Your phone buzzed and lit up, a new notification for a groupchat flashing onto the screen. Considering you hardly knew 12 people, you were certainly added by mistake. Of course, just texting them "Wrong number, sorry" would be far too boring. And what harm could a little texting do? -or- Y/n gets added to the Phantom Troupe's groupchat. Entirely unaware how much one wrong number (or thirteen) could change their life. ----- This is a remake of my very first, and most popular Fanfiction on this app! While it will still be the basics (Y/n and the Troupe's groupchat) I REFUSE to ever even glance at the garbage that is Wrong Number (HxH). So it will not even remotely follow the plot the first fic did. (You do not have to read the original first to read this one) ----- This is a xGender-Neutral Reader fanfic. So Y/n (The reader) will only be referred to as They/Them. Feel free to imagine these as your pronouns ----- ⚠️Trigger warnings⚠️ •Hisoka •The original Wrong Number (HxH) slander •People named Hisoka •Cursing •Clown •Author SERIOUSLY hates that Wrong Number (HxH) is their most popular fic. •Magicians •Y/n will be given a personality that may not perfectly align with yours. I refuse to write a bland terrible character. •Hisoka slander •Crackfic taken seriously? •The character from HxH who'd be most likely to pull a rabbit out of a hat •Serious fic taken like crack? •Hisoka's so annoying, and no amount of non canon fanfic can change that •No update schedule

(L/n) (y/n). 24 years old. A billionare who lives in the city of Yorknew. But how is she so damn filthy rich at such a young age? Easily... After her parents have been murdered, she became the heir of their successful company. Summary: Little did (y/n) know in the beginning that the kind and courteous man she met at a certain night is actually the DEVIL himself. A wanted criminal, leader of the oh so famous Phantom Troupe. Also known as the spiders. Chrollo Lucilfer. After catching him commiting a crime, she gets closer to him than how she ever wanted. But is it a bad thing? Maybe... or maybe not... Does this man has a soft side behind that mask he usually wears? Certainly. He holds many surprises within himself and (y/n) is too curious to back away. Well it's not like she has a choice to do so. She can't run away just like that. Read the story to find out more! ❗⚠️EXPLICIT CONTENT⚠️❗ • I do not own Hunter x Hunter or any of the characters.<br /> ✓ I only own the storyline/plot and a few OC's here and there. Story started: 2022.10.12. Story ended: 2025.06.12

❝𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚? 𝙊𝙧 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚?❞ ╰┈➤ IN WHICH a girl from a certain Clan was chosen to become Gojo Satoru's bride, for their union will purify the Gojo Clan for the next seven generations to come. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Pre-Canon ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Canon Compliant ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Angst (?) ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents 【 五条悟 】 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗨 𝗫 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗗: 𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗: --- Jujutsu Kaisen ©Akutami Gege HEAVEN AND EARTH ©ASTRAGAZER- ---

In the Korvla Province of Poromiel, an ancient line of dragon riders, known as the Dagon line, was hidden. These fierce riders were bonded to powerful dragons, their knowledge capable of altering the course of wars. This secret was kept until Aesira and Ryker Dagon, the sole survivors of a devastating attack, embarked on a journey disguised as the children of Tyrrendor to protect the dragons' integrity. Bodhi Durran x OC

Wisteria Colland has prepared her entire life for the Rider's Quadrant. Why would you go into infantry or the scribes when you could have the chance to bond a dragon? But things aren't as simple as Wisteria had hoped when she gets herself tangled up with the marked ones--and finds herself drawn to the handsome Liam Mairi. With a strange dragon that's a one-of-a-kind, a powerful signet no one has ever seen before, and complicated feelings, Wisteria finds that completing her first year at Basgiath War College might not be exactly what she had expected. Liam Mairi x fem oc *This story contains depictions of violence and adult language which may not be suitable for some readers. I am not comfortable writing sex scenes, so do not expect any in this book. There will be mentions of sex and sexual jokes, but nothing beyond that.*

At that exact moment, three explosions sounded in the distance. Followed by the sprinkler system flicking on. Shalnark paused, slowly turning over to you. Staring for a long moment before speaking, "You brought bombs?" You stared back, considering telling him that they were, in fact, just fireworks. You decided against it, "Something like that." "You're crazier than us sometimes," Phinks huffed. Feitan, who had seen you place the fireworks, didn't correct him. After all, snitches get stitches. -or- Feitan, Shalnark, and Phinks get bored waiting for Chrollo to call them to a mission. So, they decided to answer a "Roommates Wanted" ad. Wanting to see how long it'd take for either their new roommate to realize they're wanted terrorists, or until one of them gets bored and kills them. Unexpectedly this meaningless idea on how to spend a week or two turns out to be much more. - This is a Gender Neutral xReader story. For inclusivity I will be using They/them pronouns for the reader. Feel free to imagine these as your pronouns. TRIGGER WARNINGS •Hisoka shows up twice • Hisoka might be mentioned more than once •Mentions of murder/blood •Poker is played, using cards, which are associated with Hisoka •Words may begin with "His" which are the first three letters to Hisoka's name •Mentions of torture •This will be written in English, which is the language Hisoka speaks in the English version of hxh •Manipulative/toxic behaviors •The color pink (a color frequently associated with Hisoka) may be mentioned •Constantly changing writing styles •Hisoka appears in chapter 14: Kill Bill and 15: Welcome ..home? •But only in a negative light •He gets traumatized by cards I swear •Author is a silly little guy Don't own hxh but I'm keeping the fandom alive so I claim a 1% share in it. Don't own any art used i

Chrollo: I suppose I could.. see myself using a book of sorts as weapon. Chrollo: In that situation Y/n: Dictionary Deceiver🤨 Y/n: Word Whomper🤨 Y/n: Synonym Slicer🤨🤨🤨 Y/n: Syllable Slaughterer🤨🤨 Chrollo: They keep getting worse Y/n: ABC's, the last thing you see🤨🤨🤨 Or: Y/n is added onto the Adult Trio's groupchat. And promptly makes everyone swoon from their bullshit. Unfortunately, this backfires. Surprise surprise. And now they're attempting to run away from the consequences of their actions. Which happens to come in the form of the Troupe, a Zoldyck, and Hisoka-who counts as his own class-attempting to claim them first. Story is suited for both males and females. I will use They/Them pronouns for Y/n, feel free to imagine these as your pronouns. ⚠️Tw⚠️ •Hisoka •Cussing •Mentions of death •Mentions of suicide •Non-graphic torture scenes •Obsessive, toxic, and manipulative behavior •Probably more stuff that I forgot to mention I don't own HunterxHunter. I don't own any of the art used in this story.

[Y/N] [L/N] is a phantom troupe member, as well as Hisoka's apprentice. When Chrollo steals a seemingly harmless but powerful nen ability he is unable to decipher, she volunteers to serve as his guinea pig. Little did she know, she would end up all alone in an entirely new environment and meet new people, along with a few giant man-eating creatures... A x reader fic, crossover between Attack On Titan and Hunter x Hunter. Reader is poc implied. Enjoy! [I do not own Attack On Titan (ShingekiNoKyojin) or Hunter x Hunter in any way, shape or form.] Slow updates First published on March 12th, 2021. Last updated on October 25th, 2024

When creatures die in peace, their souls will go to the stars and reside there. Once the star dies, that soul will be reborn into the Earth. However, when creatures die in a state of restlessness, their burdens will chain their souls to the living world, and those poor souls are forced to roam the land of the living, unable to find peace in the stars. Tokito Muichiro x Original Character © Kimetsu no Yaiba belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge