Lightning and Stories

Warning: Fem y/n, nudity but no graphic smut, mentions of sex, oc insert, soft Hisoka

A/n: I got this idea from listening to thundering sounds asmr😭 anyways, I’ll start working on requests once I get through with finals.

Y/n fiddled with the end of her hair strands, looking down with narrow; tired eyes. The rain beat down on the roof and windows, every time the thunder boomed and crashed in the sky she would squirm— but she tried her best to keep that to a minimum so she wouldn’t wake Hisoka by accident.

Today had been fun for them, neither of the two had anything going on so they had the entire day to themselves. They went to an amusement park and planned on spending the rest of the evening there, but then this dreaded storm rolled around and ruined their date. It was no bother to them though, they’ve already rode most of the rides and Hisoka had gotten to feed her some funnel cake at the picnic tables, so they had no problem with going home a bit earlier than expected. Once they got home they ordered a pizza and then had sex.

Y/n’s hair spilled over her body, along with Hisoka’s as she laid clung to his shoulder, her heavy eyes snapping awake each time she heard a loud crash of thunder come from outside. She didn’t like to call it a fear, more like.. the thunder being too loud for her to properly fall asleep, although her squirming and jerking around would say otherwise.

“Can’t sleep~?” Hisoka’s smooth voice spoke gently, he looked at her with equally tired eyes.

Sitting up so she could look at him, Y/n batted her eyes softly, “I’m sorry.. did I.. wake you up?” She whispered, “Sorry.” She repeated.

Hisoka chuckled, placing his hand on the back of her head, tangling his fingers through her hair, “I’ve been up for a while~ it’s not your fault~” he reassured as he guided her head close until their lips touched, “Just listening to the rain, is all~ it’s nice ambiance~”

Y/n hummed as a response and laid her chin on his collarbone, licking her lips and tasting Hisoka’s kiss. There was a prolonged silence for a moment, sleepiness hung heavy in the air as Hisoka’s hand slid down to her bare back, his sharp nails dragged across her skin soothingly, he occasionally brushed strands of hair off of her body and let it fall to the side. “Are you afraid of lightning~?” He finally said after a couple of minutes.

“No.. It’s just too noisy for me to fall asleep.” Y/n said quickly, exhaling out of her nose, a tad bit upset that he would even assume she was afraid of the storm.

Hisoka let out a soft, breathy chuckle; he didn’t want to pry, although he did hold Y/n closer, both in an attempt to help her feel protected, and so he could feel her little body against his. There was another long moment of silence, but Y/n lifted herself up, touching her head against his jaw as her arm slung over his chest. “You know..~” he started, “I used to be afraid of rats, as a boy~” he chuckled; he often never reminisced, but around Y/n he found himself feeling more free to talk about himself. Similar to the way she felt more calm around him, more comfortable and gentle in his presence. Hisoka treated her like a human being, and Y/n didn’t think of him as a freak.

Y/n smiled softly, leaning up again so she could look at Hisoka, her hand coming up to hold the side of his face, “Rats?” She giggled, “Why? They’re cute!”

Hisoka scoffed, but held Y/n’s hand with his free one, “Hm~ I was more afraid of them stealing my food. I grew up poor, food was very scarce~” he closed his eyes, feeling relaxed as Y/n’s fingers delicately traced over his features. Her fingertips glided over his lips as he spoke, the girl’s face leaned in closer, listening to his calming words to take her mind off of the storm; whether she was being distracted intentionally or not didn’t matter. “Well, looking back at it, it was more so a fear of having my food stolen~” he opened his eyes, looking up at the ceiling as he softly rubbed the back of Y/n’s palm, “But I guess rats were often the little thieves~” he closed his eyes again and chuckled.

Y/n nodded, laying down again with her face fully pressed against his, her fingers brushed his bangs away from his forehead. Another loud crash of thunder boomed, the lightning flashed in the sky and lit up the room for a split second. The suddenness of it all made Y/n flinch and squeeze her eyes shut, burying her face in Hisoka’s neck and grabbing his shoulder tightly. “Shhh, shh.. I’m here~ I got you~” Hisoka whispered sweetly, although he had a smile of amusement on his face; he couldn’t help it though.

“Could you.. tell me another story?” Y/n looked back up at him, her brows furrowed upwards as she looked at him with a scared, sheepish expression, a look that only Hisoka had the pleasure of seeing. He relished every second of it. “Hmm~ let me think~” Hisoka looked up at the ceiling, holding Y/n’s hand on his chest as he thought, “Ah, I think you might like this one, baby~”

“Do you know the gum I used to chew as a child~?” He asked, to which she nodded.

“Bungee gum right? Like your nen.” She snorted, scrunching her nose in that cute way Hisoka always loved.

The man smiled, “Yes~” he affirmed, “It really was like chewing rubber, that’s why I loved it~ It was a challenge to chew, I felt like an animal eating raw meat.” He laughed, “I had this friend at the time, we were both children~ I had gotten a bag of the candy for free, and I knew he never tried it before so I offered. He was expecting it to be like regular gum, so when he bit into it one of he lost one of his teeth in it and choked out of surprise~”

Y/n leaned up and laughed, a reaction Hisoka knew he would get. She continued to giggle and cackle, “He choked on it?! The gum too?!” She said with a wide grin. Hisoka started to laugh himself at the memory, “Oh yes~! The tooth got stuck onto it, I believe~” he placed a hand over his mouth as he snickered, “He tried to reach into his throat to grab it but he just choked more~!”

They continued to laugh at the morbid memory as the storm continued, but Y/n was so focused on Hisoka’s story she didn’t seem phased by it. “That friend of mine was a funny one~” Hisoka hummed, “He was my first kill too~ do you want to hear about it, cupcake~?”

Y/n leaned in with interest, smiling, “Every detail!”

Hisoka has a leg and hip fetish.

Hisoka with freckles.....

Hornnnyyy😩

Everything Hisoka

(This isn’t a masterlist those are wayy too complicated for me😭)

MINORS DNI!!!! This blog contains NSFW CONTENT!!!!!!

Roleplay: Open, roleplay rules

NSFW Tag: #BooNsfw

Requests: Open(but I might take a long time to get to them)

Rules:

1. I’m not a dark content/dead dove blog, I won’t do anything non-con or anything involving an underage reader

2. Nothing scat/vomit related

3. I won’t do anything related to cheating/adultery

Other than that stuff I’m pretty lenient, I can do gore/yandere themes, especially a yandere reader(before anybody says anything, I have BPD and I can reclaim it 👍)

Sharing a Bed w/ The Adult Trio

Warnings: pretty suggestive(only for Hiso and Chrollo), sharing a bed, nsfw themes(only for Hiso and Chrollo), fem y/n

A/n: ok this isn’t exactly the typical “sharing a bed” trope.. but it’s still technically being in bed with the adult trio?? Sharing a bed with them...? In the same bed with them..

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♥️𝕳𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖐𝖆 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜♥️

Hisoka tried to keep things professional, he and Y/n were on a mission after all; just as colleagues, nothing more nothing less.. if colleagues hooked up every Saturday. Y/n was tense the entire time, as stiff as a board as she lied next to Hisoka as if she didn’t do this hundreds of times before. It just felt so odd sleeping next to this man when they weren’t bent on having rough, passionate sex. Gulping, she shut her eyes tightly, trying to at least look like she was asleep. Hisoka couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle as he slowly turned around, facing her back, “Ooh you look so nervous~ why so~?” His words were so smooth.. he was so confident, as if he knew what his magical voice did to her, “It’s not like you haven’t laid in bed with me before~” He chuckled, a low, seductive growl escaping his lips almost going unnoticed. Groaning in annoyance, Y/n put a pillow over her head, “I just-.. you always leave after, we never actually sleep.” As she said those words, it made her heart hurt.. she knew what fuck buddies were of course, but was that all Hisoka really “kept her around” for, as he would say. It was like he read her mind, he began scooting closer to her until his arms were around her, spooning under the covers. Hisoka hummed softly into her shoulder; he didn’t know what he felt for Y/n.. sometimes he saw her nothing as a disposable toy, something he could use and throw away whenever he pleased, sometimes he felt like murdering her on the spot; for no apparent reason really, maybe for his own sick pleasures and convenience.. and other times like this one, he felt warm around her, fuzzy feelings clouding his mind; he hated it but god did he love it at the same time. “Well.. I can change that~ I for one think sleeping with you is rather peaceful~” he let out a quiet, yet dry laugh.

📍𝕴𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖎 𝖅𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖞𝖈𝖐📍

It was his first night sleeping somewhere that wasn’t the Zoldyck mansion, even he was very hesitant on accepting Y/n’s offer for a “sleepover”. He felt like it was some kind of trap, like she would kill him in his sleep or something; even though they had been secretly seeing each other for quite some time now. The man had stayed in Y/n’s house before, but never slept; or stayed the night, he would always be gone in the morning. “You know my family doesn’t like you that much..” Illumi sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed, his shirt was off and all he was wearing was sweatpants and socks, “And they’re starting to have some suspicions about our relationship, it’s not a good idea for me to stay here.” Illumi said as he tied his hair up in a loose, but secure ponytail. Y/n put her hands on her hips, “You shouldn’t be scared of your family, Illu..” she said with a sigh, walking over to her side of the bed and laying down, turning to face him, “Please.. lay down with me?” She said, it was more of a plead.. Illumi sighed softly, a small, soft smile tugged at his lips as he slowly inched into the covers. Y/n squealed happily and shuffled closer to him, she rested her head against his cold chest, listening to his soft heartbeat, “Don’t leave tonight, ok Illu?” Y/n said softly, looking up at him again, “You’re safe here with me.. I just need you.” She met his gaze, although his expression was blank, his eyes glistened and he gave a small nod, relaxing comfortably into her soft pillows. No words were said, but the warmth in his gaze told her that he would stay by her side. The sun rose, and Y/n’s eyes cracked open just a tad, whining quietly as the sun shone directly in her eyes through her blinds, she turned around and was met with a familiar broad chest, she quickly looked up and smiled widely when she saw a peacefully sleeping Illumi. His dark hair fell over his face, his sleeping features made him look so relaxed, she felt comforted by his presence, happy that he didn’t leave like he always did.. she snuggled closer to him again, her arms wrapping around him tightly as she closed her tired eyes.

🕷𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖋𝖊𝖗🕷

Chrollo had driven Y/n home after a mission, he had found her waking home alone in the rain all by herself.. he was afraid she would catch pneumonia! She wore his jacket on the drive back, and it felt comforting.. it was heavy yet soft, like a warm hug; and it smelled just like Chrollo.. Y/n was sitting on his bed now, between the two pillows, still wearing his jacket. She smiled as she fumbled with the sleeves, she always had a special connection with Chrollo. Even during meetings, or heists, Y/n would catch Chrollo looking at her, sometimes he had a dazed, day-dreamy hint in his eyes, and sometimes it would be a gaze of lust, desire to snatch her up from whatever she was doing and take her to bed with him. Y/n’s attention shifted in the direction of the bathroom, hearing the shower turn off and the soft footsteps of Chrollo. He made it to the bedroom, dressed in only his boxers. Y/n blushed and looked away, snuggling under the covers. As he crawled in beside of her, he started taking his coat off of her, “This is covered in rain water.. you should take it off.” He whispered gently, Y/n bit her lip as Chrollo undressed her; the other clothes she had on before were in his washing machine, so now she was in nothing but her bra and panties. Her face turned beet red when she felt Chrollo’s arm around her waist, the pad of his thumb gently rubbing over her belly. Y/n whimpered and looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. Chuckling, Chrollo’s hand moved up to softly cup her face, squishing her lips together gently, “So cute.. do you want me to take care of you?” He asked, she recognized the gaze in his eyes; the lustful, hungry glint..

Biting Off More Than You Can Chew

Warnings: nsfw, size kink/size difference, painful sex, fem y/n, daddy kink

A/n: Y/n finally gets to sleep with the adult trio, but what she doesn’t realize is that they’re all.. massive. These are only just small drabbles!! I’m sorry if you were expecting full one shots aahh!!

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♥️𝕳𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖐𝖆 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜♥️

“I don’t know, little one~” he cooed, “I don’t think you have the strength to take me~” he broke out into a condescending laugh, his hand gripping the back of her hair tightly, which made her pout. “Hiso, I’m sure I can take a dick. Just don’t try to suffocate me with it, alright?” Y/n scoffed, rolling her eyes and laying down on the bed, getting into position; on her back, legs spread out with her holding them back by grabbing under her knees. Y/n bit her lip and blinked up at him, “Like this, right..~?” She whispered temptingly. Hisoka smirked, nestling between her legs, rocking his hard boner, held back by his boxers, against her bare, ripe pussy. “Are you ready~?” He said as he leaned down, whispering to her, his lips centimeters away from hers. Y/n felt his warm, wine-scented breath, sending chills down her spine. Hisoka’s strong fingers toyed with the hem of his boxers, gently moving his fingers against the elastic band that squeezed just below his v-line. Biting her lip, Y/n’s eyes moved down from his red happy trail, and down to his massive bulge, upon seeing that it made her a bit uneasy.. but he could be that big right? Just as soon as her eyes were laid upon it, Hisoka flicked his boxers down below his hips. Y/n’s eyes widened as his hard cock sprung out, happily. Now she realized why people called him a monster, he was enormous!! Hisoka relished and laughed at how her eyes widened, “Ooh you delectable little thing~” he grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks together and keeping her gaze right on his cock as he entered her tiny pussy, “You’re in for a wild ride~” he whispered; and broke out into a laugh as Y/n screamed in both pain and pleasure.

📍𝕴𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖎 𝖅𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖞𝖈𝖐📍

Illumi was a modest man, he didn’t think that his cock was that much to talk about. It looked as how you would expect it, extremely long and thick, with just enough girth nearing the end of it, his tip was a soft bright pink. Y/n walked in the room as Illumi was admiring himself in the mirror, well.. not exactly “admiring”, but examining. What was so arousing about the human figure that made people horny? There was a towel wrapped around his waist, and his hair was damp; he had gotten out of the shower a few minutes ago before Y/n walked in. She smiled and wrapped her arms around her fiancé’s waist from behind, “Hey..~ you smell nice~” she purred, her lustful intentions evident in her voice. Illumi only hummed in acknowledgment, then turned his head to her, “Would you like to.. do something different tonight?” He spoke after taking notice to her lust-coated words. Y/n’s eyes widened, “Y-You mean..?” Cracking a small smile, Illumi swiftly guided her to the bed, playfully picking her up, and then tossing her down. The bed squeaked under her as she giggled and threw her clothes off. Illumi crawled over her, and the towel slowly unraveled to reveal the assassin’s huge shaft, hard and heavy. Y/n gasped, opening her mouth to exclaim, but all that came out were choked moans of pleasure, her eyes were rolling back as her walls became stretched by Illumi’s massive length.

🕷𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖋𝖊𝖗🕷

Rain was pouring, it beat against the roof and Y/n was just laying on Chrollo chest as he quietly read a book, while gently raking his fingers through her hair. It had been hours, she sighed and turned her head to look at the digital clock on their side table, midnight.. great. “Hey..” she whispered, looking up at Chrollo, scooting forward and closer towards the man until Y/n was close enough to lean into his ear, “Feel between my legs daddy~” she whispered sensually, slowly rolling her hips down onto him. Chrollo’s eyes went wide, his mouth parted slightly as his hand snaked over her ass, then between her thighs, his fingers inching closer and closer to her heat until they pressed against her panties, “Oh my god..” he mumbled under his breath, his voice raw and husky, she was flooded, “You’ve been like this for a while..” he laughed quietly and dryly. Y/n giggled and rose up, “Mhm.. I couldn’t wait any longer, daddy~” she purred, knowing that’s what got him going. Y/n sat up, straddling his thighs as her hand slowly trailed down his chest, then over his abs, then down to his boxers where she pulled them down, her eyes widened as she saw Chrollo’s large, hard cock spring out. “You look surprised..” Chrollo mumbled, his hands on her hips guiding her until the entrance of her sopping cunt kissed the tip of his penis, “I’ll go nice and gentle on you, daddy promises.” He purred, bringing her down quickly, all the way to the base. He filled her up nice and full, he was so thick that her tight was squeezed around him, she could practically feel the shaft throb inside of her. Y/n threw her head back and let out a gargled moan into the air, letting herself get fucked onto Chrollo’s cock.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʏ/ɴ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

Warnings: fem y/n, yandere behavior, murder, stalking, angst, toxic relationships, Stockholm Syndrome, pregnancy(not relevant to the plot but just a brief warning)

A/n: because us yandere girlies need love too😩/hj I’m gonna do occasional adult trio, but it won’t be the center of my entire account, I just get random ideas every now and then lol. I’m still very much dedicated to Hisoka and may or may not be making a shrine. Also, obviously I don’t condone toxic behavior and murder(ofc I don’t condone that, like😭) the yandere trope is just how I like to cope with my own emotions! I’m still using my NSFW tag for this even though there isn’t smut, just because of the violent nature of this.

ʜɪꜱᴏᴋᴀ⭐️💧 (ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴅᴀʏꜱ)

Hisoka’s arms were sore, he sighed and looked at the stitches, even with his texture surprise, the stitching was still popping out.. almost like veins, almost.

Hisoka was about to stand, but Y/n had lunged herself towards him, straddling his lap and locking him into the seat. She grabbed his face tightly with her bloody hand, smearing the red substance on his porcelain pale skin, “Who was that girl?!” She growled, her face was so close their noses were pressed together, he saw the anger burning in her eyes; in most cases, this would excite him, but right now, with the anger deflecting at him.. he was terrified. Hisoka shook away the feeling of dread, reminding himself that this was his girlfriend.. she would never hurt him, right? “One of the spiders, of the Phantom Troupe I told you about.” He said, telling her the truth, honestly he had lied so much in his life, even telling the truth felt like a lie, “It was nothing more, darling I promise..” he focused on the blood again, all over her body.. splattered.

Hisoka was about to stand, but Y/n had lunged herself towards him, straddling his lap and locking him into the seat. She grabbed his face tightly with her bloody hand, smearing the red substance on his porcelain pale skin, “Who was that girl?!” She growled, her face was so close their noses were pressed together, he saw the anger burning in her eyes; in most cases, this would excite him, but right now, with the anger deflecting at him.. he was terrified. Hisoka shook away the feeling of dread, reminding himself that this was his girlfriend.. she would never hurt him, right? “One of the spiders, of the Phantom Troupe I told you about.” He said, telling her the truth, honestly he had lied so much in his life, even telling the truth felt like a lie, “It was nothing more, darling I promise..” he focused on the blood again, all over her body.. splattered.

It wasn’t her blood.

In that moment, he felt his soul drop to his stomach, fuck. “Darling, who’s blood-”

“Darling, darling, darlingggg~” Y/n mocked and gripped his jaw tighter, “Shut up.” The tears welled in her eyes as she growled at him, their foreheads were pressed together now, “I don’t want to see you around anyone, anymore. Ok? You belong to me, I’m your girlfriend. You can fight in the arena all you want, but you’re mine.” All Hisoka could do was just stare, wide eyed and stiff as a board, he slowly nodded, his hands floated to her hips in an attempt to calm her. It was like a switch, she instantly melted into him and wrapped her arms around his neck, starting to cry and choke up. “Shh..” he whispered, petting her, stroking his fingers down her back, “Don’t cry, don’t cry..” he didn’t know what else to do other than to hold her, the poor girl just needed his love, from the moment she laid eyes on him she was so desperate for it. “Call me a good girl..” she whispered shakily, wiping her tears with her bloody arms.

“You’re a good girl, my good girl.”

ɪʟʟᴜᴍɪ💚📍 (ʜᴀᴘᴘɪᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ)

Illumi was fucked from the start. His parents never approved of Y/n, she was too uncontrollable to be a “good wife”, and too erratic to be a good mother for Zoldyck heirs. But yet, Illumi couldn’t seem to get away from her. Always lurking closely behind him like a shadow, crawling into bed with him and seducing him away from the light. He always caught her in the corner of his eye, either in the dark corners of his room, a brief reflection in the mirror, or a short moment of her bloodlust spiking up randomly when he was alone. He knew she was always watching him, but despite the absurdity of it, he felt safe knowing she was always there for him. That’s what safety and love felt like, right?

Silva and Kikyo needed to drive Illumi away from her by force. He was scheduled to be married to another assassin from another family, picked by his father of course. Illumi never met the woman in his life, but dread crept upon him, he didn’t want to loose Y/n and spiral into an unhappy marriage like his father.

Illumi hadn’t seen Y/n in weeks as soon as she caught wind of his arranged marriage. His heart was aching, he stayed awake for nights on end crying himself to sleep in silence. He didn’t want this life, he didn’t ask for it, he wanted Y/n. Why couldn’t he be happy? It was the night before the wedding day, and Illumi felt sick; but he stayed strong and stoic, his parents seemed more happy about the wedding than he did; but he rarely showed emotion, so it never mattered how he felt.

Y/n had came to him that night, however. It was a suffocating blood lust that flooded the room and rendered him frozen in bed. She led him out of his bedroom window so he could run away with her and escape his marriage. Even in his most darkest hours, he knew she would come back and save him. He always felt her right behind him. They stayed at a motel, with Y/n curled up on his chest, his arms around her. She told him they would run away when morning came, but for right now they had to lay low, she told him she had bought a house on the outskirts of a small town, she told him he’d be safe with her, she wouldn’t let anyone hurt him.

It had been seven months now, his parents and the butlers had searched everywhere; eventually, Hisoka began to get concerned about his colleague’s disappearance; he tried to text his cell but the messages wouldn’t go through. Illumi spent his days living in the small cottage with Y/n, who was 6 weeks pregnant with their first child, they were planning to have more in the future. Y/n

was keeping him safe just like she promised; even though there were days he longed to go outside again, he didn’t want to make her angry. The screaming, the crying, he knew why she didn’t want him outside, he knew this was for his own protection. He tried to shake away the feeling of fear, this is his wife, he shouldn’t be afraid, she loves him and he loves her.

This was his happy life, he was finally happy.

ᴄʜʀᴏʟʟᴏ🖋🕸 (ʟᴇɴɪ)

Y/n knew the things Chrollo’s subordinates would say. Saying she was bad for him.. he needed to get away as soon as possible. That made the rage boil inside of her, they thought they knew what was best for their boss. That was the whole point, he was their boss, they work for him; they should shut up and stay out of his business.

Every time Y/n came around the atmosphere would get thick, they held a strong hatred for her; but they couldn’t do anything, she was protected by him. She hated them just as much.. why wouldn’t Chrollo do his work with her? Only her, all he needed was her and he would be fine. Y/n didn’t trust any of the spiders, he didn’t like the way they looked at him; didn’t they know she was his girlfriend? They should stop staring at him, the adoration they held in their eyes whenever he would give them an order.. it made her seethe with boiling anger.

They were laying in bed one evening, Y/n was dressed in one of his tank tops, and a pair of his boxers as she combed through his raven black hair with her fingers. His closed eyes looked so peaceful, he looked so content and relaxed.. why couldn’t he always be like this? Why couldn’t he stay with her and let her play with his hair all day long? She leaned towards his face and kissed his cheek, smiling to herself. However, her eyes widened when he suddenly pulled away, sitting up and leaning forward. There was a look of uncertainty on his face.

It was as if he was unhappy.. Y/n quickly sat up as well, her arm around him, “What?” She asked, whispering as she scanned his face, wanting it to change to something more content..

Chrollo instead, shook his head, shuffling away from her grasp so he could sit at the edge of the bed, “Y/n.. I don’t think..” he sighed, palm on his forehead, “I don’t think I can do this anymore.” Y/n felt her heart shatter, everything around her became a blur until it was just Chrollo in her vision. “W-What do you mean..?” She chuckled softly after she spoke, hoping that he finally came to his senses and decided to quit the troupe business. “I think we should see other people, I clearly have.. priorities, different than yours.”

Y/n was still, it was unnerving how silent she was. When Chrollo turned to look at her, she pounced on him, pinning him down to the bed and straddling his torso, “No!!” She shouted, the tears poured down her cheeks, “I can change!! Just tell me what you want and I’ll do it!!!” She squeezed his wrists, watching him squirm. He didn’t want to hurt her, but in his attempt at being gentle, he couldn’t get away from her. “Who is it?! Are you seeing someone else?!” She shouted, her mood quickly changed when anger started to spill, “Did the spiders tell you to leave me?!” She screamed.

Chrollo shook his head and finally, squirmed away, “No— no.. I’m sorry, never mind.” He sighed and held her hands in his, “I was being stupid, you’re right, it was just them getting to my head, but don’t worry. It won’t happen again.” He didn’t expect her to react like that, he knew she could be a bit.. aggressive, but he never expected her to do anything to him. Chrollo just needed to keep her happy, he didn’t want this to become a big deal.

As they curled up in bed again, one thing continued to prod at Chrollo’s mind. Pakunoda read Y/n’s memory once, and a look of pure horror washed over her face; an expression he had never seen her make before.. after that, she never even stepped close to Y/n.

Chrollo always wondered what she had seen but.. now he didn’t really want to know.

You’re Holding Me Down

Summary: Hisoka analyzing Y/n while taking care of her when she comes to him, injured from a mission.

Warnings: Fem y/n, suggestive themes, implied sex/nsfw, mentions of blood+violence

A/n: blank

“You, little girl, are going to be the death of me.” The hold that this girl had on him.. the way she came in and out of his life whenever she pleased, sometimes she’d come to him for something she needed, like a warm bed or food. And sometimes she would catch him by surprise, unfortunately, these were one of those times.

The magician had just finished a match, and being the grim reaper of the arena; he had taken a victory. He walked back to his room to take a celebratory, yet lonely shower; but what he didn’t expect to see was a bloody woman sitting on his bed in the dark.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t almost have a full heart attack when he saw her there.

Y/n came to him covered in blood and wounds, she didn’t talk about what happened, she didn’t say a word at all which concerned him. But Hisoka didn’t press, he wasn’t one to interrogate, he would rather much observe.

Hisoka’s hands gently held her in place as he finished up the last bit of gauze he was wrapping around her midsection, he hummed softly under his breath, his breath; gravelly and rough. His eyes fixated on her back, the muscles that subtly flexed, then on her shoulders, how they would stagger, softly rising and falling with her silent, pained breaths. His eyes trailed up the back of her neck, her head, and then landed on the side of her face. Y/n looked forward seemingly at nothing, while his hand made its way up her side, softly squeezing the bits of skin that weren’t injured. Hisoka’s touches were always so soft, intimate and gentle with her. His golden eyes fixated on her, normally; he loved watching her like this, seeing those little gears turning in that head of hers, the girl lost in her own thoughts he could never understand. Oh but he longs to know what happens in her mind..

The man had observed a vast majority of fighters in his lifetime, he could read them like his cards.. but this girl, she was a mystery to him, he looks into her eyes and sees the same darkness he does when he faces himself in the mirror. It both scares him and intrigues him at the same time.

His hands rubbed up and down Y/n’s sides, gentle around the injured parts, his thumb dragged along her rib cage, just underneath her breast. The area under there always made her wince and squirm when touched, even when she wasn’t wounded, a sensitive spot? He wondered. During their most heated and intimate times, he’d squeeze under the cusp of her boobs to get that squirming reaction, to see her face contort in an emotion of either pain or raw pleasure, he never knew. It must’ve been pleasure, he knows Y/n would get him to stop if it was pain. Maybe that’s what she liked.. pain.

“Tell me what happened tonight.” Hisoka whispered, leaning into while pulling her close to him. Y/n made a small noise, declining the offer, that made him chuckle. Hisoka’s hands danced down lower on her body, softly massaging the hipbones. Y/n relaxed into his body, a soft pink hue dusted over her cheeks when she felt a soft heartbeat against her back, “What do I look like to you?” She asked, tilting her head upwards to look at him, albeit a bit upside down in her view. Hisoka’s brows raised, he looked down at her, his eyes scanned her face, trying to look for some kind of emotion to see what kind of answer she was looking for, an expression, a quirk in her eye, give me something.

“What do you mean, dear?”

Y/n looked down at her lap, taking one of Hisoka’s hands and holding it in her own, examining his knuckles, the veins, lines in his palm, and his nails that came into a sharp point. The woman vividly remembered the feeling of those claws dragging down her back, tearing into her skin and marking her as his. The pain she craved from him, it hurt so good. “When you look at me.. what do you see?”

Tilting his head back in thought, Hisoka looked at the ceiling and hummed, his other hand came up to slick his hair back, “Hmm..” he murmured, he looked back down at her. Why are you asking me this, Y/n? He wanted to ask, but he knew she wouldn’t answer.. when Y/n asks him a question he could never deny, because she would never let it go. Continuing to ask the same question over and over, despite attempts to change the subject, just for one answer. He sighed softly, “I look at you and see many things.” He whispered, “A partner, lover, a fighter.. a friend.” He mumbled.

There was a brief silence, accompanied by Y/n’s shallow breaths.

“Does that answer your question?” Hisoka whispered again.

Y/n smiled softly, intertwining her fingers with Hisoka’s, she nodded softly before pulling away from him to nestle under his blankets. After a while of shuffling and getting comfortable, Y/n looked over her shoulder at Hisoka, blinking at him, her bright doe eyes basically asking if he was going to join her. A soft smile painted his thin lips, he stood up from the bed momentarily to strip himself of his clothing so he could crawl into bed with her; free of the grime and sweat from the battleground he inhabited.

Y/n pressed her back flush against his chest, holding back a wince as she laid on one of her scars. Hisoka sighed; he didn’t know why she continuously chose to sleep on her side like that, even if she had been heavily injured.. he didn’t question her though, his nose buried into her hair, breathing in her scent while his nails gently scratched up and down the side of her arm. The sharp points barely touched her skin, only grazing against her, but that feeling alone was enough to give her goosebumps that were illuminated from the moonlight through the blinds.

“I like it when you do that..” Y/n mumbled as Hisoka did this routine motion, although tiredness mixed into her words, making them nothing but a whispered, incoherent mess that Hisoka couldn’t understand, he just hummed in acknowledgement. Y/n’s eyes shut, soft snores escaped her lips, snores that Hisoka learned to live with and had grown to find quite comforting.

His own drowsiness had eventually taken over him as well, making his eyelids weigh heavy on him until they gave in, closed, and sleep took his mind elsewhere..

Adult Trio In Bed Headcanons

Warnings: nsfw, drool, bondage themes, daddy kink, spanking

A/n: Hiiiii!!! I’m going to be taking requests again, but ONLY for headcanons!! So please feel free to send any in! Also I’m going through an identity crisis and now I’m writing for all three of the Adult Trio instead of just Hisoka send requests now🔫/lh

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♥️ 𝕳𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖐𝖆 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜 ♥️

Hisoka is the type of man to only have sex in the dark, and at night. The only exceptions are candlelight, or a very dark closet. He loves feeling like a predator in the night, stalking and then sinking into his prey, it’s a kink for him.

Hooks his thumbs in the corners of his partner’s mouth, keeping their mouth open so they can drool. He loves to smear their salvia all over their body and remind them how absolutely filthy they are. If he’s feeling really perverted that night, he’ll lick and slurp all of their drool up while giving them intense eye contact.

He uses his bungee gum whenever his lover rides him, even though they’re “on top”, he still wants to be in control of them, he wants to control the pace so he just hooks them up to the ceiling and makes them bounce on his cock at a pace of his liking; just like a little puppet.

It will hurt, he makes no promises to be gentle, he loves to get rough and filthy. Nobody can be his partner without having some kind of sexual mark on their body, even if it’s a giant bloody hickey, or a small cut from one of his cards.

Hisoka has broken the bed a couple.. well, no. He’s broken the bed a lot of times, half of his money is used to get it fixed, or just getting a new bed entirely(that he will eventually break again)

📍 𝕴𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖎 𝖅𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖞𝖈𝖐 📍

He won’t have sex unless he is already married, even with convincing; it has been drilled into his head so much that he became absolutely dead-set against “fornicating before marriage”.

Illumi is actually more vanilla than you think.. he never really understood “exotic sex”, and thought that a buttplug was a medical instrument. Although, if you really want to, you can ask Illumi to tie you up and he’ll oblige. At first he doesn’t understand why you would want to be restrained, but as soon as it becomes more frequent in the sheets, he gets really into it.

When having sex, he doesn’t just have sex; he makes love. Considering he’ll only fuck somebody if he’s married to them, if his partner manages to slither into bed with him, he’ll make it the time of their life and Illumi’ll do it with passion.

Always changes the sheets/blankets afterwards, and if he feels like it; pillowcases too. Illumi doesn’t understand that he doesn’t have to do this every time.. but it’s always nice to go to bed in clean sheets right after being fucked sweaty.

He’ll either tie his hair in a ponytail, or a man bun, but very sloppily; it’ll kind of get undone while he’s doing the deed, so strands of his long, black hair will fall over his face and sometimes cling to his body due to the sweat.

🕷 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖋𝖊𝖗🕷

When his partner comes home to rose petals leading up the stairs, and dimly lit lights, that’s when they know Chrollo is in the mood.

He’s a romantic, so just like Illumi he is very passionate with his lover, he loves rubbing his hands all over their skin, feeling their texture while kissing their neck, chest, stomach, and then making his way down to their inner thighs to plant kisses all over them.

Soft, slow and sensual; but he’s not afraid to get rough either, he’ll grab their hands, either holding them above their head, or pinning them down on either side of them and ravage their insides, but he does it in such a passionate way that the pleasure outrides the pain.

Before Chrollo and his lover get to do anything, they lay down naked in the rose-petal covered bed and sensually drink wine from the same glass, and then share a kiss flavored by the beverage. If tonight is a really gentle night, they’ll drink even during their copulations.

Very into the daddy kink, likes to give punishments, spankings, and wants to be called daddy. Chrollo’s s/o is his little one, and he wants to let them know that, he has a cute paddle he made himself that has little frills on it; it looks cute and harmless, but if his lover acts out and disobeys him then it becomes a legal weapon.

OKAYYYYY I’m the person who sent the praise kink request DISBJDNDNDBDF I meant where the reader likes getting PRAISEEEEEEE

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮, 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮

Warnings: nsfw, praise kink (obviously)

A/n: Hiii anon!! I’m sorry I didn’t understand you the first time aaaa😭😭I hope you enjoy this though!!!! I’m also sorry if I didn’t do this correctly, I’m not good at doing dialogue and I’m not quite knowledgeable with praising😭

♥️𝕳𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖐𝖆 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜♥️

Just like the author did, Hisoka thought you were going to praise him.

Before you got to explain any further Hisoka began to boast about how he liked being praised and how he wanted you to do it.

But when you finally got to explain to him, he stood there with a blank face. After he let that sink in he’s like “ok.”

It’s not like he isn’t ok with the idea, he just doesn’t know how to praise people, let alone give compliments that don’t make him sound like a creep.

Hisoka laid you down onto the bed, his hands on either side of your waist with the pads of his fingers ghosting your skin, he sighed and his breath reflexed off the skin of your belly, making you shudder. He kissed between your rib cage, then below your belly button, “Such beautiful, soft skin..” he would whisper, and once he placed a kiss on your pelvis, right above your junk, he looked up at you with his golden, narrow eyes. “You look like a snack, dear~” he tries his best, but he can’t hold back from being rough while doing so, he gets really into praising you as you keep going at it, though. But you have to wonder.. is he saying things that he wants to hear being said for himself?

📍𝕴𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖎 𝖅𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖞𝖈𝖐📍

“Oh.” Just like Hisoka.

He’s usually very silent in bed, with the occasional hushed grunts, groans and moans.

But he nods and tries to do the best he can to satisfy his lover(you).

Considering you two are probably already married(bc of Illumi’s “values”), he loves every part of you, and sees you as an absolute treasure.

“I’m so proud to call you my spouse, my life partner.” Illumi spoke as he placed soft kisses along the nape of your neck, and your shoulder. “Sometimes you’re too good to be true, sometimes I think I’ve married an angel.” He whispers, his usually wide, dark eyes were narrowed and lustful, his hands caressed all over your body, he was so gentle and tender. Once he finally got between your legs he was soft, slow and passionate, giving you all the praise your heart desired and had you seeing stars all night. After both of you are tired, laying on the bed in your own sweat and cum, he gives you soft kisses on the cheek, “You’re so beautiful when I get you in bed like this..” he breaths out.

🕷𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖋𝖊𝖗🕷

Unlike the other two, Chrollo is %1000 on board with it, and is actually delighted to hear that!

Because guess what; he has a praise kink too(but he likes to give praise instead.)

When you two are discussing it over a pre-coitus wine and dine at his apartment, he gently cups your face and tells you that he’ll take good care of you.

Chrollo added a wink at the end, and you felt your face get red at the gesture, you knew he would not disappoint.

Chrollo laid you down on the bed, propped up and surrounded by blankets and pillows of course, he would bite the sides of your underwear with his teeth and slowly start to slide them off of your thighs, and then completely off of you. His hand slides down your chest, “You’re the image of divine beauty, Y/n..~” he whispers your name like you were royalty, the word escaped his lips like sweet honey. He holds your wrist in his hand, kissing up your arm and stopping at the back of your palm, “In such perfect lighting as well~ it really highlights your beauty, perfections and imperfections.” He whispers, chuckling at the light of the lamp. Chrollo bathes you in praises all night, it’s sweet and savory, both of you love every moment of it.

𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵

warning: fem y/n, spit, nsfw, anal, sleepy sex(y/n is the only one who’s sleeping but kesjjedjshfh), Hisoka fucking Y/n to sleep, belly bulges, the word daddy(although it’s only said once and as a joke)

A/n: no thoughts, just Hisoka taking care of his baby girl. I’m also sorry for the disappointing lack of content😭 I’m going to be working on a couple of requests and I’m so sorry if it takes forever, I’m trying to be more productive but again I’ve just been feeling overwhelmingly depressed😭sorry for the sloppy ending too, lol.

Hisoka sighed, scrubbing his face with his hands, watching as the white face paint gave the water a nearly opaque tint to it white mixed with a pastel blue and yellow. Some of the paint came off in chips which almost disgusted the man.. he had been on a two day mission and hadn’t had time to wash and repaint, so the stuff had seemed to cake into his skin during that time. Intimidation came with a price, a really irritating one. He dried off his face with a dry towel, scrubbing again to not only dry himself, but get more paint out of the crevices. Hisoka threw the towel to the side and shook his head, Good enough.. he worked on taking his belt off as he strode into his darkly lit bedroom, he was hoping to be able to relax for the next few days, maybe torment the Phantom Troupe again. Hisoka didn’t know, the days were playing over and over again like a record on repeat.

His bangs fell over his eyes, a dark fuchsia that was slowly fading back into his fiery red. He sighed and raked a hand through his hair, pushing his bangs back and letting them fall to the side of his head.

I should re-dye soon.. or should I go natural again? I can hardly tell the difference anyway..-

Hisoka was pulled from his thoughts when a mass shifted onto the bed and wiggled under his covers. Although he didn’t move a muscle, becoming alert for a moment, but calmed quickly when the familiar frame of a woman slid herself onto his chest, laying her head in the crook of his neck. A soft smile spread on Hisoka’s lips, it was nothing like his usual sadistic smirk, it was genuine. Soft and happy. A hand came up to rub at the woman’s back, soothing circles into the soft skin, “Y/n~” he whispered, her sweet scent filled his nose, welcoming him in her presence as it always would. “Hisoka~” she replied back, her voice was quiet and sleepy. Hisoka turned his head to the side just a little bit, his lips pressed to the side of her head, a content hum escaped his throat, his hands were at Y/n’s hips now, thumbs rubbing them, “Tell me about your day, princess~” he whispered, “I hadn’t seen you in awhile~”

Y/n adjusted for a minute, moving to where she was facing him, her lips grazing his chin, “Do you really care about my day~?” She giggled, her hands softly tugged at his hair. Hisoka closed his eyes, chuckling, “Of course I do~” he whispered, “Have you ever seen me asking somebody other than you something so casual~?” His eyes flickered down only for a moment, long enough to see the blankets riding low on her naked body.. Y/n was naked in his bed. He flickered his eyes back up to meet hers, “Mmh~ but I assume now, you didn’t come here for casual conversation, no~?” The girl grinned at his words, shuffling up a bit so her lips could connect with his. Hisoka cupped Y/n’s face, a soft, low breath left his lips that sent a shiver down Y/n’s spine. His hands touched her so softly and gently, these were the same hands that killed many.

“Help me go to sleep..” Y/n whispered into the kiss, her voice was still tired, but it was hot and heavy at the same time, “Please.. too many thoughts..” she whimpered, pulling away just a little bit, her hand cupped Hisoka’s jaw and their lips grazed against each other. Hisoka smirked and looked at her with narrow, lustful eyes, “I believe I can help you with that~” he chucked and carefully rolled the two of them over, tossing the blankets to the side. He laid his lover onto her back, looking at her tired little eyes. And while others looked at him with fear and hatred, she always looked at him with adoration. He smiled at her, his hand slowly moved off of her face and down her bare body, feeling every curve, edge and scar until his hands reached her hips.

“Mmh~” Y/n whimpered, looking at Hisoka’s hands, her hips instinctively bucked up, rolling in an attempt to somehow get some pleasure from that while her moist clit throbbed with the need for attention. Y/n’s eyes flickered back up to Hisoka’s who was looking down at her with a primal glint in his eyes. They didn’t have to say anything to each other for Y/n to figure out that this man was really going to fuck her to sleep. He grabbed the hem of his boxers and pulled them down below his hips, letting his hard cock bounce out. The length of his shaft hit Y/n’s clit, making her flinch only slightly, her breath shifted, her chest slowly lifted up and down with her little breaths. Hisoka chuckled low in his throat, his hands moved to her thighs and spread them so her legs could be spread apart just for him. He looked between her legs, his mouth watered at the fact that she was already soaking wet.. did she come here like that? Did she run to his house buck naked? The clothes scattered on his balcony told him no.. but a man could fantasize. Although that fantasy just made his boner throb harder with all of that blood rushing to his shaft.

“Are you going to do that thing where you spit on it?” She asked, biting her bottom lip, droopy eyes looking up at him.

“Hm..~ do you want me to~?” Hisoka asked, his hand moved up her body, squeezing her side. His voice was always low and seductive whenever they were alone together, something that comforted her but also filled her with primal desire. He could be a really good narrator.. Y/n looked up at him, timidly giggling and then nodding, “Yeah..~ I like it~”

Smirking, Hisoka couldn’t ignore what his little girl wanted, he moved his hand from her waist and held it under the base of his cock, lifting it up and spitting on his tip. The saliva landed near the slit on his tip, and then rolled down his length. Y/n whimpered and scooted her hips closer to him, squeezing the pillow behind her head in anticipation, his cock was so huge.. and it was so needy when they first laid in bed together. Everybody was too scared to go near him, let alone sleep with him like this, Y/n was just the kind of vice grip he needed after years of rejection and neglect.

Hisoka was never slow, he knew what he wanted and he wasn’t one to waste time, even if it was with the woman he held in such high regard. He pushed in, instantly going at a fast, rough pace, holding her thighs tightly to where his thumb squeezed at the plushness of her skin. Soft grunts left Hisoka’s lips, Y/n’s walls squeezed at his cock so tightly, sending tingling, prickling sensations through his abdomen. Y/n whimpered, a pained and pleasured expression on her face from the pain of the stretch, every time always felt like her first with him.

The magician relished in how small she was for him, but he always found a way to fit him inside of her. He leaned forward and brought his hand into the curve of her little cheek, which instantly blushed a brighter shade of pink once his palm made contact with it, cute. “Don’t cry, little one~ take the pain with pleasure~” he comforted, his lips ghosting over hers before he leaned up again, looming over her, grabbing the headboard and bracing himself as he quickened the pace of the snaps of his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her at a brutal, yet intimate speed.

Y/n whined, holding the hand that was on her face, panting softly into his palm, the bulge in her lower belly protruded as he thrusted, extending her skin so obscenely, but it never failed to arouse her. Something about Hisoka being so big, or rather her being so small; that even her own body was stretching out around him, just made her mind hazy. Y/n whined and looked down at herself, her body that he had ruined. She was shaking, trembling and Hisoka was bulging her out, “Mmf~!!” She moaned, looking up at him again with her teary e/c eyes, “F-Faster.. I love you..” she moaned out, tossing her head back against the pillow with pleasure.

Those words never failed to bring a sincere smile to Hisoka’s face, the words left her lips all of the time, a mantra that she never got tired of saying. Y/n was genuine, and although Hisoka tried to hide his appreciation and his fluster with a confidant borderline arrogant facade, he couldn’t ask for anything more from her. Those three words always made him weak at the knees, butterflies fluttering around inside of him. This was love. “I love you too.” He grunted out softly, quietly, but Y/n heard it, and she smiled widely.

Hisoka plowed into her faster, he was never one to deny what his little Y/n wanted. He held the the headboard with one hand, and caressed her cheek with his other, stroking her comfortingly but pounding into her core so intensely. Each thrust milked out a squeak from Y/n’s lips, so adorable.. he grunted, giving her a few more deep thrusts before slowing own, pulling out. Her needy hole gaped slightly, clenching and begging for his cock to come back inside for the warm embrace of her gummy walls. Y/n looked up at Hisoka, saddened and confused, “B-But we didn’t finisHHAAh~?!” She squeaked when Hisoka inserted his cock somewhere lower, where the sun didn’t shine. Hisoka just started thrusting again without a word at all, while Y/n moaned and whimpered.

The feeling of Hisoka sliding into her ass so suddenly made her hips roll, she clenched onto him tightly. The sensations exploded into her pussy. “Something new~” Hisoka chuckled, holding onto her hips firmly, groaning at the insane tightness. Y/n could only reply with choked moans and whimpers, screwing her eyes shut and pressing her lips together. Hisoka smirked at her, I adore her little face..~ he chuckled, “Does it feel good~” he reached out and gently grabbed her chin, making her nod her head, “Yesh it does tank you daddy~” he playfully spoke for her in a baby-ish tone of voice, making himself burst out into laughter. Y/n huffed and frowned at Hisoka, having a little pout as well, but the man just thought she was even more adorable, like a little angry hamster.

Usually, the moments where bits of Hisoka’s silliness shined through would make Y/n giggle and think he was absolutely adorable, but for him to do it during.. a time like this, made her pouty.

Although that didn’t last for long, Hisoka had pulled out of her ass and rammed deep into her wet pussy again, skin slapped against skin, and Hisoka’s breaths got deeper and gruffer. Y/n’s mouth hung open, her back arched and her hand snapped to Hisoka’s shoulders, “Oooh fuck~!!” She squealed, eyes rolling back with pleasure, the feeling of Hisoka fucking her pussy right after pulling out of her ass, the way that the hole was still slightly gaped and sensitive from being stretched out added to the intense pleasure. Y/n’s legs shook, her breaths got quicker and her body succumbed to the feeling in her core, the feeling of release.

Hisoka pressed his forehead against Y/n’s, grunting and coming closer to his own orgasm as well, his hands squeezed her hips tightly, making sure she took all of his cock inside of her when he slammed into her deep, making sure she took all of him. Is he going to cum inside~? Y/n thought, shaking as her orgasm took control of her body, pushing her to release all over Hisoka, she moaned and looked into his eyes. Her thoughts were more than correct, the feeling of Y/n’s orgasm on his sensitive cock made him cum instantly, a rough grunt escape his lips as he did so. They both panted, and Hisoka’s hips staggered until he came to a slow stop.

Y/n smiled, wrapping her little arms around his neck and kissing his lips, “Thank you..” she whispered, “Goodnight.” She squeaked before her eyes suddenly closed, giving into her tiredness, holding Hisoka close to her. Hisoka’s eyes widened a little bit.. but he chuckled, finding her so adorable.

“Goodnight, my baby girl~”

More Hisoka Headcanons

Warnings: nsfw, male genitalia

A/n:

Goliath cock. He’s 7 inches when flaccid, 9 when erect. And he’s about 7.8 inches thick(all around, of course). He won’t go easy on you either; he’ll make sure his lover’s body becomes accustomed to his length.

Hisoka’s love language isn’t very verbal, he shows his affection through gifts, dates, body language, and physical touch. Of course he’s still romantic and does his best to comfort+communicate with his lover, he’s just not the best at it. The truth is, he only thought those traits are only valuable in movies, he never thought he would seriously get himself into a committed relationship.

He’s a tall, hunky, killing machine; and he answers to nobody. Butttttt he will make an exception if his lover just so happens to be the “military commander” type. Only for them.

𝐵𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒’𝓈 𝒟𝒶𝓎 𝒫𝑜𝓈𝓉

Warnings: fem y/n, nsfw, sex in a public area(not really public since its after hours but.... ??)

A/n: I’m sorry that this took so long to get out, I should’ve done this before or after v-day instead of at midnight buttttt 🤷

Hisoka examined the interior around him as the sounds of echoed footsteps filled his ears. The magician, Chrollo and the spiders had a mission that required them to steal a few marine life from an aquarium.. possibly to sell them on the black market, but Hisoka wasn’t too interested. Although he had to admit, the dark after-hour lighting of the aquarium was a beautiful sight to see. A dark blue color of light danced along the walls, floor, the pillars and even his own body.

It would be quite a peaceful place to hang out in if he wasn’t on a Troupe mission right now.

Although despite the amount of apathy he was putting out from his facial expression and body language; he was feeling quite.. empty. He couldn’t put his finger on his own emotions at times but a lingering feeling of sadness was making him subtly check his phone every once in a while. He would make a cycle of turning it on at his side, glancing at the screen from the corner of his eye, then feeling more upset at the lack of notifications.

It was none other than the day of Saint Valentine’s, but his little minx hadn’t given him a visit today, so the one thing he was hoping on now was at least a call or text. But no, there was nothing.

Well.. technically, it was the day after, since it had just hit midnight, which was yet another knife that stabbed through Hisoka’s cold heart.

Hisoka sighed quietly and checked his phone for the last time before giving up, putting it in his pocket.

He paused and watched as the spiders followed Chrollo like a pack of dogs, Hisoka couldn’t help but scoff to himself once they had walked out of hearing distance. He turned towards the tank display he had stopped in front of, the blue florescent light painted his skin as he stepped closer. The man watched intently with his hands on his hips, the great white shark was trailing pursuit on its prey.

In reality, sharks weren’t a danger unless provoked.. although Hisoka couldn’t help but find himself captivated as the aquatic beast inched closer and closer towards the terrified, cornered fish until-

Enculer-!

Hisoka’s eyes suddenly snapped open, his heart began to pump with adrenaline in his chest as his fight or flight instincts shifted in gear. Two hands, dainty and small, slapped down on his shoulder from behind, making the hair on the back of his neck stand in shock. He gripped a card between his fingers and swiftly turned, scowled and pressing the card against the perpetrator’s neck.

A soft breath escaped his lips as he came face to face with the woman he had been yearning for.. “Dammit.” He swore under his breath, letting his arm hang to the side as he shook his head. Even though his expression had softened, he was still stern. “Be more careful, girl.” He frowned as he narrowed his eyes at the grinning woman, “I nearly killed you.”

Y/n sashayed towards him, arms waved gracefully to her side as she pushed their body’s closer; her soft torso was flush against his, “But ya didn’t~” she mused, “But even if you did.. the guilt would eat away at you eventually~”

Hisoka sighed, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit conflicted at her words because.. she was right. He would never admit such an absurdity but if he had accidentally killed the only woman who had let him in and gave him the attention he craved for, he didn’t think he could ever forgive himself. He didn’t want to think about what it was like, the festering guilt boiling inside of him and quite literally devouring him from the inside. Hisoka wanted to throw up.

“How did you know where I was~?” The magician changed the subject quickly.

“Mm.. Franklin told me~” the girl smiled at him and tilted her hip to the side, her hands innocently clasped behind herself.

Hisoka paused for a moment, stammering and looking off to the side before furrowing his brows at her, “You talked to him, but not me?” He hissed at her, you could practically taste the venom in his words. Y/n rolled her eyes and rose up on her tippy toes, “It’s not like I had a full blown sit down conversation with him.” She groaned, her arms crossed over her chest as she slouched, “He just happened to be the last troupie I texted. I just talked to him until he told me where you’d be.” She shrugged and stood straight up again, her back arched beautifully, curved in a way that sent chills down Hisoka’s body and right to his groin..

You have my number.. why didn’t you talk to me?! Hisoka exhaled out of his nose, he wanted to shout; but he kept his composure. Of course.. Y/n had worked with the spiders about once or twice in the past, but only for personal gain. He couldn’t blame the girl though, he was practically doing the same thing with extra steps.

“You look tense..~” She whispered and lifted her hands, placing them on his shoulders; much more gently this time. Hisoka couldn’t help but let out a pent up groan when she began to paw at his shoulders, rubbing them rhythmically as she looked at him with those hypnotizing puppy eyes. “Baby. You had my hopes up all day.” He frowned at her, but couldn’t control himself when his hands floated towards her hips, the card he was previously holding fell to the ground. Y/n pressed her lips together and looked to the side, “I know.. I’m sorry.” She looked around, before pulling away and grabbing his wrist, “Let me make it up to you!” She hummed and strode into a separate area of the building, probably a lounge room.

There was a perfect view of one of the other tanks, the blue hue lit up the room, just like the rest. But Hisoka’s eyes weren’t on the tank this time, they were glued to Y/n, the blue light hugged around her. She was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

He fell back as she pushed him onto one of the white couches, “Careful.. I’m not one of your teddy bears.” He laughed, but then he shifted into a low, sensual growl as he watched her start to undress. Y/n hummed as she peeled off her clothes one by one until she was dressed in nothing but bra and panties. She swiftly moved onto his lap, straddling one of his thighs as she worked on undoing his pants. Hisoka raised his brows as he watched her movements, she was so focused.. he smirked as one hand went to her hip again, his eyes shifted onto her body, examining it and appreciating her curves.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Hiski~” she giggled, pressing her finger against the slit of his cock, gently swirling it around as she sat up, looking down at him with a lustful yet loving glint in her eyes.

That nickname.. Hiski was so immature and cutesy but he felt so warm whenever she called out that name. Granted, it took him awhile to warm up to the pet name, at first he thought it was stupid like she was making a mockery out of him; but overtime he couldn’t help but think it was sort of adorable..

Y/n lowered herself onto his lap further, interlocking her hand with his free one as she pulled her panties to the side. “There you go, baby..” Hisoka whispered, low and sensual as he moved his other hand up her body, reaching her breast so he could pull her bra strap down, letting one of her tits pop out for his viewing. It made the magician smirk at how it happily popped out of its container to greet him, how it slightly pushed up against the area of her bra.

He slid his hand down to her hip again and helped her hover over his cock, “Relax for me, Y/n, baby..” he cooed at her, soft and quiet. Y/n whimpered and held onto his shoulder with her other hand, his tip poked inside of her, making her gasp softly. Hisoka chuckled at her reaction, and lowered her down until she was wrapped around his base. Both of them were letting out strained, lustrous breaths and noises, Y/n was trembling on his cock; she always struggled to take his length.. “My little Y/n.. so tight.” Hisoka grunted, screwing his eyes shut as Y/n began to lift her hips, up and down in a soft rhythm.

Y/n chewed on her bottom lip, a mangled whine left her lips as she began to pick up her pace, soft wet slaps echoed through the dark room as she brought herself down on him. Hisoka’s eyes narrowed, chuckling as he watched her fuck herself on his cock, so eager to have him in her walls.. despite the pain of the stretch, she wanted to push through until the pleasure began to rake at her body. Hisoka grunted and panted in tune with the movements of her hips, “Good.. good girl.” He whispered, his voice was gruff, his jaw was clenched with pure pleasure.

“Mmmhh~” Y/n mumbled as she chewed on a mouthful of his shirt, but he didn’t care, she could eat his shirt whole and he wouldn’t mind at all.. although he would be concerned if she actually did that, but not surprised.

Hisoka’s hips jerked up involuntarily, his body succumbed to his repressed, primal urges, he squeezed Y/n’s hand with one hand, and squeezed her hip with the other. Y/n’s gummy walls squeezed his cock, like a serpent, filling him with lust and sinful desires.. he growled sharply and dug his nails into her skin. Y/n’s mouth fell open, releasing his shirt as she let out a loud gasp, “Gggh-!” She twitched, and buried him deep inside of her, pushing her hips firmly against him as she came, her orgasm shook her to her core. The pressure had her eyes rolling back and trembling even more than she already was. Hisoka, lost in his own orgasmic daze, groaned out primally, his eyes rolled back into his head as well, he came into her. The rush of white, sticky liquid was all too familiar to her cunt.

They both panted heavily, catching themselves and holding each other tightly. “Mmh~” The woman giggled as a smile spread across her cheeks, “See? Told you I could make it up to you!” She poked at his nose and gave his large, rough hand a soft squeeze.

Hisoka leaned his head back on the seat and chuckled, “Ah.. not exactly the Valentine’s Day I planned out, dear..” he whispered and looked down at her, but then furrowed his brows when he heard faint footsteps. He held her hips and pulled her off of him to sit her down beside him. Y/n frowned when she heard the footsteps, a spider probably looking for their missing “member”, her cheek pressed against the couch as she pouted, figuring that the fun was over now.

“Oh, don’t be sad, baby.” Hisoka cooed, standing up and fastening his belt around his pants after zipping his trousers, “Go back to my apartment and rest, dear. Drop whatever you’re doing tomorrow because I’m taking you out to dinner~”

Sugar Daddy Hisoka Headcanons

Warnings: fem y/n, nsfw, sugar daddy talk, mentions of murder

A/n: blank.

This guy is perfect sugar daddy material. Besides his usually jester-magician getup, after hours he’s dressed in a fancy suit with his hair slicked back like a gangster from the 20s.

He had that hunter money, you’re set for life with him, but don’t expect him to give you cash for free, he wants you to work hard for it. Suck him off, let him fuck you, be his little kitten on his arm, and you’ll have all the money to your hearts desire.

There will be nobody else in the picture, not on his watch. If he finds out you have a secret boyfriend, or another sugar daddy on the line, you both will be killed instantly, he won’t show any remorse. Of course he’ll miss you dearly, but he wants a loyal kitten.

Spoils you with lingerie and fancy clothing, you’re gonna need a bigger closet.

As much as he loves you, and spoiling you, the relationship needs to be on the down-low. It’s not because he isn’t proud of you, or hates your company, it’s because he’s afraid that somebody might harm you or try to get close to you to get to him.

Very romantic, kisses on the back of the palm, romantic expensive dinners every Tuesday, opening doors for you, spinning you around and holding you against his chest passionately, you’re probably the luckiest sugar baby in the world.

Just imagining how Hisoka would ruin his innocent gf 🥵🥵🥵

Sweet Innocent Thing

Warnings: corruption kink, rough sex, breeding kink, fem y/n, nsfw

A/n: Hiiiiii anon!!!! I don’t know if you wanted this to be a request or not, but I’m making it into one bc you gave me an idea owjdejhdsjjdjshd I hope you enjoy nonetheless though! And if you don’t, sorry!!!

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The announcers and the crowd cheered, some even booed, but Y/n waited at the long corridor of the arena, smiling as she watched Hisoka secure his victory. She had grown used to the bloody scenes and watching him take lives from seemingly innocent people.. she chose to date this killer magician, so she just had to adjust to his murderous “lifestyle”, because he sure as hell wasn’t about to adapt to hers. Y/n didn’t agree with how Hisoka murdered, but he didn’t seem to care, but of course she wasn’t against killing; only if there was a strong, valid reason for someone’s life to end, and that’s what Hisoka loved so dearly about her.

Although there was just one thing that peeved Hisoka.. was now naive she was, how oblivious she was to his intimate advances. Y/n always mistook his predatory pounces in bed with her as invitations for “cuddling” which Hisoka didn’t mind, but ever since he had gotten with this innocent little vixen he had been constantly blue-balled by her own, innocence.

But now, he would break that. This was his victory and he was going to celebrate it how he always wanted to.

The magician’s heels clicked on the mental tiles of the arena corridor, he saw Y/n standing there, waiting for him to come closer like a sweet, trained puppy. He gave her a warm, friendly smile, but his eyes were anything but; they were filled with desires of lust and perversion, ogling her body up and down, practically undressing her with his eyes. Hisoka had seen her naked before.. they both have seen each other’s bodies, but she never seemed to care!! It was like the concept of nudity didn’t exist to her, either that or it didn’t matter to her.. finally he stood in front of her, standing tall and proud, his warm smirk turned into a more sinister one to match his hawk-like gaze. “Hello there~ did you enjoy the view~?” He cooed at her, lifting a hand to bring it to her face, the pad of his thumb gently squished the chubbiness of her cheek. Y/n giggled, in that cute way that always sent Hisoka into madness, her little smile lit a bonfire in his loins that fueled his throbbing erections.. his muscles would flex when his desires weren’t met, he would be left with nothing to do other than stand alone in the closet, holding Y/n’s panties to his face and jacking off his thick, hard length. The things you do to me Y/n~ you’ll find out soon enough~ he licked his lips.

“I was rooting for you all the way!! You did so well, Hiso!!” She smiled, getting on her tippy toes and bringing his face close to hers, planting little kisses all over and around his lips. She began to ramble about taking him out for a nice dinner date to celebrate his victory.. but her words weren’t listened to, as Hisoka only had one thing on his mind as of right now.. “Hmm.. I actually have my own idea of “celebration” darling~” he held his elbow out for her to grab onto his arm, “Come along~” he cooed. Squeaking in excitement, Y/n did a little jump and wrapped her arms around Hisoka’s arm, letting them lead the way to his now shared suite.

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Hisoka had laid Y/n down on the bed, surrounding her with soft pillows, along with having her legs propped up by them as well. “Are we going to watch a movie or something, Hiso?” She asked, since.. they normally watch movies in bed, and do nothing else but cuddle, “I can get some on my phone!” Chuckling, Hisoka began to remove his shirt, and other articles of clothing until he was down to nothing but socks and boxers, still having his wristbands on of course; he couldn’t be bothered. “Ooh.. no no, my dear~” he said in a soft, yet gruff voice that always did things to Y/n.. she didn’t know why Hisoka would make her feel this way at times, it was a tingling sensation in her core, like an urge to.. pee? She didn’t know how to explain it herself, Y/n watched curiously as Hisoka made his way onto the bed, until he was sitting on his knees, between her propped up legs. I’ve put her in such a delectable position~ like a nice Christmas ham on display for me~ the thought made him let out a chuckle as his hands flew down to massage her waist and hips, ready to be carved into and eaten properly~

Y/n blinked a couple of times at Hisoka, “Hiso-bear.. what are you doing?” She asked softly, her eyes flashing from Hisoka’s hands on her waist, then up to his dominating gaze. “You’re so clueless are you~?” He spoke, leaning close to her face, looming above her, “So innocent and delicate~” he brought one hand up to gently graze her cheek with the back of his palm. Oh no.. the tingles were back again, she bit her lip and looked down, seeing how Hisoka’s crotch was between her legs. He was pressing that bulge in his boxers against her core, that’s making the tingling worse!! Ooh but.. why does it feel good?! Hisoka took note of her eyes, and rolled his hips against her clothed cunt, the only article of clothing separating them was his boxers, and her panties, “How does that make you feel~?” He questioned, “Now answer me truthfully~” he growled into her ear maliciously. Y/n’s mouth stammered as she opened it, trying to find the words to say, “It.. feels nice.. but.. tingly..” she let a quiet moan escape her lips when that bulge Hisoka had in his boxers flicked against her sensitive, throbbing clit, “Ooh~ too tingly..~” she whimpered and gripped the pillows on either side of herself, looking up at Hisoka for a response, or a reason of why she was feeling so dirty in this moment..

Hisoka only chuckled, “Mmh~ good~” he dragged his finger down between her cleavage, down her belly, and down to the hem of her panties, swiftly pulling them off of her gorgeous legs and tossing them aside. “H-Hiso.. what are you doing..?” Y/n asked, usually she didn’t mind being naked in front of Hisoka, it was just their bodies; it was natural. But she had a lingering feeling that Hisoka had something sinister planned for her.. she gulped and looked up at him again. “Don’t look so frightened, my dear..~” he whispered, resting an arm beside of her while his other hand pulled his boxers down, giving her passionate eye contact to distract her from his large cock, his red angry tip prodded at her entrance, he relished in the small moment when her eyes widened in shock, before they widened even bigger once he slid himself in all the way.

Y/n screamed and grabbed his biceps, digging her nails into his skin and screaming, her cunt throbbed and clenched at the huge mass that had just intruded her virgin temple, “Ooh~!!! Oooh Hisoka~!! What are you doing?!” She moaned out, her legs curling and squeezing at the pillows she was placed onto. The magician only threw his head back and let out a loud, perverse moan of release into the air; this was bliss, pleasure, he knew after months of waiting to penetrate her gummy pink walls that the moment he finally did; it would feel like heaven, a sick side of heaven Hisoka thought that he had the privilege of entering once he bit the dust..

Y/n moaned and panted rapidly as Hisoka began to thrust, she felt it deep in her gut, in her belly; he was so big, too big for her tiny little slit, but he didn’t seem to care, he was a predator in this world plain and simple, he was going to make sure his little girl was carved out, he would stretch and ruin her walls to his desire, training her to take his cock whenever he pleased. “Hisoka~!!!” She whined, looking up at him, drool slipping out of the corners of her mouth, her eyes nearly rolled back deep into her skull as she tried to look at him above her. Y/n’s vision was a blur, but she could very well make out Hisoka’s carnal, evil grin, he enjoyed the suffering of others; and that included his little girlfriend’s, even if it was just being entangled in bed with her. He was an evil man, he’s going to fuck her until she breaks on his cock.

“You’ve been coy for so long~” Hisoka growled, “And I’m a very impatient man~ however I’m impressed you’ve managed to keep me at bay for this long~” he laughed as pleasured tears steamed down Y/n’s face, along with the drool, and mindless babbled moans that would leave her mouth. “Eeeeeeehh..~!!!” Y/n squealed, her legs bobbing back due from the sheer force of Hisoka’s mean thrusts. Hisoka raked a hand through his hair, flipping it back although it fell down to his face again since he was moving at quite a rapid pace. The bed shook and squeaked below them, the headboard knocked and banged against the wall, but that didn’t matter to Hisoka; not many people made it to the 200th floor anyways, and even if they did, they wouldn’t stay. Nobody in their right mind would have Hisoka as a neighbor, he was far from a friendly, reliable man to have living next door.

“Tingly~!!!” Y/n squealed out, her arms shooting up, her hands going around Hisoka’s shoulders and gripping the back of his neck for dear life, “Hisoka~!!! I-I-!!!” She gasped loudly, then screamed when her body forced her into her first orgasm, Hisoka did this to my body!! What is he doing to me?! Her tongue rolled and bobbed out of her mouth, her brain going hazy, although she could still see his sinister grin above her, hearing his maniacal laughs and primal grunts, he’s an evil man.. he’s such a monster~!! Hisoka’s hand slowly made its way to the top of her head, tenderly rubbing her scalp for a moment, only to pull her hair upwards, making her squeal even louder as he continued slamming and burying himself inside of her, in and out; making loud and sinful wet clapping noises.

“Bear the fruit of my seed, my new little slut~” he growled in her ear, “I’ll stuff you up nice and full with my child~ Let the people stare, but they’ll know who’s rightfully mine~” his words were so harsh and cruel, she looked down at her belly, watching her abdomen bulge from his massive cock, and then she imagined herself swelling up with his children.. big and full, I’m going to be carrying the children of a monster!! He’s a monster~!! Y/n trembled and clenched hard around Hisoka’s cock as she felt his rough pace become faster, his thrusts getting more firm. “Ooh don’t look so frightened~” he whispered to her, “You’ll grow to love the feeling, you’ll be so excited and eager to accept my cock~” he pulled on her hair tightly, making her let out a choked moan, gargling on her own saliva. Her ears began to ring when she felt his thick cum spurt inside of her, filling her womb with his demon-spawn, she gasped, whole body trembling; eyes going wide with shock, terror, and then the feeling faded into utter bliss.

The arousal in the room calmed down, as both of their orgasms subsided, Hisoka laid on top of Y/n, his hands massaging her sore scalp, gently rubbing her hair and giving her kisses all over her body, kissing her chest, then her rib cages, and then her belly, he brought his face back up to rest on her shoulder, kissing the nape of her neck over and over, whispering sweet nothings to her. Hisoka’s large hands massaged her hips now, she wrapped two shaky arms around his back, still feeling dazed from the new experience.

The magician’s sick words of praise and adoration were hazy, and a blur to Y/n, all that was on her mind now was his thick cock.. she wanted more.

It's scary how rough hisoka is during sex 🌚but would he make an exception with a virgin and make up for it later?

Hisoka w/ Virgin reader

Warnings: loss of virginity, rough sex, nsfw

A/n: thanks for the request!! I’m sorry that this is so late though lol!

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“oooh my little flower needs to be plucked, I see~” he would chuckle with his dark, soothing yet spine-chilling voice.

Hisoka would have fun with his little Y/n, making sure that he got their face red and coated with both sweat and tears, that he would lick up as soon as he saw them. His cock pulverizes their insides with each thrust he would bestow upon them.

Until Y/n pleaded for him to slow down, screaming and thrashing. Hisoka immediately slowed down, looking at them and examining their face and body language to make sure that they were ok.

Never in his life has he been gentle during sex(which is why nobody wants to fuck him oop), but.. he could make an exception for this little one.

As soon as Y/n was ready again, Hisoka would lay down beside them, kissing their shoulder and caressing their body, one of their legs would be thrown over his waist as he slowly thrusted in and out, while making sure to go at a pace of their liking.

After that, he would try and do some aftercare, giving Y/n a massage, or giving them a warm bubble bath, just anything to make them feel comfortable after he had stolen their virginity.

He would bake them brownies as well.