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Older!TamakiXOlder!Reader- Prince and the Princess (Part two I guess!) Part two in description It seemed like yesterday you were sitting out on the swing. The wind blowing your hair and peppering your skin with the scent of wild blossoms and childhood innocence that drifted idly on the breeze. Alas, grade school was years behind in your wake of schooling. It was now your first year in high school. Due to your filthy rich family and high social standards, you were able to be enrolled at Ouran Academy. The first day was intimidating, as always. But day two was here and you walked up and down the school’s hallways with more confidence

Imperfectly Perfect TamakixReader Request for bonkers-4-hatter At one point in their lives, everyone has had to admit they are not perfect and neither is the rest of the world. But not everyone has realized that their flaws make them the person they are. However, the choice is up to you whether those 'flaws' will make you or break you. In your case, it more or less crushed you. Girls your age were obsessed with their appearance, and sadly, their weight. You were just a little bit below the rest of Ouran's population of girls' standards. At first, it didn't seem much as a problem to you. But as time progressed, it became more and more of a

A/N: I haven't watched Ouran in a while so I apologize for the OOC, if there is any. ~*~*~*~**~~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~* Tamaki ran after you, Kyoya slowly walking behind him, eyes burried in his little black book.  Tamaki looks back at him, distressed as you turn a corner, and he can no longer see you. "Kyoya, hurry up, we're going to lose her!" Yells a distresed Tamaki to an uninterested Kyoya, who seemed to be buying something. Kyoya waves his hand at him, seemingly more intrested in some type of expensive vase he was buying. Tamaki stares at him, mouth agape, violet eyes albeit agitated, before he turns and runs after the (h/c) haired girl who

DON'T BE MEAN TO DADDY!!!! A ReaderXTamaki Reader-insert hinted Friendship!ReaderXHikaruXKarou This story takes place- during High School of course :meow: Years- Both you and Tamaki are in class 2-A Written By: Dezrae2011 ______________________________________________________ You sit in the host club room sipping the provided commoners' coffee that was given to you. The host you were currently visiting is Kyoya because you don't always have the same host, but unlike Konaco you would go to all the host's. Each day you visit a different host. "Miss (Y/N)... How long are you going to hide it?" Kyoya asked, eyes glued to that little black

"But I don't want a new mommy I want my old mommy!" a little girl of about eight yelled, tears streaming down her face. "Shhhhh it's gonna be ok. You need a new mommy or grandmother will cut off all the money and we will have nowhere to live. So please bear with me?" your father brushed away your tears and kissed your cheeks. "to be honest, the new mommy is an ugly cow but don't tell her I said that~ it will be our little secret, and as a reward you can have this locket so mommy is always with you." he tapped you on the nose and clasped the chain around your little neck. He put a finger to his lips and winked. You giggled and winked back. As

*Step* *Step* *Step* Your shoes clacked against the marble floors of Judgment Hall. This was the final area before you could go meet King Asgore and escape this hell called the Underground. There was a slight limp in your step, considering all the times you've died trying to spare Monsters left and right, showing them "kindness"-a word that was very foreign to them. "[Y-Y/n].." The flower who has been by your side since the beginning whispered to you timidly. You stopped in your tracks and looked ahead of you as the chiming of a church bell rang out, echoing through the hall. Now you were awaiting judgement, for any and every little thing

Huffing and puffing, you ran through the snow, not caring where the path was taking you. All that matters was that you got away from that mad goat-woman and her house of hell. Toriel may have been the sweetest and kindest creature who was only trying to protect you from the outside world of the Underground...but the moment you told her you wanted to leave the Ruins, she showed your her true colors. As punishment for even thinking about leaving, Toriel used her fire magic to give you serious burns to your arms. After that, she healed you up and wrapped bandages around the wounds, but only when you promised not to leave her again. For a few

"Golly, you have the expression of someone whose died 50 TIMES!!" Omega Flowey cackled, staring down at the small human who decided to come back once more. You glared up at the gargantuan plant hybrid. It wasn't that you were pissed off because he was right, but because of the cheap tactics he was using: erasing your save file and having no way to spare him or escape....not to mention his absurd, over-powered abilities and HP. "Flowey..why are you doing this?" You demanded, gripping the frying pan you had in your hands tightly. You couldn't even lay a scratch on him--his defense only allowed you to deal 1 damage. "Why?" He repeated, raising

"Somebody just..kill meeee-" "Awh Flowey! Don't be like that!" Papyrus comforted, patting the grumpy yellow flower on the head. "Yeah," you sighed, holding onto the flower pot with one arm as you opened the door to your bedroom. "It's really not that bad Asriel-" "FLOWEY," he corrected you in a snarky manner. "Fine...Flowey.." You grunted. It didn't surprise you that Flowey was the polar opposite of his former self. The Monster you fought and befriended was merely a sweetheart with a tragic backstory. As much as you wanted to help him, there wasn't much you could do. Without a soul, Asriel reverted back to the cynical flower that has tor

"I'll make your last living moments....ABSOLUTELY RADICAL!" "C'mon Chara! You can do it!!" You hollered at the television. "Y'know they can't hear you, kid," the skeleton in the orange hoodie next to you muttered. He was sinking down into the couch, not even bothered to sit up. "Papyrus sit up straight!" Sans grunted, giving his brother a look of disapproval. "That's not good for your spine to be slouching like that!" "C'mon, brother," Papyrus chuckled, "you know I'm lazy and sitting up requires a lot of..backbone." "Gh-! Why you..!" The short skeleton shook his fist, about to give Papyrus the lecture of a lifetime when you shushed both