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  • One Of Many Feelings | OHSHC by Xirona
    Xirona
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    Minasaki Tsuna is a rather peculiar girl. She is so driven by a need for acceptance that she changes her personality to fit those around her. However, when she meets the Ouran host club, she can't stick to one personality since the hosts are so different from each other. • • • Matsuoka Haruka was separated from his siblings and brought to an orphanage at a young age. But being separated from his siblings for so long has hurt his ability to understand the kind of love he has for them. Finding his sister, as well as meeting an odd group of people, causes him to grow confused.
  • Kpop Art Trash by fujoshtickss
    fujoshtickss
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      Parts 4
    JUST A PLACE TO SALVAGE MY KPOP ART ©♔♚ Queen Sophia ♚♔
  • "𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑠" - A Darrot Fanfic by nerdypqnda
    nerdypqnda
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      Parts 11
    Dave is in love with Carrot... but oh no... Carrot has a croomf! And it isn't Dave...
  • #OOMF (One Of My Followers) by writtenbytali
    writtenbytali
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      Parts 6
    When Lila posts online, they never expect chaos to follow-but one #oomf can change everything. Between accidental overshares, awkward encounters, and viral moments, life quickly becomes a mix of laughs, cringe, and friendship drama. Social media was supposed to connect them to friends... not make their life a meme.
  • 𝐣𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢'𝐬 "𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 by herrscher_of_meow
    herrscher_of_meow
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      Parts 2
    this is literally just a fanfiction about two of my friends I'm making as a joke lmao 😭😭 🙏🙏 I've never made ANYY fanfics in my life so this will be bad considering this is just made as a joke • • • • • • • regardless tho enjoy I guess...
  • Dear.. by jaydenxly
    jaydenxly
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      Parts 1
    I always loved the curves of your hips and the richness of your skin. I loved the nappiness of your pony tail, how my hands get stuck in between the seams. I loved how the hair dripping down from the side of you does not resemble a train station. I loved how you pick up a book in the middle of bus rides and tested yourself to be a smarter individual. I loved how you were everything you wanted to be, and even if society may have shunned your for it... I love how you skin blows severely when you strut down the halls.. I love you, black girl.