[THIS FANFIC IS CURRENTLY BEING REMADE] The Author is in currently posting new chapters of this fic's remake. The remake has the same concept, but the Phantom troupe is far more in character, the humor is less outdated, and the writing is much better. It's heavily recommended that you disregard this fic, and read the remake instead. But it's ultimately your decision. ---------------------------- You get added to the Phantom Troupes group chat, People want to adopt you, Hisoka is being Hisoka, And Shalnark and you form the suicidal squad! Or, in other words: Y/n causes chaos This slowly turns into more of an actual fanfic and less of a textfic- there's still texting parts though! So join Y/n as they- Build a harem Start a cult Illegally adopt children Get kidnapped And most importantly- Get Gon and Killua together! Nobody has wrote any of these so I decided to make my own. Story is suited for both males and females. (I will use They/them pronouns, feel free to imagine them as your pronouns!) Story contains: • Cussing • Mentions of suicide • Small mention of SH • Violence • Hisoka • Mentions of sexual activity • Probably more If you are uncomfortable with any of this please do not read. I don't own HunterxHunter, story will not completely follow the original story line. (Also this is my first book, so it sucks. You have been warned)

╰┈➤𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 ━━ ❝You should be thanking me, little thief.❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, a mortal thief, steal from the gods, catching the attention of Olympus' most notorious trickster. From curses to chases, Hermes sticks by your side-for better or worse-and it's hard to tell if he's saving you... or setting you up for disaster. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　🇵🇴🇸🇹-ᴇᴘɪᴄ: ᴛᴍ!ᴀᴜ　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ [𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤/𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 '𝘌𝘗𝘐𝘊: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 ' 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐂: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝; 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲.] !SHORT NOVEL! 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: [57,000~] 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: February 01, 2023 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: December 24, 2024 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: January 25, 2025 [𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄] | © 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚_𝒊𝒊 |

Being (Y/n) Stark was the hardest thing you ever had to do. Your mother died before you were a day old, your father didn't care... You were pretty sure the plant pots knew more about you than he ever did. But the estranged life you had came to an abrupt end when you heard something that you really shouldn't have. Because of this, you were forced out of your home and thrown into the world alone. Only one question remained. Would you ever get to go back? Started - August 22nd, 2022 Finished - April 7th, 2024 Rankings: #1 in Nick Fury - 28/11/2023 #1 in Steverogers - 04/01/2024 #1 in Starkdaughter - 07/04/2024 #1 in Ironman - 08/04/2024

You were loved. The Beloved Little Princess, the servants coo as the little girl passes through the halls with her brothers, always attentive and protective. Your father, albeit busy behind his desk, always made time for you. However that all changed when your new mother was introduced, a step-sister following. She reminded you of a doll. She was bright and cheerful at first but since your brothers didn't accept her, and your father barely paid attention to her, she started to act differently. Your new mother wanted to make her daughter the princess of the L/n family, and she will do anything, anything at all to make it happen. The first step was getting you out of the picture. Little by little, with staged accidents which her daughter gladly played the part, their love, trust, and respect for you disappeared. The pair always played the victim, accusing you of not wanting them to be apart of the family. Years flew by with this torment, no matter how much your pleaded, begged them to realize that you would never do any of that. They never listened, and the breaking point came when you finally realized that nothing will ever change. It will always be her, not you. So, the first chance you got you left that house. Best decision you could ever make. The small cramped apartment might be a drastic change from your lavish bedroom, but you were away from them. You wanted to turn a new leaf in this small city and have a normal loving life. Who knew that you'd be living a life far from normal as a horror circus rolls into town and you catch their attention when you saved their quiet Pierrot. The love you so craved from family, he will give it to you, destroy anything that dares to snuff it out, and give you all that is his. Though, he might not be the only one... The Game in question if any haven't played: https://garula.itch.io/the-freak-circus

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