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the angel holds up a phone, ever so shyly she smiles, digits tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, ` it dropped from your pocket earlier... i thought i’d better return it. ‘ a quiet giggle, ` do you have a zip pocket? i’m sure it’ll be safer in one of those. i’d imagine there are important things on here. ‘
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killuzoldick replied to your post:killuzoldick replied to your post:Shamelessly...
I MADE A POST LIKE TWO DAYS AGO… abt how good hxh/jjba crossover rps would be oomg but tbh killua’s stand would probably be named Evanescence
TBH it works so well... and that honestly sounds really cool rip
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@killuzoldick
[ ♤ ] A look at the boy and he could tell he was still evolving. And how promising his powers were. Of course, not as promising as Gon, but in need, he would do. But right now, the boy seemed to be in need of some teasing.
“We’re off in a hurry, aren’t we? ♣ ”
#This rampant chaos your reality ~ ic#killuzoldick#v;perpetual search#[sorry if it is lame]#[but hope this works]#[tell me if you want me to change anything]
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@killuzoldick
“Yes. I did.”
Quit, he means.
There are few things in this world Kalluto craves, wants so desperately that he can feel the ache in his chest sometimes when he sees that others already have it. Few things would drive him to leave the one place he feels accepted, genuinely welcomed, loved -- in perhaps a strange, sick way. Only something this special would bring him to his sister’s side.
“I am no longer with the Phantom Troupe.”
Carefully worded; he’s not with them now.
Kalluto remembers his brother’s offer from before -- leave the Troupe. Come with him and Alluka, instead. He so desperately wants to. Although he loves Killua dearly, craves his affection, he doesn’t know that leaving the Troupe will be worth it if Alluka is there. He just wants to see what it’ll be like before he makes a final choice.
If Killua finds out he’s lying, he can go back to the Troupe. But he doesn’t know that sacrificing what fragile relationship he has with his brother is worth the trouble.
#killuzoldick#(( a short starter i said ))#(( kalluto quit the troupe for you are you haPPY now ))#(( he's lying but yo uknOW ))#『Verse』: undetermined
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-whispers- pineapple boy

“I HATE IT!”
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Killua Zoldyck
7/07/xxxx
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Darkness clouded the once pure mind.
Dreams shattered and hearts broken.
All is hopeless,
everything is lost.
A could cloud memory brings you the key.
Take it from the kingdom
and let their monster be free.
It is the only way to revive that shaded light.
Take it a distant land.
Live free but know they still watch.
Silently like a serpent.
They wait to strike.
Never free from their eyes,
they take you away to the kingdom.
Don not fall for their flowers,
They’re coated with lies.
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@killuzoldick liked for a starter!

He was never one to ask for directions. He’d rather be on his deathbed than talk to some random kid on the street. But he had to, Ging had been walking in circles for three hours straigh,t and it was time to put his hunter pride away and get the hell out of here.
“ O-Oi, Where the hell is the exit to this city? I don’t have time to be walking through a maze. ”
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killuzoldick replied to your post:Shamelessly works on a jjba verse…
GOOD
show me the power of your stand, brother ◐w◐
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killuzoldick said: i still can’t believe ur going to wear that outfit holy sHIT
gonprohunter said: Ooooh that outfit is the BEST.
Originally posted by caterpie
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[ killuzoldick liked your post for a starter ]
“Why did you break my arrow? It wasn’t like it was going to hit you.”
#killuzoldick#;starter#(( Pokkle shoots at Killua just for shits and giggles and Killua is like bitch no ))#(( sorry is this okay -- ))
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-smooch- I-It was a dare, okay. . . ?
Gon hadn’t expected Killua to suddenly lean towards his face and kiss him, but he certainly wasn’t repulsed nor did he move away when it happened. Instead the hunter kept still and allowed the kiss, blinking at Killua with mild confusion as the feeling still lingered on his lips when Killua pulled away. Why had he done that?
“A dare?” He asked, cocking his head to one side slightly before his expression broke out into a grin. “Oh! Oh! Are you playing dare games Killua? Can I play?”
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✉!
28!
[text] How’s the date?
Melody had heard that Killua just happened to be going out with a certain someone. Being a tad protective, the hunter wanted to know how things were going and if everything was alright.
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Send me a ツ to see a tweet my muse would post/make about yours
#Meme Reply;#Killuzoldick#i was laughing for like 5 minutes about all of my options but i chose this one idk
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Your Mama Is A Ten Year Old (Starter for Killuzoldick)
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Kikyo watched the rich looking kid, snacking on his chocolate. The ten year old had been prowling around town, looking for easy pockets to steal from. She could tell that this boy was somebody who’d gets a daily allowance of at least two thousand, or maybe even three thousand jenny a week. With that much money she could buy herself one meal per day throughout the week. It was never a good idea to steal every day. People would get suspicious or you were more likely to get recognized and caught by a policeman on patrol. Kikyo really hoped the boy had enough money on him to keep her fed this week. She really hated stealing.
She follows the boy into a crowd of people. She sneaks up silently, her feet soft when making contact with the ground. She began to imagine that she was a non-existent. No one could see her, hear her or even feel her. She was a ghost, floating within the crowd. When she was close enough to the boy she reaches forward to pick his pocket.
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