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HxH Random Headcanon Time

Hanzo is definitely a brat tamer, you can't convince me otherwise.

(Edit: I found a really funny screenshot of him so I'm using this instead👌 Also why tf is there only one gif of Hanzo from the anime?? Tf?)

Imagine your favorite hxh characters to write for cuddling with their s/o for the first time 🥺

Ooh yay! My favorite characters!

-Cheetu is very physically affectionate, I doubt it'd take long for y'all to start cuddling together

-You're both probably chilling and you just sort of end up cuddling

-He's comfier than whatever wall or tree you're leaning on and he'll take any affection he can get

-I actually picture it being embarrassing for him at first

-You laying against him and cuddling is gonna make him so damn happy he will immediately start purring

-It's not the quiet kind either. Ever heard a cheetah purr? Loud as hell. And it's not slow, it's like a motor

-You think it's adorable and start teasing him

-He's shockingly very flustered

-You have to reassure him it's fine and you like it

-You cuddle him again and he keeps purring this time

-He's a lot more physically affectionate afterward

-He will squeeze you a lot, he's very happy you're there and just wants to give you all his love

-He'll often have his arm around you but he isn't going to initiate cuddles first

-If you start cuddling him he's really nonchalant

-You might hear him chuckle but apart from that he'll just pull you closer and relax

-Don't get him wrong, he loves that you're cuddling him, but he's just really chill about it

-Might actually play with your hair or pat your head

-He's really great to cuddle though, he's big and warm and fluffy, perfect!

-Even after he'll usually let you initiate cuddles if he's had a bad day though he might initiate

-If you want cuddles but he can't at the moment he'll pat your head and promise them later

-Oh boy, you thought Cheetu was flustered, this guy just malfunctions

-He is absolutely tomato red

-Probably speechless for a second

-Once he's functioning again he'll just slowly wrap his arms and tail around you

-He's got a big happy smile

-He's screaming internally and he's so excited

-He'll eventually calm down and he feel like he can relax with you

-Conversation might be awkward at first but he just ends up giving you a lot of compliments

A-Was probably by accident, I bet it was like the middle of the hunter exam where they're collecting badges

-Y'all teamed up since you'd already made friends and all that before the exam

-It's the middle of the night, you're exhausted so you end up falling asleep sitting next to him

-He can stay awake much longer since he's a ninja so he's kind of keeping watch

-Aaaand your head falls on his shoulder

-He will whip his head around so fast, he thinks your an enemy but when he sees it's you he doesn't know what to do

-He just kind of sits there with a nosebleed and internally fist pumping

-Heaven forbid you hug his arm or side in your sleep, his soul might just leave his body

-Most likely he just sits there enjoying it and trying not to wake you up til morning

-If you're especially adorable and make cute noises in your sleep or if you straight up start full-on cuddling him he might kiss the top of your head

No one asked but my man is underrated as hell!

Hxh Hanzo Nsfw Alphabet

A=Aftercare

VERY good at aftercare, especially after any bdsm related stuff. He's usually very calm and happy and he'll give you so much praise on how well you did. Whatever aftercare entails for you he's more than happy to provide. If aftercare for you is spending time alone he understands. He does love cuddles and physical affection though, so before you do your thing he'll probably give you a big hug and kiss. His ideal aftercare is being comfy together and just talking and giving praises.

B=Bodypart

On himself, he probably likes his face or arms. I don't peg him as the type to have a favorite body part, he isn't insecure about his body but he's also pretty indifferent about it. He just wants to be in shape to do his job and be healthy.

On you would be your breasts and or your arms. He loves your arms regardless of your gender. He loves the idea of an s/o who's seemingly unintimidating or shorter than him, but still has strong arms that could kick ass. He finds that really hot. If you have breasts especially if they're tig ol bitties he loves em. He'd love them at any size but big breasts are his favorite. Would most definitely ask you for breast pics.

C=Cum

Probably in the 1% of guys that can use the pull out method and get it right everytime. Prefers to cum inside you but if you prefer not then he'll pull out and cum on your belly. He'll help you clean any off as part of aftercare.

Nothing unusual about his cum in consistency or amount, but it actually tastes good. He eats really healthy for the most part so it actually tastes kind of sweet. If you chose to spit and not swallow or redirect he doesn't mind. If you tell him he tastes good though he'll be a bit flustered. And if you miss him with some of his cum still in your mouth so he can taste it, he'll be very flustered.

D=Dirty Secret

Honestly his dirty secret is probably that he's good at shibari. It's really fun and he's definitely a brat tamer, so the idea of having you immobilized, suspended or at his mercy is hot.

E=Experience

Utterly none. He was training his whole life. Had no time for woohooing and probably never met anyone he was interested in. As awkward as he may be when y'all finally have sex, he more than makes up for it with his knowledge. May not quite have the experience but he's read a lot on it, and he knows his anatomy. In other words he knows where the fucking clit is.

He's also very good about you giving any feedback. He doesn't get his ego hurt when you ask him to do something this other way.

F=Favorite Position

Missionary and Mating Press. He's totally open to other positions but those are his go to. He feels closest to you with those. Being able to look at each other in the eyes and all that is very important to him.

G=Goofy

Definently more serious, than goofy during sex. But awkwardness happens and funny things happen, he probably gets flustered or laughs a little, but he's great at transitioning back to serious and getting you both right back in the mood.

If you're doing any bdsm though or any scenes or he's being a brat tamer he's a lot more comfortable being goofy and gets less flustered. Actually he's more smug instead.

H=Hair

Probably none.

I=Intimacy

Usually very romantic. Not like rose petals or anything, but like, he's truly in love with you in that moment and he's giving you all that love.

J=Jack Off

Probably doesn't do it very often. Doesn't really have the time. He'd really rather be having sex with you.

K=Kink

Dom and Sub stuff. He's a brat tamer and he loves that whole Dom and Dub lifestyle.

Breeding Kink. Not ready for kids and you probably aren't either so y'all probably use contraception, but his breeding kink is why he prefers to cum inside you. Once y'all get to the point where you're ready for kids, he really goes ham with the breeding kink.

Shibari. Really wants to use it on you, he thinks you'd look so hot. Plus you being kind of immobilized is hot to him.

L=Location

The bedroom. Also most countertops.

M=Motivation

His s/o being feisty or hotheaded. Remember that scene where Menchi screamed her head off at him? He enjoyed that so much. Aside from that, if you have boobs, he likes when they jiggle or bounce a lot. Also, you being submissive at all to him.

N=No

Pegging. He's willing to do anal on you but just doesn't feel comfortable receiving it.

O=Oral

He loves receiving oral, but he also likes giving you oral. The first time he did he was probably a little flustered or awkward, but after realizing how much you enjoy it and how much he makes you squirm, he started to feel a lot more confident about giving you oral. He gets very smug when he's giving you oral.

P=Pace

Depends on the mood. If he's bending you over the kitchen counter, he's probably going rough, same goes for if you're being a very bratty sub. If it's more of a romantic mood, he's more slow and sensual. He can go probably as fast or hard as you want.

Q=Quickie

He'd rather be able to take his time with you but if need be, for instance, you're being bratty or something, then he'd be fine with a quickie.

R=Risk

Risk as in trying new things, he's totally all for. Especially if you're the one to bring it up. Meanwhile risk as in contraception, all depends on you. He's totally fine using condoms or pulling out. But if you'd rather not use contraception, he's totally fine with that. I do see him wanting to share medical info like about STI's or getting tested though. Aside from that, he'll probably be more into his breeding kink if you don't wanna use contraceptives.

S=Stamina

He has a lot of stamina, probably a lot more than you. That makes it so he can overstimulate you really easily, especially if you've been a brat. Honestly, as much as I see him as maybe spanking you or being a bit sadistic with punishments, I also see him as going full pleasure dom if pain-related stuff doesn't work.

T=Toys

He doesn't own any or use any on himself. I see him being cool with you owning any, and using them on you. Might be a little surprised if he didn't know you had any before, but he gets over it.

U=Unfair

Depends again. If you've been bratty or you're getting a punishment he'll tease the hell out of you. That is if he's not going full pleasure dom. If the mood is more romantic or emotional in some way, he won't tease you at all. If you've been good, he might start to tease you like once or twice but he won't full-on tease you since you've been good.

V=Volume

Apart from communication and dirty talk, when y'all first start having sex he's pretty quiet, you might hear some quiet grunts but that's it. Turns out he thought he should be quiet because it would be hot or manly or something. But then you tell him that you actually think guys moaning and all that is hot. He starts moaning and all that a lot more with you after that. His moans are kind of loud sometimes.

W=Wild Card

He has a fantasy about doing mirror sex with you.

X=X-Ray

He's like 6 1/2 or 7 inches. Slightly above average girth. I don't know why but I get the feeling he has slightly larger balls than the average Joe. No idea why. He's also very clean.

Y=Yearning

His sex drive is kind of high, you'd never guess it though.

Z=ZzZ

Unless aftercare that day is just sleeping, he does aftercare with you before going to sleep. He won't wanna sleep until you're safe in his arms. If he's been on a mission for a while though and he's exhausted he might konk out right after. He'll feel kind of bad about it, but it doesn't happen very often.

HxH Random Headcanon Time

I think the reason Hanzo is so talkative and goes on and on is because of how he was raised. His whole life he went through insane training to get to where he is today. I doubt he was allowed to be so friendly and chatty with his peers. That and he probably never felt comfortable/safe around them, again because of the training.

So, when he left to get his hunter's license and there's finally all these new people, he finally feels like he can be social. He goes on and on 1 because he's an extroverted guy, and 2 because he never got to be chatty. So, he doesn't know when his talking gets to be too much.

HxH Random Headcanon Time!

Can we just acknowledge how tall Hanzo is? He's a bit taller than Hisoka, so about 6'3 at least. But something I've noticed since I've been nonstop rewatching the episodes he's in is how he talks to people shorter than him.

He literally crouches down to eye level with the person, and we see him doing this at least 3 times.

He's taller than these guys, and we can see 1, that he's kind of hunched over, but he's also got his knees bent, all so he can make eye contact with them.

Here he is doing it again, knees bent and hunched over, but he's actually crouched down a little too far this time, he isn't eye level, but he can make eye contact with the person.

And here he is doing the same with Tonpa.

I don't think he's doing it to be a dick. I think he's doing it because eye contact is very important to him, and maybe not to intimidate people. Because he is very friendly and social, he only gets intimidating when Tonpa offers him the can of juice. I think if he hadn't done that, Hanzo would have continued trying not to be intimidating.

can u do some headcanons on how hanzo would treat his trans boyfriend if they had some gender dysphoria :} ?

Absolutely! I don't know a lot about what gender dysphoria is like because I haven't had a lot of experience with it but I will do my best!

-Honestly, he's probably the one to bring it up first

-He doesn't know what's wrong but he can tell something is

-He's going to cut to the chase and ask what's wrong

-And given he's a master of torture he will know if you're making up some excuse not to talk about what's really going on

-When you do tell him what's wrong and how you're feeling very dysphoric he'll try to verbally comfort you

-He will end up talking a lot but the things he says are very comforting

-He'll listen to you talk about how you've been feeling lately and ask a few questions about it

-If there's anything he thinks he can do to help he'll sure try

-He'll give you hugs and cuddles to try and make you feel better

-Might take you on a date later just to try and help you get your mind off it, maybe a movie

-If you don't feel like being out and about you two can always watch or do something at home

So I was looking through images of Hanzo and I found this gem😂

This is when Gon is healed and he's running to Leorio. Hanzo's just like, "this is weird." But also the sass, cause in the next scene with him he's doing this:

And freaking WAVING🤣

I CAN'T 🤣💀

He's like "Hello! It's me!"

HxH Random Thought/Headcanon Time

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of dissociating, torture (I'm talking the freaky renaissance torture stuff) abuse, and trauma

I wanted to talk a little about the fight between Gon and Hanzo. It's really intriguing to me because of how different Hanzo acts during the match, compared to his usual self.

I've gathered that he definitely didn't enjoy any of it and really tried to go easy on Gon. He looked extremely uncomfortable after breaking Gon's arm. And even though Hanzo is a master of torture, he really went easy on him. Throughout the whole match, Gon was beaten up pretty badly by Hanzo and of course, had his arm broken. But every time Hanzo would punch or kick Gon, he would only do it once and pause before punching or kicking him again. He gave him chance and chance again to give up.

And even when he tried reasoning with Gon, it was never demeaning or insulting. It was reasoning. And when he tried to reason with him again when he was doing the handstand thing, what he told him was, "At this point in time, you have no hope of defeating me." He said, "At this point in time." Not "Never," or anything the like. He could very well have caused Gon to need amputation of his arm or legs if he wanted by breaking his bones badly enough in several places so that they would be past repair. But he never did. In fact, when he did break Gon's arm it was a "clean break," and "easily set." Satotz even told Gon that his arm would be even stronger once it healed.

But something I noticed and have been thinking about is that maybe Hanzo was trying to dissociate during the match. When Gon and Hanzo first enter the match and are just walking to the center of the room, we see Gon looking at Hanzo and keeping an eye on his opponent. But when we look at Hanzo, we get a clear shot of him staring off at nothing. He looks like he's zoning out.

Now, I doubt that if he was dissociated that it was during the whole match if at all. Some sources have said that people are unable to talk while dissociated while others have claimed they are able to. But I think he would likely have been doing this out of habit and as a trauma response. And it would make total sense for him to do this. He is literally a ninja. I know it gets brushed off as "Oh haha, the weird ninja guy, is he from Naruto or something?"

But we actually see a glimpse of what Hanzo's training is like and it's brutal.

In the first image, it shows him and others being hung upside down by their feet. It isn't as if they're wearing a harness and just pull themselves back up when they want, their legs are literally bound together with rope or bandage and they're just hanging there. Have you ever tried hanging upside down on the monkey bars as a kid? You know how after a while it's painful and you get dizzy? They likely had to stay like this for a while.

The next image we were shown freaked me out a bit more. While not as extreme, this is very similar to "Quartering." An execution method in which the victim had each limb tied and attached to a horse and then they would have the horse go in opposite directions, ripping them apart. They are doing the same thing to him but with more ropes and people instead of horses. And they did this to him from a very young age. In all of these images (not just the two above), he always portrays the other people as taller or bigger and him being smaller. These are events that happened when he was very young. He claims to have been training from the day he was born (probably impossible) but to him, this might actually be accurate.

He had killed someone by the age of 12. It doesn't seem like a big deal because also in HxH is Killua a 12-year-old ex-assassin. But seriously. Could you imagine being made to do that before you were even 12? That is horrifying, not to mention any other traumas he may have experienced, and from what he shows us, they were awful. But this is where it makes sense that he thinks he's been training from the day he was born. Obviously, training is all he's been doing his whole life, I believe that but he was traumatized, there is no debate, there is no way he could have gone through all that without trauma.

When people are traumatized one of the responses is dissociation. It can be voluntary but also involuntary. With dissociating the person forgets everything that happened. It can protect the person from remembering a traumatic event. It really isn't a stretch to say he likely dissociates intentionally when he does things like torturing. He obviously has some coping methods (be them healthy or not) for when he's in those situations. When explaining why he didn't straight-up torture Gon he says, "I expect when I torture someone, my victim will despise me for the rest of their life. It's more effective and less stressful."

Having to torture someone who doesn't hate him is stressful and he literally admits it himself. He likely wanted to dissociate from the fight because it gave him a lot of emotional distress, but Gon just wouldn't hate him no matter what, hence why maybe he wasn't able to dissociate and became more and more agitated and escalated to threatening dismemberment of his legs. It's not like it was a short escalation, this was over 3 hours of him having to beat up Gon, something causing him a lot of distress, be judged and berated by the people watching who he had wanted to bond with some of them, adding humiliation to the mix, he is unable to dissociate and cope, Gon manages to kick him while his guard is down and cause him more humiliation and now physical pain, and the cherry on top is Hanzo's own impossibly high standards.

We've seen more than once during the exam that Hanzo has very high standards for himself, feeling defeated and like a failure when having to get more badges than he bargained for, and becoming angry with himself for coming in third place at trick tower.

It's really no wonder that he threatened to cut off Gon's legs and had a bit of a tantrum before threatening to just kill him. But keep in mind he never actually did it. And I don't think he actually intended to. I think he wanted to try and scare Gon into finally surrendering, and when Gon brought him back to reality with the reasoning of him being disqualified if he cut his legs off, he became frustrated and overwhelmed. He can't even speak for that moment and doesn't know what to say.

That's why he then threatens to kill Gon as a final attempt to make him back down. But he actually gives it away that he didn't intend to kill Gon at all. When He tries to reason once more and Gon explains that he needs to see his dad and that it's his only chance, Hanzo says, "So, logic had nothing to do with it," to himself. He thought Gon was playing mind games with him too, even more reason that he would become emotionally distressed so easily. But he was threatening Gon with killing him because he thought that it would break through any mind games he was playing and end the match.

But in realizing, it wasn't the case he finally gave up. That's why I just can't see Hanzo as a bad person.

I don't know a ton about dissociation, as I don't experience it and I am not a psychologist. I have done a lot of research on DID, but not dissociation on its own, so I would absolutely love to hear from anyone who experiences it or knows more about it if you want to add more and correct me on something. I tried not to mention anything about dissociation that I didn't fact-check from multiple sources.

Yo have you herd the news, there’s been actually proof that hunter x hunter may be coming back and it looks legit 😄🥳🥰

Yes! I did hear and I'm very excited! Not gonna get my hopes up that it'll be any time soon since creating manga is time consuming as hell, but hopefully it'll come out before the time I'm 50😂

I'm hoping to see more of Hanzo, if he dies istg I will throw my drink at the nearest person. He's my favorite character and I don't wanna see Hanzo my husbando die.😅

While I love the manga and we get to see more of the characters, I would still like to see the succession arc in anime format since it just looks so nice and I want to hear Hanzo's voice more😂

This wasn't requested, I just really wanted to write a comfort thing cause I was feeling down and wanted some love from Hanzo.

Trigger Warnings: angst/crying/comfort/self harm but no blood (scratching/nails digging in skin)

3 hours had gone by. For all of them you'd been tangled in the blankets, curled up on your bed. Tears would periodically stream down your face as your thoughts would go from wandering to spiraling, leaving your cheeks cold where the tears would dry. You felt so scared, angry, worthless, disgusting. You tried so hard not to cry. You hated how you looked when you cried. Hair a mess now, pillow stained by your eyes, you just knew you looked like a wreck. Why did you have to look that way. Why couldn't you be like those people that cried beautifully. Hair neat, a pretty trickle of tears on their cheeks.

Why couldn't you do anything right? It was as though any time you tried life would come and destroy it. And oh how you tried. But dis you? Was it really enough? Or were you only saying it to make excuses like they'd said. You were just lazy. Didn't matter if you worked on it morning til midnight each day. Didn't matter the extra effort you gave. Didn't matter how far you'd come. You're not allowed to stop and look at how far you've come. You're not allowed time for yourself. Always someone needing something. Always someone with something to say.

Critiques, insults, throwing your work back in your face with a sarcastic email to fix it. No it didn't matter you redid it 3 times, each time trying so hard to do better. Kissing ass for it be accepted finally. Only for a pile more of work to be thrown at you.

It didn't matter your new record of perfect. One slip up no matter how small would be the death of you. You hated how they so casually threw your work back in your face. Not caring what it did to your mind. Not caring how it destroyed you. Not caring that you felt like you were drowning, wave after wave crashing over your head with no time to breath.

Most of all you were scared. Not only that everyone would be right. That you'd fail like you'd always done before. But that the one good thing. The one light in you life. The one person you had would leave too. Just thinking about him leaving sent your mind spiralling, your heart throbbing, and a new wave of tears down your face. You dug your nails into your arms, holding yourself in a grip as comforting as knives.

What if you weren't good enough for him? What if he was just putting up with you. Waa planning to leave you? Hated you? Your hand trembled as you bit your fist. Your other hand scratching up and down without stop on your arm. Red lines streaked across your skin, arm burning.

Another larger hand gently grabbed your wrist, pulling it away. You felt the bed sink as Hanzo laid beside you. His other arm going around your waist as he let go of your wrist and tenderly ran his fingers across the raised lines on your arm. His fingers slid from the inner of your lower arm, to your wrist, before interlocking your fingers.

He felt so warm, his chest against your back. You hadn't realized how cold the room was until you were sinking into the warmth of his chest. Your distraught hiccuping and erratic breathing slowed, balancing out again when you felt his slow, deep breaths. You felt more grounded suddenly. And so tired as you came down from chemical drop in your brain. You leaned more against his chest, your breathing finally starting to match his. You could finally swallow the lump that had been in your throat for the past couple hours.

You squeezed his hand, pulling it your intertwined hands closer to your chest as a sort of hug. It made your heart flutter. You felt your self drifting off as he hugged your waist. Before falling asleep you heard Hanzo's voice, soft, warm and reassuring.

"They aren't here. It's just us. You're safe."

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”