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ohh...who is....SHE...?! [solarballs x reader] original au called horrible!au
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My au called horrible!au
You are an forgotten planet called oizy always overshadowed by your brother Venus... you as seen as important and an saint because you have the powers to make planets and other celestial bodies emotions change you use this power so sun doesn't see the moons and planets as useless or failure's....
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