At Your Service | OHSHC x reader
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The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club by graciegreat
21 parts Complete Mature
Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.
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The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club cover
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Ohshc One-Shots [Completed] cover
Tamaki's Betrothed ||OHSHC|| cover
- The Day I Met The Host Club - Ouran High School Host Club x Reader cover
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The Brotherly Type (Male Reader Insert)

12 parts Ongoing

Haruhi and (M/n) inseparable, they helped each other through anything. They we also top of their class, so when it came to Ouran, they both luckily made it in. Unfortunately they were in different classes, so when in school they barely seen each other. Their contact got even fewer when Haruhi joined a club. After a few weeks of attending Ouran the Drama, and the Choir club approached (M/n) hoping he'll join. He joined since 'he had nothing better to do' But everything changes when he's asked to give some ladies from the St. Lobelia Girls Academy a tour and end up in the host club... I do not own Ouran highschool host club, or some the the images used