Kyoya Ootori x Male!Reader - Uke Type by Random-x-Readers, literature
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Kyoya Ootori x Male!Reader - Uke Type
I. LOVE. KYOYA. OOTORI! Screw his father! :heart:
[M/n] - male name, [L/n] - last name
[H/l] - hair length, [H/c] - hair color, [E/c] - eye color
[M/n] [L/n] wasn’t the most talkative person alive, unless he was in front of a video camera, and or talking about video games. When there isn’t a camera, or if he isn’t talking about video games, he’s almost as silent as Mori-Senpai. Yup, he was a strange person in a social environment. But it wasn’t his fault. [M/n] grew up in a small town with a small population, until he was forced to move, so he wasn’t, and
TamakiX!Chunky Reader- Fresh Start Ch.7 by bonkers-4-hatter, literature
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TamakiX!Chunky Reader- Fresh Start Ch.7
"Are you sure you girls have everything?" You mentally rolled your eyes as Haruhi and yourself nodded as Royji or, Ranka as he liked to be called squealed making you both wince.
"I just wanted to know that my two darling girls were ready~!" He rushed over and snatched you both into a hug.
"Dad, we're okay." Haruhi tried to get away, but with no cigar.
"Don't worry Uncle, we doubled checked everything." You tried to reassure the overly protective man only to have him let go of Haruhi and latch onto your softer form.
"Don't tell me not to worry! You girls are so dear to me and with how lovely you two are the boys are surely going to do some
Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader Chap. 3 by vanillacookiemonster, literature
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Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader Chap. 3
CHAPTER 3
SECRETS, BEST FRIENDS, AND SOME STALKING
~~{Can't You Tell I Love You?}~~
"Perfect! I love it!" Compliments were thrown around as you posed in different ways. You were wearing a simple dress with a cute pattern. The clicking of cameras went off as pictures were taken. Your manager Foto Finish was standing in the back with a smile on her face seeing you work. Her real name was Topanga Finish but it was Foto Finish to her clients and co-workers. Topanga had black hair that went down to her chin with straight bangs that cover
Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader Chap. 2 by vanillacookiemonster, literature
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Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader Chap. 2
CHAPTER 2
LOOP QUANTUM PROSTITUTE THEORY
~~{Can't You Tell I Love You?}~~
…..That it was empty. What kind of music room is this? You asked yourself. In the corner though you found that piano you were counting on. You ran to your long lost love and put your stuff on the bench in front of the piano. Your fingertips just gently ran across the keys. This piano was in great shape and ready for a test drive. At first you tried out some simple chords such as C, G, and D, considering they were child’s play at your level. Then yo
Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader by vanillacookiemonster, literature
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Ouran Highschool Host Club x Reader
CHAPTER 1
FOOLIN DAH HOS IN THE OFFICE
~~{Can't You Tell I Love You?}~~
Today was the day. It was the beginning of your first day at Ouran High with all the rich kids running around in their golden clothing and snooty attitude. You were exhilarated about coming to the school. Your family never really traveled so moving to Japan was a huge plus! Leaving your best friend behind was hard yes, but this was for the best and they realized that. At this point you were strutting, yup strutting, to the office to get some stuff sorted out. Oh
Ouran- Pink Ribbons and Ice Cream by Artemis-Day, literature
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Ouran- Pink Ribbons and Ice Cream
The whole club is out on a day trip, and there's a boy at the table next to them, looking at Haruhi.
It's not a bad look, per se. The kid is about their age and he lacks all the features of a stone hearted thug. He's just a regular high school student from Haruhi's side of the tracks. He stammers like a child when he asks her for the time, and tells her he likes her shirt (her shirt?). Haruhi thanks him and gives him the time in her same old blunt manner that has shut down so many suitors with far more of a chance with her than this fellow. He murmurs a thank you and wanders off, defeated.
The rest of the club is engrossed in a story H