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yall do NOT fw razor the way i do. (⚠️ slight spoiler warning??) his whole dodgeball game was fucking immaculate and SPECTACULAR like how hisoka, gon, n killua all teamed up ?????? gons perseverance?????? guys i love razor and that goddamn dodgeball game YALL DK RAZOR LIKE I DO😭😭😭

Hooray, I've finally found time to finish the thing I started in like September, jeez, I'm so satisfied honestly, this looks even better then I expected♦️

Would Feitan Ever Leave The Troupe?

Overall I think no, but there are always exceptions aren’t there? I think there would be two he definitely would though.

1. If his partner got murdered or he had to murder them (more likely because of the latter). Depending on how it goes down he would stop altogether or go on a more reckless killing spree.

2. Something breaks him. This is what I think it would be (set a few years after the current arc)

Imagine Feitan has a little girl. Cute, quiet, innocent with big eyes. The perfect mix between his s/o and him. Every time he looks at her he feels undeserving to be her parent. He tries to avoid her at times because of the way she always seems to want him. Want his approval, to babble nonsense and talk about how to get away with murder (I mean common, it’s his daughter 😂). She looks at him like he’s her hero but he's a monster. He knows this. She knows what he is. Who he is. Yet that has never changed her opinion if anything making her more fascinated with him. (He’d probably think something along the lines of ‘Just like her mother, terrible taste in people’)

It would be a random mission. It's not supposed to be anything big. They just needed information. Phinks already has them in the room they think Feitan would prefer. He never knows who he has to torture on missions like this. However, when Feitan walked in he didn't expect this. A little girl his daughter's age, same mannerism, same bright eyes, similar appearance. Similar everything. It was as if she was copied and placed in his torture chambers. It was unnerving.

He tried. He truly did. It never bothered him before. Age, gender, power, etc. He hadn't cared before. He could do it all without a second hesitation. He could feel the frustration seeping in. The little girl was insightful, she told him she was dying and her father was a bad man who hurt people too. She smiled sweetly up at him reassuring him she didn’t hate him, that she understood why he had to do this. She always knew this would happen—it wasn’t a big deal.

At that moment Feitan could feel the crack. He recognized this in his daughter too. Her ability to smile through it all. Knowing who he was and that if anyone found out about their ties she would most likely be tortured and murdered in the worst ways. Yet her refusal to hate him, to still want to be around him, running up to him every time he went home asking what he brought her this time while begging him to play swords with her (‘little brat thinks she’s owed a good life ’). Too curious for her good and not afraid to ask him anything, to run to him for protection and safety. That he was home to not just his s/o but his child that couldn’t defend herself just yet but sure as hell had the spitfire to get there.

The way the little girl told him exactly what he wanted to know on the promise he’d read her favorite book to his daughter. That he’d play her favorite game with her and let her die with “Mr. snuggles” ( an ugly little yellow bear) in her arms. Honestly, he’s not positive what broke. Maybe it was his heart. Maybe his inhumanity.

Either way, Feitan wasn’t the same. Maybe he messed up and let her go. Maybe he killed her. It honestly doesn’t matter. Feitan would never be the same. He would never find the same joy once held in torture and killing as he once did. Something just dissatisfied him and made him uninterested in it. He couldn’t put his finger on the exact emotion but he couldn’t do this anymore.

He saw his daughter in his chair, life in his hands and he broke. He flatly laughed, how ridiculous is this twist of fate. From having nothing to having something he never wanted to be taken away in the ways he’s taken so many.

He didn’t have the heart for it anymore, he knew he couldn’t do this job anymore. One little misstep would cause the others their lives and he wasn’t willing to do a job he knew he wasn’t suited for. It was always a tell. One misstep would lead to another one and another, skills slipping, mistakes left and right, tracks left undone, a mess that would only lead to death (the troupe, his s/o, his daughter, maybe all). He hated messy. He hated not doing something right. He hated that in less than a day his whole ideology had fallen apart. Yet that was the path he was forced to face.

Wordlessly he walked back to the spiders.

“Quite”. Was the only word he said dropping his knives in front of Chrollo.

Chrollo confused accepted his resignation without question. An understanding smile creeped on his lips. The others were pissed. Hurt. Confused. Yelling profanities and threats ensued. Spiders demanding an explanation they’d never get.

He turned around walking out. “Where will you go!” Phinks yelled, slamming a fist into the wall.

Stopping slightly Feitan looked back and for once the troupe could see a hint of a smile. A true genuine smile, “home.”

That was the last time they saw Feitan.

Feitan would never be the same but maybe, just maybe, he was ok with that.

Them!

I won't apologize for Illumi in an elegant dress. it suits him!

hi hello since tiktok & instagram do not do my wallpaper quality any justice i will also be posting them here

here are half of the hxh ones

I've started reading "The Blood Runs Stale" by @notantherwritingblog and one thing that absolutely stuck with me was the image of Hisoka with a pink gel roller :')))

Anyway, enjoy some... Casual Hisoka? His normal hair is so hard to draw so yeah, I'm just straight up lazy :'D

Hisoka, but make him wear Harley Quinn's clothes 👁️👄👁️✨ honestly, I'm obsessed with him (also, it's just a sketch so pls don't mind me being messy 😭)