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terrible-eel · 10 months

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I made this comic along with a fanfic of Hisoka and his messed up backstory a couple years back but I decided to revamp the fanfic a lot so if anyone's curious about it it's here.

I originally wanted to make it a love story between him and Chrollo so I'm finally doing that! I'm super excited :D

#hisoka #hisoka morow #hisokuro #hisoka x chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #hxh #hxh hisoka #hxh chrollo #hunter x hunter #hxh fanart #hxh fic #hisoka fic #hisoka comic #my art

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cat3ch1sm · 8 months

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hii i think this is my first time requesting from you so hopefully I do it right..

can you do sfw headcannons of Hisoka, illumi, and Kurapika with an s/o who has a terrifying nen aura? like stronger and more menacing then theirs? and can you do gender neutral reader? thanks :]

🕷️~ hello!! welcome to my inbox 💚 thanks for your request! if you’re ever wondering what info to put in a request just view the pinned post on my profile! tyy <33

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) gn!reader, sfw

𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚, 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚

hisoka

hisoka isn’t usually fazed by anyone’s aura because his own is so overpowering. his aura is just so eerie and unsettling that he never needs to pay any mind to anyone else’s because he’s usually the one people stay away from. but when you enter the picture, that all changes. the second you even enter a building every person in there is instantly weighed down by the darkness and menace of your aura, including hisoka, and he can’t help but feel fearful because that is simply the only emotion your aura allows anyone around it to feel. but fear doesn’t affect hisoka like it does other people. rather, he’s intrigued.

hisoka obviously has a thing for people who can kill him, so he likes to be around you just for the twisted euphoria he experiences of being actually genuinely scared. he knows that if you wanted to or he made one wrong move, that you could kill him in a second, and that fills him with an uncanny amount of pleasure. as a matter of fact, he’ll regularly push your boundaries just to feel the rush when your aura spikes. it’s like his favorite thing to do

illumi

okay let me just say you’ve gotta be pretty goddamn scary to overshadow an aura like illumi’s. even when he’s not trying he’s still scary as shit 🙏🏾

illumi isn’t someone who normally feels things like fear, anxiety, anything along those lines. but when he first encounters you, he can’t deny the overpowering sense of dread he’s filled with when he’s even near you. it’s not like he’s legitimately scared of you or anything, but it’s more like trepidation is literally forced into him. like he has no choice but to fear your aura. this is a brand-new thing to him, too- not even the phantom troupe or anyone in his family has such an awful presence. and to be honest, illumi doesn’t like having the tables turned on him- he’s usually the one people run away from and go out of their way to avoid.

i imagine he’d watch you from a distance for a while- either by having needle people go keep tabs on you or by constructing some other nen tactic so he can observe you. the dread that comes with being too close to you and that horrible aura is too much for him to handle for now, especially since like i said it’s a new feeling. i think only after illumi has watched you long enough to discover a weakness that he’s able to exploit would he go and approach you, so if you try and pull something illumi can have a better chance at taking you out.

illumi’s next thought, though, is to make an ally out of you- and what better way to do that than have you literally join his family? that’s what causes him to seek you out in a “romantic” way- his goal is literally immediately just to marry you so you become a zoldyck and can’t turn against him.

i feel like during the relationship illumi might be a bit distant for the reasons i listed earlier. also illumi just isn’t a clingy or affectionate person. with how powerful your nen is and the hostile nature of your aura illumi isn’t inclined to be near you often. basically you both just do your own thing, but illumi does keep tabs on you and still doesn’t let you see other people. not that anybody wants to because you’re scary but still😭

kurapika

realistically, i doubt kurapika would be with anyone whose aura is this horrible. it reminds him way too much of the spiders. and in his mind, nobody with an aura as ghastly as yours can mean anything good for anyone. plus, kurapika has destructive tendencies of his own, so having someone even worse than him around would not benefit him at all. so i think he’d want to stay far away from you, and would be protective of those around him when you’re near.

but because these are headcanons and we are supposed to be delusional, let’s say that kurapika isn’t immediately deterred by your nightmarish aura. his mind goes a similar route to illumi’s, so Kurapika is going to want to get you on his side for sure. he isn’t someone who approaches people that much, so he devises a situation in which you both can be alone so he can try and develop some sort of bond which you can build on.

usually Kurapika would be more protective than not of people he’s in a relationship with, but not with you. he kind of keeps his distance, actually. if you want to do something dangerous or deadly he just steps back and lets you. he doesn’t feel the need to protect you at all, more so like protecting other people from you lmao 😭

these were mid asf but it’s 2 am 💔 i hope u enjoyed <33

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mayxo-hxh · 3 months

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People who think Illumi is serious 24/7 and portray him as such drive me crazy have u seen that goofy ass man... Hes sarcastic and jokes in a twisted sense of humor only he gets all the time and he literally says "Yo" to greet people he's serious when needs to be but he is GOOFY

Like look at this guy. Goofy as fuck

I think the biggest giveaway to his goofiness is gittarackur. Out of all persona disguises to create he created the goofiest man that is always smiling and twitching and cracking when he moves like come on now. He is so very not serious

LIKE EVEN HISOKA SEES HIM AS A SILLY GUY LOOK AT HOW HE DEPICTS HIM IN HIS TOY BOX. SILLY BOY :33333

#Honestly cannot read fics where he is just a business poker face guy that has never smiled in his life. like be soooo unserious for a second #hisoillu are a goofyxgoofy couple not a seriousxgoofy one cmon now!!!#its what makes them charming and unique COME ON NOWWW #hisoillu #hisoka x illumi #hunter x hunter #hxh #hisoka #hisoka morow #illumi #illumi zoldyck #my post #yapping

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bungeepuppet · 29 days

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ILLUMI'S × TOYBOX

prince illumi finds a new toy to play with~🧸👑🃏

(+fic wip below!)

The Kingdom of Padokea wrapped around the northwest coast of the northernmost continent of the Known World. Despite this, the weather of Padokea was temperate, and the late-spring temperatures coaxed out plenty of fresh blooms across the countryside. With such lush landscapes in abundance, Padokea was best known for its quaint villages and the friendly villagers that resided in them.

Hisoka Morow, a young man that was a gladiator by day and a mercenary by night, was resting in his room on the second floor of an inn at the center of one such quaint village. He sat by the window, entertaining himself by shuffling a deck of playing cards as he stared past the cobbled rooftops and beyond the vast forests that surrounded the town.

His eye was trained on the gnarled, black mountain in the distance – the only thing that seemed out of place in this idealistic atmosphere.

Kukuru Mountain was the home of a very curious family. The royals there were not part of any governing force in the Kingdom of Padokea. They had seemingly no interest in any political affairs, and very rarely made appearances at gatherings. Anyone would say that it was unheard of for a royal family to be excluded from invitation lists, or to decline attending balls or galas comprised of nothing but the bluest blood in the world, but the elusive Zoldyck family was an exception.

It wasn’t quite as disrespectful as it sounded. It was not that they were being shunned, exactly, but rather it was that most royals and nobles alike would prefer to keep their connections with that particular family out of the public eye.

The Zoldyck family, after all, was first and foremost, a family of assassins.

Sometime within the last hundred years or so, they were recognized officially as a royal family. No one seemed to know what council decided it, or what the purpose of the decision was, but it didn’t matter. The family was fabled to be so demonically powerful and ruthless, that there wasn’t a soul on Earth who would try to argue the authenticity of the title to them.

The fluttering of cards filled the air as Hisoka smiled and licked the corner of his mouth in anticipation.

His favorite pastime was tracking down powerful fighters, and then killing them. Watching their confidence sap away into immobilizing fear was so delectable, so irresistible, that it was Hisoka’s only driving force in his life. The impending hunt for a good fight whet his appetite, and the castle on Kukuru Mountain promised a variety of meals that would satisfy his cravings, at least for the time being.

Hisoka had done as much research as anyone could about the Zoldyck family, and now all there was left to do was a field study.

(more to come soon!! <33)

#hisoillu #illumi #hisoka #toybox au #ive been working on the fic/script for like a month but its gotten long so... 💀💀💀 I WANT TO SHARE #mine

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hisokaafanpage · 1 year

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𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓴𝓪

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ , ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴏᴏᴄ ʜɪꜱᴏᴋᴀ 🤍

𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺: 𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴:

18: “𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳..?”

25: “𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘵 4 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘮.. 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦?”

Rain pelted down onto the roof of the rundown house. You and Hisoka were out late looking for a certain person, but you guys had decided to keep going the next day even though Hisoka could have probably kept searching. It was extremely obvious that you were tired, and your feet were aching. Searching from 9am that morning, to 2 am at night took quite a toll. Hisoka knew about a slight run down house not far from the place you guys were scavenging through, so you guys decided to stake it out there. There had been a storm coming in also, so it just worked out anyways.

A strike of thunder hitting disturbingly close nearby, making you jump a bit. It was quite early in you and Hisoka’s relationship, not to the comfort level of sleeping in the same bed as eachother for extended periods of time. Hisoka mentioned sleeping in the same bed earlier, but you shut the thought down immediately. You just didn’t feel.. ready? At the time.

It was nearing about four am now, and the rain hadn’t let up. You hugged, swallowing your pride for a moment and stood up. You wrapped the scragged, thin blanket around yourself that had already been here when you and Hisoka had arrived. You slowly walked out of the room, soft steps making their way to the room next door. His room was only a door down, since it was a rather small little shelter in the middle of nowhere.

You creaked open the door to reveal the sleeping clown, shirtless. Your cheeks flushed red a tiny bit, as you opened the door more. You took soft steps towards the bed, him being groggily awake as you got to the edge of the bed.

“Hisoka…” You whispered, placing a soft hand on his shoulder. He turned to place his tired eyes on you, raising a brow. “What..? It's 4am.. what could you possibly need?” He said in a tired, deep voice. Another loud boom of thunder came over, and seemed like it shook the roof. “I see.” The magician grabbed you, wrapping you in his arms.

“I can't believe you woke me up at.. 4am to cuddle cause you were scared. Should I be scared?” Usually, it was Hisoka trying to cuddle you. “You should have just gotten in bed with me doll~ I wouldn’t have minded. ♥️” He said in a low voice in your ear. You could easily hear the tiredness seeping through this voice.

Your mouth twitched up slightly, feeling warm in his arms. You weren’t usually the one to cuddle. But maybe, you could get used to it if it was with Hisoka.

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absolute-flaming-trash · 9 months

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wanted to ask what are your favorite hisoka or illumi fics written by others?

I had to sit on this for a minute because it was really hard to narrow it down and I know I'm forgetting some gems out there. The ones that I think about in fragments, but do not remember the titles or the author 😭😭😭

These are in no particular order:

Hisoka

Conflict of Interest by thecowscamehome on AO3

It's an OC x Hisoka fic, but god is it beautifully written. Just trust me, even if you don't like OC fics that much. It is without a doubt one of the best fics I've ever read. The author is an incredibly sweet person as well.

The Graveyard by @uvobreakmylegs

A Vampire!AU, and my god. The horror? Top-notch. Has a part two as well, which was equally as wonderful and is nsfw. If you don't know who Pika is as a writer, you are seriously missing out.

Illumi

Afternoon Break also by @uvobreakmylegs

The tension in this? Sublime. Amazing. Stomach drop moments around, it's phenomenal and I come back to it often.

Bare My Burden by @forcefulkitten

NSFW fic, but OOF the dynamic he has going on with Reader is just...*chef's kiss*. I love this author to absolute bits, would die for her without hesitation.

Trips by @ddarker-dreams

I literally cannot put into words how amazing this work is. It feels like walking on eggshells the entire time, which is absolutely how you want a Yandere!Illumi fic to be. Lock is another person that you are seriously missing out on if you've never read anything they've put out.

#riri answers #lovely nonny #riri's favs #or at least some of them #fic recs #Hisoka #Illumi #HxH #also #author recs

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orphic-musings · 2 years

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can i request the adult trio with a touch-starved, submissive s/o?

Absolutely! I just did hcs for this bc i thought it worked better, i hope u like!!! :))

Characters: Adult trio (Hisoka, Chrollo, Illumi) x gn! reader

Genre: General hcs, lowkey dark content? idk it’s the adult trio lol

Summary: Just some general headcannons for the adult trio with a submissive and touch-starved/clingy s/o.

Warnings: some possessive and degrading behavior

»»————-　♡　-————««

Chrollo:

-Thinks it’s adorable how clingy you are. He loves melting you just by his touch

-Your obedience feeds his ego, he loves being in control

-He will give you lots of praise and affectionate words. He thinks you’re just so good

-Sometimes plays little mind games with you, just to see you get flustered. He thinks it’s adorable, especially if you get mad at him after

-He doesn’t like when you go with him to dangerous places, due to the nature of his work, but he understands your desire to be around him so he always brings back gifts to make up for it

-LOVES reading while you sit or lay in his lap. Favourite passtime could literally spend hours there. He also loves hearing you read while he lays in your lap but he’ll probably fall asleep

-Doesn’t mind PDA and lets you be touchy with him in front of the troupe

-Tries to spend as much time with you when he can, especially if it’s just quiet time with you

-Will be either the big or little spoon, depends on the day

»»————-　♡　-————««

Illumi:

-Very much appreciates your obedience

-He pretends not to care about your need to touch or be around him but he actuallys loves it

-Small things go a long way. Subtle touches or kisses make him go all blushy and warm

-Loves it when you brush or play with his hair, and will even ask for scalp massages. Especially since he knows you’ll comply

-Thinks he always has to be the big spoon but secretly wants to be the little spoon

-Dislikes PDA at first and is a little more distant in public, but slowly warms up to it. Then he doesn’t really care, as long as you’re happy

-I am deciding right now that he is always cold and really likes feeling your warmth around him.

-He’s a male manipulator but he respects your boundaries and never abuses your submissiveness

-Always rests his head on your head or on your shoulders. Bonus points if you touch his hair too

»»————-　♡　-————««

Hisoka:

-Literally will always tease you, and it’s a bit demeaning too

-Wants to see how far your submissive side will go

-Loves that love affection and will be just as clingy with you

-Very big on PDA, he will show you off

-Big spoon always. If you want to be the big spoon too bad

-You two are so clingy to each other that he jokes you’re bound by bungee gum 🙄

-Always trying to fluster you, especially at the most inopportune times, like when you’re on the phone

-Though he can be degrading, if anyone else says anything about you he will tear them down

#fanfic #x gn reader #hxh fanfic #hxh hcs #hxh headcanons #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #chrollo hcs #hxh chrollo #hxh illumi #illumi headcanons #illumi x reader #hisoka #hisoka x reader #hisoka headcanons #adult trio #hxh phantom troupe #hxh fic #orphic musings

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misslili265 · 2 years

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What about Chrollo and Kurapika with a writter s/o headcanon? Thank you >v<

Aya, hey reader, thank you for the request, oh love these two, I would take any of them!!! Let's write your headcanons, hope you enjoy 💓

CHROLLO AND KURAPIKA HEADCANONS

Chrollo lives for the Phantom Troupe, for him this is the only way to go. But if one were able to break into the heart of the devoted leader, it would be quite a feat.

Chrollo would still be devoted to work, but once you wrapped him in the chains, not of death like Kurapika, but of love, he would be handed over to you. Although before he didn't care much about whether he was going to live or die, it's like Chrollo's personality, your existence causes a desire for protection. In his mind, from now on, he needs to do this job.

You would always be escorted, but only by the more centered of the troupe. And updates of your every step would be required from them.

No, Chrollo wouldn't shove you into a dirty hole where the troupe gathers. You would be oblivious to it. Being with a wanted has disadvantages.

You would have to live with a certain absence of Chrollo sometimes, who wants to not put you in any situation that could be used against him. And if someone discovered your whereabouts and threatened to kill you, Chrollo would without hesitation do the impossible to save you, if there was no way out, he would ask for your life in exchange for his own.

On the other hand, we would need a better word than luxury to describe your situation. Chrollo would bathe you in wealth. You would be extremely spoiled. And when he had the opportunity to be with you, he would be affectionate and seductive, and handsome as he is, it wouldn't take much effort on his part. When together he would cover you with kisses and hugs, smiling in a naughty way knowing about his power how he always get what he wants.

And in case you ever went against his opinion, Chrollo would just smile and use all the manipulative power he possesses to get inside your mind. Until his will was fulfilled.

Chrollo would not be insecure in a relationship. But depending on the level of love he feels, leaving him wouldn't be a good idea.

Chrollo is a leader by nature, and he knows how to direct things to happen according to the plans he has. With you the effort would be channeled, leaving you at the mercy of the head of the Phantom Troupe's tender arms.

Love him, it's not an option. But well…this it's not that hard, isn't?

Revenge is the angelic man's reason for living. Kurapika works hard to do justice. But when crossing your path and falling for your grace, he would have an existential crisis.

Revenge is something that seems to cry out for him. But questions such as. "- Would that bring them back? Is this a sign that I can follow a different destiny? Questions of this nature would torment Kurapika's head. That he would only have moments of quiet by your side of the brave member of the extinct Kuruta clan, with you moments when Kurapika would feel something inside of him filling his being more than an emptiness in his chest.

Simple things that you did on a daily couple basis between the self-imposed missions that Kurapika would perform, would make him just fall more and more. Ice cream, outdoors together, all this would lead him to rethink your safety and his own.

After all, he has thought of something special about your future...

He continues to be careful and eliminate members of the Phantom Troupe without you knowing, because in his opinion, you would try to stop him, which would be true.

But he becomes cautious, as the desire to get back to the one he loves would increase, becoming a necessity.

Kurapika would be wary of displays of affection at first, but if you're the type who loves to show how much you love through caresses, he'll sooner or later discover a side of you he didn't think so exist. He would develop affection and crave your touch. The run of your fingers through his golden hair, the small, long kisses, the light bites on his neck would make him blush and feel overwhelmed in passion and desire. But at some point he would realize that without it he could no longer live.

Yes, he would complete his revenge. But after that, surely a ring would be on your finger. In addition to all the love he's sure he feels, because as we know, Kurapika isn't the type to have doubts about his decisions.

He would also love you with one goal in mind, that of restoring his own clan, when choosing someone, he would be old romantic and faithful for life, and definitely devoted to his family proudly.

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headcansxfanfictions · 3 months

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HisokaXIllumi DRUNK! Fanfiction

AN: Im new at writing so please give me feedback. I got writers block so I’m gonna post this as a part one PART TWO ON ITS WAY.

TW: drinking- dead body- assassination- blood- its literally about Hisoka and Illumi

If you would have told Illumi Zoldyck that by 6am he would be playing shot poker with Hisoka AND winning he would have laughed in your face. (Which for Illumi means subtly sneered while keeping his distance.)

11:06 pm

Illumi is on the phone listening carefully as his most recent client gives him information about the target, “You’re information has been very helpful. I’m confident I can get the job done within the next 12 hours at least.”

12:24 pm

Illumi is sitting at a bar of a grand casino in YorkNew City. He has zeroed in on his target. A 43 year old ginger woman in a very expensive looking cream dress adorned with pearls. She was accompanied by a tall old man of maybe 75 years. Not a threat. This would be an easy job.

12:25 pm

Illumi’s eyes flick sharp to the left head not moving. His eyebrows raise as Hisoka waltzes to his side, glace of red wine in hand. Sure Illumi wasn’t expecting to see Hisoka here but he has learned to expect the unexpected, there is no need for theatrics.

Hisoka obviously disagrees, “Oh what a surprise! I didn’t take the Zoldycks for gamblers!”, his voice dripping with theatrics.

“Hush Hisoka, don’t go announcing me like that,” Illumi replies swiftly, gauging any change in the targets behaviour though he is sure she is out of earshot.

Hisoka follows his gaze to land on the ginger woman, “ah I see. You’re on the job are you?”

“Yes and I should be done soon this target is rather easy.”

“Thats a shame. I was hoping to see some fun. I’ve been very bored. Could I possibly tag along incase any fun does arise?” Hisoka uses his best ‘mock-innocence’ voice.

Illumi considers, all the while not loosing sight of the target. “Well I guess so. I don’t see anyway a job this easy could be messed up.”

Hisoka gives Illumi a stink eye for that comment but quickly recovers, “Oh goody!”

4:43 am

Hisoka looks at the lifeless body of the ginger woman in the hotel-room bathtub. Illumi cleans the blood off himself and sets the scene to look like a suicide. His face is emotionless but if Hisoka had to put an emotion to it he would say Illumi looked somber. Or maybe somber was Illumi’s natural state.

“Well that wasn’t any fun. She was so weak. Why would anyone want her dead.” Hisoka sighs turning to Illumi.

“I know nothing but the job I am given. It is not my place to question my employers.” Illumi states matter of factly.

Hisoka groans is annoyance, “Why must you always speak like a living dictionary.” Hisoka strokes his chin, “don’t you ever let your hair down?… figuratively of course.” He adds with a wave of his hand. “You could be so much fun if you did.”

“Fun?” Illumi dries his hands and walks out the bathroom door, Hisoka right behind. “I have no need for fun. Fun doesn’t get you anything. Training and work does.”

“Well aren’t you the life of the party.” Hisoka’s words drip with sarcasm.

“Look, you got that job done quickly. You said so yourself. That means you probably have oh I’d say 6 hours before anyone is even expecting anything of you. Lets have some fun shall we.”

Illumi doesn’t look convinced so Hisoka is surprised and delighted when his answer comes sooner than expected. “Fine damnit. What do you have in mind.”

Hisoka smiles slyly. “Hisoka I am NOT having sex with you.” Illumi states flatly.

Hisoka shrugs, “Oh well, was worth a shot. Speaking of shots, have you ever played shot poker? I feel like gambling AND drinking. We are in a casino afterall.”

“Lets get going then.” Illumi grabs his wallet and heads for the door but Hisoka catches him by the wrist.

“I’d prefer to have our very own private match here,” Hisoka waves his hand and a full deck of cards appear in his hand all fanned out, “I brought up some wine and whiskey earlier, It should be in the fridge.”

Illumi wordlessly heads for the kitchenette and pulls the rather small bottles from the fridge. There are six in total. Two red wine, two whiskey and two are something Illumi can’t identify.

“Ah you found them.” Hisoka smiles. He is sitting on the floor around the oval coffee table shuffling the cards and laying out the glasses.

Illumi places the bottles on the floor next to the table, “Right, so how do we play.”

“I assume you have played poker before?”

“Yes yes but what are the additional rules. For one I see no chips.”

“That is because we bet with shots instead.” Hisoka explains. “Unlike with regular poker it is the looser that takes it all. The looser will down all the shots bet.”

“And how does one win this game?” Illumi enquirers leaning back on his hands.

“Simple! In our version we win by making the other too drunk to keep playing.” Hisoka’s smile is thin and excited.

“And what determines ‘too drunk to keep playing’?” Illumi asks eyeing the six bottles.

Hisoka looks annoyed at this question. “Till one of us passes out, throws up, or admits defeat.“

“May I add to that list?” —Illumi

“Be my guest.” —Hisoka

“Well as you know my family trains all of us as kids to be immune to poison. This means that I could be unaffected by alcohol if I chose to. However I have found a way that allows me to get drunk or high like anyone else if I want to. My condition is that neither of us use such protections.”

“Well if that is all lets begin. I bet 1 shots of whiskey.” Hisoka looks for any reaction but Illumi has a resting poker face as it is.

“Then I bet 2 shots of wine.”

Hisoka wins this round and Illumi drinks the shots, “I’ve never liked whiskey but the wine is actually good.”

Hisoka wins the next rounds and Illumi is suffering from it. Even without using his poison protection abilities he has a high tolerance for alcohol, but 3 shots of wine and 2 shots of whiskey in he is definitely feeling it.

“Come on Illumi, you can do better than that dont make me stay sober the whole night.” Hisoka teases.

The next round goes to Illumi and Hisoka smiles with surprise. He had bet 2 shots on this one.

“There almost even now.” Illumi says his voice loose with alcohol, as Hisoka downs his 4 shots.

Hisoka looks down his nose at his now empty shot glass. “Hmmm I have to disagree with you the whiskey is much better than the wine.”

Illumi giggles and Hisoka’s focus snaps to him in shock. “Why you staring at me.” Illumi slurs, still giggling to himself.

“Illumi you’re giggling.” Hisoka laughs.

“What, I giggle!” Illumi looks confused and that just makes Hisoka more amused, “You cackle sure but you don’t giggle!”

Illumi shrugs lazily. And tips over with unintended grace to lay on his side “I think I’m drunk.”

“You THINK?” Hisoka gets up to grab Illumi (an himself honestly) some much needed food and water.

“Lets keep playing Im fine.” Hisoka hears Illumi’s deep voice whine and a hand grab his arm.

Hisoka is taken aback by the contact Illumi is not a touchy person at all. “I’m just getting us some food and water so we can continue.”

Illumi reluctantly releases his grip and flops back down. Hisoka can’t help but notice how pretty Illumi is. The man’s raven hair matches his void eyes and long lashes.

PART TWO COMING SOON

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| death's sweet kiss | one |

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pairing: hisoka x fem! reader, chrollo x fem! reader (though, it will mainly be hisoka x reader for the first bit)

genre: soulmate au

warnings: some cursing and violence (not anything crazy in the first part)

summary:

hisoka had never been interested in love and you were just another object to be used for his own personal gain. he never planned to get attached, but it's not long before he finds himself in deeper than he ever planned to be.

No one had ever treated him the way you did, and he often fought the urge to keep you locked up and far away from the rest of the world, where he could keep you all to himself.

despite his outward demeanor, chollo has always longed to be loved, and yet, no matter how long he searches, you always remained just out of reach. and then, just when he's given up, you come tumbling into his life in a whirlwind he had never expected.

It’s no wonder Hisoka is so enraptured by you. You’re so terribly pure, it feels as though it’s a sin to think I could ever have you.

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a/n: so, this is something a bit different than my other works, but also a piece i've been working on for over a year now and honestly the piece that got me back into writing fanfiction after a pretty long break. as stated above, this piece will focus mostly on hisoka x reader for the first ten - twelve parts and will then delve more into the chrollo x reader side of things. as i've also mainly just watched the 2011 version of the anime, it will follow that version of events than others, though i might mix things up every so often. anyways, i hope you all enjoy and feedback is always appreciated :)

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“Man, what a loser.”

Your eyes paused at their spot in your book to peek over the cover and watch the white-haired boy plop down next to you with a sigh. You hadn't quite heard what he had just said over the music coming from your headphones, but the orange can he was fiddling with gave you some idea.

You quickly scanned the room around you, assuming he must have been talking to someone else, but it soon became clear his words were directed towards you. There was too much distance between you and the rest of the applicants for him to be talking to anyone else. Why he had decided to sit next to you, however, you hadn't a clue.

"That's poisoned, you know?" You pulled your right headphone behind your ear as you spoke. He wasn't the first person to attempt a conversation with you upon your arrival to the Hunter's Exam, but he was the first you had given a proper reply to in a while. He seemed harmless enough, at least more harmless than the other applicants that had approached you so far, and you were almost certain the cans being handed out were laced with some sort of drug or poison, so you couldn't very well let the boy just drink it in good conscious. "Well, at least I'm assuming it is."

You had been presented with a similar can on juice almost immediately upon your entry an hour or so earlier, and while the man had played the role of friendly veteran nearly flawless, his body had spoken a different story. It had practically screamed danger when he had proffered the can, leaving you to quickly decline his offer with a fake smile of your own and leaving before he could attempt to pull anything else. You had known you would need to be on edge for the Exam, but you hadn't expected anything like this to happen the moment you had walked through the doors.

"He laced them with a laxative, but I'm not worried." The kid shrugged, the trace of a smirk lining his lips as he popped the can open. "Poisons don't hurt me." And before you could stop him or question exactly what he meant, he downed the entire can in one swig.

"A laxative?" Your lips twisted as you mulled over his revelation, gaze glancing across the room to where he was now trying the very same scheme on the most recent group of rookies to arrive, one of whom appeared just as young as the boy beside you. You hated to admit it, but it was a smart play. Absolutely horrible, but smart. Mix the right one in and he would easily be able to kick out the competition before the exam had even started. "I can't imagine anyone would want to come back after an incident like that. No wonder he's considered the rookie crusher; he's really got it out for the first timers."

"I heard he pretty much gave up on passing the exam a long time ago. He just comes back each year to ruin it for the rookies, so I thought it would be funny to see his reaction when I keep drinking them." He paused for a second, eyeing the now empty can in his hands. "Well, that, and I'm just thirsty."

You glanced at the boy next to you once more before tugging your headphones down around your neck and closing your book. Both items had been used as a barrier against unwanted attention since your arrival. You weren't the only female applicant, but one of the only female rookies from what you could tell, leading many of the male veterans eager to 'help a girl out". It had taken over half an hour for them to understand you weren't interested and finally leave you be, and since then, you had started picking up just as much gossip on yourself as you had on the exam and its other applicants. Eventually, you had just turned up the volume of your music and tuned them out altogether, not wanting to hear any more of the comments they were making towards you anymore.

"If you're just thirsty, you might want to try some actual water instead," you replied, reaching inside your bag and rumbling around for one of the spare water bottles you had brought. "Immune to poisons or not, it'll feel better on your stomach in the long run."

You knew his young appearance was deceiving. He had made it to the exam, after all, but you couldn't stop yourself from wanting to help him out. There was a calculated sharpness in his eyes, a telltale sign that life had aged him faster than his physical body had grown. You could see your younger self in those catlike eyes, and your want to help lighten the invisible load surprised you.

He paused, taking a moment to measure you up before taking the plastic bottle from your hand. Whether it was because he expected this bottle to be laced with another poison or that he was just surprised by the act of kindness, you weren't sure, but the way his eyes softened ever so slightly afterwards had you leaning towards the latter. "I'm Killua, by the way."

“y/n, it’s nice to meet-”

A scream echoed throughout the tunnel before you could finish your sentiment, causing the both of you to quickly pop up to your feet in search of the source. You knew a cry of pain when you heard one and was quick to scan the crowd for a source. Stretching up on your toes, you followed the rest of the crowd's gaze towards the middle of the group where an opening was now being creating, separating two men from the rest. The one facing you was the first to catch your attention, leaving you to watch in horror as the last bit of his arms dissolved into a flurry of flower petals.

It took only a few seconds for the shock of the scene to disappear and send you into motion. You weren't sure if you could do anything to help; reattaching the limbs would have been easy enough if there was something to reattach, but growing new ones? Even with your years of training, you were almost certain that was beyond your ability. Still, you had to do something, if only to help ease the pain for a moment, but you quickly came to a stop when you finally caught sight of the man who had created the commotion.

You had never been the type of romantic to believe in love at first sight, but your parents' marriage had held enough evidence for you to thoroughly believe in the idea of soulmates. You may have been young at the time, but it had been obvious to you that the two had been made for each other. Two halves that had made a whole. But it wasn't until later in life that you had discovered the idea of soulmates wasn't just a romantic fantasy, but a reality. One only had to learn nen to discover the truth for themselves.

The marks had begun appearing when you were only sixteen, just as you were finally beginning to really develop and hone your skill. You had run to your uncle in a panic, not quite understanding what they were or why they wouldn't come off no matter how hard you had scrubbed. It was only then that you finally learned the truth. Soulmates really did exist and nen helped guide you to them with soulmarks, a tattoo-like marking that mirrored a part of themselves alongside a name.

Everyone had at least one, but there were some like yourself and your uncle who had two or more, though his had both faded away over the years. The first resembled a twelve-legged spider and it's web tracing along the upper half of your chest and neck. Part of the webbing creating the silhouette of a name just below your left collar bone, while the spider hung from its web between your breasts with a cross-like design along its back. It was the mark you had long since come to resent over the years after discovering the meaning behind the spider and its tie to the infamous Phantom Troupe. Once the band of thieves had made their name known to the world, you had kept it hidden, fearful of the repercussions that might come if anyone were to mistake it for the actual group's tattoo or if they simply took offense to your relation to it.

But it wasn't this one that captured your mind at the moment, but the second mark traced along your wrist. It had presented itself in an imitation of a Joker card, complete with an aura-like substance that wrapped around your wrist a few times before extending beyond the back of your hand. The only difference between the card on your wrist and its real-life counterpart was the name traced along the top and bottom. You had stared at it and the image enough in the past six years to have it imprinted in your mind, wondering just who the man it represented was. And today you were finally able to piece everything together.

You had never met the man, seen the man, let alone ever heard his name before, but you knew without a doubt that this was the man who's name had been etched along the inside of your wrist.

This was one of your soulmates.

This was Hisoka.

It was hard to tell exactly how you felt in that moment. While you had never been against the idea of soulmates like some you knew, you had still never taken a major interest in finding yours either. Sure, you were curious and a bit excited about experiencing the type of relationship you had seen your parents share, but you had also never felt like you were ready for it. You had so much growing left to do and so much stronger to get. Perhaps in a few years when you had your Hunter's License and enough confidence in your ability to protect the ones you cared for, but not now. Not when you still had so much left to do and improve on your own.

"So, that's Hisoka." Killua's head tilted as he assessed the scene, mild curiosity across his features. "How do you suppose he did that?"

"You know him?" You barely heard Killua's second question, focusing in on the fact he seemed to be familiar with the man and confirming what your own suspicions had already told you on the man's identity.

Killua shook his head. "No, not really. It's just everyone's been talking about him. Apparently he was the top pick to pass last year before he was disqualified for almost killing an examiner he didn't agree with. Nobody seems to like him."

"Oh." Your face fell, hearing Killua's words echoed from the other nearby applicants. He was right. No one seemed happy he was here.

It was hard to hide the disappointment that pooled inside you, all too quickly able to deduce just what type of man he was. In all your time wondering about your soulmates, you had always worried about whether or not they would accept you and not whether you would accept them. You had already been wary of the other, unsure if you ever wanted to associate yourself with a member of the Phantom Troupe, but you had always held on to some hope with Hisoka. But now, seeing him for the first time, you realized he was no better than the other.

But, then again, what could you say or do to judge them when you had your own blood on your hands.

"Sheesh, what's wrong with you? You look like you've just seen a ghost." Killua's second round of questions drove you back to reality and you ducked back into the crowd before Hisoka had a chance to see you and deduce the same thing as yourself. "You're not squeamish, right? Because if you are, you're not going to make it far here."

"No, no, far from it actually." You shook your head, barely realizing you had been picking at the black sleeve covering your left wrist. "I just thought I knew that guy. The one who lost his arms, that is, but I was wrong. I've never seen him before." The lie flew past your lips with an ease that shocked you, but getting your body to match was the harder challenge. "I guess I'm just more nervous than I thought, huh?" This one wasn't as much of a lie. It was true you were nervous, but knowing that one of your soulmates was just within sight had sent them soaring through the roof.

With the look Killua was giving you, it was obvious he didn't believe you, but a buzzer resounded throughout the corridor before he could question you further. You couldn't keep yourself from visibly jumping at the sound and swore under your breath at the way your nerves were making you act. You had been able to control them to this point, not wanting to be seen as weak, but seeing Hisoka had sent your mental state kiltering precariously.

Forcing yourself to stop for a second, you took a deep breath and did your best to compose yourself before packing up your belongings as neatly as you could while the wall opposite of the entrance began to rise. You didn't have time for something like this. This was the Hunter Exam and if you wanted to beat the odds and pass, you needed to put all your time and energy into doing so. You didn't have time to worry about the pink-haired man and what you thought of him or even the possible rejection that could follow. At least not now. Not until the exam was over and you had a chance to prove your worth to yourself.

"I apologize for the delay. Thank you for waiting." A man had appeared on the other side of the wall. "The entry period for the Hunter applicants is now officially closed, so, without further ado, the Hunter Exam will now begin."

You felt the doubt you had done your best to push aside start to claw its way back as he went through the possible risks involved with their participation, wondering if you really were strong enough to pass. It took all your mental strength to keep it at bay, repeating your uncle's words in your mind. Self doubt is the first step to failure, but believing in one's self is the first step to success. You had spent the last eight years training for this very moment, only finally able to participate once your uncle had deemed you ready. And if he believed in you, then you should as well.

So, with one final breath, you shuffled forward with the rest of the applicants when you were asked to follow.

"I think he's picking up the pace," Killua said, still by your side as the exam officially began. And he was right. What had started as a brisk walk had quickly picked up speed until you were all at a steady jog.

Although your uncle was a licensed Hunter himself and had been an examiner for a few exams in the past, he hadn't told you anything about it, not even on how to find the exam. This meant you were on your own out here, just as clueless as the rest of the rookies here with only a few snippets here and there about what might occur.

“How rude of me, I neglected to introduce myself. I am Satoz, your examiner for the first phase of the exam. It is my responsibility to lead you all to the second phase.”

“Second? What happened to the first?” One of the applicants towards the front of the group asked, mimicking your own thoughts. Was the first phase of the exam simply making it there?

“The first phase is already underway and is quite simple. All you have to do is follow me to the second phase. So, please, try and keep up.”

It didn't take long for you to realize what you were being tested for in the first phase. Without knowing how long you would be required to run or where exactly you might be going, your mental and physical endurance were being tested.

"This isn't so bad then," you mumbled, more out of your own relief than to Killua. If all you had to do was keep up with the examiner, then you should have no problem finishing the first phase. It wouldn't be fun, but you were confident you could run as long as you needed. Your uncle had seen to that.

"If we only have to follow him, might as well do it the easy way," Killua replied, motioning to the skateboard he held.

Your face lit up at his idea. "Mind if I join you?" you asked. Without skipping a beat, you kicked your left leg far enough back to where you could press the button at the heel before repeating the same process with your other foot. Four wheels popped out from the bottom of each boot, turning them into a pair of roller skates.

"Woah, where'd you get those?" Killua threw down his skateboard, quickly matching your new speed.

"Pretty cool, huh? My uncle gave me a new pair just for the exam."

You'd been given your first set of roller skates when you were just six years old as a way for you to help run deliveries for your parents. The villages you traveled to were small and remote, and you had been eager to help out, so the skates had been a way for you to get around quickly. When your uncle had given you a pair that could easily switch between boots and skates when you were sixteen, you had been ecstatic and worn them nearly every day. That pair alongside a few others had long since worn out, but he had surprised you once again with a new pair before you had left for the exam.

"You mentioned your uncle earlier," Killua began after the first few hours. "What happened to your parents?"

"They're dead." You couldn't help but tense the slightest at his question. You didn't mind his curiosity, it had been nearly ten years now since their deaths and time had slowly helped to ease the majority of the pain, but the topic still always brought up a multitude of memories you didn't like to think about. Especially not after that night two years ago.

"Oh, how'd they die?"

It was at this moment you saw yourself reflected in him once again. Someone who had also been forced to grow up just a little too soon, but while you had had your uncle to pick you up and set you on the right path, turning the tragedy into something that had allowed you to flourish and grow, he had simply become cold and stony. He was broken, even if he didn't realize it himself.

"Have you ever heard of the serial killer the Orphan Maker?" You asked, a bit surprised at the ease you felt in opening up to the boy, and upon Killua's nod, you continued. "We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time and I was too young and weak to stop him from killing them." You paused, taking a breath and pushing back the wave of memories the story brought with it. You had learned to accept the past for what it was and move on, but remembering that night was still painful, leaving you with scars that would never quite heal. "It's why I want to be a Hunter. My parents had shown me the miracle of medicine and healing, but how can you save the people you care for if you're not strong enough to protect them from harm's way? I want, I need to be strong enough to do both."

Killua was silent for a moment. "So, are you a doctor then? Because you look pretty young to be one." His reply hardly surprised you. Something in his own past had left his emotions distorted, leaving a lack of empathy for life and death.

"No, not technically, but feel free to come see me if you have an injury you need attended to, okay?" You smiled at him, hoping he would follow through if he needed. "But, enough about me. What about you? Why do you want to be a Hunter?"

"I don't. I just heard the exam was hard, so I thought I'd try it to see for myself."

Just who was the strange boy beside you? To attempt the exam at his age was strange enough, but to simply want to take it because he had heard it was supposed to be hard was even stranger, especially seeing he wasn't yet familiar with nen.

“Hey! Why don’t you show some respect for the exam?”

Your conversation was interrupted when the applicant Killua had just passed suddenly turned and yelled at him.

“What do you mean?” Killua slowed his pace down to match the applicant, just as confused as you were to why he was being yelled out.

“I mean quit using the damn skateboard. That’s cheating.”

"How's that?" You butted in, pulling up next to Killua once you realized this man was just jealous you had a way to get out of running. "It's an endurance test, sure, but we were told just to follow. Not run."

You expected him to be just as pissed at you as he was with Killua, but his face only turned a bright shade of red when he turned to look at you.

"She's right, Leorio." It was the boy behind them that spoke up, dressed in green and around the same age as Killua. He must have known this 'Leorio' because his response led to the man's face turning even redder and he quickly mumbled some sort of apology under his breath before turning away.

"Hey, y/n, I think I'm going to run for a bit." Killua, unfazed by the outburst, went to the kid behind you, interested in the other kid his age taking the exam.

You nodded, understanding that talking to a kid his age would probably make for better conversation than you would, especially with the topic the two of you had ended on. "See you at the finish line?"

Killua beamed. “You betcha!”

The next few hours dragged on and you were left with nothing more than your own thoughts to keep you company as you weaved in and out of the crowd. Now that Killua had left you, you pulled your headphones back up over your ears in an attempt to distract yourself, but found it little help when your eyes kept glancing over at the man near the front. You told yourself you needed to keep an eye on him to make sure you stayed out of his eyesight, needing to focus on the exam for now, but that didn't stop your eyes from lingering every time you glanced his way. Nor did it stop yourself from realizing the main reason you wanted to keep out of sight was for fear of how he would react to the same revelation you had made.

Not everyone was interested in finding their soulmates, and you knew they could bring just as much pain to someone as they could joy. There were some who just didn't accept the person whose name was etched on their skin because they held no interest and some who had simply already committed their life to another. You didn't know anything about Hisoka. let alone how you actually felt about it all yourself, and yet, the idea of being rejected absolutely terrified you. What if it was because he had been expecting someone different? Someone stronger, or prettier, or more confident? What if it was because you simply weren't enough? A rejection that would sting much more than if he had simply already found someone else.

But no matter how often the man strayed into your thoughts, you knew it wasn't something you could afford to think about right now. You couldn't let him distract you from what truly mattered at the moment. the exam. You would finish it, and you would pass it, and then you could worry about the name on your wrist.

Unfortunately for you, the ease of the first phase came to a stop when the flat expanse of the tunnel you had been running in came to an end at the foot of a giant flight of stairs. The examiner didn't even pause at the change in terrain, simply making his way up them without the slightest change in pace. Seeing no other way around it and dreading what was to come, you flipped the wheels of your skates back into your boots and began making your way up after him.

While you had lost a handful of people over the first stretch, people started faltering more and more as you made your way up the stairs with no end in sight. You managed to hold your spot in the middle with relative ease, but it didn't take long before you were beginning to feel the burn yourself. You were almost certain you were close to the end, but exactly how much further, you hadn't a clue. But just as you were beginning to lose hope of it ever actually ending, light began to shine from further up ahead. You picked up your speed with renewed energy, and after a few more agonizing minutes, you had made it outside with a gentle breeze blowing that felt like heaven against your hot and sweaty skin.

"Hey, y/n!" Killua called to you when he saw you pass through the exit, a bright smile on his face as seeing you had also made it. "You got any more of that water?"

You nodded, breathless from the run, and slowly made your way over to him and the boy he had met earlier. Pulling your bag onto one shoulder, you rummaged around to find one of the four plastic bottles you had left and tossed it over to Killua. "Would you like one too?" you asked the other boy, feeling guilty if you didn't offer him one as well.

"That would be great, thanks!" he beamed. "I'm Gon!"

"y/n, it's nice to meet you Gon," you replied with a smile of your own before tugging your hair out of its ponytail long enough to pull it into a bun on top of your head and get the sweaty strands off the back of your neck. About a third of the examinees filled the clearing around you with a fairly steady stream of more coming through the tunnel behind you. "Is this our final destination?"

"Nope, not yet- Oh, hey, Kurapika!" Gon answered before waving to one of the applicants who had just come through behind you. He was younger than you as well, but closer to your age than the other two and standing around the same height as yourself. Still breathless from the run, he nodded his head at Gon and made his way over to your small group.

"Hey, where'd you get the water?" Another guy came up behind Kurapika, and though he was looking a bit more worse for wear than he had earlier - his shirt now tied around his waist in an attempt to cool down and coated in sweat - you quickly recognized him as the man who had yelled at Killua and you a few hours earlier.

"Miss y/n gave it to us!"

You couldn't hold back the giggle that came up when you saw the look that spread across his face when Gon pointed over at you. He must have recognized you just as easily with the blush that started blooming once more. Giving him a small wave, you tossed the last bottle over to him. The action caught him by surprise and left him scrambling to catch it after bouncing off his chest.

"I think the fog is lifting." Kurapika was the first to take notice of the subtle change in the air following their exchange, taking in their surroundings with a careful eye.

"Do you think-" you started, but your question was answered before you could finish it when the examiner began to address them once more.

“The Milsy Wetlands, also known as Swindler’s Swamp. We must cross it to reach phase two of the exam. This place is home to a large group of truly bizarre animals, many of which are crafty, voracious creatures who deceive and feast on human prey. So, please do try and be careful. If you’re deceived, you’ll surely die.” Satoz continued, unfazed as the entrance to the tunnel closed behind them. “These wetland creatures are not to be underestimated. They will use every trick in the book to fool their prey. This is an ecosystem in which all creatures hunt by the art of deception. So, please follow me closely and you won’t be deceived.”

Though you felt the same sense of dread as the rest of the examinees, you still felt a slight wave of relief as he went through the second half of the first phase. The swamp would be your first real test of combat outside of training which did make you a bit nervous, but you had no reason to worry about being deceived. As long as you were using the alternate version of gyo to assess the beings around you, it would be near impossible for anyone to pull a lie past you.

“Is he messing with us?” The man, Leorio if she was remembering correctly, scoffed. “If we know they’ll try and deceive us, who’s going to fall for it?”

“Don’t let him fool you!” Mumbling overtook the crowd as a man appeared behind the entrance behind you, and you nearly jumped in surprise. He looked like he had just gotten out of a fight, with patches of black and blue scattered amongst the scratches along his skin. “He’s lying! That man is lying to you!”

Though his appearance had startled you, you knew he was lying before he even opened his mouth. Just one quick scan on his body and you were quick to see he wasn’t even human. You had no idea what type of creature he was, but it was clear he was not the human he appeared to be on the outside, his internal structure and feel was far too different. He must have been one of the creatures Satoz had just warned you about.

“You do realize he’s the one lying, right?” you mumbled in response when Leorio started falling in with the side of the crowd that was favoring this new creature over Satoz.

“Yeah, and what makes you so sure about that, huh?”

“A liar, no matter how experienced, will always betray themselves in some way. If you know what to look for, it’s easy enough to decipher the truth for yourself.”

While your words did begin to sway him a bit, he didn’t seem entirely convinced either, simply frowning as he looked from Satoz to the creature and back again, mumbling under his breath as he mulled it over.

But before you could say anything else to convince him fully, three playing cards struck the creature with a strong enough force to kill him before his body ever hit the ground. The same amount of cards went flying towards Satoz, but he was able to catch them before they hit with very little effort.

“I see, I see. You are the real one then.”

You knew who had thrown them without having to follow the gaze of the rest of the crowd. You had your own card with his name on it sketched along the inside of your wrist after all, and any doubts you might have had before were completely squashed. If you weren't certain this was your Hisoka, you were certain now, and found yourself ensuring your left glove was still tucked safely inside the end of your sleeve.

Even though you were expecting him this time around, it didn’t stop your heart from skipping a beat when you went to look at him, inwardly cursing the universe for thinking now was the right moment for the two of you to finally cross paths. As though the Hunter Exam wasn’t stressful enough, you now had to worry about what might happen when he realized you were here too. And he would, if he hadn’t already. Your usage of nen making you stick out like a red flag among the other applicants.

“Wow, y/n, you were right.” Gon interrupted your train of thoughts when he referred to your earlier statement about Satoz being the real examiner. “He was lying.”

“I don’t even think he was human,” Kurapika added, eyes trailing to the body now being picked apart by vultures. “We need to be sure to not let our guard down.”

You nodded, rolling out your shoulders as you attempted to refocus on the task at hand. But it was easier said than done when you finally took off again. Not only did you have to focus on staying close enough to the examiner so you could track him, but you also had to try and focus on staying out of Hisoka’s sight as well. A task that you quickly came to realize was impossible at this point, and could only hope he wouldn’t be able to get a clear picture of you through the murky fog that surrounded you.

But as much as you hated the extra set of nerves, it did help to keep your adrenaline high and give you an extra boost of energy to keep you going, especially when your position with Gon and Killua put you just ahead of Hisoka. Normally you would have struggled to keep the pace the two boys were going after the marathon you had just ran, but you found yourself almost urging them to go faster and create an even bigger distance between yourself and the man a few meters behind you.

“I think we should try and move ahead to the front.” You had no qualms with Killua’s statement a few minutes later, and neither did Gon. However, you were surprised when he listed his reason why a few seconds later. “I just want to put some distance between Hisoka and us. Staying close is dangerous, I can smell it.”

“Huh? I don’t think he smells.” Gon replied with a naivety that betrayed his actual age, but he still glanced behind them before yelling at the other two applicants he had befriended to let them know you were going on ahead.

But things didn’t quite go to plan a few minutes after you pushed on ahead. One second Gon and Killua were right beside you and the next second you could hear them screaming as they fell through a hole that had just appeared in the ground. You slid to a stop, heart rapidly picking up pace as the worst case scenario flew into your head, but your fears of them falling to their death were quickly proven wrong when you spun around and saw a giant frog stepping out of the hole they had just fell into, leaving you to quickly wonder if this was a worse scenario or not.

You could feel the panic rising up, but you stifled it before it could overwhelm you and affect your coming actions. As long as you stayed calm and level headed, you could fix this and save them. This was your first real challenge of the exam and you were determined to not mess it up. You could do this.

With a deep breath, you used the alternate form of gyo to observe the frog and saw the two boys you were with had indeed been swallowed, but alive. With one more breath, you lept on top of the frog’s back, who had been oblivious of your presence until this moment. Pressing both hands against his back, you closed your eyes and sent your aura flooding into his body. After a few seconds of familiarizing yourself with his body, you used your nen to force the right muscles to contract and cause the frog to throw them back up.

The force of the action whipped you off his back and sent you flying back into a nearby tree. You managed to right yourself just in time, gathering your footing in just a few seconds before heading back to where the two boys now were.

“Ack, so gross!” Killua’s voice snatched her attention first, but one quick scan on his body was all it took for her to see that the two were just fine physically. The only issue was that they were now both coated in the frog’s vomit.

“Are you guys okay?”

“Yeah, I guess he just didn’t like the taste of us, huh?”

“Are you okay, y/n?” Gon asked, wiping himself off as best he could before walking over to you, barely concerned with what had just happened to him.

“I’m all good!” you nodded, flashing them a smile and a thumbs up, thankful they had taken the frog’s upset stomach to have been caused by the can of poisoned juice Killua still had on him. It saved you from having to try and come up with a lie on how you had gotten them out of there on your own.

“Well, come on then. We need to keep moving. I bet we can still make it if we start right now.” Killua seemed just as unperturbed by the situation, taking just a second or two to wipe himself off before running back into the woods.

With a shrug of your shoulders towards Gon, you took off after him. As long as they were both okay, you figured he was right. You could still make it to the end of the phase if you kept going.

It wasn’t long before you caught sight of Satoz and the few applicants who had managed to evade the dangers of the swamp well enough to keep up with him. Killua was right at your side, though Gon was nowhere to be seen when you turned to look, losing him somewhere along the way. But as much as you were worried about the boy and where he might have gone, you knew he was more than capable of handling himself. If he had made it this far, then there was more than met the eye with him just as it was with Killua.

So, you pushed any negative thoughts of Gon out of your head and chased after Satoz alongside Killua. Before you knew it, the fog was clearing and Satoz had stopped in his tracks declaring they had finally reached their destination. You were a wheezing mess, lungs burning with each breath and legs feeling like they may collapse at any second, but you had made it. You had passed the first phase.

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#hxh #hxh fic #hunter x hunter #hisoka x reader #chrollo x reader #hisoka morrow #chrollo lucilfer #anime #soulmates #soulmate au

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dionte-goethe · 7 months

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Inktober 2023 Day 13: Rise. One of my first HisoIllu fics was a Carnival AU. I remember the first meeting scene I wrote for them in it was teen Hisoka levitating Illumi. So when that popped into my head I had to do it for rise. Good times.

#inktober 2023 #pen sketches #hisoillu #hisoka #illumi zoldyck #i wrote that fic like a possessed person #stayed up late working on it til it was done #didnt have the editing practices i do now #i wish i could reharness that motivation and zeal #but alas i have a full time job and most days im dead inside after work

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kaeyazuha · 1 year

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how am i supposed to label wanderer in my fics...

I'm sure most people will just use Scaramouche which makes sense but like

I feel bad

I have no idea why (yes I do) but the idea of using Scaramouche for him makes me sad. That's an identity he was abused and manipulated into, one that he doesn't want to associated with anymore. That's the entire point of this quest. Kunikuzushi is another identity he isn't comfortable with anymore, understandably so. But I also don't like calling him Wanderer since it's such a vague name hrgfgff

#i get too attached to pixels leave me alone #i'll use scaramouche in the tags and whatnot #but i'll probably stick to calling him wanderer in my fics #i personally named him masaki #which has numerous meanings revolving around wind and freedom and can be loosely translated into wanderer #also this quest has made me hate dottore even more #honestly dottore stans are on the same level as hisoka/adam stans for me #kycasual

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mayxo-hxh · 1 month

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Im about to get controversial.

Out of chrollo, illumi and hisoka, hisoka is canonically the least likely to flirt to get anything he wants, if at all.

A lot of people think he's a natural flirt but I fear I couldn't have disagreed more. He only "flirted" a single time and that was solely to piss off machi, knowing she'd never agree. Hot take? He would've never asked if he knew she'd agree.

Also, bro's the biggest humanphobe in the anime. He keeps his distance from everyone. The only human physical contact he ever made was through fighting people. (If you're a person thats interested in seeing more evidence, I have an entire long thread about it on twitter that I do plan on posting here soon)

so u cannot give me 1 reason for hisoka to flirt with someone at a random bar but chrollo and illumi? i can think of a few.

chrollo, he already canonically flirts to get what he wants. straight up goes on dates gets a suit and shit. he has no reputation among the general public that hes concerned of that isnt the spider. Illumi? He's a manipulator. I HIGHLY doubt he never flirted to get something in his life from people who are too easy to win over. He's someone that wouldn't care what people think of him. He's also anonymous. People have no idea who tf he is anyways. If it affected the zoldyck reputation? Thats a different story.

Hisoka? he would fucking NEVER. Him specifically? HE HAS A REPUTATION. And whats that reputation? That hes an absolute disgusting freak that no one should dare to approach. He kills people. He fights live and makes sure the audience is always disgusted and weirded out by his actions and performances. You look at him and you should immediately look away and pray he hasn't seen you.

So riddle me this. If his entire shtick is making sure everyones afraid of him and avoids him, then why the hell would he get himself a reputation that makes him approachable????

Why would he get himself a reputation that makes you, as a person who only ever heard of him picking people up, want to approach him.

On top of that, I just.. don't see him picking random people up..??? random weaklings that dont even know nen????? he literally treats them like trash that inconveniences his time. You're saying he'd EVER give them the privilege of sleeping with him???

And then you'd say, oh so he'd sleep with strong people! HERES THE THING. Why would he sleep with them..... when he can fight them. Him getting off from fighting comes NOWHERE to actual sex. What people don't understand is that he gets off to killing people and seeing them crumble in front of him when they realize theyre going to die. Torturing people to death. What's... that got to do with like. yknow. actual sex bro 😭😭😭😭😭😭

this turned into a huge rant probably but do you know how genuinely depressing it is seeing a unique character like hisoka that gains lust through FIGHTING and KILLING reduced to. sex addict in fics. Like. be so fucking serious right now. He called himself a FIGHT ADDICT in the manga. Can I see more of him actually spending his time killing and fighting people instead of whatever the hell bros doing with a random npc.

Anyways this is also why I hc him as asexual/demisexual NEXTTTT

#When a fic is so good but they make a hisoka a sex god instead of a murderer. like dear god. Ya Allah. Mercy on me.#can i please get more fics where he absolutely fucking murders people in deranged ways like god (Togashi) intended instead of....#(checks notes) .....sex???#sorry to me this is 1 fanon characterization that i just gag from i cannot physically stomach that shit anymore.#also the way he never touched a single human and is not a touchy person yet the musical made disgustingly touchy with everyone including go #i saw red when i saw that one scene.#thats not fucking hisoka morow thats hekosa pedoro #if togashi wanted him to sleep around he would've so simply and easily made him mention that. Like even leorio said he jacks off.#yet togashi didnt. because HE DOESNT.#HISOKA GET BEHIND ME #anyways asexual hisoka morow canon goodnight everyone #also trans hisoka can we get a little more content of that i know its completely unrelated but pls im starving #i would put the “ill do it myself meme” WHICH I DO I HAVE A DEMI HISOILLU FIC but im so slow at writing fics sobs and throws up #hisoillu #hisoka x illumi #illumi #illumi zoldyck #hisoka #hisoka morow #chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #hxh #hunter x hunter #my post #my analysis

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hisokaafanpage · 1 year

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𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮

𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓴𝓪

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʀʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ

𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺: 𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵:

9: "𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦."

Y/N fell to the floor, blood slowly making it way down the alleyway wall.

You guys had been wandering through the city of Yorknew, just enjoying each other's presence. There had been a small group of nen users that had been hanging around, seeming to be eyeing the magician next to you. Hisoka just kept his sly, undisturbed self on his face and held your hand firmly. It was quite easy to read that Hisoka was keeping an eye on the group of men. Although maybe not to others, you could read the magician like a book.

Soon enough, you guys were in an alleyway in a battle with the nen users. It was easy to tell they had been well experienced in the use of nen, but Hisoka’s demeanor was rather calm and seemed like this like slicing through butter. On the other hand, you only knew the absolute basics of the technique. You didn’t have the type of protection against the strong nen like Hisoka did.

While Hisoka was occupied putting his bungee gum to work, you were busy fighting off one of the smaller of the group. The grave mistake you made was looking over at the magican instead of focusing on your own fight. A punch to the jaw suddenly hit you, making you stumble backwards and hit the brick wall. When the back of your head hit the wall, you could hear it even echo with how hard it ended up hitting. A shriek of pain came from your mouth, immediately catching Hisoka’s attention. It was quite easy to feel his nen become stronger and stronger, to the point you could barely even breathe yourself which definitely was not helping the situation you were currently in.

You were nearly out completely cold, the world completely around you spinning. You saw the man that punched you get swiped out with a card and his other goons following the same fate. Then more cards, still the people were barely even recognizable.

Everything went numb, and you saw a blur of pink and red hair in front of your eyes.

The air was tense in the alleyway, the world seeming to slowly fall away out of your fingers. You knew there was something seriously wrong, the pain seemed to just flow away from you as it went numb.

“Y/N!” You heard the smooth words come out of your lover's mouth, and gentle, blood covered hands placed on your arms. Genuine concern filled the magician's voice.

“I should have never-” You fell into a coughing fit, blood slowly coming out the corner of your mouth. “Fell in love with you..” Wheezing was evident in your voice. “And..” You broke out into another coughing fit… “You should have never fallen in love with me.” You said, your eyes glossy. You weren't sure if you were going to die.

Hisoka sat completely down, holding his blood stained hands with yours. It was evident that he was holding back tears. A day you thought would never come.. Hisoka crying? Tears ran down both of their cheeks. Hisoka’s signature star and drop slowly fading away with the tears. He kept a soft grip on your hands.

It was easy to see the wound that you had managed to get was gonna most likely be lethal. There was a gash on the back of your head, and just the blunt force trauma that you had endured should have been enough to knock the life out of you.

Hisoka then got to his feet, a deep sigh leaving his mouth. He walked out of the alleyway leaving you there, blood dripping out of your mouth.

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