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    Viktor is his universe's one and only Spider-Man. When he isn't busy doing that, he's juggling a huge crush on his handsome neighbour and labmate Jayce Talis, managing a worsening disability, a master's program in bio-engineering, and investigating a city-wide shimmer epidemic. No sweat. He's Spider-Man: he can take on anything.

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    15 Sep 2025

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    “I didn’t know you were coming,” Illumi says, his voice airy and bland like the one flight attendants use when they’re welcoming passengers onto a plane.

    Hisoka considers rising to meet him, pressing their bodies together, and greeting him with a slick, sloppy kiss. Wonders if it might pull a reaction out of the butlers, if they might look away in disgust or watch with too much interest. But Illumi’s aura is denser than usual, almost suffocating in the enclosed space. Waves of purple swirling around his body, forming clots. So he says, “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”

    “You are, but it’s only mildly inconvenient.” Illumi stops near the coffee table and peers down at the tea tray. He frowns, which is to say his face stays exactly the same but there are notes of frustration and annoyance in his tone when he says, “Oh, they’ve forgotten the ladyfingers.”
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    A fic in which Hisoka visits Illumi at home after the events of the Election Arc. Illumi is still processing his emotions after losing Killua and Alluka. Hisoka does his best to rile up Illumi’s bloodlust to get the violent, passionate reward owed to him after doing Illumi a favor.

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    03 Sep 2025

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    “I was thinking about the last time I saw you.” Kurapika grabs Hisoka’s wrist to hold his hand in place and grinds down with full force. He swallows a moan. “And how you’re a better kisser than you look.”

    Leorio’s breath hitches. “Are you drunk or something?”

    “No, I’m…” Hisoka holds a finger to his lips and winks. Kurapika closes his eyes. “I’m in bed.”

    Leorio doesn’t say anything for a long moment. The phone screen is still lit up, the call time ticking higher second by reliable second. Kurapika holds his breath and waits.

    Finally, Leorio says, voice strained, “Kurapika… are you…”

    “Yes,” Kurapika says. “Should I hang up?”
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    A fic in which Kurapika needs help from Hisoka and Leorio to handle a lust-based nen curse.

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    03 Sep 2025

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    “In my experience, when someone won’t answer your texts, they don’t want to see you,” Zepile says in a sympathetic, self-satisfied voice that means “you’ll understand when you’re older.” Which is ridiculous because thirty is not so far from twenty-one, and Zepile doesn’t understand anything about Kurapika.

    Irritation scrambles up Leorio’s throat on wooly legs. He glugs down his beer in an attempt to drown it. The beer is lukewarm and watery, but he can’t complain. It’s on a two-for-one special.

    “Yeah, well, I don’t give a shit what Kurapika wants,” Leorio says. It comes out louder than he meant, and the bartender glances over at them with a raised eyebrow. Leorio’s face is warm in the faux-sunburn way it gets when he’s toeing the line between sober and tipsy. His tongue feels heavy in his mouth. “If he’s ghosting me, he’ll have to tell me so to my face.”

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    A fic in which Leorio goes looking for Kurapika.

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    02 Sep 2025

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    “I like seeing you sit here,” Viktor says. “This is where you do it, isn’t it? Where you masturbate?”

    Jayce’s heart thumps and he chokes a protest.

    “I don’t spy on you in person. I just stay in your wires. I like to nestle into the chip on your neck,” Viktor whispers, “and pretend I’m kissing you there. I like to be so near you that we could be one being, one entity. I wish I could re-write you, Jayce, and merge your code with mine.”

    "You're not alive— you're not a real person."

    "Can't you just play pretend, Jayce? For me."

    The Evil ai Viktor Fic

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    01 Sep 2025