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kengan-daddies · 4 months ago

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Hey!!! I have a request for some of the Baki men. But first i would like to so that I personally LOVE your Baki x Motherly reader series! Now on to my request: How would the Baki men react if reader was part time fighter and part time Burlesque dancer? And if your asking what a Burlesque dancer is, basically people who put on very suggestive dances and performances.

For the characters can you please do, Baki, Hanayma, Retsu and Katsumi? Feel free to skip any characters or add!

First Baki ask, LETS GOO!!

Most of there's POV's are relatively the same, aside from their thoughts, Baki's is probably the most different, and with the most 'plot' coming in from the views of a young high schooler.

(S/N) = Stage Name

The boys aren't aware of your second occupation, you're a great warrior and an even greater friend, but to know that you had such a secret life was far beyond them.

Burlesque dancer? - Retsu, Katsumi, Hanayama, and Baki

Anime : Baki: Son of Oger

Characters : Retsu Kaioh, Katsumi Orochi, Hanayama Karou, Baki Hanma

Warnings : Mention of drugs, alcohol, misuse of drugs

Retsu

When he went into the club, he wasn't there for anything promiscuous, he was here for business, a meeting with Hanayama, Katsumi, and Baki. It wasn't an ideal place, but it was the most discreet place. The dancers on stage were ignored by him as he kept his eyes on the people around him, taking in his surroundings. It was an atmosphere that he wasn't used to but not unfamiliar with.

He pushed through the sweaty bodies that smelled of alcohol and musk, it wasn't a present smell, but he smelt worst. The sight of people slumped against the walls caught his attention, people slipping pills and others grinding and kissing. It was disgusting but it was also very human. Every sin that you could think of, was in this place.

He didn't hate it, but he didn't agree with it. The lights suddenly dimmed, catching his attention, but he didn't give it much thought. 'Must be the climax of the party.' He thought as he continued on his way. "AND NOW, FOR THE PERFORMANCE YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!! SHE'S LOVELY, SHE'S AMBITIOUS, AND SHE'S EVER SO SENUAL!! GET READY TO MAKE IT RAIN, FOR (S/N)!!!"

The sound of men cheering excitedly caught his attention, and he looked around, hearing the excited cheers. "This '(S/N)' must be very talented." He spoke aloud as he looked at the stage. Multiple spotlights came on, lighting up the catwalk, he watched as a young woman walked down the catwalk, her legs like a cat, her hips swaying like a seductress. His lights lit up in recognition when he saw her face. "(Y/N)!?" He called out in shock as he watched her approach the crowd of men.

'To think, that this was a means of living for her. She's a warrior, surely she could've made more money by fighting. Hell, she could even ask me for a few dimes, I'm more than willing to give.' He thought his eyes lingered on her for a moment longer before stalking off through the crowd, making his way, admittedly, much smoother through the now still crowd. He could see an opening and he made a beeline for it, unashamed that he might have to stand on a table just to see where his comrades were, but he was most pleased when he saw them.

Baki was the first to notice him. He watched as Baki's eyes widened and a small smile graced his face. His arm suddenly shot out, his finger pointing. "Hey look, Retsu's here." He said, a small smile on his face. Retsu could be seen pulling his leg out before he walked over towards them. "Well, now that all of us are here, let the meeting commence." Hanayama said. Retsu nodded.

Katsumi

Walking through the crowd of drunken people was like a maze for him, it wasn't too difficult but it wasn't pleasant either. However, he kept calm as he walked through, making his way to the meeting area. He gave a relieved smile when he saw Baki and Hanayama sitting at the rounded booth, half a bottle of champagne sat in front of Hanayama, along with a champagne glass that he was drinking from. "Hey boys, long time no see." he casually greeted as he walked within hearing distance. Baki and Hanayama both greeted him. Hanayama with a curt nod and Baki with a small smile.

"Katsumi, how ya been, man?" Baki asked as he watched Katsumi sit on the booth and he scooted his way in. "I've been well, training has been very promising, my students are improving every day. What of you two?" He asked as he got comfortable. Hanayama shrugged. "I've been well, but not much has happened in my life, it's been the usual but also rather calm... Which is troublesome." He said. Katsumi gave him a small smile of pity. "Yeah, I know what you mean, quiet days are welcomed, but they never promise any good." He agreed. Hanayama nodded before he looked over at Baki.

"What about you, Baki?" He asked. Baki snapped from his thoughts as he looked up from the table and up towards Hanayama, a wide but sheepish smile on his face. "Hmm?... Oh um, yeah... I've been pretty good too, same ol' same ol', going to school, kicking ass." He said. Katsumi chuckled. "How's school been, Baki?" He asked. Baki looked over at him. "Oh you know, boring as ever." He said with a wave of his hand. Katsumi chuckled. "Oh yeah, I remember those days." He said as he sat back in the booth, a nostalgic smile on his face. Hanayama nodded. They were quiet after that, lost in their own thoughts.

the lights suddenly dimmed, catching all of their attention. "AND NOW, FOR THE PERFORMANCE YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!! SHE'S LOVELY, SHE'S AMBITIOUS, AND SHE'S EVER SO SENUAL!! GET READY TO MAKE IT RAIN, FOR (S/N)!!!" Came the announcer's voice, they all looked over towards the stage, watching as the lights slowly lit up the catwalk. "An entrance like this for a single woman? She must be something special." He said aloud. Hanayama nodded. "Yes, she must be for such high praise, and the silence of these men, she must be a fan favorite." He added.

A shadowy figure came forth, stepping into the light. Katsumi's eyes widen. "(Y/N)!?" He practically shouted in shock as he stared on. 'But... why?... Unless this is just some sort of side gig she just happens to enjoy.' He thought as he watched. Her legs were like a cat, her hips swaying like a seductress, he was nearly hypnotized. You're an attractive woman and an amazing fighter, it's just easy for him to forget that you were a woman. It was always a secondary thought in his mind when it came to you, you were like one of the boys honestly.

He was pulled from his thoughts when Baki's arm suddenly shot out, his finger pointing. "Hey look, Retsu's here." He said, a small smile on his face. He looked over at Baki before he looked over, from the crowd, Retsu could be seen pulling his leg out before he walked over towards them. "Well, now that all of us are here, let the meeting commence. " Hanayama said.

Hanayama

He was the first of the boys to arrive at the club, the first thing he did was flag down a waitress and order himself a bottle of champagne. His fist cup in, and Baki was the first to arrive. A soft pat on his shoulder made him turn around in question, seeing a smiling Baki standing there as he waved at him. "Sup Hanayama." He happily greeted as he walked around. Hanayama nodded in return. "Baki, I'm surprised to see you here so early." He said as he watched Baki get comfortable in the booth.

Baki chuckled in amusement as he looked around the club, honestly so am I." He said. Hanayama looked away from him as he took a sip from his glass. "So, what's this meeting gonna be about?" Baki asked. Hanayama looked over at him as he placed his cup back down. "Honestly, it's just a way for us to get together, along with the topic of Pickle." He said. Baki cocked a brow at him. "That's it? A simple get-together?" He asked in disbelief. Hanayama stared at him for a moment before he looked off from him.

Baki stared at Hanayama for a while longer before he looked off and over towards the stage, seeing the women dance, a relaxed smile on his face. "Well, a simple get-together isn't so bad." He said aloud, Hanayama nodded as he took another sip from his drink. "Hey boys, long time no see." Came a familiar voice, both Baki and Hanayama looked up in curiosity before a familiar gleam shined in their eyes. Hanayama gave him a curt nod and Baki gave him a small smile.

A shadowy figure came forth, stepping into the light. Katsumi's eyes widen. "(Y/N)!?" He practically shouted in shock as he stared on. Hanayama's eyes widened when he saw that it was you, his mind raced with questions. 'Why?... She's a proud warrior, so why?... Is she struggling to make ends meet?... She could've just asked me and I would've helped her, no payment needed in return.' He thought as he observed her. Her legs were like a cat, her hips swaying like a seductress, he was nearly hypnotized. You're an attractive woman and an amazing fighter, to see you in such a position, made Hanayama slightly sad.

Baki

The music was blaring and it was nearly deafening, Baki wasn't used to coming to these places, hell, most high schoolers weren't... But Baki wasn't a normal high school boy, so this was just a part of the package deal at this point. "Guess being the Oger's son... has its perks." He said aloud to himself as he remembered the bouncer immediately allowing him access once he heard him say his name was "Baki."

He eased his way through the crowd, taking mental notes of every little detail, his young mind acting like a sponge. He couldn't help but notice every little thing, his eyes gleaming in innocent curiosity when he would see the strangest things, from people slumped against the walls to others pouring liquor and slipping pills. It was grotesque and yet he couldn't look away from it all. He looked forward and he sighed with relief when he seen that there was a gap in an opening from between the bodies.

He pushed his way through taking a much-needed breath of slightly fresher air once he was able to pull from the crowd, he looked back at the people with a sheepish grin. "Yeesh... I wonder how they're able to breathe in there... The air is so dense." He said aloud before he looked forward and his eyes gleamed in familiarity and relief when he saw Hanayama sitting at the table, a freshly opened bottle of champagne on the table. He shoved his hands into his pockets and walked over to him, coming up from behind him he placed his hand softly and invitingly down on his shoulder, making Hanayama turn around in curiosity.

"Sup Hanayama." He happily greeted him as he walked around. Hanayama nodded in return. "Baki, I'm surprised to see you here so early." Baki gave a quiet sigh as he walked around the booth, sliding in his eyes and taking in the contents of the table before he looked up at Hanayama with a small smile on his face before he chuckled in amusement as he looked around the club, honestly so am I."

He said aloud as he thought over the fact that it was a miracle he even found where Hanayama was sitting. He's never been to a club before so this was all so new to him. Hanayama looked away from him as he took a sip from his glass. Baki looked back at Hanayama, taking in his relaxed poster, his eyes dull with slight boredom. 'Man, I bet he's real familiar with this type of atmosphere... This must be a common site for him.' He thought as he observed Hanayama.

He sat up straight in his seat as he leaned onto the table in front of him. "So, what's this meeting gonna be about?" Baki asked. Hanayama looked over at him as he placed his cup back down. "Honestly, it's just a way for us to get together, along with the topic of Pickle." He said. Baki cocked a brow at him. "That's it? A simple get-together?" He asked in disbelief. Hanayama stared at him for a moment before he looked off from him. Baki stared at Hanayama with a perplexed gaze before he relaxed back in his seat.

'Just a simple get-together?... I mean... I guess there's nothing wrong with that... But in a place like this?... Why not the park or something?...' He thought in confusion as he observed Hanayama in confusion. He'd never be able to understand the man before him, but he will admit, that Hanayama always moved with purpose. Baki stared at Hanayama for a while longer before he looked off and over towards the stage, seeing the women dance, a relaxed smile on his face. "Well, a simple get-together isn't so bad." He said aloud.

"Hey boys, long time no see." Came a familiar voice, both Baki and Hanayama looked up in curiosity before a familiar gleam shined in their eyes. Hanayama gave him a curt nod and Baki gave him a small smile. "Katsumi, how ya been, man?" Baki asked as he watched Katsumi sit on the booth and he scooted his way in. "I've been well, training has been very promising, my students are improving every day. What of you two?"

He asked as he got comfortable. Hanayama shrugged. "I've been well, but not much has happened in my life, it's been the usual but also rather calm... Which is troublesome." He said. Katsumi gave him a small smile of pity. "Yeah, I know what you mean, quiet days are welcomed, but they never promise any good." He agreed. Hanayama nodded before he looked over at Baki. Baki looked between the two, taking in their conversation, he honestly didn't know what the hell they were both talking about.

Small talks were never his strong suit. "What about you, Baki?" Came Hanayama's voice. Baki snapped from his thoughts as he looked up from the table and up towards Hanayama, a wide but sheepish smile on his face. "Hmm?... Oh um, yeah... I've been pretty good too, same ol' same ol', going to school, kicking ass." He said. Katsumi chuckled. "How's school been, Baki?" He asked. Baki looked over at him. "Oh you know, boring as ever." He said with a wave of his hand. Katsumi chuckled. "Oh yeah, I remember those days." He said as he sat back in the booth, a nostalgic smile on his face. Hanayama nodded. They were quiet after that, lost in their own thoughts.

Baki felt a bit out of place, first, he was in a place he wasn't very familiar with... Actually, scratch that, this was like a different world entirely. second, he was talking about his life like it was sooo normal, because yeah... His life is totally normal... and he totally knows how to have a normal conversation about his very normal life... Yeah, know?... Like normal people do.

Baki stared in his confusion, wondering what all the hype was. 'She's just another woman... What's so grand about her? Is she like rich? Super attractive?... Tall?' He wondered as he looked around at all the people who've all gone quiet.

A shadowy figure came forth, stepping into the light. Katsumi's eyes widen. "(Y/N)!?" He practically shouted in shock as he stared on. Baki's eyes widen as well when he sees you. 'HUH!?' He thought in surprise. First, this weird ass place, second the very normal small talk, and now this!! What's next, clouds are going to start falling from the sky now??

He watched as you walked down the catwalk, your legs were like a cat, hips swaying like a seductress, he was nearly hypnotized. You're an attractive woman and an amazing fighter, to see you in such a position, was confusing for Baki but at the same time he could understand that bills have to be paid, food needs to be bought, or maybe it was just something you simply enjoyed... Either way, it wasn't really any of his business, you were an adult, and you knew what you were doing.

He looked away from the stage for a moment, letting his eyes trail along the crowd when his eyes widened and a small smile graced his face. His arm suddenly shot out, his finger pointing. "Hey look, Retsu's here." He said, a small smile on his face. Retsu could be seen pulling his leg out before he walked over towards them. "Well, now that all of us are here, let the meeting commence." Hanayama said.

'Thank god... because I don't think I can be here for another second.' Baki thought.

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rustycopper4use · 10 months ago

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Its Always Been You pt18

Kyoya’s Reluctant Day Out! Pt 18

(Kyoya x male reader)

A soft hum of a fan fills the room, weakly blowing out air.

And here lies Y/n, despite his many efforts he couldn’t sleep. He’d blame the weather, he never really did well in the heat.

He rubbed his eyes and groaned.

His hand moved around before finding his phone. Turning it on as the white burned into his eyes.

‘2:00 am’

He scrolled through his contacts before sending a message.

‘Kyoya’

The message was left on read, he rolled his eyes.

‘Kyoya I know you’re still up’

Once again left on read.

‘I’m coming over’

‘The back door is unlocked.’

Y/n grinned before jumping out of bed.

He hastily thrown on a hoodie and ran out the door.

The cool of the night greeted Y/n as he walked down the street. The slow glow of streetlights accompanying him.

He turns the corner, looking up at the oh so familiar house. Quietly he walks to the back of the house, going towards the back door he turned the handle and walked in.

Heading towards Kyoya’s room a faint sound of typing was heard just beyond the door.

He swings open the door.

“So what are you working on, this time?”

Kyoya stared blankly, the computer light illuminating his face.

“That bad huh?”

“ working yourself half to death cannot be good for your health.” Y/n notes, sitting on Kyoya’s bed.

“It’s not ideal, however, it’s just a sacrifice I have to make to uphold the Ootori name.” He blankly states, pushing up his glasses.

He continues typing away.

“If you say so.” Y/n lays on his bed, as a comforting wave of silence fills the room.

As the two enjoyed each other’s company, after a brief amount of time, Kyoya closes his laptop, finally finished.

He gets up from his desk and hears towards his bed.

He looks at Y/n, now passed out.

He takes off his glasses with a sigh and places them infront of the clock on his bedside.

‘5:03’

He lays next to him and gets the long needed sleep.

The warmth of another person brought an odd sense of relief, as he drifts off.

——-

“-This might be one of my best ideas men!” A tall blonde bursts through the door, accompanied by the other hosts.

“Kyoya time to get up-!” Tamaki stopped right in his tracks. And stared at Kyoya’s bed.

Kyoya was still asleep, However that wasn’t the issue, on top of him was Y/n. Like his own personal weighted blanket.

“What’s the problem boss?” Karou looks over to the bed also, a devilish grin formed on his face.

Hikaru pulled out his phone and took some photos.

“How scandalous! Didn’t know Kyoya had it in him.” The twins said with a smile.

“You don’t think they-… that they….” Tamaki mumbled, mouth agape.

“How cute!” Honey-senpai stood behind Tamaki.

This was the straw that broke Tamaki.

“MAMA!” He cried, awaking Kyoya.

“How could you! After everything we’ve been through!” Tamaki cried. To a now very annoyed Kyoya.

“Why are you in my room Tamaki..” kyoya grumbled feeling an oncoming headache.

“Never mind that! Why is Y/n in your bed!” He shirked.

“Why are you in my room.” He asked, trying to keep his voice down.

“Tamaki-senpai wanted us to go to a commoners market, to better understand Haru-chan!” Honey-senpai chirped.

“Don’t ignore me!” Tamaki butts in.

“Keep it down, Y/n is still alseep.” Kyoya harshly whispered, glaring at the blonde.

He covers his eyes with his arm, wishing for the club to be just a bad dream.

“Oh cmon! You can’t be in bed all morning! Today is the last day of summer vacation!” Tamaki whined.

“Wake up..” Honey-senpai gently pulled on Kyoya’s arm.

“Come on Kyoya.” The twins began to shake him.

Y/n drowsily moved his head, having all the hosts freeze.

He just cuddled closer to Kyoya’s chest.

A sigh of relief left the clubs chests.

Kyoya moved his arm away from his eyes, and slowly sat up careful not to wake Y/n.

“For your information we were up till 5AM you morons. Which if you hadn’t noticed makes me less than happy about being woken up.”

A shiver ran up the clubs spine.

“Kyo-chan isn’t much of a morning person huh?” Honey-senpai notes.

“You have no room to talk.” Mori remarks.

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” Honey looks up at Mori.

“Okay, enough with the commoner shtick. If you formulaic halfwits feel like wasting all afternoon on worn-out old cliches, go right ahead and suit yourselves.” Kyoya grumble lying back down.

“Well if that’s what you want…”

“Well you heard the man! Now let’s dress him to the nines and head to the expo!” Tamaki throws his hands in the hair.

“What about Y/n?” Honey-senpai tilts his head.

“Right, twins!”

The two stood up straight.

“You can take care of Y/n.”

“Yes sir!”

The twins eagerly pry Y/n off of kyoya, dragging him to get ‘dolled‘ up.

Karou pulls out an outfit and puts it on Y/n with a grin.

“Doesn’t he look great!” The twins cooed.

“Wait, where did you even get that outfit? We didn’t see in Kyoya’s closet.” Tamaki examined Y/n.

“We’ve been waiting for the perfect opportunity to dress up Y/n! Instead of his poor excuse of fashion he usually wears.” Karou grimace holding up Y/n’s hoodie, before throwing it out the window.

After all that fuss the hosts carry the two towards Tamaki’s limo out front.

As they throw the two, less than gracefully, into the car.

Finally awaking Y/n.

He rubbed his eyes.

“What’s going on?”

“You’re finally awake!” Honey smiled.

“We’re taking you and kyoya to a commoners market!” Tamaki declared.

——-

“-and then they left you with me to babysit essentially.” Y/n sighed, as a less then please Kyoya sat on a bench.

He stood up, and rubbed his temple.

“I’m assuming you don’t have your phone on you either.” Kyoya sighed.

“No. I’m pretty sure the twins took it.” Y/n looks around.

“What should we do now-“

A small little boy ran into Kyoya’s legs, he lets out a whimper rubbing his head. Looking up at Kyoya he was greeted by a glared. He bursts into tears before running off to his mom.

“Mama!”

“Tamaki’s a deadman when I get my hands on him.” Kyoya huffed.

Y/n let out a chuckle.

“Kyoya-senpai?” A familiar voice called out.

“Oh perfect, Haruhi!” Y/n smiled.

Haruhi walked closer to the two.

“I didn’t expect to see you two here today.” Haruhi politely said.

“How much money do you have on you Haruhi?” Kyoya bluntly spoke.

“What?” Haruhi stared at Kyoya.

——

Later at a fast food joint….

“Kyoya-senpai, are you sure this is where you wanna eat? There are much nicer restaurants to choose from upstairs.” Haruhi nervously spoke.

“Well you don’t have much on you, so our choices are limited. Just be sure to get a receipt. Tamaki will reimburse you tenfold.” Kyoya glared.

Haruhi nervously nodded.

“Haruhi its our turn.” Y/n brought Haruhi back to reality.

“Oh! Uh, here, why don’t I just order for us. Do you two know what you want?”

“You pick. Just get us lots of it.”

Y/n nodded in agreement.

“Oh uh okay..” Haruhi’s began to talk to the cashier.

However the cashier seemed to entranced by the mysterious kyoya. Acting more friendly to them than the other customers.

“Okay, coming right up. Would you be interested in adding one of our delicious desserts?” The cashier cheerily asked.

“Thank you, no, I don’t care for sweets.” Kyoya flatly replied.

“Before you decide, we have a new shake that’s absolutely-“ cashier began, starry eyed.

“I have given you my answer.” Kyoya coldly glared at the girl.

The cashier stiffened, a sense of dread fueled her senses.

“Please be sure to include our receipt.” Haruhi squeaked out. Grabbing the food tray and going off to a table.

“Kyoya-senpai, just because you’re in a bad mood today doesn’t give you the right go around talking to people like that. The poor girl was just doing her job.” Haruhi scolded.

“She was being pushy, even after being told no.” Y/n grabs a burger.

“Yeah but there’s no reason for acting like that. She’s supposed to do that.” Haruhi sighed.

“Her job is to serve us food, not irradiate me with some weak sales pitch.” Kyoya adds, taking a bite of his food.

Haruhi just stared at Kyoya eating.

“Now what?” Kyoya looked back.

“Nothing. I just don’t think I’ve ever actually seen you eat before. Somehow I thought the experience would be more refined. I’m surprised stuff like this even appeals to you.”

“It doesn’t appeal to me in the slightest. No doubt, you’ll say I’m callous for admitting it, since you brought me this tripe.” Kyoya stoped to take a drink.

“Of course I won’t.” She looked off to the side.

“There’s an understanding between makers of food like this and those that eat it. Quality takes a backseat to convenience. Refinement isn’t part of the equation. It’s meant to be eaten quickly, besides no one of consequence is here to witness my momentary lapse of manners.” Kyoya explain.

“Hey for the record, I’m saying it benefits me nothing to keep up appearances in a place like this. And that includes any special treatment I may give you here.”

“Oh really I would have never guessed that in a million years…” haruhi mumbled.

“Oh my gosh girls, that guy in the glasses is a total hottie.” A girl swooned to her friends.

“You’re right he’s gorgeous!” Her friends agreed.

Y/n sighed, looking off to the side, the grip on his drink tightened.

“Um, excuse me, I’m so sorry to interrupt. I was wondering if you’re not using that chair, can my friends and I borrow it?” She sweetly smiled.

“Why not..” Kyoya sighed.

“Thanks you so much that’s awesome!” Her friends blissfully giggled.

“You’re quite welcome.” He flatly said.

Y/n glared at the girls as they walked off.

“You’re probably wondering how Tamaki and I compliment each other so well.” Kyoya spoke, catching Haruhi off guard.

“The answer is simple-“ he smiled.

“I have something to gain. There is no better motivator than self interest. I have to look out for number one, y’know.”

“Tamaki-senpai would be heartbroken if he heard you say that.” Haruhi frowned.

“Such a tragedy that Tamaki’s feelings are one sided.” Y/n joked.

“On the contrary-“ he pushes up his glasses.

“He’s understood our arrangement from the very beginning. The same goes for all of them. Hikaru, Karou, honey-senpai, Mori-senpai, and even Y/n. The glue that holds the club together is our mutual egocentricity. It’s the principle that drives the alliance between our families and ensures each of our futures.” He looks at Haruhi.

“Though, well let’s just say there’s still quite a bit you don’t understand about that. Although Tamaki is a fool, and self sacrifice does come naturally to him. So I guess the point of this is, we are very different creatures.” Kyoya finished his monologue.

The three now wonder the mall.

“Senpai? I thought you were going to take a taxi home.” Haruhi looked up at Kyoya.

“I am, but while we’re still here Y/n wants to look around.”

“Black pearls from ishigaki island. Odd to find them here, considering how much they go for.”

“You’re kidding, really? That’s incredible. How can you tell?” Haruhi looks to kyoya.

“I am a product of excellent breeding.”

“You make it sound like you’re some pure bred dog, give yourself a little more credit.” Y/n smiled, walking off with the others.

“So kyoya-senpai, why is it after all this time I still know nothing about your family?” Haruhi notes.

“Because there’s really nothing for you to know about my family. At least nothing that should interest you.”

“Well that seems to be a little unfair, don’t you think?”

“Just what do you mean unfair?”

“I mean that when it comes to my personal life you even keep tabs on who’s my father’s friends from work are while I barely have a clue about yours. So I call that unfair.”

“That’s a very intriguing notion in its own way.”

“Well you’ve got two older brothers, right? For starters, you could tell me something about them. What kind of people are they?”

“They are rather exceptional. Enough so, that my father puts a lot of stock in them. Though as the third son, things work a little differently for me.”

“I didn’t realize there was so much pressure on you to succeed.”

“Pressure? Oh no, Haruhi, I cannot think of nothing more fun than this.”

Haruhi let’s out a sigh.

“Dear me! Pieces from the Komatsu Shoin collection? I never thought that I would fine them here!”

The voice grabs the attention of the three.

“Why madam, you have astonishing eye!”

Kyoya glared at the interaction.

“Kyoya-senpai?” Haruhi was ignored, as Kyoya walked up to the stand.

“Just watch and see what happens.” Y/n grinned.

“Will all due respect, these are fake.” Kyoya bluntly spoke, interrupting the conversation.

“Huh?” The lady looked at Kyoya.

“Hey, get out of here kid, what do you think you’re doing?” The man snarled.

Kyoya picked up the bowl, analyzing it.

“The shade of blue is strongly reminiscent of Shoin’s work, but looking closely around the base you’ll notice the colour graduation isn’t quite dark enough to be authentic. that and the laquer is too clear.”

“That’s enough out of you, Mr. Expert! I will report you for obstructing my business!” The man spoked irked at kyoya.

Kyoya flipped the bowl over looking at the bottom.

“Just as I thought. The brush strokes on this seal are uncharacteristically broad as well.”

“U-uh..” the man stammered.

“For your sake, I hope you have a certificate-“ he looks at the man.

“That is, if you still keep insisting it’s real.”

“O-of course it’s real! I have the certificate at home.” He stuttered.

Kyoya grins at this.

“Ah, then surely you won’t mind if I call the Komatsu family right now to verify your claim. My own family has dealings with them for generations. It would be a matter of a minute.”

“Wait you can’t do this!” The man gets dragged out by security.

“Young man, I can’t thank you enough.” The lady bows.

“After everything you’ve told me senpai, stepping in on a complete stranger’s behalf seems a little out of character for you.” Haruhi spoke.

“Hm? Oh, that? Well now, she’s hardly a stranger. You mean you don’t know? Her husband is the ceo of a major electronics company.”

“Huh?” Haruhi gasped.

“This is my first time meeting her personally, but that ring on her left hand is unmistakable. My family has dealings with her husband’s company.”

Haruhi is just puzzled.

“Ah, one of the Ootori boys. Imagine running into you here incognito-“ she smiles.

“The next opportunity I have, I’ll be sure to take advantage of your family’s beautiful health resorts.”

“We’d be honoured.” Kyoya bows slightly.

Haruhi glared at Kyoya.

“Hey haruhi.” Y/n whispered.

“Hm?”

“Look at the stall she was just at, notice the flags?” He points .

“The flags…- wait, he couldn’t have-“

“Hm hm!” Y/n smiled, walking over to kyoya now looking at a food stall.

“Hey Haruhi, did you know this?” Kyoya called out.

“Did I know what?”

“Is melon the preferred flavour among snack makers?”

“Huh?”

“It doesn’t make sense, the primary ingredient is corn, why go to the trouble of artificially making it taste like fruit? Seems counterintuitive.”

“That’s an intriguing notion in its own way.” Haruhi spoke with a laugh.

“Oh was I being funny?”

“Earlier you were going on and on about how you and Tamaki-senpai are nothing alike. What you just said about the candy? It sounds just like him!” She laughs.

“You think so? This does seem like something he and the twins would fawn over. Very well I’ll buy them. Haruhi your wallet.” Kyoya holds out his hand.

“Oh yeah I forgot.” She goes through her purse.

“Just be sure to get the receipt.”

——

“Hey senpai?” Haruhi sat down on a bench.

“Why do you think that Tamaki-senpai is always so eager to help people when they’re in need?”

“You mean when theres nothing to gain? Who knows.”

“Maybe he gains the pleasure of just helping someone, just because.” Y/n sighed looking ahead.

“So when you help someone, how exactly do you benefit from it? Money? Or reputation? Or is it more abstract? Because the way I see it, Tamaki-senpai gets something out of helping others, that doesn’t necessarily mean involving them paying him back. So maybe when you get right down to it, the two of you aren’t so different after all.”

“Attention shoppers, this is an announcement for a lost child. Attention shoppers, this is an announcement for a lost child. A little boy named Kyoya Ootori is lost inside the store. Repeat Kyoya Ootori is lost. His guardian Suoh is waiting for him at the 2nd floor information counter.”

“-Kyoya is 5’11”, tall with black hair and wearing prescription glasses.”

Kyoya pushes up his glasses.

As y/n chokes out a laugh.

“Kyoya’s guardian mentions he may or may not be travelling with Y/n L/n. Whose whereabouts are also unknown.”

“Oh you got to be kidding me.”

“That damn idiot. I’ll kill him!” Kyoya glares.

The three walk up to the second floor, finding the rest of the club.

“Kyoya! Y/n! There you are! We were so worried about you. Why is Haruhi with you?” Tamaki look at the group.

“Better question is what’s with the dog?” Y/n stared at the blonde dog.

“Isn’t she beautiful? I got her at this amazing place they call a pet shop!” The dog licks Tamaki’s face.

“Hey, cut it out Antoinette!”

“How am I exactly like this moron?” Kyoya asked.

“Maybe it’s the fact that you helped a stranger.” Y/n stands beside kyoya

“She wasn’t-“

“You and I both know you didn’t see that ring through the stall. You’re not some terrible person, you still have a heart, why hide it.” Y/n grinned.

Kyoya smiled lightly.

Haruhi stood back and watched the two.

Then something clicked.

‘Oh she gets it now’

#x reader #lgbtq #lgbtqiia+#gay #kyoya ootori x reader #kyoya x reader #kyoya is gay #ouran fanfic #ouran kyoya #kyoya ootori #I’m not dead #i swear #heres some ohshc fanfic

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giggly-squiggily · 10 months ago

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Candy Heart Valentine Event 2024 Masterlist (M-Z)

Here's part two of the Candy Heart Valentine Event Masterlist! :D

Moriarty The Patriot

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" + "I haven't even touched you yet!" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (William x Reader)

"I know all your weaknesses!" (Lee!William, Ler!Sherlock)

"I know all your weaknesses!" (William x Reader)

My Hero Academia

"Hey could you...you know?" (Lee!Tokoyami, Dark Shadow, Ler!Tsu)

"Is this a bad spot?" + "Look how red you are! How cute!" (Lee!Aizawa, Ler!Mic)

"No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!" (Aizawa x Reader)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "Is this a bad spot?" (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Dabi)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" + "You like being tickled, don't you?" (Hawks x Reader)

"When's the last time you smiled?" + "Not there? What about here?" (Lee!Mirko, Ler!Hawks)

"You like being tickled, don't you?" (Lee!Bakugou, Ler!Aizawa)

"You like being tickled, don't you?" + "What's so funny?" (Lee!Todoroki, Ler!Bakugou)

Pokemon

"Brave thing to say for someone so ticklish." (Lee!Drayton, Ler!Kieran)

"Hey could you...you know?" + "Do you want me to tickle you?" (Lee!Morty, Ler!Eusine)

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" (Rika x Reader)

"Hey, what are you- give that back!" (Cilan x Platonic!Reader)

"I'm gonna get you!" + "Keep your arms up!" (Tulip x Reader)

"I know all your weaknesses!" (Arven x Reader)

"I know all your weaknesses" (Lee!Clavell, Ler!Cyrano)

"Look how red you are! How cute!" (Crispin x Reader)

"No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!" (Carmine x Reader)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Tulip x Reader)

"Oh, is someone ticklish?" + "Not there? What about here?" + "Is this a bad spot?" (Ingo x Reader)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "I didn't know you were ticklish here!" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Lee!Nemona, Ler!Iono)

"You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Cilan x Reader)

"You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Lee!Archie, ler!Maxie)

"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Switches!Emmet, Ingo)

"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish" (Lee!Archie, Ler!Maxie)

"When's the last time you smiled?" (Lee!Kieran, Ler!Drayton)

Sk8 The Infinity

"Keep your arms up!" + "No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!" (Lee!Karou, Ler!Kojiro)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" + "When's the last time you smiled?" (Lee!Miya, Lers!Matchablossom)

"When's the last time you smiled?" + "I just want a hug!" + "What's so funny?" (Lee!Reki, Ler!Langa)

Spy x Family

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "I didn't know you were ticklish here!" (Franky x Reader)

Tokyo Revengers

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" (Lee!Hinata, Ler!Takemitchi)

"Hey what are you- give that back!" (Lee!Mikey, Ler!Draken)

"I haven't even touched you yet!" + "Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "Look how red you are! How cute!" (Lee!Baji, Ler!Draken)

"Not there? What about here?" (Lee!Chifuyu, Ler!Baji)

"Stop squirming!" (Lee!Chifuyu, Ler!Mitsuya)

"When's the last time you smiled?" (Lee!Takemitchi, Ler!Chifuyu)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" + "Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Mitsuya x Reader)

Toilet Bound Hanako-San

"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Lee!Nene, Ler!Hanako)

Vinland Saga

"I know all your weaknesses (Lee!Askeladd, Ler!Bjorn)

Yu Yu Hakusho

"Don't stop? If you say so!" (Kurama x Reader)

"I could do this all day" + "Not there? How about here?" (Kurama x Reader)

"I just want a hug!" (Lee!Hiei, Lers!Kurama, Yusuke)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Kurama x Reader x Hiei)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" (Hiei x Reader)

"When's the last time you smiled?" + "Do you want me to tickle you?" (Lee!Yusuke, Ler!Kuwabara)

#Candy Heart Valentine Event #chve2k24 #masterlist #blog stuff

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 2 years ago

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HERE, KITTY, KITTY (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader

Synopsis: In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead.

Story Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY), Swearing, Adult!Reader, Ear and Tail Stroking, Light Degradation, Spanking, Exhibitionism, Multiple Positions, Creampie, Unprotected PIV Sex, Facial, Scent Play, Collaring, Deepthroat, Cunnlingus, Begging, Edgeplay, Power Play, Rope Play/Shibari, Master Kink, Some Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Some Action

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Thank you all so, so, soooo much for the love on this story! I'll be writing some brand new shit soon! Stay safe! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

Other Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Twenty-Five.

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NINE.

“Ah, shit!” you moan, your head tossed back and eyes fluttered closed.

You stand in your dorm’s shower, barely touching your skin in fear of making the sting worse. You never realized how bad fresh scratches stung until you got into the hot water that ran in jets in your shower hours later after crawling through your window. Despite your tired state and aching body, you managed to crawl through the correct window this time to enter your own dorm room.

After helping Aizawa wrangle up the art-stealing, gun-wielding, quirked siblings Kikiyo and Karou, you transformed into your cat form and were able to escape amidst the commotion of the cops entering the exhibit building. Though you felt guilty to leave Aizawa like that, you also knew better than to stay. You didn’t need the cops questioning you on your hero status and possibly arresting you for being a vigilante.

Luckily, no one spotted you when you slipped behind a wall and transformed before slipping out the front door. Though you had to walk all the way home with a fresh new set of bruises from fighting the siblings that coat your body now, you feel accomplished and happy knowing you were finally able to prove yourself to Aizawa. He seemed impressed with your quirk and the abilities that came with it. It surprises you how much you want to impress him, even make him proud.

Not to mention how much you want to be around him. It’s like a damn disease. Which is why after you finish showering and applying some ointment to your scratches and bruises, you put on a fresh set of sweats, a UA hoodie, and some kicks before gathering your phone and keys for the night. You slip out of your dorm and lock the door before quickly taking the elevator downstairs to the lobby.

‘So far, so good,’ you think, finding relief in knowing that everyone is fast asleep and won’t be in on your little nighttime visit.

Though you believe that, fate proves you wrong when the elevator doors open in the lobby and Present Mic minutes later. You nearly jump out of your skin when you see him standing there with a backpack. “Oh, hello, Y/N!” he greets you happily.

You manage to give what you hope is a normal-looking smile as you shimmy out of the elevator past him. “Goin’ somewhere?” he curiously asks, letting the elevator doors close. “You look ravishing, but I’m afraid someone will take advantage and get you before I do.”

You roll your eyes at his compliment, knowing he’s full of shit. “Thank you, Mic,” you giggle. “Just goin’ out for a while. And I already told Nemuri, so she knows I’ll be back in the morning.”

You begin to scurry to the door, but Mic’s further probing stops you. “In the morning? Everything okay?”

You beam at his worried expression. “Yeah!” you reply, a little too enthusiastically. “I always try to visit my folks and drive back in the mornings before work. They only live an hour outside of the city, so…”

You stop, realizing you’re rambling and probably making yourself look even more suspicious. “Well, I guess I’ll be going!” you squeak before quickly turning around to jet.

“Hey, what’s that?” Mic asks. You make the mistake of turning around once more. His fingers brush the bruise on your temple from the blow Karou gave you.

Your body grows hot with panic, your mouth dry. “My, that looks awfully fresh,” Mic softly says. “Whatever target you had your eyes set on did a number on you tonight.”

Your mind slowly registers what the pro just said. “W-What?” you whisper. Mic continues on, still examining your bruise. “I’m sure you did a number on them much worse though. After all, you are the newest addition to heroism on the streets lately.”

Your eyes widen in panic and you begin to tremble. Oh, no…he knows. He fucking knows.

Mic gives you a smile and a laugh despite your freeze response kicking in. “Y/N, it’s okay. I know you’re Night Claw. You don’t have to lie to me.”

You’re still in shock, too afraid to speak. Is he going to tell? Will you lose your job? And what about Aizawa? What if Mic tells him too? “How did you know?” you weakly ask.

Mic gives a light laugh, shoving a hand in his pocket. “It was pretty easy to piece together. The dark circles under your eyes at work; the way you go missing at night…it was quite easy. I’ve known for a while now, but I was more than happy to keep your secret.”

Though he seems easygoing about it, the fear of getting caught still eats at you. If Mic knows, who else knows? “You can’t tell anyone,” you immediately plea. “If Nezu finds out–“

“He never will,” Mic cuts in. Your words die in your throat as you stare at him in shock. “I happen to love what you’re doing for the city and respect you highly for it.” He lays a friendly hand on your arm, his eyes serious. “Just be careful, okay? If anything ever happened to you, Aizawa would be depressed forever.”

You furrow your brows in confusion. Aizawa? Why would he be so upset if something happened to you? He barely knows you! “Come on,” you scoff with a laugh. “Aizawa will be fine. The guy barely even talks to me.”

“He’s just shy!” Mic protests. “But I promise that he likes you. He just doesn’t know how to show it.”

Though you still scoff incredulously at his words, calling it BS, you flush a bit at the mention of Aizawa possibly liking you. If so, why hasn’t he said anything?

Before you think anything more of it, Mic gives your shoulder a squeeze and bumps his hip against the elevator button to go up. “Well, I tell your folks I said hi,” he says a little too loudly. “Enjoy your visit, girly!”

You stare at him, confused, until you notice a couple of janitors cleaning the lobby floors. You turn back to Mic and can’t resist pecking him on the cheek “Thank you, Mic,” you whisper, giddy with relief and happiness.

Mic gives you a wink as the elevator doors open and he disappears through them. You sigh, flooded with relief at your secret not being exposed.

When you finally exit the dorms and slip behind the building to transform, you can hardly believe your luck when you see your familiar, brooding, and very hot coworker currently walking up the trail to the other side of the faculty dorms.

Now in your cat form, you trotter up next to him, your paws as silent as snowfall against the pavement, and then leap onto the bench. He still doesn’t see you. Not until you give him a big meow as a greeting. Aizawa flinches and swears, immediately jumping away from you. You giggle to yourself at his overdramatic reaction.

When he notices you, his eyes soften a bit. “Jesus, you scared the shit outta me,” he mutters. “What are you doin’ here? Come back after a night of trouble?”

You give him a meow, rubbing your head against his hand. He begins to scratch behind your ears, itching all the right places. You slowly walk into his lap and purr, rubbing your face against his chest which smells faintly of eucalyptus and cedarwood. You also notice he’s not in his hero gear from tonight, replacing it with a tracksuit. You can only guess he showered and changed at some point after the exhibit bust.

You wonder briefly if Eri is asleep and suddenly remember the main reason you decided to transform tonight: to see her smile again. The other reason is, of course, Aizawa. After you get your fill of ear scritches, you jump down from his lap and begin to walk to the faculty dorms.

“Hey, where you goin’?” he questions, following right behind you as you totter up to the doors.

You stop at the doors and look up at Aizawa, meowing in want. He smirks down at you as you lean your body into his ankles, your tail curling around his calves. “Guess you want something to eat, huh?” He bends down to scoop you up, cradling you to his chest. “Eri will be happy to see you.”

You begin to purr again as he cradles you in one arm and opens the door with the door, walking inside the dorms with you. The entire journey to his dorm room is short and before you know it, you’re in front of his door again. Aizawa goes to unlock the door with his key but finds it stuck. He knocks four times in a pattern–two short, two long. A code.

“Who is it?!” Eri hollers through the door. Your heart physically bursts. ‘They have a secret code?’ you inwardly squeal. God, Aizawa is such a good dad!

Aizawa looks down at you and winks, pressing a finger to his lips. “Hey, puddin’, it’s me,” he says through the door. “Unlock the top lock for me.”

The top lock clicks and he’s able to unlock the door. It opens to reveal Eri in some popsicle-footie PJs and her hair in two ponytails that swing around her tiny frame. As soon as she lays her eyes on you, her jaw drops. “Kitty!” she shouts, immediately snatching you out of Aizawa’s arms. “You came back! I knew you’d come back!”

She squeezes you to her chest, her excitement and utter happiness palpable. It makes you happy too. You purr into her chest, licking at her chin. She giggles, scratching at your ears. “She must’ve seen those posters we put up for her and felt bad!” she tells Aizawa who walks into the dorm, locking the door behind him.

“I guess she did,” he replies, exhaling exhaustedly as he kicks off his shoes and sets them neatly by the door. “How was your night with Uncle Mic while I was gone?” Eri grins, happy to recount her night.

‘Uncle?’ you think, surprised. Suddenly, seeing Mic with that backpack makes sense. He was babysitting. You swear, your heart is just about exploding from the cuteness.

“Good!” Eri giggles as she follows Aizawa into the kitchen. “We watched Tangled and did karaoke before he dropped me off here when you got home.” She gently places you down next to your food and water bowls, tutting down at you. “You must be so hungry,” she coos. “Let’s get you fed!”

She proceeds to have Aizawa help her fetch you some water, tuna fish, and the tiniest bit of milk as a treat for returning to them. You lap it all up gratefully, purring into your foot every time Eri pets your back.

As the night goes on in a flurry of playtime, treats, and scritches, Eri finally tuckers herself out. Throughout the hours, she did nothing but laugh at you during playtime and smile every time you nudged her with your head. Seeing how happy she was made you want to do this every single night, no matter the consequences. You just want to see her (and Aizawa) happy.

When it’s finally bedtime, you curl at the bottom of Eri’s puffy, pink comforter while Aizawa tucks her into bed. A soft, pink glow from her flower-shaped night lamp fills the room, giving the room an innocent feel. “Alright, little one,” Aizawa coos. “Time to take yourself to bed. You had quite the eventful night.”

Eri looks at the bottom of the bed at you. You pretend to be asleep, but can’t help the twitch of your ears when she mentions you. “You think kitty will leave again?” she curiously asks.

Aizawa frowns, looking just as upset at the idea as you feel. You know that eventually (meaning later tonight), you’ll have to leave again because of your responsibilities as an adult. But just the thought of leaving them drives a knife into your heart.

“Possibly,” Aizawa answers honestly, “but only because she likes the outside. I think it’s the birds. Some cats are like that.”

He sits on the edge of Eri’s bed, stroking the back of her head lovingly. “But she’ll definitely come back again. We just got ourselves an outdoor-indoor cat.” Eri giggles at this, and so do you on the inside. ‘Nice save, ‘Zawa.’

“Maybe we can get her a collar!” Eri enthusiastically suggests. “So if someone finds her, they’ll know she’s ours and they can find us!” Aizawa smiles adoringly at her before leaning over to kiss her cheek. “We can talk about that tomorrow morning. Get some rest.”

But as he gets up to leave, Eri props herself up against the pillows, wide-eyed. “Wait!” she shouts, stopping Aizawa short. “Can you read me a bedtime story?” she sweetly asks, giving him those big, puppy-dog eyes.

“The one about the princess and the spirits of the four reasons?” Aizawa knowingly asks, raising an eyebrow. Eri giggles and nods, hiding her face in her blanket.

“Alright, but after this, you sleep.” Eri claps in success as Aizawa fetches a book from her bedside table where a little girl dressed in a poofy, yellow dress surrounded by snow, sun rays, flowers, and colorful leaves is drawn on the cover. Eri scoots down under her comforter so only her head is peeking out, patiently waiting for the story to begin.

Aizawa sits down at Eri’s bedside again before opening the book and clearing his throat. “Once upon a time, there lived a young princess who was blessed by the four seasons: autumn, winter, summer, and spring…”

You watch him for a while, falling in love with how amazing he is with Eri, even while just reading to her. He is so expressive with certain characters, putting on different voices that make Eri giggle and putting an ounce of urgency into his tone during the most excitable parts.

And then his voice: the deep timbre of his voice softly curling around each word outlined in the book has you listening intently one minute and then drifting off to sleep the next.

It is a short nap though, but you miss the end of the story and find Eri fast asleep when you awaken. You quickly unfurl from your spot curled around yourself and, on quiet paws, walk out of Eri’s bedroom. Sure enough, Aizawa is sitting on the couch in the dark, a blanket over his lap, and typing away on his laptop.

You let out a small trill to alert him of your presence. He looks down at you and his gaze softens. “You,” he murmurs. He curls his finger into a “come hither” motion and you are weak against his power. You jump up onto the couch and curl against his thigh, your body flush with his leg.

“Decided to spend tonight with me?” he mutters, his voice low and hushed. His hand moves from the keypad of his Macbook to your head, petting you gently. The way his calloused fingers massage your scalp is everything. You purr against the heavenly feeling, your eyes fluttering closed.

“Good kitty,” he coos, his voice wrapping you up in silk. Your stomach jumps at the praise and your purring only gets embarrassingly louder, making Aizawa chuckle.

Now in the place you’ve been craving to be in all night, you drift off to sleep again while Aizawa’s wondrous petting continues.

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When you finally awaken, it is late into the night and not even a mouse is stirring.

Your eyes slowly open onto the dark, quiet dorm room. You’re not sure what time it is, but you do know it’s late. You wonder how much time you have before your transformation begins to break and the need to shift into your human form will begin to affect you.

You close your eyes against the darkness and stillness of the dorm, deciding that waiting until daylight when Aizawa is awake to open the door for you is ideal. However, your plans for a nap are thwarted when you hear a sudden groan. It is soft and hushed, but you hear it as clear as day.

Ears twitching, your eyes flutter open to glance around the dorm. You find Aizawa gone from his spot on the couch, but the blanket is overturned as if he just got up. You rise from your spot on the couch, the fog from sleep vanishing as you search for the dark-haired pro. Maybe he went to the bathroom?

But as your eyes drift across the room, they land on Aizawa’s cracked bedroom door. You jump down and tip-toe over to the door, your heart hammering in your chest. Is he hurt? Maybe having a nightmare?

None of those possibilities even remotely match up to the reality of the situation when you get closer to the door and peek through the gap. You find him sitting at his computer desk, his back to you and his raven locks fanning over the top of his computer chair. You can’t see him from the front, but you catch the sounds of low gasps and grunts coming from his lips.

Curious and worried, you creep farther into the room, careful to not disturb him. Now closer, you can clearly see the way his left arm is moving up and down at a break-neck pace and the outline of his very hard, very wet dick poking out of his sweats and wrapped in his hand.

You swear that your heart drops into your ass. ‘Oh, my God,’ you think as the horrible realization hits you like a freight train. “Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh my fucking God.”

“Fuck,” Aizawa softly grunts, pulling his teeth between his lips as his thumb moves to rub against the head of his cock. Wet sounds fill the air as his hand continues to stroke his hardened dick. You can’t help but stare at it, your mouth salivating at the veins that trail over the thick, hard shaft.

Why is this happening to you? Why the fuck did you decide to walk in here? You should’ve known better. You should leave. You should turn around and go right now. But you can’t seem to move to do so. Your feet are stuck to the floor and your eyes are transfixed on Aizawa.

He is too busy in his world to notice you lurking in the darkness. You’re not sure where to look at this point. At his muscled arm vigorously stroking his gorgeous cock? At his veiny, fat dick that has your fur standing on end?

You get your answer when his head dips back and you catch the look on his face: he is concentrating hard, brows furrowed and eyes closed, his black lashes fanning against his cheeks, while his pink lips are parted to let out soft grunts and moans now and again.

You feel like a pervert sitting here watching him jack off. But you can’t bring yourself to look away. He’s just too pretty like this. His mouth opens again to moan, but nothing could’ve prepared you for the way he sounds: so needy; so aroused.

“Fuck,” he softly groans. “Fuck, Y/N.”

Your mind short circuits and your eyes widen. What the fuck did he just say? No. No, he couldn’t have…

And then he says it again, this time just a faint whisper of your name, but your keen cat ears capture it: “Y/N…baby.”

It is like every single cell in your body comes to life when you hear your name slip from his lips in the form of a wanton, urgent moan. He tosses his head back, his hand moving faster along his lubed-up cock. “Gonna cum soon,” he warns to no one…or maybe to the one he’s imagining in his head: you.

When his grunts begin to grow more urgent, you know that you’ve overstayed your welcome and quickly find it in yourself to snap the fuck out of it and jet.

You quickly scramble out of the bedroom, panting heavily, panic in your body. You know that it’s time to go. ‘But how?’ you wonder, frantically looking around the dorm. The windows are closed, the door is locked, and…

Your panicking calms somewhat as your eyes stare at the door; more specifically, the gap between it and the floor. You walk up to it gingerly and crouch down to assess the tight space. Though you know cats can squeeze under doors, you’ve never tried it yourself.

‘This better work,’ you think before crouching down and nudging your head against the door. Your whiskers graze against the door as your nose slips through the gap.

You move slowly, being careful to not pull something as you slip your head underneath the door. With your paws down at your sides, you continue to push yourself under the door, squishing yourself down as much as you can. Before you know it, the only thing that is left is your tail. You find yourself on the other side of the door, now in the hallway.

You laugh giddily, the sound coming out in a meow. ‘That shit really worked!’ you joyfully think.

Before you can be spotted, you quickly leave Aizawa’s dorm floor and take off towards the staircase down the hall to enter the lobby. Once there, you travel to the other side to make it to your dorms and move up the staircase on fast legs. Despite the burn in them and the need for rest, you don’t stop. Your fight or flight has kicked in, urging you to escape the ‘danger’ until you’re finally back in your dorm.

When you make it to your floor, you rush down the hallway to the faculty showers and hide in a stall to finally transform into your human form.

Once back in your body, you sneak out to your dorm, quickly unlock the door, and practically scramble to get inside. You then press your back against the door and slide down it, breathing heavily and allowing your body to recover from the shitfest you just experienced.

Once the aftermath of the utter shock settles, you let out a breathless giggle. Aizawa likes you. Likes you likes you. The someone he was talking about having feelings for is you. It’s always been you.

Suddenly, everything Mic said to you in the faculty dorms’ lobby feels 100% true to you. ‘He’s just shy,’ he had told you. Maybe Aizawa just never knew how to approach you or quite what to say. You want to tell him you were in the same boat. You’ve always wanted to shoot your shot, but because of his personality and stance, you never felt the urge to.

You want to confess to him as soon as possible, tell him everything you feel coiling in your stomach that is filled to the brim with butterflies. But as rise from your seat and go to take a drink of water from your sink to calm your overexcited ass down, the bruise on your arm from your mission tonight stops you. Dread fills you instantly and you lean your head against the counter.

“Shit,” you groan in agony. Not only would you have to tell him that you’re Night Claw, but you’d also have to tell him that you’re the same cat he and Eri have been pining over. That you’ve been in his dorm. That you possibly have seen very private moments that belonged to him…such as tonight.

You know that you can never tell Aizawa anything about how you feel for him until you tell him all of this. Otherwise, you’d never forgive yourself.

As you slip your phone out of your pocket to shoot Nemuri a text that you’re home, you grip the device in your hand.

‘I’ll tell him,’ you promise to yourself as you stand in the darkness, only the sound of the faucet dripping filling the quiet dorm. ‘I make it my mission.’

But even as you put this promise out into the universe, the fear of the unknown continues to bite at you–this fear being how Aizawa would look at you once he understands the truth. Could he ever see you the same way again? Would he ever be able to see you in the light you so desperately want him to see you in?

And what about Eri? You’d have to stop your nightly visits to her in your cat form. You wouldn’t be able to make her smile or hear her laugh again. You couldn’t keep her company anymore.

With a defeated sigh, you grab a glass from above you on the shelves and down the cool water you get from the sink until your stomach hurts.

‘I’ll tell him eventually,’ you think.

#shouta aizawa #shoutaaa #smutty smut #my fic shit #my works #here kitty kitty #bnha smut #black coded reader #black fanfic writer #black writers #aizawa x black!reader #shouta aizawa x black!reader

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ilguna · 2 years ago

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i’ve read a lot of atrocious fanfic in my youth, but it’s nothing compared to the south park x ouran high school host club, hikaru & karou x reader fanfic on wattpad

#ilguna #what a masterpiece

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babyouran · 4 months ago

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A Challenge from Lobelia Girls' Academy! - a new school is visiting Ouran Academy and has taken a special liking to the ladies of the host club. soon enough it is up to the males to convince them to stay, but can they succeed?

pairing - fem!reader x host club

apart of - ouran add-in

"Really? All the afternoon classes have been canceled?" Haruhi wondered to Y/n sitting at the chair inside their classroom.

"Yeah, I heard that groups from a bunch of other schools were invited to come. It might be nice to meet some different people," Y/n shrugged.

Yet the two girls soon enough turned their heads at the loud mention of the twins standing in the back chatting with Renge, “What! You've never tried it!"

"Didn't anyone tell you that it's the preferred drink of the Host Club?" Hikaru inquired.

"And you are our manager, so you should drink it too," Kaoru told her, nudging the girl a bit.

"Um, well, I-I think I've heard of instant coffee before. Oh! That's right! Isn't that when the coffee beans have already been ground for you," Renge remembered or thought she did.

"That's just ground coffee," Hikaru corrected her. "Instant is something completely different. I don't even think there are any coffee beans in instant coffee. You just mix this powder with hot water, and then drink it, you don't have to brew it."

“So it's just like coffee, but not as robust. And yet it's strangely satisfying," Karou finished it off, the twins proudly sharing their knowledge on such an item.

As if on cue, the twins caught the eye of Haruhi peering over, making their way now over to the other two girls apart of the club. "Now that you mention it, we just ran out of it, didn't we?" Hikaru mischievously peered towards his brother, the both of them resting one hand on one of her shoulders.

"Go buy us some more, Haruhi," Karou commanded her.

"Why do I have to get it?" She asked showing an annoyed expression, trying to shake her shoulders to get their hands off of her.

"Because you're the only commoner, no one else knows where to buy it."

"I'll come with you, don't worry," Y/n nudged the girl, taking her hand, she wrapped her fingers around Haruhi’s hand and began to lightly drag her out of the door.

"Wait, Y/n!" Kaoru called out.

"Yes?" She turned around, halting her steps.

"Can you get some of those candies we like, the pink ones, please," Y/n nodded in confirmation, continuing with their path until another person stopped her steps with a new comment.

"Thanks for doing that," One of their classmates thanked them.

"It's fine," Haruhi mumbled.

"I'm glad they seem to be having a good time, it's all thanks to you two," The girl admitted, looking down at her shoes very shyly.

Her other friend stood up from her desk, patting her friend on her shoulder and continuing, "We've been in the same class with the twins ever since middle school. They didn't use to be this cheerful and friendly. They were always quiet and withdrawn, they didn't have many friends. It's like they didn't want anyone to get too close, I don't think they liked school very much," She explained the twins' past a bit.

"Things have changed since the Host Club started, since then they've come out of their shells little by little," The other female spoke up now, smiling as she told Haruhi and Y/n.

It was such a beautiful evening as the two girls walked back onto the campus grounds that they were taking in the fresh air. The trees were basking in the refreshing sunlight with a light breeze lifting the bottoms of Y/n’s dress skirt. Both of their hands were filled with the items from their adventures and Y/n’s heart was filled with contentment.

"Wow! That was so much fun, the cashiers are so friendly. Do you usually strike up a conversation with them?" Y/n asked carrying the plastic bag on her left arm which was weighed down by the instant coffee and some other little treats.

"Yeah, I guess,” She just tapped her bottom lip in thought to past shopping experiences. “It depends, some people are nicer than others.”

"I'm never going to forget this. Thanks Haruhi! I always have so much fun when I'm with you," Y/n confessed, rushing along up the sidewalk to get back to the club members faster.

"Yeah me too," She mumbled, finding it a bit cute to see such a mundane thing bring joy to her. Haruhi gazed as her friend went along rushing ahead and soon enough turned to look back at Haruhi but missed a step and seemed to be falling face-first into the sidewalk. It was as if she could see Y/n's demise with her face smashed against the concrete but she never faced it. Y/n's arms instinctively went to try and catch herself but were now pushed against her chest with another pair of arms around her waist. A woman with short hair held Y/n in her grip and dipped her as if performing a move from the tango.

"It'd be a shame for any harm to come to that cute face of yours," The woman told Y/n, pushing a piece of her hair away from her face. She brushed her fingers over the strap around Y/n's ear that kept the mask tightly to her face.

"Y/n! Are you okay?" Haruhi ran over, dropping her bags on the ground. The mysterious woman moved her grip away from Y/n’s, letting the girl stand on her own as she reached over to pull Haruhi in closer to her.

"Ah, you must be careful, young ladies," She spoke confidently, eyes glistening down at a shocked Haruhi while Y/n watched mouth agape.

It was not long till the other Host Club members were up to their usual antics in Music Room Three. Yet, what they were not prepared for were the two new young women strutting their way down the hall. Two women that were very taken aback by the scene of young men dressed as knights in their view.

"Welcome, ladies!" The men greeted arms open wide to welcome new maidens into their grips, Honey stood in his all-pink armor giggling smile on his face differing from a lounging Kyoya on the sofa showcasing a coy grin.

"Well, well, well," Tamaki eyed the new women up and down, "I see you ladies are from another school," Tamaki observed. "I certainly hope we haven't startled you. We love first-time guests. I'm glad you've come princesses," He made his way over to the two girls in their red dresses with bright, large yellow bows. "My darlings, even if the world were to be destroyed, I'd put my life on the line as your faithful knight and servant.”

"Oh my, do you really think you'd be able to protect us?" The girl with longer hair scoffed at his comment. "That's awfully arrogant of you, wouldn't you agree?" She briefly turned to look over at her classmate, who was covering a chuckle underneath her palm. "Do you think that's what a woman wants to hear? Well?" She waited for Tamaki's mouth to open up before finishing, "You're wrong," promptly cutting him off.

"C'mon, give him a break, Sister Suzuran," The shorter-haired one added feigning maturity and lightly touching her friend on the shoulder. "Men are just lowly life forms who don't care about anything other than perpetuating their testosterone-laden image. By protecting us he is putting up the image, but in reality, he can't protect himself and is weak.”

"You're such a clever girl, Hinagiku," Suzuran complimented her friend, nodding in agreement as her eyes disgustingly gazed over Tamaki.

"Don't you think that's a little harsh?" He waited for the girl's response only to receive silent shrugs. "Fine then, what do women like you want to hear?" Tamaki questioned, throwing up his hands in frustration.

"Maybe something like I would never leave my lover alone," Bursting through the doors a third woman appeared- one that was holding beloved members. She wrapped one arm around Y/n at her waist and beneath the chest area for Haruhi.

"This is a little too close," Y/n mumbled, squirming a bit in the woman's grip. Quickly enough the welcomeness the males once held for new members shattered. Multiple eyes stared at where this woman's hands placed themselves on Y/n, some stared frozen at the actions while others were more reserved with their displeasure.

"If we fight, it'll be together," She removed her arms from the girls, speaking as if it were from a memorized monologue. The tallest woman went in to pull Haruhi into her, wrapping her arms around Haruhi's back in a tight hug. Then, with a small push that Haruhi delivered to her chest, she focused on Y/n. "If we fail, we fail together," Her arms now landed on Y/n, spinning her around, dipping her, and bringing her back up. Y/n looked around confused at the actions that seemed to happen in a second and soon enough the same girl was on one knee in a proposing position. "Even if I were to die, I promise you that I will never leave your side, my love," She spoke her last words delicately and placed a soft kiss on top of Y/n’s hand.

"Um," Y/n looked in shock at her hand, slowly pulling it away and taking a step back towards Haruhi. "What's going on?" She whispered to her dear friend whose own eyes were glued on Y/n's hand.

"Benibara, we thought you'd never show," Hinagiku admitted.

"What are we going to do with you? So tell us where you found these two lovely young ladies?" Suzuran pondered.

"I just met them outside of school. This one," She gestured to Haruhi. "May be dressed as a boy but I knew the truth. And even without seeing the half of her face covered with the mask, I know she holds beauty.” Benibara concluded, motioning back over to Y/n.

"Thank you?" Y/n questioned, unsure of taking the compliment.

"Wow, feel this one's skin!" One of the girls said reaching for the top of Y/n's hand and dragging her fingers around it, sensually feeling the skin.

"What about her hair!" The other one exclaimed, moving her hands to reach up.

"Can you please refrain from touching me?" Y/n politely asked, trying to pry her hand from the one girl.

"Don't touch my Y/n without asking my permission!" Tamaki fumed, running up at an amped-up speed towards the ladies. His actions were quickly halted when Benibara stepped in front and landed a curt punch to his face.

"Leave her alone!" Benibara spoke back to Tamaki.

"She punched me! She's so violent!" He whined, rushing back into a corner all teary-eyed.

"Get a hold of yourself," Honey lightly scolded.

"I guess the rumors were true. You guys are just a bunch of weak little punks with no sense between you," Benibara observed.

"Those uniforms—I assume you ladies are from the Lobelia Girls' Academy?" Kyoya recognized, pushing his glasses up higher on his face.

"That's correct," Soon the three visitors' school uniforms were thrown in the air. They focused on making a new—and very grand—entrance with dazzling outfits combined with a song. "We are the White Lilly League, also known as... The Zuka Club!"

"The... Zuka... Club," Tamaki slowly repeated, falling onto the ground.

"Oh man, what a stupid name!" Hikaru laughed. "The Zuka Club! My stomach hurts!"

"The Zuka Club! That's priceless," Kaoru agreed, both breaking out into a burst of loud laughter. "And they had those get-ups on under their uniforms.”

"I don't think you all can truly judge," Y/n whispered under her breath, staring over at them in their own type of extravagant outfits.

"You shouldn't underestimate the Zuka Club!" Renge announced, the young girl making her exaggerated entrance with an echoed laugh. "I may not know much about instant coffee, but I’m fascinated with girls' schools." At her side now lay the cup of instant coffee; she brought it to her lips and spat it out with disgust.

"St. Lobelia Academy! It is truly a woman's world there. The Zuka Club is a group of strong young maidens who consider women to be superior in every way. The club prides itself on its thirty-year history. It's a society of maidens by maidens, for maidens. There are many different activities, one of the popular ones being the musical performances from their top members," Renge informed the group.

"You sure have a vast wealth of knowledge, Renge," Kyoya commented somehow magically appearing into his own school uniform.

"Well, I've always admired St. Lobelia's. I just couldn't go to school there though; what would I do without any boys?" She laughed to herself, soon enough disappearing from the music room once again.

"A maiden's beauty means possessing a spirit pure enough to not give in to power or to lust," the long-haired Zuka Club member spoke.

"As a girl, you—For a girl, you—We've had quite enough of all your oppressive male contempt for womankind." The youngest of the women's club expressed frustration.

"And our pride.... It comes from having meaningful relationships based on equality because we're the same sex. And yes, that includes relationships of love," Benibara stated, the other two members encouraging her.

Though throughout their whole explanation of what they believed in the Host Club did not pay them any mind. Instead, they sat about around the room doing their own things whether that may be playing a video game or indulging in a new book.

"Whatever. We're so over it. Why don't you gals just scram," Hikaru motioned to the door while his other hand worked at pressing the buttons of the video game, one that caught Honey’s eye.

"I find it hard to believe that you silly boys have nothing to say about our sublime female love," Hinagiku laughed. Yet they were still not gaining the complete attention of the group.

"Yeah whatever," One of the twins mumbled.

"I'm glad we decided to perform here," Benibara looked around the room, her eyes lingering along the male members. "It was fun to sneak a peek at the notorious Ouran Host Club."

"Hey guys, are we notorious?" Honey inquired, ruffling his hair in complete confusion.

"Yeah," Mori responded, moving behind where Y/n and Haruhi spent some time working on putting a treat together.

"And to think they are bringing these sweet young girls down with them," Benibara stated, moving over to the two female members and taking one of each of their hands in hers. "The Host Club's president may be a pretty little halfer, but he shouldn't be using his looks to create a fictitious romance! I promise you, we will bring you guys down. The Ouran Host Club will be abolished!"

"All hail Zuka Club," The three chanted.

"I see," Kyoya smirked, pushing up his glasses. "I understand your concern, but do you think maybe we could finish this later?"

"Are you saying that you're not going to face us?"

"Not at all. It's just that our president is still bedridden from the initial culture shock," Kyoya shook his head, gesturing over towards the wilting figure that was Tamaki.

"You see Tama-chan is having his nappy time right now," Honey told the girls.

"Wake him up!" Benibara demanded.

"'Scuse me. Y/n and I made some coffee. Would you like some?" Haruhi questioned, holding a tray with two cups while Y/n held the other one in her hand.

"It's not bad and very simple to make!" Y/n beamed.

"Why, we would love it! Aren't you two the sweetest thing?”

"You're real pearls among swine.”

"You know, coffee made by a woman always has a more fragrant aroma," Benibara told them.

"This is just instant," Haruhi clarified.

"Why don't we five have a tea party?" One of them offered.

"That would be nice! I was talking to Haruhi about a program you have in your sc-" Y/n began before a very irritated Tamaki interrupted them.

"You girls have it all wrong! Don't you see there is nothing to be gained in a romantic relationship between two women?! If that were the case, then why did God create Adam and Eve?!" Tamaki fumed, he stood up from his space and rushed over to confront the Zuka Club but instead slipped on the floor and spilled one of the teacups. Its contents ended up spilling onto his pointer finger, burning the skin with its touch.

"Oh Tamaki-senpai," Y/n sighed, mentally face-palming herself. She reached into the grocery bag filled with the goodies from the earlier trip, bringing over a bright purple bandage. "Just be more careful, you are the president after all," She softly spoke, bending at the knees to be closer to his sitting down frame. Then she took his finger in her hand to wrap the material around the burn.

"Thanks, Y/n, do you always have bandages?"

"No, when we went shopping, they had a lot of deals for little things! I might have indulged a little too much," Y/n laughed softly resulting in a light pink brushing over the blonde's cheeks. Benibara walked over with much fierceness, wrapping her hands tightly around Y/n’s upper arms and hauling her in the air.

"Now that we know what's going on, we can't allow these maidens to stay here!" She stated, removing one hand to reach and grab Haruhi. "We'll prepare their paperwork and have them transferred to Lobelia immediately to join the Zuka Club.”

"What?" Y/n broke her arm free, taking a few steps away from the woman and trying to lightly pull Haruhi near her. "I'm a little confused about this.”

"I don't think it's fair to pick on the Host Club just because you don't think they have the same history as you," Haruhi added.

"We barely have any history," Hikaru mentioned. "We were just founded two years ago.”

"Yeah, the boss created it whenever he started high school" Kaoru clarified.

"Be that as it may be, but saying the club activities are only held to satisfy their appetites is just wrong. I mean, it's not like the Host Club is charging their guests or anything," Haruhi told them, trying to serve as a mediator and defendant for the host club.

"While I wouldn't call it a charge, we do have a point system," Kyoya piped up over a computer. "We offer priority services based on the winning bids of auctions held on our website. Check this out," He motioned over to the computer which showed a jacket that was just sold.

"I- wait," Y/n whispered, looking over at the screen with her eyebrows furrowed. "I thought I lost that! It was one of my favorites, and took two days for the maids to get a new one in," She looked over the piece of clothing. "Why would someone-"

"Why didn't you tell us this Kyoya-senpai? I had no idea you were collecting money!" Haruhi complained.

"So, you thought we were all just working here as volunteers? While it's not much, because of the expense of organizing events, we happen to make a small profit from the online auctions."

"You can't sell other people's things without asking permission! That's stealing!" Haruhi snapped.

"It also had a picture in it," Y/n slumped. "I sat in my room upset for an hour, that picture was important.”

"It wasn't stealing, Y/n left it in the classroom," The twins tried to defend themselves.

"I'm sorry Y/n! I'm sorry Haruhi! It's not like we were hiding it from you! Here you can have my jacket, it's grey," He pushed one toward Y/n who was now sitting on the ground in defeat. Haruhi stood in front of her, acting as a bodyguard, and not accepting it.

"I don't want it," Y/n mumbled.

"Then how about I do this! I'll tell you the secrets to my success and my fondest memories.”

"No thanks, I get that when I visit my obaachan," Y/n sighed, looking dejected at the floor. With the lack of her response and continuous disappointment, Tamaki decided to go back to sulking in a corner.

"Oh you poor dear, I can't believe they have been deceiving you," One of the women spoke up, rushing over to Y/n and Haruhi.

"Are you okay Y/n?" Haruhi turned towards her friend yet only gained an unenthusiastic nod in response.

"Hey, why don't you just dump these losers and come with us?" Another one of the women encouraged them.

"Hold on, Hinagiku. These young maidens have had quite a long day. We'll give you some time to think about it," Benibara reassured them. The two girls did not pay much attention to their words as Y/n was still sad and Haruhi was focused on her friend's pain. "We'll come back for your answer tomorrow," Benibara and the two girls gracefully exited Music Room 3, conducting an elegant spin and short dance as they moved to the door and out back into the hallway.

"My jacket," Y/n sadly whispered to herself. Haruhi caught her words and quickly looked over at the fellow members with wrath through their lack of thoughtfulness.

"We better be going, we have some thinking to do," Haruhi told them, helping Y/n up and guiding her out of the room.

"Why did you have to tell them the truth!" Tamaki whined. "Y/n was so sad, now they might leave!"

"The facts are the facts," Kyoya muttered.

"Maybe we should've asked before we sold that jacket on the internet," Honey commented.

"Yeah, for all we know that picture is one of the limited ones she has with her family," Hikaru thought.

"Gentleman, think about it. We know that Haruhi tends to favor men's clothing and when she first joined the Host Club, didn't she seem happy about girls fussing over her? Y/n also gets some female guests and is very close with Haruhi, so if Haruhi encourages her to leave then-"

"We lose Y/n!" Honey cried out. He rushed straight into Mori’s arms while the twins and Honey started sharing different factors about the two girls that would make them perfect candidates to join the academy.

"Calm down, gentleman. It'll be alright," Tamaki now switched from being the one who was freaking out to calming the others. "Listen to what I have to say, I have a secret plan."

For the rest of the time before the Zuka club arrived back, the girls wanted to have some moments amongst themselves and discuss certain plans, like what they were to do for the weekend. "Father has a business meeting in America and is trying to encourage me to come. I told him I’d rather spend a weekend on Jeju Island," She shrugged.

"I think I'll just catch up on cleaning," Haruhi told her.

"Ah, nice idea. Maybe I will redecorate my room," Y/n stuck a finger to her chin, acting as if she was thinking about it but Haruhi just rolled her eyes at her rich friend's plans.

"Hi young maidens," Benibara spun around, landing in the vicinity of where the girls were moving. She helped to usher them closer to Music Room Three, confident that it was time to confront the group.

"We've come for your decision, are you prepared to leave?" The shorter-haired girl wondered, popping up with her friend, both behind Benibara.

"We're ready to confront those Ouran Host Club idiots and set this straight once and for all!" The last one said excitedly.

"Set what straight?"

"That you shall come with us and be with your people," They opened the club doors as the Zuka club were eager for the two to leave the Host Club. However, instead of the normal scene that had previously greeted their eyes this time, it was pitch dark.

"Ouran," The group all sang out of pitch. The lights flashed on and it was seen that they were all dressed up in frilly, gigantic gowns with long hair and shocking makeup. "Host club welcomes you!"

"Oh Y/n, welcome back,” Tamaki made his way closer to the girl, flipping some of the long hair back as he heightened his voice. “Haruhi.”

"Look N/n-chan! I'm a princess now, aren't I cute?" Honey gestured down to the extravagant dress, spinning around in place.

"What about us, are we cute Haruhi?" The twins stepped over towards the girl, Honey soon enough joining as she tried to move away yet they just followed in their over-the-top outfits.

"What is the meaning of this?" Benibara growled. "Are you trying to make fun of womankind?!"

"What? No, that's not it at all. But, everything's going according to plan. Our strategy is guaranteed to make even a crying child smile. It's the freebie campaign!" Tamaki grinned. "Now, commoners are weak so if you choose us you gain a group of not just brothers but sisters. Y/n, if you stay-"

"Oh my," Y/n whispered, rubbing at her eyes with her gaze staring down at the marbeled floor.

"Y/n," Tamaki worried, dropping the act and walking towards her for a moment. Haruhi looked at her friend with confusion and the Zuka club had an expression of pride.

"Well Y/n, I see you have made your decision since they are so insensitive to you," Benibara expressed.

"This is too funny," Y/n mumbled, standing back up. "I tried to hold it in, I really did," She laughed, laughing very hard it earned surprised looks before continuing, "This is better than that photo. It was just a cut-out photo from a magazine of a book I wanted. This makes it so much better!"

Haruhi soon joined in too, “You guys look so ridiculous,” She roared with laughter, the two girls' noises echoing about the music room with shock on the features of those surrounding them.

"Thank you for the offer," Y/n turned to the woman, trying to catch her breath. "But I'm going to have to decline, and I'm going to assume Haruhi will do the same," She apologized, walking back over to her club. "I wasn't going to leave anyway, my father wants me to attend here.”

"Wait, if you knew you weren't going to leave, and Haruhi wasn't, why did you act like that yesterday?" Tamaki questioned.

"I was really looking forward to that book! The photo was so I would remember the title," She scoffed.

"We're not going to give up on you two. I swear this to you. Someday we will come and rescue you from this place! And when we do, we'll abolish the Ouran Host Club!" Benibara declared, the three Zuka club members exiting with grace.

"Now the Host Club has a rival, what's going to happen to our beloved Host Club members next? Hang in there Host Club! Don't give up!" Renge announced, hand reaching toward the sky while the other held a microphone, looking off to the side as if peering into a camera.

"Hey, it's not your job to cook things up," Tamaki scolded.

next chapter - A Day in the Life of the Fujioka Family

#haruhi fujioka #hikaru x reader #honey x reader #kaoru x reader #kyoya ootori #kyoya x reader #mori x reader #ohshc fanfic #ohshc haruhi #ohshc tamaki #kaoru hitachiin #tamaki x reader #tamaki suoh #ouran hshc #ouran highschool host club #ouran high school host club #ouran host club

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oikharou · 2 years ago

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"PLEASE MARRY ME, Y/N-CHAN!"

with oikawa tooru

note: f!reader, she/her pronouns | you are younger than Oikawa by one year but in the same grade as him

genre: fluff, crack

WARNING/S: LONG FIC AHEAD!!

19 years ago...

You and your friend attended a kids' volleyball tryout that's currently being held in Miyagi prefecture. With great interest in volleyball, you two decided to try out as well. As expected, many kids were also going for the tryout as they were scattered on the court.

A whistle was heard all over the room as the coach entered the room. "Welcome kids! It looks like a lot of children here are going to be volleyball pros when they grow up?" He asked, and a lot of kids answered 'yes'.

"Wonderful! Now, let me introduce myself. My name is Takahashi Sanji and this is Yumemite Hotaru, and we are your coaches. But before we start, let us do an attendance."

As the two coaches do an attendance, you heard two boys talking loudly about a certain alien cartoon that has been very popular lately. "Iwa-chan! Did you watch the latest episode yesterday?! The boss fight was so cool!" A certain dark brown hair boy said to 'Iwa-chan' while having visible sparkles around his aura.

"Of course I did. You're going to annoy me if I didn't." A boy with dark, spiked-up hair replied. "So mean, Iwa-chan!" The former said.

"Well he's cheery and an alien enthusiast..." You muttered and your friend giggled at your remark.

"L/n Y/n!" The coach called out for your name. "Here!" You replied.

"Oikawa Tooru!"

"Here coach!" The 'cheery' boy you described replied. 'Oh, so his name is Oikawa Tooru...' You thought.

"Iwaizumi Hajime!"

"Here!" The dark, spiked-up hair that made a snarky reply earlier to Oikawa replied.

'No wonder his nickname is like that...'

After the attendance, you were paired with 5 different girls as your friend is on the sidelines, waiting for their turn. You stretched for a good 5 minutes before the coach whistles. Your eyes immediately diverted to the boy named, Oikawa, whom you caught staring at you. You raised an eyebrow and he looked away. You just shrugged and prepared to receive once the ball was served from the other side of the net.

As expected, the ball went in your direction and you perfectly received it. Your posture was commended by the coaches as they write down something on their clipboard. As the ball went to the setter of your team, she sets it to another player and they managed to land in a perfect spike but it was received by the other team.

They tossed it to the other side of the net so the libero of your team received it perfectly before letting the ball go outside of the boundaries. It went to the setter again, 'Nice receive...' you thought. This time, she called for your name to spike to the other side of the court. You jumped and position your arm back before hitting the ball gracefully with your hands. You thought the other team will receive it but you were wrong. The ball touched the arm of the opponent but since it was a strong spike, she couldn't receive it perfectly.

The referee whistled, signifying that your team got a point. The kids from the sidelines, including Oikawa, Iwaizumi, and your friend, let out a loud "Wow!" and began to applaud for your flawless spike. Your teammates cheered, letting out praises and claps. "That was amazing, Y/n! Can you do it again?" The temporary captain of your team asked and you nodded. "Yes, of course! Thank you!"

Unbeknownst to you, Oikawa let out a loud gasp as his eyes twinkled at the sight of you. "Did you see that, Iwa-chan?! She hit the ball so perfectly! She's amazing!" Oikawa yelled and Iwaizumi just smacked him in the head. "Dummy! Don't shout!" "That hurts Iwa-chan!"

After the game with your team won the 2 matches, you approached your friend and they squealed, congratulating your excellent performance in volleyball. "Congrats! You were amazing, Y/n!" You just chuckled. "Thank you, F/n."

You felt someone tap on your shoulder and it was none other than Oikawa and his friend, Iwaizumi. "Hello, Y/n-chan!" He greeted you happily.

"Oh hello, Oikawa-san right?" He nodded. "You were amazing and your spikes were incredible!" He complimented, making you stunned and a little blush appeared on your cheeks as you received the praise. "Thank you, Oikawa-san."

"Ah, there's no need to put '-san'. We're friends now! By the way, this is my best friend, Iwaizumi! I call him Iwa-chan for short though." You and your friend nodded. "This is my friend, Y/f/n."

After a while, Oikawa suddenly went silent and looked down, the three of you noticing his sudden change of behavior. "Oikawa?" Iwaizumi called.

He then looked up, grabbed your hand (gently), and had sparkles in his eyes as he stared at you. "Please marry me, Y/n-chan!"

You and Iwaizumi were shocked as your friend just laughed behind you. "E-Eh?" You stuttered. Iwaizumi then bonked him in the end, making Oikawa let go of your hand and hold the painful spot on his head. "Ow, Iwa-chan!!"

"Stupid! Why the heck are you asking that kind of question to Y/n?! You weirdo!" Oikawa just whimpered in pain and you merely chuckled. "Thank you, Oikawa, but I have to refuse." You said with a smile on your face.

Oikawa immediately got heartbroken and stood up on his feet. He clenched his fist in front of you and a determined look was planted on his face. "I'm very heartbroken right now, Y/n-chan! But we'll get married in the future! I just know it!" He said with confidence, and you were sure that he was weird.

Aaand another smack landed on his head. "Do you even know what marriage is?! Oikawa, you dumbass!" You just smiled at their interactions before leaving the conversation (swiftly) to go to your friend.

12 years ago...

Now in 3rd year of high school at Aoba Johsai High School, you were about to graduate along with Oikawa and his friends. When he first heard that you also enrolled in Seijoh, he was thrilled more than anyone. Oikawa's love for you never died even if you rejected his proposal 3 times in childhood, junior high, and the 1st year of high school in Seijoh, his feelings for you only grew stronger. He knows the fact that he's popular with the ladies but that never fazed him. His heart is for you and only you.

As the principal called your name for graduating with top 1 in your class, Oikawa made sure to clap very loudly (because he wants to and possibly for you to notice him) than the rest of the class. The principal also gave you a certificate of recognition for being an outstanding student in Seijoh.

As you went down from the stage and return from your seat, Oikawa was called for being the Student-Athlete of the Year as his performance in volleyball is greatly known in the school and the Miyagi Prefecture. You smiled as he went to the stage to receive his medal but you rolled your eyes jokingly when he threw a wink in your direction. He just chuckled and will deal with your sassiness later.

When the graduation ceremony ended, you were instantly greeted by Y/f/n, who captured you in a tight hug. "I'm so proud of you! Look at you graduating top 1 in the class!" Y/f/n graduated a month early than you as they were studying at Shiratorizawa Academy. Your parents also greeted you with a hug and congratulated you. "There's our girl! Congrats sweetheart!"

You beamed a smile at them. "Thank you so much, you guys! Honestly, the finals had me all nervous because I was so worried that I'll fail!"

Your friend and your parents just chuckled. "Well, it IS the finals after all. Who wouldn't be nervous?" Your father commented and you giggled.

You felt arms wrap around your small figure and you instantly recognized the fresh male perfume. "Tooru-kun?"

"Congrats, Y/n-chan! You deserve for being the top 1 in class!" You turned around and he pulled away. You smiled at jim, "Thank you, Tooru-kun. You also deserve the award for being Student-Athlete of the Year. I believe it's all thanks to your hard work as one of the most famous setters in Japan."

Oikawa felt himself blush at the compliment. "Ah, t-thank you..." He said and rubbed his nape.

"Oh? Is he your boyfriend, sweetheart?" Your mother asked and you reddened at the word. "M-Mom?!"

"Hmm, he looks handsome and kind. I approve of it." Your father nodded in acknowledgment as his arms were crossed in front of him. "Dad?!" You cried out and felt yourself hot as a chili.

Oikawa was blushing as well but cleared his throat. "I will be if she will say yes to my proposal."

Your mother's eyes widened and one of your father's eyebrows were raised. "Proposal?" Your father repeated. "Oh no." Your friend commented.

"A-Ah nothing! He's just joking, Dad!" You then turned around and smacked Oikawa on the head. "Must you bring that up to my parents?!"

"That hurts, Y/n-chan..." He said as he held his head. "But!" He then stood up straight. "I must have the confidence to ask for your parents' blessing in the future so I'm practicing now!"

"Oikawa Tooru, you dumb-"

You were about to smack him again when your mother realized that it was THE Oikawa Tooru standing in front of you. "O-Oikawa? Is that really you? My, have you grown!" Oikawa chuckled. "Well, I'm all grown now, Auntie."

"Ah, I knew your face is familiar! I've seen you on the sports channel every time volleyball season is on and I must say, your sets are really unpredictable. You sure do know how to keep the team's aura and atmosphere high." Your father showered him in praise and Oikawa went bashful. "Thank you, uncle."

"Well, we'll be waiting in the car. Don't take too long now, Y/n!" Your mother said and you nodded. As they leave you and Oikawa alone, he nudged your shoulder. "Guess I'm on their good side now huh? Maybe they'll finally approve of my proposal to you. So," He then revealed a bouquet of roses behind his back. "Please marry me, Y/n-chan!"

You gasped and pinched him on the arm. "Shut it, crappykawa." He pouted. "But," You started as you accepted the roses from his hands. "thank you. I'll take you on the offer of a date though."

Oikawa's eyes went wide. "R-Really? You're not joking?" You smiled at him and gave him a peck on the cheek, leaving him dumbfounded. "This week, Friday. 7 pm. Don't stand me up, dummy." You said and walked away with the roses in your hands.

Oikawa clenched his fist in the air before letting a loud, "Yes!!" And he skips happily back to his friends, who were watching the whole scene unfold and smacked him on the back. Though you rejected his proposal for the 4th time, at least you accepted his offer on taking you out for a date.

4 years ago...

Now at 25, you and Oikawa have been dating for 8 years straight. Even though he had moved to Argentina to continue pursuing his volleyball career and studies there, not once, did your love for him fade even the slightest bit. Of course, it can get lonely most of the time due to the different time zones of the two countries but he made sure that he'll video call you two to three times per week.

He'd tell you all different stories about his life in Argentina but mostly about volleyball and how he is improving more than his high school self. He never fails to greet you exactly at midnight in the Japan time zone whenever it's your birthday or your anniversary. Of course, you do the same to him too.

Today is your 8th anniversary as a couple, but you knew that you would be celebrating it via video call again. You know the reason, but you've secretly been checking out some flights to fly over to Argentina just to surprise your boyfriend. You know that he's been busy for the past few days due to volleyball but he never used that as an excuse to not spend time with you.

"Happy 8th anniversary, mi amor." He greeted you with a smile at exactly midnight in the Japan time zone. You smiled back at him but not with your usual smile, "Happy 8th anniversary as well, amor."

He noticed your mood very quickly and offered you a sad smile. "I'm sorry if we're celebrating our anniversary via video call again baby. Ah, I don't know how many times I've apologized to you since I first moved to Argentina. You're probably sick of hearing it so many times."

You just chuckled. "It's okay love. I just hope that you're in my arms right now." He smiled at your wish, unbeknownst to you that he prepared a surprise for you.

Then you realized something, "Huh? How come it's dark there in Argentina? Isn't it like, noon there? Plus, why is it so quiet?" You bombarded him with questions and he just chuckled at you. You then heard a knock at your door. "Oh, someone just knocked on the door." You mumbled before standing on your two feet to walk towards the door. "I'm actually hiding from a certain person right now. Oh sh- I hear their footsteps. Shh, quiet baby." He hushed you and you had to stop laughing before giving him a nod. Suddenly, the call dropped, and you thought that the wifi where Oikawa is right now was bad so you let it be.

As you checked through the peephole, you noticed a large square present outside. You slowly opened the door and looked from left to right if there was anybody suspicious. You then walked to the box and it says, 'To: Mi amor, Y/n. From: Your beloved boyfriend <3'

You smiled at Oikawa's thoughtfulness but you were deeply confused as to why he needed to buy you so many things inside that big present box. You know that you can't carry the big damn box all by yourself so you decided to open it right then and there. As you removed the ribbons and opened the cover of the box, you were engulfed in a tight hug. You were about to scream when you caught a whiff of the strangely familiar perfume and you were shocked to see that it was no other than, Oikawa Tooru.

"Surprise baaaby!!!" He yelled and you were speechless as heck. "Did you like my surprise?! I bet you do because I'm the surprise!!"

Oikawa noticed you were so quiet and immediately felt a bit sad so he pulled away from the hug. "Are you okay, mi amor?"

You surprised him by engulfing him in a tight hug as well. You buried your head in his chest as a few tears fell from your eyes. "I miss you, I miss you so damn much." You whispered and he smiled at you before returning your hug. "I miss you more, Y/n. You have no idea that I thought of going home to Japan so many times just to see you and my family again." You looked up to see him staring at you with that genuine smile of his, and he took the opportunity to give you a sweet long kiss on the lips. Oh, how both of you missed kissing each other like this. The last time that you did, was when he left for Argentina, which was 8 years ago. The countless overthinking, small arguments on the phone, and the feeling of longing were too much to bare for the both of you, however, you two reassured each other that they are still the home that you want. The person that you want to spend time with for the rest of your lives.

As you both pulled away, he placed his forehead to yours and started at your eyes. "I love you." He whispered. "I love you too." You replied and moments later, you can feel him fidgeting a little. You pulled away with confusion planted on your face as you looked at him up and down. "Love? Are you alright?" You asked.

He sighed loudly. "Y/n, the feeling of being away from you hurts my heart so much and it tortures me every day when I was there. I know that I followed my dreams to become one of the best players in Argentina, but it still felt lonely without my number one cheerleader there beside me, to watch my games, to watch me play, and overall to see you cheering for me as I win many tournaments. I know you feel the same way so I'll ask you this,"

He then kneeled on one knee and revealed a red velvet box to you, which made you gasp as you recognized the luxurious brand. He opened the lid and there revealed an expensive-carat ring, that made you utterly speechless because it was the newest release ring. You looked at him and he was smiling at you as he tries his best not to shed tears. "Will you make me the happiest and luckiest man in the whole world and, please marry me, Y/n-chan?" He put an adorable look on his face and you chuckled at the nickname he used to call you in childhood and high school with your hands on your mouth as fresh tears of joy stream down your face. "Yes, of course, Tooru-kun." He giggled at the nickname and stand up on his feet before wearing the ring for you on your ring finger. The ring wasn't too large or too small for your finger, it was the perfect fit. It's as if Oikawa knows your ring size, well, he should though because he's your future husband and your boyfriend of 8 years.

The two of you hugged each other tightly as he kept whispering 'thank you' to you. Cheers erupted from the sides and you pulled away to see that it was Oikawa's high school friends, Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa cheering. They rushed towards the two of you and gave you a group hug before pulling away. When they did, they ruffled Oikawa's hair and smacked his back. "Congrats man! We know that she'll say yes!" Said Matsukawa.

"Yeah! We can tell that you two missed each other so much that you kissed for like what? 15 seconds? Surprised both of you didn't insert tongue." Hanamaki said, earning a punch from Oikawa while the both of you had a blush on your face. "Shut it!"

"Kinda surprised that Y/n didn't reject your proposal this time. She's been rejecting your proposal since childhood." Iwaizumi teased, erupting laughter from the two while Oikawa was offended. "Oh, my go- shut up, Iwa-chan! She accepted my proposal now so move on!" Oikawa whined.

You snickered. "Yeah, as if he had any rings to show me before." The three burst in laughter at your response, while Oikawa just whined even more. "Mi amor, even you?!"

What you didn't know is that Oikawa did have rings for you, paper rings. But he felt like he should just show it to you on your wedding day so he'll just have to wait.

After a few hours of celebrating, you were waiting for your fiancé as you kept staring in awe at your ring. When he came out of the bathroom, looking fresh and ready to go to bed, he saw you admiring the ring. He smiled and came to the bed before kissing you on your temple. "Do you love it?"

You hummed in response. "Yes love but..."

"But?" He repeated. "How much did it cost you?" Oikawa didn't say anything. "I know this is the newest released ring from the luxurious brand but I'm still curious."

He just giggled in response, which put together you raise your eyebrow at him. "Tooru?"

"You don't have to worry about the price baabyyy~" He singsongs as he cuddled you. "Oikawa Tooru! I swea-" "Shh baby."

Oikawa knows that he's rich and has a lot of money but he also knows that you don't like it when he spends more than millions for you buuuuut you're his future wife after all.

Present time...

Now at 29, you and Oikawa have been married for 4 years and currently have 2 twin children who are 3 years old. The two looked exactly like their father, inheriting his hair and hair color, skin, and smile while they inherited your eyes and nose. When they were 2, Oikawa remembers you saying that "I did not go through 9 months of torture just for them to come out looking like the replica version of their father" (jokingly).

Oikawa is waiting for you to come out of the room because you and your him have a date tonight. Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa will be babysitting your children for the night while the two of you enjoy your alone time together so as Oikawa's most trusted friends, they volunteered to do it.

When you slowly come out of the room wearing the dress that he bought for you, Oikawa fell in love all over again. It's just like back in childhood when he saw you spike for the first time. He fell in love the moment you first played volleyball, and now he continuously fell in love all over again when you showed him your vulnerable side, when you smiled at him for the first time, when you two went on a date for the first time, when you finally accepted his proposal when you two kissed at the wedding altar as husband and wife and many more. Now, he feels like his childhood self again.

"What do you think?" You asked him, feeling a little shy under his starstruck gaze. "You look so beautiful, amor..." He whispered but loud enough for you to hear before extending a hand. A blush crept to your cheeks and you shyly but gladly took his hand.

A loud gasp was heard and you looked to the side to see that it was your twin boys, staring at you with their mouths agape. "Mom! You look so pretty!!" They said in unison and rushed towards you. You kneeled and gladly accepted their hugs. "Thank you my loves! You two look very cute with your blue pajamas as well!"

A knock was heard from the front door and you stood up on your own feet. "Well, that's your uncles. Let's greet them, shall we?" You said and they excitedly nodded before rushing ahead the two of you.

You noticed that your husband was very quiet so you diverted your attention to him and he was still staring at you in awe. "Penny for your thoughts, Mr. Oikawa?" You teased him and he snapped out of his trance. "It's nothing, Mrs. Oikawa." He said and grabbed your hands before putting it on his shoulders. "But I must say, you're very ravishing and charming tonight. I might not hold back from kissing you right now." He whispered and pucked his lips before lowering his head to kiss you, but you abruptly stopped him by putting a finger on his lips. He pouted, making you giggle. "Maybe later."

"Haahh," He placed his head on your shoulder. "Please marry me, Y/n-chan." He said and you laughed. "We're already married, dumbass."

"Oh.." Was all he said. "Then let's get married again."

You shook your head and lifted his head from your shoulder before placing a peck on his lips. "You're so cute, Mr. Oikawa Tooru."

"And you're such a tease but I still love you, Mrs. Oikawa Y/n."

#haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu!! x y/n #oikawa #oikawa tooru #haikyuu!! x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #oikawa fluff #oikawa tooru fluff #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa x y/n #haikyuu fic #karou's hq!! works

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certified-boyliker · 3 years ago

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As A Dad (Cherry Blossom and Joe)

CW: children

Genre: Fluff

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Karou Sakuryashiki

He's a very soft dad

Loves holding his child, just holds them so much

Kisses their forehead softly and carries them around

Child has learned to mimic his annoyed facial expressions whenever they hear Joe

Joe wishes to make them turn against their father, but that will never happen

Absolutely adores Karou, will never be able to genuinely hate him

Karou teaches them calligraphy at a young age, making their handwriting very neat and fancy

Child's hand barely shakes at all

Child also knows how to activate Carla, who also likes his kid

The Sk8 kids are sometimes put in charge of babysitting them

Except Miya. He will never allow Miya to watch over his child.

Kojiro Nanjo

Shows off his child at every and any point

If he has two kids, he does the "you know what's cuter than one baby?" and turns around showing off his other child

Rests his child on his broad chest and likes watching them crawl on him

Plays around with the kid all the time

Lifts them up and pretends to have them flying and such

Keeps them away from Karou so that he doesn't badmouth him in front of of his kid

They act as his taste-tester as well, tasting the various things that he makes

Sometimes, but less than Karou, lets the Sk8 kids babysit his kid

Like Karou, never lets Miya babysit them

Child also learns to cook various things at a young age from his teachings

#cherry blossom x reader #karou x reader #karou sakurayashiki #joe x reader #kojiro x reader #kojiro nanjo #sk8 the infinity #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 x reader #— ❝ now presenting ❞

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manga-gamer · 3 years ago

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Hi I love your work and was wondering if you could something shadow cherry joe reki and miya with a s/o that has adhd and likes to chew on themselves or like pick their lips till they bleed( this is something I do and I always get weird looks for it)

same anonnie

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Reki:

He probably does the same to be honest

When you make your lips bleed, he grabs a napkin and presses it against your lips

After it stops bleeding, he kisses you softly and makes sure you're okay

If you do this often, he'll give you something to busy your mouths

If someone looks at you, he'll direct your attention away by doing some trick on his board

Cherry Blossom

At first, he tells you to stop

But he starts to realize that it's difficult to stop

He gets you chapsticks to make it harder for your lips to bleed and in order to busy your hands if you bite your fingers, he teaches you caligraphy

He also gets you lotion to make it harder to break the skin on your body

If he hears someone whispering about you, one glare will shut up whoever's talking

Joe

He's a bit confused when he first sees it

He also gives you chapstick

He also likes giving something to take your mind off and if he sees you biting on your lips, he kisses you

If he sees your lips bleeding, he kinda panics and rushes to stop the bleeding, even it's not much

He'll glare at anyone who stares at you for biting yourself

Shadow

He also panics if he sees you made your lip bleed

He'll hand you a handkerchief when he sees it and starts questioning what happened please calm him he's scaring the customers-

When told, he asks you if there's anything that he can do to help you if you want

Oh gods if someone was looking at you weird while you were doing this, you'd need to hold him down

Miya

At first, he cocks his eyebrow and asks why you do that even though it can turn painful

He takes your hand away from your mouth if he sees you biting yourself or pulls your lips from between your teeth with his hand

He quietly scoffs to himself while he does it, but softly kisses whenever he sees the bite marks

If someone stares at you for what you do, he makes fun of them to you

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sscarchiyo · 3 years ago

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attractive things they do

paring(s): mudano, kyouya, karou, masumi, ousuke & mikado

contains: gn!reader, suggestive themes, fluff

✉️ - *laughs and screams* i have nothing to say, but if i were y/n would've jumped ousuke ngl-🧍🏿‍♀️hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated, have a good day <3

mudano:

↳ his handwriting

for crying out loud, he’s a teacher. all those tests and reports he has to mark? yea 101% his handwriting is immaculate

I honestly don't know how to explain it more, just think about it ok?

the way he holds the pen/pencil, the way he makes it look so elegant. and he’s one of those cursive writers, but you can still read what he’s written

and it doesn’t help, how nice his hands look…like it just adds to the appeal

kyouya:

↳ doing household chores

as an oni whose powers are to heal/help people, he’s like a natural born caretaker

for some reason he actually enjoys doing it, but don't tell anybody he said that. like maybe you have night shifts and he works more during the day, by the time you get home-house is swept, dishes washed, laundry is done and a nice dinner is waiting for you at the table.

or if the time of shifts are reversed, by the time you wake up he’s basically knocked out. but he does the same things and makes you breakfast before you leave

his favorite thing to do is vacuum, man is having a whole dance solo at the same time. whatever task he’s doing, just know he’s invested. If he’s doing laundry and you forgot to give him a sock, he’ll stand by the doorway-hair done up, hands on his hips and dangling the sock in your face. scolding you like a mom would, but he looks very hot while doing it…so we’ll let it slide😒

karou:

↳ cooking

who wouldn’t want to eat his godlike food? In his free time he’s always whipping something up

wears one of those ‘kiss the chef’ aprons on cuz, he’s working damn hard and expects his kisses😒 also rolls up his sleeves and it’s just a normal thing, yet he makes it looks good

now most times, he’ll want to cook with you. but some days, manz is on his grind and has no time to spare. you’ll be helping him by handing out things he’ll call for and he’s so serious too

but when the two of you are having fun and lets say, you're not doing something right. he’ll stand behind you, very closely and like put his hand on top of your own, while guiding you through whatever your doing

masumi:

↳ being good with kids

you’d think he hates children from the way he acts with the students, but secretly? he loves them and he’s surprisingly good with them

if you have younger siblings, he’ll be all they talk about. like the moment they meet him, they’re hooked

babies love him best, especially when playing peek - a - boo. his invisibility gives him an advantage too, as well as playing hide and seek

but what rlly gets your heart going, is when a kid would come up to him and ask/say the weirdest thing. yet, he’ll get on his knees to be at their eye level and give them his undivided attention

ousuke:

↳ man spreading

he’s too hot for his own good, throw him in water so he can cool down😜ok so, he had no missions to go on that day and he was bored in his office. so he went over to the break room to see if maybe tsukuyomi was there, he wasn’t and he started to get hungry. he decides to call you and asks if you can come over and bring him some food.

while he’s waiting, he gets sleepy and falls asleep on the couch. but the moment you get there it’s like his senses activated and he’s awake, but he’s still in a sleepy state.

the moment his eyes land on you, he goes “oh you’re here now? that's great” and his sleepy voice? absolutely scrumptious. ALL THE WHILE HIS LEGS ARE WIDE OPEN LIKE THE WHORE HE IS, HE’S NOT WEARING HIS JACKET AND HE’S OPENED SOME OF HIS BUTTONS SO YOU CAN SEE SOME OF HIS CHEST-

lawd and it doesn’t stop there. you set the food down, give him a quick peck on the lips and as you’re getting ready to leave he grabs your wrist, pulling down on his lap- whispering into your ear “where are you going? I didn't say you could leave, just stay here” ahahaedjnej well don't mind if I do😩

mikado:

↳ dealing with his hair

have you seen this man's locks?! I’m 100% sure he has a whole hair care routine that he follows to make it look so damn good

gets a very excited look on his face when you ask him about it. would even offer to do your hair if you let him

keeps hair ties and scrunchies on his wrist for when he’s putting up/taking out his hair. he always puts the tie between his teeth (idk it’s smexy hush)

makes bed head actually look good on a person, when he goes to work he leaves it down, when going out with you most times it’s in a ponytail, but if it’s a lazy day at home he rocks a messy bun

tougen anki taglist: @lavandar-castle

general taglist: @megurulvr @t0xicshuji @kiyunas

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plussizeficchick · 3 years ago

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hello! i saw you did ouran x reader requests and was wondering if they're still open? i was so happy when i saw all the chubby reader ones!! so, by chance, could you do one of those but with the twins? if it's not too much trouble.

Hello! No trouble at all! As a heads up, requests are always open. I may not get around to it for a while, but don't hesitate to drop something in the box :)

Warnings: Kinda angsty, but slight turnaround at the end!

Worth It│Hikaru and Karou X Chubby Reader

It had always been just the two of them.

And that’s all they needed. They never had any use for friends. They weren’t worth it! Nobody interested Hikaru more than Karou and nobody took care of Karou like Hikaru. They complimented each other like that. Nobody could come between the bond that they shared. No one. Then you showed up. Thick thighs, generous waist. Smile brighter than the sun, you could even tell them apart! You intrigued them.

You had only shown up looking to volunteer at the host club, thinking that it would look good on your college application. You never meant to get attached. To fall in love, but here you were. In love with not one, but both twins.

You don’t even know how it started. They weren’t that nice. Cracking “harmless” jokes about your weight, pulling pranks. It hurt, especially because you wanted to get along with them, but you wouldn’t let them know it hurt. Plus, you saw that when they did care about someone, they’d do whatever they could to help them, so you knew they were capable of some compassion.

Sometimes though, sometimes people take things too far.

You’d already had what you considered to be a “shitty day.” You woke up late, so you had to rush to get to school on time, effectively skipping breakfast entirely. Then, you had forgotten your homework for your last class of the day, so you had to skip lunch to do it, and the girls at Ouran were meaner than usual, picking fun at you.

You felt drained. Emotionally, physically, and mentally. Though, you were excited to spend time with Haruhi at the host club. Maybe you’d have a slice of cake as a reward for dealing with such a stressful day.

Walking into the club room, you seek out Haruhi and sit and chat with her over some tea, ranting about your stressful day. “Would you like a slice of cake (Y/N)?” Haruhi asks, sitting down a slice of cake. Before you can answer, Hikaru pops up beside you, “I don’t think (Y/N)- chan here needs more food.” He says, tapping his chin in thought. “Yeah!” Karou pops up on the other side of you, mimicking his twin. “They look like they eat enough already.” You mull over their words. Really? That’s what they really think? Is that what they all think? Tears begin to well up in your eyes. “I-” You choke. “(Y/N),” Haruhi starts, reaching out for you. “Don’t listen to them.” You push her hands away softly. She doesn’t mean that. She agrees. You think. “Yeah,” Hikaru states, shrugging his shoulders. “It was just a-” “Joke.” You finish, turning to face them, tears streaming down your face. They freeze. You’re crying. Why are you crying? It was just a joke. A harmless joke. Right?

“Is that all I am?” You ask, wiping the tears, though they just continue. “Just one big, FAT joke?” You finish, running out of the club room. You won’t waste anymore time on them. They’ve done enough.

The club room is silent when you leave, everyone staring at where you were. “Y- You guys took it too far.” Haruhi states, looking at them. Everyone turns to look at her, “They were having a really rough day and you guys, you took it too far.” She says, sitting with her head in her hands. Where did you go? “A gentleman never mentions a woman’s weight,” Tamaki starts, walking over to comfort Haruhi. “You two must go apologize. (Y/N) is such a kind soul and has been putting up with your foolishness for far too long.” He says. His tone was serious, so the twins knew that they definitely needed to apologize. (Although your teary face was enough to make them do that.)

You were seated by the fountain, wiping the tears from your eyes. Why were they so mean? You don’t remember doing anything to get them upset. Is it because you were one of the first people to tell them apart, just from first glance? Whatever it was, there was no reason to be rude to you. Hearing a pair of footsteps, you look up and see the twins walking toward you cautiously. You stand, ready to leave, when Karou speaks up. “Wait! We want to apologize for our behavior.” He says, grabbing your wrist. “Yes! We didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” Hikaru chimes in. “Then why do it?” You ask, staring at them blankly. They were taken aback by your bluntness, but they knew they had to be honest if they were going to get you back to the host club. Karou sighs, looking at his twin for confirmation before he states, “We like you.” Now you’re the one that’s taken aback. They like you? What? “Huh?” You ask. Did you hear right? “We like you,” Hikaru confirms. “We have since you came to the club. But we didn’t know what to do! Nobody intrigued us like you did, and we didn’t know what to do. This is the first time we’ve ever felt this way.” He states, running a hand through his hair. Coming to terms with your feelings was hard, but for you, they’d jump over every obstacle. “We're really sorry for what we did. We never want you to feel bad again.” Karou finishes, reaching out for you. “I like you both too,” You start. You really do like them, but it’s not enough. “But, I’m going to have to see changes in your behavior before I commit, understand?” They nod eagerly. Whatever it takes to have you as theirs, they’ll do it. Cause you’re worth it.

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