Hiii, Bruu!!! I wanted to say that I love your blog so much!!! Thank you for dedicating yourself and keeping the HxH fandom alive!!! I really enjoy reading headcanons, and I loved yours about Adultrio and some characters like Phinks (MY FAVORITE), Nobunaga, and Pariston. Could I ask for a headcanon about the TroubleTrio??? Pretty please???
✦𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐨 (𝐅𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐤 & 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬) 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬✦
𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅: 07/29/2026
𝑨/𝑵 Hi anon!! Thank you for the request!! :-D Here it is delivered, and also the last post of the month, another headcanon for the trio that creates the perfect contrast between dangerous and somewhat funny in just the right amount, this is my favorite trio, lool!! Certain things I wrote are pretty stupid, but I won't hold back!! I hope you, anon, and whoever is reading this enjoy it. Happy reading, everyone!! :-)
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🖤☠️ 𝐅𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐫: the merciless shadow
The shy childhood and the bad influence: In his childhood in Meteor City, Feitan was a quiet, fearful, and extremely shy child who preferred to hide in the shadows of the trash rather than face any conflict. He was the perfect prey until the day he crossed paths with Phinks. As soon as they formed a friendship, they were inseparable. Phinks taught him how to punch anyone, swear (when Feitan tried to swear, he would get a bit tongue-tied, lol), and act like a "gangster." Phinks' arrogant and loud posture served as a kind of shield and also as a brutal catalyst: so as not to be left behind, Feitan had to bury his fear and learn to be darker than the environment he lived in. He will never admit it, but he is eternally grateful to have met Phinks. Maybe if he hadn’t met Phinks, he would be "a bit" less dark if he had befriended Chrollo's group first.
The memory of an elephant: Feitan possesses a photographic and unforgiving memory that forgets nothing. He perfectly remembers every face that has ever been under his pliers, the kids who messed with him back then, every tone of voice begging for mercy, every serial number of a weapon, and even stupid comments made by Troupe members years ago (even when they were kids). If you promise him something or make the smallest mistake, it’s useless to hope that time will erase it: he will collect, whether tomorrow or a decade from now, quoting the day, the hour, and the clothes you were wearing (a word of advice: be careful about angering this man; due to his elephant memory, he is also very vengeful, and you don't want to know how he will deal with you, lol).
He once had a crush on Björk: During his adolescence, amid pirate radio frequencies and old records found in the trash of Meteor City, Feitan stumbled upon Björk's music. The mix of weird vocals, experimental beats, and an uncomfortable aesthetic hit right into his eccentric taste. He kept it a complete secret, but spent hours staring at the album covers in silent fascination, admiring the features of the singer's face. He even felt a bit jealous when he heard the news about her stalker, claiming that the guy was stupid and that he would have done something better if it were him.
The revenge for Sarasa: The torture of Sarasa's killers was the milestone where his sadistic genius and his passion for torture began. He transformed the culprits' pain into a grotesque and painfully slow piece of art. Every cut, every fracture, and every technique used was designed to extract the maximum amount of human suffering possible, extending their lives to the absolute limit before the end. It was the only moment when his cruelty was not out of boredom or duty, but out of pure, cold, and calculated fury.
A somewhat... bizarre humor: Feitan's sense of humor is completely broken. Normal jokes don't get a single smile out of him, but absurdly dark comments about tragedies, other people's misfortunes, or public humiliations make him let out that characteristic huff of laughter. On top of that, he has a bizarre weakness for nonsensical internet shitposts — videos with hard cuts, blown-out audio, and disconnected images. He can spend minutes staring at a stupid image on his phone screen and laughing to himself in the corner of the hideout.
Height insecurity: Even while exhaling a deadly aura that makes anyone freeze, Feitan carries a silent and deep irritation with his own height. When he needs to talk to someone considerably taller, he adjusts his posture, rests his hand on his umbrella, and uses the coldest gaze possible to compensate for the physical difference. If anyone makes any mention, no matter how subtle, about his size, Feitan won't argue: he will simply register the person on his mental priority list for the next torture session.
Secret fear of swimming: (I don't know why, but nothing can convince me otherwise that Feitan doesn't know how to swim; in fact, I've seen that other people share this exact same thought.) Feitan has an absolute dread of the deep ocean and simply doesn't know how to swim — a secret kept strictly under lock and key. On missions near the sea, rivers, or pools, he flatly refuses to get close to the edge, making up cold excuses like "water ruins the fabric of the clothes" or "it's a futile waste of time." If forced to get on a boat, he goes completely rigid, with his hand locked on his weapon and his eyes fixed on the horizon, praying that Phinks or Shalnark never realize the reason behind his tense silence.
An excellent nurse in his spare time: Despite his cruelty and sadism toward enemies, Feitan has a terrifying practical knowledge of human anatomy and first aid. Because of the time he spent dealing with severe injuries in Meteor City, he knows exactly how to stop bleeding, stitch up cuts, and set broken bones. When a Troupe member gets badly hurt, he applies the bandages extremely quickly, roughly, and without a drop of gentleness, swearing at the person in his native dialect the entire time — but ensuring they don't die.
Hates being touched without warning: Years of living in an environment of paranoia and extreme violence made Feitan's defense reflexes stay on edge. He has a physical aversion to any sudden touch. If someone touches his shoulder from behind without warning, his immediate reflex is to draw his blade and press it against the person's throat before even processing who it is. The only ones who can approach without triggering a knee-jerk strike are Phinks and Shalnark, simply because they have already learned to make noise when coming close.
His favorite season is winter: The ideal weather for Feitan is severe cold, with grey skies, fog, and light rain. He hates strong sunlight and excessive heat (a bit contradictory due to the ability he has, lol), because it forces him to wear lighter clothes (which he detests) and makes the light uncomfortable for his eyes. On cold, rainy days, he becomes visibly calmer, taking advantage of the time to read in his corner or simply watch the rain from the window in absolute silence.
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📱⚡ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐤: the smiling mastermind
Unconditional Pop Diva Fan: Shalnark has a musical taste dominated by pop divas and makes zero effort to hide it. On car missions with the Troupe, he takes over the radio and plays playlists of Lana Del Rey, Taylor Swift, Dua Lipa, Britney Spears, Ariana Grande, Katy Perry, and the one dominating his Spotify—Sabrina Carpenter—at maximum volume. There are times he loves to tease Phinks by singing snippets of the song "Manchild," claiming the song is dedicated to him: "Stupid... or is it slow?" — "SHUT THE HELL UP, SHALNARK!!" — just to watch his friend explode in rage. He loves flaunting tastes considered "effeminate" or "cute" precisely because he knows how much it clashes with his assassin aura and how much it annoys the more macho members of the group. (Spoiler: I'm writing a future fic where I mentioned Shalnark singing this to Phinks.)
Marijuana and "Therapeutic" Use: After intense missions or long sessions hacking data for Chrollo, Shalnark likes to relax by smoking weed in an isolated corner of the hideout. For him, it’s the perfect way to slow down a mind that runs a mile a minute. He loves highlighting the contrast of being an internationally wanted criminal, high out of his mind, laughing at silly things, and eating sweets while the rest of the Troupe plans the next heist.
Broken Humor and High-Level Shitposting: Just like Feitan, Shalnark has a completely corrupted sense of humor, but geared toward internet absurdity. He consumes and shares shitposts, out-of-context memes, deep-fried audio videos, and randomly generated images. He is constantly sending these links in the Troupe’s group chat in the middle of the night, laughing to himself as he imagines Chrollo's confused face or other members' irritation when opening the message.
Obsession with Halloween and Trick-or-Treating: Halloween is Shalnark’s favorite day of the year. He spends days planning elaborate, cute, or funny costumes, and makes a point of going out into the streets to blend in with the kids, going door-to-door trick-or-treating. Nobody in the neighborhood would ever suspect that the smiling, charismatic boy in a fluffy costume is one of the most dangerous criminals in the world. He returns to the hideout with bags full of candy and spends the night eating chocolates while mocking the Troupe for not knowing how to enjoy life.
The Mysterious Legend of RPGs and MMORPGs: Shalnark is the absolute number-one player on the servers of the hardest MMORPGs in the world, hoarding legendary items and impossible achievements. The gaming community hates and respects him in equal measure, holding a firm theory that behind that avatar lies a 30-year-old obese guy living in his mom's basement who hasn't showered in weeks. Shalnark knows this, finds the theory extremely funny, and never clears up the misunderstanding, using his anonymity to humiliate pro-players in online tournaments in his free time.
Roblox Chaos: When he just wants to practice pure childish sadism, he joins Roblox servers populated by kids. His idea of fun is using bugs and hacks to steal items, virtual pets, or achievements ("brainrots") from younger players. He turns on the in-game voice chat just to hear the kids screaming and crying in despair over their mics while he bursts out laughing in real life. He also brags to other kids about how many millions of Robux he has and how he can buy all the best skins.
Addiction to Icebergs, Analog Horror, and Lost Media: Shalnark's curious and analytical mind makes him devour hours-long YouTube videos on obscure Iceberg topics, ARGs (Alternate Reality Games), Analog Horror, and Lost Media. He loves the sense of mystery and the creepy aesthetic of these videos—he is a pure indie nerd. Sometimes, he tries using the investigation techniques he sees on these channels to hack and find real confidential government or corporate files in real life, and somehow he finds them quickly and uses them as blackmail, threatening to leak them on the internet.
Flop TikTok, Jiafei, and CupcakKe Parodies: Shalnark is completely immersed in the "Flop TikTok" ecosystem. He memorizes all the catchphrases, loves the explicit CupcakKe parodies, those ⚠️Aesthetic Warning videos, and the absurd videos featuring Jiafei's picture with Chinese product audios. He torments Phinks and Feitan's daily life by using slang from this niche during serious conversations or dropping a "Go, go, go, go!!" (LOOL!!) to the rhythm of CupcakKe when the Troupe is rushing to a mission. The two call him ridiculous and pathetic all the time, but Shalnark only laughs louder, using mockery as his ultimate weapon of provocation.
Intelligence and Personality Tests: He is addicted to taking ridiculous internet quizzes like "Which Disney villain would you be?" or "Take this test to discover your intelligence type." He forces Phinks and Feitan to answer the questions with him in the middle of the afternoon. When Phinks' result comes out as something like "You are a calm and understanding person," Shalnark laughs hysterically for ten minutes straight and takes a picture of the screen to save as proof.
Total Aversion to "Manual Labor Without Tech": He hates purely physical tasks that don't involve planning or using electronics. If Chrollo tells the Troupe to carry heavy crates from a loot or clean a filthy hideout through brute force, Shalnark starts complaining non-stop, faking back pain or making up that he "needs to monitor the city's traffic cameras." He does everything he can to push the heavy labor onto Phinks or Franklin while he stays on his phone playing games or catching up on internet gossip.
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💢👊𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐜𝐮𝐛: the loud protector
I have solo Phinks headcanons here
An excellent masseur and chiropractor: Due to his intense physical training and mastery of Ripples/Ripper Cyclotron, Phinks has a deep anatomical knowledge of muscles, joints, and tension points. He involuntarily became the group's "official" masseur and chiropractor. When members like Feitan or Shizuku return from missions with a stiff body, Phinks resolves the issue with precise cracks and rough spinal realignments. He does this while grumbling and cursing at the person for being "weak," but his skill and the immediate relief are undeniable. Once, he offered to help Chrollo relieve his stiff neck, and the leader froze up, drops of sweat appearing on his forehead, saying it wasn't necessary.
Passion for sports: Phinks is completely obsessed with sports, following leagues from all over the world, but his heart belongs to soccer. He knows historical lineups, tactics, and statistics by heart. He roots for European teams like Juventus, Barcelona, and Real Madrid, and in Brazil, he identifies with populist and gritty teams, fanatically supporting Corinthians—he loves the aggressive and passionate energy of the fans. If you have any questions about a team or even a player, he will be more than happy to explain like a dedicated teacher (he knows about EVERY player and coach who has ever left those teams). On big match days, nobody can pull him away from the TV in the hideout, and he cheers or curses at the screen with terrifying intensity.
He has a gentlemanly side: I know this is already quite obvious to many, but it's a personal favorite aspect of mine and I love talking about it. Despite having the face and posture of a rough bully, Phinks has a surprisingly polished upbringing. In the manga (Chapter 397), it is mentioned that Sarasa was cared for by nannies, and I somehow have in mind that each child there was supervised by nannies. Thus, he was instructed by nannies in Meteor City, who shaped the respect and manners he carries to this day. When he misbehaved or bullied other kids in his childhood, he listened to their scoldings with his head down out of pure respect for them (even if he didn't care much for the lesson itself). It was these women who taught him to treat women with dignity. When Phinks wants to hit on someone, he doesn't make distasteful jokes or catcall: he approaches the person, speaks with elegance and politeness, and accepts a "no" with absolute maturity. He demonstrates this respect by offering everything from his clothes to group members (like he did with Shizuku) to treating women with an almost old-fashioned chivalry—unless he is on a mission, where his loyalty to the Troupe takes precedence, and he will kill anyone, man or woman, without blinking.
The inner child and the dream of designer clothes: Ever since he was little in Meteor City, Phinks had a fixed dream of wearing luxury brands. He collected scraps from the trash and brought them to his nannies, asking them to sew approximate replicas of tracksuits and jackets of brands like Gucci, Adidas, Lacoste, and Nike. When the Troupe began doing massive heists and accumulating fortunes, the first thing Phinks did was feed his inner child: he bought (stole, more specifically) original tracksuits from the world's biggest designer brands. For him, walking around in a Gucci jacket or a branded tracksuit is the ultimate symbol that he has overcome the misery of his childhood.
The Love for Motorcycles: Phinks is in love with the roar of high-displacement engines. He prefers riding a fast motorcycle a thousand times over driving a car. The feeling of freedom, the speed, and the wind hitting his body perfectly match his impulsive temperament. Once, he dressed almost exactly like Pete Mitchell "Maverick" from Top Gun just to re-enact the character riding a motorcycle around town.
His Pharaoh Side: (The following headcanon is a pretty nonsensical theory that I have, but I wanted to share it with you guys.) The traditional pharaoh attire that Phinks usually wears comes from a deep bond with his past. As a baby in Meteor City, he was left wrapped only in an old cloth with embroidered hieroglyphics and an ancient papyrus paper with the name "Phinks" — a direct memory from his mother, who had Egyptian lineage and origins before being forced to abandon him. When he was a bit older, Phinks found an illustrated encyclopedia about Ancient Egypt in the trash or in a church library in the city. Seeing the figures of the pharaohs, their imposing postures, the gold, and the authority they held, something ignited inside him. For a child with nothing, the image of a pharaoh represented the peak of power and dignity. It was right then that he decided he didn't want to project the image of a helpless victim, but rather someone dominant. The nannies of Meteor City even tried to sew the first adaptations of Egyptian tunics for him when he was a boy, fueling this fascination that he carries with pride to this day. (Spoiler: I have an idea jotted down about a future mini-fic about this, but I haven't written it yet and I won't post it anytime soon, for now.)
The Protector of Stray Animals: Despite his rough exterior, explosive temperament, and being a ruthless assassin, Phinks has a huge soft spot for stray dogs and cats, with dogs being his absolute favorites. When he is walking alone through alleys or around the hideouts, it's very common to see him stop, pull a food pouch or a piece of meat from the pocket of his designer tracksuit, and feed abandoned animals. If someone kicks a dog in front of him, Phinks is capable of snapping that person's neck the exact same second without thinking twice.
Obsessive Limited-Edition Sneaker Collector (Sneakerhead): Another kind of material love tied to luxury clothing brands: a collection of rare and limited-edition sneakers. In his rooms at the hideouts (or wherever he stays for a while), he keeps boxes upon boxes of sneakers perfectly lined up. Nobody — under any circumstances — is allowed to step on his feet or borrow a pair of sneakers. If Shalnark, Nobunaga, or Feitan steps on his sneaker "by accident," the atmosphere in the hideout sours instantly, and Phinks spends the rest of the day with a sour face cleaning the sole with a special brush.
The Stubborn Relationship with His Own Health: Phinks is the worst kind of patient in the world when he gets injured himself. He hates looking vulnerable or admitting pain. If he breaks a bone or suffers a deep cut in combat, his response is always the same: "It's just a scratch, it'll pass soon." He prefers snapping his own bone back into place by force, wrapping it with any random cloth, and pretending nothing happened rather than having to stay still and rest.
He Gets Emotional Over Movies with Sensitive Topics: Phinks keeps a secret that he will take to his grave: he is extremely sensitive to romantic drama movies. On a night when he was alone in a hotel room during a mission, he ended up watching A Walk to Remember on TV. The story of pure love and the girl's tragic fate caught him so off guard that he spent the second half of the movie holding back tears, wiping small tears from the corner of his eye with a tissue. If any Troupe member — especially Shalnark or Feitan — even suspects this, he swears he is capable of blowing up the entire hideout just to erase the embarrassment. (Girly girl, lool!!)
