Ikalgo Stories

"ALL WE WANT TO DO IS HELP YOU!" "Well good thing it's a WANT and not an NEED" The reader is Black and OP. The reader is a female, sorry. Characters are either Aged up or Down, you'll know when you read. Reader is Bi-sexual. Cover by @ bre.lexis (A HXH FANFIC) I don't own any Art, Gif, or Characters in this story. SORRY FOR ANY ERRORS AND INCORRECT GRAMMAR.

Dear journal, I call you my journal because the word 'diary' sounds disgustingly sticky as if I am a young teen girl who is going to be writing about how much I want a love life in here and talk about the handsome boys I see in the hallways. And the word 'journal' sounds cool, I guess. I don't even know why I'm calling you dear when you mean nothing to me at the moment. Actually, I would enjoy burning you. You know there is a meme like: I don't hate you, but if you were on fire and I had a cup of water in my hands, I would drink it. That's how I feel towards you. Fucking stereotypes, when we're writing something lik this the society brainwashes us to believe that we have to use dear. I don't even know why I'm still writing this. Fuck, I have school tomorrow. -Gon.

In which two mentally ill teens apply for the hunter exam.. How they do well they pass (somehow) and become friends with our beloved group! They get up to all sorts of trouble and even try rizz up some people from the phantom troupe much to kurapika's distaste. ALL RIGHTS TO Yoshihiro Togashi! Please enjoy!