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Happy Birthday Nobunaga !💞

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wait,this seems very true! his nen ability is the most blatant instance of this in the sense that it’s technically revenge but always overblown,which makes sense too since you don’t need to do anything big to get on Feitan’s bad side, he just needs an excuse

Even if the person isn’t a threat or the info they have isn’t even all that necessary, if you piss him off he has no mercy (like when Gon got on his nerves)

but I think he doesn’t always take things personally, most of the time it’s just his job and the guy he mentioned during the scene on the balloon was someone who was in the wrong time and place and didn’t actually do much to deserve his fate, therefor making Feitan feel “sorry” (even tho I still see this as a sort of brag where he’s like boasting about his skills)

Hunter x Hunter: Feitan's weird commentaries

i had another thought that struck at the asscrack of midnight and kept me up for like half an hour

we know that feitan has feelings attached to his art as a torturer. great way to start a rant but hear me out. in yorknew we see his sympathetic and his sadistic side within the span of a few episodes.

in the raid on the vault, when the troupe is making their getaway, Feitan says he "feels most sorry" for the guy he tortured for information.

but, not like 3 episodes later, he's complaining that owl folded too fast, therefore no fun to torture.

that's two very different reactions. but we assume he's being genuine in both situations.

at first we're like "ah he's edgy just to be edgy."

and then we realize "oh, no he's actually kinda fucked up."

its the most obvious answer but an important facet to feitan's character:

he doesnt enjoy hurting people unless they struck first.

it makes so much sense but it never occurred to me that this philosophy applied to feitan's entire character, not just his nen ability.

fascinating.

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Yeah.

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I imagine one day Kalluto was just chilling with the troupe and they got to talking about Hisoka and Kalluto was just casually like,

“Oh yeah, he’s married to my older brother.”

And the rest of the troupe members were just horrified because both Hisoka and Illumi are strange and they don’t even want to know what that relationship consists of. But they were even more horrified to learn that Chrollo was the one who officiated their marriage and was just payed not to tell.

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Hello guys, I want to get artist verification on VGen!! I would really appreciate it if you could help me reach 100 likes and five different comments! So I can get a #VGenCode

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Bad dreams

Chrollo shouldn’t have fallen asleep during practice,then nothing would have happened

The rest has no idea how much they missed out (thankfully)

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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO How heartless can you be to create something like this??

THIS HIT ME HARDER THAN UVOS PUNCHES WOULD

THE FLASHBACK OMG

“from here to here” 🥹😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

3rd of September : a requiem for Uvogin

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such a shame he never got to develop his punch this far

it would’ve been epic to see

1st of September : The complexity of Uvogin's ability is something worthy of debate

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As fate would surely have it, for those who upset the balance, hope was useless to have.

He knows he’ll have no choice but to only wear his face alone one day.

Sometimes, unfortunate images of himself flood Chrollo: his limbs are mangled and blood blooms beneath him, as he fatally muses on what he could have been—not so much what he is, and soon was.

In those images, his hangman’s eyes used to appear dull and old. Anyone could have fit. And he hated not knowing. What you don’t know when you choose a lawless life of blood and lies is how easily the same mind that fed you ideas of ruin is prone to fatal failures of imagination.

Nowadays, the eyes upon him are wise and young and crazed all at once, flickering like spinning reels between two bright colors.

Chrollo is jealous of the life and sickening hatred in them. They don’t need to know what they are, they simply were. Of him, there would be nothing for them to take and claim.

He killed and took to become. He isn’t much, once dead.

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so we are starting the month off with angst. Prime angst 🥀🥹

2nd of September : Reunion × in × Death — a chance to rekindle

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yorknew

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Idk... Ophelia - John Everett Millais

Chrollo version...

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𝔚𝔥𝔬 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔬 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔪 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲,ℭ𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬?

Reunion

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Illumi likes to be left alone lmao🧍‍♀️

For anyone who's interested in answering: what's your favorite chip flavor?

sorry this one took so long to answer. i had a good idea XD

this goes along to the tune of the "nani ga suki?" song. i thought it was funny

of the four participants, we have:

Shalnark: Hot and Spicy flavor

Paku: White cheese/cheddar

Hisoka: Shrimp

Illumi: whatever "get out" flavor is

featuring Peroyin. our field correspondant

[author's notes and really shitty japanese]

this one was really fun :D thank you for submitting it!

sorry again that it took so long. we just had another heatwave and I had to peel myself off of my floor to finish this before the week is out ;-;

i also got lazy with shading later down the line but i think it turned out cute.

more people to ask :D feel free to send peroyin on another adventure!

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am I in the wrong church or is everyone else just late?

im out here in yorknew city.

where yall at

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Their third birthday with bills up their sleeves and silent stomachs.

The phantoms had grown good at making things disappear. At making life disappear—in some safe they buried and would never go back to, as if their ultimate goal was to scorn the world as much as savor all its pleasures and not allow them to ever run out.

It was never the point to make the world theirs. No. What would be the fun in that? Wouldn’t it be so lonely if there was no one left to kiss their shadows yesterday, and be the screamless stones beneath their soles tomorrow?

The world’s way too big for twelve legs and a head.