#ask-the-king-tamaki-suoh

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OHSHC members when you flirt with them

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Prompt: “Did it hurt…when you fell from heaven?”

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Haruhi Fujioka

“Huh?”

Genuinely confused

She has no romantic experience whatsoever, so she has no idea if you’re flirting with her or not

“Thank you..I guess?”

Kaoru Hitachiin

“Oh.”

His face turns SO red and he freezes

He basically malfunctions 💀

I wholeheartedly believe that this man has never been actually flirted with

“Thank you..”

Hikaru Hitachiin

“Why, of course not. The very sight of your gorgeous face was enough to break my fall”

HOW IS HE SO SMOOTH-

He redirects the flirting to you

INTENSE EYE CONTACT SHAKDB

He’s simply a pro 🤷🏾‍♂️ (and the opposite of his brother)

Tamaki Suoh

“Of course not, my dear. I had you to catch me”

Flirts back 💀

You bet your ass he took a hold of your hand and kissed the back of it while making eye contact

Somehow a white rose ended up tucked behind your ear-

You can’t out-flirt the king 🤷🏾‍♂️

Kyoya Ootori

Okay, I see this going two ways with this guy

“No, not really. You see, I happened to crawl from the very depths of hell”

He just ruins the mood and goes on about his day 😭

OR

“Why, shouldn’t I be asking you that, darling?”

Flirts back 🤭

He’s so smooth w it too

Mitsukuni Haninozuka

“Awe, thank you [Nickname]-Chan!”

He gives you a kiss on the cheek before offering you a slice of cake to show his gratitude!

He’s such a cutie 🥰

Takashi Morinozuka

He doesn’t have a verbal response

But you can tell that you caught him off guard by his body language

His eyes widen and his cheeks turn red 🤭

He gives you a kiss on the cheek as a response before walking away

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Haruhi and her frogin freind are out shopping together

How would three character of the host club be when they stalking them!

You and Haruhi have finally gotten together after so long. Traveling with your father’s business you’ve met quite a few people in your travels: karate masters, a flamboyant blonde, a really persuasive guy with glasses, and so many more. But nothing is like the market in your hometown or rather one of your hometowns. 

Unbeknownst to you and Haruhi, the Ouran Host Club can’t help but follow after the mysterious person they met just last Summer. 

Tamaki Suoh

“What a surprise the damsel we’ve been talking about happens to be here! Charge onward!” 

He’s too excited and far too loud about his ambitions to follow you

Their ‘king’ isn’t exactly the best at covert operations despite his inclination for them

And if you or Haruhi don’t already know he’s there one of you will find him out

If it's you, you’ll call him asking ‘what brings you here?’

And he happily will join you two 

Buying whatever he sees your eyes linger on 

even if it's only a moment

When the day finally ends and you wave goodbye to make sure Haruhi gets home he waits for you

Now Tamaki Suoh could very well stay away from you watching protectively as you get home

But he’s too much of a gentleman to let you go alone

Or that he absolutely feeds off of your attention

Even if you originally refuse he won’t let you he’ll still escort you

Even attempting to invite himself inside but when he notices your frantic breathing and darting eyes he excuses himself 

Making a show of driving away before instructing that they return in a couple hours

“My poor angel! All alone in such poverty! I just have to make sure they sleep well!”

Kyoya Ootori

“I’d also appreciate an in-depth look at their…personal life.” 

He has to control his excitement with a push of his glasses

Typically he’d leave such a job to his…hired help 

He gets plenty of updates from them but nothing beats getting the facts of his future spouse from ground zero

If he wasn’t so pretty and such a smooth talker it might have been easier not to be swarmed 

But eventually, he gets a disguise good enough that he can continue to silently follow after 

He’s sloppy because he hasn’t done this before or rather its been a while since he has

But he manages to maintain his cover

Making sure to make note of your conversation and preferences as you stop for food or buy different items 

When the day ends he tails you from a distance by driver as he notes the safety of your route and neighborhood 

Being sure to complain threaten the city council about the lack of lighting in specific alleyways

Of course, he will collect the Ootori photographers’ work for the day and decide which one he wants for his calendar, his wallet, his corkboard, his office wall, his bedside, his ceiling

“I’ve seen enough of their common lifestyle, it's time I elevated that. After all, we can’t have my love of all people being forced to live so below their means.”

Hikaru Hitachiin

“Well, aren’t you two cuties looking happy today!” 

He’s already an avid stalker of yours 

Now Haruhi is so used to this behavior she can wave it off calming any suspicions you have when you recall how this same situation occurred once before

Just like he planned

But now there's no shaking him off now 

He’s following the both of you all throughout the day

Being sure to pick off your food with the toothpick that you’d been sucking on

Or being sure to lick the strokes on your popsicle you bought just moments before

Taking every opportunity to pull at your fingers whenever he wants to look at a ‘commoner’s’ stall

He’s even walking you home 

Actually, he’s decided he wants a sleepover 

You can’t refuse him, can you?

Because he does have that photo of you

How’d he get it? He’ll never tell

But you best cook him some commoner alternative to Italian cuisine

Otherwise, you’ll just have to pack up and come to his house

“Don’t forget (Y/n)~ you owe me for destroying this picture~! So what’s it going to be?”

Kaoru Hitachiin

“Hey, I’m glad I ran into you here! Been trying to widen my horizons and decided to try the commoner’s market! Mind if I hang out with you guys?”

He’s a lot more casual 

Having a bonafide reason why he’s here 

You would have never guessed he had bugged your phone when you last met

He’s great at acting casual 

Oddly less mischievous without his brother 

It's easy to oblige when he asks you to pose a ring for him

‘Don’t worry about it! It's for a friend of his!’ is what he says

Or when he asks about what you like off-handedly returning with it in hand from a supposed bathroom break

He’ll walk you and Haruhi home 

So nice you only think it nice to offer your bathroom for the long drive he was in for on the way home

He couldn’t be happier to see the forgotten clothes strewn in your bathroom in person

Or letting the water run while he holds your toothbrush in his mouth then switch it with his decoy

“Thanks for spending your day with me! We’ve got to schedule one of around one of these days, preferably just the two of us!”

Mitsukuni “Honey” Haninozuka

“(Y/n)-channn!!! Come try this commoner food! It really is delicious!”

Honey has two stalking styles the silent type that makes use of his ninja prowess 

And the type that just abandons watching you from afar entirely

He typically resorts to the former when you're out with potential rivals 

Sabotaging every way he can before he results to pummeling the problem this person

But this time, it's personal

Haruhi is his friend but you are his future his sweetie cake just ripe for the taking

And while with most friends he doubts you’d be interested as he’s pretty confident they get the memo

But he knows Haruhi just draws people in that way 

And he will not let that happen

So every time you go to look into her eyes he’s shoving ice cream, cake, tarts, his face in between you two

It's so much like his normal personality so neither of you questions it

It's also nothing to question when he walks you home before letting himself inside to give you whatever sweet you like

If you don’t like sweets he’s just bringing cake that he can invite himself to eat it

You can’t really stop him when he insists on exploring your home as if he didn’t already memorize where everything is

Moving faster than you can grab a hold of him he might let you go if you hug him+

“Wowww (Y/n), your house is so small! Y’know you should come to my house, it's way bigger! You can even have your own room at my place!”

Takashi Morinozuka

“...I didn’t want to disturb you two.”

He’s really good at this 

Athleticism and stealth when he really tries give him the advantage

The only thing that can throw him off his game is you

He either gets lost as he watches you gush over a keychain or a stall you were particularly passionate about 

So busy swooning silently that he’ll hardly notice when Haruhi finally taps him awake 

With him, she’s the only one who can quite obviously tell 

And since Mori has hardly shown any worrisome behavior she invites him

He’s so excited to be noticed by you 

And will enthusiastically nod his head whenever you talk to me

Probably offered by Haruhi he’ll walk you home

Only now speaking more than he typically would

He can’t help but blush as he sees you continue to look at him only him

When he bids you goodnight he’ll stand in front of your home for awhile 

Intensely watching your silhouette pad around in the window as you start your nightly routine

Imagining himself alongside you after his timer goes off he leaves reluctantly

Switching out with his subordinates

“Goodnight, (Y/n).”

[love-anteros]

music taste of the ouran host club ᐟᐟ☆ .ᐟ

—personal ouran headcanons ♡ —some taylor swift hc inspo from @cold-heart-warm-writings

haruhi fujioka

definitely a mitski girlie.

fav songs off mitski’s discography: “my love mine all mine,” “first love / late spring,” “class of 2013,” “once more to see you”

tamaki always recommends taylor swift songs to them; ends up enjoying folklore (“invisible string,” “august”) 

hc from tiktok (@/gyuldangie): tamaki told them that “when emma falls in love” reminded him of their relationship, and haruhi says that the song’s just ok. he later sees the song saved on her favorite playlist … :)

also enjoys ichiko aoba & lamp

tamaki pays for their duo spotify premium account ♡

exchanges song recommendations w kaoru; definitely has a few phoebe songs on their playlists

listens to red velvet w hani on occasion 

tamaki suoh

hardcore swiftie. definitely bought front row seats + backstage passes for the eras tour and begged the entire host club to accompany him.

speak now + lover stan, loves a few songs off rep, 1989, & fearless 

“haruhi, do you think taylor thought of me when she wrote ‘king of my heart’ & ‘gorgeous’ ?~ “

“i absolutely believe that taylor pictured our beloved romance when she wrote lover, haruhi .ᐟ~”

fav songs off taylor’s discography: “lover,” “paper rings,” “you are in love,” “speak now,” “enchanted,” “love story”

also likes other pop artists: katy perry (“teenage dream,” “california girls”) harry styles (“adore you”)

a bit of classical piano mixed into his playlist; immediate jump from taylor to chopin when his spotify is on shuffle

he is absolutely a laufey fan .ᐟ (dedicated the entire bewitched album to haruhi … )

listens to a bit of mitski b/c of haruhi: “ hm … i think that ‘my love mine all mine’ reminds me of you, my lovely haruhi :) “

enjoys tv girl & ricky montgomery recs from haruhi: “lovers rock,” “mr. loverman,” “my heart is buried in venice,” “boy toy,” “line without a hook” ♡

hani introduced him to kpop, & he absolutely loves a few svt, nct, & txt songs .ᐟ — “perfume,” “to you,” “imperfect love,” “light a flame,” “way home”

hikaru hitachiin 

frank ocean, tyler the creator, the weeknd 

“white ferrari,” “are we still friends,” “ivy,” “super rich kids,” “new magic wand,” “escape from la,” “foreword” .ᐟ

kaoru introduced him to rex orange county; likes “corduroy dreams,” “uno,” “open a window”

that one scene where hikaru comforts haruhi during the thunder storm? his headphones were def playing “sunflower” by rex orange county 

kaoru hitachiin

phoebe bridgers, gracie abrams ☼

“i know it won’t work,” “i know the end,” “kyoto,” “motion sickness,” “garden song,” “where do we go now?”

likes a few taylor songs from red + folklore

a sucker for “all too well” — 10 minute ver.

absolutely sobbed to “i guess” by mitski; recommended by haruhi °˖➴ (“i guess this is the end / i’ll have to learn / to be somebody else / it’s been you and me / since before i was me / without you, i don't yet know / quite how to live”)

kyoya ootori 

matt maltese .ᐟ

tamaki learned how to play the piano part of “when you wash your hair” for kyoya’s birthday ♡

fav songs from matt maltese’s discography: “as the world caves in,” “everyone adores you (at least i do),” “krystal,” “smile in the face of the devil,” “little person”

definitely does NOT cry & think about tamaki when he listens to “wish you’d ask me” .ᐟ

… secretly enjoys twice & attended a concert w hani + mori; mina bias 

small crush on yeonjun from txt

listens to mac demarco w haruhi (“one more love song,” “for the first time,” “heart to heart”)

a few classical piano songs recommended by tamaki on his favorite playlist ♡ 

mitsukuni "hani" haninozuka 

diehard twice stan.

nayeon + momo bias 

also likes loona (esp chuu .ᐟ) & txt

♡ “blue hour” (& the other songs on minisode1: blue hour), “pop,” “heart attack,” “love countdown,” “chocolate” (day6), “polaroid love”

definitely doxxed a 12 yr. old b/c they said that nayeon flopped w her solo debut °˖➴ (he already didn’t have enough sleep that day after trying to get twice concert tickets all night … )

tried listening to kanye during his middle school “tough guy” phase … hated it.

listens to taylor every now & then w tamaki; fearless & speak now stan

takashi "mori" morinozuka 

looks like he’d be the type of guy to listen to frank ocean & tyler the creator … listens to the most basic music in existence. (still love mori, though .ᐟ )

… imagine dragons 

listened to “high hopes” by p!atd on loop.

probably likes some drake songs 

listens to kpop w hani though & takes him to concerts; hani would sit on top of his shoulders so he could see the stage

—+ regardless of their diverse music tastes, they all bond over olivia rodrigo & definitely had a sleepover where they listened to the entire guts album ♡

—+ also, ik that ouran takes place in the early 2000s & they definitely wouldn't be listening to modern western music + kpop, but oh well .ᐟ (this is just a reflection of my own music taste, i think ... )

[bloomingforerza]

Head canons for reader once being best friends and crushing hard on Tamaki Souh and Kyoya Ootori but ghosted them due to strict parental orders? Hosts reactions and feelings towards reader?

Tamaki Suoh and Kyoya Ootori — Ghosting them because of your parents + how they’d react

notes from bloom: hi guys!!!! happy new years! :) here is a request i’ve been working on since saturday, its a long one! i tried to go into detail more in this fic, and i hope requester likes it. im not one for angst with a sad ending unless specifically asked for it, so if that’s something you want feel free to submit an angsty angst request :) enjoy and happy reading!

TAGS: angst with a happy ending, some fluff, hosts are more present in tamaki’s than kyoya’s, we all know kyoya fronts for the host club, not much crazy stuff really just some mild angst and fluff hehe

Tamaki Suoh

🌸 You’ve had a crush on Tamaki Suoh since he joined Ouran in middle school. He was very popular amongst the crowd, but he always wanted to follow you.

🌸 Shortly after finding out your families’ groups were trade partners, you became close friends, and things didn’t stop progressing from there.

🌸 All throughout middle school you’d been in the same class, and once Tamaki began to befriend Kyoya, you didn’t particularly like his attitude at first, but he never gave you an issue. Thus, the three of you became a trio.

🌸 Even after the two of them started their host club, you would visit every day just to hang out with Tamaki.

🌸 When he would dote on other ladies, you’d get this feeling of jealousy inside of you. You knew you were being irrational, considering this is what they do here at the host club.

🌸 You’d always catch him sneaking glances at you after, though, and he’d smile your way. Not anything cheeky or teasing, just a genuine and kind smile, almost like his words were meant for you.

🌸 That was what your delusional little love-sick brain told your anyways.

🌸 But one day, quite randomly, your father had a disagreement with Tamki’s father and demanded you cut ties with him.

🌸 And you didn’t know what to do. Being in his class, being best friends with him, having a huge unshakable crush on him? How would you even bring yourself to be able to go about it?

🌸 And so your only real choice was to just block his phone number, then do your best to ignore him in class. That’s what you thought would work, anyways.

🌸 Except Tamaki noticed you blocked him straight away. And you know Tamaki, he’s the KING of dramatics. He tried calling your house, but the maid said you weren’t in.

🌸 At school, he noticed you began to avoid him. He tried to talk to you, but you’d run away and talk to one of your girl friends instead. It felt like a punch in the face to him

🌸 He found out later that evening from his father what had happened. His father said he’d cut ties with the (L/n) group, and he knew how your father could be.

🌸 So he made it his personal mission to try to speak to you again. Tamaki had feelings for you, he didn’t want you to slip away from him for good.

🌸 The hosts would be just as sad not seeing your face around the club anymore. Whenever Tamaki was acting out, you’d help Haruhi get him in check, you’d help the twins play pranks on him, and you’d even play with Honey and Mori.

🌸 Tamaki confided in Haruhi, and he begged her to help him talk to you again. Haruhi also was slightly fond of you, she missed having you around because Tamaki would bother you instead of her.

🌸 During lunch one day, Haruhi came to speak with you. Your anxiety drops in your stomach, you already know what she wants to talk about.

🌸 “You know Tamaki is really concerned and he misses you, right? So why are you still giving him the cold shoulder?” She’d ask, but you didn’t know what to do.

🌸 You began to cry, because you also miss Tamaki and you want nothing more than to hug him and tell him how sorry you were. You told Haruhi everything, and instead of reprimanding you, she offered a hug.

🌸 “Your parents work relationships can make your high school life here hard, but whether you choose to follow your parents lead or follow your own is entirely up to you.” She told you matter-of-factly, and you thought about what she said.

🌸 So that same day, you anxiously walk to the host club after school hours end. Haruhi’s talk had given you the clarity you needed. Your dad told you to stop speaking with Tamaki, and he thinks you did, but he doesn’t know what you do during school time.

🌸 The minute you walk through the door though, the rest of the host club is on top of you, telling you how much they missed you.

🌸 Tamaki, however, sits in shock, waiting a moment to see if you’ll run away again. But after seeing you haven’t left, he stands abruptly, walking over to you.

🌸 “(Y/n), can we talk? Alone, maybe?” He says slowly with uncertainty in his voice, and you hesitantly nod. You follow him into the empty changing rooms, and your anxiety drops into your stomach.

🌸 “Tamaki, I’m so sorry. I never wanted to stop talking to you. You probably know why I did it by now, but you have to know I never wanted to. I thought not saying anything to you at all might make things easier, because you know how my dad can be. I’m sorry.” Tears are welling up in your eyes at this point, but you can’t let yourself cry. You don’t deserve to. You hurt him, not the other way around.

🌸 “You know I don’t care what your dad thinks, right? I don’t want to stop being your friend. I will switch phone numbers, or even get a new phone for that matter. He doesn’t have to know we are still friends.” He’s pouting at you. He can see your tears, he knows you want to cry. He knows this hurt you just as much as it hurt him.

🌸 “Is that really something you would do for me?” You can’t help but start crying. He walks closer to you and pulls you into a hug. You cry it out in his chest while he pets your head, something you’ve missed.

🌸 “I have really strong feelings for you (Y/n), and your dad can’t keep my feelings away from you. I will do my best to change my dad’s mind and fix things with your dad. I care about you so much, I can’t bare you not speaking to me.” You can feel his grip on you tighten as he gets to that last part, the sincerity in his voice making you feel at peace once more.

🌸 “I feel the same way. I never wanted to cut ties with you, I can’t apologize to you enough. I feel so calm and at peace in your arms, you make me laugh so much and your voice eases all of my worries.” You laugh through your tears.

🌸 “Please be my girlfriend then, or at least go on a date with me first. We will not let our fathers tear us apart. This is going to make us stronger.” He says confidently, and you nod, looking up at him. He presses a kiss to your forehead, and you know you can do anything with him by your side.

Kyoya Ootori

🌸 Your father had opened a new operations building in Tokyo, so your family had picked up and moved halfway across the country so he could operate it.

🌸 He was a CEO for an electronics company, and he was very strict with you. But moving felt like you’d have a new sense of freedom. You’d be going to a new school and make new friends.

🌸 You had transferred to Ouran Academy your second year of middle school, and Kyoya was your first friend there. He was quiet and laid back.

🌸 Kyoya sat next to you in class. He seemed to not care much, but one day he saw you crying by yourself in the classroom. He showed you concern, and asked if you were okay.

🌸 You confided in him, and from that point on you two were best friends. You remained in the same class in your third year, and you helped Kyoya with his mission on befriending Tamaki Suoh.

🌸 In fact, you were probably the reason Kyoya didn’t blow up sooner than he did. You kept his sanity in check. You thought Tamaki was humorous and animated, although he was a bit overbearing when he got carried away.

🌸 But Kyoya eventually began to genuinely like Tamaki, and the three of you would hang out together sometimes. But he would always prefer hang out alone with you. You didn’t mind, though. You began to crush on him, so alone time was your favorite time spent together.

🌸 All the way up to now, in high school, when he realized he began to have feelings for you too. He

🌸 He’d enjoy playing games like chess and sudoku with you during class free time, or even discussing what you may do together on your upcoming day off. You’d help him out with his work at the host club, something he only trusted you with.

🌸 After you had entered high school together, however, your father became stricter with you. Whatever club you joined had to be approved by him. Anyone you spoke to, he knew of. He would look through your texts and call logs.

🌸 He took notice of your friendship with Kyoya at that point. He saw you spend your Sundays with him, you spent time with him at school, and you sure texted him a lot outside of school, and saw the way you spoke in your conversations on the phone with him.

🌸 Your dad had demanded you cut ties with Kyoya. He knew you had romantic feelings for him, you didn’t need to say so. You tried to reason with him, but he couldn’t seem to trust you for any reason at all. He reminded you that any man you’d court would be a man he chose himself.

🌸 You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t answer Kyoya’s texts that night. In fact, you stopped answering him altogether.

🌸 And he knew something weird was going on. Because the day after your father had demanded you stop talking to him (which he didn’t know of), you didn’t show up to school.

🌸 And at first, Kyoya was concerned. He tried to text you again during lunch hours, but got no response. The next day was Sunday, and you and he had plans to go to a new book store that had just opened up today.

🌸 However, you weren’t answering his phone calls. But trust and believe you were getting them, because all you could manage to do was cry and watch your phone ring for the past couple of days.

🌸 But Monday quickly came, and you couldn’t play the sick card again. You had to catch up on the work you had misses Saturday, so missing another day wasn’t an option for you.

🌸 You wear a hoodie over your head as you try not to draw too much attention to yourself. You took your seat next to Kyoya’s, who thankfully hadn’t arrived to school yet.

🌸 However when he did finally show up, you felt the anxiety begin to bubble in your stomach. “(Y/n), did I do something to offend you? Are you angry with me?” You heard him ask from his seat, but all you could do was look away.

🌸 Kyoya tells the hosts what happened later that day. He didn’t know what to do. You would not speak to him and you wouldn’t even so much as look at him.

🌸 “She definitely is acting strange.” Hikaru said. “Maybe she’s finally tired of us.” Kaoru adds with a pout, and Kyoya thinks. You definitely didn’t get tired of them, that isn’t your personality.

🌸 Kyoya gave it a couple of days, he wasn’t sure how to approach you. He had to know what happened, and he was going to find out for sure.

🌸 He walked up to your desk, where you were were silently reading a book, and he cleared his throat. You looked up at him, and the panic set in when you realized it was Kyoya. You knew why he was standing here and you knew what he wanted to talk about.

🌸 “(Y/n), we need to talk. Can we go for a walk?” He suggests, and you nod, unsure of how this conversation is going to go.

🌸 You walk down to the courtyard with him, and the silence between you two has never been so awkward and unwanted. You walked over to your favorite bench to share together, where you both sat for a moment to take in your surroundings.

🌸 Kyoya looked at you as you looked everywhere but him. He always thought you were so beautiful, you look radiant in beautiful places. “What’s going on? Why have you been avoiding me?” He asks after another moment of silence, but his eyes never leave you.

🌸 You visibly tense, and you let out a loud sigh. “My dad noticed how much time we’ve been spending together, and he told me I’m not allowed to see you anymore.” You pout, looking down at your hands now. “I didn’t want to though, I never wanted to do that to you. I-I love you too much.” You began to tear up a bit, that word meaning so much for you.

🌸 Kyoya was silent again for a moment, thinking over what you said. You’d never told him that before, and he knew your dad was strict. But he felt the same for you, and he didn’t want you to have to go through everything alone.

🌸 “I understand that your father has been overbearing and more strict since you started high school. Would I be able to speak to your father myself?” He asks, and you can’t even imagine how that conversation would go. “I love you too, (Y/n), and I know doing this hurts you. Maybe I can speak with your father and change his mind about it.”

🌸 “You would try that?” You asked in a small voice of disbelief, and he nodded. “I can see that you don’t want this. And I don’t want to see you sad anymore.” He replies with a small smile. He grabs your hand that you’ve been fidgeting with and holds it on your lap.

🌸 “You can try, then.” You meet his gaze finally and smile back at him. “Even if he says no, I’m willing to keep this a secret from him for now.”

🌸 “Hopefully it won’t be for long.” He reassures once more. “Let’s get back to class.” He holds your hand the entire way back, and even if it’s for a short while, things might be okay.

[eurydicees]

tamaki suoh genderfluid

literally so real.........thinking about my theatre club au again. he was gonna play juliet in romeo and juliet.......it was gonna be so good. wait here's the snippet i ended up writing back in 2021 but then didn't finish

Kyoya is directing their fall play, meaning that it’s Shakespeare. It’s always Shakespeare, because Kyoya is pretentious about his theatre, and Tamaki has a soft spot for letting Kyoya do whatever he wants when it comes to choosing a play. This semester, he had chosen “Romeo and Juliet,” mostly because it was the only one the Hitachiin twins had agreed upon sitting through. 

Tamaki walks into the audition room, wringing his hands, and Kyoya immediately knows that something is wrong. Tamaki is never nervous about auditions, he’s never worried about them. He doesn’t care if he gets the lead role, he just likes performing. Of course, it’s easy to say that when you always get the lead role. 

“Tamaki?” Kyoya asks, watching carefully as Tamaki walks center stage. He’s biting his bottom lip, which is never a good sign. “Are you alright?” 

Tamaki takes a deep breath, then looks up, meeting Kyoya’s eyes. “I’m Tamaki Suoh, and I’ll be auditioning for Juliet.” 

Oh. 

Kyoya blinks, staring at Tamaki, not quite sure how to move forward— but something in him kicks into overdrive, immediately rolling through to the audition. So Tamaki wants to play Juliet— good for him. They don’t have enough female actors anyways. 

Kyoya looks over his stack of papers and realizes that Tamaki hasn’t taken a breath in the past full minute. Kyoya raises his eyebrows. “Okay. What monologue will you be reading? You did prepare one, didn’t you?” 

And just like that, Tamaki exhales. Something shifts in the air, something nervous is set at ease. For the moment, it’s just the two of them in the studio, Tamaki taking deep, even breaths, and Kyoya steadily refusing to make a big deal out of this. Tamaki might always get the male lead in every show they produce, but that doesn’t mean he can’t branch out a bit. Not that far, because it’s still a lead, but still. 

Kyoya also takes one look at Tamaki—at the way his fingers are tugging at the hem of his shirt, at the way that his eyes are lasered in on the pile of audition forms on Kyoya’s table, at the way he’s licking at his bitten down lips—and knows that this is something he’s been working up the courage to do for a long time. He’s probably been standing outside of the studio door for thirty minutes, talking himself up and into doing this. It’s not a joke, then, or just because he knows there are only a few girls who would seriously try and audition. It’s because he wants to do this. Play a woman. 

Well, Kyoya can work with that. 

“I’ll be reading Cordelia’s monologue from Act I of ‘King Lear,’” Tamaki says. He says it slowly, as if he’s not sure if it’s true. “Okay.” 

“Go ahead,” Kyoya says softly.

Tamaki nods, swallowing. He closes his eyes for a moment, shaking his hands away from gripping his shirt. When he opens his eyes, it’s like he’s transformed— he’s not nervous anymore, he’s sunk into the character, he’s the daughter of a man with secrets, a man being lost to time, he's the sister of two others with their own tragedies, he's so many sad things and even more beautiful ones.

Kyoya, after all the years and plays and musicals, still hasn’t gotten tired of seeing Tamaki in the spotlight. He still hasn’t gotten sick of the way that Tamaki comes alive when he’s on stage. Every time, he thinks, feels like the first time, like he’s a new person seeing a new actor bring to life one of Kyoya’s favorite characters. Even in the harsh light of the dance studio, Tamaki glows. He was born, Kyoya thinks, to act. The stardust which put together that smile did it with the intention of putting him in front of an audience, a monologue on his lips, and cry on his tongue, the grand span of human emotion at the snap of his fingers. 

“Unhappy that I am,” Tamaki says, his open hands in front of him, trembling just slightly, “I cannot heave my heart into my mouth—” 

Kyoya has cast him as Juliet before Tamaki has even finished his monologue.

[sourboxes]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks....

Hello! I don't mind you asking (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

At the top of my head I can only think of anime characters so I'll list them in no particular order.

1. Reina Kousaka (Hibike Euphonium)

2. King Harlequin (Nanatsu no Taizai)

3. Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu)

4. Narumiya Mei (Daiya no Ace)

5. Kirishima Ikuya (Free!)

6. Maka Albarn (Soul Eater)

7. Tamaki Suoh (Ouran Highschool host club)

I tried to think of 10 that I absolutely love but I could only put down 7. I like these characters because they work hard and always think about how to better themselves. Some are funny and some a little bit angsty but I think they all have their hardworking nature in common, and the idea that you need to work hard in order to reach your goals.

If I remember more characters I'll update the list, but I thought that if I can't remember a character then maybe I don't like it as much.

Thank you for the question! It was nice thinking about it

[themangolorian]

I happened upon your fic, haven't been on Tumblr in a LONG time! I binge read the first five parts, I just have a few things to say. HOLY FUCK YOU KNOW HOW TO WRITE! This story was so CAPTIVATING! Well written, perfect amount of story and smut, building a connection between characters and reader. FANTASTIC 10/10!! I really hope you continue it! And I'm going to be looking through more of your work, you're so TALENTED! ❤

Ok...so I had to re-read this five times before I could even begin contemplating how to respond, that’s how emotional it made me to get this. 🥺Like...you have no idea how uncertain I am about my writing sometimes, so it means so much for you to say ALL of that. This ask is going to fuel me for days, bb. I literally screenshotted it just now so I could revisit it when I’m feeling down 🥺

Also, I’m so sorry, I got so lax about going back to older parts and updating it to include links to newer parts, but I’m going to do that soon! In the meantime here are the links for Chapter 6 and the Epilogue. I finished the fic like a week and a half ago; I really truly hope you like how I finished it, my love! Thank you again so much for this, you have no idea how much this means to me!🥺🥰💜💜💜

[ask-the-host-king-cosplay]

You idiot, they where referring to me as 'the evil gay one' even though I have told then many times that I AM NOT GAY - Kyoya

OH!! Kyoya! You’re online now! :D

But….if you were gay…that’d be okay! ^w^

[hopespeak-hs-hostclub]

can you do NSFW alphabet with tamaki souh please?

MY KING TAMAKI YES OF COURSE 🥰🥰🥰 I’m SOO SOOOOOO sorry it took a little while!!

ALSO didn’t know what gender identity/pronouns you wanted, so I did AFAB Fem reader! If you want me to redo it with they/them or he/him pronouns - or a AMAB reader just send the request again and I’ll do it for you no problem!!!

Tamaki Suoh NSFW ABC’s

Tw// fem!reader•afab•she/her pronouns

A (Aftercare) Tamaki literally treats you like a princess. Makes sure you take a bubble bath, personally helps you clean yourself up. Will make sure to get your comfiest sleep wear, and help you into bed where he holds you closely, telling you what a good girl you are.

B (fave body part) “every part of you is my favorite” there is no way to make this NOT creepy, but he loves your skin. Touching it, kissing it, biting it, spanking it. He loves how soft and warm your body feels.

C (cum) Tamaki does one of three things depending on what you want: cums inside you, wears a condom, or pulls out and cums all over your belly. His least favorite way is in a condom, but he respects you and will always ask if you have a preference. If you say no, he’ll usually fill you up.

D (dirty Secret) he not only loves to get sexy pics from you- whether it’s nudes, or sexy after shower in a towel shots, or you sending him a photo of you in a new top you just got, and nothing underneath. But he also loves sending those to you. He once sent you one where he was laying in bed with his pants unzipped, and his hair all messed up while he lay there shirtless.

E (experience) he has more experience than you may think. He knows how to please a lady though, and you both take full advantage of that!!

F (favorite Position) he’s a missionary guy through and through. He’s not the kinkiest although he does like to bite and leave hickeys on you, he wants sex to be passionate and romantic and full of love and affection. He doesn’t love the crazy wild kinky stuff. He would much rather slowly fuck you hard and deep

G = (Goofy?) Tamaki does his whole “I’m a gentleman and a prince and you’re just a small angel who I must protect and love” thing while in bed- a lot. and it always makes you giggle without fail. He loves that he can make you blush and laugh while being intimate, because he knows that means you love him and are comfortable with him.

H = (Hair) clean shaven all the time, and he prefers you to be as well, although, you’ll never hear him complaining if you don’t.

I = (Intimacy) Tamaki is all about intimacy. Lots of whispers of affection, and praising. “You’re such a good little girl,” “I love you so so much,” “you’re so beautiful” and lots of kissing literally all over. He loves kissing your tummy and moving his way up your entire body until he’s biting and kissing on you neck and earlobes.

J = (Jack Off) not only does he jack off, but remember those dirty pictures he likes to send? You’ve gotten a lot of pictures of him with his hand down his pants where he just says “thinking of you (;” he literally masturbates to pictures or thoughts of you all the time.

K = (Kink) biting and praise! Not only does Tamaki love to bite your skin, and tell you what an absolutely amazing good girl you’re being for him, but he would also love if you did the same. He adores hearing you tell him how good he’s doing at making you feel good, and when it comes to the biting, he’s the exact opposite of embarrassed when it comes to having your bite marks all over him. He’s honestly proud of them most of the time and puts in zero effort into covering them up.

L = (Location) always at one of your homes. Most of the time in bed. But you’ve had shower sex, bathtub sex, living room sex, kitchen sex… you’ll both hop onto each other anytime you can.

M = ( Motivation) straddle that mans lap and kiss and bite his neck and he’ll flip you over and be ready to go.

N = (NO) surprisingly, no calling him daddy in bed. He loves when you call him daddy, but he doesn’t think of it as a sexual thing, and he’s not the biggest fan.

O = (Oral) Tamaki loves when you give him oral. Like he’s obsessed. Most of the time, he can barely contain himself and he ends up fucking your face. He also loves giving you oral. He can not get enough of how you taste. If you ever want to make him the horniest happiest he’s ever been, sit on Tamaki’s face. Just do it.

P = (Pace) he likes to be extra gentle and passionate so sex is usually at a nice steady pace. It can get a little fast, or a little slow, but typically he finds a rhythm you both like and stick to that the best he can.

Q = (Quickie) have you had a few quickies? Yes who hasn’t! Does Tamaki like quickies? Fuck no.

R = (Risk) absolutely not. Tamaki isn’t the most adventurous risk taker out there, so he’d prefer to stick with what you guys already know and like. Of course, when you begged him to use handcuffs on you, he was down for that. But that’s about the biggest risk he’s willing to make.

S = (Stamina) Tamaki lasts for a good while. He only cums once (sometimes twice) typically, and sex lasts for roughly an hour or two.

T = (toy) one of Tamaki’s favorite things to do to with you is tease you with a vibrator just a little. Make sure you’re nice and ready for him

U = (Unfair) he’ll never admit it but Tamaki is 100% a tease. He says he doesn’t, but he loves making you squirm.

V = (Volume) if you think for a second that this man is anything but loud you’re wrong. He’s so loud- he moans and cries out. He is always vocalizing how good you’re doing, or how good he feels, or how beautiful you are. He does loud deep heavy breathing while he fucks you, he whimpers. A lot.

W = (Weird fact) he’s really into setting the mood. I’m talking incense, scented candles, dimmed lighting, flower petals, body massages with scented lotion. The whole thing. 

X = (X-Ray) Tamaki is just average at around 6 and a half inches. But trust me that’s not a bad thing. He knows exactly how to work what he’s got, and it’s not too big and overwhelming that you can’t handle it. He’s the literal perfect size.

Y = (Yearning) oh, he craves you. He wants to hold you and touch you and kiss you as often as he can. Even when you’re out in public, his hand will always be placed on your thigh, or he’ll be holding you from behind pressed firmly against his body. Even if he doesn’t necessarily want to have sex at that moment in time, he would do anything to have you touch him, or he touch you. 

Z = (ZZZ) Tamaki is an adorable baby, so after he helps you get cleaned and changed, once the two of you are spooning in bed, he’s out within 10 minutes every time. You wear him out and he lives for it.

[babybottlepop96]

(ohshc smut request)

Can I request submissive!tamaki suoh x dominate!fem!reader smut headcanons please?? :DD -🐶

signing off with an emoji cause it’s cute lolol

Hello Puppy Anon! Here is your smut!

Warning: SMUT!

Bad Boy (Tamaki Suoh x Dom!Fem!Reader) SMUT!

“Now, Tamaki, What did I say about being a bad boy?” You spoke sternly as your fingertips tickled their way up the blonde’s legs as they shook under the feather light touches.

“T-that I'd be punished.” Magenta eyes follow your figure as you stalk around the bed, eyeing the naked, pale body that squirmed under your own lust filled gaze.

“And what did you do to deserve being punished?” You asked, your voice lowering to a new sultry level which caused the blonde to shiver with anticipation.

“I…” Tamaki gasped as a finger circled the head of his dick, causing the engorged mushroom tip to ooze precum.

“You…. what?”

“I… I touched myself without permission, Miss.” Tamaki whined as you withdrew your finger, licking the small bead of sweet and salty stickiness off your finger.

“That’s right. You directly disobeyed an order.” You spoke as you grabbed something from the dresser drawer. Once you had the item in your hand, you slowly walked back to the blonde sitting on his knees on the king sized bed. His eyes widened as you showed him the little toy in your hand. “Now, I’m going to put this pretty little ring on you, and I’m going to fuck myself on your cock. Purely for my own pleasure and if you can be a good boy until I’m satisfied, then maybe I’ll let you cum. Understand?” You spoke directly into his ear as you slid the lavender vibrating cockring right down to the base of the beautiful dick, making sure it was good and snug. Don’t want any accidents.

“Y-yes, M-Miss.” Suddenly, with all your strength, you pushed Tamaki onto his back. Straddling his hips and placing your hands firmly on his chest, you line yourself up and start sinking onto the thick girth. Tamaki let out the most pornographic moan, finally having some stimulation. The hour long torture you put him through finally disapating as the warmth of your wet walls enclosed around him.

Finally fully seated, you looked him right in the eyes, “No fucking touching.” Starting a brutal pace, Tamaki moaned loudly, his hands fisting in the satin sheets beneath him until his knuckles turned white. “So fucking big, baby.” You groaned as you bounced, nails digging into pale flesh. “You're doing so good baby boy, being so good now.” You threw your head back as the tip of the cock stuffed inside you hit that soft spot that made you see stars. You bounced faster in Tamaki’s lap, his thighs clenching and the small patch of hair at the base of his dick rubbed deliciously against your throbbing, neglected clit.

“P-please, M-miss! L-Let me t-touch you!” Tamaki groaned, his pupil blown eyes stared directly into yours, full of nothing but lust and love and admiration. Feeling the coil inside tighten, you nodded your head.

“You can touch me now. Make me cum, Tamaki!” One hand now firmly planted on your hip, the other one rubbed your swollen nub bringing you higher to the awaiting climax. “Tamaki!” You shouted as your vision went white and your whole body shook as your orgasm took over.

“P-Please! L-let me cum! I’ve been a good boy! I’ve been a good boy!” Tamaki begged as tears streamed down his rosy, flushed cheeks. Sliding off the still throbbing dick you slid the ring off.

“Cum for me baby.” As soon as the ring was off, Tamaki let it all out. Many ropes of glimmering white semen spewed from the swollen head, landing on his own chest as well as your own bust. “Such a good boy.” You cooed as Tamaki came down from his high. Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you down to the bed and snuggled up to you. “Sleep.” You told him as his eyes drew closed and his labored breathing even out. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[falling-pages]

Art Gallery: Tamaki Suoh x Reader

I've been neglecting y'all, I'm so sorry, have some Tamaki soft angst/fluff/I don't even know, it just made me cry.

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Tamaki Suoh x gn Reader

Warnings: None

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"You wondered if you would be his third Great Love–if he would kneel at your altar and pray while some other pretty young thing watched from a doorway."

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In a room packed with ancient sculptures and priceless portraits, Tamaki still managed to stand out.

Of course he did. He himself was history, as old as the stars with an ethereal beauty to match, glowing and radiant despite his archaic visage. Born of a dying sun, a child of primrose and promise. In a gallery full of art, he was a living masterpiece.

But it wasn’t just his face that garnered attention wherever he went. It was his posture, regal as a king; it was his charisma, able to talk a leopard out of its spots; it was his voice, like the flute of an archangel. It was his presence that radiated calm and peace; it was the look in his eyes that had you believing that whatever you said, he listened.

And here you were, hanging off his arm, lucky enough to be the one to whom he directed that great, big heart.

Your glass sparkled in your hand, but not nearly as bright as his teeth when he smiled, greeting visitors and critics and other bigwigs as they entered the gallery. It was the event of the season, you had read in yet another magazine describing his brilliant philanthropic efforts.

His funds came from family money and wise investments, those articles said. They were correct in the fact that it was old money--but he himself was older than money itself, existing before humans knew what fire was and teaching them not to get burned with the flame.

This art gallery was, perhaps, his most brazen show of lavish wealth yet. It filled the most expensive space in downtown Tokyo, wall to wall laden with portraits and statues of landscapes and people past. Each one weathered with age, paint and stone alike cracked as the years bore on. They were in his family’s generational wealth, he told each curious onlooker and reporter with pen in hand; except they never thought to ask why Suoh Enterprises only ever had one CEO, and why his name was kept hidden like an oath.

The fairy prince floated around the marble floor, though he never neglected to keep you close. As much as you loved him, it was in moments like these you felt the multi-millennial age gap. As he charmed donors with stars in their eyes and even the mayor as she visited, you realized just how good he was at flattery. Charm comes easy when you’ve had thousands of years to practice.

He looked remarkably good for his age, you often joked, most often in the early mornings in bed following nights of dedicating love. Lounging on his back with one hand tucked behind his head, the other resting on your waist as you leaned above him, body swathed in silken sheets, his blonde curls unruly and smile soft, was when he looked most human, you had decided. The sheen was put-on; the sparkle was practiced. But when you were close to him, tracing the light hair on the chest which sheltered a heart that would never stop beating, you could entertain the thought of forever.

The guests pitter-pattered on, unaware of the Immortal in their midst. It was better they remain ignorant to it, as their minds could not comprehend. Even you were dumbfounded, sometimes, that the hand you clutched had razed the empires of old, that the lips you kissed had spoken to crowds of thousands in parliaments and Greek forums. But that smile was youthful. That smile was eternal in a way that severed the disconnect between your worlds.

All the statues and portraits were of people he had known and were friends with, but not all were of those he loved. Though he was human enough to have needs platonic and pleasurable, there were only two facades who had captured his heart throughout the ages. He had them immortalized in his gallery, one in paint and one in stone, and in your home you had often found him kneeling before them both, muttering words no human spoke. A language older than language itself, words straight from his immortal heart.

You wondered if you would be his third Great Love–if he would kneel at your altar and pray while some other pretty young thing watched from a doorway.

You knew the stories well. He had told you of each person that sported a spot in his gallery. There was a granite statue of an ancient samurai, nearly ten feet tall and a sword of rough-hewn stone, a man known around the country for his loyalty, skill, and wisdom. From the same material, connected at the ankles, was a child, though Tamaki had said he was feared for his skills of violent arts and manipulation. Then there was a sculpture of a priest cradling a cat, sitting on a bench with his head covered by a cloak. Beside it was a painting of red-headed young men, identical in face and stature, who sported grins so mischievous you could feel the tips of your ears tingle in warning. Closer to the interior hung a portrait of a princess, a stunning young woman dripping with French diamonds and furs and large, sad caramel eyes. Most out of place was a silky pink ribbon keeping her hair from her face– “I gave her that,” Tamaki had said.

Statues were older than the paintings, archeological wonders. And they belonged to him, in mind and soul.

In the center of the gallery were his prized possessions: a portrait of a maiden in boys' clothes, knee-deep in a rice field; and a marble statue of an emperor, clad in primitive spectacles anachronistic of his time.

Those were his two Great Loves.

Surrounded by friends and lesser loves, those two remained frozen in time. The statue of the young man was older than some empires, you were sure; from the cracking in the marble to the way Tamaki often clutched his cold, unfeeling hand, you wondered if, indeed, they were the First Love the earth had ever seen. Beside him was the young girl, distinctly more relevant, in commoner’s period clothes of the 1700s.

An emperor and a commoner, centuries apart. How had Tamaki come to love them both so fully?

You never asked the stories, and Tamaki never told. How they stood with such detail, in such an eminent place of honor, told more of his love than his words ever could. The statue’s details were gilded in gold; the portrait was so realistic that it could have been a photograph.

Tamaki didn’t kneel in public, but his love was magnetic. When he gazed at them, it was as if the world around him disappeared.

“His eyes were black,” he would whisper, caught up in staring at the statue. “They were like onyx jewels. Like a sky without stars. Like ink spilled on a page. But sculptors can’t sculpt colors, they only sculpt marble.”

Whoever heard him would peer curiously at the specimen and ask him how he knew.

“I read it in a book somewhere,” he would say with a bemused smile, “a book so detailed it seemed I knew him personally.”

When he turned to the young lady, her portrait alive with color, he would comment on her surprised expression, pink lips rounded in an “o.”

“And she had a tongue like a whip,” he would laugh, and when faced with the same question, he answered, “My great-great-great grandfather knew her.”

Then he would fall back down from Heaven, give you a soft smile, and drag you to the next exhibit.

Over time, glorious, horrible time, you began to realize that as much as you loved him, as much as he adored you, as much you both wished to spend the ages together, you ached for it no more than any other subject deposed in his gallery. They, too, had once dreamt of forever; but humans are human, and Immortals, immortal.

Just as his destiny was to love and lose, yours was to become art within his walls; memory trapped in marble or paint. Yet you would have your immortality–with the rest who loved him, admired for the ages in his gallery.

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Kofi and Commissions

[jareth-thegoblinking]

Hello! I was told you are Courtney's rp partner and I wanted to say Hi! I remember we had a cross over a while back and that kind of didn't happen. Anyway, I just wanted to get better acquainted with you. Your blog is lovely!

~What…. I…. I’m trying to delete my blog because I thought no one would care but everyone’s being so nice. What is this?!

[bubble-tea-bunny]

sweet talk

[tamaki suoh x reader]

author’s note: been rewatching ouran and found the time to write smth small. basically a really late valentine’s fic lol. i’m drafting an idea for takashi as well atm. maybe kyoya after? ;)

word count: 1,844

At this time of year, the weather is chilly, the air cold even without the presence of wind and warranting the need for a scarf to avoid a red-tipped nose and numb cheeks. Most days are gloomy, the overcast sky glaringly bright and difficult to look at. But today, it would seem the divine hand in charge of the course of the seasons has granted a reprieve, the clouds parting so the sun might wash over the grass that you and Tamaki sit upon currently, in the garden of the Suoh estate.  

The gardeners had finished their tasks this morning, as instructed by Tamaki the night before. It gave you two the opportunity to be out there alone in the afternoon. The hedges are trimmed and tidy, and the smell of freshly cut grass is strong. You inhale deeply, chest puffed, and sigh in satisfaction as the scent reaches your nose. It had been so long since you sat out in a garden, owed to the fact it had been too cold for that lately.

Tamaki chuckles at your enthusiasm and rifles through the picnic basket he’d brought with him. He pushes aside the array of deserts—cake slices, chocolate bars, fruit tarts, and more—their colorful wrappings crinkling loud enough to grab your attention.

“Where is it…” he mutters.

You tilt your head. "Where is what?”

The tip of Tamaki’s tongue sticks out the corner of his mouth, evidence of his concentration, and when he finally finds what he’s searching for, he holds it up like a first place prize, complemented by an exclamation: “Aha!”

It’s a small plastic pouch, clear with red stripes and tied near the top with a matching, shiny red poly ribbon to keep it closed. There’s what you assume to be candy inside, in various colors, but you don’t recognize it. You’re still just as clueless, but you don’t need to voice your question because Tamaki can see the confusion written across your face.

“It’s commoner candy!” he explains. “Well, commoner Valentine’s candy, more specifically.”

You continue to watch, intrigued by what he’s brought, as he pulls at the ribbon to loosen it and opens the pouch, reaching inside for one of the pieces of candy. He holds up the heart-shaped treat, gripped carefully between index finger and thumb, and angles it so you can see what’s written on it: Sweetheart.

Upon realizing there’s wording on it, and that the same must go for every heart in the bag, your eyes light up. “Cute!”

“It is, isn’t it?” Tamaki agrees, voice quiet as he observes the candy. The nickname is printed red though the lettering isn’t too sharp, which gives away that it was done by a machine. “Haruhi got one for all the host club members, and I wanted to share mine with you.”

When he turns to you, amethyst eyes warm like a summer night, you smile. And when he offers the bag of heart candies to you, you eagerly reach in for one. “How thoughtful!” You turn over the piece you picked out: Only You.

“Well, shall we try them together?” Tamaki inquires, and you nod. The two of you pop the candy into your mouths in unison, then sit silently for a moment in contemplation.

It’s… unique, is the best description you can come up with. The powdery, pressed substance is basically a sugar bomb that melts once it comes in contact with your tongue. But it isn’t the quality of sugar you’re accustomed to—it’s far and away from the refined sweetness of the handmade confections stashed away in the picnic basket Tamaki brought along. Still, this mass-produced goody is delightful in its own way, in taste and novelty, for you have never seen such small candies with words on them, and you say as much to your boyfriend, the last traces of the heart candy lingering on your lips which you lick away.

“They’re charming,” you remark, reaching for another piece. “For when you can’t find the words or get them out yourself.” You read what’s written on the yellow heart you grabbed, then turn it to show Tamaki: Be Mine.

Tamaki’s attention briefly diverts down to read it as well, and the corner of his lips lifts in a lopsided grin as he meets your eyes again. “Sure, they can be useful for some people, but I can get by just fine without candy telling me what to say. How could I call myself the king of the host club if I weren’t able to string together pretty words?” Always conducting himself with some semblance of dramatic flare, he puts a hand to his chest, and the sunlight reflects off his eyes in a way that makes it seem like there’s a tear or two forming in the corners.

As usual, his acting is impeccable, and you can’t contain your smile; he’s such a natural. You have no objections to his claim as king of the school’s host club, and if you’re being honest, you wish you had even half the charisma he does, that some of the skill he possesses at waxing lyrical would rub off onto you via proximity alone.

“They would’ve come in handy for me that day I confessed to you,” you admit shyly, and it’s Tamaki’s turn to tilt his head, confused but waiting for you to expound. “These candies say all the things I wanted to say to you then.”

The day you came to terms with your feelings about Tamaki and the day you actually revealed them to him were different, and the time in between had been spent in a state of conflict over whether it was worth mustering up the courage to approach him about it. There was little doubt in your mind that the president of the host club received declarations of love left and right, a routine part of his week, a clockwork consistency like that of waking in the morning and laying down to sleep in the evening. You’re a drop of water in the ocean; what could possibly make you stand out?

For all that, you figured you should confess anyway. Rejection was still an answer and it was better than nothing. At least after the gentle let down (because truly, Tamaki is, without fail, graceful in matters of love, both the reciprocal and the unrequited) your turmoil over what he may say would finally be put at ease.

Though you rehearsed over and over what you would say and how you would say it, the practice ends up being useless, and you weren’t sure why you even bothered. Once you met his kind gaze—expectant and patient, giving you the opportunity to gather the words in the stretching silence that would be oddly too long in any other context—the resolve you had slowly been building on your walk to the meeting point by the fountain crumbled. You tripped over your words at the sight of his tender smile. Tamaki just had that effect on people, and you wished he’d look at you that way always. To be on the receiving end of his affection was to bask in the warmth of a sun that never sets.

It’s a feeling you’re distinctly reminded of now, sitting in the garden on an uncharacteristically sunny day for winter and the center of Tamaki’s attention, and you think you might be set alight from the sheer intensity (due mostly to Tamaki; the sun is poor competition in contrast). He wears that beautifully soft expression, mind clearly having thought back to your confession as yours just had. But it seems his recollection differs slightly, for he presents a counterpoint.

“I thought you handled it perfectly.” He sets the bag of heart candies on the grass and braces himself with his now freed hand, which allows him to lean closer to you. He enters your bubble but you never mind it, and his touch is feather-light as he brushes your hair behind your ear.

You’re unpersuaded, however, and raise a brow. “Really?”

Tamaki chuckles and nods, blonde hair bouncing with the singular motion. “Your eyes spoke for the words you had trouble finding. I might be the one stringing together pretty poetry like diamonds around your neck”—his fingers slide lower to trace the curve of your collarbone left exposed by the cut of your blouse, and you shiver—“but you have no need for words at all, much less the turns of phrases on pieces of candy.”

“Is that why you liked me too?” you ask, remembering his own confession that had followed closely on the heel of yours. You keep your voice hushed because given how close to each other you are, there’s no need for any higher of a volume.

Tamaki hums in confirmation. His index finger delicately taps once, twice, thrice, on the hollow at the base of your throat, a sort of absentminded movement while absorbed in his thoughts, before he once more brings his hand up, cradling your cheek. “You say you’re a drop in the ocean but you’re the drops of morning dew on the roses just outside my bedroom window. My heart flutters to breathe you in.”  

You smile, bashful, and set your hand over his, interlacing your fingers. Your cheeks have darkened in a blush Tamaki would like to kiss. “Okay, I’m convinced,” you concede with a murmur. He’s so close to you now. “When I admitted how I felt, maybe it didn’t go as badly as I thought.”

This elicits another laugh from Tamaki. Instead of acting on his desire to run his lips along your silken skin (there would be time for that later), he settles for a quick peck on your nose, then reaches into the pouch of heart candies, temporarily abandoned but not forgotten. His fingers curl around two pieces and he pulls them both out rather than dropping one, but he sees the words on them before you do since his hand obscures them from your view.

“The powers governing destiny have destined our souls for each other,” he declares. “Because you and me, it’s love.”

He uncurls his fingers to reveal the candy in his palm, and you look down at them. The green one reads You & Me, and the blue one It’s Love. This prompts you to giggle. It’s music to his ears.

“What happened to not needing candy to tell you what to say?” Your tone is playful.

Tamaki shrugs, unable to hide his amused grin. “I pulled them out at random. If this is the universe speaking to me, who would I be to argue?”

You have no counter to this, not that you think there even is one. Destiny is destiny and as Tamaki feeds you one of the hearts and you bite into it, the sugar once more dissolving on your tongue, you can only thank those powers which make the world turn for conferring their blessing upon the two of you in such a deliciously sweet way.

[intotherumiverse]

Kiss kiss Knock you out!

Kiss kiss Knock you out!

A/n : OHSHC IS MY COMFORT ANIME anyways have some guest female reader it got a lil long so under the cut 

Haruhi Fujioka:

She’s really chill

Immediately you could tell that Haru was a girl

But decided not to say shit

You find her relatable

You and her have the same smart mouth

Whenever Tamaki does some dumb shit, you two are the first to whisper the snide comments under y’alls breath

ANYWAYS

You have some smart convos

But all and all it’s just really cool hanging with Haru-hi

Drabble:

“You skin is glowing ever so radiantly today (Y/N)” Tamaki spins around you basically screaming the compliant. He was always so annoying and you felt like Haruhi felt the same. 

“Next thing you know he’ll be calling (Y/N) a coco goddess” Haruhi mumbles loud enough for you to hear. You slap your hand over your mouth in order to stop the light giggles escaping from your mouth. Haruhi subtly winks at you trying not to smile while Tamaki was none the wiser.

Hikaru Hitachiin & Kaoru Hitachiin:

The twins will either decide to work together to get you or work against each other for you

If they are working together then they’ll be really corny pick up lines

“ Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk past you again?”

It’d be so corny you’d have to laugh

If they were against each other, it would turn into a battle of who could be the best flirter.

You’d have to tell them to stop at some point

They would always get you the latest shit from (insert very expansive store here)

Most of the times it wasn’t even released yet so you would be confused on how they got it 

Drabble:

It had been two hours since you had requested the Hitachiin twins and they had done nothing but compliment you. Every time one of the brothers spoke up to say sometime nice about your appearance or otherwise, the other brother would speak up about your beauty and it would start all over again. Sigh. You weren’t going to go home anytime soon. 

Tamaki Suoh:

He’d flirt with you a little more than all the other girls

And probably ignore them all while he was at it

Which would lead the girls to get jealous because he wasn’t giving them any attention anymore

But he wouldn’t care

Go on long winded speeches about how radiant you are

Will stare at you for hours on end

Flamboyant gestures

Like he once flew out a whole circus to preform for you

Drabble: 

You gasp in shock, looking at the flying people swinging on the ropes around you. “You like them (Y/N)?” Tamaki sneaks in from behind you, wrapping his long arms around your waist. “ I made sure it was perfectly set for you” “It’s amazing!” 

Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka:

You’d disappear from the music room for hours just to talks and have a nice walk

You both a pre soft spoken so a lot of whispered conversations in the corner of a room happen

The others think y’all are plotting against them

But no y’all are just talking about the new book/manga/ video game that came out  

Drabble: “Mori, did you see the new attack on titan episode yesterday?” The quiet man smirks, knowing what you were speaking of. “Yeah and the way eren destroyed everything was fucking amazing” Huddled in the corner of the room the others watch you. “There that go again boss” The twins say “Mori’s talking in the corner with (Y/N) again

Kyoya Ootori:

The silent king will not chase you

He believes that if you liked him, you should come to him

That was until he saw you

He tried to be subtle about it 

Left little gift to hint to him

A diamond necklace with a glasses charm in it  

You came up to him asking if he was the one who set it on your desk 

Drabble:  “Tori.” The tall man in front of you turns around slowly, smirk already in his face.  “Yes? May I help you (Y/n)” He knew you were going to have to come to him anyways and he was willing to wait and see that. “Did you put this in my desk? It has a glasses charms just like the ones on your stupid ass face.”  “This stupid face of mines is what’s going to be kissing you later on” 

“Mitsukuni "Honey" Haninozuka:

Bring him sugar and he’ll love you forever

I feel like Y/n would meet honey-senpai in his dojo first before figuring out he was a host

But when you do you always sit and eat cake with him

Talk about the newest candy store and brands you love

Would argue about which candy brand is superior

Drabble:  “ Snickers are superb” you say taking another bite  of the cake in front of you “M&m?” The small boy in front of challenges  “Amazing” “RIGHT?” And the 2 of you continue eating the cake 

Taglist: @mypimpademia@solar3lunar@babytoucans@bubblime@angiebug101@melanin-baddie@noir-ethereal@notfiveweenieskids​ @prettybitch-ki​

[pxppermxnt-tea]

MUTUALS PLEASE INTERACT

Let's normalize anonomously sending each other love letters from our f/o's!! To comfort each other 💕

Rules:

Respect DNI's!

Mutuals only!

No NSFW!

Asks must stay anonymous for effect!

Reblog with the names of your f/o's to get love notes in your ask box from your f/o's 💕

ANTISHIP DNI

My F/O's:

Cuphead ( The Cuphead Show )

King Dice ( The Cuphead Show )

Angel Dust ( Hazbin Hotel )

Alastor ( Hazbin Hotel )

Bill Cipher ( Gravity Falls )

Tom ( Eddsworld )

Beetlejuice ( Beetlejuice: The Musical. The Musical. The Musical. )

Zenitsu ( Demon Slayer )

Inosuke ( Demon Slayer )

Sundrop ( Security Breach )

Moondrop ( Security Breach )

Tamaki Suoh ( The Host Club )

Mettaton ( Undertale )

The Hitachiin Twins ( The Host Club )

[cosmic-kitten-writing]

Everything I will write

This will just be going through what I will/won't write, the fandoms I will write for, and characters from said fandoms I will write for. This will be changed as I become more comfortable with things, get better at writing, watch new shows, and finish the ones I'm on. Please respect what makes me uncomfortable. If something isn't on the list feel free to ask if I will write it. If anything makes no sense feel free to ask.

What I will write:

💜 Fluff

💜 Angst With Happy Ending

💜 Mentions of Abuse, Depression, And Anxiety (trigger warnings will be placed)

💜 Character X Reader

💜 Headcanons

💜 Imagines

💜 LGBTQ+ Content (These requests will take longer for research purposes)

💜 GIF Imagines

💜 Matchups

💜 Cross-Overs

What I won't write:

💔 Angst Without Happy Ending

💔 Heavy Abuse, Depression, Anxiety, And Bullying.

💔 NSFW (Don't Request It. I am a minor)

💔 Character X Character

💔 OC X Character

💔 Mentions of Non-Con

💔 Suicide and Self-Harm

💔 Mental Illnesses (I can't portray them properly)

💔 Oneshots

💔 Anything involving religion

💔 Yandere Things

💔 Pregnancy, Children

💔 Polyamory

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My Fandoms + Character I will/won't write for:

✅ Hanako-kun, Yashiro Nene, Minamoto Kou, Nanamine Sakura, Mitsuba Sousuke

❎ Yugi Tsukasa, Akane Aoi, Aoi Akane, Tsuchigomori, Minamoto Teru, Hyuuga Natsuhiko

✅ Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Ashido Mina, Asui Tsuyu, Uraraka Ochaco, Jiro Kyoko, Yaoyorozu Momo, Tamaki Amajiki, Nejire Hado, Mirio Togata, Toga Himiko

❎ Aoyama Yuga, Ojiro Mashiro, Sato Rikido, Koda Koji, Shoji Mezo, Sero Hanata, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hagakure Toru, Mineta Minoru

✅ Fujioka Haruhi, Suoh Tamaki, Ootori Kyoya, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru, Honey, Mori

❎ Basically Anyone Else

✅ Miia, Papi, Centorea Shianus, Meroune "Mero" Lorelei, Suu, Rachnera Arachnera, Zombina, Dopple, Manako, Tionishia

❎ Kimihito Kurusu, Lala, Ms. Smith, Polt

✅ Makoto Naegi, Kyoko Kirigiri, Toko Fukawa, Genocider Syo, Aoi Asahina, Sayaka Maizono, Leon Kuwata, Chihiro Fujisaki, Mondo Owada, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Celestia Ludenburg, Sakura Oogami, Mukuro Ikusaba, Hajime Hinata, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Akane Owari, Sonia Nevermind, Kazuichi Souda, Mahiru Koizumi, Peko Pekoyama, Ibuki Mioda, Mikan Tsumiki, Gundham Tanaka, Nagito Komaeda, Chiaki Nanami, Shuichi Saihara, Himiko Yumeno, Maki Harukawa, Rantaro Amami, Kaede Akamatsu, Kirumi Tojo, Angie Yonaga, Tenko Chabashira, Miu Iruma, Gonta Gokuhara, Kokichi Ouma, Kaito Momota, Kiibo

❎ Byakuya Togami, Hifumi Yamada, Yasuhiro Hagakure Junko Enoshima, Byakuya Twogami, Teruteru Hanamura, Hiyoko Saionji, Nekomaru Nedai, Tsumugi Shirogane

✅ Yumeko Jabami, Mary Saotome, Midari Ikishima, Yumemi Yumemite, Itsuki Sumeragi

❎ Runa Yomozuki, Kirari Momobami, Ririka Momobami

✅ Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Nezuko Kamado, Mitsuri Kanroji, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho

❎ Muzan Kibutsuji, Tamayo, Yushiro, Giyu Tomioka, Obanai Iguro, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Tengen Uzui, Kyojuro Rengoku

✅ Meliodas, Diane, Ban, King, Gowther, Merlin, Elizabeth, Derieri, Gloxinia, Melascula, Zeldris

❎ Escanor, Drole, Estarossa, Fraudrin, Galand, Grayroad, Monspeet

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Rules:

⭐ A limit of 5 characters (If they are part of a group, I may make an exception)

⭐ By cross-over I do not mean two characters from different worlds meeting (ex: Yumeko Jabami meeting Celestia Ludenberg) I mean concepts from one universe crossing over to another (ex: Y/N transfers from Hyakkaou Private Academy to Ouran High School, and struggles with the shift between environments)

⭐ I will mostly be writing gender nuetral readers so it's open for people of all genders, but upon request I may do specific genders.

⭐ Keep everything political and religious off my account. I don't want people getting into fights on my account so please keep your religion and political opinions to yourself.

⭐ I do not tolerate racism, ableism, homophobia, transphobia or anything like that. I want everyone to feel at home on my account so I will not tolerate slander upon any minority.

⭐ If you make a request be patient. It will take me a while to write something, so please wait I'll try to get something out in at max a week. So please don't bombard me with DM's about how long I'm taking.

⭐ Chances are there will be spoilers for every fandom mentioned so just be aware.

⭐ Please request in English. I don't speak any other language.

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Needed Links

Match-Up Requirements 

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And that's it. Feel free to ask questions and make requests. Please respect me and my pronouns. I hope you all have a great day/night. Bye

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