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Same anon who asked for dere headcanons for Kurapika. While I like the post you made, I was actually asking about what dere types found on the dere types wiki that the other Tumblr user posted a link to on their ask from several months ago.

I’m sorry I’m so confused😭😭

Not really a request but, have you seen the movie “Click” with Adam Sandler?

no i’m sorry i have not

How do you think the Spiders would react to Diavolo (the main antagonist of Jojo Part 5 and the boss of Passione)?

chrollo-

“oh his skills are quite in impressive I might just have to steal it..”

phinks-

“holy shit this guy as strong as hell and I can’t even understand what’s going on right now”

feitan-

“idiots…who allowed HIM to be the mafia boss out of all people…he..can barely do his job as it is. We operate, much better.”

Nobunaga-

“would my ability even stand a chance against this guy..? I can sense a power difference definitely but, is it possible?”

Franklin-

“now who the hell allowed this guy to get into such a mess Clearly, the mafia boss doesn’t know how to cover his own steps very well I think we should take over..*

uvogin-

“Oh wow what the hell is even going on I don’t get anything. Can someone please explain what’s going on Geez, this guy looks like he’s going through a lot.”

shalnark-

“hey you guys this guy over here looks interesting. Do you think he would be useful to me if I’m manipulated him? I’m going to give it a try okay?”

hisoka-

“he’s not even worthy of watching..he foolish and trash complete and total rubbish gon has much more potential than he will ever have I need to stick to my main targets and stop looking for other back ups”

That’s it for today everybody I hope everybody enjoyed I’m going to be making posts very slowly, so expect that.

I will see everybody in the next post bye now!

you know you guys can stop requesting now i dont want anybody getting their hopes up or wasting their time because i've lost all motivation for writing and i honestly hate it now I don't see a passion in it anymore  you're much better off requesting with somebody else that might actually do them

Sorry if this sounds rude I just don't want anybody wasting their time 

ew guys i'm still alive🤧

Anyways!! I'm active. I just don't write anymore i still text thoooo🤍

my cat just died in my arms at 3:59AM...i miss him so much. he wasn't even that old he was only 7 years old..💔🐈‍⬛

I'm so sorry for your loss 💔🫂 take care and allow yourself the time to grieve

thank you so much❤️ I appreciate you, that means a lot to me i've had a horrible summer haha and my cat dying right at the end just makes it the worse summer in history for me😅 

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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.

#PhinksMagcub song list entry No.1- and counting, at your disposal~ 😉 "Kill V. Maim" by one of my favourite artists, Grimes:

You can't tell me that isn't a Phinks song right dere. I can see him streaming in the melody, and the lyrics (originally about an Italian gangster) fit him undisputedly! 😊💚💕💕💕

Ahh, but do we feel it well~ 🥰💕✨

I'm just gonna leave this picturesque Phinks riiiight here...

“As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.”

— Charles Baudelaire

Gorgeous graces. @raisinripe has done it again..! Phinks has a fabulous costume. 🥰💚🖤💝✨✨ Kawaii and representative. 🌠✨✨

belatedly, but happy halloween to everyone!!!! 🎃👻🍬🦇💀🧡

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

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

——————

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.” .

.

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”

—

“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

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”