#g/hosted

[softsnzstuff]

PAUSE

seb, Evans and Mackie are all in Ghosted and no one FUCKING TOLD ME???????????

[baravaggio]

i really and truly love the internet

[friendlyfoxpal]

His Little Girl

Inspired to draw some Ouran G/t after reading @tinythiefalex's story. Always got room in my heart for some smol Haruhi and giant Tamaki! And the gang too! X3

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Ormos, Archive Keeper

Artist: G-host Lee TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[tinythiefalex]

Ouran Host Club but it's g/t

Chapter 2

Me: did everyone enjoy the cringey anime fic?

Y'all: No Alex, only you did.

Me: Oh. Well, that was basically my target audience anyway.

It's here babes! I was finally able to write the first part of the Ouran fic I've been wanting to make! Basically, it's the same as the show, except everyone but Haruhi is a giant!

HEAVILY inspired by @friendlyfoxpal ‘s Ouran artwork. It’s so cute and I love it so much!

Here's the first part, it's basically just an intro to the premise, next part will be posted on Wednesday!

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Ouran Academy. The most prestigious school in the area, full of filthy rich, young people with way too much time on their hands. Haruhi, as a lower-middle-class citizen, had enough audacity to even think she could attend this elite school. But this school wasn’t just a rich kid's playground, it had the best education programs in the country, so Haruhi was determined to go. On top of being a “commoner” though, Haruhi was also a human, and Ouran Academy was a giant’s school. 

Honestly, Haruhi was surprised that the school’s headmaster even let her take the scholarship exam, but after acing that, here she was, in the headmaster's office, one week before the school year started. 

“I have to say, I’m impressed, Ms. Fujioka.” The headmaster said with a smile. “Your test scores are some of the bests I’ve ever seen.” 

“Thank you, sir.” Haruhi was polite, but inside she wondered what this meeting was for. She had already gotten her acceptance letter in the mail and completed all of the paperwork. Did the headmaster just want to greet her?

As if reading her mind, the headmaster spoke up again, “I bet you’re wondering why I called you here. Well, even though your test scores are remarkable, there is still the problem of a human attending this academy. Forgive me if this is rude, but you’re a little outsized here, Ms. Fujioka.”

Haruhi knew all of that. “Yes, sir. I am aware.” She knew this was a giant’s school before she even applied, but it’s the best one for her future, so what’s the problem? 

“Well, Miss, tell me, just how do you expect to get around the campus? You cannot walk that far, and vehicles are strictly forbidden on school grounds.”

Haruhi…honestly hadn’t thought about that. “W-well I…” He wasn’t going to revoke her acceptance for this, was he?

Surprisingly, the headmaster smiled. “Do not worry, Ms. Fujioka, I had an idea that I wanted to discuss with you. You see, the son of one of my colleagues also attends this academy, his name is Tamaki Suoh. If it is alright with you, I can arrange for him to help you around school. To be a sort of escort for you, per se.”

Haruhi wasn’t thrilled at the idea of being carried around by a giant, but if the headmaster thought it was necessary, “Alright. Thank you, sir.” 

“Of course,” The headmaster stood from his desk. “If that is all, then we’re done here. I look forward to seeing you during this year, Ms. Fujioka.”

The next morning, Haruhi stood outside of the school’s gate. Its needlessly fancy gates, she thought. Looking at the building again, with its bright pink architecture and massive rose bushes, the gates matched. This entire school is so pretentious. She had been instructed to arrive very early and wait on the giant upperclassman who had been assigned to her, so no other students had arrived yet.

Just then, she heard a voice from above. “Hey there! You must be the honor student I’ve heard so much about!” Haruhi looked up, way, way up, at the giant that approached her. She felt her face turn white. With the headmaster, the size difference wasn’t so bad, since she was standing on his desk, about chest height to the man. This was the first time she had ever seen a giant from ground level. She lived in a strictly human neighborhood and had only gone to human schools. This guy's height was almost unfathomable. 

Thankfully, the giant knelt down to be closer to her level. “I’m Tamaki Suoh,” he said, holding his hand palm-up in front of her in a clear invitation, “and you are?” 

Trying to not stare at the massive hand, Haruhi looked up at Tamaki, “I’m Haruhi Fujioka,” she replied, stepping onto his hand as calmly as she could. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Tamaki was fascinated by the feeling of tiny shoes walking onto his hand. He rarely spoke to humans, much less came in physical contact with one. So cute! He thought, unable to keep the awe off of his face as he stood up. Remembering his manners, he replied, “It’s very nice to meet you too, young man.” 

Haruhi stumbled when the hand lifted, but it was surprisingly steady enough to not knock her over. She barely registered the ‘young man’ comment, not particularly caring. Although it was strange to think that she was so small to Tamaki, he couldn’t see what gender she was. That’s probably not the only reason, she thought. She had very short hair, glasses covering her eyes, and she wasn’t wearing a school uniform, instead opting for a comfy shirt and pants. Haruhi couldn’t blame him for not being able to tell.

As soon as he was back up on his feet, Tamaki cupped a second hand around the one holding Haruhi. He’s so tiny, Tamaki thought. And yes, with both of the giant’s hands around the human, Haruhi looked very tiny indeed. A fall would be disastrous. Pushing that worry out of his mind, Tamaki headed towards Haruhi’s classroom, giving her a little tour on the way and explaining all he could about the school. By the time they got to Haruhi’s class, other students had started to arrive, filing in and taking their seats. 

Setting Haruhi down on an empty desk, Tamaki smiled down at her. “Welp, this is your class, Haruhi. I’ll be back later to take you to the next one. Have fun, little guy!” And with that, Tamaki was gone. 

The rest of the day went by smoothly. Class after class of Haruhi mostly being ignored, to her surprise. She didn’t know if that was out of lack of caring, or if the other students just didn’t notice her there. Either way, she didn’t care, she was just focused on her studies. Tamaki, despite coming off as a bit obnoxious, was also surprisingly reliable. Every class he was there right on time to help Haruhi to wherever she needed to go. She didn’t speak to him much, but she wasn’t sure he even noticed her silence. He easily filled each walk with stories and tangents of his own.

At the end of the day, Haruhi expected Tamaki to drop her off at the school's gates, so she could make her way home, but it seemed Tamaki had other plans. “Oh my, I don’t know how I didn’t think of this before! Since classes are over for the day, how would you like to see my host club, Haruhi?” 

“Your…host club?” In all honesty, Haruhi hadn’t really been listening to most of the things Tamaki said in between classes, so she was not sure if he ever mentioned a club, much less a host club. What kind of high school even had a host club?

“Of course! I’m sure you’ve noticed my jaw-dropping good looks, and you know, beauty must be shared with the world! So, I created a host club full of handsome young men with too much time on their hands to entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands,” He struck a short pose, before smiling back down at Haruhi. “Who knows, maybe one day, you could become a host too!”

Haruhi laughed awkwardly at that. “Yeah, no, I don’t think that’d be for me, senpai.”

Tamaki shrugged. “Well, either way, you must meet the others, I’m sure they will just adore you, little one!” Haruhi grimaced a bit at those words, but as of right now, her life was in Tamaki’s hands, literally. While he was holding her, wherever he went, she had no choice but to go. 

A music room? Haruhi stared up at the sign above the door Tamaki was opening. Why would a club like this be in a music room? 

Inside the room were five more giants. One of the giants, with dark hair and glasses, typing on a computer, immediately looked up when Tamaki entered. “Tamaki. There you are.” he said flatly. Two redheaded twins spoke up next, “Hey boss! We were wondering where you were!” 

Tamaki just smiled at them. “Sorry, I had to make a small detour” He looked down at Haruhi with a grin. She rolled her eyes at the pun. 

The first one to notice her was a blonde boy, who seemed much too young to be in highschool. “Who’s that, Tama-chan?” 

“I am very glad you asked, Honey-Senpai!” Tamaki exclaimed, holding his hand out in a princely pose so that everyone could see the little human. “Everyone, it is my pleasure to introduce you to Haruhi Fujioka, the honor student!” 

Haruhi felt her shoulders stiffen under the scrutiny of so many giants. She tried to stand as straight as she could. “Um, hello, everyone.” she said with a small wave. 

The young boy’s eyes lit up, “Oh he’s so cute! Isn’t he adorable, Takashi?” Haruhi looked up at the tall man by the young boy’s side. He was easily the tallest giant she had seen that day. The man didn’t respond past a small nod. 

Tamaki walked closer to the pair and held Haruhi to the young boy’s eye level so he could see her better. “Haruhi, this is Honey-Senpai and Mori-Senpai.” Haruhi barely got out a small “Hello,” before Tamaki moved on to the twins. Haruhi noticed he sounded considerably less enthusiastic when he said, “These two trouble-makers are Hikaru and Kaoru.” The two stare down at her with mischievous grins. “Aww, look at the little guy.” “What a cute little plaything.” they each say. The way they were talking about her made Haruhi a bit nervous.

“And last but not least,” Tamaki said as he moved to the final member, setting Haruhi down on the tall table he was seated at, “this is my second-in-command, Kyoya!” The dark-haired man turned away from his computer to look Haruhi up and down with a flat look. She pushed her nerves down and waved, “Hello, it’s nice to- 

“So, I assume you are the reason for Tamaki’s tardiness today?” Kyoya interrupted.

Haruhi, startled out of her greeting, stutters, “O-oh, I uh…”

Tamaki jumped in, “Kyoya, that was very rude. This man is our honored guest! I have been assigned to help him around the school grounds, it is not his fault that his class is further from the club room than mine.”

Kyoya just hummed and stared at Haruhi once more. Haruhi felt her hands fidget at her sides for a moment from the tension. Kyoya looked back up at Tamaki. 

“And how much is Haruhi paying you for this?” he asked, despite knowing fully well that a little commoner like Haruhi couldn’t afford to pay Tamaki anything substantial. Haruhi was taken aback for a moment.  

“P-paying? I- I can’t… the headmaster assigned him to me, I wasn’t aware that I had to-” 

“I see,” Kyoya interrupts. “Well, be that as it may, Tamaki is our most popular host. His involvement in this club is crucial to its success. Taking you to your classes eats into his day and takes away time he could be focusing on the host club and our guests. Just today, bringing you here took away 15 minutes he could have been devoting to the club. Are you prepared to refund any losses his absence may cause?” 

“I-uh-I-” Haruhi stuttered.

 “I didn’t think so. In that case, maybe we can come to an agreement on another way for you to repay Tamaki for his time.” 

“Now wait a minute!” Haruhi pointed a tiny finger at Kyoya. “I never asked for an escort! I don’t need him to-” 

“You’re here on a scholarship, are you not?” Kyoya interrupted again, Haruhi really wished he’d stop doing that. “And that scholarship requires you to stay at the top of your class. Tell me, how do you plan on doing that if you are unable to get to your classes on time in the first place? This school is far too big for you to traverse on your own.” Kyoya had her there. Hell, she was barely taller than Tamaki’s finger, it would take Haruhi the entire class time just to get to the right room. 

Tamaki’s eyes lit up as he connected the dots that Kyoya was laying out. “Oh, that’s right! You need a way to pay me for my services, and I would love a new little member for our guests to fawn over. So, it seems there’s only one thing to do.” 

“Yes,” Kyoya joined in. “Under normal circumstances we would have you work off this debt by doing chores and running errands for us, but since your small stature prevents that, becoming a new source of entertainment for our guests should suffice.” 

Haruhi did not like the sound of that. Then the twins jumped in.

“Oh, they would love that!” “And we would love to have a new little plaything too! What do you say, doll?” 

Haruhi hated the sound of that even more.

“I mean,” said Kyoya, “it’s not like you really have a choice here, right?” The smile on his face was far too cheerful for what he was implying.

Haruhi was trapped.

[shalom-iamcominghome]

The amount of jews I know who are planning on or are currently running private libraries is a non-zero number. Can't beat the well-read allegations for real 😭

[michaelmac6072-art]

Rainy Day's Pool

What do you do when the friend group wants to go for a swim, but it's pouring outside? It took some improvising, but Jackie has a solution~ 🌊

[swallowtail-ageha]

[aran-morinorea]

I wrote some more today! the boys are Getting Somewhere - not physically but they are dropping Important Info on each other

Laurefindelë knows what he’s looking for, and does not actually mind giving it, so to keep him at the edges Laurefindelë simply shows him. He remembers as vividly as he can Turukáno giving him the task, the journey here, the loss of his companions. Their speech is largely in Quenya, to which his host may take offense, but there’s nothing to be done about that. The intense stare does not abate. Without any pretense at a polite expression or tone, his host says, “What is your name, traveler? If we are to speak at length I would address you properly.” “Tell me what became of her,” Laurefindelë insists. In response he feels something in the back of his mind, ice at the top of his spine. “I do not like," his host says, flat and annoyed, "To repeat myself.” Laurefindelë breathes slowly and answers, “My name is Glorfindel of Gondolin,” because there is no point in losing the veneer of civility sooner than necessary. “Well met, Glorfindel. My name is Maeglin,” his host says, the ice receding from both his voice and Laurefindelë’s mind. “Son of Eöl and Írissë.”

[shantimochi]

Aha! I finally get to show off some Roy G. Biv stuff I made a while back!

This fella is kind of off putting but I am strangely drawn to and or captivated by him! I’m sure it’s nothing. :)

He just wants to be your friend is all!

Roy G. Biv from Dream Along With Me belongs to @dreammeiser

[psygull]

annoying music guys nightmare blunt rotation

(cary of course belongs to @steampunkforever )

[aliceosemansolos]

I JS REALIZED ION HAVE A INTRO POST SO IMMA MAKE ONE.

MY NAME IS FRIDAYY!! IDC ABT PRONOUNS TBH. PERO LIKE THEY/THEM IF U CARE. IM A MINOR SO IF UR 18+ DONT BE WEIRD. IM WRITING A PODCAST CALLED GHOST TOWN, COMING OUT AT SOME POINT!! ON YOUTUBE!!

FAV SHOWS: SCOTT PILGRIM TAKES OFF, HEARTSTOPPER, OHSHC (OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB), SOUTH PARK, NANA, I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS, BROOKLYN NINE NINE, SHOUJO ANIMES, DOCTOR WHO, BOJACK HORSEMAN, YOUNG ROYALS

FAV MOVIES: HEATHERS, BUT IM A CHEERLEADER, IT (BOTH OF THEM), FEAR STREET (THE 2ND MOVIE TO BE EXACT PERO I LOVE THEM ALL), BRING IT ON ( ALL OF THEM OBVI), SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE UNIVERSE, JUNO, UP THE ACADEMY, TEACHERS, SPEAK, KARATE KID, GOOD WILL HUNTING, THE OUTSIDERS, I SAW THE TV GLOW, DEAD POETS SOCIETY

FAV BOOKS: SOLITAIRE, THE OUTSIDERS, HOW IT FEELS TO FLOAT, GIRL IN PIECES, SUICIDE NOTES, THE HEARTSTOPPER BOOKS, RADIO SILENCE, IT, THE CATCHER IN THE RYE, IF HE HAD BEEN WITH ME, IF ONLY I HAD TOLD HER, HATE LIST, YOUD BE HOME NOW, SPEAK, ACT COOL, A BREATH TOO LATE

RANDOM THINGS I LIKE: VINYLS, MUSIC, CDS, BAGGY CLOTHES, ALICE OSEMAN, DUMPLINGS, FASHION, ART, COLLAGES, MUSICALS, SWEET FOODS, BAKING, THE COLOR PURPLE ND RED, BLACK NAILS, POLISH MOVIES, MOVIE THEATRES, 80S AND 90S FILMS

FAV CHARATERS: TORI SPRING, ALED LAST, MICHAEL HOLDEN, KIM PINES, KNIVES CHAU, RICHIE (IT), BIZ (HOW IT FEELS TO FLOAT), HOLDEN CAULFIELD, TARA JONES, RAYNE SEPGUTA (IDK HOW TO SPELL HER LAST NAME), WENDY (SOUTH PARK), KENNY MCORNICK, EMILY (CLASS OF 09), SAL FISHER, JOHNNY (THE OUTSIDERS), LARRY JOHNSON, HACHI, NANA, SHINICHI, JACK MURPHY, FINNY SMITH(IF I HE HAD BEEN WITH ME-IF ONLY I HAD TOLD HER), CHOOCH BAMBALAZI, DANIEL LARUSSO, EDDIE PALIKINIKN(IDK HOW TO SPELL HIS LAST NAME), TODD ANDERSON, NEIL PERRY, MAX CAULFIELD

FAV GAMES: CLASS OF 09(THE RE-UP IS MY FAV), UNPACKING, OUR LIFE GAMES, BAD END THEATRE, SALLY FACE, RANDOM ITCH.IO GAMES, RHYTHM DOCTOR, STARDEW VALLEY, LAST SEEN ONLINE, OMORI, LIFE IS STRANGE

FAV MUSIC: RADIOHEAD, MITSKI, TV GIRL, ALEX G, THE SMITHS, ANY MIDWEST EMO, MSI, KIMYA DAWSON, THE MOLDY PEACHES, THE CURE, THE BEATLES, SUBLIME, FOO FIGHTERS, MOST DEATH METAL BANDS, CHELSEA GRIN(THATS METAL PERO WHATEVA), KORN, NIRVANA, THE POLICE, BAUHAUS, SIOXIES AND THE BANSHES, ALL GARAGE PUNK

FANDOMS IM IN: CLASS OF 09, SALLYFACE, STARDEW VALLEY, OSEMANVERSE OBVI, OMORI, SCOTT PILGRIM, BLUE PERIOD, FRUIT BASKET, TOKYO REVENGERS, KIMI NO TODOKE, NANA, PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING WITH MICHAEL CERA INVOLVED, AND PROB MORE I JS FORGOT

FAV PODCASTS: WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE, HELLO FROM THE HALLOWOODS, AND UNIVERSE FRIDAY

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[amplexadversary]

See, I was thinking he could just tap into your bloodstream. If he's hanging out in Rain's pocket we already know where he's getting the cells to convert from, and, well, why overcomplicate the system that's already there?

I may have just answered my own question by realizing that Rain would probably be turbo-weirded out by the more straightforward proposal.

[friendlyfoxpal]

Size and Beauty Doesn't Matter

It's what's on the inside that matters

Another Ouran drawing cause i felt like it.

While looking at refs for the previous Tamaki pic. Came upon a redraw meme for him. Decided to make it G/t of coarse with Haruhi there too.

[wintuvern]

Decided to make Gina from @infamous-if and yeah...

The past 72 hours has basically been a rough revive of my art 👀

[tinythiefalex]

Ouran's Giant Host Club Chapter 4

First 2 3

Welp, this is the end of episode one, and the chapters that I have written. I'm working on writing episode 2, but I can't make any promises about how long that will take. Thank you to everyone who has read and left such nice tags, I really appreciate it.

Enjoy!

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For Haruhi, it was like time itself had slowed down. As the table shifted, so did gravity. She felt herself slide with the rest of the table's contents. Her mind was frozen, right up to the moment she became airborne. She closed her eyes and heard the thud of something else hitting the floor, and felt herself being dragged down in a free fall. She had heard that in moments like this, most people see their life flash before their eyes, but not her.

Eyes closed, her mind focused solely on the sounds and feelings around her. That odd weightlessness of her body, the sound of a shout, the air feeling like wind blowing past her, a bit of tea from Ayano’s cup splashing against her side. It felt like it had lasted an eternity, but as soon as she was sure she would hit the ground, she instead felt something else cushion her fall.

A hand. 

Somebody caught her. 

She heard something hit the floor and shatter in the background. A shiver ran up her spine. That could’ve been her, shattering on the floor. 

She can’t bring herself to open her eyes yet, so she just laid on the warm palm, trying to steady her breathing. 

Tamaki knew he was right to keep an eye on Haruhi. Ayanokoji had always been a jealous girl, he just never thought she would take it this far. As soon as he saw Ayano grab the end of the table, he tensed. And when he saw the legs of the table leave the ground, he shot up from his seat and ran as fast as he could towards them.

“Haruhi!” he shouted as he reached for the human, praying that his reflexes would be fast enough. Thankfully, he was just in time. He felt the tiny, fragile body land safely in his hands.

A small group of people had crowded around, trying to see what the commotion was about. Tamaki promptly cupped his hands against his rapid-beating heart to keep Haruhi out of sight, away from the prying eyes.

“Tamaki,” a far-too-sweet sounding voice drew his attention away from the human, and to the giant on the floor. Ayano was sitting there in a pitiful pose, one you might see a storybook princess drawn in. “I felt faint,” she said, a dainty hand placed on her head, “I must have hit the table when I fell. Please help me.” She held out her hand, clearly expecting Tamaki to take it. His hands didn’t move from his chest. 

“Get up.”

Ayano drew her hand back. “W-what? Tamaki-”

“You did this on purpose,” he said with a dark expression on his face. He could still feel Haruhi’s slight shivers against his palm. “You pretended to fall and you nearly killed our newest member. Get up.”

“What are you talking about?” For just a moment, Ayano looked enraged. Then her expression shifted back as she cradled her head in her hand, pretending to be hurt. “Ow… do something, Tamaki!”

Tamaki stared at her for a moment more, before sighing. “Ayanokoji, you’re a beautiful girl, but you aren’t classy enough to be our guest, dear. Please leave”

Her face fell, truly upset. 

“Why Tamaki?” she glanced around, seeing the other members glaring down at her, “...you idiot!” She ran away, crying.

Tamaki took a deep breath before moving his hands away from his chest. Looking down at Haruhi, he was relieved to see that the little guy was unharmed. Haruhi was sitting up in his hands, staring down at the shattered flower vase on the floor. 

“Hey there, my little rookie,” he said, brushing over the human’s hair with a fingertip, “I hope that didn’t spook you too bad.” 

Reaching up to push the finger away from her head, Haruhi stood back up. Tamaki was surprised to see the kid so calm after a debacle like that. “I’m fine, Senpai.” Haruhi lifted the side of her shirt, grimacing a bit at the large wet spot covering it. “Some of her tea got on me, though. Can I go change?”

“Of course!” Tamaki looked around for a moment, shooing away the small crowd of people still watching. He grabbed another of Haruhi’s small uniforms from the changing room, before walking over to a secluded table in the corner. He set Haruhi down behind another vase for privacy.

Tamaki went back over to the other club members, who were mumbling amongst themselves. They stopped as soon as they saw Tamaki approach.

“Tama-chan!” Honey was the first to shout. “Is Haru-chan okay?”

“He’s fine, as far as I can tell,” Tamaki said with a smile.

“That’s a relief,” Kyoya was writing something down in a notebook. “If Haruhi got seriously injured during club activities, we’d most likely be liable.” 

Only worried about the numbers. Classic Kyoya. Tamaki thought with a grimace. 

“We’ll definitely need to keep a better eye on him,” said one of the twins. 

“Where’d he go anyway?” the other finished.

Tamaki pointed a thumb over his shoulder to the corner table, “He’s just changing into a dry uniform, he should be about done by now,” he said, walking back over. The others followed him. 

“Hey Haruhi, are you done yet? It’s been-” as he said this, Tamaki pushed the vase aside. Haruhi was behind it, wearing only pants and a bra. 

Tamaki was frozen, staring at Haruhi, and he… she?... was frozen, staring right back. Tamaki slid the vase back into place, obscuring the human once more.

“Haruhi…” he asked hesitantly, “you’re… a girl?”

“Biologically speaking, yeah.” Haruhi stepped out from behind the vase, now fully dressed. Tamaki felt his heart speed up. Despite being in a replica of the same clothes, Haruhi somehow seemed even cuter now. “Listen, Senpai, I don’t really care whether you guys see me as a boy or a girl,” Haruhi said, straightening the collar on her shirt, “In my opinion, it’s more important for a person to be recognized for who they are rather than for what sex they are.”

Kyoya jumped in, “Well, isn’t this an interesting development?”

The twins smiled at each other. “Oh yeah,” they turned, “though I’m guessing you  knew the whole time, Kyoya.” Before he could respond, Haruhi spoke up again, looking up at Tamaki.

“You know, I have to say Senpai, I thought you were pretty cool earlier.” She smiled up at him. Tamaki gasped, putting a hand over his mouth and quickly turning bright red. 

Kyoya smirked at the other hosts, “Now I could be wrong, but I think we may be experiencing the beginnings of love here.”

Haruhi barely noticed Tamaki’s reaction, she just continued talking to nobody in particular. “Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad.” Tamaki was taken aback by this, but Haruhi kept going, “I wonder how I can pull it off?” She hit her hands together, “I’ve got it!” she said, looking back up with her eyes wide. “I’ll just call everyone dude and bro now!”

She laughed at her own joke. 

End of Episode 1