Hxh Hisoka - Tumblr Posts
killua is so in love with him omg 😭😭 it's so cute when they're talking about dates someone help oblivious gon plzzz 🙏🙏
the fact that kurapika or hisoka haven't been in the chimera any arc yet ... IM MISSING THEM 😭😭 Are we really going like 60 episodes without them BRING THEM BACK PLZZZZ
(mostly kurapika)
wdym the chimera ant arc is only .... like ... an hour??? 60 EPSIODES AND MORE THAN A HUNDRED CHAPTERS DESICATED TO VASICALLY AN HOUR ?!?!?! THATS TORTURE POOR HUNTERS GUYS WHAT THAT WAS THE MOST TRAUMTISING HOUR OF THEIR LIVES 😭😭😭💀💀🥲🥲🥲😘💀😭💀💀
FINISHED THE CHIMERA ANT ARC BOCHEESSSSSSSSSSSS WOOOOOOO ITS BEEN A JOURNEY BUT ITS OVER SO HERES A QUICK SUMMARY OF MY FAV BITS:::
KOMUGI ANS MERUEM 1st PLACE OMFG LOVE LOVE LOVE THEYRE A PERFECT FIT GOLD MEDALS FOR THAT ALL ROUND 🥇 🥇 🥇 🥇
RAINA/REINA/RAYNA (?) AND HER MOTHER REUNITING AND THE END ??!? PEAAAKKKK MADE ME WEEP LIKE A BABYYYY FRICKING LOVE AND WHEN SHE GETS THAT BEETLE BIG ANT TO JOING BACK AND HE STARTS CRYING TOO ?!?! OMFG JUST PIERCE MA HEART WHY DONT CHA
gon losing his nen ..... insane so unexpected (except not really because i got spoilers) BUT STILL seems kinda pointless and i heard the manga doesn't even show gon anymore so like .... kind of a disappointment but oh well
KITE TURNING INTO A LITTLE GIRRRLLLLLLLLL REINCARNATED BITCHES JUST LIKE KENDRICK SAIIDDDDDD
i also feel so bad for killua 😭😭😭😭 and it's so not fair to say it's not killua's fight too like??? he also knew kite may e not with the same connection as gon had with him but they still did this together EVERY FIGHT THEYVE DONE TOGETHER PRETTY MUCH and i thin gon is a pretty selfish character #killuaforever 🤞💪🥇😭🥲🫶🤍
OH AND the only person im kinda gonna miss is the chairman netero 😢
AND POOR KNOV GUYS i hope he recovers soon 🤞🤞💪💪 stay strong brotha
ALSO ALSO ALSO GING IS A ZODIAC ?!?!? WERE FINALLY MEETING HIM HOLY FUCKBALLS
GUYS I FUCKING FINISHED HXH AAAHHHAAAAHAHAHAGAG IM SO HAPPY THE ENDING WAS SATISFYING OMG SHOULD I READ THE MANGA!?!!?!???
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╭ ┈ 🩸🩹 ⺌ ʬʬ. 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞!! %% ___ ! ! ╮
Trying new things out (😭)
Hisoillu au by the incredible @oakantony
Illumi babysitting Hisoka (who is older than him and using him for free lunch) because I love the headcanon that they were besties since forever
Hisoka is Hisoka
Me and my silly little mermay hisoillu
Toxic fish yaoi
little big - hypnodancer
hii, can i request smut with trans male reader and hisoka + illumi double penetration
Sure! It may be a bit ooc though-
These men would tear you apart.
I'm sure both have at least 8 inch cocks and they're thick too-
Hisoka would prefer to degrade you. He'd definitely say things like, “Awwe, did our slutty boy cum already?”, “Your body's so slutty, I'm getting so hard you little whore.”
While Illumi would praise you into oblivion. “You're so good for us, baby boy”, “Good boy, such a good boy”, “You take us so well.”
Illumi would probably be very cold and leave as soon as it was over, while Hisoka would stay longer and take care of you afterward.
Hisoka would clean you out well and give you a hot bath. Then he would get you your favorite tea (or water), and some warm food. Then he'd leave.
Eventually, Illumi would fall for you and go over board with after care. Everything had to be the best quality. you must be taken care of.
Their cuddles would be the best after sex or when you were extremely tired.
“C'mon baby boy, you can take my cock further in your pussy, can't you? Aren't you a little slut?~” The squelching was loud as Hisoka fucked your cunt and Illumi fucked your ass. Both your holes were completely full and stretched. It was such a nice feeling. “You're such a good boy for us~. Keeping our cocks warm and pleasured~”
Could I request hisoka (hxh) x male reader, with the same reader I always request? (Boob windows, flirty and can heal people when he kisses them)
Also sorry for requesting the same reader so much😭 I just love him
Of course I can! You request so much you could be boob window anon lol.
You know how he's always being flirty or horny? That x1000. Every word he says is a flirt or something horny. If you want info, don't get it from him or get someone else to get it from him.
Would constantly be trying to convince you to let him lick your nipples. Begging saying he needs them to live or he's dying, and it's his final wish.
You can heal people with a kiss? He's suddenly getting really injured all the time, and he won't go to Machi. You will be the only one he'll go to.
But when you get hurt?
“PULL OUT ALL STOPS HE'S DYIMG DOCTOR MY HUSBAND NEEDS TO BE HEALED!” . . . You aren't even dating-
Will panic and hide you away after. You're locked up in a nice nen infused wood cabin.
He won't be rough with you, but he will be firm.
“Husbanddd~ Can I kiss youu?~”
Soo can I request a smut version of the hisoka fic?
(I'm so sorry, I feel like I'm overworking you 😭)
-🧸
You aren't overworking me! If I needed a break I would have ignored your ask for however long-
Hisoka prefers to degrade you, maybe sometimes he'll praise and degrade you.
He loves to make you suck him off or ride him, even when you're tired and can barely move.
Sex is almost always kinky unless you're going through a subdrop or just need something romantic.
In times like those, all you'll hear is praise. Nothing that could possibly be misinterpreted as degradation.
But otherwise, he's mean. Definitely a sadist.
Spanking, bondage, sensory deprivation, and impact play in general are his favorites I think.
However, with sensory deprivation, he'd never gag you. One, because he loves your sounds. Two, because he doesn't want to make it hard to say your safe word. When you're sucking him off, you have to scratch at his back instead of his thighs for your safe word.
Aftercare would be nice. He'd put you in a warm bath, then put you in fluffy or silky pajamas (based on your preference). When you're dressed, he'll pick you up, put you in bed, and put on your favorite movie or anime. Then he'd get you some crackers (or your favorite light snack) and tea/hot cocoa.
What do you think about a hisoka x male reader who owns multiple illegal gambling dens and is also a dealer?😚
For his personality I'm thinking he can be pretty cold and apathetic, but also rude and snarky?
He can use nen (maybe he has a book similar to the death note from the death note anime)
Also how about we bring back the boob window?😻
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I'm so sorry this took so long, I'm just finally lonely and depressed enough to write. It might not be super accurate.
Reader is described as kinda gothic and bratty.
Hisoka came with the spiders to make a deal with you. He wasn't particularly interested in you, the gambling, or the drugs. He was just required to be there.
When he saw you, he was much more interested. Mostly because you were wearing a boob window with a spiky collor. He really wanted to yank on your collar and make you submit.
After a while, he started to go to your gambling dens to find you. Once he did, he'd start to flirt and tease you.
Once, he was standing beside you, and he grabbed the back of your neck. “C'mon you little brat, be a good boy f'me and be mine~” He had moved in front of you while saying that. Once he was in front of you and he had finished his sentence, he smacked your ass and tugged the collar you were wearing that day.
You almost let out a needy whine in front of Mafia bosses, criminals, and business partners.
Another time, a fat man started some trouble after being refused drugs since he wasn't able to pay. He started to scream and attack people. Hisoka was about to step in when he felt your nen.
When he looked over, he saw a book in your hand. You were writing in it, then — the man causing the disruption started having a heart attack. Hisoka looked over your shoulder and saw what you wrote. “Tonpa ∁∇∆∄∳∅ – Heart Attack.”
That immediately made him fall for you more.
You were his — even if you didn't want to admit it yet.
OMG- HELLO??!
https://www.tumblr.com/sweetheart4you/746525340513550336/what-do-you-think-about-a-hisoka-x-male-reader-who?source=share
THIS ^
PT.2 please with more than last time? 🥹🙏
- 🪼 Anon (if that isn't taken)
Of course 🪼 Anon! I am so sorry it took so long to get to this ask (╥﹏╥) I've been so busy.
After that incident, Hisoka started to spend even more time at your rinks. He would buy a bunch of drinks; most likely your most expensive ones. Most of the time, he wouldn't even drink them.
When he would find you, he cranked up the flirting. Instead of only yanking your collar and slapping your ass, he would hug you from behind and whisper the things he wanted to do to you.*
The few incidents that do happen are very swiftly taken care of by Hisoka, even quicker than you could. And sometimes, if the incidents directly involved you (something on the lines of a Karen called for you and you had to take care of it), Hisoka would kill them and gift you their heart.
Eventually, when you do give into his advances, you aren't allowed to go anywhere without him unless it is home or your rinks. Your collar was switched out to a spiky one that had a tag in the middle that said, “Hisoka's Brat. Do Not Touch”.
“My beautiful brat.. Hm. You're only mine, aren't you? No one else should fucking touch your beautiful ass or gain access to that tough heart of yours. You're mine and mine alone. I'm even your owner on your collar.”
* “I want to put you over my knees and spank that ass till you go dumb.” “I need to hear those Whimpers baby boy, can you give me them?” “One day I'm going to fuck the brat right out of you..” “Imagine having me tug you around by your collar.. Such a good image right?” “God damn.. Your face is so pretty when you're flustered.. I wonder how stunning it'd look when it's all fucked out and dumb..”
hunter x house: Bake off!
Fan fiction about the hunters x phantom troupe in a challenge tv show. Todays challenge is a bake off!!! ———
“Today we’ll be competing against the Phantom troupe! I hope we win!” Gon said with a gleam in his eye.
"I can't believe we're doing this," Leorio murmured to himself as he surveyed the kitchen. The counters were cluttered with ingredients and baking equipment, a stark contrast to the sleek, professional tools he was used to in his medical practice.
“what should we do Killua?” “Ion know gon, but let’s stay out for now.” Leorio grabbed kurapikas hand with assurance.
“What are your thoughts kurapika?” “I just want the prize.”
The groups had been briefed by the eccentric producer of the reality show, a man who loved to stir the pot more than he did his batter. Each team was to bake a signature dish that would be judged by none other than the legendary Chairman Netero and the elusive Hanzo. The Phantom Troupe, known for their destructive tendencies, had been pitted against the hunters in a culinary battle royale, and the stakes were high.
"Alright, everyone," the producer announced, "You have one hour to prepare your dishes. No nen, no shortcuts. Just good old-fashioned baking skills."
The room buzzed with excitement as the contestants donned their aprons. “Guys! Im so excited what should we do?” Meanwhile, Killua's curiosity was piqued by the variety of spices and flavors at their disposal. “Maybe we could use a unique flavor?”
"Guys, I've got it," Gon exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious. "We're going to make a triple-layered cake with each layer representing one of our personalities!"
Leorio rolled his eyes, "Gon, we're not here to make a metaphorical mess, we're here to win."
Kurapika, ever the strategist, suggested, "We should focus on something simple yet impressive, like a chocolate lava cake. It's hard to screw up, and if done right, it's bound to wow them."
Leorio nodded in agreement, "Fine, but we need to stand out. How about we add a twist with some exotic fruit filling?"
Killua smirked, "I know just the thing." He dashed to the pantry and returned with a basket of rare Whale Meat fruit, "This will give our lava cake an unexpected kick."
Leorio raised an eyebrow, "Whale Meat fruit? Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Trust me," Killua replied with a grin, "It'll be a taste they'll never forget."
As the clock ticked down, the kitchen transformed into a whirlwind of activity. Gon carefully measured out the ingredients for the batter, his hands steady and precise. Leorio, on the other hand, was more experimental, mixing and matching flavors with a devil-may-care attitude. “LEORIO be more careful!”
“I’m doing the lava center, I’ll make sure it’s perfect”. Kurapika said.
The tension in the room was palpable, each team eager to outdo the others.
The Phantom Troupe members weren't exactly known for their baking prowess. “Ughhhh this is too hard!” Uvo roared. “I’m just going to dump in the ingredients.”
“Uvogin, be patient and try to measure more. “ chrollo offered advice. Nobunaga, ever the rebel, had snuck in some suspicious-looking herbs, whispering to himself about the "special" brownies he intended to bake.
Shalnark, the brains of his group, watched with amusement, occasionally tossing in a helpful tip.
In another part of the house, Phinks and Shalnark were locked in a friendly bet. "If we win, I get the artifact," Phinks said with a smug smile.
Shalnark retorted, "And if we don't?"
"If we don't," Phinks said, his eyes narrowing, "You owe me a favor."
Shalnark's smug smile didn't waver, "I'd rather eat Uvogin's burnt cookies than lose to you."
The kitchen was a symphony of whisks, purring mixers, and sizzling pans. Each group had its own strategy and dynamics. Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, tried to maintain order amidst the chaos, his eyes darting between the clock and his team's precarious creations.
Meanwhile, the girls' team of Shizuku, Pakunoda, and Machi worked in harmony, their movements fluid and efficient. They had a secret weapon: Machi's ability to manipulate threads of nen to assist in their baking. “but are you sure we can use men?” “Yeah machi, they said not to.” “Shizuku, and paku it’s okay!”
They hoped it would give them the edge they needed.
Hisoka and Illumi, in the sixth group, had a different approach. They weren't here to win; they were here for the thrill of the game. Hisoka had his eyes on Gon, eager to test the young boy's limits, while Illumi remained in the background, his fingers playing with the strings of fate. They had agreed to work together, but it was clear that their alliance was as fragile as a soufflé.
"So, what are we making?" Hisoka asked, his voice a purr as he sauntered over to the counter.
"We're making you regret ever stepping into this kitchen," Illumi replied dryly, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
Gon, blissfully unaware of the darker undertones, was busy slicing strawberries for the garnish. "Guys, remember, we need to plate our desserts nicely. First impressions are important."
Killua nodded, his focus on the whipped cream, making sure it was perfectly fluffy. "Got it, Gon."
As the timer approached the final minutes, the kitchen grew hotter, both from the ovens and the pressure. The Phantom Troupe's kitchen was a mess of spilled flour and smoking ovens. Uvogin had managed to burn something yet again, and Chrollo sighed heavily.
"This is a disaster," he muttered, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.
The girls' team, on the other hand, was a well-oiled machine. Machi's nen allowed them to achieve a level of precision that was unheard of in the baking world. The three of them had created a multi-tiered masterpiece that was as beautiful as it was daunting.
"Machi, make sure the nen threads don't show," Shizuku whispered, her eyes sharp.
Machi nodded, concentrating as she pulled the threads taut, ensuring the perfect symmetry of their dessert. "Don't worry, it's all under control."
Leorio, feeling the heat of competition, took a deep breath and checked on their lava cakes. The timer beeped, and he opened the oven with a flourish. The cakes looked perfect, their chocolate centers threatening to ooze out. "Alright, team, let's get these plated!"
The hunters worked together to assemble their dessert, carefully placing the warm cakes on their plates. Gon's strawberry fanfare added a touch of whimsy, while Kurapika's precise knife work created an elegant border of chocolate shavings. The exotic fruit filling added a burst of flavor that made their mouths water.
"Looks like we're ready," Leorio announced, stepping back to admire their creation. "Now, let's just hope the judges appreciate our… unique combination."
The teams made their way to the grand dining room, where the judges sat at a long table, their expressions unreadable. Each group placed their desserts before them, their hearts racing as they awaited the verdict.
“We’re going to calll our teams by random but.”"Let's start with Team 1," the producer announced, gesturing to the hunters. Gon beamed with pride as they presented their whale meat-filled chocolate lava cakes.
Chairman Netero took a bite, his expression inscrutable. After a moment, he nodded. "Interesting flavor profile. The fruit complements the richness of the chocolate quite nicely."
Hanzo, the sterner of the two judges, tasted a piece and was silent for a moment before speaking. "The technique is good, but I'm not sure about the fruit choice."
Leorio felt his heart drop, but before he could protest, Gon chimed in, "It's a delicacy where we come from!"
The room erupted in laughter, easing the tension. The other teams watched with a mix of admiration and trepidation. The Phantom Troupe's dessert was a hodgepodge of burnt cookies and half-baked brownies, but the smell of the "special" ingredients in Nobunaga's brownies made even the stern Hanzo lean in for a closer sniff.
"Team 3 ," the producer called out, and the trio of Phinks, Shalnark, and Feitan stepped forward with their offering. A cake that looked as if it had been through a battle. The icing was a Jackson Pollock painting of food coloring and the cake itself was lopsided.
"We call this the 'Nen-tastic Chaos Cake'," Phinks announced with a smirk.
Shalnark rolled his eyes, "You do remember the bet, right?"
"It's all about the taste," Feitan said, a sadistic glint in his eye as he cut a piece for the judges.
Chairman Netero took a cautious bite, his face twitching slightly. "I can see the… effort you've put into this," he managed to say, his tone diplomatic.
Hanzo, on the other hand, was less forgiving. "What is this supposed to be?" he grunted, poking at the lopsided cake with his fork.
Phinks' grin didn't falter. "It's a representation of the chaos we bring to our enemies."
The room was filled with snickers, and even Hanzo couldn't help but crack a smile. They moved on to the next group, the tension in the air thickening with each plate presented.
The girls' team had constructed a dessert that was both beautiful and intimidating, a testament to their nen abilities. The cake looked like a sculpted work of art, each tier perfectly balanced and gleaming with an otherworldly sheen.
"This is our 'Thread of Destiny' cake," Machi explained, her voice steady despite the nerves that danced in her stomach. "The nen threads are invisible, but they hold the layers together and keep the filling from spilling out."
The judges exchanged a look of intrigue. Hanzo took a knife and sliced through the first tier, revealing a perfectly sealed layer of raspberry compote. The cake held firm, and the room fell silent as he brought the slice to his mouth.
The flavors exploded, a symphony of sweetness and tartness that made even the stoic hunter's eyes widen in surprise.
"Impressive," he murmured, his praise echoing through the room. The girls' team exhaled in relief, sharing a proud look. “But the points was to not use nen.”
Machi blushed, “It’s just for show. We promise!”
The producer winked, “Well, let’s see if the taste can win you some points, then!”
Hisoka and Illumi, approached the group with a dessert that was as enigmatic as they were. It was a simple, single-layer cake with a dark, mysterious glaze.
"This is our 'Heartstopper' cake," Hisoka announced with a dramatic flourish, his eyes gleaming. "It's a special recipe, one that's sure to… well, you'll see."
Illumi smirked, placing the knife in Hisoka's hand. "Go ahead, judge it for yourself."
Hisoka cut into the cake with a dramatic flair, revealing a deep red center. The room collectively gasped. It was eerily reminiscent of the bloody battles they had seen the duo partake in. “Gon~ this one’s for you.”
Gon looked up, his eyes wide as he took the proffered plate. He took a tentative bite, and to everyone’s astonishment, his face lit up. “It’s delicious!” he exclaimed.
The room buzzed with shocked whispers. Even the judges were taken aback by the positive reception. “How did you manage to get the taste just right?” Kurapika asked, his curiosity piqued.
Hisoka chuckled, his eyes never leaving Gon’s. “It’s all in the presentation, my dear boy. And the secret ingredient, of course.”
Illumi leaned in, his voice a low murmur, “We used your blood, young one. It adds a certain… je ne sais quoi.”
Gon nearly choked on his bite, his cheeks draining of color. Killua's eyes narrowed, and Kurapika's grip on his knife tightened. The room fell silent, the only sound the ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner.
"Your turn, Team 2," the producer said, trying to lighten the mood. Chrollo stepped forward with a forced smile, his team's dessert a sad-looking pie that had seen better days.
"Our humble offering is a classic apple pie," Chrollo announced, hoping against hope that the judges would appreciate their simplicity. The crust was burnt, and the filling looked suspiciously runny.
Chairman Netero took a bite, his face a mask of politeness. "Ah, the timeless appeal of apple pie," he said, his voice a tad forced. Hanzo took a piece and chewed thoughtfully. "It's… edible," he said finally, earning a glare from Chrollo.
The Phantom Troupe leader's pride was bruised, but he couldn't argue with the truth. Their baking skills were as sharp as a spoon.
"Alright, Team 6," the producer announced, "Hisoka and Illumi, let's see what you've got."
Hisoka stepped up with the "Heartstopper" cake, a smug smile playing on his lips. He slid the plate in front of the judges, the deep red center seemingly mocking them.
“we hope you enjoy our cake~”
Chairman Netero took the first bite with a look of skepticism. To everyone's surprise, his eyes lit up, and he nodded in approval. "The flavor is quite… intriguing," he said, savoring the bite.
Hanzo, ever the skeptic, took a slice, his expression unreadable. His first bite was met with a flicker of shock, quickly followed by a nod. "It's… surprisingly good," he conceded, earning a smug smirk from Hisoka.
. It was clear that Hisoka and Illumi had played a clever trick, using their infamous reputations to throw everyone off balance. The tension was palpable as the judges moved on to the final dessert, a cake from Team 4 that was a concoction of random flavors and textures.
"This," bolenov announced with a dramatic flourish, "Is our 'Phantom Phusion' cake. It's a fusion of our diverse tastes and abilities." The cake looked like a Jackson Pollock painting had collided with a dessert, a wild mix of colors and patterns that seemed to shift and swirl before the eyes.
The judges shared a look, then took their forks and dug in. The first bite was a symphony of flavors, each layer a surprise. It was as if each bite told a story, a story of the Phantom Troupe's chaotic existence.
"Well," Hanzo began, his expression thoughtful, "it's certainly… unique." “Franklin, kortopi, and bolenov you outdid yoursevs, didn’t you?” The room chuckled at the understatement, the tension easing slightly.
I was time to announce the winners. The producer clapped his hands, and the room fell silent. "Judges, have you made your decision?"
Chairman Netero leaned back in his chair, stroking his beard. "This was indeed a… unique experience. But, after much deliberation, we have our winners."
The room held its breath as he announced, "Team 5, with their 'Thread of Destiny' cake, wins for creativity. Team 1, the hunters, your whale meat-filled chocolate lava cakes were… an adventure for the palate.
Team And Team 6, Hisoka and Illumi, your 'Heartstopper' cake had us all on the edge of our seats. But, the overall winner, with a perfect balance of flavor, presentation, and sheer audacity, is Team 6!"
Gon watched in horror as the judges enjoyed the "Heartstopper" cake, his mind racing. He hadn't realized that Hisoka and Illumi had gone to such lengths to psych out their competition.
Killua's eyes narrowed, his hand tightening around his own plate, and Kurapika's gaze was as sharp as the knife he held.
"Well done, Team 6," the producer exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "Your prize will be revealed shortly. For now, let's take a commercial break."
The room erupted into a cacophony of voices as the contestants dispersed to their respective corners. The Phantom Troupe members exchanged high-fives, while the hunters congratulated each other on their close second place. Hisoka leaned in closer to Gon, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Looks like I've got your blood on my hands," he murmured, wiping a smudge of the dark glaze from his lips. "In more ways than one."
Gon's eyes widened, and he took a step back, his heart racing. "What did you do to the cake?"
Hisoka's smile grew wider. "Just a little trick to make it extra special for you," he whispered. "But don't worry, it's all in good fun."
Gon's eyes searched the room for the producer, hoping to voice his concerns, but the man was nowhere to be found. Killua noticed his friend's distress and stepped in, his own expression cold and hard. "What's the deal with the cake, Hisoka?"
Hisoka's smile didn't waver. "Oh, just a little secret ingredient," he said, his voice a seductive purr. "But don't worry, it's all for the thrill of the game."
Killua's eyes narrowed, his grip on his plate tightening. "If you've done anything to harm Gon…"
Hisoka held up his hands, still smiling. "Relax, it's all just a harmless prank. Besides, you know I prefer my battles to be more… interactive."
Killua's eyes searched Hisoka's, looking for any hint of deceit. After a moment, he nodded, his tension easing slightly. "Fine. But if you mess with him again, I won't be so forgiving."
The producer returned, a gleaming artifact in his hand. "And now, for the grand prize," he announced, holding up the artifact. It was an intricately carved stone, the surface etched with ancient runes that seemed to shimmer with an inner light.
"This is the Heart of the Dragon, a relic said to grant the user a temporary boost in their nen abilities. But remember, it's only temporary. Use it wisely."
. "We'll take it," he said, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.
Leorio couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance. "What are you going to do with that?" he challenged. "Use it to bake better cookies?"
Chrollo chuckled, his eyes never leaving the artifact. "Oh, I have much more… ambitious plans for it. I’m going to put it up in our side of the house! Just to rub it in to Kurapikas face.” “BITCH i don’t care you won!!” Kurapika yelled.
The producer nodded, placing the Heart of the Dragon on the table. "As winners, Team 6, you have the right to choose the next challenge. What will it be?"
Hisoka's eyes gleamed, and he leaned in closer to the producer. "How about a game of hide and seek?" he suggested, his voice dropping to a whisper.
"But with a twist. Whoever finds the hidden treasure first gets immunity for whatever mischief they get into at the house.
The producer's eyes lit up at the idea. "Excellent! And what will this treasure be?"
Hisoka's smile grew even wider. "Oh, something that'll really get their hearts racing." He glanced at Gon, who looked increasingly uncomfortable. "Let's say… a single golden ticket to the next round of the show, hidden somewhere in the house.
The first team to find it gets a pass to the next challenge without having to compete."
The producer's eyes sparkled with excitement. "And what happens to the team that doesn't find it?"
"They're automatically up for elimination," Hisoka said, his tone playful yet predatory.
The hunters exchanged glances, the air in the room growing thick with anticipation. Kurapika set his jaw, his eyes flicking to the Phantom Troupe's side of the house. "Fine," he said through gritted teeth. "We'll play your game."
“How delightful~”
“Good luck, gon”