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2:49AM bathroom selfie

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Guess who’s not friends (or lovers....yet)?

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Bro’s a lil rusty from the lack of having his fishing rod with him after the Heavens Arena arc

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The coffin of sasa and lele

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Redid this older drawing!! God imagine how much he stinks.

UNCENSORED (18+) VERSIONS:

PIXIV: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/131988055

BLUESKY: https://bsky.app/profile/atasheashkeman.bsky.social/post/3lsi5xcofb22q

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I think i discovered a new kin.....im this bastard but worse with my fanfic

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HxH, 🔔🕊️The Village Bell-Ringer🕊️🔔

Gon is the one who rings the bell atop the belltower of fate each morning at 4:05 AM. He wakes the townsfolk early from their dreamy stupor before dreams linger long enough to morph into noxious nightmares. Soon after watering the rooftop flora, he returns to the rest of the church in preparation to sing in the choir once the people file into the pews.

One day, when he's ringing the bell, a certain instinct makes him look down at the town below. A passerby stands there, glancing up at his shadowed, angel winged silhouette standing behind a celestial gradient amidst the sun that approaches the horizon.

Eye contact leads to a seeming staring contest between two eyes too far away to reasonably reach one another. To each other, they are as good as distant symbols.

Gon is the one who leaves first, descending down the spiral stairs as his hand slides across the curved, carved railing and adds the finality of another year of weathering to commemorate the new one. His well-rehearsed song today will be special, commemorating the cycles of time.

When he enters the main hall, some folk have already begun to convene at the benches. His eyes check on the heavenly light at the ceiling, the barred chandelier that hangs over all of them. He spots the stranger amidst them and immediately identifies him as a traveler, his clothes strange and fantastic and completely unlike the wear of the others.

He waves at him, and the room feels like it's just them. Gon smiles and waves back and joins the group of boys, girls, and nebs at the head of the room as they speak to each other so softly as not to disturb the adults.

As people file in, the room loudens and quiets itself for the performance. Small voices become loud together, touching the souls of every visitor in proximity.

A soul untouched, however, is only touched by one other soul.

The song tells of years of the town's past, everyone closing their eyes in unison to give way to nostalgic memories of complex pasts seen only by individuals who live them.

The stranger's, which is a mystery to the town, is what's on Gon's mind as his throat and chest vibrate in song.

Time passes, and the ceremony winds down into an uplifting social where the townsfolk discuss their plans for the new year. Among the crowd, the stranger searches and settles on the only angel in the room clad in green robes.

"I heard your voice louder than any other, like a bell in the mist. ♦️" He speaks, and the angel's eyes turn up at him and focus on shapely features.

"Good morning, brother." Gon greets politely, producing something from his pocket into his fist. He presents it to the stranger, a winged charm of good fortunes.

"What is this for?" The stranger asks, taking it and wrapping it around his neck while the angel explains.

"It'll keep you happy while you wait for the thing you want the most this year. We always pass these around." Gon explains, and the stranger sees other children passing them out. They're all different colors drawn by chance, and Hisoka's is the only dovefeather gray one in the room. It used to be Gon's from last year, now repurposed.

"Thank you very much. I'll cherish it."

The visitor seems less happy when Gon turns away from him and passes out more amulets to the rest of the crowd, yet still none of them share the same tone of the one he received.

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Is it all about yaoi for you

Yes.

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Citruscon Festivities

Hey!!! Everyone from citruscon, I've been actively attending and I'm super excited! I'm a writer and artist and I love to post my work! Anything safe enough for tumblr will be posted here. I usually write HXH, especially Hisogon, but you might be able to expect different things from me from time to time.

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rose telling pearl to be silent forever reminds me of how many times someone in my life's answer to me being harmed or standing up for myself was for me to never speak of it to anyone

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You know I have imagined Hisoka’s mother as a woman with a fiery spirit and passion that only death itself could end and that seems pretty accurate to me so I’m not going to stop thinking that anytime soon. Like mother like son they always say 🤷🏾‍♀️

A true wild woman

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a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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Is soma week here yet?

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good morning

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I physically cannot stop

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Rengoku!!