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Ongoing, First published Aug 31, 2017
the basically kLANCE BEAUTY HHNNGG .
           okok in all seriousness now:
   lance was always the upbeat. without anyone ever knowing, he's always kept his secrets. no matter the cost. but, once he's caught, he can't hide it anymore. the tears, the sniffles, the love. 
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 aHhHhHhhHhHhhH tHe fluFF iS reAl iN thiS iM seRioUs. nO sMut BeCausE i waNt thiS tO bE cUTE OKAY GOD DAMNIT. wANT SMUT? gO TO SMUTVILLE AND FIND IT THERE MKKAYYYY? yEET.😤😫🤙💦💯😎
 

( alsoalsoalso, ps: there is mature content inCLUDING (dont even think about it god damnit ya nAstY pfft) language and depressing topics. mk? mkay. read at your risk chOld. )
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