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  • You've Got To Be Kitten Me - Prinxiety + OC [COMPLETED]
    285K 16.3K 37

    What happens when a Side becomes overwhelmed, overworked, or just in overdrive? Why, they turn into a form that won't harm the host of course! What does Virgil turn into? A tiny little black kitten, and boy is he adorable. Such adorable ability might come in handy when dealing with being kidnapped by a dark entity as...

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  • moods / phan
    2.3M 127K 39

    in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phi...

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  • Dirty Laundry
    804K 21K 9

    *this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, rig...

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  • Top and Tail [boyxboy] [slash]
    9.1M 337K 26

    Forced to share his bed with an attractive stranger, Ash Jamieson suddenly finds himself confronted with feelings he thought he'd repressed. ***** Riddled with adolescent angst, lavished with profanity, and adorned with more cheese than your favouri...

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  • Anxiety Attack
    23.5M 873K 58

    In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

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  • him
    71.9K 3.3K 31

    what if your dreams.. were reality? - (NOT BETA READ. SPELLING MISTAKE FOR DAYS PROBABLY.) (unfinished. forever)

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  • Protected Abroad [AmazingPhil / Danisnotonfire]
    81.3K 3.3K 33

    I had nothing. I took care of me, myself, and I. My parents were never at the run down place I called home, because it was a little more than boards held together by nails. My small town job, paying minimum wage of course, held me together. I wasn't sure when I would escape my hell, but it came; and I left. To London...

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