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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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onceuponamidnightdrizzle · 3 years

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So I’ve been thinking of designing my own tarot deck, but each major arcana has a character from “Hunter x hunter” on it. I know a few I’d like to have, like hisoka is obviously the magican and Meruem is the emperor, and there’s a few I’m mostly sure of. Like I think gon would be the fool but I’m not sure. anyhow, if you have any suggestions, that’d be great. And idk maybe I’ll do the minor too but that’s a way bigger task

#hunter x hunter #tarot #anime

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hisokaafanpage · 1 year

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𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵: 21 “𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.”

𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺: @𝘫𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘻

“Y/N. Don’t go with him, you know his reputation! He is a cold blooded murderer! A psychopath!”

The words echoed in your head, the words from months ago that one of your closest friends had told you. At the time, you didn’t believe you're friend. You thought they were just jealous to realize you were moving on from them. At this point in time, Hisoka was the only person you talked to in life. It was hard though, with him usually just disappearing for one or two days at a time. This time it was much longer than expected.

You sat on the bed in you and Hisoka’s bedroom, picking at the pink nail polish on your nails. The magician had been gone for about four days now, no updates, nothing. A pit the size of the earth sat in the bottom of your stomach. You didn’t get involved with his ‘line of work’ he would call it. Hell, you barely even know what he did. He refused to describe it. All you knew was that It involved cards. There seemed to be a malicious intent set behind his eyes but you didn’t really pay much mind to it. When you did you weren’t really sure what in the world he could be doing. The words that your friend told you about six months ago though just played on repeat in your head. Sometimes even their words made it into your nightmares.

Rain softly tapped on the window. There was no thunderstorm or anything, just light calm rain. It was honestly rather relaxing. A soft candle kept the room lit, since you didn’t really enjoy the bright white light the overhead light of the room brought. You sighed, leaning back against the wooden headboard. Eyes glanced over at the few pictures you had framed of you and Hisoka. The ones he liked enough, he allowed you to frame. You were grateful for anything like that though.

The magician strolled through the rain, blood dripping from the sharp fingernails on Hisoka’s hand. Electric yellow eyes kept glancing from side to side. Hisoka usually updos hair was now down, soaked from the rain. Red splotches of blood stained his white crop top and there were spot dots of red on his face. It looked like he came from a blood bath. Approaching the house, he took a deep breath.

You looked out the window to see a figure and then you heard the lock of the door being messed with. Your heart skipped a beat as you carefully got up, making sure you didn’t make a sound. Light footsteps made their way down the hallway as you peeked past the wall of the hallway. The door creaked open, and you saw your lover. Covered in blood. (Insert your eye color) eyes widened and you made direct eye contact with him. Your voice hitched as you saw the blood all over him, but you knew it wasn’t him. Your friends were right.

He was a cold blooded murderer.

“Y/N.” Your name rolled off his tongue like it did many times. Was he seriously about to act like this was nothing? Before you knew it you were wrapped up in his arms, and you could smell the blood on him. This wasn’t where you wanted to be. “Get away from me.. You monster. This whole time, you’ve been killing people? I should have known all along. I can’t believe I didn’t realize.” You hissed through your teeth.

“I should have listened to them, and not to you. I can’t believe I ever loved you. You cold blooded murderer.”

You said, a teardrop falling out of the corner of your eye.

Hisoka clenched his jaw, and you could see the emotions taking over him. “So this is how you view me now, over some blood.” He said, looking down at his blood stained hand and clothes. “I guess that's what happens when you fall in love with someone like me. YOu were bound to figure it out sooner or later.”

Tears streamed down your face, as you grabbed a raincoat and put on your shoes. “No wonder they warned me.” You said as you walked out into the rain.

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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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