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Hey who is your favorite Phantom Troupe member?
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I think this is the hardest request that I have been asked yet😅
I honestly can’t pick because I love a bunch of them so I am just going to list them down because there’s gonna be like three, in first place so yeah….
1-phinks,feitan,uvogin
2-chrollo,hisoka,nobunaga,shalnark
3-Shizuku,pakunoda,franklin
4-Kortopi,bonolenov
5-Machi
This is all in my opinion so if anyone has a problem with my list then fuck off because this is all my opinion and I was asked so somebody clearly cares about my opinion
Thank you so much to the person who requested I appreciate you so much!
This was honestly so difficult because I love the phantom troupe so much so it’s like I have to put a bunch of people in first second and third place because I can’t just put it in one or pick one. It’s too hard for me😭
I hope everybody enjoyed this I will see everybody in the next Post bye now!
I've created a s/o for the blondie spiders (paku, shal & phinks) and her personality is:
Clumsy, kind, awkward, a little shy and likes to help
I love your headcanons, so I would like to know how your hc would be for the spiders blondies pls :D
That is so cute. Of course I can!
I’m pretty sure this is the first time I have ever done a female character!!!
Full credit to la-squadra1234
Phinks-
He would most definitely tease them a lot
 He would definitely enjoy playing games with his s/o
He would definitely joke around with his s/o and if it made them sad, he would instantly feel super guilty about it
He would teach his s/o how to properly wrestle  somebody
He would also teach them self defence
Shalnark-
He would teach them how to make his favourite kind of cookies
(which happens to be a chocolate chunk. If you are wondering, I just made that up though)
He would teach his s/o the skill of manipulation, and how to manipulate somebody, even if you have no nen ability
He would definitely take his s/o to go on long walks with him through cool trails, and tons of nature 
Pakunoda-
She would definitely keep it from them that she is in the phantom troupe as she wouldn’t want to ruin the relationship she would feel very guilty about it, but she would just keep it to herself
 She secretly uses her mind powers to see what they are thinking about
 She would teach them how to make all kinds of food, especially the ones that she loves
 She would teach them how to use a gun properly 
That’s it for today everybody I hope everybody enjoys as much as I did making this. This was actually really fun to make and I liked it a lot 
I will see everybody in the next Post bye now!
At some point during Hisoka's time with the Phantom Troupe, probably...
Feitan: *sneezes*
Phantom Troupe: ...
Feitan: ok, is ANYONE going to say "bless you"?
Hisoka: honey, you're already blessed...
Feitan: aw! Thanks-
Hisoka: ...With our presence!
Feitan: fucking clown!
*proceeds to set off Rising Sun... Hisoka just uses the opportunity to roast some marshmallows*
Phantom Troupe: ...
Machi: ... bless you?
Feitan: thanks.
Chrollo: Machi, it's your turn to take out the trash.
Machi: okay.
Machi: Hisoka, you heard him. Get out.
Phantom Troupe Sneezing Headcannons because why not
Hisoka: very rarely sneezes. When he does, it's like a fox yipping. Depending on the circumstances, really funny or terrifying.
Nobunaga: sneezes like a robot. Saying "bless you" is hard cause you can't tell if it's a sneezes or a cough. The confusion.
Machi: sneezes really loudly, then acts like nothing happened. Will deny that she ever sneezed in the first place.
Phinks: always frustrated because he feels a sneeze, but has NEVER actually sneezed.
Shalnark: angry sneezes. Don't bless him, you'll just make him even madder. Why does he get so upset? No one knows. He sneezes like a normal human being. It just makes him mad.
Korotopi: sneezes like a demon. Really low growl. Thinks it's completely normal. Everyone else tries to tell him otherwise, but he'll never listen. Insists that they all sound like that.
Feitan: has the most adorable sneeze. He's very embarrassed about it. Will avoid sneezing at any cost.
Shizuku: completely normal sneeze except it always sounds like she's saying "Blinky". She always forgets that it happened and says that she never sneezed. The others gave up trying to explain it to her.
Franklin: takes forever to sneeze and uses the forewarning to leave the room. No one knows what he sounds like. It's really quiet but he thinks it's the loudest thing ever.
Kalluto: sneezes like the precious baby he is. Super quiet and gets really shy afterwards.
Illumi: he's never sneezed. Ever. It's terrifying. He claims that he does sneeze, whenever he blinks strangely. No one knows what to believe.
Uvogin: he yell sneezed. Didn't mind it, in fact he liked scaring little kids whenever he sneezed.
Bonolenov: he's never sneezed either. The other members think that it may be because of all the holes in his body. He'll never confirm or deny their suspicions.
Pakunoda: sneezes pretty loudly, but not loud enough to be a distraction to anyone else. Still, she always excuses herself.
Chrollo: rarely sneezes. When he does, he usually expresses no emotion. He asked the other spiders to never bless him because of some angsty nonsense about not being able to be blessed. They still do, with blinks, Morse code, sign language, or anything else. They love their leader.
The sun upon my face, the grass beneath my feet. My skin cleansed by the water of a lake. My spirit soars among the clouds. I honor my ancestors from bringing me to this place, and defend my brethren with my dying breath. I will step forward to humbly share their joy and carry the burden of their sorrows. By my word and deed, their name will live on… For my Scarlet Eyes and my blood are one with theirs, I will take up the mantle, and accept any wrongdoing I commit, to preserve the Kurta people, until we are redeemed forever. On the Scarlet Eyes, I swear this.
Pakunoda wip
Look what you made me do. A lyric comic i did about a week after the music video was released. first time i heard it i immediately thought about Hisoka from hunter x hunter. this is the result of that. please do not use without permission. all artwork was edited or created by me.
By c Burgess
created on 31st August 2017
posted on 26th october 2017
The chimera arc took half of my life away
little big - hypnodancer
phantom troupe negative traits/habits hcs
*i’m aware that being thieves and murderers are already pretty negative traits but this is more related to their personality 😊😊😊
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chrollo
-unintentionally can sound super sarcastic and condescending
-like if he’s explaining something the cadence of his voice might sound like he’s mocking you, when in reality he just sounds like that
-if you’re in a pissy mood and he’ll ask what’s wrong it kinda sounds sarcastic ?????
-he’ll see you crying and be like:
“are you okay? what’s up?”
and you’ll kinda just be like 🤨🤨🤨 i’m literally crying ???????? what do you MEAN “what’s up?”
-he’ll apologise for sounding sarcastic but he was genuinely asking
-the troupe knows that’s just how he sounds but anyone who doesn’t know him that well just thinks he’s being a prick
shalnark
-literally has zero social awareness
-considering he sees other people as toys, he doesn’t give a single fuck about randos in public
-he’s the type to have a loud conversation on speakerphone on a busy, crowded train filled to the brim with tired people who just got off their 9-5 and want to go home 💔
“hello? yeah, of course i can talk! so today i was-“
“SHUT THE FUCK UP”
“…..anyways so-“
-is always confused as to why people are glaring at him but like i said, he really couldn’t give one
-he also probably sees someone who’s about to doze off or looks visibly irritated and will make it his mission to piss them off as much as possible and strike up a conversation with them
phinks
-extremely sore loser
-if you’re playing a game with him (like mario kart) and he’s about to lose, he will walk away right then and there and quit
-will claim the game is rigged and that’s why he was about to lose (if he wins, he will rub it in and tell you to just improve at the game)
-the troupe audibly groans whenever he asks to join in when they play video games
-one time he unplugged the tv when he lost a game against feitan and shalnark (if he doesn’t win, NOBODY gets to win)
-will claim the other person cheated if he loses
“COME ON!! SHALNARK PROBABLY HACKED THE GAME OR SOMETHING, MAKING ME LOSE!”
“…have you ever considered that maybe you just suck at the game?”
*throws remote at tv*
-just let him win if you want to have a easy breezy life
uvogin
-absolutely zero volume control
-he’s loud in public, but he’s completely unaware how loud he’s being
-this also makes him the worst person to tell secrets to
*pspspspswhisperwhisperwhisper*
“YOU THINK HIS HAIRLINE LOOKS LIKE THE MCDONALDS SYMBOL?”
everyone is staring. the man with the weird hairline you tried to whisper to uvo about is staring. you are extremely embarrassed. you want the ground to swallow you whole.
-to add insult to injury, he also points.
-because of this, it’s super easy to tell when he’s talking about you because he will yell AND point
-he doesn’t gaf who hears
shizuku
-the most brutally honest person you’ll ever meet
-doesn’t sugarcoat anything
-it’s not like she wants to hurt your feelings, but she just doesn’t see the point in beating around the bush or lying
-if she thinks you look fat in something, she’ll tell you. if she thinks you don’t suit a certain colour, she’ll tell you. if she thinks your cooking tastes like actual dookie left out to cook in the desert sun, she will not hesitate to tell you.
-she also will not apologise if she hurts your feelings
-“why do i need to apologise for being honest?”
-she is winning the idgaf war 100%
-will probably forget what she said as well, which makes it worse
feitan
-rather than ask to borrow something of yours like a normal person, he will steal it and then proceed to gaslight you when you confront him about it
-makes sense for him due to his ‘thieves take what they want’ mentality
-will have you convinced that your memory is patchy
“feitan where the fuck are are my scissors?”
“beats me.”
“i know you took them.”
“did not.”
“they were on the counter like five minutes ago and you’re the only one in here”
“no they weren’t.”
-this will carry on until you admit you were wrong for accusing him, or you just drop it
-occasionally he will start drama with the other troupe members by stealing their shit (usually phinks) and making it seem like someone else did it
nobunaga
-quite possibly the most indecisive man you’ll ever meet
-you’d much rather prefer to get sentenced to eternal torture at guantanamo bay than have to ask nobunaga what restaurant he wants to go to later tonight
-“my mind will be made up by tonight, i swear!”
-it wasn’t.
-he’s one of those annoying indecisive people who will insist that you choose, but will get mad if you don’t choose the option he secretly sorta preferred
“i can’t decide between place a or b, you choose!”
“place b”
“really? place a looks much more classy”
“THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU PICK PLACE A?!”
-you’re convinced he’s only acting like this to piss you off, but he’s just like that
-in the end, you have to force him to flip a coin or else he wouldn’t get anywhere decision-wise
pakunoda
-she often gets lost in thought and zones out, which results in her unintentionally staring at people for a little too long
-because of her stern resting face (or rbf), it usually comes across as her glaring at you, which feels a lil uneasy, especially if you’re not close with her
-she will apologise profusely when she comes to, but before she does she will just be looking at you like
👁️_👁️
-as well as this, she will sometimes try and touch you to purposefully see your memories if she’s a bit suspicious of you for whatever reason
-if she thinks you’re lying about something for example, she will intrude your thoughts
-she’s not a particularly touchy-feely person so it’s quite amusing to see her try and touch you for seemingly no reason out of the blue
-a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do 🤷♀️
machi
-despite being one of the more upfront and mature members of the troupe, she’s also the worst one for holding grudges
-like she will hold a grudge for literal ages
-there are many she’s had for so long that she can’t even remember why she was mad in the first place
-at this point it’s more about keeping a streak than actually being mad
-best case scenario is that she forgets about it altogether or else best believe she will NOT be forgiving you. ever.
-she’s still pissed at the old guy who stepped on her toes by accident two years ago. and the waiter who tripped and dropped the tray on her eight months ago. or the questionable comment hisoka made last week.
-talks about getting vengeance on those she holds grudges against but can’t even remember who they are or what they did
“i swear i will find them, wherever they are, so they will get what’s coming to them.”
“that’s nice and all, but WHO are they and what did they do?”
“….. it’ll come to me soon hold on..”
-feels incomplete without holding a grudge against someone
franklin
-his big ass does NOT look where he’s walking and will bump into anything and anyone
-don’t expect him to apologise tho
-“apologise? maybe you should watch where you’re going.”
-don’t even try to fight him on this
-doesn’t see it as his duty to move out the way, but the duty of those around him
-the absolute NERVE
-the only reason why no one confronts him about it is because he’s tall and big as hell
-don’t die for getting bumped into
bonolenov
-one thing about him is that when he’s mad, he’ll give people the SILENT treatment
-heavy on silent
-could go for centuries if he wanted to
-and trust he’s a pro at keeping it up
-he doesn’t gaf if you’re in danger, he’ll keep on giving you the cold shoulder
-he won’t stop because he feels bad, but because he just can’t be bothered to keep ignoring you
-he will randomly just start talking to you again one day and will act confused if you question why he’s taking to you again after so long
-he won’t apologise for it tho 💯
kortopi
-his minuscule ass is always stepping on everyone’s trotters
-honestly sometimes he does it out of spite and will give look at you like 👁️ if you confront him
-there’s not much to say about him except he will sometimes accidentally sometimes not step on your feet
i fear i’m missing more members but irdgaf rn so enjoy !!!!! also these are fun to write to pls pls pls give me suggestions xoxoxo
phantom troupe: do they snore?
this idea for phantom troupe hcs came to me randomly at 2:00am last night so enjoy xoxo
chrollo
-probably not unexpected but not really
-he’s generally a super quiet sleeper
-the loudest he ever is in his sleep is breathing loudly on occasion
-his lack of snoring is most likely attributed by the fact he’s a very light sleeper
-he’s one of those bitches who will wake up because the whistling of the wind was slightly louder than usual
uvogin
-his ass sounds like a heavy metal concert when he sleeps
-his snores are earth-shaking. ear-splitting. pain-inducing.
-his snores single handedly contribute to noise pollution
-think of how loud your dad snores and x1000
-if the troupe members have to share a room at any point during a mission, they will throw a whole rock paper scissors tournament to see who’s taking one for the team and sacrificing their sleep (it’s usually nobunaga)
-because covering his mouth with a sock doesn’t stop the snoring, the troupe have an emergency weighted blanket on standby
-the complete opposite of chrollo, this man could sleep in an active war zone and and not budge an inch (in other words you cannot wake his ass up by force to get him to stop snoring so the only option is to wait it out or sleep somewhere else)
pakunoda
-the most silent sleeper ever
-not even a peep from miss pakunoda
-the ideal person to share a bed with. she doesn’t snore, her breathing is inaudible and she’s extremely still
-almost unnerving in a way bc she looks dead when she sleeps
-if you were to share a bed with her you’d probably spend most of the night checking her pulse to ensure she is actually alive and breathing
phinks
-he’s one of those people who when he snores the buildup is super loud but he exhales quietly (i hope that makes sense)
-ljke the buildup is super dragged out like hhhHhhhhhhUUUHHHUUUH but the exhale is just hoooooooo !!
-idk how to express snoring via text so you may have to act it out to know what i mean
-honestly this type of snoring is arguably worse than uvogin’s bc at least his is consistent whereas phinks will give you hope that he’s finally stopped snoring until it starts up again ☹️☹️😢
-he will forever deny he snores tho
feitan
-comedic ass snore
-probably snores like mimimimimimimimi zzzzzzzzz 😴💤😴💤😴💤
-he sleeps like he should be wearing a night cap and a long night gown with a candle on his bedside table
-trying not to piss yourself laughing while he’s snoring if you’re still awake is an olympic level sport
-one time shalnark recorded him while he was snoring and showed it to him (when he was down with him, he ensured the recording was eradicated from his phone)
-ik realistically he would probably be a silent sleeper but the idea of him sounding like a whole cartoon character is actually hilarious to me
shalnark
-sleep? WHAT’S THAT? 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣 (get it because he’s the tech whiz so he probably stays up all night gaming lololololol XDD)
-probably a loud ass mouth breather
-like he sounds like a broken ventilator sometimes
-he sounds like he ran a lap around mt everest before bed why is he so loud
-if you pissed him off during the day he would probably amp up the volume on his breathing to prevent you from sleeping well (now we’re both mad xx)
shizuku
-for the most part very quiet
-occasionally she will jumpscare you awake by randomly snoring out of no where
-like you’ll wake up to this loud ass noise only to realise it was just shizuku
-sometimes she’ll wake up aswell and accuse you of snoring
-aside from that pretty quiet- not as ideal to share a bed with as pakunoda but fine for the most part as long as you don’t mind surprises
nobunaga
-i feel like he’d have one of those super low growly snores ???????
-like those low, shaky ones
-the ones that kinda sound like grunts
-idk if i’m making sense so i pray i am 🙏
-they’re not that bad tho bc they’re quiet enough to not keep you awake and are low-key kinda relaxing
-if you’re gonna share a bed with anyone who snores, it’s nobunaga
machi
-another generally quiet sleeper except for occasionally sighing in her sleep
-from time to time she’ll just go like huhhhhhhhh :// and then will go back to being quiet again
-don’t bring it up the next day tho bc she WILL deny it and seem embarrassed
-you can tell when she’s having a nice dream based on how often she sighs
franklin
-surprisingly quiet
-you wouldn’t expect his oversized enormous ass to be quiet but he is
-similar to chrollo, the most you’re getting out of him is some occasionally loud breathing
-aside from that he’s a quiet sleeper
bonolenov
-i feel like bc of the holes in his body he’d probably make a whistling sound in his sleep
-like a pan flute
-not the worst tho bc like nobunaga it’s low high key relaxing
-free asmr what could be better xxx
kortopi
-quiet as hell
-are we really surprised
-sorry to the two kortopi fans out there but i can’t be bothered to think of anything to add on he’s just quiet
another tazzertopia classic 💯💯💯💯 if you like these hc posts pls give me requests (idk if the ask box is visible on my profile but do it through here or via the comments) bc these are super fun, i can also do other characters too !!! if i do more i might start doing them for other shows anyways bye xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
a quick paku drawing, has my art improved? barely 😅 side profiles aren’t my forte
Phantom troupe girlies x brat summer ft dress to impress outfits
Hunter x House Oneshot!!!
an imaginative one shot I which the characters of hunter hunter Gon, Killua, Leorio and Kurapika are in a reality tb show with the phantom troupe!todays episode is a sleepover
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Interviewer: “So Kurapika, Gon, Leorio, Killua What do you think about today’s impending sleepover with the Troupe?”
Kurapika: “I think it’s bullshit. If that bitch chrollo try’s anything I’ll show him how much of a chain user I can be”
Leorio: “It’ll be interesting to se how it pans out. I just have to keep Kurta under control.” Gon and killua: “WERE GONNA STAY AWAY FROM HISOKA!”
(Next up the interviews with some members of the Phantom Troupe!” Interviewer: “So Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Chrollo what are your thoughts on the sleepover?” Uvogin: : “My thoughts are they’re not gonna have enough food for me.” Nobunaga: “Is it smoke friendly?” Chrollo: “I think it’ll be fun! I’ve changed and is like to befriend kurapika!” —
“Welcome. Welcome. Yes just come inside.” Kurapika said with bated breath. The sleepover time finally came and he was dreading it. “Kurapika, do your best to remain calm.” Leorio whispered into his ear, giving his shoulder a squeeze. “GON~ Where are you~?” Hisoka yelled out. “GON STOP HIDING FROM ME! I have candy~” “GON DO NOT TAKE THE CANDY!” Leorio and Killua yelled out running to find him. .
“Femboy, where’s the food at.” Uvogin asked. Try not to lose my cool. Try not to lose my cool. “Over there on that table. There’s loads.” Seeing uvogin walk over and prepare about three plates as his first course he could help but shout. “Y’all are fucking animals.” “KURAPIKA DON’T CURSE IN FRONT OF THE KIDS!” Leorio yelled form the other side of the house.
“YOU BITCH CLOWN GET AWAY!” He screamed running with gon and killua in his arms over to Kurapika. “Now what was that aboht cursing Leo?” “Fuxk it.” “Nobunaga, did you bring the brownies? “You know it uvo.” He handed him a special brownie. “Hisoka can you chill.” Illumi grabbed his ear dragging him away. Where was chrollo?
“KURAPIKA!!! I’m here I know you missed me.” Chrollo embraces kurapika in a hug getting shoved off. “Get the fuck off me !” “Ooo drama!” Machi and Shizuku whispers to each other. “Rude. BUT kurapika look! I thought it’d be nice to match with you.”
The blond looked to see Chrollo wearing the same Kurta Clan pajamas and he was wearing. “I even made you a card!”
Dear Kurapica: I’m very sorry for everything I’ve done. I hope you forgive me. Let’s be friends? -Signed Chroll.
“OH NO YOU DIDN’T” Kurapika threw a punch at chrollos face, getting held back by gon, killua, and leorio. “Kurapika this isn’t you!” Chrollo pleaded with him. “Why is chrollo trying to be a pick me?” Shizuku whispered to Machi. “I don’t know but it’s hella entertaining.” .
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Interviews with Chrollo:
“I didn’t know Kurapika would react so badly.” He scoffed. “He even made fun of my spelling, what if I want to be called Chroll? He didn’t even care.” -
Uvogin: “I don’t know what boss thought he was doing. It was hellla entertaining though”
Shizuku: “me and machi already have pics in the gc of Him and Kurapika! We love gossip”
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“Everybody it’s time for karaoke and games!” Gon called out. “I wanna sit next to gon” hisoka practically moaned out as Illumi dragged him to sit next to him. “I call the seat next to gon first.” Killua added. “Speaking of that, what’s this little brother?” Illumi showed the table a photo, it was GON AND KILLUA KISSING?!?”
“We haven’t even done that!” “Yet, Killua!” “GON YOURE MaAKING it worse.” “My babies are innocent.” Said Leorio and Kurapika. “Okay fine, I edited the photo.” Illumi sighed. “Moving forward, who wants to go first in karaoke?” Kurapika changed the subject.
“ME FIRST~ This goes out to Gon~” hisoka snatched the microphone, and lyrics.
“BaBy YouRe LikE LiGhTNiNg In A BoTtlE I CanT LeT You Go NoW that I’ve got you!!” “killua I’m scared” gon whispered
“OKAY THATS ENOUGH” “But I didn’t get to finish.” Kurapika snatched the microphone away. “Who’s next.” “ME! I’m going to be performing Call me Maybe with Nobunaga.” Uvogin offered. everybody was thinking. “Are they serious?”
Uvogin: “I THREW A WISH IN THE WELL.”
Nobunaga: “Don’t ask me I’ll never tell.”
Uvogin: “I looked to you as it fell, and now you’re in my way!”
Nobunaga: Trade my soul for a wish. Pennies and dimes for a kiss.” Uvogin: “I wasn’t looking for this but now your in my way.”
Unbeknowsnr to the two, practically everybody was recording, and dying laughing as the two High men sang. “Are they high?” Chrollo whispered to kurapika. “Bitch im not talking to you.” “Fine then meanie.”
Nobunaga: “YOUR Stare was holding, ripped jeans skin was showing.”
Uvogin: “Hot night wind was blowing, WHERE YOU THINK YOUR GOING BABY?”
Both of them: “HEY I JUST MET YOU, AND THIS IS CRAZY SO HERES MY NUMBER. SO CALL ME MAYBE!”
They finish: “bravo bravo, what a performance!” “WE DID THAT SHIT NOBU!” Uvogin roared. “Hellll yeah! Matter of fact I need another weed brownie.” “Me tooo.” They both run to the counter.
It was going to be a long night
(guys I know it’s bad, it was js a lil funny thing I thought of and didn’t put much effort! Lmaoo
Uvogin x Thief reader!
Here’s Part 1 of Uvogin z Thief Reader!!! It’s an upgrade to a really old fanfic of mine and I’m very happy about it! Gonna be a slow burn but a very well written descriptive story!
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You're not the type to back down, are you?" The sly voice echoed through the dimly lit corridor, a stark contrast to the chaos outside.
Y/N, the notorious thief known for her unmatched agility and uncanny ability to vanish into thin air, found herself in a tight spot. Cornered by a group of individuals who were equally adept in the art of theft and deception—the Phantom Troupe.
She had come to the auction hall to pilfer the latest set of rare artifacts, a prize that had eluded even the most skilled hands in the business. But as she held the gleaming treasure in her grasp, she felt the air thicken with the presence of her pursuers.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she recognized the unmistakable aura of Chrollo Lucifer, the leader of the Phantom Troupe. His crimson eyes bore into her as he offered a thin smile, the kind that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"You've got guts, I'll give you that," he said, his voice like velvet over a sharpened blade. "But I'm afraid you're in no position to decline my offer." The other members of the troupe emerged from the shadows, their faces a mix of curiosity and amusement.
Y/N, with the artifacts clutched tightly in her bag, took a step back, her mind racing. Join them? Impossible. But she knew better than to underestimate the ruthlessness of the Phantom Troupe. Her options were slim—join or become their next victim.
She met Chrollo's gaze with defiance, her jaw set. "What makes you think I'd ever consider joining a bunch of thugs like you?"
-^1: Y/N, a renowned thief, is caught by the Phantom Troupe at an artifact auction. Chrollo Lucifer, their leader, is impressed by her audacity and offers her a place in the group. Surrounded by the troupe, she considers her options, knowing their reputation for ruthlessness.-
The air in the corridor grew tense as the troupe members exchanged glances. Chrollo's smile grew wider, revealing a set of sharp teeth. "Ah, a challenge," he mused, "how delightful." He gestured to the burly figure standing behind him, "Take her to the room we've prepared. She'll think it over."
Y/N was marched down the corridor, her hands bound with an unbreakable Nen thread that burned at the slightest struggle. The room they brought her to was surprisingly spacious, with a single bed, a table, and a chair.
The walls were adorned with weapons and trinkets, hinting at its usual occupant's tastes. As the door slammed shut, she looked around, realizing she was to share this space with Uvogin, one of the most feared members of the Phantom Troupe.
Uvogin leaned against the wall, his arms folded over his broad chest, watching her with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "You're going to be a handful, aren't you?" he said, his deep voice rumbling through the space.
Y/N's eyes narrowed as she sized him up. Uvogin was notorious for his brute strength and volatile temperament. But she had a knack for reading people, and she could see the flicker of something else in his gaze—respect, perhaps. Or was it something more?
“It appears we are.”
"Looks like we're bunkmates," Uvogin said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate within the very walls of the room. He strolled over to the bed and plopped down, his boots hitting the floor with a thud. "Make yourself comfortable, if you can."
—————
Y/N took in the sparse accommodations, her mind racing with possible escape routes. She gritted her teeth, refusing to let the fear show on her face. "I'd rather not get too cozy with the enemy," she spat, her eyes never leaving his.
Uvogin chuckled, his amusement clear despite his gruff demeanor. "You've got spirit," he said, his eyes glinting with something akin to admiration. "But you're not going anywhere until Chrollo says so." He leaned back, his hand resting casually on the hilt of his sword. "But don't worry, I won't bite—unless you ask nicely."
The days turned into a tense dance of cat and mouse. Y/N tried to maintain her distance from Uvogin, but the confined space made it near impossible. She watched him, studied his every move, looking for weaknesses she could exploit. But every time she thought she had found one, he'd catch her eye and give her a knowing smirk, as if he could read her thoughts.
Uvogin, for his part, was surprisingly courteous. He never laid a hand on her, except to unbind her when she needed to eat or use the facilities. He'd even bring her food, though it was always cold and tasteless, a stark reminder of her captivity.
The other troupe members would come and go, trying to persuade her to join their ranks with various tactics—from sweet-talking to outright threats. But she remained firm, her resolve unshaken.
. Uvogin's courteous behavior surprises her, and she remains unshaken by the Phantom Troupe's attempts to recruit her.
Nights were the hardest. The silence was deafening, filled only with the occasional snore from Uvogin and the distant echoes of the city outside. She'd lie there, her mind racing with thoughts of escape, her body tense and ready to spring into action at the slightest sound.
But each night, she'd also find her gaze drawn to Uvogin's silhouette in the moonlight, his chest rising and falling steadily. There was something almost…comforting about his presence, despite the danger he posed.
One evening, unable to stand the incessant whispering of her thoughts, she spoke up, breaking the heavy silence. "Why do you guys want me so badly?" she asked, her voice low and measured.
Uvogin stirred from his position, his eyes opening lazily. "You've got potential," he said, his voice gruff with sleep. "Chrollo sees something in you that could be…useful."
Y/N rolled her eyes. "I'm not a tool to be used," she retorted, trying to keep the tremor of fear out of her voice.
Uvogin sat up, his gaze intense. "You're not just any thief," he said, his tone serious. "You've got a reputation, and not just for your skills. You're…different.".
Y/N felt a twinge of annoyance at his perceptiveness. She had worked hard to keep her emotions in check, to never let anyone see past her tough exterior. Yet here she was, confined with a man who could potentially crush her with his bare hands, and he was peeling back layers she had kept hidden for years. "What do you mean, different?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady.
Uvogin leaned against the headboard, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. "You've got guts, y/n," he said, a hint of admiration in his voice. "But it's more than that. There's a…spark in you. A fire that refuses to be put out, no matter the odds." He paused, studying her in the moonlit room. "The troupe needs that kind of spirit."
Y/N scoffed, trying to ignore the warmth that his words kindled within her. "Flattery won't get you anywhere," she said, turning away to face the wall. But his words had planted a seed of doubt in her mind. Was she really so special? Or was this just another ploy to get her to comply?
The days grew longer, the tension in the room thickening with each passing hour. Y/N felt a strange pull towards Uvogin, a confusing mix of fear and attraction. She would catch herself watching him when he wasn't looking, studying the way his muscles moved as he sharpened his nails—his own brand of Nen. His eyes, though fierce, held a gentleness that seemed at odds with his reputation.
“Goodnight Uvogin.” Y/n promptly flipped her body to face the other direction. “Goodnight y/n!!” His voice boomed with happiness
——
One night, unable to sleep, she found herself staring at the tattoo on his chest, a symbol of the Phantom Troupe. It was intricate, almost mesmerizing. "What's it like?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Being in the troupe?"
Uvogin's eyes narrowed, sizing her up. "It's family," he said, his voice gruff. "We watch each other's backs, share our spoils, and fight together. We're not just a bunch of thieves and murderes. We're something more."
Y/N rolled onto her side, propping her head on her hand. "And what makes you think I'd fit in?" she asked, her voice a challenge.
Uvogin's gaze softened, and for a moment, she saw a glimpse of vulnerability in his eyes. "You remind me of someone," he murmured, almost to himself.
"Someone who didn't take crap from anyone, no matter how powerful they were."
The room grew quiet again, and Y/N felt the weight of his stare. She knew he wasn't just referring to her skills; there was something personal in his words.
"Someone from your past?" she ventured, curiosity piquing.
Uvogin's expression remained stoic, but she could see the flicker of memory in his eyes. "Someone I cared about," he admitted. "Someone who didn't make it out of this life."
The silence that followed was heavy, filled with unspoken understanding. Y/N knew all too well the pain of loss and the cost of the life they led. For a moment, she allowed herself to feel a flicker of something other than defiance—sympathy.
"I'm sorry," she said, the words slipping out before she could stop them. Uvogin's gaze sharpened, as if surprised by her sudden show of emotion.
A moment later, she felt his hand on her shoulder, gently turning her to face him. "Don't be," he said, his voice softer than she had ever heard it. "It's the life we chose."
Y/N looked into his eyes, seeing the weight of his words. For the first time, she saw the man behind the moniker, the pain and the loyalty that had driven him to this path. It was a stark reminder that even in a world of thieves and killers, there were moments of humanity.
"Why do you stay with them?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Uvogin's hand lingered on her shoulder, his gaze searching hers. "Because," he began, his voice rough with emotion, "they're all I've got." He paused, his eyes flickering with something that looked almost like regret. "We're all lost souls, Y/N. Bound together by a thread of fate that none of us can cut. Besides I love violence, and making people feel pain.” His chuckles boomed with mischievously at his confession.
Y/N felt a pang of something unfamiliar—sympathy, perhaps—for this man who had become both her jailor and her confidant. "What was her name?" she asked softly.
Uvogin's expression grew distant, his eyes glazing over as he spoke her name. "Evangeline" he said, his voice thick with unspoken sorrow. "She was…special. Like you."
Y/N sat up, her curiosity piqued. "What happened to her?"
Uvogin's expression hardened, his grip on the covers tightening. "She was taken from us," he said, his voice a low growl. "By someone who didn't understand what family truly means."
"I'm sorry," she said again, the words feeling inadequate.
Uvogin nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "We all have our reasons for being here," he said, his voice barely above a murmur. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find something more than just survival together in this life of murder, violence and thievery."
Y/N felt her walls cracking, the defiance she had clung to for so long slowly giving way to a strange sense of camaraderie. She didn't dare to hope, but the thought of belonging to something, to someone, was tempting.
Their eyes remained locked, the tension between them no longer just hostility, but something more complex, something that made her heart race in a way that had nothing to do with fear. Without warning, Uvogin leaned in, his breath warm against her face, and for a moment, she thought he was going to say something else.
But instead, his lips met hers, the kiss firm and demanding, yet not without a hint of tenderness.
Y/N was taken aback, her mind reeling from the suddenness of it all. But she didn't pull away. Instead, she found herself responding, her body moving of its own accord as she leaned into the embrace. “Uvo~”
His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer, the beat of his heart pounding in sync with hers. It was a kiss that spoke of unspoken desires, of two souls finding an unexpected kinship in a world that offered them little warmth.
The kiss deepened, Uvogin's grip tightening, his hand tangling in her hair. Y/N could feel the strength in him, the power that made him feared throughout the underworld. But there was something else there too, something that made her heart flutter—the gentleness that lay beneath the hardened exterior. It was a contradiction that intrigued her, a softness she hadn't anticipated finding in this place.
When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless. Uvogin searched her eyes, looking for something she wasn't quite ready to give. "I've been thinking," she said, her voice a little shaky. "Maybe…maybe Chrollo's offer isn't so bad."
The room was still, the air thick with the weight of their shared secret. Uvogin's gaze searched hers, looking for any hint of deceit. "You'd really consider joining us?".
Y/N took a deep breath, feeling the gravity of her decision. "I can see the bond you all share," she said, her voice steady. "And maybe…maybe I could find a place among you."
Uvogin's expression was unreadable, his hand still resting on her shoulder. "You're not just saying that to get out of here, are you.?" he asked, his tone a mix of hope and skepticism.
Y/N took a deep breath, her heart racing. "No," she said, the word coming out stronger than she expected. "I've seen how you all are together. You're not just a bunch of thieves—you're a family."
Uvogin studied her for a long moment, his eyes searching hers. Then, slowly, a smile began to spread across his face. "Welcome to the Phantom Troupe," he said, his voice gruff with emotion. "You're going to need a new name though."
Y/N's heart skipped a beat. "A new name?" she echoed, a hint of excitement in her voice.
Uvogin nodded, his smile growing wider. "Yeah, everyone in the troupe has one. It's part of our identity. What do you want to be called?"
Y/N took a moment to ponder, her heart racing. This was a significant step, a declaration of her new allegiance. "How about 'Phantom Thief'," she suggested, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.
Uvogin chuckled, the sound rumbling through the room. "I like it," he said, his eyes lighting up with approval. "It's got a ring to it."
The days that followed saw a shift in the dynamics of their captor-captive relationship. Y/N, now considering herself the Phantom Thief, began to open up to the other members of the troupe. They were an eclectic bunch, each with whose needles could slice through anything with ease;
Shizuku, the stoic and mysterious member who was unique. Her weapon being a vaccum that could suck up anything.
Machi, a radiant girl who was deadly as she was friendly.
, strikingly lesbian, yet a femme fetal who was as unpredictable as the tides;
, whose fiery aura and torturing blade skills were as mesmerizing as they were terrifying. Shalnark and phinks were very accepting and fun to be around.
Nobunaga, Uvogin best friend was chill, deftinkeu high all the time too!
Their banter, their inside jokes, their shared meals—it all started to feel eerily familiar. Y/N found herself warming up to them, their rough exteriors hiding hearts that were fiercely loyal to their own. And then there was Chrollo, the enigmatic leader with the eyes of a predator and the mind of a chess master. He watched her with a mix of amusement and scrutiny, as if she was a puzzle he hadn't quite figured out yet.
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One evening, as the troupe gathered in their makeshift headquarters, Y/N approached Chrollo, her eyes meeting his unwavering gaze. "I've been thinking about your offer," she said, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "Maybe I could get used to this life."
Chrollo's smile grew, his crimson eyes gleaming with excitement. "Ah, the Phantom Thief decides to join the fray," he said, his tone light and teasing. "Welcome, my dear. We're thrilled to have you with us."
The next day, to Y/N's surprise, Chrollo suggested a shopping spree as a way to celebrate her newfound allegiance. "A little treat before the real work begins," he said with a wink.
The troupe split into two groups—the girls and the boys—each with their own set of goals. Y/N, Machi, and Pakunoda set off into the bustling streets of the city, their eyes sparkling with excitement. They darted in and out of stores, their laughter echoing through the alleyways as they tried on ridiculous outfits and poked fun at each other's choices.
Machi found a pair of gloves that she claimed would perfectly complement her Nen abilities, while Y/N's eyes widened at the sight of a sleek, black jumpsuit that seemed tailor-made for her new identity.
Pakunoda, ever the fashionista, held up a garish hat with a wide brim. "What do you think?" she asked, her cheeky grin lighting up her face.
Machi giggled, her eyes glinting with mischief. "It's definitely…something," she said, holding it atop Y/N's head. "But maybe not for a Phantom Thief."
Pakunoda pouted playfully, snatching the hat away. "Fine, more for me then," she said, plopping it onto her own head and striking a pose. The three of them burst into laughter, the tension of their usual missions temporarily forgotten.
Meanwhile, the boys had taken a more laid-back approach. Uvogin, Feitan, and Phinks lounged in a nearby café, sipping coffee and watching the world go by.
Hisoka, ever the flamboyant one, had insisted on tagging along, his eyes scanning the crowd for potential…companions. More so children. "So, what do you think of our newest recruit?" Feitan asked, his tone casual as he stirred his drink.
Uvogin's gaze drifted to the memory of their stolen kiss, his expression unreadable. "She's got potential," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But she's still got a lot to learn."
“I think she’s a great woman, one id love to battle once more. Yet she holds not a candle to my Illumi~” Hisoka interjected. “What do you mean once more?” They asked the clown.
“we fought once, she took my precious Gon~ Away from me.” He pouted a bit. “Although I do say, it was quite ravishing.” “Why didn’t you say anything about this sooner hispka?” “It wasn’t in my best interes~” his face distorted into a lustful smile.
———
The shopping spree continued, with the girls trying on everything from flashy jewelry to tight leather pants. They giggled and whispered conspiratorially, sharing stories of their past heists and the thrills of outsmarting their marks. Y/N felt a strange sense of belonging, as if she had finally found her tribe.
"So, Phantom Thief," Machi began, holding up a pair of fingerless gloves that were adorned with silver studs, "What's your specialty?"
“I’m a jack of all trades, but my best specialty would be my hand to hand combat. I possess the ability to deduce one’s pressure points. But it doesn’t work on people as advanced as you bunch.” She laughed at her words.
Machi's eyes widened in admiration. "Wow, you're like a real-life cat burglar," she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. "Maybe you could teach me a few tricks."
Pakunoda leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "Yeah, I've always wanted to learn how to manipulate pressure points! Mind reading is only as far as anything goes.” she said, her eyes shining with excitement. "Imagine the kind of mischief we could get into!"
The three of them shared a knowing smile, the kind that spoke of shared secrets and future escapades. They left the store, their arms laden with bags filled with their new treasures. The city lights reflected off the various weapons and gadgets they had managed to 'acquire' along the way.
It was a strange juxtaposition—the laughter and camaraderie of friends on a shopping trip, all while planning their next heist.
As they meandered through the crowded streets, the girls couldn't resist the allure of a street performer's sleight of hand. Y/N watched, her eyes narrowed as she tried to discern his secrets. "Amateurs," she murmured under her breath, earning a smack on the arm from Machi.
But amidst the chuckles and gasps of the crowd, she heard a familiar voice, one that sent a jolt of recognition through her. "Yo, that's the thief from Yorknew!" It was Gon, his youthful exclamation cutting through the din.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she turned to see the young boy, now older and more seasoned, standing alongside his friends—Killua, Leorio, and the stoic Kurapika. Her eyes widened, and she took a step back, her hand instinctively reaching for her pocket where she kept her lockpicks. Had they come to apprehend her? Or were they just here by coincidence?
Gon's eyes lit up with excitement as he rushed over, his friends following closely behind. "It's really you!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with the same enthusiasm she remembered. "Wow y/n , You're even more amazing than I thought!"
Y/N's hand froze over her pocket, her heart racing. She had hoped to avoid this confrontation, but it seemed fate had other plans. "Hi, guys," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "Long time no see."
Gon's grin was as wide as she remembered it, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "We never got a chance to thank you for what you did back in Yorknew," he said, his eyes searching hers. "You saved us from that crazy guy—Hisoka!"
Y/N felt a twinge of anxiety. How much did they know? Did they recognize her as the thief she had been that night? She forced a casual smile. "It was nothing," she said, her heart hammering in her chest. "Just a little…adventure."
Killua's eyes narrowed, his sharp instincts picking up on the tension. "You're not in trouble, are you?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
Y/N swallowed hard, her mind racing. "No, no trouble at all," she said, her smile forced. "Just out for a little…shopping spree."
Leorio eyed the bags in their hands, his gaze shrewd. "Looks like you're going all out," he said, a hint of suspicion in his voice.
Y/N forced a laugh, her heart racing. "Just living life to the fullest," she said, trying to keep her cool.
But Kurapika's gaze was unyielding, his scarlet eyes piercing through the facade. "Is that so?" he said, his tone measured. "You seem to have changed a bit since we last met."
Y/N felt the weight of his scrutiny, her heart pounding in her chest. She had hoped to keep her past life a secret from them, but it seemed fate had other plans. "You guys have changed too," she said, trying to deflect. "You're all so…grown up."
Gon's grin didn't falter. "Thanks," he said, puffing out his chest. "We've had our fair share of adventures."
Leorio leaned in, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. "So, what brings you to the city?" he asked, his gaze flicking to the bags they held.
Y/N's mind raced. She couldn't tell them the truth—not about the Phantom Troupe, not about her new life as a member of the notorious group. "Just passing through," she said, her voice a tad too bright. "You know how it is with the life of a thief."
Killua's gaze sharpened, his instincts on high alert. "Y/n, you’re not in trouble with any hunters, are you?" he asked, his eyes darting around the area as if searching for signs of pursuit.
Y/N's pulse quickened, her mind racing for a plausible lie. "No, nothing like that," she assured him, her voice steady despite the rising panic. "I've just been…keeping busy."
Before she could say more, Uvogin's formidable presence appeared beside them, his eyes scanning the group with a hint of suspicion. "Looks like you've made some friends," he said, his voice a low rumble.
Y/N's heart sank. She had hoped to avoid this. "Guys, this is Uvogin," she said, her voice tight. "He's…an old acquaintance."
Gon's eyes widened with recognition. "Oh, you're with the Phantom Troupe!" he exclaimed, his excitement unabated. "That's so cool! Me and killua have already met them!!”
Y/N shot Uvogin a panicked look, but his expression remained unfazed. He simply nodded in greeting to the group of hunters. "We've got to get going," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "The city has more than enough to keep us busy."
Gon and his friends looked at each other, a mix of excitement and wariness crossing their faces. "Ah, right," Gon said, his smile faltering slightly. "We've got some exploring to do too."
Leorio stepped forward, his gaze still locked on the Phantom Troupe members. "It's been great seeing you again," he said, his voice a tad forced. "But we should let you get back to your…shopping."
Y/N nodded, her smile tight. "Yeah, we've got a lot to do," she agreed, hoping they would take the hint.
Machi and Pakunoda stepped in, sensing the tension. "Come on, Phantom Thief," Machi said, tugging at her arm. "We've got to get back before the boss starts to worry."
Their eyes met, and Y/N knew she had to play along. She took a deep breath and nodded, turning back to Gon and his friends. "It was great seeing you all," she said, her voice genuine despite the fear bubbling inside her. "But we really should get going."
Gon looked crestfallen, but he nodded. "Yeah, we've got a lot to do," he said, his eyes still sparkling with excitement. "Maybe we'll run into each other again."
She hoped they wouldn’t. For kurapikas scarlet eyes had awoken in that ver moment, if anything they both could’ve been killed on the spot. If she ran into him again, or with another phantom troupe member they’d be fucked.
It really was a mess, but at least of all people, she had Uvogin.