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fandomsecrets2008-08-20 04:11 pm
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Someone requested another crossover meme, but -- why stick with just crossovers? Here's your chance to request things from any fandom you like -- especially if the fandom is small, obscure, or has no request type of meme available. Hopefully someone else will come along and fill it out, or someone else's request will spark something off in your head that you just have to write --
So here you go!
PAN-FANDOM FANWORKS MEME
Anon is on like always!
ETA: Sorry, link list's gone. Realizing it'd exceed the character limit.
So here you go!
PAN-FANDOM FANWORKS MEME
Anon is on like always!
ETA: Sorry, link list's gone. Realizing it'd exceed the character limit.

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Character(s): Renge, Haruhi
Pairing(s, if any): Renge/Haruhi
Summary: idc, this fandom just needs more femslash, k.
Preferred Rating: Any.
Preferred Medium: Any.
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Haruhi could have fought Renge off. She could have yelled for Mori or Honey or any of the club members to come to save her.
"Oh, Haruhi," Renge sighed, and ran her hands over Haruhi's chest. "Did you think you were fooling me?"
"Um--" She didn't call for help. Renge was cute, and was getting under the buttons of her prince costume a little too deftly. If she called for help, Tamaki would make a fuss, the twins would never let her live it down (Hahahahaha! Haruhi almost got her bones jumped by Renge!), Honey would make some kind of unexpected innuendo, and Kyouya--she didn't even want to think about what Kyouya would do, but it would involve adding onto her debt for excessive enjoyment on the job, or something, and that was the last thing she wanted. And Haruhi had to admit that this wasn't so bad: especially what Renge was doing with her nipples, and the way she was insinuating her hands inside Haruhi's underwear.
Renge pulled away and contemplated Haruhi's state of undress. "Hmm. Yuri manga don't go like this. You're the cool, bishoujo sempai"--never mind that they were in the same year--"you should be...." She trailed off and pulled her dress over her head. Her bra and panties had little strawberries on them. "Oh, Haruhi-oneesama, please!"
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adgkvbjfhsd;kgjdag.
brb dying from the awesome.
i love this SO HARD. THANK YOU. <33333
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OURAN FANDOM NEEDS MOAR FEMSLASH BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW HARUHI IS THE GAYEST MEMBER OF THE HOST CLUB.
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TOTALLY. i'm surprised there isn't more benio/haruhi out there. it's totally canon.
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Oh, like I need more fics to write. Please, take this plotbunny away from me.
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*
Haruhi made it to university without any more incident than was to be expected, being a member of the Host Club, and by the second semester her hair was long.
"Your hair was short when we met," said Benio, reaching across the table and fingering a strand of it.
"And?"
"It was short." Haruhi was savvy to Tamaki's methods of flattery and immune to them; Benio was not much better than he was, but far less easily flustered. "I like it better this way. Want to come out with me for dinner on Saturday?"
Well, she certainly got straight to the point. "Uh, well, I think I'm--"
"Shhhh," Benio said, and put a finger to Haruhi's lips--she was shocked to find herself blushing. "Don't speak. Tell me tomorrow."
"But tomorrow's Saturday," Haruhi whispered, long after Benio had gone. Rich people, she thought, and wasn't sure whether she was going to say yes or no.
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I LOVE YOU.
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May I friend you, that we might be friends, like, 4evar?
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of course!