunt on his thigh.

But you can't take it anymore,your abdomen aches from thrusting so hard,your heart is beating so rapidly,and not to mention the dull feeling that throbs uncomfortably between your dripping thighs. You slump forward into the shirtless man, unable to even hold your body up anymore,your back is met with Chrollo rubbing soft circles on it,kissing the side of your temple as he does so.

"Good,that's enough now. Let's take you to bed." You huff against him tiredly,furthering your position to lean on him more. He easily lifts you up,grabbing the underside of your thighs with his hand to keep your body snug against him. He walks you over to your bedroom,gently setting you down onto the fluffy mattress once he arrives.

He walks around your room,somehow knowing just which drawer you keep your panties in and he grabs a comfortable pair that he cautiously slides up your meaty legs. "Don't leave mee 'Ollo. Please,won't get to see you again." You sleepily call out. Chrollo smiles amusedly,"I won't leave. Don't worry. I'll take care of your while you sleep." He reassures,although it's a lie.

He would be leaving as soon as you shut your eyes but not because he wants to. Because has to. He knows you'll be upset about it in the morning,hurt and conflicted by his disappearance. You wouldn't have to suffer that any longer though,soon you'd always be by his side. He 'd have you in his web,soon,maybe sooner considering the complication of Hisoka.

He watches you collapse into slumber,leering over you like a overbearing shadow. His apparent bulge standing even more upright,he now wishes he had let your warm supple hand wrap around his cock while you pleasured yourself. He sighs,annoyed with himself. He supposes he could use your still moist cum and slick as lube when he gets back to his "home."  That would be fine,his imagination could the rest of work just alright.

He gives you one last loving look before bending down and placing a soft kiss to your lips. With that Chrollo leaves you in the night,resting,knowing you'd be searching for him in the morning.

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It's been two whole weeks since you've seen both Chrollo and Hisoka. You've called and texted Hisoka,only to be met with voicemails and unread texts. You would've done the same with Chrollo but it would've been futile because the man always has new numbers due to his chosen profession.

Your heart burns and your brain won't stop scolding yourself for being so easy. You've gone all your life being untouched in such a way yet these two man in the same night made it seem like easy work. Maybe you were too trusting...putting too much faith in evil men. You wonder what you've done wrong...were you feeding in too much? Or were you too shy?

Tears sting your vision,blinding you as you attempt to stay attentive to the cheesy romcom you've put on for some comfort. You want to slap yourself and get a grip but you can't.  Your booming heart hurts,the feeling of being used aches so deeply it's unforgettable. You begin to tell yourself that's all they possibly wanted from you anyway,you were just something entertaining,not anything of value.

Your mind goes back to the moments you've shared with them both,happy and memorable times that help aid the heaviness you feel weigh at you. What if you fought back their advances? What if you said you wanted to keep things strictly platonic despite the strong attraction to them both? What if? What if? What if? What if? Dozens of scenarios flash through your mind of what could be now if you just said no...

Your wallowing session is cut short though due to a sharp knock on the front door. You arise from your couch for the first time in hours and waddle over to the door. And once you open it you wish you weren't dressed like a hobo right now. The saggy oversized shirt and underwear combo not being a good look in front of the handsome man on the doorstep.

"Illumi!" You shout embarrassingly. You try to seem put together but you know it's useless. Your eyes are dark and baggy,your usual warm looking face is cold and sad. And that's without including the tear stains on your pudgy cheeks. You want to run and hide from Illumi's watchful gaze but you wouldn't even be able to run from him.

You can't help the urge to scrunch into yourself,to disappear into a hole and be swallowed completely for the shame that runs hot in your system.  "Who made you cry?" He asks darkly. "Oh n-no one Lumi. I'm just real emotional lately because of hormones.."

The lie doesn't seem to work because Illumi because he only asks again only more irritated. Normally you wouldn't dare to tell Illumi about someone that hurt,knowing the man would murder the person who upset you. But you're so vulnerable,so hurt,so sensitive and needy for any sense of comfort. That neediness leads you crashing into the leanly muscled chest of Illumi as you sob and tell him what transpired two weeks prior,regrettably  leaving out no details.

Needless to say the man who came over here to ask(demand) for your hand in marriage is furious. Of course,they got to you first. Of course,they already exposed you to the carnal urges that Illumi's been barely able to hold back in your presence. The pale man attempts to not take his anger out on you but he can't help it. The loose grasp he held on you,now tightening uncomfortably so. You attempt to pull away from him but his strength keeps you towards his chest.

"Lumi,you're hurting me!!" You don't sound upset,only panicked. You know the man isn't used to his strength,similar to a baby who just learned to walk. That snaps him out of it and he loosens his hold,blinking coyly as does so. "Apologies." He says. "It's okay just be gentle with me,I'm not like you. I can't take such force casually."

He nods thoughtfully,staring down at you with his empty doll like eyes. "Umm would you like to come inside? I'll make us some tea and then I'll even play with your hair too if you'd likeee." You say singsong. You didn't have to bribe Illumi with playing with his hair he would've came inside regardless—finding you and your home comforting. That's not even putting in account how much Illumi missed you.

"Okay." He agrees plainly. "Good!" You say happily,pulling him in.  The pair of you walk into your home,Illumi shutting and locking the door behind him. "Sorry for the mess...I've been a little sad since you know..." It angers Illumi that you missed them so much,that they made you hurt,that they had your attention. And what about him? Had you forgotten him since you weren't nursing him back to health anymore?

Illumi couldn't have you caring more about anyone besides him. Jealousy floods through his veins,that's he's far too angry to communicate. "You could sit down 'Lumi! I'll be in just a minute." You turn to walk to the kitchen only to be stopped by a strong grasp. You look down at Illumi's clasped hand around your wrist. "Lumi?" You voice,confused.

"Stay. I want you to sit with me." His request is void of emotion,sounding like a reading of a poor script but you know better than that. You know he's missed you but can't express it in the proper way. "Okay,whatever you want Illumi." You smile at him,kind and in the gummy way he often thinks about.

The stoic man ends up sitting in between your thighs,the position being decided on the offer of playing with his hair which you're happily doing. You hum as you do so,fingers running in the silky follicles. Your talk mostly about what you've been up to,deciding to leave Hisoka and Chrollo out of it after you dumped that information to the assassin earlier. Illumi only talks when you ask him a question about his life and it's always met with something vague that you don't mind at all.

Your meaty fingers start to work on a small braid  in his hair but your fingers stutter when Illumi asks a odd question. "Did you enjoy it when Chrollo and Hisoka touched you like that?" The silence is deafening and you swear you could feel yourself swallow your lax tongue. " Lumi why would you want to know that?"

"Answer." He demands. You sigh,feeling ashamed of your answer,"Yes." At this point your hands have let go of the man's hair,finding refuge in your lap where they twiddle with other fingers. "Would you enjoy it if I touched you like that?" The question sounds innocent but the implication of what he's asking sinks into you.

"Illumi I don't think you know what you're saying..." You mutter shyly. "I do,I know of sexual intercourse and I know that's something I'd like to do with only you." Heat rushes up your body,his blunt words absorbing in your mind.  "Illumi...I don't know what to say."

"Say you'd like to have sex with me too. I plan to make you my betrothed,to make you the mother of future heirs. I'd take care of you and bed you every night."  One thing you missed about Illumi was his curt honesty but his multiple confessions were too much to handle right now. "Lumi are you okay? This is all so sud—"

Your breath catches in your throat when Illumi turns back out his dull eyes starring into yours and at this moment you realize how grave this situation is. Illumi's not one for sarcasm or for doing things without cause. You know he means every word he said.

"I am fine,I just want to make you mine and breed you already. Marry me (Reader)." Your eyes go wide and your mouth flacks open. This is just too much too process! Only thirty minutes ago you were wallowing in sadness and desperation and presently you just got offered a marriage proposal. 

"Illumi I can't just give an answer right now...I do care for you a lot and—" Illumi asks a pointed question,"Do you love me?" Do you love Illumi? You think of him often,you call him all the time,you connect with him. He has a special place in your heart as the quiet man you saved so long ago..so yes,you do love Illumi.

"Yes I do but I can't just marry you so soon.You haven't even asked to be my boyfriend yet,let alone a husband." You say gently. Illumi looks confused,"Why not? Do you need convincing?" Your brows raise in curiosity,what type of convincing could change your mind about out of the blue engagement?

Illumi answer that question the moment he pounces on your dry lips,his desperate tongue moistening the skin as he begs for entrance inside. Due to shock you accidentally give him an opening and he takes it instantly. You feel bad for your stinky breath that most likely tastes like junk food but Illumi doesn't seem to care as he grips your chubby face in his hands.

He pulls away and searches your eyes for an answer, a clue on how you feel about his actions."I want to fuck you. I want to claim you so no other man like Chrollo and Hisoka can ever say they've been inside you. I want you now. Let me take you please."

Maybe the hungry kiss drove your brain to mush? Maybe the need for comfort kicked in at it's ultimate form? Or maybe it was the pool of slick that built up in your plain cotton panties—that convinced you to say yes.  The second the man gets your agreement,you're forced to lay flat on your back,legs spread and your t-shirt raised to your braless chest.

Illumi slots himself in between your thighs,his cool and slender hands running up and your textured legs. Your brain scolds yourself for not shaving the limbs,you feel the need to apologize for being so hairy but you're stopped by Illumi's vague praise. "So soft. You feel good."

Illumi's hands travel higher to your inner thigh gripping the excess fat that adorns it. His grasp is bruising and stings in a way but it feels pleasant at the same time. Black eyes stare straight at your mound,locked in on the wet spot produced by slick. He moves with quickness to slide off his loosely fitting pants leaving him in his briefs that are fighting to constrain his hard length.

Pale hands pull your form closer to him—his bulge now flush with your cunt. Your legs rest on his shoulders while he experimentally thrusts his hips. He languidly moves back and forth against the warmth of your cunt. You begin to unsteadily breath as the tip of dick makes contact with your clit, a faint keen fleeing from your mouth. Squeaks here and there come from you,on the other hand your counterpart is being completely silent.

The only way you could tell Illumi is finding the friction pleasurable is his oozing tip dripping pre-cum. It feels slightly embarrassing to you that you're the only one crying out from stimulation especially because that's one of the few sounds you can hear besides the sounds of chaffing fabric. You want to hear Illumi feeling good too—the solo of your sexual noises not being good enough any longer.

Your hands gently reach for the roots of his hair and ever so slightly tug—the man groans quietly but you could still hear it. But similar to the silence of the room—rubbing crotches isn't enough anymore. "Closer 'Lumi,wanna feel you." The man wordlessly curves you body into a U shape,your hips being arched and your lower body resting on his muscular chest. He slides off your panties and places you down on your back.

"Spread." He directs.  You obey and spread your legs hesitantly,still shy of being unshaven. Illumi seems irritated of the slow pace and just grabs your inners thighs flat onto the couch. You gasp,finally feeling the cool air on your spread slit.  You could feel his hold on your thighs bring the beginning throbbing of bruises staring to form—the sharp pain making your brain dizzy.

"Not so rough 'Lumi..." you warn. He seems to pay you no mind and instead you could feel the grasp tighten. Something hazes his usual empty eyes—lust dominating him and distracting him. Illumi pulls out his bobbing cock—resting his pants underneath his full balls to keep them from interfering.

You're left scared for a few minutes...wondering if this is the very scary second you'll lose your virginity. But instead you're shocked when Illumi's smart fingers squish your fat lips together and slowly so very slowly place his cock in between the moist lips.

The man in between thrusts with a animalistic groan the comes from deep in his covered chest. His cock is warm and it gets even warmer the more frequent his thrusts rub against you cunt. The tip of his cock gently prods and pokes at your clit,making you arch up and whine airily.

" Lumi...!!" You moan. The man looks down at you as he pistons his hips between the fleshy folds—his doll like eyes staring straight into your soul. "You feel,"a low grunt cuts him off,"so good." His thin brows knit together as he admires the sight of his cock sliding in and out of your lips—he groans heartily,enjoying the sight.

There's a crude ring that loudly can be heard throughout the room. Illumi stops his sharp thrusting and glares down at the device interrupting the moment he's been longing for such a long time. He reaches for the phone in his back pocket,answering with a hint of anger in his voice.

However after only a few seconds that anger seemingly melts away. You watch curiously as he seems very interested in whatever the other person on the line has to say. After a few more moments he hangs up and looks at you,"I'll be back,I have something to take care of." He leans down to place a kiss on your forehead—sliding your panties back up onto your spread legs.

"Wait! You can't just leave Illumi! What's so important you have to leave me?" You sound desperate and pouty—unintentionally making you cringe. There's silence before Illumi calmly says,"I have a match to the death." You can practically feel any color of your skin flee your body,"What?! Illumi no! Stay with me please! You can't leave me." It's silly to stop someone who practices in death to not do such a thing—you know that but desperation claws at your heart.

"Please Illumi,stay with me! We can get married and do whatever you'd like but please don't...you might die." Illumi raises a thin brow,"I won't. I'm doing this so I can stay with you. So one else can take your attention away from me." You look at a Illumi with pleading eyes—fat tears threatening to spill,"What do you mean 'Lumi?"

"Chrollo and Hisoka,they're trying to take you away from me. I have to fight them to have you." If the news of him wasn't heart wrenching enough—the information of his opponents being two other men you also hold dear to felt organ failing. You're silent and empty of any feeling for a good minute,your brain and heart so confused on what to feel—to do.

"You can't! Illumi you can't! Please,I'll only belong to you! Just don't go!" You grab onto his lax hand,bringing it to your shaking chest. "I have to. They'll take you away from me if I don't."

You peer at him,glassy eyes staring determinedly to come up with a way for all of them to live.

There had to be something—a solution to ease the pain of losing two of the men who's charmed their way into your life. It finally hits you—they could all share you! They could compromise something,a deal that would leave them satisfied and alive.

"You don't have to that Illumi. You could all share me...I'd still belong to you, just differently." Illumi frees his hand from your touch,"No. I don't want to share you. You belong to me."

You look at him pleadingly gripping his hand,"Please,'Lumi,I'll never be the same if all of you can't be in my life..please." Illumi liked you as you are—kind,gentle,loving and affectionate,so the promise of you not being the same woman he met almost a year ago disheartens him.

He remembers how you welcomed him into your home,constantly being at his side and treating him with so much worry. He couldn't bare to imagine to only have you as a shell of a woman he used to know—the thought being unbearable.

His doll eyes stare into your teary ones deciding that's it better to have a part of you than to have just a shell of what you used to be. "Okay." He hesitantly agrees.

He doesn't miss how you immediately brighten up—smiling widely and tackling him to the floor in a rejoicing hug. He wraps his arms around your round middle, hoping he didn't make the wrong choice.

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"Look at how many marks they left on you...I thought we would take your first time together but they're just barbaric with you,my dove." The voice purrs out. Long nails trail up your neck that's littered with different and shapes of marks.

"Oh shut up Hisoka, don't act like you don't mark her up." Chrollo hisses. "I'm not saying that but I'm lot more efficient than you. Look—,"Pale hands make work to lift up your pant less leg,showcasing the heart like mark the clown has made,"Isn't it just so much prettier than what you two have left on her?" 

"It doesn't matter the marks,she doesn't complain when my fingers are inside h—" You slap your hand over the assassins mouth," Illumi! You can't say things like that!" Thin brows furrow,"Why not?" You huff and sigh," Never mind 'Lumi."

"Illumi's right (Reader),you shouldn't be so shy about thing like that, at least with us. After all tonight's the night." Chrollo says.

That's right,this is the day that was agreed upon,the night the all fuck you,the night they strip you away of your virginity. A few months ago before this night happened it was equally agreed upon they'd all be present during first time and from then on they could fuck all they want when they have their turn with you. This was the only thing the loose binding holding the arrangement of sharing you,the only thing keeping them from getting rid of one another. You'd been so lost with the constant courting from the three men and the jealousy that's constantly paired with obsession that this agreed date had completely slipped your mind. Suddenly you could feel all the anxiety hit you like a ton of bricks.

The most intuitive of the three men seems to notice you visibly stiffening up. "Oh my love,don't be so scared. You'll just have to worry about being on your cocks and that's all you'll have to worry about,okay?" Chrollo comforts. "See? I'm gonna get you all ready and nice and wet for me—I mean us and then you'll be feeling too good to even care." Almost to cement his words Chrollo begins to suckle at your already bruised neck,making other marks. You whine and grip at him,already whimpering pathetically at the simple touch.

"I can't let you just hog her." Hisoka makes a move to slither himself in between your legs,forcing your sitting position to become a laying one. He easily slides of your panties to which you notice he puts in the pocket of his pants. He pulls you away from the Chrollo by grounding your lower half closer to his face. He practically smooches his face and your pussy against each other. You could and hear how he inhales your scent,how his fingers part the fat hairy lips to get a better whiff. He inhales the musky scent—moaning loudly when he can catch the natural musk of the wet organ.

"You smell so good,my dove! But I bet you taste even better.." As soon as said those words his tongue dives into the tight canal—a keen of shocked pleasure coming from you. "Mmm,you feel good,spider?" You nod but that's not the answer the man on top of you wants. He taps the fat of your hips and gives a firm grasp,"Use your words. You have such a pretty voice to answer me with."

"I feel good!" You say—already breathless with the stimulation. "Yeah,who's making you feel good?" You grips his shoulders tighter,"You are!" A hard slap comes to your cellulite ridden thigh,a reminder of the man that's so faithfully fucking your hole with his tongue,"And S-Soka!" The man in between with your thighs rewards you for your answer by moving up to suck your clit,replacing his tongue for fingers instead now.

Chrollo would've preferred you stuck with him only but he doesn't voice that,too distracted by the pebbling nipples underneath the ragged shirt. His hand moves to lift up the shirt and once he does he can't help but eat up the beauty before him. There you are,breasts slightly drooping,the natural weight of them hanging them lower and your hard nipples that are begging to be sucked on. But he can't forget the most supple part of you—your tummy that's constantly moving up due to your heavy breathing,that looks so grippable and plump—and oh my god the soft rolls between the layers of skin makes him want to just sink his fingers into the flesh while he's carefully thrusting into you.

"You're so beautiful,so pretty..." He runs his fingers across your skin,igniting goosebumps to flare up. He bends down to suckle on your breast,you could feel the slight bites and pulls he does with his mouth which has you arching and begging for more. Suddenly another grip is felt and you turn to see an all too focused Illumi,massaging and groping the fat. You almost forgot about his presence due to his lack of talking and action.

He leans down to bring your lips into a feverish kiss. With each lick of Hisoka's tongue,with Chrollo's comforting sucking on breast and Illumi's hungry touch and kiss you find yourself jerking away from their touch. Jumping and flinching away from any affection,the feeling of an orgasm being too strong to handle. But three strong men hands stop you from moving away from the pleasure,forcing you to feel every wave and earthquake that comes crashing down onto your body.

You stay panting open mouthed into Illumi's, body shaking and trying to recover. Chrollo finally pops off your boob,a small smile painting his dark features. "You did so good. So,so,so good." Hisoka arises from your thighs,"Mmh and you tastes so good too." He rubs your unshaven legs,squeezing and gripping the flesh harshly as he does so. He licks the sheeny slick off your lips,making your turn away from the lewd sight.

"Do you think one orgasm has helped you eased up a little?" Chrollo asks. You're about to nod but you remember his words a few minutes and instead opt for verbally answering,"Yes,I can handle everything now."

Chrollo and Hisoka stare at Illumi,warningly. "We're letting you be in her first because you're a virgin too but if you can't control yourself we won't hesitate to hurt you." Chrollo spits out with venom. "And here," Hisoka tosses a colorful green condom his way,"put this on before you fuck her. You won't be breeding her anytime soon." Illumi catches the colorful item and looks at it in disdain,much preferring to fill you with his kids instead. He doesn't resist though and snuggly slides on the protection. You find it intimidating how you're the only one really showing the most skin,Illumi just having his cock out of his pants and Chrollo and Hisoka still relatively clothed as well.

The male walks to your spread legs,his cool hands making sure to spread them even farther for better access. He slots himself between them and places his upper half to partly lean against yours, chest flush with yours. He cradles your face in his single hand and very slowly begins to slide into you.

Your moans and his slight gasps pair together before he's fully in. You felt your self shape and stretch to accommodate the length inserted. "Oh...'Lumi." Your meaty hands reach for his back,slotting the fingers into the muscles on it. He begins an unsure thrust,still trying to get used to the warmth and wetness he could still feel even with the condom. But once he gets the momentum he's practically ramming into,forcing you to call and moan for him,the hands on his back scratching at it.

The motions of the hands stop though because Chrollo reaches for it,bringing it low to touch his now free and throbbing cock. He looks at you expectantly,hunger and desire eating up his charcoal eyes. You wrap an unsure hand around the length,going up and down at a even pace. "Fuck...just like that (Reader). Doing so good." He praises.

You're met with another hungry man,begging for much needed attention. Hisoka's hand turns your face towards your him, a throbbing pink tip being only near millimeters away from your lips. "Say ahh~" You expect him to place his cock in your mouth but instead a long line of saliva falls flat on your tongue. "Swallow it." You do and that's met with astounding praise,"Good girl! Now you deserve my dick." Hisoka slowly slides the the expanse of his dick inside your mouth.

You struggle to move your head but the man aids you by moving your head for you,a large hand bobbing your head up and down. “Mmf! You’re doing so good! Taking me so well!”

You feel yourself melting into the pleasure you’re receiving and giving. You feel comfortably void of any thought—the body taking over any type of consciousness. You don’t know how long you feel Illumi thrust into,making you see stars when he’s particularly rough—you know though that you cum with a muffled moan that vibrates against Hisoka’s cock.

It’s a domino effect it seems—Illumi cums soon after then Chrollo who spurts his cum on your hand and face,finally Hisoka cums in your throat—a slender hand rubbing against the pudge of your cheek,rewarding you for the hard work.

You slump against the bed,feeling like you can actually focus and breath again. “ ‘m tired.” You mumble against Hisoka’s smooth thigh. “No no,that just won’t do. You’re not done yet.” Hisoka purrs. You sit up,”What do you mean?” Chrollo wipes off his cum that’s partially splattered on your forehead and other cheek,bringing his hand to your lips to clean him up. You do while he says something that makes your tired body prepared again,”We want more. We want to feel you more.”

Illumi shows how serious those words are by his flaccid cock getting hard inside again. “It’s my turn to be in her Illumi,don’t be greedy.” Hisoka says. “I get to have her mouth.” Chrollo says happily,already caressing your puffy lips.

For the rest of the night they use you as a unit—abusing every hole they can get their greedy cock in. Working as a group for their own selfish reason—you.

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[after-witch]

Best Regards [Hisoka x Reader]

Title: Best Regards [Hisoka x Reader]

Synopsis: You're tasked with looking for Hisoka on the Black Whale. You get more than you bargained for.

Word count: 3800ish

notes: violent noncon, sexual assault, violence against reader, descriptions of blood and injuries, victim blaming against reader

It was not in your nature to question Chrollo Lucilfer, and you weren’t about to do it now. Even when there was a small, hard, resilient pit in your stomach that wondered if this was the right move. Or if perhaps you should have said something earlier, before everyone separated. It’s not as if Chrollo was ever unreasonable, but everything was for the good of the Spider and if that meant acquiescing to his decision in this case, when he seemed so intent. 

He had asked you to allow him to keep your nen until Hisoka was found and dealt with, and you handed it over without a complaint. Of course you did. It was the first time he’d ever asked for your nen, and if you were willing to self-reflect a little deeper,  you might admit that it was at least a little flattering. 

You weren’t, you knew, the strongest (or even close to it) of the Spiders. You couldn’t mow down a group with a sweep of your arm or lift up an oncoming car and throw it into traffic. When it came to delegating who was leading the charge in a mission that required anything like that,  you were certainly not at the front.

You weren’t helpless. You could hold your own in certain types of combat, of course. Nobody in the Troupe was weak against the typical combatants you personally came across. Over-eager mafia guards with faith in their guns; greedy non-combatants eager to buy priceless forbidden trinkets… all could be dealt with using the knife in your pocket or a hard, horrible kick to their neck, cracking the bones like an egg. 

But if push came to shove with a nen user, well… there was a reason  you were not typically sent out alone. Your own nen was useful to the Troupe, but for reconnaissance only. Once you encountered a person, you could immediately identify them through their body heat signature through any surface.

All you had to do was activate your nen and begin to search, and spot the particular pulsating colors assigned to your target. From there, the rest of the Troupe could do what they needed. Which, admittedly, often involved the gruesome demise of said target--then or later, tied to a chair after all the information had been cut out of them. 

Maybe you weren’t the strongest fighter. But you were loyal to the death, and Chrollo knew that. It was an attribute that one must have, in order to be a proper spider. That’s what brought the lot of you to this godforsaken ship, after all, isn’t it? 

But now you were left without your nen, without that distinct advantage that gave you the upper hand when it came to finding your target. Chrollo would put it to good use. And he needed it more than you, because you certainly weren’t going to kill Hisoka, even if you managed to find him. 

If you did find him… well. You were stealthy.  You would slink away and find one of the others and set a beautiful chain reaction in motion, one that ended up with Hisoka exactly where he belonged. 

But first… to find him.

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To call the Black Whale a “ship” was an understatement. It was not a ship. No, It was an entire country, teeming with life; with people, fights, loves, friends and so many dirty little secrets.

Hisoka was one of those dirty little secrets. He was somewhere on this ship, and come hell or high water, he would be found. By Chrollo. By the others. By you, perhaps. And he would be dealt with, as others had been in the past. 

The only problem was--how in the hell were you going to find him?

WIthout your nen, you were left to rely on your natural senses. They were heightened of course, but that didn’t necessarily make it an easy task. There were thousands of people on this tier alone… crowds and crowds, weaving in and out of public areas, arguing over this and that, laughing, yelling, calling to so-and-so over the noise. 

In theory, Hisoka should be easy to spot. He was tall. He was outrageous. He never failed to make a splash, appearance-wise. If he was walking in a crowd, it wouldn’t be impossible to spot him, if you were looking for him. Yet no matter what room you searched, how many faces you scanned, he wasn’t there.

You’d wondered, though, if he might have altered his looks before getting on the ship. Maybe he toned them down to avoid being too obvious. 

He had to know that the Troupe would follow him. He wasn’t stupid. He was many things, yes, but never stupid. 

You pass yet another common area--this one even dingier than the last, which seems to be the trend--that proves to be fruitless, filled with only groups of people in varying states. Some look tired or hungry or sick. Some are arguing. Some holding hands. Some yelling after one another to come-back-so-we-can-do-this-and-that. 

But no Hisoka. The same as the other rooms, the other corridors. Countless people, blurry faces that you wouldn’t remember in a few seconds, none of them the person that you were desperate to find. If only you could see his damn body signature. 

And really… but oh, the thought shouldn’t come to you, because Chrollo would not have brought any of you here (surely) were it not true. Yet here it comes anyway, slow and practical: Is Hisoka even on the ship? 

You glance around you, taking in the mundane faces once more. He could be here. He could be in hiding. He could be in disguise. 

Or he could be somewhere else entirely, and all of this was a trap meant to lure the Troupe onto the Black Whale. Or maybe he was--

“Found you~!” 

There’s no time to react to the deceptively jovial nature of Hisoka’s voice before your body whips backward and your stomach lurches hard, yanked by the power of nen-induced gravitational forces that pull you completely against his chest and refuse to let you move forward. 

But you’re not helpless, are you? No. Your hands move quickly, pulling out the knife in your pocket and preparing to jab straight into an artery. Chrollo might not be happy if Hisoka bled out here and now, but it’s better than letting him get away--alone or with you.

Hisoka is faster, and your knife is thrust out of your hand with a sticky sound. You can tell Hisoka is gripping the handle tightly when the point of the knife is pressed against your back. Not in subtle warning, but truly pressed, the point digging into your flesh with a flash of pain.  You can feel blood trickling down, wetting against your shirt, where it will surely stick and stain.

“You never were the strongest, hm?” His voice is right in your ear, his breath a mixture of some sweet concoctions. Gum and candy and mints. “Why did dear Chrollo send you out alone…” 

You feel your lips curl up in a sneer, for all the good it does you, but whatever insult your mind was going to conjure is lost when Hisoka lets off a soft little hum and begins to drag you--though the word is perhaps not quite correct, as you’re stuck to him with his damn Bungee Gum--away. All the while, the knife stays in the flesh of your back, burning every time he gives it a little twist. 

No one in this part of the ship pays you any attention after they see who’s dragging you. Eyes glance over you and quickly look away. Someone skitters off--maybe to find whatever passes for law enforcement, though they had precious little presence in this part of the Black Whale--but you don’t place faith in them.  You never placed faith in anyone but Chrollo and to a different extent, the other members of the Troupe.

Present company excluded, of course. 

Before Hisoka dips into one of the winding corridors past the common room,  you jerk your hand behind your back. Hisoka easily bats it away, keeping you from grabbing the knife--or so he thinks. You let the blood you’ve gathered from your wounded back drip down your fingers onto the floor. You leave another smear on a wall just before Hisoka turns. 

Blood, deep and red--your version of Hansel’s pitiful breadcrumbs. 

With any luck, someone from the Troupe will find it. 

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The maze of the Black Whale has never been as irritating as it is now. Soon enough, Hisoka has taken you away from even the outskirts of the level, into what must be some little-used crew spaces. The room he seems to decide upon is sparse and dark, with metal walls and a few gas lamps giving the room a soft glow. There are no beds or furniture, only the lamps and a barred clock. Maybe it was meant to be a crew quarter before it was abandoned.

Doesn’t matter. What does matter is that once Hisoka has locked the door (where did he get a key? The question is tucked away for later, for Chrollo, for the others) he releases you from his hold and you stumble forward. Your back aches and the damn knife is still in his hand, twirled easily with his fingers. 

He doesn’t quite look like himself. Gone are the ostentatious clothing and styled hair. Instead, he’s wearing something simple, a dark shirt and trousers, and his hair hangs loose. He’s still Hisoka, there’s no doubt about that. The smile alone is enough to give him away, now that you’re up close. But it’s enough to make him blend in with the masses, when you aren’t sure who you are looking for. 

“Well?” He asks, splaying his arms out, holding the knife carelessly--like a toy. “Do you want to play? Or shall we wait for the others?” The light of the gas lamps makes his visage even more irritating to you. You want to shine a spotlight on him, show him for what he is. 

You take a fighting stance, and he only quirks his head at you before his smile grows wider. More indulgent. But there’s no judgment on your end for that, no need for a bruised ego or snapping words. You’re not a combative fighter, and you never were. You could hold your own sometimes but… against Hisoka? The thought isn’t even worth entertaining. 

But what else were you supposed to do? 

With your back bleeding and your nen (such as it was) gone, you launched yourself at Hisoka with just the faintest hope of lasting long enough for backup to arrive. 

How quickly it ends would be laughable, if you could find any of this funny. The knife he pilfered from you flies through the air, aimed at your chest--my heart, you think--and you manage to dodge just enough for the knife to slice your shoulder, cutting your shirt and taking off a layer of skin. It was thrown so hard that the blade slides right into the metal wall. 

You could whirl around and try to grab it. But it’s smarter to keep an eye on Hisoka, so you do.

And… so does he. His eyes roam up and down, and it makes your stomach begin to harden, your thoughts turning to things they normally didn’t in a situation like this. 

“Ohh,” Hisoka says, voice slow and sticky as his telltale trick. “Well, that’s a sight.” 

You don’t know what he means at first. But when the sting of your missing skin catches up with you, you glance down at your injured shoulder. The knife cut through the fabric of your shirt as well as your bra strap, both of which now hang limply down, exposing one bared breast. 

There’s only so fast your thoughts can go, trapped in a metal room with Hisoka, no clear way out, and a knife firmly embedded into the wall. Your eyes dart here and there, desperate for options. If you could get the knife out, you might be able to keep him occupied long enough for someone else to spot your blood, and if they did--

Hisoka sighs, interrupting your thoughts, and it’s almost like a croon which makes the hairs on your arm stand on end. Sensing danger was a skill you developed as a child, and it was no less fine-tuned as an adult. Something was going to happen. Something awful. 

“Well, well--why not?” He asks himself. There’s a smile on his face and his voice and it sets your nerves on edge. “We’ll be here for a while. Don’t want to get bored, do we?” 

You only have time to get out a gruff “What are you tal--” before Hisoka swoops in, extending his leg for a kick, and breaks your leg with his foot. It’s as simple as breaking a twig for him, and for you there is a bright flash in your vision just before you go down. The sound of the crunch is almost worse than the pain, but only for a moment, when you land hard and awkward and the pain bursting in your ribs sends stars into your eyes.

But you don’t cry out. You’re better than that, at least, it’s the one thing you hold onto in the moment as adrenaline and pain compete for attention in your racing mind.

Something else elbows in, as well, almost literally--Hisoka, pouncing down on you, tall and looming. His wrists grab your arms and pin them down to the ground. The carpetless floor is cold but you can feel sweat--or perhaps it’s the blood from your back--underneath.

“Should I break these too?” Hisoka muses, not quite addressing you. He’s smiling softly, almost serenely. It makes you hate him more. “I do so want to hear all your pretty noises.”

Hot breath pushes in and out through your nose and you grit your teeth.

“Fuck you,” you say, before spitting right in his satisfied, smiling, smug face. 

But the bastard doesn’t change his expression at all. The thin dab of spit sits on his cheek and he just beams down at you, the skin around his eyes crinkling.

“Well, it was your idea.”

You see his hand curl in a fist just before he punches his wrist out, short and swift, and breaks your nose. The sound of the crunch is registered first, before a heavy, sharp pain--the pain of splitting bone fragments--spreads across your face. Unbidden tears stream down your eyes, and you feel and taste the blood that pours from your nose rather than smell it. 

“You know,” Hisoka says, leaning close, his breath hot on your bleeding face, “on some women, this might make them look less pretty. But on you?” He sticks out his tongue and laps at the spot underneath your nose, teasing your upper lips. “It’s darling. Really.”

“Fuck you,” you repeat, a hint of bubble in your tone from the blood that makes its way into your mouth. You spit, managing to dribble some of it out. It oozes down your chin with your drool and tears.

Hisoka reaches out and tucks a sweaty piece of hair behind your ear.

“Eager, aren’t we?” 

Somehow, it didn’t register before, what Hisoka meant. What Hisoka was planning. 

You aren’t stupid. You’ve seen him act vulgar before; seen him groan and wet his lips in battle, flirting, cooing, sometimes even sporting an erection visible through his pants.

Speaking of--you glance down and see that “sometimes” has occurred now. And it’s then that things seem to click into place in your frazzled mind, pushing through the pain in your back and your leg and your face. 

He’s going to…

The word doesn’t come, because Hisoka busies himself by tearing off the rest of your shirt, the bra flying to the wall with it. You have the presence of mind to strike out when his fingers dance along the waistband of your pants, but it does you no good. He grips your fingers firmly--they might be fractured, but there’s a rush of humiliating adrenaline that keeps you from focusing on it--and peels off your pants and underwear in a surprisingly swift motion. At least, you think dimly, he didn’t rip them. 

There’s a slow thought process that begins to weave its way into your brain. What should you do, now? It wasn’t something that happened, wasn’t something even on the radar, of previous assignments and missions and heists. People who hated the Troupe wanted all of you dead. No one had--to your knowledge--tried to do something like this before. No one had been strong or smart enough to even get this close to you, much less the members who were physically stronger. 

But this was Hisoka, and a completely different scenario. One that you found yourself unprepared for, physically and otherwise. Do you fight? You won’t win. Do you seethe and tell him exactly what you think of him? He might get annoyed and kill you, and then you’d be useless to everyone. 

At least if you live, they’ll know Hisoka is on the ship. You can still help. You can still--

There’s a condescending gentle pat to your cheek--then another, and another. It doesn’t hurt directly but it jostles your face, causing fresh, sharp pain to shoot up your nose. 

“Are you still there? Don’t pass out on me now… you should be able to take a few broken bones.”  

You feel your gaze harden and it only makes him laugh. He traces a shape--a heart, the fucker--on your cheek with his finger before taking both of your wrists and pinning them next to your head on the floor. 

When you glance down again, you realize he’s pulled down his trousers, which must be discarded somewhere in the room. You can see his naked, erect cock and there’s a strange realization that comes over you.

He’s going to fuck you. Here, in this isolated room, underneath the ocean. He might kill you after. Or during, who knows. It’s a fact that this will happen and that these are possibilities. The logical part of your brain holds onto this fact, as if it might make it easier. 

“Ready?” He smiles down at you.

You’re not ready, and he knows this, and that’s what makes it fun for him. 

He pushes inside with a single hard thrust, and you feel a burning sear on your insides as he presses his cock fully inside you with no attempt to ease himself (or you) into things. 

“Mmm,” he groans, pulling out just enough to thrust back in again. “Tighter than I thought. The boss hasn’t had you?” 

There’s a blossoming pain in your chest. Broken ribs or humiliation or some terrible mixture of both. 

You grit your teeth and you don’t say exactly what you want to say, because it might make him angry enough to kill you, but you can’t let things slide entirely.

“Don’t--” Your breath hitches when he thrusts inside you harder than before, you’re sure you must be bleeding between your legs now. But you force yourself to continue.

“Don’t talk about him… you… you traitor.” You wish the word had some weight, but you can tell it means nothing to Hisoka. 

At least nothing bad. Because you can feel his cock twitch inside you and it makes bile rise in your throat, hot and stinging. 

Hisoka runs his fingers through your hair. There’s something sticky on his fingers--your blood?--that makes you wince. The deceptive gentleness only lasts a moment before he backhands you, catching your broken nose on his fingers. Tears fall from your eyes against your will, and you feel fresh blood trickle out of your nose. 

“So mouthy! I love it!” 

His cock twitches again and you feel him sigh at the sensations it must give him, to be forcing himself on you, thrusting himself in and out of your abused sex.

You don’t know how long it goes on. Long enough for the searing pain to turn into burning ache, for the pain between your legs to blur together with the pain everywhere else. 

But eventually he must be reaching his limit, because he begins to speed up his thrusts, pressing the fingers on your wrist down enough to hurt. 

“Tell Chrollo,” he says, a hint of an uncontrolled, breathy pant in his name finally creeping in at the direct use of Chrollo’s name, “that this is his fault.” 

HIsoka’s fingers tighten on one of your wrists as he increases his force and his speed, and you feel and hear the crunch, the sharp pain joining the ache of your battered body. 

“He sent you alone,” he continues, thrusting harder with every word. “He took your nen, semi-useless as it is.” 

There’s no grand finale to his orgasm, only the feel of his muscles tensing above you, a single final push as he emptied himself inside you. And then Hisoka himself, leaning in to whisper in your ear, voice dripping with deceitful honey. 

“He should have known better than to send a weak thing like you to look for me. He could have at least let you keep your nen… then you might have seen me coming, no?”

A chaste kiss is pressed to your cheek. You feel the stickiness of clear lip gloss left behind. Ah, you think, a dull, slow, stupid thought. Then he didn’t give up his vanity entirely on the ship. 

You don’t move from your spot on the ground. You’re not sure you want to try, just yet. You hear Hisoka’s footsteps receding, hear the whining of the metal door opening and the clang of it shutting behind him. 

For a while, you hear nothing at all. Nothing except your ragged breath. 

And then your grunts and irritatingly soft whimpers as you slowly, agonizingly sit up. You don’t want to be found like this. Weak and bleeding and…

Your fingers fish around on the floor until you find your torn shirt, your underwear, your pants.  It takes you a long time to get redressed. Your shirt doesn’t even cover you fully, and you fumble with your aching fingers and likely broken wrist to tie it off, giving you an ounce of modesty.

Every part of you aches. Some parts of you are broken. There’s a horrible soreness between your legs, and you know without checking that it’s not just Hisoka’s seed that’s leaking out of you but blood. 

But you manage it. Carefully. Painfully. 

Sometime later, the door opens again, a metallic whine.

But it’s not Hisoka, come to brag or finish you off. It’s Chrollo, standing alone, the lights of the hallway obscuring everything but his silhouette, which wavers despite the fact that he’s standing in place. Your vision is spotty, dizzying--from the blood loss or the pain or the stress or all of it at once. 

His footsteps to you are slow, careful. You dimly register him kneeling in front of you and saying your name. You feel his eyes looking you over, and it’s a different feeling than Hisoka staring at your exposed, broken, bleeding body. But it’s just as open, and you only just resist the urge to curl up on yourself and hide what little that you can.

It would just aggravate your wounds, anyway.

You don’t see Chrollo’s expression when everything clicks into place, but oh, damn it all. You hear his breath hitch and somehow that hurts more than your broken ribs. 

“Look at me,” he says finally, his voice soft but commanding. 

And you do. Chrollo’s expression is neutral, calm. It’s what you need, maybe. What he thinks you need? You’re not sure if there’s a difference. 

“Hisoka.” He doesn’t elaborate further, and he doesn’t need to.

You nod. 

“I’ll have you taken care of,” he tells you. His words are slow and deliberate, and there’s an inkling of shame in your chest at them. You shouldn’t be in this position, not in front of Chrollo or at all. You’re meant to be above this weakness. Aren’t you?

There’s a few moments, and you’ve been around Chrollo to know what he’s going to ask next. It doesn’t make the way it turns your stomach sour any less unpleasant.

“Did he say anything important to you?” 

You think. You wet your lips, tasting blood and mucus. 

And then you shake your head. No. You won’t tell Chrollo what Hisoka said, because despite the way his words twisted something in you, deep down--it’s not true. You’re an adult. You joined the Troupe, fought for your place in it. You joined the mission. You agreed to go alone, agreed to hand over your nen. 

Chrollo sighs. He inspects you, again, looking for tell-tale signs of what you won’t say to him. 

And then he tells you, simply--

“You don’t have to lie. Not to me.”

It’s not an order. It’s not even a request, not really. It’s an admission of the fact that he trusts you and you trust him and you don’t have to keep things from him.

In the end, you don’t know what’s more bitter. Your failure, the mucus-tinged blood on your tongue, or the stilted admission that comes next. 

"He said it was your fault. He said you shouldn't have sent me alone without at least my nen so I could at least see him coming.” 

Your words sound robotic, even to your ears. How does Chrollo hear them? Hopefully for the mechanical repetition that they are. You don’t want the words to carry any weight, because you don’t believe them. 

Chrollo closes his eyes. Then he looks at you, and it might just make you cry. Because his expression, just for the moment that he allows you to take it in, is absolutely dreadful. 

It passes, and you’re glad, and maybe it’s the blood loss but you swear there’s a euphoric relief when Chrollo’s expression returns to neutral and he merely wraps his arm around you and assists you up.

You let him, biting your cheek to keep quiet with all of the pain in your broken, used body as he assists you to your feet--or rather, your one unbroken foot--before lifting you into his arms to carry you out.

You don’t want to wince. Or whimper. Or do anything but let your mouth fill up with fresh blood from the blisters from your teeth, the consequence of keeping quiet now. 

Because above all, you don’t want to see that look in Chrollo’s eyes ever again. 

In fact, you realize, grim--you’d rather die than see that look once more.

#hisoka x reader #hisoka morrow x reader #darkfic #afterwitch writes

[brivinty]

LOVE SOSA..? THESE B!TCHES ♡ SOSA! ★

Featuring; SPY! Kurapika x SPY! Reader (female)

— Masterlist —

TW; implied that Kurapika is a little bit of a pervert, smut with somewhat plot, multiple orgasms (f), overstimulation, degradation, praise, mirror sex, and orgasm denial. Summary: You're an undercover spy that works for Kurapika to get The Kurta Clans Eyes from specific areas, though the outfits you wear are a little too much for Kurapika's liking.

| Reqs Open | (Bye I was gone for like a month, but I'm back so...)(Like I have so many drafts on my notes that I just refuse to finish...)

You were in the passenger seat of the car suiting up, Kurapika was driving while giving you a rundown of today's mission. “Listen, this is gonna be difficult, I need you to hack into the second floor, no other floor, just the second floor,” Kurapika said looking at you from the corner of his eye watching the way your thighs spilled out your high-slit dress. “Why only the second floor?” You asked packing your guns underneath the covered part of the dress. “Because I said so,” Kurapika states sassily. “Jeez ok, no need to get snappy” you state pulling down the sun visor, and checking if your necklace is straight.

“Why are you always wearing that showy dress,” Kurapika asks stopping at the red light and leaning back in his seat. “Because I like it, and it matches with your suit!” You whine as he sighs chuckling to himself. “Ok I get it, but it’s just, don’t you ever feel cold?” He asked and you laugh at his question. “Can’t be cold when my blood is coursing through my veins.” You say before turning around and bending over the seat to get something out of the back of the car.

Kurapika almost let out a groan seeing your ass snug against the dress, he felt his dick spur underneath his slacks, and he quickly snapped his head the other way brushing a hand through his hair. Once you sat back down taking your heels from the back you looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. “You, ok? You look uneasy.” You ask clipping your heels onto your feet. “M’fine, someone just pissed me off.” He said and you shrugged at him before pulling your phone out. The rest of the ride was silent, the only thing heard were sounds coming from your phone.

Once you two made it there you threw your shawl over your shoulders, smiling seeing Kurapika open the car door for you. “Awh, how gentleman-like of you.” You tease making him roll his eyes at you. You two walked your hand locking around his, you could feel eyes on the two of you as you walked in. “So much for undercover.” You muttered under your breath. “What?” Kurapika whispered back at you as you two sat down at a table waiting for the speech to start. “Hisoka, over there.” You said and Kurapika didn’t make too much of a show but quickly flickered his eyes over to see Hisoka next to Illumi, and he gruffed seeing Hisoka eye him as well.

“Don’t think much of it, ignore it,” Kurapika said and you nodded. Once the speech was over you and Kurapika got up and saw the target, he pulled you by the small of your back pressing you up against him. You bit back a moan feeling his grip on you. He leaned down towards your ear. “Sorry, found the target, get to the second floor, don’t make it suspicious.” He whispered his breath fanning your ear. He fixed the top of your dress before slipping an earpiece into your ear and walking away from you. You let out a deep breath. ‘What the fuck was that about?!’ You thought to yourself, feeling your panties slowly dampen.

You made your way upstairs but were shocked to be met with a guard, you were quick to gun him down stepping on his earpiece before finally making it upstairs. You quickly hacked into the room, sighing contently when you found the eyes safely placed on the table. You quickly grabbed it but were shocked to feel a pair of hands wrap around your neck and cover your mouth. You struggled to escape until you heard a gunshot and the hands let go of you. You quickly turn to see Kurapika stuffing his gun back in his pocket.

“What would you do without me huh?” He said with a smirk before looking at the eyes and inspecting them. You rolled your eyes at him, too dazed to respond to him. He nodded before grabbing it and walking away. “Are you not gonna tell me thank you?” You sassed and he looked at you from over his shoulder and smiled. “Thanks.” He quickly said as you two made your way up the stairs. You two finally made it to the roof and he placed the eyes carefully into a bag, putting on his parachute. “There’s no way we’re flying down.” You state and he looks over at you questioning you with his look.

“Uh, yea?” Kurapika said grabbing you by the waist. “We’re not doing that, no way!” You argue trying to get him to let go, but he was quick to tighten his grip on you and jump off the roof, gliding on the way to the car. You yelled before quickly wrapping your legs around his waist and putting your hands around his neck. “I fucking hate you for this!” You squeal out your eyes squeezed shut. “You’ll get over it.” Kurapika was quick to reply rolling his eyes.

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You two made it into the car and you let out a sigh, happy to be on land and not in the air. Kurapika started to drive and you both were startled when you heard a gunshot, bullets flying toward the car. You were quick to get up and stand on top of the center console, opening the sunroof and taking your gun out. You shot at them until you saw multiple people come into sight. “Drive! Fuck! Drive!!” You yelled at Kurapika and he started speeding away. You quickly sat back down into your seat panting trying to get a good look through the rearview mirror.

“Turn to a hotel or something!” You yelled and he makes a sharp turn swerving into a corner and you sighed when they drove past you two. Kurapika then drove to a hotel and you two got out taking the eyes and putting them in a briefcase to avoid suspicion. “Yes, a room for two please,” Kurapika said and the lady nodded giving them a key. “Please enjoy your stay, and don’t forget to check out after!” She told you two as you both walked to the elevator. “I’m gonna take a hot bath and a long nap.” You say and Kurapika chuckles. “Same here.”

And you rolled your eyes. “Don’t be a liar, you’ll shower, makes more mission plans, then read a book, then go to bed.” You say and he laughs. “You’re right, but I’m genuinely tired today,” Kurapika says, but that’s all just a lie, he’s not tired he’s just hiding his hard cock from being seen by you.

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You two walked into the hotel room, but your jaws slacked when you saw that there was only one bed. “I call dibs” You were quick to say and Kurapika snapped his head towards you. “What?? I saved you today, so I should get it.” He retaliated. “Ok yea? But I saved our car from getting bullet fucked!” You yelled and he rolled his eyes. The two of you eyed each other, then the bed, then each other again. You both dashed to the bed pushing each other out of the way. “Ha!” You yelled your body on the bed before his and Kurapika groaned before pulling you off and slamming his body onto the bed before letting out a sigh of relief. “I relaxed on it first though.”

“That doesn't count!” You yelled before trying to pull him off the bed but you ending up tripping and landing on top of him your head in his chest and your hips and back slightly arched. Kurapika looked at you before groaning, this time not being able to bite it back. “F-fuck sorry!” You stuttered before getting up but landing on your ass, which made you land on his crotch, and you could feel his hard-on poke at your cunt. You moaned out and the two of you looked at each other eyes blown out wide. “A-are you gonna— fuck— get off..?” Kurapika asked trying his best not to move, because if he did he’d probably cum in his pants.

“Are you hard right now?” You asked and he groaned at you before rolling his eyes. “Did you get hard looking at one of the ladies’s during our mission..?” You teasingly said and he groaned giving you a disgusted look. “No, I barely even looked at anyone while I was there except for the target.” He said and you looked up thinking. “And the only person you talked to was me? Which means..? You’re hard for me?” You said giving him a seductive look, a hint of lust dusted in your eyes.

He looked away from your eyes sitting up but you quickly pushed him down. “You are hard for me, aren't you? Do I get you excited?” You asked leaning over to get next to his ear. “What do you want me to say y/n..?” He asked breathlessly his hand finding its way to your waist. If you were gonna tease, he might as well tease back. “I dunno, whatever you wanna say blondie.” You replied your breath hitched, feeling his hands travel around your lower area. “Yea, I got hard because of you.” He growled in your ear before placing a kiss on your cheek. “You and this damn outfit.” He muttered grabbing the plush of your ass and slapping it before kneading it.

You yelped your body jolting. You felt him rub your ass before traveling down to your thighs, gripping them. “I wish you could see what I was seeing, anytime you fucking bent over, I was so close to seeing -- fuck-- everything,” Kurapika said, and you moaned when his hand went to your inner thigh. “Don’t you think I’m a good boy for looking away?” He asked you, turning his head to look you in your eyes. “Tell me I’m good.” The blonde said his hand grabbing onto your throat, not too tight. “You’re such a good boy Blondie..” you muttered, your cheeks flushed red. You could feel his hands roaming around down to your clothed pussy and you shuttered when his hand skipped past it just barely.

“Fuck blondie… either you fuck me right now, or-“You didn’t get to finish your sentence because you were cut off by him kissing you roughly. “Tell me you want it, I won’t touch you anywhere unless you say it.” He said and you whined, trying to back your ass onto his hand annoyed when he moved it away. “I want it…” You whined out and groaned when you caught him smirking you. “Your so annoying.” You say and he laughs at you, his hand making its way to your waist. He swiftly spun you onto your back. Before littering kisses down your neck, you tilted your head to the side allowing him more access.

Suddenly you felt the cold spike, your nipples hardening at the sudden intrusion of the cold. Giggling when you felt him struggle to unclip your bra. “Instead of laughing, you could try helping me you know that?” He sassed making you smile as he grunted in frustration but immediately gasped when you heard the bra tear, and his lips connect to one of your nipples. “You better- buy me a new fucking bra blondie...” You say not angry in the slightest.

Your sighs turned into gasps as he pinched onto your other nipple. He pulled away before smiling at you enjoying the sight of you disheveled already. “Should see how pretty you look right now.” He said with a smile. “Take a photo, make it last longer.” You said with a smirk, but it dropped when he looked up in thought, making you laugh. “It was a- “you tried speaking but got cut off when Kurapika picked you up and moved the two of you to the bathroom pursuing your front against the counter, turning the lights on. “There you go, now I’m not the only one getting to see how pretty you look.” He said with a smile pressing his hard on against your ass.

You felt your knees weaken, the thought of him fucking you in front of a mirror was a little too much to handle. He led his hand up to your neck gripping onto it kissing your cheek then turning your head to press a kiss to your lips. You both started off slow, but then the eagerness from both of you seeped through. You moaned out when he bit onto your lip before pulling away from you and then turning your head to the mirror. He pushed his middle and ring finger into your mouth, and almost out of instinct you started to suck onto them.

You swirled your tongue around his finger, then he pressed his fingers down on your tongue before pulling it out of your mouth. The sight he was seeing from the mirror made him harder, and yet he still didn’t think that would be possible. You felt him rip your panties as well as sighed loudly. “I’ll buy you a new one, stop your damn whining.” He said annoyed and you could see him rolling his eye from the mirror. He slid his hand onto your pussy and hissed. “Fuck, how long have you been this soaked.” He grunted out, he could smell your arousal even from where he stood.

“Since we left the house..” you muttered. “You walked around all soaked like this? All hot and bothered the whole mission? Like a little slut huh..” he said making you moan out slightly embarrassed. “Yea, but I bet you were hard ever since you first told me about this mission." You sassed making him growl quietly annoyed by your tone. “Fucking brat.” He mumbled out, shoving two fingers into you. You gasped out at the sudden speed, your hand quickly going to hold onto the counter as you bent over. “Careful there, look at yourself, all wet.” He said and you whined looking anywhere but at the mirror, too embarrassed.

He let out a ‘tch’ sound before using his other hand to grip onto your cheeks turning your head to look at the mirror. You closed your eyes at the sight, your hair messed up, your lips slightly puffed and red, and his hand moving as fast as lightning from behind you. “See, now be a good girl, and make a fucking mess on my fingers, cum all over my fingers and the hotel floor like the nasty slut you are.” He said making your face flush red as your legs shook from his vicious pace you could feel your thighs clenching together, seconds away from your climax.

Not too long after you felt your release hit and you screamed out grateful for his hand that was quick to cover your mouth, knowing of the walls that might not be soundproof. He smiled at you from the mirror as you shook and writhed taking deep breaths. He licked his fingers clean before unbuckling his pants and you were shocked to see how big he was. “F-fuck, is that even gonna f-fit..?” You muttered and he smiled widely. “Of course, I will, and if I don’t, I’ll make it fit.” He says before bending you more over the counter lining his cock up with you. He slowly pushed himself into you and you sighed your head down on the counter as you whined loudly.

He groaned as he bottomed out. “You ready?” He asked and you nodded your head, as he smirked at the state you were in. He started slow, to let you adjust but couldn’t do it anymore and started to ram into you at a quick pace. “Look at that..!” He said grunting quietly. “Sucking me in real good, baby.” He said landing a slap to your ass, before pulling you closer by your hands holding them together from behind your back causing you to be forced to look at yourself.

You moaned out loudly, tears visible in your eyes while your jaw was slightly wet from saliva. “F-fuck! So good...!” You moaned out. “Harder!” You pleaded as you let him pound into you. You could feel the coil in your stomach close to snapping. “Don’t cum yet.” He said and you whined out tears now sliding down your face. “W-wait..! No I can’t..” you cried out, trying your best to hold it back as he rutted into you. “Fuck, yes you can, hold it for me.” He said as you moaned out louder when he lifted one of your legs, now pounding into you even harder.

“F-fuck..! Can’t! Can I p—please cum...?” You whined looking at him with glossy eyes from the mirror and he grunted before nodding his head. You almost screamed out loud when you finally got to let go, and Kurapika’s eyes darkened at the sight, letting you ride out your orgasm. You panted out thinking you were done but almost screamed when Kurapika started to pound into you again.

“..Fuck.. we’re not stopping until you’ve made a mess all over the floor and on me.”

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Me after finally finishing smut: 😁💃

#hxh #hxh smut #kurapika #kurapika x y/n #hunter x hunter #kurapika smut #kurapika x you #kurapika kurta #smut #hunter x hunter fanfic #kurapika fanfic

[kiame-sama]

Bunny- (Yandere!Adult-trio x Chubby!Reader)

Warnings; timelines converge from 28 Years and Bunny, mention of kidnapping, imprisonment, yandere relationships, aggressively yandere Silva, mention of imprisonment for decades, Stockholm syndrome, mention of NSFW, mention of corrupt nuns, vow breaking, my headcannon for Hisoka background, My OC for 28 years in place of Silva's wife for clarity's sake, Reader is Bunny, some 28 years MC background story, Zeno's Dove mentioned,

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Hisoka sighed as he conversed with his associates, wondering just what they were going to do now. Apparently, Illumi has been keeping secrets from Bunny and from Chrollo and Hisoka. The woman he had introduced as 'mother' was not actually his mother at all and they were now going to meet Illumi's real mother instead. However, Illumi was explaining to them exactly what his mother was like and the topic of them technically kidnapping their Bunny came up.

"Mom won't react to it well if she finds out Bunny was technically forced into a relationship and kidnapped."

"Why is this our problem?"

"Because my father is extremely protective of my mother and will also become upset if she becomes upset."

"So he gets mad, big deal."

"When it comes to my mom, it IS a big deal. Father kidnapped her 28 years ago and I barely get to see her because of how jealous father gets. Father wouldn't even let her breast feed my siblings and I as infants due to his jealousy. Besides... I do not wish to see my mom look at me with the same disappointed and disgusted look she gives father when his jealousy makes him act out. It may also show Bunny just how far those in my family are willing to go for the few they love."

"Fine," Hisoka sighed, relenting to Illumi both as a placation and as curiosity. Illumi was mysterious- even to Hisoka- and hearing the true tint of anxiety and fear to his associate's voice was far from the emotionless norm he had, "we'll not mention it. Bunny is in a good mood and probably won't say anything. ♠"

"And if she starts to," Chrollo added, "we can steer the conversation away from that."

With the three in agreement they headed to where their Bunny awaited them in the library, curled up and lightly dozing on the couch beneath a soft blanket. No doubt the blanket had been an addition after as a butler or Kikyo likely draped it over to cover the sleeping figure.

Illumi woke you with a soft forehead kiss, the sleepy hum whining from your throat as you came back to consciousness. You could barely believe how rested you felt after the small nap, the couch being a higher quality than any bed you have slept on before entering the Zoldyck estate. Everything was so high quality that you sometimes found yourself entranced with the workmanship on a wooden table that never gets used or a forgotten wood relief lining the halls. Where the opulence was suffocating at times you had to admit that the high quality bed in Illumi's room was divine in comparison to anything you have rested on in your life up to that point.

"Mmm... Yeah? What's up?"

"Come on, Bunny. It's time to meet my true mom. I have some rules for you though."

"Oh?"

"My father is very... Protective... Of my mom. He is also very jealous of anyone talking to- or interacting with- my mom. She is sensitive and has lived 28 years of imprisonment with my father, so she will have a collar and chain keeping her in her suite. She... Doesn't get to leave that set of rooms for any reason other than when my father decides she can, so she has lived in those rooms for more than half of her life.

"I know we did not give you much choice, Bunny, but compared to my mom, you are basically free. I don't want to treat you like father does with mom, so please don't upset her by mentioning it. Father may be fond of you but if he feels you are a threat in any way to mom, he will kill you."

You felt surprise flare in your mind, trying to process what you were just told only moments after waking. Part of you wanted to snap at Illumi and tell his mother about your kidnapping immediately, but another part of you gave you pause. From how Illumi spoke of his mother and father, it seemed like anything somewhat upsetting to her could lead to disaster at any moment.

On top of your awareness of your own situation and if what Illumi said was true, comparing your experience with that of his mother was shocking. Collars, chains, and the same few rooms for several literal decades sounded like complete hell to you. Never going outside and seeing so few people, you felt you would probably go insane. Not to mention Illumi had four siblings, so five children all while locked away for most of your life was a terrifying concept. Part of you even felt a bit thankful you had the freedom you did despite how you still felt trapped, at least you weren't her.

"I understand."

You answered softly before Illumi pulled you to your feet, feeling much more awake now. Chrollo and Hisoka both followed as Illumi led all of you deep into the estate, far from where you had wandered even on late nights. A kind of giddiness settled in your stomach that held a tinge of stress, wondering just what kind of person Illumi's true mother was like after years away from others.

The door that Illumi came to a stop in front of made your stomach writhe with anxieties as you saw just how heavy the door was. Everything in the estate was heavy, but that door looked as if it could withstand a direct blast from an explosion and still offer resistance. It was a door you knew you wouldn't be able to open no matter how hard you would try.

Illumi opened the door and though it could have been your imagination, for a moment it looked as if he had struggled to move it. You felt your nerves rise as you walked into the room, seeing a rather large and soft looking couch where a woman sat waiting.

She... Was stunning in a way you felt you couldn't describe. Her figure was full and curved, ample breasts and thighs on a small height, accenting the comforting presence you got from her. She wore a pair of glasses that made her expressive doe eyes seem larger, so full of wisdom and affection. Her hair was a flowing waterfall of curls that looked so soft and seemed to create a kind of halo around her. It almost seemed like stars were reflecting in her compassionate gaze, woven into the very substance of her hair and skin as if she faintly glimmered.

You were so entranced by the being of empathy in the flesh that you almost missed the towering demon behind her. Illumi's father Silva had always intimidated you since the moment you met him, those cold blue eyes endlessly analyzing every movement and behavior. After spending some time around him, that fear died down, but now it slammed back into you full force as if knocking the air from your lungs. That frozen gaze speared into the two new men in the room, his white mane of hair making him look beastly and all the more intimidating.

To think, you were so afraid of him and he wasn't even glaring at you.

As you took the whole scene in now, you saw the collar fitted around the woman's throat, the chain attached to it trailing down to the floor and out of sight. The furniture was lavish and the room was large with a kitchenette and several branching doors, a single window on the far left letting in a ray of light from the outside. It was grand, but you knew it was a prison cell beneath all of the expensive quality.

You moved towards the pair with Illumi, Hisoka, and Chrollo, feeling the weight of Silva's intense gaze pushing down almost threateningly on you. Hisoka and Chrollo seemed to also get the same impression you did, that no mercy would be given should anyone unsettle the soft woman that was Illumi's mother. She stood and took Illumi into her arms, that kind smile and true happiness telling you just how much she cared for her son.

You had considered what you would say to her and even revealing Illumi's behavior, but now you truly felt like you couldn't. Not only because you felt as if you had no room to complain, but because of how truly and deeply she cared about Illumi. She was kind and gentle and everything Silva very clearly was not, and you couldn't bare to think about someone so gold-hearted being crushed in such a way. It just wasn't worth it to you.

"Welcome back, Illumi."

Her voice held honest love, a sweetness to it that made it sound smooth as honey.

"I have someone for you to meet, mom."

"I know, your father told me you've met someone you love."

Illumi turned to you, his mother's kind eyes resting on your own as he gestured you closer. You only went as far as Illumi's side before his mother gently took your outstretched hand in both of hers, impossibly soft and comfortingly warm. She seemed genuinely excited to meet you and looked as if you had made her happier than she had ever been before.

"Hello, dear. It is so good to meet you. My name is Kiame, also known as Illumi's mom."

"Oh, uh, hi. (Y/n) (L/n), it's nice to meet you too."

"I hope we have plenty of time to get to know each other, after all, we're going to be family soon enough."

You couldn't help but return her kind smile, feeling relaxed around her and her genuine excitement with your engagement to Illumi.

"I can't help but worry about Illumi, he is my firstborn and I adore my children. I just hope you two are happy together."

It was then Illumi spoke up, seeming much more relaxed around his mother as well, letting you know how much she impacted him. Part of you realized that she was likely the only positive influence Illumi really had in his life and you would have been in a much more dangerous situation if not for her. If Illumi only had his father's side of the family, he likely would have kidnapped you and killed Chrollo and Hisoka long ago.

"Mom, I would like you to also meet my fellow associates. We three are engaged to her and so grandfather thought it best to introduce you to the three of them. Chrollo Lucilfer, Hisoka Morrow, and I share (y/n) (l/n) between the three of us."

"Well, so long as you four are happy-"

She cut off for a moment, her eyes going wide as if something caught her attention after the fact. The way she seemed to think for a moment in complete silence made you wonder just what it was that surprised her.

"Mom? Is something wrong?"

"Morrow was... the name of my teacher... Sister Morrow. She was a nun and I worked as her apprentice in the cathedral before- nevermind. It's nothing."

Illumi glanced in surprise towards Hisoka, not expecting his mother to recognize any of the names of his associates. He knew Hisoka was born in Meteor city to a mother that was a forsaken and vow-breaking nun, but it couldn't possibly be the same nun his mother spoke of. Not at all-

"My mother spoke of her apprentice often. How she saw the girl as a daughter but still wound up betraying her in the end. I learned eventually that she was afraid of being caught for what she had done, confronted by a stranger with her misdeeds. All that was demanded was to mislead her apprentice, sending her deep into the forest to never return. She waited until she began to show before fleeing to Meteor City so no one would know she had broken her vows."

"... Did she ever say who she spoke to?"

"The wealthy father of an interested man. My mother had her apprentice enter the woods alone so she could be taken as payment for not revealing the truth about what my mother had done. Never really did get why she sold her apprentice only to run away shortly after. Seems pointless to me, but she said she regretted her choice in the end."

There was a moment of silence as Illumi's mother sat in quiet contemplation of what she was just told. The way her expression turned to one of hurt made your chest ache, as if seeing her in pain upset you in some deep part of your brain. She shouldn't be sad or hurt, the pain didn't look right on her, as if her being in such pain were some kind of crime against nature.

The softest whimpering sound from her lips made Silva react, his voice a rumbling and deep growl of baritone in his chest.

"Out."

Illumi was quick to pull you back with him, his father picking his mother up and striding away to a door deeper into the room. The four of you left the room quickly and Illumi was the one to close it behind you, the large door sealing with a clear latch of the many locks that adorned it. You didn't know what to say at that moment, having been taken by surprise with the sudden shift in behavior from Illumi's parents.

"To think, Hisoka's mother was your mother's mentor."

"And his mother sold my mother to my grandfather on my father's behalf."

You managed to find your voice, trying to piece everything together despite the very sudden way things had happened. On one hand, it would seem the world was very small, and on the other you felt like some key pieces of information were missing. Beyond that, you felt like you had glimpsed the kind of person Illumi could have become if not for his mother's truly compassionate heart.

"What is your mother, Illumi?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, she is different from anyone I have met before... She seems to actually be a genuinely loving person even though she is locked up like a prisoner. I don't think any normal human would be able to live like that and not go insane."

"She is insane. She loves my father despite everything he does to hurt her... But she is kind and always has been kind. She is too good for my father and he knows it, so he hides her from almost everyone. Setting her free from him won't fix the damage he's done to her."

You glanced back at the heavy door and found yourself feeling lucky that even though your freedom was stolen away, you didn't have to live the way she did.

~~~~~~~~

You let the gentle breeze skate over your skin as the plants around you rustled playfully and danced in the wind. It had been a few days since you got to meet Illumi's mom and you had learned more about her in that time. Her situation was different from your own in many ways. She had been the one to rescue Silva from death where it had been the opposite for you and your lovers. You found yourself thankful you were not in her place or situation even though you did still resent Illumi for taking your freedom.

Currently, you sat with your three lovers, placed neatly on Chrollo's lap as Hisoka and Illumi sat on either side of you two. Chrollo was reading a book on ancient war tactics and you were somewhat reading too, only half way through a page when he was already flipping it to the next. Though the four of you were quiet at that moment, it was clear that meeting Illumi's mother had impacted you all in different ways.

Hisoka had withdrawn more than usual, reflecting on finally meeting the woman his mother loved as a child more than him and talked about with such fondness the woman may as well have been his older sibling. Chrollo was always trying to analyze and pick things apart, so though he wordlessly scanned over the book in his hands, he was likely thinking about the situation you all found yourselves in. You were stuck in thoughts of Illumi's family, realizing just how deep the trend of obsession and kidnapping really went in his bloodline. Illumi seemed the least bothered but you felt he was likely worried about his mother and about how you were taking meeting her.

Any time you thought of a question, you would voice it and one of your three lovers would respond with whatever answer they could manage. The only questions you hadn't gotten an answer to was what his mother was- as you felt a strong doubt she was really a normal human given your introduction to her- and what his grandfather had done with his obsession. Since the behavior was obviously something that came with his paternal lineage, his grandfather must have had a similar story, but you had not met or seen any sign of Illumi having a grandmother.

"I just want to know where your grandmother is. I mean, if your father keeps your mom locked up all the time and practically has her bubble-wrapped, surely your grandfather did the same?"

"No. I didn't."

The low and almost lazy tone of Illumi's grandfather drew your attention, seeing the older man standing not too far as if he had materialized out of nowhere. Even though the grip Chrollo had around you tightened, you wanted to press and pick the elder assassin's brain for answers your lovers simply didn't have. You had long figured out that his grandfather Zeno had a particular soft spot for you and that soft spot seemed to extend to Kiame as well based off of his behavior.

"So, what happened?"

You tried to push and the old man considered you silently for a moment before approaching and settling on a bench across from you four. Chrollo closed his book, actually seeming to have the same level of interest you did in gaining more pieces to the Zoldyck family puzzle.

"She died shortly after giving birth to Silva. It is a kind of family curse to have this fanatical obsession for one person in our lives, going back generations. I used to think it was part of the curse to have that loved one always die... But Silva has proven that theory wrong.

"My Dove was a fiery woman, stubborn to a fault and I mistakenly thought I could control that fire of hers through pain. She tried to run one day and I lost my temper. Had I known what would happen because of it... About two months later she gave birth to Silva, I hadn't even realized she was pregnant. None of us had. She had a cryptic pregnancy so it was a surprise to us as it was to her. Her body couldn't handle it though. The stress of what I had done and the labor wringed every last bit of life out of her. She only lived long enough to hold Silva for the first and only time."

The wind felt colder now, a chill racing down your spine as you realized just how you had been unfortunate enough to draw Illumi's attention, but fortunate enough to not have the same fate as the rest of his female ancestors. How close had you come to being forced to live the same painful cycle? You made a mental note to find time to thank Illumi's mom for raising the most sane generation of Zoldycks.

"My father did the same to my mother as I had to my Dove, and he died of heartbreak not long after. My grandfather- Maha- did the same to his bride. I feel when Illumi's mom does pass on, she will be taking Silva with her. He won't survive losing her. Illumi, take it from me, you need to keep your temper even and make sure you treat (y/n) well, you hear me? That kind of loss is suffocating and you likely won't be fortunate enough to get another chance."

His words made you curious as you felt your brain kick into action to try and make sense of something that caught your attention.

"Has anyone gotten a second chance?"

"Hm?"

"With their love, I mean. Death is pretty permanent in most cases."

"Well," Zeno gave you a knowing smile, "it is possible. Rebirth is a debated topic, but one I fully believe. Nen is a unique thing to each person, so when Nen identical to a deceased person shows up, it is hard to argue. I happen to be the only one I know of who has gotten that second chance. I found my Dove again and this time I won't make the same mistake. Born into a new life, but the Nen and the similarities are unmistakeable. I haven't yet told Silva of this unusual situation, but I doubt he would care much as he only really cares for his wife. Perhaps you will get to meet my Dove at some point, (y/n). He is restricted to my wing of the estate, however. He may be male in his current incarnation, but it changes nothing. He is still my Dove."

You were surprised to hear of someone being reborn and the fact was that Zeno couldn't care less if his reborn darling was male or not. It was clear to you just how fortunate you were when it came to Illumi even though he had technically pushed you into the relationship you now had with him. His family had done far worse and you had just barely gotten away with the most sane of the assassins in a long lineage of obsession, kidnapping, and forced relationships. Out of three generations of kidnapped lovers, you were the only one who could step foot outside of the estate hidden within the mountain.

"Anyway, (y/n), it may anger you to only have the freedoms you do, but never forget you have more freedom than any other who came before you in the Zoldyck family. I am not telling you to be grateful Illumi chose you, simply to be thankful Illumi is far more sane when it comes to you than the rest of the family would be."

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Video References for Tall Male Genshin Characters

Diluc and Alhaitham’s Burps

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Rambling About Burpy Tighnari

Cyno Video References

Some Tighnari Headcanons with Video References

Albedo Burping Headcanons

Burping Headcanons for Thoma and Ayato

Burping Headcanons for Heizou

Kaveh Burping Headcanons

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Loid Burping on Command

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OBEY ME

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ATTACK ON TITAN

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Why? Pt.1

Hisoka x reader

Angst, hurt, a sprinkle of fluff. Hisoka tells you that he no longer loves you…

Your pov

Why? That’s the question I keep asking myself. Why did he go? What did I do? That night replays in my head like a broken record. It drains me and it makes me ill. He made so many promises to me. Promises I knew he wouldn’t keep, but I thought maybe I’d be different. Maybe I could be the one he could love. I have so much, but got nothing in return. Now he’s gone. Probably off with someone else saying the same things he said to me. Hisoka is a liar and a true heartbreaker. But I truly cannot see myself not loving him. It’s been three months since I’ve seen him or even heard anything from him. But what do I care? He’s the one that left. I can’t keep crying into my pillow at night wishing he was there. He’s never coming back and it’s time to move on. 

Truth is, moving on isn’t as easy as I wanted it to be. I’m currently working at the bakery I’ve worked at for years. Serving customers as I normally would. Putting on my pretty fake smile and voice so that no one can see my raging pain. He “loved” me more than anyone I had ever been with before. He showed me things that I would’ve never seen if it weren’t for him. My chest feels like a open would that will never heal no matter what I try. My boss, Kyo, is starting to notice how I drift off into my own thoughts. She never says anything, but I know she’s worried. She’s always been so caring. Kyo was the first person I went to after Hisoka left. I never told her what happened and she never asked. I appreciate that from her because I wish I didn’t have to constantly remember that night…

Three months ago…

I waited for him like I always did. Hisoka never stayed for more than a week at a time. Always saying he had work to do and how important it was. I never questioned him about it because I understood the importance of my own job.

I suddenly heard the front door open. Sitting up from the couch I greeted him with the same sweet smile I always gave him. Despite his absence, I still loved him. And I always had hope that once his job was done, we could go back to how we were before.

This time was different, he didn’t smile back. In fact he looked at me like I was a total stranger. He stood there with the door still open staring at me not saying a word. It’s was strange and I swear I got a chill down my spine from the intensity. My throat got dry and my anxiety was high. I knew something was wrong, but I never could imagine the words that wold come out of his mouth…

“I have no need for you any longer. You are far too weak for someone like me. You no longer interest me. Look at you. You’re a mess. You look like you’ve aged since I’ve been gone. Thankfully after tonight I will never have to lay a single eye on your pathetic self.” Hisoka said with laced with venom.

I froze. I couldn’t move. All those years of “I love you’s.” All those years of him saying I didn’t need to be strong that my love was strong enough. How beautiful I was to him. How he told me he cared for me. Now, all gone with a single paragraph of hurtful words.

“Why?” I whispered

“Like I said I have no use for you any longer.” Hisoka spoke

My heart shattered with his words. He meant it. He was telling the truth. This was as serious as I’ve ever heard him. My eyes poured and my body felt hot. Hisoka just stood there watching. Staring at my broken figure. Finally, after a few minutes, he turned around and walked out of my life forever…

Back to present…

Back out of my daze I finally noticed a customer staring at me with an uncomfortable expression on their face. I quickly apologized and received their order. As much as I want to move on and know I should. I still cannot get over him. But I will try because that’s all I can do. He’s gone and he’s never coming back. He never loved me, he only used me until he got bored of me. Never again will I allow anyone to treat me with such heartbreak.

But I still ask myself… “Why?”

*Third person pov*

What you didn’t know, was Hisoka was there. He was dressed in average street clothing. His hair was down and his makeup removed to show his rather pale but handsome complexion. He was peaking through the bakery window. Enough to see you, but not enough for you to see him. Watching you with a melancholy expression. He had been coming to that same spot every day since he broke your heart. He broke your heart because he was threatened and he wasn’t sure if he was strong enough to fight alone. No one knew the two of you were together, but it was only a matter of time. Hisoka regrets what he did. And if time allows and the threat is gone… he vowed to do everything to win back your heart and fix the shattered pieces. He never understood how you made him love you. All he can think of is your love and your passion and a single word that constantly swims in his mind… “Why?”

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Your Boy Friend *Part 3*

Kurapika Kurta X Fem!Reader Hisoka Morow!Brother X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 912

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello! I wondering if you could write a pt.3 to the hisoka's pregnant sister reader x kurapika story? Maybe showing how the reader is handling the pregnancy and when she goes into labor and stuff? Also, was wondering how are you? :)  AND Hi! I'm the person who made the hisoka pregnant sister reader x kurapika request and, stupidly, forgot to ask if you could throw in moments where the reader is hilariously mean to kurapika and hisoka? Cux you know, hormones, and how they both react to the readers water breaking? Maybe during a hostile moment or something 😂

Warnings: Pregnancy, Reader Goes Into labour alone, birth, brother and boyfriend fighting

*Part 2*

Hisoka was around a lot more after the announcement of your pregnancy and that was because you craved a lot of the things that you had when you were younger and he was the only one who knew what you were describing most of the time. He and Kurapika clashed a lot less but there were still times that they would argue about what they thought was best only for you to tell them both to go away and sort it out yourself. They’d both come back at different times later to apologise and this would happen again about 3 hours later.

The past couple of days emotions were running high, you were more aggravated than usual and you had told them both to get out of the house and not come back until you told them to, Hisoka had gotten a room at a nearby hotel while Kurapika had gone to stay with Leorio, it seemed however that the little one was not a fan of the idea and decided that making an entrance was one way to get everyone back to the house. You reached for your phone. Kurapika was the first person that you called “Pika… I’m sorry I told you to go away.”You said.

“Hey (Y/N) are you okay?” He asked, hearing the pain in your voice, he was sure that you were crying.

“I ruined the couch.” You informed him.

“That’s okay, we can get another one, how did you ruin it?” He asked.

“My waters broke…” You answered.

“Darling you really should have led with that.” He sighed trying to keep his voice level as he wrote down what was going on and handing the note to Leorio “we’re coming over, I’m going to hang up and all Hisoka, he’s closer than we are but Leorio is going to call you alright, you won’t be alone okay?” 

“Okay.” You answered.

“I love you, we'll be there soon.” He promised before hanging up the phone. Kurapika dialled Hisoka’s number.

“What?” He asked.

“You need to get back to the house, we’re on our way but you are closer than you are and (Y/N) should not be alone if the baby is coming.” Kurapika said.

“The baby is coming?” He asked.

“She just called to tell me that her water broke, just go please.” Kurapika begged, he never would have under normal circumstances but the only reason that you were alone right now was because neither of them could learn to get along and he wasn’t going to let that get in the way now.

“I’ll be there in less than 5 minutes.” Hisoka said hanging up the phone and no one doubted that.

Hisoka walked through the door without knocking and found you on the sofa “Alright Kurta I’m here, so hurry up and get here before I deliver the baby and become the hero.” Hisoka teased before he hung up your phone and crouched in front of you. “How are you doing?”

“You want me to show you?” You asked, reaching for a weapon that you had left on the coffee table, he chuckled before easily pushing it out of your reach before looking at you.

“Think you can hold it in until your boyfriend gets here?” He asked.

“Do you think you can survive a broken neck?” You asked.

“So violent…” He scolded as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and grabbed some cushions to support your back as he kept note of the time between contractions.

“He’ll be here before she comes, right?” You asked.

“If I know anything about that Kurta brat he’s persistent, he’ll be here.” Hisoka reassured you and seconds later Kurapika was kneeling at your side while Leorio checked you over, Hisoka stood to the side allowing Kurapika to get closer to you, he watched as your boyfriend leaned closer and whispered what he assumed to be words of encouragement into your ear while taking your hand. The birth that followed was very smooth all things considered.

A couple of hours later Leorio had left after giving Kurapika strict instructions on what he needed to look out for and making sure that you got enough rest. The house was quiet, you new little girl asleep in the cot next to your bed, you were asleep as well. “We need to get along better for her.” He knew that Hisoka was behind him, even if he was going a good job at masking his presence.

“It would seem that they would both benefit from that.” Hisoka agreed.

“I’m sure that you know as well as I do that she’s going to draw the attention of an unsavoury crowd.” Kurapika mumbled as his fingers rested under his eye.

“I’ve protected my sister since she was born and there is nothing that will stop me from protecting her or my niece.” Hisoka answered.

“As I thought.” Kurapika nodded “she talks highly of you, he believes that you will protect our little girl.” 

“I will, you can be sure of that.” Hisoka said as he turned. “I’ll be at the hotel should she need me.” 

“She’ll want you to come back tomorrow.” Kurapika said.

“I won’t be far.” Hisoka informed him and while it was a little awkward there was an established understanding that the safety of the two people in the bedroom in front of them was the most important thing and they would work together to ensure it.

*Part 4*

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Fan Fiction Requests NSFW Addition

Request Status: ✴Closed✴

Request Amount: 0/4

Hunter X Hunter

My Hero Academia

Attack on Titan

A Slap On Titan (Mostly crack-fics)

Ouran High School Host Club

Danganronpa

Demon Slayer (Don't really like writing for any of the demons, other than Nezuko)

Undertale (No AUs)

Deltarune (Frisk, Chara, and Kris will be gender neutral unless stated other wise.)

Soul Eater

Angels of Death

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Seven Deadly Sins

Fairy Tail

Haikyuu!!!

Kaguya-Sama: Love is War

High-Rise Invasion

Assassination Classroom

Hazbin-Hotel

Helluva Boss

Tokyo Ghoul

Madoka Magica

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Spy X Family (Platonic only)

Black Butler (Coming Soon)

The Vampire Chronicals (Coming Soon)

What I want to write:

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MHA

Demon Slayer

Fairy Tail

Haikyuu!!!

High-Rise Invasion

What I will not write:

Insest

Pedophiles

Character x character (I will do poly)

Kurapika x Phantom Troupe member

Coffee Shop AUs

Trans reader (I'm not trans, and don't want it to be inaccurate)

Characters I will not write:

Chaos King (Deltarune)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Annie Leonhart (Attack on Titan)

Reiner Braun (Attack on Titan)

The Phantom Troupe (HXH)

Hisoka (HXH)

Lucifer and Lilith (Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss)

Stella (Helluva Boss)

Crimson (Helluva Boss)

Hanji Towa (Danganronpa)

Lesley (DHMIS)

Roy/ Yellow Guy's Dad (DHMIS)✴Why would you request him in the first place?✴

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Lancer (Deltarune)

Alluka (HXH)

Frisk (Undertale)

Chara (Undertale)

Yellow Guy (DHMIS)

Lily & Todney (DHMIS)

Sketchbook (DHMIS)

A/N:

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Masterlist

Fanfiction Writing

My Hero Academia

Heartache | All Might x Female Reader (Negative Self Talk)

Reader gets blammed for a terrible event.

Hidden Injury | Bakugo x Female Reader (None)

Reader gets gets hurt and ignores her injury.

Becoming Better | Endeavor x Black Female Reader (Negative Self Talk)

Endeavor meets a woman who doesn't judge him for the things he's done.

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Death Note

Giving Up | L x Black Reader (MAJOR SPOILERS for Death Note)

L confesses to Reader.

Insignificant | L x OC | Death Note Series

Zaila is a young woman who's simply trying to get ready for life after high school and understand her place in the world, when suddenly she gets accused by the Famous detective L for being Kira the Mass Murder. Zaila attempts to prove her innocence, protect her family, and discover who she is all while Light Yagami tries to stop her progress by pinning his crimes onto Zaila, so he can rule the world.

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Hunter x Hunter

Held Back Emotions | Illumi x Little Sister (Platonic) (None)

Illumi struggles with training her sister.

Left Behind | Illumi x Little Sister (Platonic) (None)

Part 2 of Held Back Emotions

How Hisoka Falls In Love | Hisoka x S/O (None)

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Bleach

Stap Wound | Kenpachi x Black Reader (Mentions of Blood and Violence)

Kenpachi mistakes a woman for being a Hollow.

#fanfiction masterlist #fanfiction writing #masterlist #mha fanfiction #hunter x hunter fanfic #bleach fanfiction #death note fanfiction #anime fanfic #fanfiction #christian fanfiction #fanfiction writer #x reader #oneshot #short fanfic #all might x reader #bakugo x reader #l x reader #illumi x reader #kenpachi x reader #hisoka x reader #hisoka headcanons

[rotten-pomegranate]

(Happy Easter! 🐇) Hiiii, in the headcanons you did about the reader who escaped for years, how long do you think it would take for the characters to trust their darling after escape attempt? Have a wonderful day! 🫶

I will have a wonderful day(it’s 5:00 in the morning where I am) thank you

Warnings: torture

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Feitan

Feitan will never trust you again your gonna be used as a slave for the rest of your life once he gets you back

He might give you privileges like cooking or having a bed back but when he has a meeting with the troupe your chained to the wall

If you ask him for forgiveness he’s gonna straight up cackle in your face and rough you up a bit

The only reason your aloud to cook is because he wants to eat without having to make food so you do it

Shalnark

Shalnark is gonna take a while and you may start to think you got his trust back early on you didn’t he’s just tricking you into thinking that so you let your guard down

He’s gonna keep you in a dog cage until he trust you again, a big dog cage with lots of fluffy pillows and blankets but still a dog bed

He might fully treat you like a dog for a while just to humiliate you, making you beg for food and water every time you wanted some, and you gotta drink and eat it out of a bowl to

He holds a lot of stuff over your head after that, you won’t suck him off to get rid of his morning wood? Remember how nice he was when you ran away, he could have been cruel

He just uses it to guilt trip you

Phinks

Phinks folds the quickest, hearing your little cries coming from the room he locked you in is to much and he wants to hold and comfort you

He doesn’t give you all your privileges back and he’ll never fully trust you again but it’s better then nothing

He expects you to put an effort in your “relationship” now including intimate situations as well, he wants you to do stuff not just lay there and cry

Illumi

Illumi was livid when you escaped and he was livid when he found you, your never gonna get privileges or trust back

He just uses you a an incubator for his heir until he has one and after he has his fairly large family your going on birth control and your just his sex toy that he uses for stress relief

He’ll let you have a knife for cooking which he also makes you do all off

He’s gonna be hitting you a lot more as well, if he didn’t do it often before he does now

Hisoka

You don’t get privileges, you don’t even get to eat most of the time, your his personal flesh light until he forgives and stops beating you up every chance he gets but your still his personal sex doll and your only job is to warm his bed from now on

He’ll let you freely use the bathroom and eat without begging but don’t take it for granted because he can hold a grudge

If you start asking for stuff again he might beat you up to remind you of your place again so just don’t

Chrollo

You better have enjoyed your little vacation because your never gonna see the light of day again, your tied up in his basement, attached to a little bed with access to a small kitchen and a bathroom but it’s far from freedom

He’s still gonna get you pretty dresses but they are only for him to see

He’s never gonna trust you, he’s gonna hold everything over your head from now on, he got you a tight skimpy dress that you don’t even like? Your gonna have to set an alarm because he wants to wake up to a blow job to make his morning wood go down

It’s not gonna be the worst but it won’t be nearly what it was before

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[kimbap-r0ll]

Hii kimbaaap, me 🍮 again. I'd like to know your opinions about each of the troupe members morality. As in how inhumane they are, how bad could they get as a person. What I've seen from Japanese fans, the one that are considered as "lacking in morals" are, not in any order: Chrollo, Feitan, Phinks, and Shalnark. Where from high to low for the mooncake trio: Phinks > Shalnark > Feitan (obviously). Tell me what you think 🥺

Hello! This is an interesting ask, thank you!

Before I start, I just want to say that it's fine to like the Phantom Troupe and hate what they have done. I know some people have different opinions on whether or not to like characters like this, but it's all fiction, so no big worries here.

The entire Phantom Troupe definitely has questionable morals, but what I noticed with a lot of Chrollo interpretations is that he isn't as bad as I thought he would be. There's x reader stories where he's pretty soft, even I'm guilty of this haha. But I feel like I agree with the Japanese fans in saying Chrollo is definitely one of the most inhumane. I try my best to show this when writing, sort of like how even if y/n is a Kurta, no matter how much he may have loved them, the minute he realizes who they really are it's sort of like "ah, I could kill more and earn more from it," sort of idea. It's horrible, but I can't see this man being soft in reality. This is unless he really cares for someone, but even then it can be unhealthy. For example, if you say you don't like someone and you wish they would get hurt, you will see them hurt. If you ask him why he did that, he'll just quote you and expect you to be happy with it. Also expect to live by Meteor City rules! I have this whole Meteor City idea that ties with the Phantom Troupe, and most of the actions Chrollo does has to do with it. Most of it is also immoral to many countries and most people, but Meteor City runs with different rules so Chrollo doesn't think it's bad.

Then with the others that lack morals, like Feitan, Phinks and Shalnark, I feel like this is definitely true. Phinks is more or less of the brute in the group, sort of like Uvo, while Feitan is a literal torturer. Shalnark considers people as his toys or devices, thus being pretty immoral. Uvo might be added here because of how he likes to challenge people into death battles, but it's not as bad as Hisoka.

Either way, this was super fun to think about. I want to write more dark fics for Chrollo or maybe dive a bit deeper into Kurta/Meteor City stuff. Thank you once again!

#hxh #hxh phantom troupe #phantom troupe headcanons #hxh chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #hxh phinks #phinks magcub #hxh feitan #feitan portor #hxh shalnark #shalnark ryusei #anon ask

[maydoesthings]

ideas for writing I may want to do (if you’re interested)

masterlist

(thinking a lot about this) mafia aizawa x reader

-> don’t know if it’s really reader because I have a look in mind but we’ll see. And female ofc.

-> the plot is really planned out (i think) so this would be a longer story but maybe need help with putting together…

already posted a snippet about this but hisoka x reader

-> don’t know what to say without spoiling the plot for my idea just like him being what he is and reader(more like oc) going right into it

-> there is also a bebe

also another hisoka thing… (although i’m not that interested in writing for him rn)

-> a longer story with like a lot of plot and porn

-> manipulative like he is <3

(don’t know how to describe)

aizawa x reader with a whole storyline (yk?)

-> teen aizawa

-> dad aizawa

-> also a longer story

rn i only have anime in my rules but there is more to come! So if I have the structure for my masterlist and all expect a lot more…

for example tlou. I love it and with the release of the hbo show it’s becoming more popular again.

-> I think in those stories I would focus more on the emotions and such so don’t expect much x reader content for this (although joel is really smash so who knows)

-> can also think of ways to make part II better (changing the canon)

I’m in the Zelda fandom as well especially linked universe

so expect something for that too. (if you’re interested in zelda ocs let me know)

and my most recent hyper fixation:

alice in borderland

it’s my new fav show for the next to months until i find something else.

-> I love Chishiya and like exploring his past so expect something for him

-> and no niragi because he sucks (I get why you would smash him but don’t forget about the things he did!!)

I also love rodrick no judgement alright

And I just finished insatiable so even though there’s probably no fanfiction for it or anyone is really interested, I would like to see what happens with patty after her last conversation with bob… (would be longer so idk since this is a lot)

I’m a sucker for high school au’s in aot so some content on this?

content for my own personal stories with characters and worlds I made up by myself?

just added the walking dead to my hyperfixations… so, daryl?

Look all of these are ideas roaming in my head free so if maybe something interested you ask about it or tell me if you want to see it. If you may have ideas share these too

That’s all bye <3

#hisoka #x reader #story ideas #kinda messy #aizawa #au #mafia au #plot thoughts

[getoswhore]

hiii! i hope ur doing well <33 anyway, is it okay if you can write the adult trios favorite sex positions and kinks?

‘ FAV SEX POSITIONS AND KINKS! — the adult trio.

☰ ft : hisoka, chrollo, illumi x f! reader

+ synopsis : what's the adult trios most desired cravings? let's find out... | est. 1.8k wc

cw/tw : pwp + sex positions, mentions of the following kinks; bdsm (dominance), knife play, degrading, praising, roleplaying, impact play, power play, sadomasochism, breeding, hand/feet kink, bondage, corruption kink.

☰ HISOKA MOROW!

hisoka loves every single position there is to exist and his own made-up ones, which having sex with him is always like gambling, you'll never know what's going on.. you'll have your legs above your head and the next second you'll be tied up against the wall. but, he does have a favorite position out of all of them!

he's a man that enjoys the sight of an ass (c'mon, i know you know he does, have you seen the maintenance he has for those chiseled ass cheeks of his??) making his favorite sex position, doggy style.

he loves being able to grip onto some squishy flesh, digging his nails into you and marking you up while fucking you senseless.

doggy style supports him to drill harder into you. being able to pull you back by the hips and slam you right back onto him while enjoying the sight of you stuffing your face into some fluffy pillows.

he really enjoys watching your ass bounce back against him as well.

he also enjoys doggy style because he likes to pull you flush against him by the arms or by the back of your neck; bareback against bare chest, making it easier for him to whisper filthy sins at the shell of your ear.

which is one of his favorite kinks, degrading and praising. he loves to remind you of how much of a whore you are for fucking him like one. but, if you're handling him well and he's in a good mood, he will praise you for how well you're taking him.

hisoka also loves praise! praise his body with soft words or even with simple touches, he will melt.

but mind you, this man is filthy, and adores plenty of other kinks.. he's a sadomasochist by heart and loves putting his desired fantasies into bed.. hisoka loves impact play. he enjoys seeing the imprints he blossoms onto your skin with his hands or even with his sharp cards to mark you up and the little twinkle in your eye of plea. he doesn't mind at all if you hurt him physically either, he has a high pain tolerance, and well, he simply enjoys the pain. so biting, scratching, and pulling his hair, he will get a thrill out of it.

which hisoka enjoys power play as well, so he expects you to at least put on a fight rather than submit so easily for him because it's more, “entertaining” that way.

loves, loves, loves! using his nen ability, elastic love *aka* bungee gum, as the use of bondage play. he loves being able to tie you down with your arms and legs spread out or hanged up at a certain angle so he could fuck you.

loves orgasm control. denying and edging you is his favorite because he gets to see those whiney eyes and pouty lips you always display out to him. the look of need and desire makes him cum on the spot when you beg him.

and lastly, hisoka has a major corruption kink! he loves the fact of turning his favorite and sweet little fruit into a nasty one. hisoka really gets a kick out of it because it always surprises him seeing the filthy things he's shoved into your brain and you use it on him.

☰ CHROLLO LUCILFER!

what a vanilla man he is.

chrollo adores casual, intimate, hands-on sex, making his favorite sex position, the cowgirl position.

he loves the feeling of you grinding yourself on him as his callused hands can freely roam up and down your body; squeezing and slapping at your tender flesh as your hands can wander around his chiseled torso.

chrollo also likes this position because he can also easily take control, planting his feet down firmly and pistoning his hips up against yours or flipping you around into missionary. making that position, his second-best favorite position.

chrollo loves missionary because the feeling of having his body flush against yours is so intimate to him. and the feeling of being so deep into you really makes him amused at the way you moan louder from him.

so, that's when his praising and dirty talking kink kicks in. he'll whisper sweet nothings to you when you two are so close; it always makes you shiver when he says just the right words which sometimes they sound like they're taken out from a twilight book–

but if you praise him?? chrollo will melt so hard internally but will simply smile at you and say, "oh, yeah?".

this man absolutely loves roleplay! chrollo loves the idea on taking roles where you can dress up as a cute little maid or act as an innocent nun. p.s- he's a sucker for lingerie!

chrollo is into marking too, he likes to give you hickeys or dark spots and doesn't really mind where it's located. he's a thief and enjoys labeling his goods with his marks.

even though it's not necessarily a kink? he loves cockwarming! because it's really romantic and sensual, and intimacy is a huge kink for him. he’ll always be the first to ask whenever he's reading, “darling, mind warming me up while i read?”. although, sometimes it is difficult to do without it getting too steamy with you..

a romantic man he is, he loves food play. the thought of spraying that sweet and thick foam of whip cream over your skin just to lap it up really turns him on. and even simply sharing a few cherries and strawberries with you; admiring the way your lips would wrap around the sweet treat.

chrollo’s deepest and most secretive kink he has is a hands and feet kink. he thinks hands are so elegant; the soft touches they deliver, the painted nails (preferable red or black), the water like movements, and to the way they look around him. he thinks feet/toes are naturally beautiful; the way you can slide off sheer leggings or socks and expose the smooth beauty, the painted, clipped nails, and mostly because they lead up to the fleshy legs/thighs. (he's also a deprived man for some long legs).

☰ ILLUMI ZOLDYCK!

an extreme apathetic man has to have a favorite sex position, right?! of course! and that is.. every top position there is to exist–

illumi will only do sex positions where he is on top. no, ifs ands or buts. so, he secretly loves the mating press position.

illumi loves sinking himself inside of you as deep as he can because that's where he feels safer and secure at. he simply enjoys the feeling of stuffing you in such a tight position where your legs are beside your head and your bodies are pressed together.

and since this is his favorite position, that's when his breeding kink kicks in. feeling so deep inside of you, he can't help but think to dump his thick load into you because he knows that's where it belongs. he believes his cum should only be inside of you and breeding you.

illumi's dark past has put a toll on his life and sexual fantasies.. he's grown immune to being whipped and chained down.. and he's secretly grown a liking to the pain.

the idea of spanking/paddling you is a form of dominance for him or in other cases a punishment, only if you've been a little brat. he loves taking control at all times and when you try and get out of control, a simple swat to the thigh or butt will put you right back in place.

so basically, he's a brat tamer.

illu is a possessive lover, therefore he wants all your feelings to be caused by him. so, sex swings, shibari bondage, bondage, and anything that basically can tie you down so he has full control of you really sets his wires straight. illumi is just so used to being in charge, so he can't help but not tie you down until you behave.

illumi is a sucker for when you tug or pull on his hair but only if you do it without the intention. he doesn't like the idea of you hurting him willingly because he thinks your trying to take control but likes it if you do it unconsciously, that makes him feel a lot more powerful than usual.

illumi. likes. wax. play. the idea of pouring a warm liquid over your skin reminds him of cum for some odd reason. seeing you wince slightly at the heat it brings, makes him feel so dominant, and will use it as a discipline on you if you're too sensitive. he also just enjoys the sight it leaves once it's peeled off.

illumi loves orgasm denial and edging you as a form of dominance and behavior control! he wants to see you beg and plea for him to continue.

but he does have a kink to force your orgasms when not expected. he’ll force them so hard on you to the point your crying and babbling nonsense from how mushy your brain is and how sensitive your body becomes. he is not a nice or fair man in bed at all.

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[frieschan]

adult trio w/ half non-human s/o!

character/s featured: h. morow, c. lucilfer, i. zoldyck x f! reader (in order)

unrequested | headcanons//fluff-smut(ish)

TW: MINORS DNI!!!

AN: made this cause i was bored :D (i was in class bro 💀)

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Hisoka Morow w/ a bunny girl (*￣3￣)╭

infinite teasing

he didn't have shame when he grabbed one of your ears

he always calls you "bunny girl" and even bought you the playboy fit

ngl you being in a bunny outfit while him in his usual is GOALS

showing you off like crazy

like we get it your girlfriend is a bunny 😶😶

with you being part rabbit, you had naturally strong legs yeah he made you suffocate him with your thighs

whenever he saw you fight with your legs, he started acting up n shiii

was trying his best not to move around too much while watching but DAMN

the way you just nonchalantly jumped up high and slammed the enemy into the ground with your toned legs?? watch out mirko (jk ily mommy)

was all too much for the clown

right after the battle had ended

hisoka was ALL OVER YOU.

ok but imagine hisoka pulling on your ears while youre SUCKIN HIM AWF

he kinda loves the fact that you look so innocent with the bunny ears but youre literally his cock sleeve that he loves

he got you multiple styles of a playboy bunny outfit

got him having a thing for thighs

lowkey wants you to step on him and ride him with your thick thighs

dom bunny reader? maybe.

"my little bunny, you were teasing me with that strength you showed in that battle, weren't you?" Hisoka smirked while placing you on the counter top and licking his lips, staring into your orbs.

Raising an eyebrow at the man in front of you, you crossed your arms and legs and stared intently into those golds of his. "what are you accusing me of?"

"those lips of yours are lying, bunny." he pointed out while putting his thumb on your chin, forcing you to stare at his golden irises. "Maybe I need to teach you how to not spit out lies to someone like me."

Chrollo Lucilfer w/ a female succubus (^^ゞ

no one can tell me otherwise that he wouldn't be interested in satanism or sum

He heard about succubuses but never really learned about them till he met you

suddenly his books are about succubuses

legit thought they didn't exist tho </3

but now he has you so uhm

he loves touching your horns! especially when you're sucking him off

he thinks your abilities as a succubus are really interesting!

he won't treat you any differently if he had a human s/o though

he likes it whenever you fly beside him, makes it easier for him to check on you when the both of you are out

so yk how he sits on that one rock at the top

yeah he has you on one of his legs and you two look like the best evil power couple

istg it looks like youre the succubus that made him a priest gone wrong 😭😭

but like he loves it

its like you tempted him into sinning and he doesnt regret it

k time for nsfw fo0r the thirsty hoes LMAO IM JKING

MIRROR SEX.

he wants to see your face contort into a lewd look while he ruins you and your horns top it off

whenever he bends you over, he makes sure to pull on your wings while ramming into you

so romantic

he feels like hes sinning when he goes down on you and he lives for it

if he feels like being slow and sensual, he'll rub your wings very slowly and gently

either way, youre gonna end up as a panting mess <3 no escaping it

The only thing that was audible in the bedroom was the skin slapping and your little mewls. You were panting and overstimulated from Chrollo's cock ramming into you for hours.

Your legs were shaking and dripping with your juices—your arms gripping the sheets below you as some sort of reliever from all the pleasure. It felt like you were going to go crazy from the overstimulation and overwhelming pleasure.

Just as your arms were about to give out, you could feel Chrollo tugging on your wings, earning a loud whine from you.

The moment that he heard your reaction, the intended time would be extended a bit.

Illumi Zoldyck w/ a neko girl (ง •_•)ง

with Silva's eyes I really think that the Zoldyck family members are into cats 🙂

so when Illumi met you he was originally just going to not care.. 💔

till he saw your neko features

listen

he kinda acted up : )

but then he thought you were weak so ig no chance

but tHEEEN HE SAW YOUR FIGHT

(im so sorry for the buts)

k so hes hooked

when u guys started dating you liked to lay on his lap while he scratched the back of your ears

he kinda does treat you like a house cat

HE ACCIDENTALY BABIES YOU.

and also his family loves your cat features and you in general

killua alluka and kalluto cling to you whenever they can

milluki almost got sentenced to death by illumi when he tried to get you to cosplay one of his fav chars tho </3

illumi kinda got a bit possessive after that

aka giving you a collar with his name on it

he kinda gets off to you being so vulnerable towards him when hes on top

your tail curlin n shiiii

yeah you got rammed

You felt so naked and vulnerable to the man in front of you. Your collar signifying that you were his property and only his. He was your master and your beloved.

He slowly got on top of you, curling your tail around his leg. You were excited but nervous with what he had in store—your thoughts being cut off by him smashing his lips into yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth.

You couldn't help but mewl at how rough he was being. You couldn't help but fantasize on what was going to happen.

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[darkbackalley]

Party Tricks-Hisoka x Male reader

Warnings: 18+ somewhat dark content, assassination, badly written smut?

Ageless Blogs and Fem aligned blogs DNI

Hisoka x male reader - Party tricks

The room was lit with candles, the scent of smoke pungent in the air. The man behind the desk said nothing as he slid me the beige folder. I said nothing as I picked it up, and turned to leave. I opened the door and the light streamed through, piercing through the darkness. I left the building, stress releasing from the tense hold it had on me. I sighed and continued on my way.I got back to my apartement, and unlocked the door. I threw the folder on my kitchen counter and went to have a shower. Once I had dried off, I headed out to look at it. The folder had an image, as well as an invitation to a party. Tonight. I needed to get there straight away to set up. crap. I hurriedly dressed myself, strapping on all the hidden components I normally wear, and running to my car after I locked my door.It was a high status party. Several of my clientele were mingling amongst themselves, talking and sipping on drinks handed out by servers. I spotted my target across the room, hitting on a server, terribly, might I add. I approached him slowly, deciding to go with my guise of a business partner. As I neared him, I was intercepted by a clown.‘’Good evening sir,’’ He spoke smoothly, his voice like velvet. I clenched my jaw. Hisoka was acutely aware of my reactions and so he pressed on. ‘’My boss would rather you to not approach him tonight. He knows your business deals can get quite… messy.’’ I shot Hisoka a look, and he shut himself up. I knew now that he was probably in contract with my target, and that I'd have to get through him. The thing he didn’t know however, was that I had an extra card up my sleeve.I excused myself from the uncomfortable gaze and walked to the nearest hallway. I took out my phone and sent a text to my friend. Then, I walked back to the clown(magician) and sighed. ‘’Did you hear about the visible man’s wife an kids?’’ Hisoka looked at me in amusement. ‘’No, I haven’t. What about them?’’ ‘’He married an invisible woman…’’ I paused just long enough for him to lean in. ‘’ But let me tell you, their kids weren’t anything to look at, if I’m being honest.’’ Hisoka snorted and looked at me in discontent. ‘’That wasn’t even funny’’ ‘’Yet you still laughed.’’ I latched myself onto hisoka’s arm, giving him a sign that I'd lead him around. I walked us to the hallway I had previously been in, and I pulled him into a room. It looked like an office, but it would have to do. ‘’So…how much did he pay you to be his bodyguard? I thought you didn’t take jobs like that?’’ Hisoka grinned ‘’Oh, I’m not here for a job, I'm just here because I want to be.’’ I looked at him dumbstruck. ‘’So… I-I could’ve just walked… up to him and killed him?’’ Hisoka’s grin got wider with every word I spoke. ‘’In all theories, yes. However, there was a man at the party that was hired as his bodyguard. You know Illumi, correct?’’ I froze. Then I opened my phone to the text I sent earlier.

I need to work tonight, so you're

on your own.

Hey, So I need to distract a mutually

annoying acquaintance. If you can pick

this up for me, I’ll pay you ¾ of the

job, and rights to my next three clients

Got it.

‘’Shit’’ I thought. At this point, it came down to who would pay him more. But then again maybe the idiot had payed Illumi upfront… I was brought back to reality when hisoka’s hand met my face. ‘’You look so cute when you’re thinking, But you’d look even better completely wrecked and under me.’’ He spun me around and held me against the wall, slowly getting closer and closer to my face. His grin had turned into a full-blown smile, mocking my predicament. His face smashed against mine, teeth clashing in a lust-inducing kiss. As we parted for breath, he ripped my shirt off of my body, holding me close to him. Blindly, I groped him, searching for a source of heat or friction. He broke contact to remove the rest of his clothes, and then mine subsequently. as soon as he had, his hands were right back on me. I came to terms with what was going down and slowly started to realize that I probably shouldn’t be doing this. After all, I’m just here to distract hisoka from realizing illumi is going to kill his own client. However, as soon as his hand brushed against the front of my crotch, all sense was thrown out the window. Entangled in each other’s limbs, we moved to the desk, Hisoka sweeping everything off of it before attacking my body once again. I got up to move, to lock the door, but when I moved, I was pushed down onto the desk once more. ‘’I think this will be more exhilarating with the constant threat around the corner. So you better be quiet, little fruit.” I almost screamed at what came next. Without warning, Hisoka pushed his entire length into me. I moaned out in surprise at the sensation of fullness that I felt. His dick hit all the right angles as he thrusted in and out, occasionally hitting my prostate and making me see white. it felt like heaven and hell mixed into one man, who was rearranging my insides. I couldn’t take it anymore. ‘’H-hisokAAAA-’’ I managed to moan out before cumming on my stomach. Hisoka sped up, chasing after his own high. He kept going until he stilled, painting my walls and ass white. Together, we slunk down the side of the desk to a sitting position, Hisoka’s cock still in me. As we sat there in the afterglow of the situation, I looked up at him, and said. ‘’Illumi’s killed the guy.’’ Hisoka looked down with a half-assed smirk and said, ‘’All according to plan.’’

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