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Darling! Hisoka Morow x Yandere! Reader
cw: NSFW • Obsessive/Possessive Themes • Fem! Reader • Noncon turned Dubcon • Yandere Themes • Murder • Emotional Instability • Yandere! Reader • Drug usage • HC • PIV
This is not “reader” inclusive as I’d assume nearly 99.9% of you do not exhibit true yandere traits. This is written with a female yandere in mind. No other physical descriptors will be used, but “reader” will have psychological descriptors and habits which will likely not match the majority. Please keep this in mind while reading. Thank you!
To become so obsessed with a psychotic mass murdering clown magician like Hisoka, you’d need to be a special breed. Harley Quinn style if you will, but incorporating an even more massively unhealthy level of adoration and blindness.
Since Hisoka is a whimsical sociopath and amoral character, it’d likely attract someone that is… surprisingly selfless and mildly antisocial. His attitude and way of life likely trigger feelings of envy and jealousy at first within you. Why does he get to be so carefree? Why can’t you just slaughter your entire place of work when they piss you off?
So starts the morbid curiosity. Who is Hisoka Morow?
You’d see him in passing a time or two, maybe you’d even witness him kill or target an individual in battle. You’d stay undetected by Hisoka. This requires great skill in nen-ability and you’d likely be a pro-Hunter or something along those lines. You’d need to be incredibly powerful and a good strategist to have Hisoka as a darling. Specializing in stealth/tracking/spying would all do you well in aiding to observe stalk Hisoka.
He’d take a life so easily it’d stun you. His lack of remorse after even more. How does he feel so little? Why is he so easily aroused in battle? Why can’t you look away? Rationality will need to take a backseat in this budding crush you have. It won’t bloom into what you call “love” until he does something that speaks to you personally.
It’ll be entirely mundane too.
He’ll do one thing that will capture your heart. Maybe it’s when he spares Gon and Killua. He’d claim it’s because they’ll make worthy opponents later. You’ll see it as something else.
Once your feelings for him are established, it’s impossible to find fault with him anymore. Everything he does is perfect, utterly adorable and fascinating, and he’s a silly kitten who can do no wrong in your mind. His clawed finger nails are proof that the most harm he can do is claw up some curtains.
Hisoka is constantly on the move, traveling often and usually very light. He does have a few spaces he uses more like storage than actual living quarters. This where you spend time when you aren’t observing him. Going through his things, envisioning a future with him, imagining him tied to the bed.
You’ll be delusional but no so much you believe you can have him without force. Wild cats are hard to tame after all, and a superiority complex over Hisoka will begin to develop the longer you watch and learn about him. You’ll likely have dug up all the skeletons of his past. You believe you know him best, who else understands him so well but you?
This dig includes any lovers or even potential lovers. They’re in the way and need to be gotten rid of. You can’t let them ruin him now can you?
Finding all of his past lovers isn’t easy, especially without alerting him to anything suspicious at first. Thankfully, despite his track record of murders, his love life is stale at best. A few hookups when he was younger, no long term relationships, but he does have a notable relationship with a female from the Phantom Troupe.
Machi, a beautiful woman which Hisoka blatantly flirts with. More than the usual too, it holds a level of sexual tension which invokes unparalleled rage inside you. It’s ironically not directed at Machi, but she’ll bear the brunt of it anyway.
Hisoka is given both a sick and delightful surprise when Machi’s severed head is delivered to his hotel suite in a box. A love poem hand written by you in it, but it’s a warning for him too.
It’s a grotesque combination, but it’ll most certainly catch his attention. A bouquet might’ve sufficed too, but Hisoka will now know of your existence. He doesn’t think this is a love note though, he thinks this is revenge. He’ll be angry too, because whether Machi was ever a real love rival or not, she was someone he wanted to fight. His designated prey was caught and killed before he even had a true chance of tasting victory over them. That must mean you are an even better treat.
It’ll drive you wild seeing how desperate he becomes to track you down and find you. He comes close a few times too, but always just out of reach. His real niche laying in combat unlike you. It feels romantic in a sense, and it’ll drive the fantasy further that you two are meant to be together. He’s meant to be yours isn’t he? As you begin leaving even more obvious hints of your presence in his life, he’ll realize it’s not revenge you’re seeking.
He’ll figure out he’s got a perverted little stalker when he finds your cute lace panties left for him to find. No need to mention you’d touched yourself on his bed to the thought of him and came in them. It’ll be fairly obvious from the fact that he hasn’t been to this particular hideout in a while and it’s spotless. No dust. Everything perfect, but he didn’t clean before he left this one. Then he’ll see on the unmade bed, a clear sign of a woman having intruded and marked the area. Strands of your hair. Your scent. Your clothes.
Still, he won’t catch you. He’ll bait you too, and sometimes you wonder if you’ve been caught only to realize he just knows he’s always being watched now. He doesn’t know your exact location or if you actually are there. “I liked your gift… hmm, but it would’ve been a nicer surprise to see you in them~” he’s flirtation and goading. It’ll be difficult to resist him, when he’s seemingly speaking straight at you. You know the moment you reveal yourself though, he’s not going to drop to his knees and offer himself to you. It’ll be a battle on sight. Though the thought of him getting aroused because of fighting you… makes you itch to throw caution to the wind.
Instead you clear any and all traces of your presence for several long months, until Hisoka grows avidly annoyed and then slowly disinterested, moving on to other opponents and amusements. Being in your line of work means a very much endless cash flow, the resources available to keep up with your favorite pass time of just watching him in all his glory. He’s perfection, even as his face twists up into a manic monstrous expression as he slaughters his victims, you see nothing but an angel. Never mind the screams and begging for mercy, isn’t he so cute when he plays a magic trick for them? It’s easy to become overwhelmed with jealously occasionally, but you’re good at being patient and reminding yourself that person isn’t special, Hisoka is just entertaining himself.
It’s also hard to remind yourself you aren’t special either. While it takes a certain sense of superiority over a darling to develop yandere tendencies, you’re also affected by an inferiority complex about the world. This means you’re isolated in how you interact with the world, no close friends or relatives, no real hobbies outside of what assists you with your work, hardly any social interactions that aren’t required. This is what makes Hisoka so fascinating, and it’s also what starts your real downward spiral to depravity.
What makes you truly snap and lose control to your yandere tendencies , is nothing other than Hisoka himself.
He’s coming down from a recent high of a fight in Heaven’s Arena, only showing up due to being challenged as a floor master, but the fight had been surprisingly up to his standards. His opponent was both entertaining and thrilling until their end. He was in a good mood, a very good one, so when a spectator approached him batting their lashes and hinting at spending the night in his suite… he said yes.
That was strike one.
Strike two was the audacity of the piece of shit throwing themself at him. You carefully followed, silent and untraceable as sexual tension began to rise in the elevator all three of you shared. Only they thought it was just them.
Strike three. Wasn’t your presence at least somewhat obvious? It’s highly delusional on your end to become enraged at other’s ignorance to your presence despite your mastery of hiding it. It’s what allowed you to watch Hisoka so long after all, but illogical as it is, you were still pissed. Furious at both of them but now mostly at Hisoka. Who was leaning over them, letting his height and teeth aching sugary tone seduce this common stray off the street like they were his personal favorite. They weren’t. He didn’t have any real favorites. Only toys that were disposable and this was no different but it didn’t matter because he was yours. And it seemed he needed to learn this.
Even Hisoka can be taken off guard, especially with his pants feeling too tight and the piece of ass before him being all to eager to please.
He’s unconscious when you finally reveal yourself. The deafening scream echoing throughout the elevator as it finally reached Hisoka’s designated floor and opening. Unfortunately for the poor soul screaming who was just looking to get laid, you weren’t in the mood to grant them anything less than a brutal death.
“Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up shut shut up!” Your fist broke bone with each strike, until your victim lay unrecognizable and very dead. You’d released your nen, and every nen user in this entire Arena now knows you’re here, all because anger got the best of you.
It didn’t matter, because even with the corpse at your feet, you were still furious.
You took both Hisoka and the body out of the elevator and swiftly worked to clean up the damage and fluids. You didn’t need the Arena fining you again. Hisoka was out cold, but he’s quick to recover so you work on getting him into his suite and bed, working his wrists into nen blocking steel cuffs. He’s spread like a star fish, each limb hooked to the fancy bed posts. You muttered anxiously as you dug around your bag, hands shaking as you pulled out a small leather pouch about the size of your palm.
It might seem overkill, but chaining and drugging ensured your personal safety once he woke up.
Never mind the fact that you could just leave after disposing of the body. Your heart fluttering and cheeks flushing as you looked upon his unconscious body on the bed prevented you from acting within reason. No, you wanted him to see you, if for no other reason than to establish where he was.
Beneath you.
Hiding your presence and that of the corpse, you quickly left the building with Hisoka’s key card to properly rid yourself of the responsibility and allow yourself to fully focus on Hisoka.
Returning was quick and painless, this time not revealing your presence until back in Hisoka’s suite.
His face was angelic while he slept, though his head would likely ache from the powerful blow you landed to the back to get him in this state. You contented yourself with just watching him for the next hour or so, until with no warning, he woke up. It was odd how he didn’t even twitch. Just suddenly aware of his situation and surroundings, alertness to his features immediately. You wished it was a sleepier and cuter wake up, but you still found it adorable how on guard he was instantly.
Those lovely gold orbs landed on you and narrowed, despite his sly smile. He might appear relaxed and languid for someone chained up and hardly able to move their body due to relaxants circulating their system, but you knew he was furious. Hisoka, as much as he loves playing with others, hates being played with. You stayed silent, letting him observe and calculate, allowing him time to run through his options and every plausible scenario.
“Well… good morning Ms. Stalker.” His airy words sent visible shivers down your spine, his eyes and focus, for the first time entirely on you. He also seemed to note your reaction, his smile sharp and predatory. “Oh? You like the nickname? Bad girl… don’t you know not to play with magic?” He tested his restraints, with surprisingly more strength than you thought he’d have after injecting him. He’d require another dose then. You were quick to work on that, his eyes tracking your movements and realizing your objective.
“Not even going to let me play?” He didn’t resist as you sterilized his arm before injecting him with a fourth dose. Three should’ve been enough to tranquilize an elephant but Hisoka wasn’t a normal human. He flexed his hands and twisted his wrists, copying the same with his feet and ankles. The cuffs were made specifically for him. You’d kindly taken off his shoes and socks, but his shirt and pants remained on. You felt your throat constrict and thighs clench at the thought of him naked. You’d already seen it a multitude of times but he hadn’t known you did. Watching him shower and change so shamelessly.
“You look ready to eat me. Is that what this is dear? You got jealous when I brought another up here?” His nickname for you threw you off, your eyes widening and meeting his teasing gaze. He looked sinfully beautiful like this, at your mercy yet still so him. You licked your lips, feeling mildly nervous now that you were about to speak to him. This was too good an opportunity to pass up though.
“Yes,” he paused when you finally answered, “I…I was very jealous.” Your hands gripped the bottom of your shirt, the material bunching as the earlier annoyance was brought back to your attention. You grimaced, “This wasn’t really how I intended for you to meet me for the first.”
“Oh? But we’re here nonetheless aren’t we?” His tone was a bit snarky, but he was correct. What did you do now? Make every little fantasy you had come true?
“How about this, yes? You take these off and I give you a painless death. Isn’t that nice of me?” His words have your eyes snapping up to his face, his words not matching his sweet expression. He wanted to kill you? Not even fight? You frowned, a low boiling of rage in the pit of your stomach.
“You think you hold any power here?” You sneered back at him, walking to look down at his sorry figure chained up and at your mercy. He was being a brat. You backhanded him swiftly, his head cracking to the side at the force and momentum. His pale skin already reddening as a small trail of blood tricked down his chin. His gaze was on fire as he turned back to look up at you. Defiant and piercing, but his smile never wavered. “How about this, Hisoka, you stay right where you are, and maybe I’ll be nice and let you finish tonight.” His eyes widened, a small moment of shock taking over his features but he quickly schooled them again.
You began undressing swift, throwing your clothes to the floor until you were only in your underwear. Your chest heaved, nipples tightening under the cool air of the room and Hisoka’s gaze. You couldn’t place his expression exactly, a combination of desire and rage most likely. You climbed atop the bed and thus him, knees on either side of his hips as you made light work of his shirt. Shredding the garment and tossing it to join your clothes. His pants were next, now both of you almost completely naked and staring at one another.
“Is this your idea of a good time Ms. Stalker? Tying up innocent magicians and having your way with them?” You laugh at this sentence, because it was silly to think too much about. He was still being light and teasing but he was exuding a little bit of bloodlust.
“No Hisoka, my idea of a good time is just you in general.” You placed a cold hand on his abdomen, sliding it up gently until it reached his throat. “Watching you, hearing you, smelling you…” your eyes trailed up his naked torso to his lips for a moment, before connecting your gazes. “This is your fault really. I didn’t ask to be haunted by you, I didn’t ask to feel like this, I didn’t ask to want someone so badly I’d gladly watch this word burn if it meant you’d be entirely mine.” It was a deeply disturbing confession. You sat down, right over his erection where you could grind your pussy against him and elicit a beautiful hiss of pleasure and pain from him. “I can’t, oh, I can’t decide if I want to own you or be you really,” you panted, beginning a slow rock of your hips as your arousal soared. The object of all your affection beneath you, looking so much like a cat being bathed it brought a small smile to your lips. This was all turning you on, and he seemed to also be enjoying himself somewhat.
“I very much would love to humor you dear, but I really do recommend you remove these.” He dropped his facade, his expression turning dark as he realized how unlikely you were to release him. You were clearly deranged, maybe more so than himself. He tugged against his chains, the rattling echoing around the room but it only served to make you amused. Despite his words, his hips had begun to lightly buck up into you now. Both of your underwear soaked through, a combination of your slick and his precum. His voice and tone sent your hormones flying to cloud nine, your face starting to look intoxicated as you gazed down at him with obsession.
“You say you want them off but do you really want this to end? I could just… leave you here. All night. Maybe I’ll come back just to make sure you, haah, stay hard?” You were panting and a little sweaty, breasts heaving as you became more intoxicated by the moment and him. You looked spelled bound and he looked downright menacing. Of course, because out of all things, Hisoka likes control. His flirtatious attitude can not be mistaken as submissive, but here you were forcing him into such a role. Threatening him with a punishment if he didn’t behave like a dog.
It made him want to bite you like one.
“Pretty Ms. Stalker could’ve told me she wanted her little pussy filled, no need to go to such lengths-tss!” He flinched when you finally fished his cock free, your soft cool hand a striking contrast to his pulsing hot shaft.
“You’re so pretty Hisoka.” You were lost to your own fantasies, not really registering his words anymore. He realized it quickly as you focused all your attention on his leaking cock, impressed by the size and girth. It would hurt, taking him, but the thought of stretching around him was driving you wild.
But first… you dropped your chest low and opened your mouth. Your tongue had him groaning low, the sound of his teeth grinding together had you even wetter than before. You licked from base to tip, slow and sensual. He tasted sweet. Not salty or bitter like you imagined and it had you quickly and messily taking him into your mouth.
For all you were, you weren’t experienced. This was your first blowjob but you prayed not your last, because as you choked and gagged to take more him, he was losing it himself. What you lacked in experience and skill, you were making up for in enthusiasm and pure need to please. Observing his reactions as you let his tip finally sink into your throat even as tears pricked your eyes and fell down your cheeks. It burned and ached, but you pushed the pain down as you watched him. He finally gave in and kept your gaze as you worked to make him cum, sucking and taking him as deep into your throat as you could. You were making an absolute mess of his cock and balls, slobbering all over him. It was erotic and truly enticing, and the only indication he was close was the twitch of his lip and his hips trying to make you take even more of him.
You tried to get all of him in your throat when he came, but you failed by an inch or so. You stayed still as his hot cum coated your throat and mouth, moaning at his musky sweet flavor and making sure to suck and milk him for any leftover until he was choking on his own moans for you.
You made sure to clean him up nicely, licking and making sure even his balls weren’t missed. When you finally pulled back to look at him, you nearly passed out at the sight.
He was slightly sweaty, breathing a little heavier with half lidded eyes glaring and grinning viciously at you. His cheeks flushed, the left slightly bruised from your earlier hit. His lips red and bitten, a bit of blood still leftover on his chin. He looked gorgeous. You couldn’t be blamed when you were stumbling off the bed to grab your camera from your bag. No need to turn the flash off since he knows of your presence now.
He scowls as you snap his picture, looking beautiful and ruined just for you.
“I- sorry- I just need this okay?” You set the camera down, eager to return and continue touching him and exploring.
He snorted, looking at you in disbelief with mild amusement. “Is that so? You needed to photograph me naked?”
“What? No. I have lots of those already. I wanted one of your face after I made you cum.” He seemed flabbergasted at your answer, but you couldn’t help your eager hands from cupping his cheeks and leaned down over his face. “You’re just so pretty I can’t help it.” You told him honestly, his expression relaxing into something neutral as he observes you. Fine by you, as you begin kissing his face, hair, cheek you hit and then his neck. You lick and suck over his pulse, enjoying the masculine groan as you mark him up and lick his sweat. You’re trembling as you wiggle down to his chest, playing with his nipples. Swirling your tongue elicits the best response, his back arching lightly and proving your theory that his nipples are sensitive.
His hardening cock beneath you all the proof you need, your own nipples pebbled and aching as you drag your chest against his while you work.
When he bucks up again underneath you, you finally release his nipple with a pop. Looking at his tossed and adorably fucked appearance, you shiver. His hair messy from throwing his head into the pillows. You licked your lips, finally clumsily trying to get out of your underwear but failing because of your position. With a huff of annoyance you just tore them off, finally completely naked and slightly embarrassed by his stare.
It hardly mattered if he liked what he saw, you weren’t so far gone that you thought you looked anything like his earlier willing catch which you’d crushed- “Pretty thing aren’t you?” You paused your internal rambling when he spoke. His voice low and husky, not as flirtatious and teasing like his usual tone. You’d never heard him use this voice before, you eyes meeting his with curiosity.
He chuckled, but his bloodlust from earlier was gone like it had never happened, “What’s wrong? You were so eager just a moment ago, don’t tell me you’re shy now? Is Ms. Stalker a virgin?”
His goading voice was back, covering up his earlier tone like it’d been a mistake. Though you were surprised he hit the nail on the head. You were a virgin. Not because you lacked people willing to fuck you, but because you lacked interpersonal skills to have a normal relationship. Intimacy terrified you before you’d fallen for Hisoka, but after it was all you seemed to want. To touch him, feel him, make him feel good. You wanted him desperately.
“I won’t be much longer.” You looked away and solidified your resolve as you moved to hover above him again, your dripping cunt begging to be filled. You balanced using one hand on his hip, the other gripping his once more hard cock and lining him up with your entrance. You let his tip brush through your sensitive folds as you shakily released a breath. You took one small peak at his face, his eyes watching you like how a hawk might watch it’s prey.
You let his tip breach your entrance, no surprise that it stung. You didn’t prep yourself at all, and though you were wet enough, you wished you’d thought to carry a little lube in case this scenario ever occurred. It didn’t matter though because even if it hurt you were being connected to him and it made your chest swell with pride and happiness.
“Fuck, you’re tight- ah” he threw his head back and grit his teeth again, your gummy walls simultaneously sucking him in and pushing him out. It had him close already embarrassingly enough. The pleasure and pain mind numbing.
You’d only taken half of him but it was leaving you breathless, “m’trying” you could only gasp as you struggled to push more of him in, tears pricking your eyes once more as the pure stretch of his cock inside you was turning your brain off. It hurt but it felt good too.
“If you take these off, I’ll happily finish the job you’ve started dear~” Despite his tone, his face looked just as aroused and strained as your own. It was tempting, but deep down you really didn’t trust him. It came from knowing him that you didn’t trust him in the least. You shook your head, denying his prompting. His laugh is dark, even as his hips surge up to force another few inches into you. You cry out, bracing against his chest as you fall forward a bit. He does it again, sinking into you until finally you feel your hips meet and his tip kiss deeply into your cervix. You lay panting against his chest for a moment as his cock pulses inside you, your body pathetically struggling to adjust to his size.
“Take them off while I’m being nice.” He’s not asking, but still you shake your head and push yourself up, moaning as he sinks even deeper. Your hips take on an unsteady rhythm, testing the depth that feels the best but his hips throw you off each time you find the perfect angle. The stretch and friction drive you wild, your mind numbing to the pain and pleasure as you feel the coil inside you close to snapping.
“Feels good~” your moaning loudly, face fucked out and teary eyes locking with Hisoka’s. His eyes are burning, face scrunched up in frustration because your pace isn’t quite fast enough, nor is he hitting as deep as he’d like. His chains clink against the steel posts, you’re too distracted though to pay attention as you desperately work your hips towards your finish, bouncing on his dick. “M’gonna cum Hisoka” your deliriously close, the coil right about to snap-
When his chains do first.
“Huh,” You only get a split second to panic before he’s on you, breaking each steel bedpost and freeing his movement up again. His cuffs are still secured for a second but it’s meaningless a moment later when they shatter. His nen stored up enough to cancel their purpose of restraining him despite how much you’d paid that specialist who guaranteed no one could get out of them. Never mind that he should still be drugged up enough to he struggling to move at all.
You find your positions switched, your back hitting the mattress as you gaze up into his eyes now.
It’s silent for a moment, save your own pounding heart and icy fear now filling your veins. He just… looks at you. His face blank, eyes calculating but just when you decide it’s best to fight than let him slaughter you like this, he laughs.
Not like normal. This is borderline hysterical laughter, his hand wrapping around his torso as he howls with laughter.
Before you can activate your ability, he’s got a hand wrapped around your throat and squeezing just enough to warn you. “Did you think this would all just work out how you wanted dear?” You were scared, that was true, but as he nudged your thighs apart and dragged his still hard cock through your folds teasingly, you realized you were also horrifically aroused too.
All of your fantasies had you on top, because you didn’t trust him not to kill you if he was, if he even wanted to willingly touch you at all.
“Look at you~ poor thing,” he’s mockingly sweet as he leans over you, long tongue coming out to lick your tears off your cheek. As he leaned back, you truly didn’t expect his hand to leave your neck and slap you across the face. The sting follows after his hit lands, but it shocks you silly more than it actually hurts. You don’t have too long to think before he’s shoving himself back in, and your too far gone to stop the orgasm that slams into you. “Wait!” It too late even as you cry out, hands desperately grabbing on to something to anchor you. Him.
He hisses, face vicious as he stares down at you, “Did you really just cum?” His voice somewhat incredulous as he feels you twitch and writhe beneath him. He stayed still, letting you shakily come down from your high before he’s rocking into you.
Then he’s fucking you just how he likes. Hands gripping your hips in a death grip as he slams himself into your overstimulated cunt over and over. He leaves you mewling and fucked stupid beneath him as he mercilessly thrusts into you like a rag doll. You can’t keep up. Can hardly speak besides useless babbling, only making him laugh and sarcastically mock you for it.
“What’s wrong dear? Isn’t this what you wanted? Am I just so deep inside you~?” Cooing as you nod and cry harder.
It’s when he kisses you that you cum again. He tastes like bubblegum and you’re gone, creaming his cock as his tongue tangled with you own messily. It all feels too good, your arms wrapping around his neck, legs around his waist, while you just struggle to take it. His tip pounding away in a spot that has you gasping and sobbing below him, because despite everything, this is the most pleasure you’d ever felt. It was disorienting and left you mildly numb, his sharp claws trailing down your chest softly to settle his thumb over your clit and press until you came again.
This one was slightly painful, your muscles constricting so hard Hisoka finally fell over the edge himself. His moans so pretty, soft and deep as his hips still move despite him emptying himself inside you.
He recovers first, staring down at the pretty thing in his arms struggling to catch her breath.
You’d given quite the headache for a while now, but tonight really took everything up a notch. You certainly weren’t halfhearted, something of which he respected. You weren’t a weak thing either, his thrusts harsh enough to break a normal human’s hips, but you just looked fucked stupid. It was cruel of him to be so rough, but then again you’d really brought it on yourself hadn’t you?
You’d brought all this onto yourself, and whatever happened in the future too.
Because now he was a little hooked as well, and you were just too cute and interesting to leave alone now that he’s tasted you. Had you first.
He easily reached over to snag your camera, switching it on and snapping a picture of you still shaking and twitching with his cock still buried inside you and beginning to grow hard again.
Realization dawned on you, but even as you tried to move and get away from him, he had your wrist locked above your head to stop that nonsense.
“Nu-uh dear, I’m not finished. Not even a little.” His lustful gaze and sadistic smirk had you looking like a frightened animal, but it only served to rile him up further.
It’s after all, your fault for loving someone like him, right?
It’s important to note that once Hisoka becomes interested, he treasures it. But something he treasures one day can become trash the next… until you.
Hisoka is surprisingly a willing darling. Don’t think this reverses any roles, he’s not submissive to you in the slightest. He acts like a total brat but he’s dominant through and through, don’t expect to ride him unless he’s got full control to just fuck up into you.
He’s needier than you’d expect too. Not just with sex, that’s constant, but also in just having your company. He likes when you talk to him, interact with him, don’t expect to go back into observing from the sidelines. He’s all to happy to give you front row seats.
He’s just as jealous as you are, but he’ll purposely play into your jealousy by flirting with other women to rile you up. He just likes how you look enraged, finds it cute. If you do the same, he’ll make that individual sit tied to a chair while he fucks you in front of them until you can’t even apologize anymore. Then he’ll kill them. He welcomes the same treatment. You get a bit shy acting it out.
Bonnie and Clyde duo!
He’s not a yandere, though he gets jealous, he’s just a psychopath in general. He’ll still be Hisoka no matter what. While you can interact normally with others when necessary, your fixation on him will remain an outlier. Hisoka is just trash to everyone, and surprisingly decent to you. By your low standards.
He likes ice-cream and ice-cream dates. He’s an ice-cream date man.
Illumi doesn’t understand your relationship but respects your devotion. Wonders why more women can’t be like you. Hisoka likes that his friend is envious of what he has.
Enjoy your darling, he’s frustrating and difficult but all yours now!
Dividers by @benkeibear
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I love your yandere content! How about a Yandere!reader with HxH, platonic or romantic, have fun with it :)
YANDERE! Reader with HxH characters:
includes: gon, killua, kurapika, leorio, hisoka, illumi, chrollo, shalnark, feitan, and meruem.
MINORS AGED UP!!!
GON FREECS:
oh this sweet, sweet boy. he wouldn’t have a damn clue until it’s blatantly obvious. he would see that you’re getting hurt more often and think that someone is giving you trouble. he wouldn’t realize that you’re manipulating him at all.
when someone points out what you’re doing, he’ll start to catch on a bit, but he’ll come talk to you about it and hope for the best. if you’ve anticipated this, you likely have an ace up your sleeve… like, kidnapping or maybe getting rid of that person(s) or maybe even some more manipulation.
depending on what kind of yandere the reader is, gon will catch on at some point. it might take him a few weeks or maybe a few years- it all depends on how crafty you are.
now, when gon finds out, he’s devastated. he’s angry and hurt and upset. he doesn’t know why you’re doing this. maybe he can help you? you seem to have a twisted sense of love… maybe it was a product of your childhood, or maybe it’s something else. either way, gon wants to help.
KILLUA ZOLDYCK:
Killua will catch on right away. He can sense your bloodlust and will call you out on it. He doesn’t like it. It reminds him of his childhood. He will go to any length to avoid you if you don’t ‘quit your shit’.
Killua is a bit interested in why your love for him is like this, but will only make assumptions. He doesn’t want to get too close to you anymore. I will admit that i can see him being slightly scared of you. it doesn’t matter if he’s stronger than you or not- i think he’d worry about gon and try to distance himself. killua would induce his own lonliness for awhile.
If you kill to get his attention, he’ll just kill you. I genuinely think that manipulation is the only way to get to him, but you’ve got to be better than Illumi was (which is a hard task in itself). Good luck on getting him to bend to your will.
KURAPIKA KURTA:
kurapika would be suspicious of your behavior but wish for the best. i don’t think he’d catch on too quickly, but he’d be keeping an eye on you. when he finds out, he’s horrified. you’ve been doing this because of him?
in all honesty kurapika would be one of the easiest targets. he would flash back to his clan’s massacre and be absolutely fucking horrified- angry, but horrified. he would be angry that you were doing these things, but he’d be scared too. he can’t use The Judgment Chain on you. It would kill him! He needs to find his clan’s eyes!
If you find his Clan’s eyes for him and send them to his house, he’ll be forever grateful. i think this would be the way to his heart to be honest. like, i think he would feel indebted to you and try to do right by you because of it.
i also think that if you manipulate him enough, he’ll stay.
LEORIO PARADINIGHT:
Leorio is over the fucking moon when he finds out that he has someone that loves him. especially someone his type! i don’t think he would know about your behaviors at all until it was too late. leorio is the easiest target. you can’t change my mind.
when leorio finds out, he’s scared. he can’t use nen! he’s not strong! he doesn’t have a lot of stamina! what is he supposed to do?!
i think that leorio would try to leave but once he knows that you have eyes on him at all times, he just gives up. he feels like there’s nothing he can do. just let him continue to be a doctor and he’ll be okay.
HISOKA MORROW:
oh god, this sick fuck would cream his pants when he finds out. i think it would be a mutually yandere relationship as soon as he finds out. just be sure to keep his attention, because if you don’t, he’ll just kill you.
hisoka is the type to fuck you in someone else’s blood. like, if he finds you killing someone that looked at him for too long, he’ll just fuck you right then and there.
i think depending on if he genuinely falls in love w you, i think that even if you don’t manage to keep up killing or if you find another victim lover, he’ll drag you back by your hair. you won’t escape.
ILLUMI ZOLDYCK:
illumi would just kill you if he doesn’t feel the same way.
CHROLLO LUCILFER:
if you aren’t in the phantom troupe,i think you would pique chrollo’s interest and he’d look into you more. like, he’d track you down and stalk you for a bit and then try to make his own deductions as to why this is happening.
i don’t think that he’d be worried at all. the only worry he would have is if you managed to find his hideout or the members of his troupe. if worst comes to worst, i think he would also just kill you.
if you are part of the phantom troupe, i think he’d try to spend more time with you. he would conduct experiments and make deductions that way. if you’re the stoic type or if he isn’t able to read you, i think he would just outright ask you.
chrollo for the most part is indifferent. good luck.
SHALNARK RYUUSEI:
shalnark is kind of excited? like, someone is killing because they love him? wow! he wants to meet you in person. i think he’ll get to know you and then go from there.
shalnark is the type to fall in love because of personality, so if you’ve got the W personality vibes, you’ve hit the jackpot. just be warned, that if he does fall in love with you, it will become a mutually yandere relationship. there’s no leaving. no falling out of love. y’all are together until death, and even then he won’t be far behind you..
FEITAN PORTOR:
feitan portrays himself as indifferent, but he’s very very curious. much like chrollo, he conducts his own experiments and he stalks you. i think that feitan would be interested in a darling/yandere with a high pain tolerance or a darling that has sadistic tendencies, so if you have one or both of those, he’s in love.
feitan would love for you to kill because of him. i think he’d piss you off and flirt with other people or stare at someone for too long just so you can kill someone. truly, it’s one of his fantasies.
feitan is another mutually yandere relationship, but he would definitely carve his name into you or break some bones if you upset him. dont make him jealous. i’m begging you.
MERUEM:
meruem wouldn’t understand. like, why are you humans so fucked up? but at the same time, i think that he would want you as a mate. THE WORST MUTUAL YANDERE ONG!!!!
he will, at first, request pitou or one of the others to kidnap you so that he can observe you. he’ll question you and figure out why you’re doing this. and then he’ll see if you’re compatible with him.
if you are, he will hurt the fuck outta you. don’t make him angry. don’t make him jealous. he can and will kill everyone you make eye contact with. he can and will do things himself during the war between the chimera ants and the hunters.
if you fuck up badly enough, he will fuck you for days. especially during his mating cycle. he doesn’t mind you killing people, just don’t kill his upper three. he cannot be manipulated. he cannot be hurt. you don’t stand a chance against him. he will kill you and then himself if he deems it bad enough.
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Part 1: Broken Wings (Yandere Illumi x Oc)
Yandere Ilumi x oc
Warning: depictions of abuse, suicidal thoughts, death, pregnancy, kidnapping, Illumi being a completely terrifying person just in general, and Hisoka being... Hisoka
Ilumi made his way through the crowded bar, weaving through drunken dancers before finally making his way to the bar and the red-haired man who sat upon one of the stools, his white hands swirling around the dark whiskey he held. Ilumi sat beside him.
“Why here?” he said. A wasted woman beside Illumi laughed loudly, sloshing her drink and bumping into him.
He continued, looking around blankly, “Why meet in an establishment… of this status.”
Hisoka laughed.
“Ah, rich boy, real entertainment is best found in the grimiest places.”
Hisoka took a sip of his drink, already drunk, Illumi noted. A roar erupted behind them, back entrance doors swung open, and people rushed in. Hisoka quickly downed the rest of his drink.
“It’s beginning.”
He briskly walked through the doors, Illumi following closely behind, watching as eager faces passed. The back doors opened out into an abandoned warehouse. Whereas Hisoka said, the real fun began. A boxing ring jutted out in the middle, and the crowd rushed toward it, cramming for the best view, leaning on the elastic bands. Hisoka walked through leisurely, parting the crowd as customers made their way for him, a few nodding their heads in acknowledgment.
“How long have you been coming here?” Illumi asked.
Hisoka shrugged, “Here and there, I find these fights especially interesting…”
A gong rang out, and Hisoka smirked.
“Here she comes.”
The crowd roared, and a figure entered the ring, adorned in a black robe that concealed any defining features. The mystery person raised their arms, and the crowd silenced. In a dramatic tear, the robe ripped off, revealing a young woman adorned in a dark purple one-piece and leotard resembling a circus girl. Her makeup, too, was exaggerated, with big doll eyes and bright red lips that extended her smile past its natural point, all but obscuring her natural features under its thick coating. Illumi scoffed; of course, Hisoka would bring him to a circus. She looked young, too, nothing like the fighter he was promised.
“Just wait,” Hisoka said, “You’ll see.”
The woman raised her arms, and the crowd started chanting.
“Red Robin!”
“Red Robin!”
“Red Robin!”
A big smile graced the woman’s features, playing into her character and further exciting the audience. A strand of white hair fell across her face as she bowed deeper, her smile widening as her eyes met his. His eyes widened slightly. How did she notice him? Hisoka stood beside him, grabbing another drink, oblivious to what he had witnessed. He continued watching after her, a growing curiosity- that would remain that and nothing more.
The fight did not sate his curiosity. It grew louder and hungrier as he watched her dance across the ring, capturing his full attention and devotion like the pull of a lover’s grasp. One by one, she took down all the opponents in the most beautiful and violent ways, putting on an elegant show- only for him, colored dark red by the blood she spilled.
The fight ended, and the voice of Hisoka faded in.
“Would you like to meet her?”
He looked sharply toward Hisoka, not answering.
The red-haired man laughed, patting his shoulder, “I’ll bring her out.”
Ilumi stood awkwardly by the bar, waiting for Hisoka and that woman. He grabbed another whiskey, tracing his finger on the edge, thinking about her. Hisoka’s drunken laugh drew his attention forward, where he saw the woman, closely hugged by Hisoka, his hand wrapped around her waist. Illumi stared at the pale hand, thinking about what it would be like, all bloodied and broken, detached from the waist of that woman. He blinked and looked up, meeting her eyes. Her face was bare of any makeup now, revealing her smooth pale skin, with a light spray of freckles across her nose that reached her rosy cheeks.
“Here she is,” Hisoka said, twirling her around in costume, “the esteemed fighter and belle of the ball.” She laughed, smooth and elegant, like that of a songbird. He longed to hear her laugh again.
She brought out her hand, meeting Illumi’s in a handshake. Her grip was firm, her hands calloused and rough, a fighter’s hands. He unwillingly let go, his dark black eyes meeting her warm brown ones.
“My name’s Robin,” She said with a smile and a cheeky yorknew accent.
“Illumi,” he answered, eyes not leaving hers.
She laughed again before bowing down dramatically, “Pleasure to meet ya, Mr. Illumi.” She looked back up from the bow, blowing white hair out of her face. In that moment, he knew. He knew he had to have her.
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“Pleasure to meet ya, Mr. Illumi,” She bowed low. Most of the patrons enjoyed the theatrics. He was different than the rest, though. He maintained an unrelenting eye contact that told her to run. But all men here were dangerous. Especially the pink-haired magician, whose hand had finally left her waist. He was charming in the way a game of Russian roulette called your name. Illumi, the man before her, seemed more composed, at least.
“I’ll leave you two to it then,” Hisoka said, giving her a wink before disappearing into the crowd. Great. The man’s expression didn’t change, his dark- dead- eyes revealing nothing. He wasn’t bad-looking, not at all, just strange. Their conversation continued by the bar, with Robin mostly leading it as Ilumi answered personal questions very vaguely. After a few more drinks, Robin found herself intoxicated. Despite the man’s quiet nature, his cheeks flushed red, and his eyelids hazed down. Robin watched as he took another sip of the whiskey, long eyelashes pointed down as his soft pink lips touched the glass. She smiled, then, leaning over, she whispered in his ear.
“Come with me.”
The pair stumbled through the backstage halls. Robin’s giggles echoed as she ran toward a door, dragging the man behind her. She fumbled with her keys, unlocking the stage room door. She pulled his tie, dragging him into the room and bringing her face to his. Her eyes half-lidded, she leaned in apprehensively, a small peck, and she moved back. Meeting his black eyes with her brown. He grabbed her waist, pulling her close to his body. In an instant, he was on her, hungrily returning the kiss with more passion and aggression. She gasped into the kiss, and he pushed harder. Her hand reached his hair, engraining themselves in the long, silky strands. He sat her down on a chair, continuing to kiss her throughout, leaving her gasping for air as his mouth trailed down her neck.
“Illumi,” she whispered as he trailed down further.
He reached the waistband of her skirt and slowly pulled it down, kissing her thighs as he went lower and lower. He reached her inner core with nimble fingers, and he brought himself up for another needy kiss before going down.
“What are you-” She gasped as she felt him.
“Oh-”
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Could I request hisoka (hxh) x male reader, with the same reader I always request? (Boob windows, flirty and can heal people when he kisses them)
Also sorry for requesting the same reader so much😭 I just love him
Of course I can! You request so much you could be boob window anon lol.
You know how he's always being flirty or horny? That x1000. Every word he says is a flirt or something horny. If you want info, don't get it from him or get someone else to get it from him.
Would constantly be trying to convince you to let him lick your nipples. Begging saying he needs them to live or he's dying, and it's his final wish.
You can heal people with a kiss? He's suddenly getting really injured all the time, and he won't go to Machi. You will be the only one he'll go to.
But when you get hurt?
“PULL OUT ALL STOPS HE'S DYIMG DOCTOR MY HUSBAND NEEDS TO BE HEALED!” . . . You aren't even dating-
Will panic and hide you away after. You're locked up in a nice nen infused wood cabin.
He won't be rough with you, but he will be firm.
“Husbanddd~ Can I kiss youu?~”
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Yandere Hisoka X Kidnapped Reader
⚠️warning⚠️ Mentions of implied torture, being chained, un-consented Kissing
Fandom: Hunter X Hunter. Character(s): Hisoka Morow
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"I-I could never love you..I'll never love someone like you, you fucking psychopath," you sniffled as you averted your blurry gaze, your body still shaking and throbbing from all the agonising torture you had just gone through.
From the corner of your eyes you saw his shadow as he stood up, followed by a click of his tongue and a sinister giggle filling the dimly lit room.
Panic shot into you as he leaned against your bruising leg, all your limbs still bound to the walls and unable to get away from him. It was hard to endure, but you clenched your teeth and squeezed your eyes shut. Only becoming more distressed when you realized you were still unable to move an inch of your body. Your wrists were secured above your head to the top of one of the pipes, making it impossible for you to escape. Along with this sudden realization of terror, you also realized that your shirt had been ripped open down the front.
You attempted to struggle against your binds with little success, the shadowed clown watching you silently with a sinister grin. After a moment longer of watching you struggle the figure moved closer and you were able to make out the features of the man who ruined your life.
"Are you done now, my dear?~♡”
You shuddered as he lay one cold finger on your lips, his eyes practically gleaming in the dark. Your heart was beating a mile a minute in fear, wondering just what did you do to deserve such torment. A moment of silence passed before a menacing chuckle escaped his lips, his expression remaining dark, but mirthful.
"You don't need to love me back," Hisoka spoke sternly, and you could only shiver and flinch as a reaction to the jesters mocking words.
You were scared. How could you not be? This is not even close to what you pictured when it came to 'love', if anything it was as far of an opposite as it could get.
So you were surprised when you felt his thumb brush away one of the tears that fell.
You suddenly felt a sense of bored comfort. The way he was griping onto your chained body. For the smallest possible second, you forgot for a moment what the context of the situation was...
It was enough for you not to resist when he fully closed the gap, eagerly crashing his lips against yours experimentally. They were oddly warm compared to the rest of him, molding to yours with ease as he moved against you. All you could sense was him. The mild scent of bubblegum nearly becoming overpowering has he continued to kiss you.
You began to protest when you tried to pull away and he wouldn't let you; the whine you let out muffled from his mouth over yours.
So when he finally let you go, he left you breathless - chest heaving while you stared at him once more with wide eyes.
"Oh my dear...what an adorable liar you are."
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BODY THIEF
pairings: hisoka x fem reader x illumi
content: noncon, double penetration, threats, use of violence, minors dni !!
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“Hello, I would appreciate it if you came with us.”
As she turned, [Name] examined the person who’d spoken, her eyes trailing all over his figure. He was good-looking, enough so that she’d remember him after meeting him once.
Handsome as he was, the young woman wasn’t about to go along with a group of strangers—though she came to a quick realization that it was not an invitation, but a threat. Turning to leave, [Name] was obstructed by muscular chest. The obstacle was tall, with a mane and tanned skin; he was like a lion and she a gazelle. His hand alone could crush her head. As if reading her mind, the beast-like man cracked his knuckles, staring her down with a malicious grin. [Name] gulped.
“Guess I don’t have a choice…”
[Name]’s eyes weren’t covered nor was she restrained so she was able to see her kidnappers clearly and the place they were taking her; though this only worried her because it meant that even if [Name] escaped, they were dangerous enough to get her back.
The possibility of switching bodies with one of them was open but she figured that wouldn’t go too well with her captors, not to mention that she would be practically leaving her body as leverage.
That must be it. [Name] was average in almost everything, the only thing that highlighted her as special was her ability. The question now was… what need did they have for it?
Her silence and stiff form amused the Phantom members. Rarely did they take prisoners but most would shake and plead for their lives. She was docile and partly cooperative.
Arriving at their hideout, [Name] was sat in a creaky chair, showing no signs of surprise when Chrollo said, “I would like to know about your ability.”
She sighed, “I figured..”
Despite not being bound, she raised her hand tentatively, in case those psychos had any thoughts of hurting her.
“Why don’t I show you?”
Chrollo understood [Name]’s ability the moment she touched his shoulder. It was a unique experience to say he’d seen his own face. He now sat where their guest had been, though he was said person.
[Name] felt no shame as she backed away, grabbing the book that the male had placed on the table that separated them. “Stay back!” she flipped through the pages but hadn’t the slightest idea how to use it.
No one reacted, all of them staring at her—well, at Chrollo’s body, analyzing her like one would at an insect. Perhaps it was out of confusion or jest.
From the other side of the table stood up Chrollo; he handled her body with grace, approaching his own with an eerie calmness. It took [Name] a moment to realize that they hadn’t taken her seriously. The real reason for their lack of response was because the troupe didn’t think her a threat. It was rather insulting but [Name] had no time to feel offended for Chrollo now stood in front of her. The book snapped close as he took it from her gently.
He reached out first, interlocking fingers. To her credit, [Name] didn’t flinch away. Nothing happened though; the former was the sole controller of such ability. A second later, she released Chrollo after changing into her original body.
Because he’d gotten his book with her body, [Name] was now in possession of it. She extended a hand, placing it back in his care.
An hour passed and Chrollo failed to meet the conditions. [Name] must’ve seen through his plan. She probably figured his book was important, despite having no knowledge of it. Still, she was at their disposal.
As a manipulator and specialist, [Name] would be quite useful. A frown plagued her face, “You need access to a clown’s body?” She wondered what kind of person he must be if this group needed something from him.
With little choice, [Name] agreed to steal Hisoka’s body.
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In her defense, it was dark.
[Name] had wanted to finish the job as soon as possible and in a state of panic she forgot Hisoka’s description, stealing the first person’s body she came across.
When [Name] faced a mirror her blood ran cold. This man was starkly different from her target. “Fuck fuck fuck!” How was she supposed to know there’d be someone else in the apartment?!
Sweat trickled down the man’s face due to her mishap. This was more complex than just switching bodies. Not only would it take more time, but also energy she needed. Before [Name] could try again, the sound of a door opening sent her into a silent frenzy.
With this man’s body it was easy to carry and bound her own body into a closet, shutting it just as the actual Hisoka entered. [Name] couldn’t dwell on how messed up it was to hide her body. The amount of psychological stress this was causing her…
“What took you so long?”
Hisoka’s question was met with silence. Illumi was rather serious so this lack of action wasn’t out of the norm for him, but something seemed off. Meanwhile [Name] was racking her brain on how to answer without getting her killed.
As if to test his theory, Hisoka strode to ‘Illumi’ essentially backing him onto the bed. The latter landed with a small bounce, elbows planted on the mattress to keep him propped up.
Hisoka pulled at Illumi’s pants with ease, startling [Name]. Holding onto his wrist with a hand, she fought the urge to yell in indignation, aware that it might give her away. However, she failed to hide the eyebrow twitch and annoyance in Illumi’s monotone voice as she simply said, “I’m not in the mood.”
“But ‘llumi’” he teased knowing well how much he hated that nickname. When said person failed to react, Hisoka gleefully tore at the green pants, exposing his cock. Hisoka palmed it experimentally, taking note of the twitches that impostor Illumi made.
[Name] felt herself on a rocky voyage, wondering if she should jump ship. The caresses that attacked this body sent shivers across this form. Thighs spread, the sadistic clown inserted two fingers unpromptedly. Hisoka grinned. He curved them with precision, hitting the prostate and eliciting a gasp from her. Embarrassment burned onto Illumi’s cheeks and [Name] prayed Hisoka wouldn’t see that.
“I know Illumi’s body too well.”
At this point, he’d turned [Name] on her stomach. His strength was that of a monster. With Hisoka pressed against her back, his words blew into her ear, “Whoever you are, you can stop pretending~”
“Wait!”
He hummed in response, letting this game play out a little longer. “I’m sorry! Chrollo hired me! I swear I didn’t want to! Please—!”
Ignoring her entirely, Hisoka lifted Illumi’s waist, posing his ass towards himself. A moan left the clown’s lips, “Destroying you will be orgasmic ♡ ☆”
“Fuck you mphh—” pushing Illumi’s head into the pillow, suffocating [Name] and muffling her pained screams, Hisoka entered with difficulty, as she tightened around his cock.
[Name] was turned over, Hisoka wishing to see the faces Illumi’s expressionsless mug would make. “He’s always stoic when we fuck” he told her causally as if they were two friends catching up.
Hisoka did as he pleased with her, using the blood that trickled out of Illumi’s hole as lube, his sadomasochistic tendencies clear as day. “Tell me about your ability~” he urged while [Name] struggled with the pain.
Tears pricked the eyes of the body she’d stolen, regretting everything that led to this moment. She wasn’t sure if Hisoka hated this so-called Illumi from the way he enjoyed torturing her through this form. When she failed to answer Hisoka, he grasped her neck roughly.
“Will you break?”
Teeth gritting, she managed to spit out, “I’ll fucking kill you!” which sparked joy inside the sadist, causing him to impale her harder. Moans filled the room, Hisoka’s louder. Both of them came moments later, their orgasms trigged by the brutal fucking—well, violation in [Name]’s unfortunate case.
Bruises and scratches decorated the stolen body. Although this would essentially leave [Name] with no mark, she would be unable to erase this experience from her mind, if he allowed her to live.
Exhausted beyond reason, [Name]’s vision tilted to the side, witnessing a terrifyingly expression on her true face. This could only mean—
“I would like my body back.”
It would’ve happened one way or another. A condition to [Name]’s ability was her mental and physical fortitude. With those depleted, it was inevitable that the male would free himself.
Illumi grasped her, forcing [Name] out of himself, per se. Escaping was futile, though she still tried. Hisoka caught her from behind, lifting her easily. Illumi, pulled at her previously intact pants, not minding the kicks she threw his way.
This was like meeting the troupe all over again, except a thousand times worse. [Name] never had a problem with her strength but this, this was a weakness she hated because no matter how hard she tried to fight back, it was useless against monsters like them. Individuals who wouldn’t bat an eye at her struggle.
“You motherfuckers!!!”
The two men slid inside her, Hisoka silencing [Name] with a violent kiss—shoving his tongue inside her mouth, his moans releasing vibrations that otherwise would’ve felt good. He tasted her shamelessly.
In contrast, Illumi was more silent though there was a small break from his stoicism. Pussy sex felt different than anal. It was a whole new experience for him, causing him to cum fast in [Name].
Her lovely eyes widened, fear infested her to the brim. Biting Hisoka’s tongue so he would pull away, [Name] tried, once again, to twist from them but the men had decided that this seemingly unbreakable toy (for now) would be theirs. She must be special, for no person had taken them both until today.
The two leaned over, biting each side of her neck simultaneously, marking her true body for the first time that night.
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I made an alignment chart for the blorbos. No I do not take criticism. /j
Here’s the blank version if anyone wants it. I didn’t try to look and see if anyone made one already so I just made my own.
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Girls’s Night Out
Tsukii: Okayc we need some girls night out.
Darling: Are we going to your homeland? Mystery Haunt?
Minako: Oh yea. Dawn told me about Mystery Haunt
Isamu: Is it like..
Ophelia: No. It’s actually very hauntingly beautiful just like Sapphire Lake Dorm.
Estella: So..are we going to drink at a club or just party?
Tsukii: *smirks and grabbed her car keys* Now that. I have something planned for this~
@anxious-twisted-vampire @marrondrawsalot @writing-heiress @yukii0nna
#𖤍~ Isolabella Duvessa Tsukii ~ 𖤍#minako sakamaki#darling crowley#Isamu Hisoka#estella garcia#Ophelia wisps#Girls’ night out
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and now that you can talk to your fave fictional crushes on ai, imagine chrollo getting blocked by some lousy ai interacting with their darling. man is so offended darling would take a robot over him. its even worse when darlins type is dumbass himbo. how will he ever recreate that??
It would be something like this.
No more electronic gadgets until you behave. There is a fine line between finding a character attractive and ignoring your real life partner in favour of said character and you jumping to the latter side is a huge no. Himbo or not, he isn't having it
#now im curious what chrollo would do if his darling's type is someone like hisoka#man would have war flashbacks#ask#zain-is-done2004
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This is Mika...she is 16 years old. She is not mine, she is a girl I follow on Instagram ❤️
#hunter x hunter#killugon#gon freecss#trending#artists on tumblr#leorio#taylor swift#wally darling#succession#ted lasso#hunterxhun hunterxhunterfan hunterxhunterhisoka hxh hunterxhunter anime killua hisoka killuazoldyck kurapika allukazoldyck#Mika_yuki_2 mika_yuki_hunter mika_206
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guys i miss miss july a little bit
#in most cases 'miss' is an honorary title i give my beloveds. but with them it doubles as a cry for help#my horrible horrible darling. my truly rotten irredeemable sweetheart who did nothing wrong#they got what they derseved for what they committed. they didnt deserve what was done to them that pushed them to do all that#did they do everything wrong or did they never had the chance to be right. like#it took two found families to fix chikage arent we putting too high of an expectation on the guy who had zero#(hisoka youre doing great sweetie)
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episode one: phantom troupe and romance; headcanons from least toxic, to most toxic
characters include: chrollo, machi, pakunoda, shizuku, uvogin, shalnark, feitan, phinks, bonolenov, kortopi, hisoka, illumi, nobunaga, franklin. (not in order)
tw's: nsfw but nothing explicit, mentions of non-con, spoilers for the deaths of pakunoda, shalnark, kortopi and uvogin, toxic relationships, lovebombing, mentions of torture (not on reader), mentions of cheating, mentions of reader's death,
notes: a completely self indulgent post, you can probably tell who im biased towards by how long certain sections are.
because this contains mentions of nsfw, do not interact if you are under 18, you will be blocked if you do !! also, do not leave negative comments please, they will be deleted :)
pakunoda
out of everyone, guaranteed, she'll be the best partner out of everyone else, you might even end up shocked that she's apart of the troupe if it ever comes to you finding out.
she's a darling, spoils and cares for you like anyone else, a great listener and partakes in your interests in hobbies, its (almost) like a fairytale by how the relationship is, the troupe knows you but you don't know them! and she wants to keep it that way, of course still she's a murderer, so it would break her if you were to have found out about everything, she vowed to never let you know or even have you close to knowing about what she does, but you just can't help but wonder what she's doing when she's away for long periods of time.
until it comes to her death.
now, you eventually find out that she died from a close friend of hers, but he knows paku doesn't want you to know about the troupe, so, he's a bit vague, and a bit creepy.
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nobunaga
personally out of everyone else, i feel like nobunaga would be other most normal when it comes to relationships, but then again, he's an enigma, he doesn't strike me as the type to be the best boyfriend literally ever or very very toxic, i feel like out of everyone else, if you're looking for someone to be in a semi normal relationship with, nobunaga is your best shot, but of course, he's a part of the phantom troupe, and any member apart of it isn't exactly the best partner by default.
he's still a murder and thief, like all members i believe that he would definitely steal things that remind him of you, he'd most definitely kill for you.
unlike someone like feitan or machi, he doesn't exactly have a problem with being vulnerable when you get to know him, he'll tell you about himself, and of course, because he's a criminal he can't exactly tell you what he does for a living, but can't bring himself to lie about it either, he's just hoping that one day, if you know, you won't leave or judge him for it, his childhood isn't exactly all sunshines and lolipops, y'know?
he'll love you from the ends of the earth, but he definitely won't let you walk all over him, quick to put your in your place and won't allow you to manipulate him, he won't lie to you (about trivial things, at least) so why should you? (who knows, maybe you're apart of a criminal organization and is pretty much a wanted criminal yourself :P)
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bonolenov
similar to nobunaga i think if you want something that's somewhat normal, bonolenov is also a nice choice! (100% not putting him up so high because we don't really know that much about him it's totally because he would be a decent partner! honest!)
for one, you would definitely be introduced to usual romantic gestures and advances that come from his tribe, he'll tell you all about how things work with him, he'll do dances he learned when they were still here for you to show how much he adores you, and dresses you in garments that resemble such from his tribe, it's pretty cute, honestly!
now, what concerns him a bit is.. how you'll react without his bandages, he's not exactly sexy like chrollo but (to me, TO MEEEEEE) he's not the ugliest thing in the world! he just hopes that eventually if you see him in his true form, you don't scream and run away at the sight of him, its okay if you do! ..... kind of.
and if you don't, oh you'll mean so much to him!
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kortopi
now, here's another one we don't know much about! but i'll try my best either way (i just want to contribute to the lack of attention him and bono get in these spaces.) he's another somewhat normal one, he also doesn't strike me as the type to be the absolute worst, but still is apart of a troupe of murderers and thieves.
similar to everyone else, he'll steal and kill for you (idk if this guy even has a body count but lets pretend he does.) and is a lot more open to being vulnerable than some other members.
now, nine times out of ten you'll be taller than him because this guy is even shorter than feitan, so, he'll definitely be wearing your t-shirts and hoodies, and he ain't complaining about it!
and eventually, he dies, now, honestly, something told you that kortopi seemed... like the odd one out when it came to the troupe, he doesn't seem like the type to be apart of... that! you better hope that hisoka doesn't care about you, or things are gonna turn ugly faster than you can blink.
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uvogin
he's big (as hell), but he's sweeter (you know why they're in bold italics) than the others twice his size.
physically the strongest, you're rather lucky to have him has your partner, if someone won't stop messing with you, they're dead within a millisecond, or at least scared off since you know.. he isn't exactly built like the average guy and having someone that's eight foot fucking two walking up on you not really excited to see you is quite terrifying, depending on his mood they'll sometimes get away.... sometimes.
enough of that, how is it like when it's just the two of you? sitting on the couch or laying in bed watching movies together, his arm around you, it's basically a pillow! a hard ass pillow at that.
not the most vulnerable, he's not some weird incel who see's women as sex toys or anything, he's decently capable of being in a normal relationship, you won't see each other often sadly, but when you do, he'll pay 95% of his attention towards you, he'll even let you know straight up that he won't know when he'll get back, but he will! ... until he doesn't..
ah yes, his death at the hands of kurapika, how will you react? hell, how would kurapika react to your existence? something tells me that kurapika might kill you too, send you right off with him, or, in a rather strange twist of events, he might try to fuck you and take you to the other side, not in the way of barging into your house and straight up non con, nah, more like a get to know you then get in your pants type of way, uvo won't be there to protect you now would he? of course the latter is highly unlikely, but to be honest it's kind of fun to think about.
and now that you think of it... you don't even know what uvo was doing or where he was going, you choose how you want to react to how you found out about his troupe business.
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shizuku
another woman! she's similar to another person right below her! she looks cute, but she's anything but!...... sort of.
she's not the best or worst partner, she's pretty normal, a bit distant but it's not something you can't manage, maybe she just needs some space and you're overwhelming her, but something that really gets to you is her forgetfulness.
at first, she'll forget things such as your birthday or your anniversary, but going further into the relationship, she becomes less and less forgetful (she might even remember things that you don't even remember.)
what exactly do you guys do together? well, she does try to partake in your interests, and does try to get things you like!
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franklin
he's similar to uvo, he's big, he's actually nicer than he appears.
what makes him so low is.. well to be honest i don't know, i don't feel like he could be high up but not so low, so, this is the perfect spot for him.
for one he does have a bit of an anger problem, not as bad as phinks, but he doesn't mind a slight argument, good thing he wont assault you, and is quick to make up for the argument.
i don't know how to write him, so, please forgive me for how small this passage is. :(
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shalnark
we're starting to get into uh... strange territory, he looks kind, and seems normal, but he's anything but that, he's not the most toxic but he also isn't the most caring and understanding either, similar to nobunaga he's kind of an enigma.
he's a love bomber and very good at manipulating, definitely takes advantage of his rather cute looks, he'll figure out what you're insecure about and compliment those things specifically, i do think he is capable of loving someone genuinely, but he sometimes does things without realizing that they aren't really normal, maybe he's getting his troupe personality mixed up with the one he has with you.
he does come off as sweet at first, brings you flowers and takes you on some rather expensive dates (an uncanny feeling creeps up on you about how the waiters act, but you don't pay much attention to it.) and sometimes he's more distant and a little bit aloof, you take this as him needing his space.
he's not abusive, but he isn't the absolute best partner, there's definitely better out there.
his death doesn't hit you as hard as the others but it was still devastating, you best hope hisoka doesn't come for you, and if he does, you hope he swiftly kills you, because you really don't want this murder clown to take an interest to you.
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phinks
phinks is another one 'that's kind of odd to me, i don't want to judge a book by its cover and say "yeah he's a piece of shit!!" but again, he's a lot better in comparison to anyone below.
he's similar to shalnark in quite a few ways, one, he does things that kind of makes you think he's a bit of an odd ball, he's intimidating to look at and is the second strongest physically in the troupe, so you're lucky to have someone like him if you're looking for protection.
i don't see him as the type to take you out to fancy restaurants and bring you flowers, stuff like that is a bit too sappy for him, he shows other ways like giving you thinks you like or taking you to like carnivals or other fun events.
his main problem is his anger issues, he won't physically harm you especially if you don't use nen, but he's not above arguing with or yelling at you, he doesn't do it often, but he might call you an idiot or a bitch if you take him to that point.
the relationship is somewhat normal besides that.
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chrollo
chrollo is weird, some say he's loving, caring, blah blah blah while some might say he's the exact opposite.
for one he is charming, he's a relatively good looking man, he's intelligent, and is looking for someone who's also intelligent.
i feel like chrollo definitely has a type, he likes people who are elegant, he wants someone that'll make him look good while he's in public, he doesn't care much for how people view the relationship outside of that, he also looks for someone with a personality he doesn't want someone who looks good yes, but is boring to be around, someone he can have a deep conversation with and talk about his interests with.
for one, you will not know about the troupe's existence, until he is 100% ready to tell you, which will definitely take a while, but he's confident that the troupe and himself will protect you from anyone who tries to avenge.
now, what makes him so low on this list? well, he's quite manipulative, a gaslighter, too, what do you mean you saw me with another woman? it's all for business, i'm just trying to steal her nen ability.
he does want to be a good partner, but this relationship is kind of a "too good to be true" type, something is happening behind closed doors and the thought is too persistent to ignore.
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illumi
this guy is... strange, for one, his beady ass eyes make him look like a bug (affectionately), and section.. his very warped perception of what love even is.
i agree with the fandom that he has a breeding kink no doubt, his intention on dating is marriage, and you will bear his children, no ifs, ands or buts.
you'll meet his family but you'll never meet the troupe, he doesn't want you getting involved in fighting (he might have someone teach you some basic self protection) because he doesn't want you to die, that'll fuck with him... kind of, you're basically trapped in the mansion.
his overprotection is toxic on its own, you don't have that much freedom, you can't go shopping unless he's with you (or if he can't be there, one of his servants will accompany you), you're never truly alone unless he's away, and when he's here, things are no better, he's distant and cold, there's not much to talk about with him, sure, he loves you, but doesn't know how to express it much.
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machi
one out of three toxic ass individuals, one of them consists of machi.
lets start off with the fact that she's cold hearted, as hell, if you cry in front of her she'll look at you like you're crazy, if she's really in that mood she'll tell you that you look stupid and you need to suck it up.
not good with physical touch or romance, who knows how the two of you managed to continue the relationship, she does leave flowers for you but won't tell you that they're from her, won't admit that she's the one who got them for you.
i feel like similar to a certain clown, she won't care much for you if you aren't either powerful or capable of protecting yourself in some way.
but all she's really doing is putting up barriers, she's actually caring in her own weird way, she'll still be there for you, patch up your wounds if you managed to get cut or stabbed and would probably mourn your death.
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hisoka
were getting lower, and a certain sadist who loves torture is worse, but somehow, hisoka is slightly better than him in some way or another.
for one, hisoka probably won't be that interested in you if you aren't powerful, it would be worse if you were a regular civilian, he'll take that as an opportunity to take advantage of you sexually, physically, psychologically and mentally, and the relationship will be literal hell..
but, lets say you are pretty powerful, dare i say a troupe member yourself, he won't be as interested in fighting you as much as he would chrollo, but he would be interested in... other ways.
how you managed to get into a relationship with this freak is unclear, but you two one day just.. hooked up, and it all goes downhill from here.
he has no problem killing you if he gets tired of you, he already killed two and plans on killing the rest of the spiders, why not kill another? especially you? or, in an alternate scenario where he does manage to kill off all the spider, you're the only one who's left, this can go two ways, one, he can fuck you one last time then kill you, or, he takes you with him! if you managed to have a lasting impression on him, that is.
outside of sex, he just isn't a good partner, he's probably the only one on this list that's probably willing to cheat on you (don't you dare get back at him, both you and your lover will die) he's manipulative as hell, he doesn't necessarily care about how you feel and he'll provoke you just to get a reaction out of you.
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feitan
and last but not least, feitan, oh boy, good luck to you for managing to have this man attracted to you. (im a feitan girlie, so this one might be a big longer than the rest)
for one, he'll hate your rotten guts for making him feel this way, for making him feel so weak, so emotional... he might even contemplate on killing you, but when that time comes he can't bring himself to do it.
i don't want to say yandere is his default since he doesn't really know how to properly love, because i do think he has some potential, but it does make sense for him, because there has to be something about you that makes you interested in him, maybe you're his polar opposite? maybe you're also a sadist?
he's not the most romantic partner, he doesn't want to come off as vulnerable, or sappy, so, what considers as a date to him? he's the type to probably take you to a cemetery at night as a form of a date.
he will not allow the troupe to know you or you to know them, for one he's going to be teased from hell and back for finally managing to pull someone and second while it appears that he doesn't care for you much, him protecting you from them is his way of showing you that he cares.
he can't find himself being vulnerable, he might teach you his language if you're up for it, and he might bring you some things he knows you like, but thats kind of it, also he won't force you to see him torture people.. unless you betray him in a way.
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Quickie Yandere Chrollo, Feitan and Hisoka Valentine's Day Headcanons
notes: yandere, (mostly) kidnapped reader scenario, abusive relationships, Feitan is mean :(
How some of the yandere Phantom Troupe would treat their captive darling on Valentine's Day:
Chrollo
Irritatingly loving on Valentine's Day. It's the day for lovers, after all, and he wants it to go perfectly. He would ask you what you would like to do, and if you're being amicable, he would grant it as best he could.
You'll wake up to flowers and chocolates or your favorite treat on the table, and then it's off to do whatever you want for the day.
You want a fancy restaurant date? Tell him the cuisine and he'll set it up. You want to visit a local zoo and take a stroll? He'll get your walking shoes out. You'd love to see a movie? Cuddling up together with popcorn in the dark is just fine by him, he'll even rent out the screen so you're totally alone.
But nothing comes for free with Chrollo. If he treats you, he expects you to treat him. That means you'll be loving and sweet; you'll not only let him kiss you but kiss him back; and the evening will naturally end in the bedroom, where you'll allow him to indulge in your body until you're positively weeping.
A fair trade, in his mind.
Feitan
He doesn't acknowledge it on his own. He probably doesn't even realize what day it is, it's not something he celebrates. If he happens to check a calendar and see that it's "Valentine's Day," he might briefly think about the fact that he has someone he might consider a "lover," however unwilling, but the idea of a romantic gesture doesn't cross his radar. It's not something he enjoys doing, even with you.
If you dare to ask what he's going to do for Valentine's Day or actually suggest that he does get you something or that the two of you could celebrate, he'll either:
Ignore you entirely and simply not do anything, then act like you're irritating if you bring it up
Fuck with you by giving you something mean, like a literal heart cut out from one of his victims or a pretty ring with the finger still attached.
If your feelings are genuinely hurt, and you've been with him a long time, and you seemingly wanted to have a romantic evening with him and he didn't do it... he might actually feel a twinge of something akin to guilt. Maybe it's more like irritation with himself for the lost opportunity to see another side of you.
But he'd wait weeks before doing something nice (which, with Feitan, isn't saying much) so you don't connect the two situations.
Hisoka
Unless there have been some truly extenuating circumstances, Hisoka isn't going to kidnap you like most members of the Phantom Troupe might.
It's not that you're not bound to him. Oh, no. You can't escape Hisoka no matter where you go. But he's not keen on keeping you at his side at all times, nor does he have the patience to indulge in setting up some base where you'll be kept most of the time like others might do.
Valentine's Day can go many ways with Hisoka. It all depends on his mood and the way the wind is blowing his whims towards you.
He might show up in the morning and expect you to indulge in a flashy, sappy, ridiculously over the top celebration with him. It seems insincere, in some ways, but so much of what he does feels like a performance.
He'll drag you on some generic date, his hands on you the entire time. Make sure to stick close by--don't give him an excuse to bring out Bungee Gum, dear. But he wouldn't spend too much time outside your apartment. He wants to get you back there for plenty of that other activity couples indulge in on Valentine's Day. It's only when you're home, alone together, that he feels more like himself.
Or he might not stop by at all. But since he never announces himself, you'll spend the whole day on edge, wondering if he'll pop in to make your life miserable on Valentine's Day. You can't tell if it's relief or disappointment or a mixture of both in your gut when you go to sleep without ever having seen him.
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IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!
Summary: random birthday headcanons
Including: Various characters from genshin, bsd, hq, knb, eleceed, jjk, aot, bllk, op, hxh, fire force, mtp, valorant, resident evil, ff7
He's the sweetest thing ever. The night before your birthday, he decided to bake your favorite birthday cake without any prior knowledge. He honestly didn't expect to stay up the whole night. It took hours until the cake looked appealing and the result was still messy, but it's the thought that counts, right?
The next day he surprised you with the finished cake and some balloons in your favorite colors.
"Happy birthday love! Let's make the most out of today."
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"Shit I forgot to taste the cake-"
"Did you say something?"
"No babe." 😊
- Wriothesley, Wanderer, Xiao, Yoru, Iso, Geto, Eren, Kayden, Sigma, Chuuya, Chigiri, Karasu, Benimaru, Vulcan, Zoro, Chris, Sherlock, Moran, Kageyama, Sawamura, Daishou, Suna, Kagami, Aomine
He thinks that there's no better way to celebrate your birthday than celebrating your birth with your loved ones. So he planned a whole birthday party for you and invited all your friends. You make his life so much brighter and he wanted to give you something back.
"There is our star of the evening!! Tonight's gonna be your night! Come on everybody, let's sing!"
- Gaming, Kaeya, Lyney, Phoenix, Gekko, Jean, Connie, Reo, Itadori, Ace, Carlos, Zack, Albert, Kuroo, Terushima, Atsumu, Sugawara, Kise
He made your birthday present all by himself. He picked out all his favorite pictures of you in his gallery and printed them out in a store. Then he bought a new scrapbook and carefully decorated each page of the book with pictures, some stickers, and a few doodles. He even wrote down his thoughts, inside jokes, and genuine comments and compliments. He hopes you'll like it. On the first page, he wrote:
"I love your smile in this picture. You know, your smile is actually something I look forward to every day. Happy Birthday. Let's create more happy moments together."
- Armin, Albedo, Kazuha, Kaveh, Leon, Sova, Kunikida, Isagi, Hiori, Choso, Cloud, William, Louis, Kenma, Muse, Akaashi, Aran, Osamu, Kuroko, Midorima, Ogun
You woke up to your boyfriend pressing soft kisses all over your face and singing Happy Birthday for you. To your dismay, his voice sounded horrible! You still appreciated his effort though and gave him a tight & loving hug.
"haPPY BirtHday To YoUu, HaPpy BirThDAy tO yOuUuUuuU!"
- Gojo, Itto, Ayato, Heizou, Dazai, Atsushi, Bachira, Shidou, Aiku, Luffy, Sanji, Shanks, Sabo, Hisoka, Inhyuk, Reno, Oikawa, Hinata, Nishinoya, Lev, Bokuto, Tendou, Arthur
"Get into your prettiest outfit, we're going out." He takes you on a shopping stroll and buys you literally everything.
"Today is a special day darling. Take everything you want, you deserve it."
The day ends with a hearty meal in your favorite restaurant. He takes your hand in his and rubs his thumb over your knuckles.
"I hope you could enjoy yourself thoroughly today."
- Childe, Diluc, Zhongli, Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Kartein, Fyodor, Sephiroth, Levi, Chamber, Barou, Rin, Sae, Nanami, Law, Kid, Chrollo, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Sakusa, Kita, Akashi
#genshin impact x reader#bungou stray dogs x reader#eleceed x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#attack on titan x reader#blue lock x reader#one piece x reader#hunter x hunter x reader#fire force x reader#valorant x reader#resident evil x reader#final fantasy 7 x reader#haikyuu x reader#kuroko no basket x reader#moriarty the patriot x reader#leon kennedy x reader#gojo x reader#zoro x reader#rin x reader#benimaru x reader#chrollo x reader#wriothesley x reader
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What do you think about a hisoka x male reader who owns multiple illegal gambling dens and is also a dealer?😚
For his personality I'm thinking he can be pretty cold and apathetic, but also rude and snarky?
He can use nen (maybe he has a book similar to the death note from the death note anime)
Also how about we bring back the boob window?😻
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I'm so sorry this took so long, I'm just finally lonely and depressed enough to write. It might not be super accurate.
Reader is described as kinda gothic and bratty.
Hisoka came with the spiders to make a deal with you. He wasn't particularly interested in you, the gambling, or the drugs. He was just required to be there.
When he saw you, he was much more interested. Mostly because you were wearing a boob window with a spiky collor. He really wanted to yank on your collar and make you submit.
After a while, he started to go to your gambling dens to find you. Once he did, he'd start to flirt and tease you.
Once, he was standing beside you, and he grabbed the back of your neck. “C'mon you little brat, be a good boy f'me and be mine~” He had moved in front of you while saying that. Once he was in front of you and he had finished his sentence, he smacked your ass and tugged the collar you were wearing that day.
You almost let out a needy whine in front of Mafia bosses, criminals, and business partners.
Another time, a fat man started some trouble after being refused drugs since he wasn't able to pay. He started to scream and attack people. Hisoka was about to step in when he felt your nen.
When he looked over, he saw a book in your hand. You were writing in it, then — the man causing the disruption started having a heart attack. Hisoka looked over your shoulder and saw what you wrote. “Tonpa ∁∇∆∄∳∅ – Heart Attack.”
That immediately made him fall for you more.
You were his — even if you didn't want to admit it yet.
#sweetheart4you#male reader#x male y/n#gay#trans#yandere#yandere x darling#hxh#hunter x hunter#hisoka x you#hxh hisoka#hisoka x reader#yandere hisoka#🧸 anon#haitus#done with haitus#hopefully—
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-Yandere Hisoka X Kidnapped! Reader-
⚠️warning⚠️ mentions of Kidnapping, physical violence, bungee gum usage and overall abusive/violent behaviour. If any of subjects mentioned above make you uncomfortable in any way then please read with caution or skip. I do not promote any of this behaviour and if you or anyone else you know is going through something like this then please seek help and stay safe <3
Fandom: Hunter X Hunter Character: Hisoka Morow
A/N: I’d like to give credits to @haikyuu-simpr for giving me inspiration for this fanfic and also recommending me bunch of amazing ideas and oneshots to use in the future! Thank you sm for sending me your brilliant ideas and I can’t wait to hear more of them!😊❤️
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The adrenaline rushing through your body was almost unbearable as you bounded down the gravel road leading from Hisoka's home. The rock dug into the soft soles of your bare feet yet the pain was a mere afterthought compared to the anxiety and stress you felt. You had calculated your escape for weeks now. Timing the footsteps from the room you were forced to share with Hisoka leading to the front door. Contemplating how fast you could unlock all of the locks on the door before you could slip out. Wondering how long you had until he realized you were gone.
It had been a painfully long while for him to let his guard down. It took you bearing the weight of the perfect darling that he wanted you to be. The little pet that he had been coaxing you into. You accepted his love and reciprocated. Of course he was skeptical at first and not much of your circumstance changed with our change of behavior, but slowly he would begin to let his guard down. He wasn't so adamant about locking the doors to the interior rooms as he first was, and he even let you spend time in some of them alone. He also started trusting you with small cutlery and glass cups instead of the childish plastic ones he provided you with originally. He became satisfied with his work; you being his little project. He became happy with the little darling that was at his disposal constantly. You became sweet and submission. He became sloppy.
Hisoka was a man of habit and one of his many was his strict bedtime. He went to bed so early and of course, he always had you in bed next to him with an arm draped over your waist. He slept pretty sound and hardly moved, keeping you locked firmly in his embrace. You began to make a routine of getting up in the night to use the bathroom. At first he would sit up alert in bed while you went to the bathroom, waiting for you to come back into his arms. As the nights went on though, it became less of an ordeal until he didn't wake up from it at all. That's when you had taken your chance.
You gently picked up the ring of keys that he kept in his beside table drawer, clutching them in your sweating hand so they wouldn't clink together.
'Okay now for the bedroom door' you had thought to yourself, talking yourself through the process so you wouldn't begin to panic.
You made your way over to bedroom door and slowly turned the knob, slowly pulling the door open just enough for you to slip through. Another hurdle cleared. Now for the big task.
You had watched Hisoka lock and unlock the locks attached to the front door for weeks now, memorizing what key went with which lock. Another deep breath. You inserted the first key and turned with a click. As you unlocked each lock you could feel the rush through your body. You were so close. As the last lock unlatched you gripped the handle and waited for a few seconds. You knew the moment that this door opened, the alarm would set off and you would have to make the most of the seconds head start that you had made for yourself. This entire plan was risky for you and you knew if you failed any chance of escape would be gone forever. However, if you succeeded you would finally be free from him.
Click.
This is how you got to where you were now. Running for your life down the gravel driveway and onto the main road as the house alarm blared behind you. It wouldn't be long now. You had to get away. To where you had no idea, but you were desperate. As you made it to the main road you prayed that a car would come by and maybe you could convince them to give you a ride into the city. But Hisoka was smart and had picked this home for a reason. It was secluded outside of the city and brushed up against the forest.
"Y/N!"
You shuddered at the rage behind his voice as he screamed for you. A small squeak escaped your voice and without thinking you bolted for the trees, running as hard as you could until you were panting in desperation for air. You could hear explosions in the distance as he called for you. His footsteps were so heavy, and you could hear the crunching of gravel.
boom boom boom more of his explosions set off in the distance, and you took this as the incentive to keep moving forward.
Soon enough you couldn't hear his footsteps or quirk explosions anymore, warranting an eerie quiet through the trees that you were walking through. It was so dark and the canopy blocked any moon light. You couldn't help but look behind you every once in awhile out of fear and paranoia. He couldn't have possibly given up so soon, you knew how Hisoka was.
What came into your view next sent a shudder into your body. 15 feet tall, and barbed with wire was a black wire fence that lined the trees. This couldn't be. You looked as far as you could down the tree line, looking for an opening or an ending point. Tears began to well in your eyes as you realized your escape route was a dead end.
"Quite inconvenient isn't it, darling?" A grating voice came out from around you, but before you could scream there came the powerful bungee gum only Hisoka could be able to create. The force knocked you over, and you felt a weight on your chest. Looking up you met similar dark amber eyes, although this time the rage within them took the breath from your already empty lungs. You didn't think you could speak even if you tried. A strong hand wrapped around your throat and your own two clawed at them.
"I never knew you could be so bold Y/N," Hisoka said with a sneer, "And that really upsets me!" he hissed as he moved his hands to pin yours above your head. You were a sobbing mess. It was all over and you knew it. You would never have an escape chance again. You were going to die in that house after a miserable life of being chained within it.
"Come on now, don't cry. I hate it when you cry , baby." he cooed under his breath, the anger still painted on his face.
"H-Hisoka! I'm sorr-"
"Ah ah ah" he cut you off. His teasing was earie as he wasn't yelling like he usually was. "That doesn't change what you've done now does it?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. You could only stare up at him from where you were on the ground, lip trembling and body in so much pain. In a quick movement he hoisted you up over his shoulder while his rough arms locked around your waist. His Bungee gum trying your wrists tightly together
You couldn't help but let a sob escape your body as you dangled there staring at Hisoka's ankles from where you dangled over his shoulder. You had from the forest line to house to grieve. Grieve for the freedom that could have been. Grieve a different opportunity that could have worked better. Grieve for yourself as you knew it, because soon enough that would be gone.
The sound of the door being swung open pulled you out of your own thoughts. You swung your head up once more to look at the outside world for the last time before it was obscured by the thick front door with a slam. Gone.
Once more you were dragged back into your shared bedroom, and dropped onto the bed. When you were able to sit up again, Hisoka was there staring down at his feet with furrowed eyes as he contemplated something.
"Hisoka..." you whimpered out. You wanted him to say something. Anything. This silence was killing you.
He let out a huff trying to control himself, pinching the bridge of his nose. Suddenly his amber eyes flashed up to look at you as he let out a hiss of frustration.
"Damn It, Y/N!" He exclaimed. You could see the pink glow of his bungee gum setting off in his palms. "If you had just let me take care of you it wouldn't have to come to this! I thought that by now you would have learned, darling." He grumbled as he stepped forwards and sat himself on the bed without decorum. You couldn't help but shy away. with a small whimper as he did so.
His hands suddenly struck out to with cobra-like speed and grabbed both our ankles. The sudden sensation of being dragged forward and knocked back to lay down made you scream in surprise and fear. His hands wrapped around the soles of your feet with an iron grip and you looked up to see his angry eyes once more. "Just remember, that you could have had it easy if you had just listened to me and trusted in me, darling." Hisoka said gruffly, his eyes wide and glowing. "You brought this on your self. I have to do this to keep you safe."
"W-Wait! Hisoka-"
Your protest was interrupted with Hisoka's bungee gum suddenly wrapping around you, squeezing you do unbearably tight. The pain was unimaginable. Your body felt like it was being crushed, and that smell. What was that smell? Was it the bungee gum? And what was that noise? It sounded like someone was screaming.
It took you a few seconds to come out of the bungee gum to realize that it was in fact you who were screaming. Screaming in pain and agony at the pink pain that you felt on the bottoms of your feet. You tried to breath deeply and gently, hoping it would remedy the ferocious sting of your skin. Faintly you could hear the click of something lock into place. It was Hisoka. He had placed a bungee gum chain around one of your ankles. The one he had used when you were first captured and taken here.
Messy pink hair made its way into your watery line of vision. Hisoka was looking down at you, Amber eyes looking less angry than he was before. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead before he grabbed your chin firmly but not painfully, prompting you to look at him.
"I know it hurts, baby." His tone was so smooth for once, maybe even comforting to your current state of violent distress. "But I gotta make sure you are safe from any danger, even if that danger is yourself." He cooed, a hint of mockery escaping his lips, leaving another kiss before getting up to leave. For once you agreed with him. You should have never even thought you would be able to escape from here. You should have never tried to escape him.
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