#OHSHC Kaoru

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What's everyone's sexuality headcanons on all the host club members!! I'm curiousss I wanna know everyone's thoughts

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A sticker set I made of a very badgood comfort show!

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ouran doodle pt 4

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I love how Tamaki gathered the school's handsomest boys and saved their lives by the power of friendship

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You don't have to but can you do the Hosts (from OHSHC) but not Haruhi when they find out their crush (female if you may) is being teased by their admirers because they're often together?

Ouran HighSchool Host Club ~Finding out their crush is being bullied by their fans~

Manga/anime: Ouran HighSchool Host Club

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

(S/O): significant other

Premise

S/O is walking calmly in the garden of Ouran HighSchool, enjoying the light breeze which ruffles his hair.

However, sounds of sobbing suddenly distracts him from the peace he was feeling: (Y/N), the girl he's madly in love with, is crying in a remote corner, with her clothes torn and her hair messed up.

S. Tamaki

He'll immediately run to you, shocked

When he finds out his fans have reduced you like that, he'll be shocked and furious: not only the girl he loves is destroyed, both physically and mentally, but she's so also due to him

Nevertheless, what will shock you the most will be the fact he'll be very quiet

It'll probably take him several days to find a solution, and he'll ask the other Hosts what to do (especially Haruhi, as she's a girl)

After a week of reflection, he'll make an announcement in front of all his fans: "I'm very flattered by your love, but what you did to my friend -he'll be tempted to say girlfriend- is unacceptable. If something like this happens again, we'll be forced to close our Host Club."

O. Kyoya

He'll probably be the one who will react coldest, but that doesn't mean he'll be less affected than the others

He'll sit next to you and give you a handkerchief to dry your tears in a rather cold way even if he'll be suffering inside

Then, he'll help you to go to wash your face, and he'll give you his clothes to change you

It'll then seem he won't take action, but in reality he'll threaten write to all his fans involved

From that day on, he'll stay closer to you in school's corridors and always accompany you home and to school to prevent something like that from happening again

H. Hikaru

He won't have the best reaction: as soon as he notices how reduced you are, he'll almost snap, and he'll almost lose his mind and freak out when he finds out he's the cause of what happened to you

In fact, he'll probably increase your crying, and he'll feel terribly bad about it

However, after about ten minutes he'll calm down, taking a deep breath, and hold you in his arms, rubbing your back and murmuring some apology to you

He'll ask his brother and Kyoya for help to find out who did that to you and Tamaki to chase everyone involved out of school

If Tamaki can't do it, he'll always be close to you, even going so far as to let you stay with him when he's at the Host Club

H. Kaoru

His first thought will be to calm you down: he won't care why you're crying, he'll just hug you tightly

After calming you down, he'll try to convince you to tell him who did that to you

When you tell him that, he'll freeze for a moment, but he'll soon recover and come back to hold you tighter than before, telling you how brave and strong you are, but also to come to him if it happens again

He'll ask his brother to help him to protect you: from then on, Kaoru will stay close to you like a bodyguard whenever he can, Hikaru will watch you from afar when his twin can't be close to you

He'll also make a promise to himself, that's never to let anyone hurt you like that again

H. Mitsukuni (Honey)

He'll immediately run towards you, hugging you tightly

When he finds out those who did that to you are his fans, his face will darken, and he'll break your embrace, give you Usa-chan and run away to those responsible for your situation

After arriving at his fans, he'll tell them to leave you alone, appearing calm on the outside and behaving as usual, but seething with anger on the inside

After this, he'll return to you to take Usa-chan back and whisper compliments to you, so that you won't think about the words of your attackers

He won't let any more unpleasant things happen to you, because he's sweet and kind, but if someone he loves gets hurt by someone...

M. Takashi (Mori)

At first he won't know how to react, so he'll stare at you for a few seconds and then give you some embarrassing pats on the head

"Y/N." "…Yes?" "What's wrong?"

After you explain what happened, he'll nod and awkwardly wrap his arm around you protectively

The next day (he'll have had to go to ask the other Hosts for advice and their approval on what he intends to do) he'll go to his fans and tell them to leave you alone

He won't care what happens next or if they're no longer his fans: for him the important thing is your happiness and security

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every other ohshc host's backstory:

ooh ahh my parents.... i am missing one of my parents... my parents are neglectful, my family members... ooh ahh they're so mean... ehuhuhuhuuhuhh 😢😢😢😭😭😭😔😔😔😞😞☹️☹️🙁🙁😕

Mori:

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OHSHC self insert au fic art in 2024??? damn

I wrote the AU nearly 3 years ago and it’s just been sitting in my notes, so I thought it’d be fun to visualize some of the scenes aksnsk

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Ohshc! Reaction to insecurity about money:

Never seen anyone include Renge so,…but can you tell who my favorite is?

Haruhi

Haruhi would completely understand where you’re coming from, as she grew up in a similar situation. She’d gently remind you that there’s no shame in needing help and would probably offer compromises, like splitting the cost or cooking meals together. She’d want you to feel comfortable without making a big fuss.

“I get why you feel that way, but there’s nothing wrong with asking for help. Besides, it’s just food—it’s not like I’m expecting you to pay me back with interest or anything.”

Tamaki

Tamaki would be heartbroken at the idea of you feeling self-conscious about money. He’d dramatically proclaim that he wants to take care of you and insists that you shouldn’t hesitate to ask. Expect a lot of heartfelt speeches about how your happiness matters more to him than money. He’d also make a point of showing you how much he enjoys "commoner" meals to make you feel less out of place.

“Mon amour, your happiness is priceless! Let me treat you—it’s the least I can do for the person who has captured my heart!”

Kyoya

Kyoya would handle it more pragmatically. He’d notice your hesitations before you even voiced them and would discreetly handle expenses without making a big deal out of it. He might casually say something like, “I was planning to cover it anyway,” to ease your worries.

“You worrying about this is a waste of time. Let me handle it—money isn’t something you need to concern yourself with around me.”

Honey

Honey would immediately insist on treating you, probably while hugging you tightly and offering you cake. He’d say something like, “You’re so silly! Of course I’ll pay for it!” He’d never let you feel guilty about it and would focus on making you smile instead.

“As long as I get to see you smile, that’s all that matters! Now, how about some dessert?”

Mori

Mori wouldn’t say much, but his actions would speak volumes. If he noticed you hesitating, he’d simply take care of the bill without a word and maybe give you a comforting pat on the head or a small smile to reassure you.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

Hikaru

Hikaru might initially struggle to understand why you’re self-conscious, as he’s used to a world where money is never an issue. He’d probably tease you at first, saying something like, “Why are you being so dramatic about something so small?” But when he realized your feelings were genuine, he’d become protective.

“You’re with me now, so stop worrying about stuff like this. Just let me take care of it, okay?”

Kaoru

Kaoru would be more intuitive and empathetic than Hikaru about your self-consciousness. He’d notice your hesitation immediately and gently address it, saying something like, “You know it’s okay to ask for help, right? It doesn’t bother me.”

“You don’t have to carry this on your own. I want to help you, not because I have to, but because I care about you.”

Renge

Renge would be over-the-top about wanting to help. She’d dramatically declare that it’s her duty to make sure you’re cared for and would probably come up with elaborate plans to spoil you.

“As your devoted partner, it’s my responsibility to take care of everything! Leave it to me, darling!”

Two posts in a month!?!? I believe that’s a new record for me!

[anonymousewrites]

Lavender for Royalty; Sage for Wisdom (Book 1)

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Chapter One: Coriander for Hidden Worth

Summary: (Y/N) is surprised to find that their mentee has stumbled into the Host Club.

            “So have your classes been going well so far?” said (Y/N), smiling and leaning on their hand.

            Haruhi nodded. “The academics are more rigorous here, but I’ve dealt with hard classes before.”

            “Good,” said (Y/N). “I’m glad the transition is going well for you.” They laughed lightly. “I remember trying to find my way around this place the first couple of weeks. I was almost late so many times.”

            Haruhi sweat-dropped. “Tell me about it…”

            Haruhi, like (Y/N), was a scholarship student. (Y/N) was her mentor since they were a year older and a successful scholarship student themself. (Y/N) had high hopes for Haruhi, even if she was a bit more reserved and uninterested in getting involved at the school. Haruhi was focused on getting herself into a good college so she could become a lawyer, and Ouran was the place to do it. (Y/N) wouldn’t fault her for being studious—they, too, focused heavily on their own academics.

            “But you’ve figured things out,” said (Y/N). “So I’m glad.” They looked at Haruhi. “But remember that the academy does encourage extracurriculars. You should choose some sort of club—even just a future lawyers organization.”

            “I’ll think about it,” said Haruhi. She huffed. “Isn’t it enough that they make the uniforms too expensive and all the buildings so fancy? I have to be involved, too?”

            “Ouran boasts well-rounded students,” said (Y/N), chuckling. “That means clubs.” They glanced at the clock. “Speaking of which, I have to get ready for mine.” They stood. “Bye, Haruhi. Let me know if you need anything.” They waved and walked off.

            Haruhi looked at the clock and at her books. I should find someplace to get homework done.

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            The door to Music Room 3 creaked open, and the Host Club members looked over, expecting a new guest.

            “Welcome,” they said in tandem.

            Instead, they faced a brown-haired, slightly scruffy student who stared in shock.

            I didn’t expect Haruhi here, thought (Y/N), amused as Haruhi’s jaw dropped open.

            “It’s a man,” said Kaoru and Hikaru together.

            “Men are valuable patrons too,” said Tamaki, shrugging.

            (Y/N) stifled a chuckle. Kyoya raised a brow, and they exchanged a look. Unsurprisingly, Kyoya already knew Haruhi was a biological girl and identified as such. However, who were they to tell the other Host Club members? They could figure it out for themselves.

            “Welcome to Ouran Host Club, Haruhi Fujioka, scholarship student,” greeted Tamaki gallantly. “You are a rare creature in this place.”

            So he knows who she is but doesn’t know she’s not a boy? (Y/N) was so glad Tamaki was so dense; he brought a smile to their face. “Tamaki, don’t refer to scholarship students as ‘creatures.’ ”

            Tamaki grinned at (Y/N). “I would never disrespect you!”

            “Good,” said (Y/N).

            “After all, it takes tenacity and thick skin for scholarship students to make it here since it is difficult for them to fit in with our culture,” said Kyoya bluntly.

            “I think on that front I have more tact than you, Kyoya,” said (Y/N), raising a brow.

            Kyoya smirked slightly. “Perhaps.”

            “In short,” said Tamaki. “Fujioka, you’re a trailblazer!” He held Haruhi close and dramatically waved his arms. “Top student in your class, yet you’re poorer than a church mouse. Some may call you a weed or despise your low-class status.”

            An irk mark appeared on Haruhi’s forehead. She was clearly learning Tamaki was an idiot (and had yet to see that he was a lovable idiot when he wasn’t so dense).

            “There’s nothing wrong with poverty, of course. You’re a crusader, and a crusader only needs one thing—a reckless heart,” declared Tamaki. “Of course, we heard the rumor you’re a gay man—”

            “…Huh?” Haruhi stared.

            “What is your type? Wild? Cutsey? Or…” Tamaki grinned and titled her chin up. “Am I more your style?”

            Haruhi jumped away. “N-No, it’s not like that at all!”

            “Are you really a crusader, Haru?” said Honey, grinning. “Do you have stories of saving princesses? I love those!”

            “Who are you calling Haru?!”

            Poor Honey retreated to Mori.

            “(Y/N), you, what, this is the club you’re a part of?” said Haruhi, staring at her mentor.

            “I have fun,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “They bring in quite a few clients,” remarked Kyoya.

            Haruhi deadpanned before shaking her head. “Look, I was just trying to find a quiet place,” she said, backing away as Tamaki approached again. “So excuse me—”

            Bump!

            (Y/N) darted forward to try to save Haruhi from disaster.

            Crash!

            A blue and white vase hit the ground and broke into a million pieces. (Y/N) winced as a shard cut their hand. Haruhi stared at the destruction in horror.

            “That vase was by Rune,” said Hikaru. “It was to be the featured item in the next school auction.”

            “The bidding was going to start at eight million yen, but I don’t think it will fetch that now,” said Kauro.

            “I-I’ll pay for it…” Poor Haruhi trailed of.

            “You bet you will, but how? You can’t even afford a uniform,” said Hikaru and Kauro.

            “All my father could offer me was this hand-me-down sweater,” groaned Haruhi as the twins twisted the knife. She looked at (Y/N). “I’m sorry about your hand, I didn’t mean to—”

            (Y/N) waved their hand. “Don’t worry about it, Haruhi.”

            “Well, Tamaki, how should we handle this?” said Kyoya, sighing and looking at Tamaki.

            “Fujioka, are you familiar with the saying, ‘when in Rome, do as the Romans do?’ ” said Tamaki. “And this—‘If you don’t have the cash, pay with your carcass?’ As of today, you’re the Host Club’s dog!”

            Haruhi’s jaw dropped open, and her soul floated from her body. (Y/N) patted her on the back, holding their hold hand up as blood dripped from their palm.

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            Haruhi’s eyebrow twitched as she watched all of the hosts complete their “duties.” Tamaki flattered every one of his princesses, the twins had their strange routine, Honey ate with people, Mori watched over Honey and the guests dutifully, and (Y/N) moved between people with easy friendliness that had all the women smiling.

            “Oh, (Y/N), what happened to your hand?” said a worried guests, looking at the cut on their hand.

            “Just a little accident,” said (Y/N), smiling. “Don’t worry for me. Please make sure to take care of yourself.” The guest’s face turned red. “I’d rather be the one getting hurt than you.”

            The guests squealed as (Y/N) walked off with a smile.

            “You guys live in another world,” said Haruhi, sweat-dropping. She was a bit impressed—she had never seen (Y/N) act like that, though they were always kind and friendly—that (Y/N) handled it so simply.

            “We simply apply our individual talents to meet the needs of our clients,” said Kyoya.

            “People like being treated with kindness,” said (Y/N). “Some like Tamaki’s princely nature, some like the normalcy I bring.” They smiled. “Everyone gets to enjoy themselves.”

            “Now,” said Kyoya, looking at Haruhi. “Your duties.” Haruhi shivered at the official tone. “You’ll handle basic chores for a while. You can refuse, of course, but my family’s reach is long and wide. I’d suggest a passport.”

            Haruhi looked at (Y/N) for help.

            “I’d just listen, if I were you,” said (Y/N).

            “You’ve got eight million yen’s worth of chores to do and not much to offer a girl,” said Tamaki.

            Haruhi jumped as he appeared behind her. She huffed. “Man, woman, whatever, how we look is irrelevant anyways, right?

            “I like you for a reason,” said (Y/N) fondly.

            “It’s what’s inside that’s important,” said Haruhi.

            “Well, that’s true, and it’s so cruel how sometimes God bestows perfection inside and out,” sighed Tamaki dramatically.

            Haruhi’s eyebrow twitched.

            “But console yourself with that, if you like! I understand,” declared Tamaki. “How can you live with yourself otherwise?”

            “I got it,” said Haruhi suddenly.

            “Got what?” said Tamaki brightly.

            “You’re annoying,” said Haruhi bluntly.

            Tamaki retreated to a corner, and (Y/N) began chuckling. Kyoya smirked in amusement.

            “That’s telling him,” laughed Kauro and Hikaru.

            Haruhi sweat-dropped. “Um, Tamaki—”

            “ ‘King,’ ” said Tamaki sullenly. “That’s what they call me here.”

            “Tamaki, no one calls you that,” said (Y/N), putting their hands on their hips. “Don’t trick Haruhi.”

            Tamaki pouted.

            “I just wanted a quiet place to study,” groaned Haruhi.

            “How about at home?” said Tamaki.

            “Dad brings his girls over during the day. He works at night,” explained Haruhi.

            “Guess that throws a wrench in things,” said Tamaki. “He won’t pay tuition, either?”

            “It’s not like that,” said Haruhi. “It’s been rough, you know? I don’t want to burden him. Along with everything else, he was stuck raising me all by himself for ten years.”

            “I’d define that situation as pathetic,” said Tamaki.

            “No, it’s—”

            “Did you subsist on rice and horseradish?” cried Tamaki. “So poor that you might have been sold to a mean master who’d overwork you and leave you crying into your pillow every night?!”

            “Where’d that come from?!” shouted Haruhi.

            “Very well, I’ll cut you a deal,” said Tamaki decisively. “Your appearance makes the appearance hopeless, but I will do my best to teach you. Let’s see…let’s make it one hundred! Yes! If you can garner on hundred requests, I’ll wave your debt to the Host Club! And you’ll be the star host for girls who like poor people!”

            “I…I don’t want to!” cried Haruhi. “I’ll dust, scrub floors, anything but that!

            “Don’t worry, Haruhi, it’s not all bad. You get nice food,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            Haruhi groaned since that was barely any sort of encouragement. Just barely.

            “Your training starts now!” said Tamaki, grabbing Haruhi.

            “(Y/N), help—”

            “You’re going to do great, Haruhi,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            Haruhi groaned as she was dragged away.

            “Your next guest is arriving in five minutes,” said Kyoya, checking his notebook. He looked at (Y/N)’s hand. “You should put a bandage on that cut. We can’t have one of our hosts getting an infection, can we?”

            “It would be bad for business,” agreed (Y/N), smiling.”

            “Indeed,” agreed Kyoya with a closed-eye smile.

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            “I’ve heard, Tamaki, that you’re raising a kitten that doesn’t have proper pedigree,” said Ayanokoji, a slight smirk in her voice.

            “Ah, yes, a bit hopeless, to be honest, but I couldn’t him fend for himself, now, could I?” said Tamaki, smiling.

            “How kind of you,” said Ayanokoji. “Taking care of the needy.”

            (Y/N) knew her gaze flitted to them, and they kept their eyes on their clients, smiling at them. (Y/N) wasn’t letting her get into their head. They knew she saw them as a pity-party that the Host Club took care of and undoubtedly viewed Haruhi as the same, but (Y/N) didn’t care about her opinion, so they weren’t going to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.

“Aha, you’re back from shopping,” said Tamaki as Haruhi entered the room.

            Haruhi had evaded most of the host duties given to her by just doing chores and running errands.

            “Find everything?” said Tamaki.

            “Yeah,” said Haruhi, unpacking the shopping bag.

            “Eh? What’s this?” said Tamaki, gesturing to a container.

            “Coffee.” Haruhi deadpanned. “It was on your list.”

            “But…ground coffee?” asked Tamaki.

            “Not ground. Instant,” corrected Haruhi.

            “Whoa!” exclaimed Tamaki, and the other hosts hurried over to him. “The one you just pour water in? How proletarian!”

            “I’ve heard of it but never seen it,” remarked Kyoya.

            “What do you think I’ve been drinking every morning?” said (Y/N).

            “Hm.” Kyoya jotted down a note.

            “So it’s true! Poor people have no time to grind their beans!” exclaimed Kauro.

            “It’s how common folk cope,” said Hikaru.

            “I’ve always wanted to try it! Let’s brew some up,” said Honey excitedly. Mori nodded.

            Haruhi looked at (Y/N) incredulously. “Do they seriously not know what instant coffee is?”

            “Nope,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “You’ve never made any?” said Haruhi.

            “I’ve never been the Host Club’s dog so I never ran errands,” said (Y/N) with a closed-eye smile.

            Haruhi deflated. “Low blow,” she groaned. “I’ll go and get the expensive stuff.” She sighed and turned around.

            “No, I’ll drink this!” said Tamaki.

            “Whoa, you’re brave,” teased Hikaru.

            “Three dollars for 3.5 ounces? Not great value,” said Kaoru. “Hardly worth one cup.”

            Haruhi faced (Y/N). “Is this how they always are?”

            (Y/N) smiled. “Yes. But…” Their gaze softened. “You grow fond of it.”

            “Yeah, sure,” said Haruhi.

            “Haruhi~ We want coffee!” said Tamaki.

            “They’re just messing around, you know,” said Ayanokoji, chuckling softly but with intense maliciousness anyways. “That stuff won’t suit their taste at all.”

            “Huh?” said Haruhi, surprised by her words.

            “…” (Y/N)’s smile fell, and their gaze hardened.

            “Oh, sorry.” Ayanokoji smiled. “I was talking to myself.”

            “Aha.” Haruhi doubted that, and as she glanced at (Y/N), she saw that (Y/N) wasn’t fooled by Ayanokoji’s manners, either.

            “Haruhi! Make us some of this commoner’s coffee!” said Tamaki again. “Everyone’s keen to try it!”

            Haruhi sighed. “I’ll get hot water.”

            “I’ll get some cups,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “At least you have my back,” said Haruhi. (Y/N) chuckled

            While everyone watched with strange interest, Haruhi made the instant coffee, and cups were handed out to the curious guests and hosts.

            “I won’t be responsible if they don’t like it,” said Haruhi decisively.

            “I’m not sure…” said one guest.

            “My dad will freak…” said another girl.

            “Would you prefer to drink from my mouth?” flirted Tamaki.

            “N-No, a cup’s fine,” said the girl, her face turning completely red.

            Haruhi deadpanned.

            “Doesn’t it seem wrong for Tamaki to drink such swill?” said one guest. “Doesn’t it, Ayanokoji?”

            “Well, it’s all part of this new project of his. He thinks the last one went well, after all,” said Ayanokoji. “Though he may be overdoing it about.”

            (Y/N)’s gaze flicked to Ayanokoji as they overhead her. “…” They didn’t like her view of Haruhi. Condescending rich people are the worst type.

            “Very little taste,” said Kyoya, tasting the coffee. “The aftertaste is interesting, however.”

            (Y/N) turned to him. “I’m surprised you tried it.”

            “I could hardly trust Tamaki’s tastes. He raves about everything,” said Kyoya.

            (Y/N) chuckled. “Very true.”

            “You said you drink this every morning?” said Kyoya.

            “With how late I stay up doing schoolwork? Yes,” said (Y/N). They were a scholarship student for a reason.

            “I doubt this is helping your cognitive abilities,” said Kyoya. “I’ll have my driver drop off proper coffee at your home.” He returned to his notebook, not taking any arguments against it.

            (Y/N) smiled. “If you insist, Kyoya.”

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For the record, Kyoya was genuinely asking

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Ouran Highschool Host club moment

Alternate version below:

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Pet Names:

OHSHC edition

-Tamaki Suoh

-Princess, sweetheart, my love, darling, care bear

Tamaki prefers classic and saccharine nicknames. He will use any and all sweet, wholesome pet name under the sun for you. Uses pet names more than your actual name to refer to you.

-Kyoya Ootori

-Doll, sugar, my star, mouse, button, lovely

Kyoya is also a fan of classic pet names but typically goes for more sophisticated ones. In front of people he mostly uses your name with a pet name here or there, and it’s a similar case when you’re alone.

-Takashi Morinozuka

-Bunny, angel, my moon, dragonfly, duchess

He has sweet and meaningful pet names for you. He the more personal the pet name is the quieter he will whisper it into your ear. In front of people he only uses your name but behind closed doors he will not say your actual name unless he has to, it’s a little bit like pulling teeth for him.

-Mitsukuni Haninozuka

-Baby, bubs, sweetie, my dumpling, plum

Honey also really likes sweet nicknames for you. Both with and without company he uses pet names without care. He comes up with new pet names very often but they are all sweet and half the time food related.

-Haruhi Fujioka

-Babe, my robin, pretty, dearie

She likes older sounding pet names, the kind grandparents use. She uses charming pet names with you, classics that never grow old. She only really uses them in domestic and extremely casual settings though.

-Kaoru Hitachiin

-Honey, my sunshine, pumpkin, Juliet

He enjoys classic, everyday pet names. Something stuck with him when he read Romeo and Juliet, so he calls you his Juliet. He’s the type to primarily use pet names behind closed doors.

-Hikaru Hitachiin

-Pookie, my lamb, peanut, Viola

He is all over the place when it comes to pet names, one moment it’s wholesome, another it’s flirty, and another it’s teasing. He likes to openly use pet names, he’s way less shy about it. His favorite Shakespeare play was Twelth Night, he enjoyed the humor and also really likes the characters, he truly sees you as his Viola that makes his life complete, you are his other half.

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