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Beating Hearts (just pump more blood to these wounds) by BiscuitFiction
Fandoms: Hunter X Hunter
05 Jul 2025
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Someone had to patch up Killua after the Zoldyck family arc. Why not make our favorite pre med do it?
"He's lingering by the door, looking ready to bolt if Leorio asks to see him. Luckily, Gon is the one who asks him to let Leorio take a look at his wounds. The kid would do anything for Gon, and evidently that feeling is mutual. Even still, he's slow to enter the bathroom, hackles raised and bristling like a feral cat."
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05 Jul 2025
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"So, wanna run away with me?"
One question is all it takes.
They travel across the country, well into the scorching heat of the desert, and chase behind one girl who beat them to the running-away wagon.
Who would've thought it'd end with one eye lost, a concussion, and a police chase? No one thought that far ahead, honestly.
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02 Jul 2025
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“I won’t leave you here by yourself,” Killua repeated with a sigh.
“Promise?” Alluka asked, chewing on her bottom lip.
Killua looked at her, a lively sparkle in his eye and a soft smile pulling at his lips.
“I promise,” he said- and at the time, he meant it.
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Everybody knows how this story ends. When he’s 12 years old, Killua Zoldyck ferociously attacks his older brother and his mother in order to leave the “safety” of his home. He has one goal in mind- to take the Hunter Exam. The golden child and heir to the Zoldyck family name sets out on a job with his older brother and trainer. Less than a week later, he completely snaps.
This story explores the horrors of grooming children into a life of violence as well as the complexities and innate bonds that siblings growing up in a dark situation share. It delves into the unique struggles of each of the Zoldyck children as well as what happens when we push a person too far.
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02 Jul 2025
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“From the very beginning; from when each of the twenty four tributes were selected,” Sakusa starts. "I had a feeling that this year's games would operate differently than last."
“How so?” Tendou questions.
"They had strength. Every single one of them was cruel. Ruthless and driven to victory. There were a lot more alliances, so much tension and heartbreak. Sadness and retaliation for the impending death they knew was inevitable.”
“And what are your thoughts on this years winner?”
“Well deserved,” he says. “They've made it abundantly clear that victory was their sole destination, and they unquestionably earned it.”
Each year, one boy and one girl from each of the twelve districts are chosen to participate in a nationally televised event known as the Hunger Games. Of the twenty-four competitors, only one may stand as victorious, while the other twenty-three are eliminated in the process of trying to win. Or in other words; of trying to survive. It was a fight to the death in order to win. Kill, or be killed. And this year, the participants are ruthless, vengeful and determined to survive. It was nothing but a bloody struggle for victory.
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22 Jun 2025
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"I think," she interrupted, pressing the blunt of the knife into his palm gently, "that some things run in the blood." Her fingers clamped over his, surprisingly strong. "Your father heard the trees. You hear the water. You both learned to listen for the quiet things."
Gon turned the knife over. The metal caught the light, throwing jagged reflections across the walls. "Quiet things?"
"The way the birds stop singing before the reaping, so you go fishing instead. How the fish tastes like ash on Reaping Day, so rather you buy bread with it." She leaned closer, her breath warm and smelling of bitter herbs. "You’ll hear the difference of your name in another’s mouth.”
His grip tightened. "You think they'll call it?"
She didn't blink, her sad eyes soft yet jaded.
Gon was always too kind—never hesitated to sneak some grain to the orphans, or “accidentally” leave his basket of fish beside the clinic on bad days. It catches up to him.
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22 Jun 2025