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bwabys-scenarios · 2 years

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Reunited

Illumi x Reader

PART 3

pt. 2

pt. 4

Illumi, disguised at Gittarackur, kept his distance from the group he was watching, making sure to avert his gaze as often as possible to not cause suspicion.

He had his eye on a single member of the group, a girl with the same aura of someone he lost long ago.

30 Minutes Earlier

As the room began to fill, Illumi made sure to watch every single person of interest that came in. Eventually he got bored of this, sensing no potential with his nen, he decided to instead watch over his brother.

After doing that for a bit, he again became bored. Unknown to most, Illumi wasn’t the best at keeping on task when it wasn’t necessary. The test would be easy enough to pass so he didn’t see a need to scout out every single contestant, after all not a single one of them seemed as capable as him or Hisoka.

His dark eyes scanned the crowd one last time, taking in his surroundings. The elevator had just dropped off its last batch of contestants. He decided he could at least check them out.

Illumi slid down from his perch on the wall. As he got closer to the group he froze, gripping his needles so tightly they nearly snapped.

Smiling and laughing with the group was a girl that made his heart stop. She offered out snacks to the young boy accompanying her, which he took instantly with a thanks.

“Good thing we didn’t drink that juice. I don’t think I could handle getting sick from expired juice while completing the exam..” the girl said, ruffling the boys hair. “Thanks, Gon.”

Illumi watched from the shadows. The girl zipped up her bag, dropping a picture. She didn’t seem to notice and ran off to catch up with her group.

Illumi swooped in, picking up the picture and returning to his spot. He unfolded the photo and inspected it.

‘It’s…’

His eyes widened ever so slightly, gripping the photo so tightly it crinkled.

The photo showed two young teens, leaning against each other to get into frame. Although their faces were a bit blurry, he recognized it instantly.

He took in a breath to calm his accelerated heartbeat. He couldn’t be completely sure it was her until he heard her name.

Illumi tucked the picture into his pocket. ‘I can use this as an excuse to talk to her later…’ he thought, having calmed down significantly. He couldn’t rush things. It had been nearly 10 years since they’d last met, if he approached her now in his disguise he’d scare her away.

Even if it wasn’t her, she still may know where to find (Name), given she had that picture.

Illumi sighed, stepping from the shadows and staring at the girl. He tried to reason why he should even care if it WAS her. After the incident he hadn’t even tried to track her down, so why try now?

‘If for nothing else, to satisfy my curiosity. Then we can go out separate ways.’

He nodded to himself, deeming that a good enough reason.

Current Time

(Name) let out a groan, her forehead covered in sweat. “We’ve been running for 20 minutes, how much longer?”

Leorio didn’t answer. He couldn’t, he was having enough trouble keeping his breath and didn’t want to waste it on talking.

“I’m not sure. Try to pace yourself. You’re carrying a pretty heavy backpack, I’m surprised you’ve been able to get this far.” Kurapika replied.

(Name) wondered for a moment if he was implying he didn’t expect her to do well because she wasn’t skinny or because of the backpack, but she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Uh huh… well if anyone wants to lighten my load, I’ve got some water to drink.”

The two boys perked up.

“Yes please,” the answered in unison. (Name) wanted to laugh, but kept it in. She handed out a canteen for them to both sip on. Gon took a big drink, handed it back, a little embarrassed.

“Sorry Miss (Name), I drank the rest.” He lowered his head.

(Name) smiled and patted his head. “Don’t worry Gon, I’ve got two other canteens. You just helped lighten my backpack! Thank you very much.”

Gon lifted his head back up and grinned.

Another 30 minutes of running had passed. The four had separated a bit, with Kurapika being the closest to the front. (Name) stayed relatively close to Gon, and Leorio was in front of them.

(Name)’s attention was brought back to the exam when she heard Leorio shouting.

“Hey, wait up kid!!”

He seemed to be yelling at a kid around Gon’s age with spiky white hair. She couldn’t see his face.

“Hmm?” The boy hummed in response .

“You should show the Hunter Exam some respect!”

“What do you mean?”

Leorio huffed, shaking his fist.

“Why are you using a skateboard? That’s cheating!”

“Why?”

(Name) and Gon looked at each other in confusion.

“Why… this is an endurance test!”

“No it isn’t!”

Everyone’s attention was on Gon now.

“The examiner only told us to follow him.”

(Name nodded in agreement. “Also you shouldn’t be picking on a little kid, let him skate if he wants.”

“Whose side are you two on!?”

The white haired boy tilted his head and slowed his skateboard to be beside the two.

“How old are you?”

“I’m 12!”

He hummed.

‘Hmm… he’s the same age as me…’

The boy jumped off his skateboard and caught it in his hand.

“Guess I’ll run too!”

“Wow! That was cool!”

He seemed to be suppressing a smile.

“I’m Killua.”

“I’m Gon, and this is (Name)!”

The three talked for a bit, (Name) giving the two some water as they did. She could tell Killua was a bit shy and not very trusting. She made sure to drink some of the water first to show it was safe, which he seemed to appreciate.

After a while, Gon stopped. The other two followed suit, turning to see Leorio doubled over. He had dropped his suitcase and seemed to be struggling to breath.

(Name) started to walk towards him but Gon put his hand up and shook his head.

Leorio continued to struggle to breath, the other contestants having already ran far beyond them, even (Name), as compassionate as she was, began to worry.

“Hey, forget him. Let’s go.” Killua said, having lost his patience.

Gon said nothing, not moving an inch.

Leorio coughed, then grit his teeth.

“Screw this…”

He launched back into a sprint, leaving the three behind in his dust.

“I’m gonna become a Hunter!!”

He screamed.

“DAMN IT ALL!!!”

Gon and (Name) looked on, grinning. Gon cast his fishing pole and grabbed Leorios suitcase.

“SO cool!” Killua said, staring at Gon. (Name) giggled, and stretched before beginning to run.

The two followed behind her like two little duckings.

“Promise I can try that later?”

“Only if I can try your skateboard!!”

30 mins later

They had reached the 80 Kilometer mark, and it seemed like their Examiner had picked up the pace. They were all running on stairs now, trying to be careful not to trip.

“This guys insane, he’s prancing up the stairs as if they’re not even there.” One of the contestants complained.

Back with (Name)’s group, the two boys were beginning to look a bit bored. Killua’s eyes lit up.

“Hey Gon, you wanna race to see who finished first?” He asked, his cat like smile spreading across his face.

Gon looked to (Name) for approval. She waved her hand, in their direction.

“Go on, I’ll be fine. Just be careful and come back to me if you need anything.”

“Okay. The loser has to buy the other’s dinner!” Gon announced.

“You’re on!”

With that the two raced off, leaving (Name) to her thoughts.

After another 10 minutes, (Name) managed to catch up to Leorio and Kurapika, who were in the middle of a conversation.

“That’s why I will capture the Phantom Troupe, to avenge my clan. I can still hear their eyes crying out in anguish.”

(Name) kept quiet. She could hear the anguish in Kurapikas words. She knew what it was like to lose people, so she made a mental note to talk to him later. This path of revenge he was seeing may lead him down a path of despair.

“If I get my Hunter’s License I can get jobs in the black market and find information on them.”

“But you’ll have to swallow your pride and become the kind of Hunter you despise.”

Leorio replied, cutting his eyes at the boy.

“Kurapika…” (Name) said softly, finally catching up to run by his side. The boy looked over to her, putting on a weak smile.

“I’m alright. The blow to my pride is nothing measured against the suffering my clan endured.”

(Name) but her lip. She decided to drop the subject and instead offered more water to the two, who took it instantly. They were all exhausted beyond relief.

“You know, I don’t think we would have made it this far without you.” Kurapika said as he handed back the canteen.

“For once I agree. Having you here watching over us has helped.”

Leorio have her a thumbs up. (Name) tried to hide her embarrassed face as she sipped her water.

“I have no noble cause.”

“Huh?” (Name) and Kurapika said in unison.

“I’m just after money.”

“Don’t lie!” Kurapika exclaimed

“I’m not lying!”

“You really believe you can buy everything with money?”

“You’re right! For the right price, you can buy not only treasures, but dreams, hearts, and even peoples lives!”

(Name) winced, looking at Leorio in shock.

“You can’t be serious Leorio…”

“Take that back!” Kurapika yelled.

“If you’re insulting the Kurt’s, I won’t forgive you.”

“Why? I’m telling the truth. If I’d had money, my friend wouldn’t have died!”

A silence fell over the group.

“Was he sick?” Kurapika asked, his tone much gentler.

“It was a treatable disease… the problem was the operation costs a fortune. I was naive! I thought I could become a doctor.”

(Name) but her lip, trying to hold back tears.

“I wanted to cure kids who have the same disease, and be able to tell them it was free of charge! The I could tell the parents too. That was my dream…”

Leorio grunted, turning his head to face the wall.

“What a joke. Turns out that to become a doctor, you need even more money! Got it? The world RUNS on money. So I want money!”

(Name) stopped in her tracks, nearly tripping down the stairs. The two managed to grab both her hands and straighten her just in time.

“(Name), are you…”

Tears ran down her cheeks. She looked at the two before pulling them into a hug. They both stiffened, before replacing and hugging her back.

“What’s that for?” Leorio asked, his cheeks flushed.

“You both seemed like you needed it.”

She released them and raced off, leaving the two to stare at the odd girl.

“She was crying… for our sake.” Kurapika muttered, picking up the pace.

“See you, Kurapika.”

“Catch you later, old timer.”

Killua and Gon had caught up to the pair and were about to pass (Name) as well.

“I’m not old! I’m a teenager, just like you guys!”

The other 4 all turned to look at him in shock.

“How are you younger than me!?” (Name) exclaimed. Leorio blinked.

“Wait, (Name), how old are you!?”

“22!”

“WHAT!?”

“NO WAY!”

20 minutes later

(Name) finally reached the end of the tunnel, coming into the light and immediately collapsing to gulp in air. She was approached by Gon and Killua, who informed her they’d been the first to reach the exit.

“Is this the Second Phase?” asked (Name) between breaths.

“No, Mr. Satotz said we still have a way to go.”

(Name) hummed her response, pulling a handkerchief from her backpack to wipe away the sweat and grime that had collected on her face. Once she cleaned herself up, she poured out the contents of her bag.

In it was a pack of gum, some granola bars, 2 empty canteens, and one still full. That was her food and she after water supply so far. The rest was a change of clothes, her dagger, a small first aid kit, and a fire starter.

“You sure came prepared.”

(Name) nodded as killua crouched beside her, opening her pack of gum and taking a piece.

“Yeah, I used to go hiking and camping with my family. And my childhood friend was very… serious when it came to it. He never got to come with us, but told me it was essential to be prepared. I wasn’t sure what tasks we’d have to do so I packed pretty light.”

She smiled, gently caressing the sheath covering her dagger. Killua squinted, trying to get a better look at the blade but (Name) packed it away.

“You boys want to have a picnic?”

The three had a small snack, breaking up two different flavored granola bars and splitting them amongst each other. (Name) my bed on her portion as they awaited their comrades arrival.

Leorio was the first to appear, collapsing with his head resting on (Name)’s lap. She waited for him to catch his breath before pushing him off with enough force for him to roll a few feet away.

“You should just lay on ladies, Leorio.” Gon said, his head leaning against (Name)’s shoulder.

“I really don’t want to hear that from you.”

(Name) tried not to laugh, but ended up chuckling. Killua watched the scene as he chewed on his gum, blowing a big bubble.

Kurapika was next to arrive. He waved to the group and sat next to (Name), taking the canteen she offered and dosing the rest.

“Sorry (Name), it’s empty.”

(Name) shrugged. “Well, they say it’s best to hydrate instead of hoarding water when you’re stranded. They say a lot of people lost in desert are found dead with lots of water still left.”

“That’s… interesting, (Name).”

The group watched the girl with interest. She wasn’t any ordinary woman. It seemed she was quite educated on things pertaining to survival.

“I’ve heard of that too! You’re so smart Miss (Name)!” Gon exclaimed.

(Name) waved her hand.

“No no, I just know enough to survive. My family was homeless for a bit when I was a teen so I learned to toughen myself up!!”

She patted her flexed arm. (Name) wasn’t really muscular, but she seemed proud of herself. Leorio nodded.

“So you’re a mountain girl like Gon?”

This caused (Name) to deflate quite a bit, shriveling up into a husk. Kurapika elbowed Leorio.

“Yeah… I’m not super strong or anything but I know some stuff. I promise I…”

She stopped herself.

“You won’t what?” asked Killua, who had been silently listening.

“I… I promise I’ll work hard. I’ll pull my weight, so please don’t leave me. I won’t be a burden at all, I swear. I just… this is the first time I’ve made some friends in a long time and…”

She paused, turning her head away.

“Are you… crying?”

“No!! Just got something in my eye is all!”

Leorio grabbed Killua’s cheeks and pulled them. “Now look what you’ve done, you’ve gone and gotten (Name) upset!”

“I don’t think he’s the only one.” Kurapika muttered, brushing his hair behind his ear. He leaned down and held (Name)’s hand.

“Listen, I don’t think a single one of us would have made it if it wasn’t for you. You’ve shared with us, and cheered us on even though we just met. We won’t abandon someone with such a kind soul so easily.”

He gave her a kind smile, which (Name) returned. It was a weak smile, but one none the less.

“Thank you, Kurapika. Sorry, I can be a crybaby.” She apologized, standing and brushing off her skirt.

“No, I understand. No one will judge you for crying. After all, being scared to lose friends is something that makes you human.”

(Name) nods. She throws her backpack on and gives them a winner smile.

“Well, let’s get closer to the front. Time to see what’s going on.”

The group disappears from sight, getting closer to the front of the crowd. Illumi watches on in disgust, his nails digging into his palms so hard they begin to bleed.

He couldn’t tell why he was so angry. Just watching these people be so familiar with you brought out a rage in him so potent it caused the plants around him to wither.

“My my, I see someone’s feeling jealous.”

Hisoka appears at Illumi’s side, his eyes focused on Illumi’s face. The assassins glare is enough to make hisoka moan.

“Jealous? I don’t feel such things as trivial as jealousy. Now if you want to keep your head, keep an eye on that girl. I can’t get closer because of Killua.”

“Touchy touchy! Of course illumi, darling.”

Hisoka slinks off, thinking to himself.

‘My, this is interesting. Never thought Illumi would be capable of jealousy. Let’s see how I can bring out the best outcome for this situation.’

He licks his lips.

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mamayan · 10 months

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★LOVE★

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

#tw: dark content #tw: dubcon #hisoka morow #Hunter x Hunter #hisoka HxH #hisoka x reader #hisoka x fem! reader #hisoka morow smut #darling hisoka #hisoka smut #yandere #yandere reader #fem! Yandere #yandere x darling #yandere HxH #dividers by benkeibear

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strawbabysimp · 5 months

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Killua, Gon & Leorio as Yanderes HCs

Request: Can you do a yandere hc Gon, killua,kurapika and leorio please

A/N: I already have Kurapika as a yandere headcanons(and him with a yandere s/o) in my masterlist but I did the other three characters :)

Killua

Killua was raised with murder as a tool to protect not only his family but his own wants. Selfishness was a prime virtue in his household. Even if loyalty was preached, it was all a falsehood Killua saw through; true greediness being the root of his parents' actions. He did realize the validity of using violence though.

You had run into Killua due to your own lack of family. You had assumed he was an orphan, sharing your grief, giving just enough information to seem vulnerable while still keeping the juiciest details to himself. The details that would reveal his own power in the situation.

Killua had been exploring the world as he saw fit when you stumbled into his eyeline. He was immediately transfixed and while it started with him simply approaching you it divulged into much more.

He gave you gifts he had no business giving you with his background seemingly what it was but you didn't look a gift horse in the mouth. You smiled and accepted both his presents and love.

Killua did much more than you knew. Ridding you of those who stood in your way, threatened you, hurt you in the past. Those you never heard about again or hadn't heard from far before the Zoldyck ever walked into your life were rid of by his pale hands.

He was always there with you, not even needing to be asked to come along. He offered his presence to you on a silver platter, giving his affection so freely to such a love-starved individual. Perhaps that's what had led him to you in the first place - a kindred spirit.

Gon

Gon came into your life smiling and never left - greeting you with a wave and a compliment, easing his way into your life. You hung out immediately, being drawn to the man before you and vice versa. You walked side-by-side through shops, window-shopping with pleasure. At the end of the (seemingly)surprise meeting, he left you only to return a few moments later with one of the cheaper items you had expressed interest in. You were shocked at his kindness but gratefully accepted.

You exchanged information at the end of the conversation and conversed over the next couple of days over the phone. You found yourself excited at the possibility of him messaging you, looking forward to your phone's notification

Gon had stopped messaging you for days; three to be exact before you stopped messaging. After a week passed your phone chimed and the thought that it could be him passed through your head but you ignored it and lazily grabbed for the device. You were surprised to see it was him with an apologetic message - it explained that a family emergency had come up, one that he felt might overwhelm you if he were to share so early on in talking with you. He was sorry for having left you with no information on his whereabouts but he hoped you would forgive him.

You did just as he requested(read: planned).

And soon you did just as he said, for fear of consequence. For you spent more time with him, and grew closer, his kindness pouring so freely you were helpless to drink it. It was only for you though, Gon's kindness not expanding out towards anyone else. You became his all and his strength only grew with his feelings - in ways you couldn't fully understand. All you knew was that you were powerless. What had you allowed to happen?

No matter what he did he always smiled. That bright smile that highlighted his soft cheeks and bright composure, but it couldn't drown out the carnage before you and you found yourself shrinking into the recesses of your mind more and more in his presence.

Leorio

He came off as the perfect gentleman - or at least his attempt at one. You were none the wiser to his true intentions. The man was quick to give you your favorite flowers, complimenting you, showing you off at nice places. His wallet had its limits but your needs and wants fell well within their bounds.

He reminded you of this later. Listing all the things he had done for you as a way of making you stay by his side. It didn't matter how you responded though, he was the provider, he took care of you and you should be grateful. Leorio would make you grateful.

The day after a blow up your partner would act as if nothing happened, having seemingly moved on from the incident. He treated you with his usual kindness and would often return home with a single flower for simply 'existence.'

He went past the usual bounds of an abusive relationship and proved his own devotion time and time again. With any person who disrespected you, he made sure to kill them. Sometimes you packed up and moved to another location without explanation and the look in his eyes told you not to ask why.

You began to enjoy this lifestyle though. The constant movement, high risk, devotion, tenderness. It all inexplicably drew you.

He's perverted. He can't help it. He loves everything about you. The littlest things fascinate him. He stares at you for hours, especially when you're sleeping. At first, it bothered you, kept you up at night even with your eyes closed. Now though, you don't mind it. It's just Leorio. You even find yourself smiling to sleep as he pets your side comfortingly.

#Headcanons #Killua #Gon #Leorio #Killua Headcanons #Gon Headcanons #Leorio Headcanons #Killua x Reader #Gon x Reader #Hunter x Hunter #HxH #Anime #Killua Zoldyck #Gon Freecss #Leorio Paradinight

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animeyanderelover · 1 year

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Can I request Platonic zoldlyck gen hc?

God, I knew that this was coming at one point. I'm making reader in here a part of the family.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, clinginess, sabotage, threats, violence, isolation, death

Platonic Zoldyck Family Hc's

Zeno Zoldyck

🐲 He wouldn't admit it out loud but it's still somewhat obvious that you're his favorite grandchild. There is a certain soft spot the old man harbors for you and it occasionally shines through. He engages in games for children with you if you beg him enough, gives you gladly advice when you train and is always willing to listen to your problems. Zeno prides himself on his experience and the insightful help he can give you because of it. Zeno holds high hopes for you too so it happens very often that he ends up as your personal tutor to help you master the art of assassination. He wants you to succeed the family and their reputation for being the most dangerous assassins known so he teaches you techniques he isn't likely to reveal to anyone else. He's a good balance though since he never goes too brutal on you unless he knows that you can defend yourself and mixes rest and relaxation well with hours of exhausting training. If you manage to master his teachings and finish missions flawlessly, he's sure to always compliment and praise you warmly and grant you a treat.

Silva Zoldyck

🐺 Silva is incredibly possessive and from all children you're the one he spends the most time with. Kikyo, your maternal figure, rarely gets to see you and so do your other siblings since Silva consumes almost all of your time. He holds you in high esteem and has decided to train you personally in everything. He passes down his teachings that you shouldn't strike unless you're sure to win and goes a bit brutal on you. Hours and hours on end where he goes full beast mode on you even if you can't handle that level of strength yet. He only gives you a break when you're nearly about to faint from physical exhaustion and is very strict, scolds and chides you for everything you haven't kept in mind during the fight. He might end up sending you on missions that are highly dangerous if he sees it as a necessary step in your development as an assassin. Willing to spoil you a bit but only if you've fulfilled or even exceeded his expectations. Everyone in the mansion knows to not upset you or spend too much time with you though since Silva is sure to come after such people and punish them.

Kikyo Zoldyck

🔺 Kikyo has always been enraptured with you, even when you were still an infant. She's very obsessed and recalls your entire life so far as if it just happened moments ago. She's really clingy and when you aren't with her, you'll hear her shrill voice calling for you. There were times when you didn't come though and in such cases she ordered the butlers of the house angrily to find you and bring you to her, otherwise she'd kill them for their incompetence. She dotes on you and coddles on you in an excessive way, spoils you and dresses you up in all the finest clothes she can find. Money is of no concern. She likely never lets you spend much time with others since she's overprotective and is paranoid that anyone else besides her and her family will be a bad influence for you. So she's likely to kill anyone who she thinks will sully you. You're a splendid assassin in her opinion, she even insists that you should be together with Killua the heir of the family since both of you are more than suited. Spoils you after every mission you fulfilled, although she makes a terrible fuss over possible bruises or scratches, if you let someone even hurt you that is.

Illumi Zoldyck

🤎 Illumi usually appears void of all sorts of emotions but it's painfully clear for everyone that he has an unhealthy attachment to one of his siblings, you. He constantly hovers near you and stares intensely into everyone who steps too close to you or spends too much time with you. It's creepy and unnerving and even the well-trained butlers tend to get shivers. The man is also awfully possessive over his younger sibling and finds it unnecessary for them to spend time with the other Zoldyck kids, except Killua maybe. If he should be older than you he sort of expects you to obey his words since he's the oldest child and for that holds authority over you. Similar to Silva he holds high expectations for you and is sure to get rid of everything that might interrupt your determination to be an assassin. So you end up isolated as he monopolizes most of your time. It even happens that he follows you on missions assigned to you to see how you're doing with your job as an assassin. If you've done the job well you tend to get a few presents from him, his way to show you that he's proud of you.

Milluki Zoldyck

💻 Milluki is more demanding and bratty when it comes to his sibling's attention. He tends to spend a lot of time inside his room playing some games or watching some shows instead of being active but that doesn't mean that he should be underestimated. He can definitely be more mean to you, especially if you should be younger and he has a feeling of superiority for being older than you. In that case he commands you often a bit around and is slightly mad when you don't listen to him. Gets incredibly jealous if he finds out that you like one of his siblings more than him which results in him being more salty and rude to you although shortly after he tries to buy your favor by getting you games or snacks you love. Insists that you spend some sibling time with him huddled up inside his room which he locks up since he hates being disrupted when he has you for himself. He participates more when you're on missions, searches for information on the target which he gives you if you spend afterwards more time with him and it's not unlikely that he tries to install a tracker so he can check your location when you're away.

Killua Zoldyck

🪀 He spends most of his time with you during his early childhood since you're the only one who doesn't pressure him and just grant him a normal childhood. You're trained to be an assassin yourself but understand that it doesn't have to be forced upon him. Killua is clingy, often searches for you and sulks when he finds out that you have left for missions. He acts like a normal child around you, shares his food and snacks with you and even if he's embarrassed, he also loves it when you give him a big hug. When he leaves the family to participate in the Hunter exams, he comes up running to you and asks you if you want to accompany him. Sure, you're a dangerous assassin and don't even need a license but he just wants to take you away from the mountain and be alone with you. He's distraught when you decline his ask since you have to stay here but promise to wait for him. He tells Gon a lot about you as soon as he's become his friend, tells Gon his goal of leaving together with Alluka and you the family so all of you can be free.

Alluka Zoldyck

💝 Her and Nanika both adore their sibling a lot, shown by Nanika's willingness to grant only Killua and you freely wishes. You never abuse the kindness and affection Alluka and Nanika hold for you though since your sibling is precious to you. Alluka is essentially imprisoned in the mansion but you still insist on spending time with her which makes Alluka really happy. She always wants to play with you, wants hugs or to be lifted in the air only to surprise you with a kiss on your cheek or nose. She's very clingy and as a child she always was hanging on your hip like a monkey and that habit continues even as both of you grow older. Since she's never permitted outside, you always bring her souvenirs when you come back from a mission and tell her from all the things you have seen. When Killua comes to save her, she insists that she wants you to come with her and starts crying too. You gladly tag along though, relieved that your beloved sibling is finally free from this family. Alluka wants you to show her all the places you told her about during her time inside.

Kalluto Zoldyck

🏮 Kalluto is the silent type who walks behind you like a little duckling. He's the youngest and that makes him insecure a bit although he isn't above using that to his own advantage too if he knows that it'll guarantee him your attention. If you just happen to be the youngest one, he acts like your silent guardian as he's weirdly protective over you. Kalluto tries to impress you as he feels a need to prove himself, specifically if he really is the youngest. As much as he enjoys and loves seeing you doting on him a bit, he also wants you to see that he's just as much of a capable assassin as you are. He wants to watch you training since he idolizes you quite a bit and believes your fighting abilities and Nen powers to be really amazing. He's upset when he doesn't get to spend time with you for a longer while but rarely complains and instead keeps silent. He knows that it can't be helped when you have a job but he spends hours outside waiting for your return. He runs to you as soon as you return, tugs your clothes shyly as a silent way to ask for a hug.

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narrators-journal · 9 months

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yoo, could u do jealousy hcs for kurapika, like the ones u did for killua? i would prefer romantic over a platonic relationship with him though.

thank youuu

Back at it with the slow asks lol. You didn't specify if you meant the my yandere Killua, or regular killua headcanons, so I covered my bases and did both. I hope you don't mind!

Yandere

As a yandere, I imagine Kurapika to be very hellbent on reviving his clan and the eyes they were known for.

So, I can see him as a weird mix of vicious, and patient.

He'd be rather quick to anger when it comes to his darling depending on how determined he may be to bring back the Kurta clan, but that doesn't mean he'd do something like publicly attack a rival.

He'd have the patience to wait for an opening, or lure them away. All for the sake of not scaring his partner or getting caught.

Kurapika would very much be the type of yandere to not let his darling leave the house almost at all.

Can't have you wandering off, getting hurt, or getting lost, can he?

When his darling with his his child, that jealousy is made ten times worse.

After all, he has trauma surrounding the loss of his family, he can't trust anyone to not see the beautiful red eyes of his child and think of stealing them.

He may be patient enough to lure or manipulate a potential threat, but rest assured, they will be dealt with swiftly.

Non-Yandere

without the yandere craziness, Kurapika is not someone to get jealous easily.

Even if he's still hellbent to bring back his clan, he'll only do so with a partner he fully trusts. So, there's no reason to be jealous.

That being said, if he were to be jealous, he'd be a rather cold one.

He'd never blame his partner, of course, but he'd freeze out the assumed threat to his relationship.

If that threat were one of his friends, he'd try to talk to them and set some boundaries, but if it were a stranger on the street or at the market, they'd get nothing but a frosty glare and a passive aggressive, silent move so that kurapika was between you.

But, he tries his best to not be that way. He wouldn't exactly enjoy being suspicious of everyone. He gets enough of that from the anxiety and trauma.

When he does get that way, though, he wouldn't be keen to leave a partner alone with the threat.

He'd follow his partner around like a puppy, subtly guarding them.

All and all, he'd be conflicted as a jealous partner.

He tries his best to not assume the worst, but is also sometimes subconsciously petty when he gets that way.

#Kurapika Kurta #hxh #hunter x hunter #Kurapika x reader #x reader #ask #yandere #not yandere #headcanons

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inezdeortiz · 3 months

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MASTERLIST!~

Legends!!

🩷 - Romantic

💝 - Platonic

☁️ - Fluff

💔 - Angst

💫 - AU

🔪 - YANDERE

Head-Cannons

Anos meeting Elysia!Reader 🩷☁️

Rimuru with Seele!S/O 🩷☁️

Rimuru with YanQing!F!Reader 🩷☁️

Rimuru with Griseo-like!Reader 🩷☁️

Rimuru with Nezuko!Reader 🩷☁️

Hazbin Hotel Cast with Kiana Kaslana!Reader 💝☁️

Poly!Killua & Gon with Artist!Reader 🩷☁️

Killua Zoldyck x F!Reader 🩷☁️

Xiao with Clara!Reader 💝☁️

General HCs of Killua 🩷☁️

Rimuru Tempest with Kiana Kaslana!Reader 🩷 ☁️

Rimuru & other characters with Vampire S/O 🩷 ☁️

Yandere!Rimuru × F!Reader 🩷🔪

Oneshot

"No matter what we'll always be together" RW!Rimuru Tempest x F!Reader 🩷☁️💫

Imagine/Scenarios

Rimuru with a F!Reader who's afraid of the crowds 🩷☁️

Rimuru who loves to tease F!Reader 🩷☁️

Killua & Gon with a Shuna!Reader who treats them like her sons 💝☁️

WIPs

Part 2 of RW!Rimuru x F!Reader 🩷☁️

#✩*⢄⢁【 inezdeortiz 】⡈⡠*✩

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apollowhoo · 10 months

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Masterlist

Black Butler:

Alois Trancy X Protective!OlderSister!Reader+Claude

Demon!Ciel x Human!Sebastian

Hunter x Hunter

Killua x Gon x Reader (friendship hcs)

Chrollo x Sibling!Reader

Main 4+ Adult trio x Oc!Leah with various powers

Saiki K:

Saiki x Child!Psychic!Reader

Percy Jackson;

Percy x Sister!Reader

Embracing Mortality

Danganronpa:

Kazuichi Soda x Leon Kuwata x Kaito Momota x LittleBrother!Reader

Match up 1

Owl House (I don’t take requests from Owl House anymore):

The Collector x Parental!Reader

The Collector x Twin!Reader

Yandere!The Collector x Reader

Alice in Borderland:

Match up 1

TBHK:

Match up 1

Hazbin Hotel:

Match up 1

The Promise Neverland:

nothing.

Demon Slayer:

nothing.

Owari No Seraph:

nothing.

Spy x Family:

nothing.

Arcane:

nothing.

South Park:

nothing.

Series of Unfortunate Events:

nothing.

Gravity Falls:

nothing.

Helluva Boss:

nothing.

Creepypasta:

nothing.

Fnaf:

nothing.

DC:

nothing.

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i-killed-a-prostutute · 10 months

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Im so sorry for the super late response!! Im not even going to question the heat pill and how it came from pitou 💀 at least tell me reader gave consent to being mutated and it wasn't something killua just decided for her….. I totally get being a Virginia and all, it's just that your other killua fics were a lot more detailed and longer. The neko one seemed more like it was done in a hurry. Don't want this to come off as me complaining though, because I know I'D definitely feel a little disheartened if one of my requesters told me they were disappointed with my work. It was fine, really! And anyway, anyone, even the best smut writer, has room for improvement :) I really appreciate that you'll let me know if you can do my request or not, not a lot of writers do that and it's really helpful, instead of just leaving me waiting and wondering. (God knows how many of my requests have actually been made but I don't know because I stopped checking…) With that out of the way, here are my two requests! 🌸

You said you'd be fine writing more killua x neko reader. So I was thinking perhaps just general relationship headcanons, sfw and nsfw. And this time, it takes place in the hxh world where reader was BORN that way and that's not exactly weird lmao. No pituo pill 💀 same personality: shy, sweet, cute, cuddly, you know..

And for my second request, I'm not sure if this counts as a hc, I guess it does, it's basically just me asking for your thoughts on this: I've being wondering about this for a while. I didn't think it, but turns out silva and kikyo do actually love each other. So killua probably grew up seeing those expressions of "love" and thinking that's normal for a relationship. How do you think that would affect his relationship with reader? And if it isn't too much, how do you think his overall experience with his family effects it? Because I highly doubt after everything he's gone through that his relationship with the reader would be perfectly normal.

It's totally fine if you only want to do one of those, or even none. No pressure! And take all the time you need. Thanks in advance :)

PS: you said you had some ideas of your own, so feel free to write them if you feel like it. i check your account sometimes, so I won't miss your killua content. But I understand if your busy and can only write what is requested. But you haven't posted anything for 2 weeks now, so I THINK it's safe to assume you don't have or get a lot of requests. So in the meantime, you could write and post your own fics. Just an idea though! (I hope this isn't coming off as forceful...) this is already super long, sorry about that, so good night/morning/evening and I look forward to hearing from you!

You check my account sometimes 🥺🥺🥺

I really appreciate it and I was just thinking about writing another neko one, but maybe a relationship head Canon set would help me with the writing a bit.

I for sure like your suggestions, and I just like the crazy side of yandere's. A lot of my personal ones have a lot of stalking lmao.

I'll probably put out something for another character today and here in the next few days get some Killua X neko stuff in my drafts and at least one out.

Link to Superman comfort:

#x reader #headcanon #x yn #hunter hunter x reader #killua x reader #adult killua x reader #aged up killua x reader #killua x yn

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thatphantomtroupelady · 8 months

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~Masterlist~

Please pay attention to the

individual tags and content

warnings before reading

A Web of Guilt: a one-shot with Kurapika having a bad case of revengicitis and Leorio subsequently having had enough of him pushing everyone away

An Escape: written for hxhtober; long after his attempt at running away from the Zoldyck mansion, Killua continues to suffer from terrifying nightmares

Red: written for hxhtober; an emotionally exhausted Kurapika goes through a quiet mental breakdown in a bathroom over the amount of blood he has on his hands (both literally and figuratively~)

Dinner: written for hxhtober; Kurapika is being kept captive in a mansion by yandere!chrollo who is absolutely obsessed with his eyes. When he's finally offered food after being starved for several days, will he choose to accept it or risk awakening Chrollo's terrifying side?

Coin: written for hxhtober; a frustrated Kurapika spends some 'quality' time in the garden, watching Chrollo read a book.

Grim Reaper: drawn for hxhtober; Fei boi in a grim reaper fit and covered in blood

CURRENT WIP II (FLIPPED COINS)

Tropes: Contains Themes of Non Con throughout, TOXIC Enemies to Lovers, Pretty Stockholm-y, kidnapping (Kurapika x Chrollo) and more

Prologue

In My Arms

A Dim Welcome

Darkness and Delusion

CURRENT WIP I (675)

Tropes: found family, human weapon, hurt/comfort, phantom troupe-centric

Part 1 (Prologue)

Part 2 (Questions)

more to come soon :D

Use tag #hxh hcs on my blog to look for the hunter x hunter headcanons

Rules for Requests

#masterlist #mewrites #hunter x hunter #fanfic #fanfiction #thatphantomtroupelady

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apollodarling-writes · 1 year

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Hey can do yandere killua x fem reader hsc please 🙏

YANDERE KILLUA HCS:

desc: fem!reader x yan! killua zoldyck

MINORS AGED UP!!

cw: murder, kidnapping, major character death, non-con implications, baby trapping kinda???, brainwashing,

Killua would become yandere for someone who has a very caring heart or maybe isn't able to protect themselves properly. Maybe he met you through Gon or maybe he met you in a town after you bumped into him (it would actually be the other way around, but he would never admit it).

Killua would get your number and would text you often, only looking for a friendship at first.

Of course, it grows over time and at a rapid rate.

Killua loves when you check up on him or patch up his injuries, giving them a soft kiss through the band-aids.

Killua would find himself hanging out with you more often, with Gon at first, but eventually it becomes the two of you, Killua keeping his meetings with you from his best friend.

Killua would insist on walking you home one day under the guise of being concerned for your safety (that too) but was actually interested in memorizing the route to your house.

Killua would watch over you like your own secret guardian angel when he isn't busy.

Killua would definitely send you anonymous love letters, jewelry, flowers, food, and the like.

Killua's love language would be gift giving, quality time, and physical touch, so expect this to increase tenfold as a yandere. He wants to monopolize you.

Killua would kill anyone whose gaze lingered on you for too long, memorizing their face and making sure to sneak away for a moment so he can take care of the job. He'd kill anyone who would speak more than two words to you and he would make sure that Gon knows you belong to him and he to you.

Kurapika and Leorio would think you're pretty, both mentioning it in passing and turning up dead the next day.

Poor Gon, not knowing that his friend was someone completely different than he thought.

Killua would part ways with Gon shortly after realizing he's in love with you and likely rejoining his family, rising the ranks as the Heir faster than they would have previously thought.

Killua spends every waking moment daydreaming about you. What would your kids look like? What kinds of sounds would you make when he makes love to you? What kind of wedding should the two of you have?

Killua orders a separate house to be made for the two of you on his family estate and kidnaps you as soon as your room is done and the home is decorated the same way yours is. He thinks you'd feel more comfortable that way.

Upon kidnapping you, he warns you that Mike eats people and should you try to leave, he had ordered Mike to return you to him.

Killua prepares baths for you and washes you body against your will.

Killua has Illumi plant a needle in your head, making you believe that you had always loved him and that you agreed to come with him.

Killua makes love to you that night, cumming inside you until he collapses in hopes of getting you pregnant.

Killua gets married to you not long after that, the two of you making love until you pass out, and even then Killua is still pumping cum into you, praying that you'll get pregnant this time.

#killua x y/n #killua x reader #killua x you #hxh killua #yandere imagines #male yandere #tw yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere hxh #hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh x reader #killua zoldyck #hunter x hunter killua

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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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bwabys-scenarios · 2 years

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Reunited

Part 2

Illumi x Reader

PART 1

PART 3

(Name) slowly pulled up her second thigh high before putting on her new pink running shoes. She looked over herself in the hotel mirror, making sure her skirt wasn’t wrinkled and the shorts she wore underneath wouldn’t bunch up when she ran.

After all, she was prepared to run a lot during the Hunter Exam. She’d been practicing for nearly a year for this, a chance to get her hunters license and make something of herself.

“Still can’t seem to remember his name…” she said absentmindedly while fixing her hair. When she’d left her home in the middle of the night to escape the mayhem going on in her small time, she fell and hit her head. It didn’t give her complete amnesia, but some parts of her memory were missing.

She couldn’t quite remember the boy she’d spent most of her summer with nearly 10 years ago, but she knew she’d want to see him again one day. She had a single picture with him in it, but his face bad been slightly blurred, along with hers due to her shaking hand.

(Name) finished getting ready by putting on her favorite perfume, something that smelled like strawberries and lilac. She’d worn it since before she could remember, but that wasn’t saying much when she could barely remember half of her life.

She shook these thoughts out of her head and packed her small bag with her meds, a few small snacks, and some water. The bag was something that could be tossed if needed be, and she made sure not to pack anything of value beside her weapon of choice, which was a single dagger gifted to her by her childhood friend.

Apparently it was assassin grade and had a hidden department that contained a vile of poison so potent it could a grown man in minutes. It was still full of said poison as (Name) had never had any use for it. She hoped it hadn’t somehow gone bad by now, because it was all she had.

(Name) was still the chubby girl she’d been years ago, her hair was (shorter/longer) than it had been before though. She looked older, her hips wider and chest heavier than it had been in her youth.

Though (Name)’s style had changed a bit, she still dressed in the same pastel fashion she had at 13. Partly so she was recognizable to her childhood friend, but mostly because she rather enjoyed wearing bright colors.

(Name) ate breakfast in the hotels lounge then made her way to the restaurant her Examiner had told her to visit. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be getting fed there.

(Name) rambled off the order, stumbling over her words a bit. The chef nodded and led her to a private room, which turned out to be an elevator. In it were already three other people.

The first was a blond boy with greyish-brown eyes that glanced her way quietly with a polite smile. The second was what seemed to be a grown man with brown hair and eyes that looked her up and down with a grin. The third was a little boy, who seemed to have trouble staring still in his seat, excitedly kicking his legs.

The girl hadn’t been expecting to meet other candidates so early, but she took a deep breath and gave them a hesitant smile.

“Hello, my name is (Name). It’s very nice to meet you, I’m sure you’re all also here to compete in the Hunter Exam.”

The blond nods.

“Yes, I’m Kurapika, the man next to me is Leorio and the child is Gon. Please take my seat, I wouldn’t want you to have to stand the whole way down.”

Kurapika stood and offered his seat, slightly bowing his head.

“N-no thank you, I don’t want to take your s-“

Leorio stood.

“No please, take mine. I insist.”

(Name) tried to politely decline, but as she did, Gon stood.

“Hey, you can sit in my chair and I’ll sit on the arm of it. Then we can both have a seat!”

(Name) couldn’t say no to such a polite child, so she complied. Gon sat on the arm of the chair and continued kicking his legs back and forth.

An awkward silence overtook the room as the three adults struggled to think of something to fill the silence with.

Leorio was the one to break the silence.

“Oh! (Name), if you’re comfortable answering, why are you here to become a hunter?”

(Name) pondered this for a second before answering.

“I want to get a good paying job to support my family. Our town was attacked years ago and my family lost everything, so we barely manage to get by now. I want my parents and sibling to live a good life, free of financial troubles.”

Leorio nodded, his face unreadable. This answer seemed to personally speak to him.

“What about you all?”

The three explained their reasoning, (Name) nodding along as they did. All of their stories were interesting and heartbreaking, and she already knew that these three were people she could trust. Something about them made her feel safe, and she decided then and there that she would stick with them.

“Sooo… (name). Have a boyfriend?”

(Name) looked at Leorio in confusion.

“No?”

He took her hand, bringing it to his lips.

“Want me to ch-“

He was swiftly smacked in the back of the head by Kurapikas weapon.

“Please pay him no mind, he’s a pervert but he’s grown on us a bit.”

(Name) laughed a bit and Gon joined in.

The four continued to talk as the elevator led them deeper underground. (Name) was beginning to enjoy herself when they came to a halt, and the doors opened.

They opened to a large room filled with several hundred contestants. (Name) marveled at the sheer number of people.

Gon attempted to introduce himself, which led to failure. Someone even tried to offer them spoiled juice. (Name) was beginning to believe that that juice wasn’t just spoiled…

Before she could think too much about it, she felt eyes on her. Contestant #301 was staring at her, his eyes trained on her face. She jumped, startled. Leorio noticed this and looked towards the direction (Name) was.

“Creepy guy. Come on, (Name), let’s move to where he can’t see you.”

For a moment, the two felt a chill run down their spine. (Name) glanced back for just a moment to see Gittarackur staring at Leorio with such hatred and malicious intent that if looks could kill, Leorio would be dead.

(Name) waited patiently for the examiner to show up, sharing some candy with the group and chatting. They told her the three had been together through several phases of the exam already. (Name) couldn’t help but feel a little jealous, as she’d been all by herself with no help for the past few days.

RING

A tinny sounding alarm began going off and the wall in front of them began to rise to reveal a man standing eloquently behind it. One it was fully open, the man began to speak.

“I apologize for the wait. The entry period for Hunter Applicants has ended.”

He had the entire rooms full attention, and then with a booming voice…

“The Hunter Exam has begun!”

Everyone began to whisper excitably, most noticeably the younger contestants.

“One final caution.” The man began. “If you are short on luck or ability, you could end up seriously injured or dead.”

(Name) knew this from the beginning. Hell, she nearly died twice just getting the exam site.

“Those who accept the risk, follow me. Otherwise, please exit via the elevator behind you.”

Not a single person moved for the door.

“Very well. All 405 applicants will participate in Phase 1.”

And with that, he began walking forward. (Name) and the group followed behind closely.

“As expected, no one left. I was hoping at least a few would.” Leorio remarked, peering around the crowd.

For a minute the group continued walking. Then, jogging. Then, lightly running.

“Oh, the front is running,” said Kurapika. Gon nodded.

“They’re picking up pace for sure.”

“I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Satotz, the Phase 1 examiner. I shall lead you to the exam’s Second Phase.”

“Second Phase, what about Phase 1?”

“It has already begun.”

The crowd broke out into whispers.

“You must follow me to Phase 2. This is the exam’s First Phase.”

“Follow you? That’s it?”

“Yes. I cannot tell you where or when you must arrive. You need to follow me.”

The crowd continued to run. (Name) jogged next to Kurapika, who had been thinking as the examiner spoke.

“I see how it is.”

Gon pouted, fixing the straps of his backpack.

“This test is weird.”

“I expect it’s an endurance test. Fine by me, I’ll be right behind you!” Leorio exclaimed. (Name) huffed.

“I’ve been training but to be honest, I’m not the fastest runner. I’ll try not to slow you guys down.”

They three boys exchanged a glance. “Slow us down? Never. Having a pretty lady next to me only gives me more motivation!”

(Name) chucked at this, bumping her hip against Leorio playfully. For a moment (Name) felt eyes burning into the back of her head again, but it was gone as soon as she felt it.

“Yikes, someone keeps really staring me down.” Leorio muttered. (Name) frowned.

“Yeah, me too.”

A silence overtakes the group as they continue to run, not daring to waste anymore energy on talking for the moment.

Behind them, at a healthy distance, a contestant watches the group with a mix of curiosity and disgust. #301 was approached by the trigger happy clown that made an arms disappear minutes before.

“What’s got you so riled up, Illumi?”

The disguised illumi cut his eyes towards the clown, his frown deepening.

“It’s none of your business, Hisoka.”

“Ah, testy as always. Well, I’m going to go play with that group up there. They look quite…” he licked his lips, “interesting.”

Illumi nearly stopped in his tracks. “No. You are to leave that group alone, at least for now.”

Hisoka grinned, knowing he’d hit a nerve. “I will if you tell me why. Who has garnered your interest, Illumi?”

The tall assassin stayed silent for a money, continuing to run. Hisoka waited, knowing he’d receive an answer soon.

“The girl I told you about… that might be her.”

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