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Memories- Hisoka X Reader

memories- hisoka x reader

Summary: Hisoka’s an enigma. Not many people know about his past- and you’re not too sure if he even chooses to remember it. But, you want to know more about him, you want to learn his insides and outs, as if he's the back of your hand. There is a lot to learn, and you want to know everything.

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ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ﹕ ʰᵉˡˡᵒᵒᵒ ⁱᵐ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵖᵒˢᵗ, ⁱᵗˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ² ʷᵉᵉᵏˢ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᵐʸ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʰⁱˢᵒᵏᵃ ᵖᵒˢᵗ   ﹕ᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗˢ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ. ⁱ ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ² ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ᵃᵍᵒ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ ⁱᵗˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ, ⁱ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵒʳᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ  ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ⁽ⁱ ᵐᵃʸ ᵒʳ ᵐᵃʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵈᵉˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ ᵃʰᵉᵐ⁾. ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵃʳⁱᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ʷᵉᵉᵏˢ ᵃᵍᵒ ˢᵒ ⁱ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ⁱᵗ ʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉ ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ  (˘³˘)♡ 

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"I wanna know more about you." 

You two sat criss-cross-apple-sauce opposite of each other on your shared bed, cigarette smoke puffing from your lips as all the windows were open. 

It was a risky question to ask, that's for damn sure. But being stoned made the question roll right off your tongue, and well, Hisoka was pretty high as well. 

"What else is there to know? You know me better than I know myself." He takes the cigarette out of your hands and takes it into his own mouth. 

You roll your eyes at his question. "I don't know like anything about you.. All I know is how much you love bubble gum." 

A puff of smoke rolled over his top lip as he spoke, "Ah yes, Bungee Gum. I could really use some right now. ♠" as fast as the sparkle in his eyes appeared, it disappeared as a frown tugged at his lips from the mention of his favorite brand going bankrupt. 

"Sooo.. Tell me at least something!"

"Well, there's a lot to unpack with that question." 

Watching Hisoka puff another cloud out of his mouth made you all giddy, even if you didn't know much about him, his appearance could almost make up for the lack of knowledge. 

"Well, start somewhere.. Anywhere."

Hisoka taps the cigarette on the ash tray, and grinds it to mush, lightly coughing when some ash enters his nostrils. "Hm, let's see. A while ago I was disqualified from the first Hunter Exam I took as I almost killed a judge-" 

"Woah, really? The Hisoka Morrow disqualified?" you interrupt him," what happened??" 

He lights a new cigarette with a few flicks to the lighter, "He was a poor excuse of an examiner. I didn't approve of his skills."

Hisoka passes you the cigarette while blowing out a ring of smoke. It always impressed you how weirdly talented he was at smoke tricks. 

"Crazy. Well, good on you if he was a bad examiner." 

He chuckles softly, "In the next year's hunter exam, the examiner came back for blood. Unfortunately, he wasn't nearly as exciting as I thought he would be." he let's out a dramatic sigh. 

"Disappointing," he hums in agreement. 

You light up with a new question to ask, "Tell me something about your childhood.. Like how you found Bungee Gum or something!" 

He jerks his head up and chuckles, "Feeling bold, are we?" 

You pucker your lips and put a cigarette to them. "Maybe.. -"

The pale moonlight casts shadows upon your face, your eyes sparkling with an ethereal glow. Your doe like features and glossy lips has Hisoka intoxicated. He wouldn't say he's in love- he can't be. But you're the reason he doesn't disappear for months on end like he used to. 

You break him out of his trance by moving your hands in his face, "Come onnn, tell me at least something about it." 

"Hm, what do I get in return? ♦" 

"A hug.? Or a kiss.. Whatever you prefer."

"Mm, I'll take the kiss." he says while slurring the the 'mm'. "When I was a child, my family was very poor, we couldn't afford Bungee Gum often. And when I did manage to get my hands on it, I would chew a singular piece of gum until it got very rubbery and would lose all its flavor."

"Oh.. That's sad.. I'm sorry.." you say, not knowing how to respond. 

He blows off your sympathy, "Now.. Where's that kiss?  ♥ " 

You roll your eyes at him, "Fine.." you get on your knees and grab his head tightly, smushing your face against his. You leave his lips with a 'mwah' and sit back down. 

"Happy?" you say teasingly. 

"Very." he says, licking his lips. 

You let out a big puff of smoke right in Hisoka's face while you giggle. He huffs and inhales all the fresh piney grey fumes, finishing with a sigh. 

"You were in a circus, right? I think I remember you mentioning a circus once or twice.." 

"Oh! So you do know more than you let on.." he snickers. 

"Whoops." 

"But to answer your question, I was. I joined the circus when I was around.. Seven. The ringleader scouted me out, realizing how talented I was, he invited me into the circus. I developed my nen around that time, as well. ♦ "

"Wow, you must've been a realll talented child prodigy." you say sarcastically. 

"I was. ♥ " you roll your eyes at his response. "Now.. Let's hear some of your own stories." 

You tap the cigarette ash off on the ash tray, bringing it back to your mouth. "There's a ton I could talk about." you smile. 

"We have all night, don't we?" 

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You nod and smile back at him with rosy cheeks. A quiet murmur sounds from the back of your throat, “Okay”.

 Walking away, he pulls your arm along with him before he breaks the contact, leaving you stranded. 

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A strong smell of butter and sugary sweets wafts through the air, reminding you of the artificial smell you once experienced at other sport stadiums, before you found out about Heaven’s Arena. A more interesting competition. You weren’t fond of the violence like Hisoka was, but you always found yourself having a hard time looking away. You blame it on your epistemic curiosity, there was something very intriguing about Hisoka’s fights.

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Soon the time came, with the urges of the eager mass, “When will this start?!” and “Get on with it!”, the stadium's spotlights went off flashing the darkened crowd with orbs of blues and purples. Your heart drops to your stomach, as if you were the one fighting instead of viewing. You could never get enough of the adrenaline these fights give you. Especially the extravagant preludes. 

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As if you were a magnet, the card landed on your lap, with the ace of hearts looking up at you.

Hisoka dedicated the following slaughter to you, pointing to your seated form in the stands, and smiling the same smile he always adorned. It was violent and made you nervous, but it came from a place of love, somewhere deep in his closed-off heart. 


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Lying lateral on the middle of your bed, hugging your pillow, facing away from the man whispering sweet nothings in your ear while he presses his body flush against your own. You can't tell if his body warmth is assuring or if it adds to your dreadful, queasy stomach. 

The only sound you could hear were his hushed whispers. You tried to distract yourself - listen to the breeze coming through the open window, even listen to your arrhythmic heartbeat, which felt like it was on the verge of bursting out.

"His screams were so delightful. It was fairly surprising. He even tried to fight back. But it's too bad.. He couldn't compare." Despite being scorching hot, his quiet breaths leave goosebumps on your skin. 

In a piss-poor attempt to avoid hearing the rest of his story, you push your head further into the pillow, feeling as if it's your only comfort. 

"His blood was everywhere, I'm sure I'll find stains on my clothes for ages. It was metallic, bitter... Nowhere as sweet as your own."

Your terror mounted with every word, fear gripped your trembling body, not threatening to loosen anytime soon. You felt so weak, so sick. What a sick bastard getting off on tormenting you. 

He walks his slender fingers up your covered arm, his stiletto nails almost poking through the thin blanket. His laughter mocked you. It sounded as if a drum was being beat against as his face was inches away from your ear. 

Hisoka makes a curious sound from the back of his throat,  noticing you haven't spoken since his story began, "Oh dear.. Don't tell me you fell asleep on me." He says, feigning bewilderment. 

In hopes that he will think you are asleep, you remain silent.

His breath gets hotter as he draws closer once again, “There’s no use in pretending, I can see your whole body trembling.” He mockingly speaks.

You stay silent for a while, not knowing what to say or do, until you feel Hisoka clamp his teeth down on your helix. Your loud yelp elicits a confident hum from him. 

"Hisoka.." After so much silence, you speak with a dry throat, your eyes remain tightly shut. 

Your body felt paralyzed in fear. It was obvious to you that you were getting into a toxic relationship when you first fell for him, but how he can talk about his most recent murder and laugh to you about it leaves you frightened beyond belief. 

“Yes? With the way you faked being asleep, it makes me believe you don’t appreciate my story. ♠'" You know that he’s frowning, even if you can’t see his face.

You don’t - you can’t understand how any of this was entertaining. Was the death funny or is it just funny to watch you squirm?

You love him enough to let him make a fool out of you. How could you not love him when there's so much love between you two? How could you not love when there are so many reasons to do so?  But you wished he wasn't like this, wasn't psychotic, wasn't obsessed with you in a gross, insane way. But that's just his way of showing his love for you, you tell yourself. He likes to tell you about his days, doesn’t that make you happy?

"N-no.. Not-not at all." You lie, stumbling over your words. 

“What? Cat got your tongue, Y/N?" A  soft whimper escapes you and it doesn't miss Hisoka's ears as you can hear him laugh condescendingly. "You know I hate it when you're reticent."

With an obvious sense of anxiety, you let out a breath, and turn your head toward the copper-headed man, "I'm just... so tired, I just want to go to sleep.. I'm just tired." You pleaded, repeating the same phrase.

Hisoka looks over your tired face, your puffy puppy-like eyes, your glossy frown, and your red under eyes. He thinks you look so beautiful like this. Especially with the moonlight enhancing your already gorgeous features. It makes him want to lock you away and throw away the key, so only he can view you.

You see an itch in his golden irises, and you turn back around and let out a muffled whine into your pillow - unsure of what he was thinking. 

"Don't tell me you're scared… Who would've guessed you were so disgusted by a little gore." He taunts with a lace of venom. 

Hisoka felt nauseous by the sight of your sad shaking body. Was this the strong person he came to treasure? It couldn't be. He wasn't pleased with you, he felt as if you were exaggerating everything. How could someone he shares the same bed with look so pathetic? 

At the same time, Hisoka loved the thought of you being afraid of him. Wasn't that his calling after all? To make people afraid?

"So pretty when you're scared." He leans into you, giving a condescending peck on your jaw. 

You feel already lightheaded as you take violent breaths in and out. Maybe if he let you fall asleep, your churning stomach would stop. But the constant urge to throw-up overpowers your fatigue. 

"You poor thing. So pitiful seeing you like this," He says with false sympathy. 

His words make you even more mad, or maybe more sick? It's hard to tell, it's such a fine line at this point. 

"Please." You croak, on the verge of tears. You're unsure if you're begging for him to let you sleep or if you're begging him to leave you alone. It’s all the same to you now.

"Oh, the dramatics." He says while rolling his snake-like eyes. When did you become so easily scared? He remembers very clearly that you’re not soft, if anything, he always saw a part of himself in you.  

It couldn’t be his constant violence, right? You’re stronger than that.

"Go to sleep," He says finally, tired of this sad show. Your aura was still strong, strong enough to make him lust over you. He guesses you could only take so much before you falter. He can’t have that happen. Maybe with sleep, your aura will awaken sturdier and stronger. It's a feasible hope. 


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3 years ago

secretary- onceler x reader

Summary: Call after call, email after email, organizing after organizing. You only had one thing on your mind- and that was your boss. How many times have you read the same email? How many times have you gotten the same complaint of the forest being cut down? You couldn’t remember. There was only one thing on your mind: him.

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ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ﹕ ʰⁱʸᵃ ⁱᵐ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ, ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ⁱˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᶜᵉˡᵉʳ... ˢᵒʳʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒʳʳʸ. ᵐʸ ²⁰²⁰ ˢᵉˡᶠ ʷᵃˢ ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ, ˢᵒ ⁱᵐ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵐʸ ²⁰²⁰ ˢᵉˡᶠ ʸᵉᵃʳⁿᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ. ⁱ ᵈᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ʰⁱˢᵒᵏᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉⁿ, ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ⁱ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ ᵒʳ ˢᵃᵗᵘʳᵈᵃʸ, ˢᵒ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᶜᵉˡᵉʳ ⁱˢⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ, ᶜˡᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵃᵈᵈʸ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵒᵒⁿ. :’)

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Clack click clack

As you type, you are reminded that you're working for the largest corporation in the world.

It's nice to be reminded because every time you are, the oh so nice image of your boss pops into your head. All those nights where you were skin to skin, hand holding hand, hair tussled, and the lights dimmed. Where he wasn't your boss and you weren't just his secretary.

Call after call, email after email, organizing after organizing. You couldn't wait to leave the office and waltz down into his office, waiting for the clock to hit the desired time.

God, you really are such a bad employee, sinful even. You don't really care about your job, you never did. You knew what you were doing when you wanted an interview.

It wasn't like he was any better. Ruining the world, turning a beautiful land full of colorful fluffy trees into a no man's land full of smoke, oil, and no life.

Your heart ached for the wildlife, it really did. But what could you do, honestly? Convince him to stop? Tell him what he's doing is wrong? No chance. Good dick is good dick, and you only had one objective at this moment. Maybe one day you would have enough courage to tell him to stop- not like he would listen, though.

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Brushing your finger tips over the wooden walls makes your body tingle in anticipation. The green wallpaper obscures your vision, making it clear who you're headed for. Your heels click on the flooring, echoing throughout the wide and long hallway. The high ceilings only add on to the ambiance, making the factory corridors seem huge and empty. The passionate

orangery red sunset mixed with a tint of magenta comes through

the many factory windows.

Looking out of all the picture windows, you can see all the truffula in carts, going straight into the factory to be made into thneed. The stumps go on for miles, making you frown. Truffula trees really were so beautiful. Watching the animals search for food and comfort has your throat develop a lump. Holding back your tears and pity, you continue back to the mission at hand, making your way to his office.

Rounding the "Too Big to Fail" poster, the sadness evaporates out of your body, and excitement replaces it. Though, you dramatically gag at the poster, it never did him justice. Your sensory’s  heighten at hearing all the sale numbers above the poster rise. The red lamps shade your porcelain skin, scarlet fogs your eyes sight.

Wounding up to his office, you see two capped men shielding the two big velvet doors. You wave at them with a teeth-y smile, with them sending glares

back at you. You pull out a VIP lanyard that your boss personally gifted to you.

You hold the card in their faces, "I have a meeting with Mr.Onceler." you say smiling. They move out of the way in unison, thankfully saying nothing. Only the most important of people get

access to his office, after all.

Your hands grip the two handles after gently brushing them over the doors, feeling the soft silk that gives you the chills. Spreading the doors as wide as possible, for dramatic effect, of course, you see a tall man slouching over a model of a town, carefully nitpicking the design.

The chair he's perched on has to be over 10 feet tall, the top curling over the lanky man, making him seem small by comparison. He looked relaxed- ready to go home for the day. His tie was loose, his collars were undone, and his hair messy underneath his top hat.

He looks up at you, his long hat almost falling off his head from the speed. He puts his hands together, in a sort of way that makes him look like he’s about to pray, with a muffled clap.

He gives you a soft smile, his baby blue eyes light up with so many different emotions all at once. The rose tint on his cheeks contrasted so perfectly with his eyes, making your stomach flutter.

 "Good evening, Y/N! I was expecting for you to show up some time soon.” he giggles.

"You know me so well, Mr. Onceler.” you say, whilst closing the doors.

Watching The Onceler passionately view his mini town has you shuffling your legs closer together, your thighs squeezing against each other. It reminds you why you fell head over heals for him in the first place.

"You could definitely say that." The Onceler taps his table gently as an invite. "Come, sit!"

You nod and gingerly take a seat in front of his desk. The onceler starts to remove his clover green gloves, that you always thought fit his demeanor so well. "How was the office today?"

"It was as good as always.. I had something to look forward to." you speak, undressing him with your gaze.

"Is that so?" you nod, "I could say the same to you."

You giggle while he moves his miniature town to the side, carefully.

Watching him crawl over the table has your head spinning. Holding your head in his hands, he cradles your face. Closing your eyes, you break the distance, slowly molding your lips into one.

You always wondered how you got so lucky- being able to live in such a taboo fantasy world. The idea of having a forbidden relationship lits a bigger fire in your abdomen. After all,

 you've always been his favorite secretary.


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10 months ago

Bambi- Hisoka X Reader

Summary: Hisoka and his twisted love for innocent little ladies.

Bambi- Hisoka X Reader

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notes: hi squad. Been like two years since i last posted but I had this in my drafts for those years XD and I posted it recently but then privated it. Idk if my hisoka girls are out there, but this was made specifically for you. I used inspo for this but it’s been so long I dont remember what :/————————————————————————

It's pretty obvious to me that Hisoka likes those sinless girls, the ones who haven't done much wrong in their life. The girls who have that certain type of angelic beauty; big doe eyes and porcelain skin which always makes them stand out from the crowd. She who stares at him like he put the stars in the sky, looking at him like he's the head lights. Surprised that a man like him could like someone like her. A girl who couldn't speak to strangers without being asked to speak up. A blushing, stuttering mess.

You have heard all about his reputation. *He's a liar, a manipulator, a murderer." They say. But your naive mind was convinced that you're special - that he wouldn't dare lay a finger on you. Even your parents warned you not to associate with him because he's bad news. But with all the validation you get around him, you don't understand why they think he's so bad. He somehow proves them wrong every time.

He acted out of character for you, anyone that knew him could vouch for that. He treated you as if you were a fragile doll, on the verge of cracking any second mentally. He had more patience for you, more kindness for you, and you never thought twice about it.

(But his feign kindness towards you won't silence his threats of telling your family and friends all about your dirty secrets. He just can't help but adore the way you shake and squirm away from his bluffs.

Of course, Hisoka hid his physical violence from you. Always keeping his blood lust under control, never letting it slip what he did for a living. Always disappearing for months on end without ever letting you know where he was off too. But you never pushed further to find out more. He would be damned if he scared you away so soon, especially since you were so righteous.

But for the time he wasn't across the globe, he was cooped up in his Yorknew City penthouse with you, showing you all the things your conservative family never taught you. He knows you would never rebel against your parents, but what they don't know doesn't hurt, right? Since he treats you oh-so well, it's the least he deserves.

So if he wanted anything, you would give it to him. Whatever that may be: play fighting, sex, flattery, more rough sex. So if that means getting all dolled up for him only to find that your dress has ripped and makeup is spilling down your face by the time the night is over (Your dress will, of course, be replaced the next day by the most prestigious brands of the highest quality). Then so be it. Any kind of attention is good attention to your unrecognizable heart.

As far as Hisoka is concerned, you're only a casual hook-up, nothing more than that. However whenever he's gone far and wide, on the hunt for a strong toy, he longs for your beautiful Bambi eyes more than he could ever admit.


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