#ouran high school host club one shot

[askthehitachiins]

#kyoya ootori lore drop

(Ooc post, book 12, episode 56)

[yanderecrazysie]

Hello there, I just read that you do ouran high school host club yandere request. I just love that anime it reminds me of my childhood. And I love your work too especially the angsty cheater ones, they’re my favorites.

So actually going to the request: Yandere Tamaki x fiancé reader but Tamaki is neglectful of them and cheats on them with Haru (angst heaven). Basically Tamaki and Reader where engaged when they were children by their wealthy parents . Tamaki hated this and by extension he hated the reader too. Despite the reader trying to be to be the perfect fiancé and supports him from the sidelines, the reader even make sure that the mansion runs smoothly and even learned how to cook his favorite food and cater to his whims. Tamaki still being blinded by his distaste for the arrange marriage carelessly ignores all of reader’s hardwork and flirts with every woman in the host club. Then comes Haru and Tamaki just falls in love and in the back of his head, what better way to get back at his father than to marry a commoner. Reader finally having enough of Tamaki’s cheating and intentionally humiliating them in public, rebels against their parents and cancel the engagement. The reader just leaves Tamaki behind and goes into the countryside to live a peaceful life.. but surprised Tamaki goes full on delusional Yandere, he misses the reader’s devotion to him and wants to continue on with the marriage. When reader left Tamaki felt empty and he started to realize his mistake, He tracks reader down to beg for their forgiveness and so that they can get married as intended. Tamaki still think of you as his fiancé and he doesn’t realize that reader doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore.

Sorry for the long request, I just got excited when I found out that you write for Ouran High school host club. Thanks for reading!

My first OHSHC request!! Yay!! And it's okay, it’s always nice to have a good plot to work with!

Title: Blind

Pairings: Tamaki Suoh x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes

Summary: Tamaki’s behavior proves too much for his fiance.

Part 2: here

blind

/verb/

deprive (someone) of understanding, judgment, or perception:

Sometimes, you wished Tamaki would just open up his eyes and see you. You, and not the engagement your families had forced upon you both.

You could tell from day one that Tamaki hated the idea and, subsequently, hated you for representing the ball and chain that attached itself to his ankle. You couldn’t blame him for being angry that his future freedom had been taken away, but you wished he wouldn’t blame you for it.

You weren’t much happier than him at first, but you decided to make the best of it. Tamaki was handsome, you could even appreciate that when you both were children forced to play together. He also had a soft side that you rarely got to see under all the silly dramatics. If only you could unlock that part of him, surely you both could be happy!

Then the host club started.

It’s easy to smile and say that you aren’t bothered, but it’s another thing to actually not be bothered with your fiance flirting with girls all the time. You could never help the twisting of jealousy in your gut anytime you heard or saw anything to do with the host club.

You’d tried to visit before. Make the best of things. But he’d blacklisted you as a customer, said with a careless tone that maybe you’d prefer one of the other boys. That stung.

“Make the best of it” became a mantra in your head, a desperate goal and coping method all in one. Eventually, Tamaki would either come to love you or accept that his future was predetermined by a piece of paper with his father’s signature. 

Did you want a potentially loveless marriage? No, of course not. But that’s what happened to most people of your stature, so it wasn’t a surprise. If you could just make the best of your situation, you could be happy. Probably.

The changes in Tamaki really started when a new boy joined the club. You could tell right away that he was naturally a girl, but wouldn’t out him to the school if that’s what he chose as his path. You began to suspect that Tamaki knew this truth as well, because he always seemed so flustered around the boy.

Haruhi. You numbly repeated his name in your head. Even in the beginning, you knew, this relationship would be the downfall of your own.

Numbness overtook you as you caught the pair kissing and holding hands, looking happy and carefree, even outside of the club where there were no requirements for them to act like a cute couple or something.

They were trying to be secretive and, at first, you wondered how you were the only one catching them in the act. Then, it hit you like a speeding train.

Tamaki wanted you to see.

Your daily trips to the mansion were mostly in lonely silence. You cleaned the place like his maids probably should, made him his favorite meals, ran hot baths for him, and sometimes left him notes around the house to boost his self-esteem and cheer him up.

As time went on, it began to feel like empty actions. Duties without reward or even so much as acknowledgment. Things you did just because that tiny voice still cried “Make the best of everything!”

Well, you were getting sick of that voice. That hapless fool inside your head that didn’t seem to realize that things were speeding out of control. How could you make the best of anything, when he continually gave you nothing to work with.

You cried as you did those little things- what had once felt like happy little jobs became heavy chores that you couldn’t figure out why you continued. The tears blurred your eyes as you made each gift for Tamaki- gifts that would no doubt be cast aside and forgotten.

What was the point?

When Tamaki called a crowd together in the school’s entrance hall, standing atop one of the highest steps with his hands intertwined with Haruhi, you knew it was all over.

“Haruhi is actually a girl- and she and I have started dating!” His eyes seemed to dart to yours to gauge your reaction, but you didn’t dare show anything on your face. You were still a regal person, determined to not put your family’s name to shame.

“What? Is that true, Haruhi?” One of the girls in the crowd shrieked.

You didn’t need Haruhi’s answer nor the shy smile on her face to confirm the truth. You’d already known well before that this was the future you’d been helplessly barreling towards.

The crowd had mixed reactions. Some people were supportive and found the couple cute, others were jealous of Haruhi, and many people were confused on the whole matter. Those were the ones whose words shot like daggers into your heart.

“Doesn’t Tamaki have a fiance?”

“What will his father think?”

“Does that mean his engagement is canceled?”

Struggling not to break down, you pushed your way through the crowd, looking for an escape. The crowd was too thick and it was quickly too late.

You broke down crying, your large tears blinding you as little hiccups left your lips. Finally, the sea of people parted and you ran through it. You risked one look at Tamaki and were upset to see him looking concerned. How dare he be concerned when he was the one that hurt you?

You skipped your classes, opting instead to head straight home and confront your parents. The moment you were in front of them both, you broke down once more. They wanted to know who’d hurt you right away and, when your story of Tamaki was revealed, they vowed to rip the contract into little pieces.

They let you stay home the next few days. If you could, you’d stay home forever. How could you show your face after you’d been humiliated and cried like that in front of everyone?

You focused your thoughts and feelings into gardening. Today you cut the stems of flowers and placing them into your basket before bringing them up to the house. The chores you did were fit for the family’s gardener, but he was on vacation and you needed something to distract yourself with.

You heard your name called. Furrowing your brow, you raised your head and shielded your eyes against the sun. Was that…?

It was, a certain blonde boy was speeding towards you at the speed of light. Had he jumped the tall fence or broken the gate’s lock? Either method was concerning, to say the least.

You let out a feeble “hey!” when he kicked up some of the flowers in his path to you, but you were more afraid of what he had to say than of losing a couple of flowers.

Finally, he stopped in front of you and dropped to his knees. You stood, watching in shock as he kneeled in the dirt, in a motion that you’d expect a man begging the queen to spare his life.

“I’m so sorry, (Y/n). I- I was so stupid, so blind! I didn’t know how much I’d miss you when you were gone. Please come back, please! I’ll do anything!”

You stared at him in shock, “What about Haruhi?”

The man raised his head, his eyes glazed over as they met yours, “I took care of her.”

It wasn’t so much the words he said, as it was the chilling, lifeless tone in which he said it. You took a step back, nearly tripping over the small mound of dirt behind you.

“What did you do to her?” Your voice came out shaky and unsure. Tamaki would never hurt someone, would he? That thought was laughable, wasn’t it?

Tamaki grasped your ankles and began to cry, looking more pathetic than you could have ever imagined him. You never thought that Tamaki would ever beg on his knees to anyone, much less you.

“I’ll do anything.” Tamaki murmured. Somehow you knew.

He would definitely hurt someone, if they got in his way.

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Kyoya Ootori X afab!Reader

Sypnosis: They say Kyoya is different when woken up. But that doesn't stop a certain girlfriend of his to try and get him up in the morning.

Word Count: 487

You hummed while making breakfast for your boyfriend. It is near noon but he is still asleep. Probably because he was up all night to do the financial rate of the host club or he is just a sleepyhead. You also heard from Tamaki that he doesn't want to be woken up, or else he will kill you. The composed, collective, and cool type host can be a wild tiger whenever you disturb his slumber. And until now, you never ever try to wake him up. But you dare yourself to see what will happen if you try to wake him up.

After you finish cooking the pancakes, you set them on a plate and then make some hot coffee for your boyfriend. You placed the breakfast on the breakfast tray and made your way to his room. You collected much courage before entering the room. It was still dark, the curtains were closed and there was no source of light inside his room. You carefully made your way to his coffee table and then placed the tray down, careful not to make a mess. After that, you went to the large body-sized window and then opened the curtains. The sun's rays invaded the room some went straight to Kyoya's face.

He groaned and changed position in the bed, his back facing the window, covering his eyes. You sighed, he is hard to wake up. You went to his bed then poked his cheeks, he just groaned and swatted your finger away. "Hey~ Wake up, wake up sleepyhead~" You hummed softly into his ears, to wake Kyoya up. Instead, he just groaned and then changed his position again. He is now facing the ceiling. "Kyoya~ Breakfast is ready~" You softly said in a sing-song tune, nearing your face to him. Finally, he shot his eyes open. You were surprised by this then quickly pulled away, sweat appeared on your face as you tried to think of some ways to escape his incoming wrath.

"[Name]...." He said in his venom-filled voice. "Y-yes?" You stuttered, trying to be as innocent as possible. He sat up on his bed, his hair as messy as ever. You watched him as your heart pounded rapidly, any minute now, your heart's gonna burst. He lifted his head a bit, the eyes that were previously covered by his bangs are now revealed. His eyes were red and were glaring at you, you could feel that you've shrunken in fear. "K-Kyoya I-" You didn't have the chance to finish your sentence when he instantly pulled you to him. Your lips crashed into his while you were embraced in his arms, sitting on his lap. You felt yourself heat up by his sudden actions. "Good morning~" He flashed you a smile after he pulled away. "Good morning too, Kyoya" You greeted as you took a quick peck at his lips again.

[1-800reki]

Heya, do you think you could write the Host Club (Haruhi included) helping out an extremely depressed guest who hates herself and believes she doesn’t deserve to exist?

Hihihihihi :3

Of course, i can >_< im assuming its fem reader from the pronouns :33

❝You matter!!❞ (req)

Summary: The host club helps you realize your worth!! (req)

Pairings: Host Club x Fem reader!!

a/n: I don't usually make fem readers (despite being a girl myself :0) as I usually want to be inclusive so while it is a fem reader pronouns are rarely used and mentioned here and there but other than that it's GN in an aspect if that makes sense >_<

a/n: I also don't know much about depression and how one acts with it so it may not be accurate so bear with me !!

Warnings: erm idrk maybe just depressing thoughts :3

"Um. Excuse me? Miss? You've been sitting there but haven't requested a host. Are you alright?"

Haruhi asked you as you snapped out of your thoughts. "Ah. Yes, I'm alright. I just. I don't have an idea on who to request." You answered slightly lying. You didn't know what compelled you to come here. You've never been interested in going to the host club. So why now? Is it because you crave the attention? The care? The love? Even if it's fake you just want someone to love you. To care for you. To give you attention. The attention you never had.

"Then if it's alright may I sit with you? Most of the guests are leaving now and I'm free." Haruhi said politely. She had a hunch you were lying but didn't act on it. It wasn't her business. She's seen you around before. You were a second year here at the school. She mostly sees you alone. Never talking to anyone. The most words she's heard you speak were one-word answers.

"I suppose so." You say glancing at her before back at the table. You didn't know what to do now. Why were you even here? You aren't as happy as these other girls. So why come here? You're a difficult person. At least that's what your parents, old friends, family, neighbors, teachers, and classmates have told you. And it's what you believed. Haruhi smiled at you gently. "So, what brings you here? You don't seem like the type to enjoy these types of things." She said looking at you curiously.

You just shrugged. "I just felt compelled to today. That's all." You say simply. Not too vague and not too detailed. Don't let them in. They'll just think you're weird. They'll ask you to get therapy. And you're never going back there. "Um alright then.." Haruhi said awkwardly. She could sense something was wrong

IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BUT I HAD NO IDEAS AND USUALLY IM QUICK WITH REQUESTS :(((

IM ALSO SORRY IT WAS CUT OFF BUT I HAD NO OTHER IDEA 💔💔☹☹☹

[s1llysmut]

Request guidelines?

I will write about pretty much anything for any fandom that I know of. I prefer to write smut and fluff (separate or at the same time) but I can also write angst and other stuff!!

Things I will NOT write about:

Scat (poop stuff)

Children in an nsfw context

Animals in a nsfw context

Dead people in a nsfw context

Vomit

Vore

Feet

Excessive gore in a nsfw context

Other than that I’ll write pretty much anything!!! Thank you!!!

[the-daily-male]

Today's daily male is Kyoya Ootori from Ouran Highschool Host Club!

[bunny-wk-fanfic]

Trick -or- Treat, Sixth Chapter

Stopping at the sight before her, she blinked at the latest addition to her home, a picket fence that now safe guarded her garden. It wasn't the first change to her small home, but they still managed to surprise her at how quickly they were done. Hearing rustling, her grip on her basket tightened, the looped handle digging almost painfully into her chest as she clutched it closer to her stomach.

He was tall, taller than anyone she's ever met in her life, and with his broad shoulders and slightly wild appearance he made for a very imposing person. Short choppy locks were slightly plastered to his brow, no doubt from working in putting up the fence.

"Ah, Mori!" smiling, she eased, she still always wondered why he continued to stick around. "Thank you, I really do appreciate it, though you didn't really need to."

Dark eyes slid from her to the new fence. "It was nothing." a grunt left him as he readjusted the fallen log, no doubt he would be turning it into firewood.

Sighing, she shook her head. No matter what she said, he continued to stick around and help out. "Well, when you're done, there's fresh bread. We also have jam and cheese too!"

He eyed the basket when she lifted her basket. "Ah."

"A man of few words." shaking her head, she patted him on the arm as she passed. "Still, help yourself when you're done!" she laughed as she entered her small cabin, immediately putting away the goods. No sooner, did she go to check her small drying room, checking on the herbs and flowers. It was a good business, her herbs were the main supply for medicine and teas, her cabin the perfect location as what she couldn't grow in her garden could be found in the woods.

Still, there were a few that thought her a witch for choosing to live outside the village, for making 'concoctions'. Chuckling, she remembered how some younger girls twittered and giggled at the idea of Mori being some sort of summons. Yes, he appeared suddenly out of nowhere, injured and seemed only too content to sticking around her and her home.

Seeing something from the corner of her eye, she paused at the sight of Mori chopping firewood. Humming, she froze when he paused and quickly shucked off his simple blue shirt. Eyes widened when he continued with the chore, hand crushing the herbs she had been inspecting, as she watched the shifting of muscles with every swing of the axe.

When he suddenly turned, lifting a cup of water from a table that sat just below the window, her cheeks flamed when he raised a brow at catching her watching him. "Eep!" she instinctively ripped the bundle from its hook, hissing as she fumbled in attempting to save the herbs.

Ducking down, she let out a pitiful moan and buried her face in the apron tied to her waist. Why? Why did he have to-! Whimpering, she cleaned up the now destroyed herbs, she would have to go back out into the woods for fresh ones. Throwing the destroyed herbs into a pail, she went back for her basket.

"Mori? I'm going to go gather some herbs, I shouldn't be too long." her cheeks warmed once again when she realized he was still shirtless, instead, she offered a quick wave and rushed past him. The sooner she got this done, the quicker she could return before night fell.

It didn't take long to get where she knew the herbs in question grew, but she had heard of a wild animal that had been stalking the woods near her home and the village, so she didn't want to be out longer than necessary. Gathering what she needed, and a little extra as a repeat of earlier she was sure would happen again sooner rather than later, she failed to realize the heavy rustling nearby.

That is, until a deep squealing roar sent her scrambling. Eyes wide, she searched for whatever creature it was, freezing when black eyes and glistening white were what she saw from the bushes before feet began pounding into the earth. Just as the creature jumped at her, another intercepted it, her heart pounding when both flew out of the clearing. All she could hear were the scuffling of the two fighting, rage filled roars and pain filled squeals, and then silence.

Trembling as she reached for her basket, an instinctive need to clutch onto something, she relaxed when Mori stepped back into the clearing. "Mori!" his form was broader, muscles more defined, fur covering most of his upper body, hands ending in claws, features touched by the wolf of his nature. A sort of partial transition.

Seeing the gash that rand down from shoulder to hip, no doubt from the tusks from the wild boar, she let out a gasp and rushed towards him. "You're injured!" hands frantic, she quickly removed her apron, dabbing at the gash. "Oh, let's return and clean you up."

"Ah, wait." his gaze was soft on her, the brush of his claws against her cheek even softer as he fixed her hair and tucked it behind her ear.

Kagome could only blink when he walked back through the bush, hands twisting the now soiled apron. Her posture relaxed when he returned, this time the defeated boar slung over his shoulder. With a shake of her head, she stuffed her apron into her basket, picked it up to free a hand that could grasp at Mori's free one. The fur didn't hinder the heat that seemed to roll off of him in waves, and made the tickling pricking of his claws a tantalizing contrast.

The walk back was quiet save for the last lingering song birds of the forest, Mori's presence offering silent protection and comfort. When they arrived, she jumped when he began to pull away. "What about your wound?"

He offered a smile, despite it being small, it was warm. "I'll clean the boar, you organize your herbs and apron."

Huffing that she wouldn't be able to see to his wound immediately, she nodded. Arguing with him was a useless endeavour, he could be quite stubborn. Then again, so could she. Though she could also use the extra time to gather everything she needed. "Alright. Nothing too strenuous though!" she left with a quick finger wagging before rushing into the cabin, cheeks warming when his chuckles followed after her.

Barely half an hour later, Mori was in the cabin, spitting the cleaned boar in the fireplace. "Hmm, that was fast. And it looks like we'll have a good supper!" she eyed him, more so his wound, there were signs that the quickness of his work agitated the wound. "Well, come on."

The moment he was seated, she stood between his knees, cleaning the blood. Despite his werewolf nature accelerating his healing, the wound was still the largest she'd on him, and him working on the boar had agitated enough to hinder the healing. She was also gentle in cleaning close to the wound, sighing in relief when she could see that he was finally healing.

Standing her full height, she watched for a few more moments before cleaning her hands. "Well, that's better. But we both know you'll be tender there for at least a day or two." smiling, she froze when his hands cupped her cheeks, hands large enough that his fingers could begin to tangle in her hair. "M-mori?"

Instead of an answer, he pulled her to him, face nuzzling into her own, his nose brushing against her neck and temple with a rumbling echoing around them. "I was scared when I sensed you in danger." his lips brushed against her skin, breath teasing enough that she shivered.

"Y-you... scared?" her heart began to flutter, this was a little unusual from Mori. Yes, he had moments where he hovered, but she always assumed it was his silent way of gaining her attention or warning those less scruple to back off. This open physical affection was something she had only hoped for the longer he stuck around.

"Hmm." slightly sharp teeth nipped at her thrashing pulse, his chuckle an answer to her surprised squeak. "From now on, you'll wait until I can accompany you so late in the woods." his hands shifted, sweeping slowly along her form that sent heat rushing through her only to be followed by a wave of goosebumps, until she was seated in his lap. "I will not allow harm come to you."

A few more surprised noises escaped her until she finally giggled. "You know, a woman usually likes to hear the words more often." deeming his clinging affection the sign she had been waiting for, she wrapped her arms around his neck and mimicked his earlier actions and nuzzled her nose against his cheek and neck. His hold on her tightened, claws careful in pricking her waist as a pleased rumbled vibrated from his chest against her. "But I can work with this!"

His amused chuckle had her giggling, even when his lips claimed hers and her cheeks immediately exploded in a heated blush. Those were the very same words she had said when she first helped heal him near a year ago. And she hadn't been wrong thus far!

[sgsduma]

Host Club One Shot-The Accident

 "Boys!" Kelly half yelled half screamed as she pulled and struggled against the hand cuffs....hands above her, around the bedpost, at the foot of the bed.  She glared daggers as she saw Hikaru smirk and slam the door behind him.......

How did this happen? Well it all started about a week ago...............

Previously~

     Hikaru and Karou, the mischievous twins of the host club, are the worst at pranks.  And when i say worst i mean the best but you don't want to be the one pranked.  However, day by day they have made Kelly their new target....or toy as they call it.  Every day at a new hour they pull the most unexpected.  Sunday they pushed her into the boys bathroom and sealed the door up, Monday they stole her bra somehow, froze it and hung it up at the top of a flag pole, Tuesday they filled her (thankfully empty) school bag full of honey and dirt, and so on and so forth.  They tried something every break they got in their day.  They were making her absolutely paranoid! The twins were fine if they were split up.  Quite calm but mopey sometimes, but she swore.  Put them together and you have the very definition of mischief makers.  But the worst was when they found out she had a crush on Tamaki, the 'leader' of the host club.  She had no idea how they found out. She was practically the new kid who just loved the host club and being in Tamaki's section and ohhhhhh..........perhaps that's how they found out.  But besides the point! She always thought after one of their disasters....why me?

     But one odd thing happened.  The whole host club was heading to a unique hotel of sorts and was 'bringing work with them,' so all the guests were allowed to tag along if they wished. Well the semester was almost over and why not make one last memory?

     Of course they got their own room, and the ballroom of the hotel was were the club was being held.  Kelly was currently walking down to her room, 300, when the crime scene happened.  She swiped her card and heard the door unlock, placing her hand on the door know.  Suddenly, two arms went under hers and pulled her to the person's chest.  Her back to someone's front as she tensed in confusing as her eyes widened to see Karous face giving her a devilish grin till she quickly looked back forward with a beginning yell as her door had been pushed opened by Hikaru and she was then forced forward inside.  Her feet trying to push to a stop as Hikaru led them in with his hands clasped behind his back casually. 

     "You must stop struggling my dear or this won't go any faster," he said glancing behind him at her.

     They stop at the end of her bed and her eyes filled with fear.  "Wha-what are you going to do?" she squeaked as she felt herself shrink up. 

     Without an answer from either of them, she was spun around and faced Karou, her hand being caught by Hikaru, yanking her down. 

     "Ouch!" Kelly yelled as she landed on her butt as she felt cold metal go around her wrist.  Her instinct made her jolt forward to try and get up and run but Karou came nose to nose with her, causing her to cower back and he placed his hand on her shoulders to hold her back firmly.  As Hikaru lifted her cuffed hand, he made a move for the other.  Seeing this, she swiped her free hand away from his reach, dodging Karou's as well. She dodged and kept out of reach till both twins hand's caught hers.  Hikaru cuffed the other, and now she was stuck to a bed pole. 

     She gave a firm yank before snapping her gaze back at them who were standing up now.  "Whatever your planning on doing, you don't want to do this!" She growled with a small plea in her words. 

    "Oh need not worry," Karou smiled, heading to the door while Hikaru stayed. 

     "Only half our plan is done," Hikaru finished and held out the key to the cuffs between his two fingers.  He gave a chuckle as he began to step forward and Kelly immediately made two fists, tensing up.  He crouched down and slyly looked into her eyes, who stared right back.  A million things running threw her mind.  Suddenly, with one quick movement, he reached out and pulled the collar of her yellow school uniform open and he quickly dropped the key in and scurried away quickly to his feet. 

     Kelly's face was the look of shock and true horror as she felt it drop in the middle of her bra like a slot.  "What....did you do!" She cried as Hikaru headed to the door. 

     "A small part to a much bigger trap."

Present<

     Minutes passed, and Kelly was stumped on an escape route.  She tried sawing the cuff back and forth on the wood, but was kinda hard when your hands were either behind you or above your head.  She tried wiggling the key out and surprisingly no luck.  She slumped back down on the floor and rested her head back on the pole. 'I'm going to kill them.'

.........And then........

     Her ears perked up at the sound of footsteps down the hall.  She heard them get closer and closer and as she was about to yell, the door clicked and the door swung open as Tamaki himself flew in and landed on his hands and knees with a thud as he and i looked at each other in total surprise.  Simultaneously, we both look back at the door to see the twins laughing and slammed the door shut, hearing banging and clanging after it was closed. 

     "Hey!" Tamaki scrambled up and grabbed the door handle, twisting and yanking.  "Jammed," he said frustrated as he turned around and headed back over.  Kelly's face turned pink with embarrassment as he looked at her.  "ah...mind telling me why your in hand cuffs locked to a bed post?" he raised a brow, glancing away before back at her. 

     It took a while to explain, even telling him of the past events of pranks pulled, all the while Kelly glanced at him as she spoke but stared mainly at the ground.  "Do you know where they put the key?" he asked as he moved from leaning on a dresser, to turning to search it.

    "Ah, no," she said a bit to quickly as she tensed, bringing her knees up closer to her.

     He gave an understanding nod as he turned back around, clearly missing the almost panicked lie in her voice. "Well knowing them, they probably have it as far away as possible.  Probably threw it out."

  "Yeah, probably," she said giving a small nervous laugh. 

   "I suppose i can pick the lock.  Have any hair pins?" he asked, slowly motioning to the bathroom. 

   "Yeah, in the cabinet."

   "K," he nodded with a smile, and as soon as he turned the corner, she quickly snapped her focus to her shirt as she bounced, twisted, anything to make it slip out.  It moved maybe 1/4 of an inch down to the bottom seam of her bra before hearing him returning and stopped moving with an innocent smile at him as he came back over.

   He crouched down next to her and bends the hair pin, before getting to work on the lock."Hopefully this'll do something.  Sorry again your in this mess.  They can be impossible sometimes."

    "It's alright.  Sorry that your in the middle," she smiled and he gave her a smiling glance before continuing. 

     Going threw more than 10 hair pins and still no luck, Tamaki sat opposite of Kelly so they faced each other.  Neither of them spoke, not a sound was heard from the hall, and both didn't say it but knew they were hungry as the sun was slowly setting.  Throughout the whole time, she REALLY wanted to tell him she had the key.  She even almost blurted it ut several times, it was right at the tip of her tongue numerous times and she held back the urge this far, but she knew he couldn't just go in and dig in her bra to get it.  To awkward, to embarrasing.  But what other choice did they have! It's not like the twins were going to help.  There was no need to.  They put the key in accessibility.......but.  Kelly lifted her head to see Tamaki's face in a quiet position as if he to were thinking of a solution.  She had to tell him, they had to get out of here.  She took a deep breath before letting out a small, "Tamaki?" he raised a head in response. "There's something i have to tell you."

     He straightened and had a curious, interested look. "Yes?" he said a bit eagerly. 

     "I....know where the key is," she said and tightened her face.

     "what! This whole time-well, where is it!" he yelled but knew to argue later. Negativity still shown in his face.

     "In a, very bad place," Kelly kept saying slowly. 

    "How bad?"

    "Bra bad."

     "It's in your bra!" Tamaki almost exploded, either from anger or surprise but his face was red so she couldn't tell the difference.

  "Yeah," she gave a cringing nod as if she were sorry, even though it was clearly not her fault.

   "Well.....can you get it out?" he said slightly panicked and awkwardly. 

  "Don't you think I've tried that! It's tight!," she frowned. 

   There was a pause from the both of them, a sigh released from there mouths as Tamaki looked back at her. "Did....you want me to un-clip it?" he asked almost nervously. 

  She paused before replying, "If you don't mind.  It's to, get the key out," she said without even looking at him, assuring him that it's only for the key.

   He gave a nod with a small polite smile, making his way over to her and helped her up for as high and as able to stand.  She tried to act causal but her red face said otherwise, her insides getting excited with adrenaline, but she kept her eyes forward.  In the corner of her eye she saw Tamaki, he messed with his hands, as if to get them warm or rub out the jitters.  He took a moment taking the back zipper, pulling it from the neck down till the clip of the bra met in the back.  Her mind went a bit fuzzy and almost robotic the next few seconds that seemed like minutes.  Feeling him slipping a soft warm hand on the strap, his hand on the other, he pulled them apart before it was loose, and the spell was broken as he quickly pulled his hands away and turned his body away, seeming like he was panting and a bit sweaty.  Immediately becoming loose,, the key fell to the floor with a metal clank as it hit the wood, and they simultaneously looked down at it.  He makes the move and swipes it before going, and unlocks the cuffs, sending instant relief to Kelly's arms which she rubs. 

  "Glad to be free, thank you," she smiles.

  "Your welcome, uh, your," he said hiding a small smile. 

  "She paused before, "oh, right," and clips her bra and zipped her dress back up. "Now, let's get out of here," she smiles before things got even more awkward and embarrassing, and headed over to the door and placed a hand on the knob, only for it to be locked. "Oh crap."

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Please may I have Ouran high-school host club kinda angst and comfort fic of when one of the hosts..Aqua, the idol type *you know the rest about the seventeen year old host including that he is Honey's childhood friend and Aqua is the most requested out of the hosts in the host club and Aqua is practically Honey's older brother and Aqua's eyes are unusual in regards of that he had a star in his left eye and Aqua is a famous idol to boot as well* defended you (a simple girl who went to Ouran high-school) from bullying when a group of jealous fangirls threatened you to stay away from Aqua because of how close you were to him (you were his girlfriend actually) and never in your life..have you ever seen him this pissed off at a group of bullies who went far as to tell you to break up with him because you were worthless and all that nasty stuff..Aqua scared the living hell out of the bullies and basically forced them to apologise to you for saying that stuff. Aqua comforts you afterwards saying that you matter to him and you should never believe what they said to you no matter what.

That boy in the gif photo is Aqua, the idol type in the host club.

Oneshot for OC! Aqua!

Walking into the school building, his ears heard all of the noise around him from students fawning over who he is and others who are whispering about the new club meeting today. Heading up the stairs, Aqua moved into the host club room seeing various students inside either with the other hosts or waiting for him. Aqua signed, "My apologies for taking too long, I hope you guys didn't have to wait long."

"There's no need to apolgoize Aqua!" One of them squealed. Another nodded, "I would wait forever to see you, Aqua!" Trying not to cringe at all of their comments, Aqua took a seat at his usual spot ordering some tea for him and his fans. Everything went like it usually did with him answering questions that were bombarded at him and him getting giggles and squeals when something normal was done by him,

Expecting the meeting to go the same, the sound of two new voices were heard causing him to look up from his spot. Watching across the room, two figures walked over towards him and his fans standing in front of them; one had an apologetic smile and the other had a bored expression on her face. The one with the smile bowed, "I'm sorry Aqua for being late, my friend didn't want to come and so I had to drag her here."

"You dragged her here?" Aqua mumbled with a confused look on his face. One of the fans huffed, "How dare someone not want to see the great idol, Aqua!"

"Selfish if you ask me," One commented. Glancing up, Aqua stared at the bored looking figure seeing her staring around at the bright room having a disgusted look at all of it. Aqua tilted his head, "You don't have to stay if you don't want to."

"How could you make Aqua say things like that!"

"How dare she?"

"Who even is she?"

"Look what you're doing Y/n, apologize to him!" Her friend exclaimed. Yn huffed, "Why? He's right I didn't want to be here. I don't even know why you brought me.: Gasps were heard all around the area with some soon having angered looks, which was quickly seen by the Kyoya who stepped in immediately. Kyoya held his notebook, walking over to the area, "What is going on here?"

"She's disrespicing Aqua!"

"Kick her out!"

"You guys are so immature," Y/n rolled her eyes, turning away from the crowd of fans, "There's nothing you need to worry about, I'm leaving." Heading off out of the room, all of the fans whispered amongst each other, while Aqua stared, watching her leave. Kyoya turned to the member, "Is everything alright Aqua?"

"Yea," Aqua slightly nodded, shaking his head. From that moment forward, Aqua never forgot the weird interactions nor did he forget the student from before that seemed so disgusted and disturbed with the act that was going on within the host club. It had been a while since the two of them had their little interactions and it had been clear to everyone in the school that the idol host had something for the unknown figure.

"Would you like some cake, Aqua-sama?" Honey asked, holding out some cake to the zoned out boy. Aqua took a deep breath, rubbing his temples, "No thanks Honey, I think I'm going to go for a walk."

"Is everything alright Aqua?" Mori asked with a concerned tone. Aqua nodded, "Yea, just need some fresh air that's all." Standing up from his spot in the hosts club, Aqua walked off heading outside when sight of the girl came into view again, this time she was walking alone. Aqua hummed, "It's her again."

"Hey!" One of the girls that was a frequent for him shouted, sticking her leg out and tripping her over. Widening his eyes, Aqua went to interfer when seeing the girl quickly standing up and shoving the girl back with an angered look on her face. Y/n grumbled, "Leave me alone!"

Rushing off, the girl and her friends disappeared, leaving Y/n alone just like she had asked. Heading over, Aqua picked up her things, handing them over to Y/n with a soft smile on his face. Y/n huffed, "Thanks"

"Anytime, but care to tell me why she did that?" Aqua wondered. Y/n accepted her things from him, "I don't know, she's just like that. I don't really care much either way, usually I just have to scream at them to leave me alone and they do."

"But that's after they push you around," Aqua mumbled. Y/n shrugged, "That's how things work With dhat being said. Yn turned with her things in her arms and headed off. feeling the boy's gaze on her as she walked away. After that moment, the two began to see more of each other to the paint that they started making plans to hang out and soon enough a relationship formed between the two.

"Who are you texting Aqua-sama?" Honey tilted his head, staring at his friend who had been on his phone for a long time now Aqua signed, putting the device down, "I was texting Y/n, but she hasn't responded in a while. I'm getting worried, those girls have been picking on her more and more recently."

"Have you talked with them?" Honey suggested. Aqua placed his head into his palm, "Yea, but it's this group of them that keeps picking on her. Do you think everything is alright Honey?"

"I'm not the one to answer that, whatever your heart says is what you should do Aqua-sama," Honey said, shoving a piece of cake into his mouth. Taking a deep breath, Aqua thought over his best friend's words before standing up and quickly leaving the room to look for his girlfriend. Walking around the school building, Aqua came to a bunch of deadends not being able to find her, that was until the sound of yelling was heard.

"What the…" Aqua mumbled, heading towards the noise. Turning the corner of the building. Aqua stopped in his place when seeing the scene in front of him. In the form of a circle was the group of girls he was just talking about surrounding his girlfriend, screaming at her as she laid on the floor limp from pain. Aqua widened his eyes, "Y/n…" His throat felt like it was closing up when seeing someone he held so close to him in such a brutal state. One of the girls spoke, "You think Aqua actually likes you? You're so dumb and pathetic, we all know he's keeping you around to mess with your feelings."

"You don't deserve to be with someone like Aqua," Another stated, making the group laugh as she kicked your pained form. Aqua screamed out, "Y/n!" Pushing through the crowd, Aqua ignored the gasps and the shocked faces of the girls only focusing on the girl in front of him. Dropping to his knees, Aqua gently touched her form seeing Y/n flinch from the pain and wounds on her body,

Anger boiled throughout his body as he turned towards the crowd around him who all had worried looks on their faces. Grabbing the main girl who he knew well. Aqua reached for her dress collar and brought her close to his face immediately screaming at her. Aqua had a red face filled with anger, "What did you do to her!"

"Aqua-" I'm The girl tried to speak but her words weren't coming out right. Aqua threw her so the ground, "If you or anyone else ever touches her again, you'll regret it! You hear me!" Looking between the crowd of people, everyone began to run off not wanting to deal with him and his anger. Once eveyone was gone, Aqua turned and softly reached our to his girlfriend picking her up to take her to the nurse.

"Aqua…" Y/n whispered, fluttering her eyes open. Aqua softened his gaze, "Yea, it's me… how are you feeling?" Flinching in pain, Aqua saw his answer rushing over to the nurse to get all of her wounds treated before things got worse. Aqua sat in the chair beside her, "I'm sorry this happened to you, Y/n."

"It's not your fault, you weren't the one who told them to do this," Y/n flinched. Aqua shook his head, holding onto her hand, "I… I just don't want this to happen again. You mean the world to me and when I saw you on the ground… I didn't know what to do."

"There's nothing you can do," Y/n frowned. Aqua hummed, "Maybe there is." Grabbing his phone, Aqua began to type on it, making his girlfriend confused as Y/n watched him work, not telling her what he was doing. Aqua set his phone down, "There, this shouldn't happen again."

"What did you do?" Y/n questioned with a confused look, that was until her phone vibrated next to her. Picking her phone up, Y/n looked at the screen widening her eyes when seeing a new post from her boyfriend who had a loving smile on his face. Y/n turned. "You can't quit the host club?"

"Of course I can, you're my first priority and if my fans want to act out then there's going to be consequences." Aqua explained. Y/n felt tears brinking her eyes, "You… you idiot." Wrapping her arms around him, Y/n brought him close letting the tears fall from her eyes thinking about all of the things he has done for her.

"You know I love you right?" Aqua whispered into her neck. Y/n sniffled, "I love you too, you idiot."

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Patience: ~Starting today, you are a host!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: you're slowly starting to get to know the host club you had just been recruited by, and more specifically the guy that you're supposed to marry, but with a new arrival you may have found a friend to navigate through this together. ➼ what to expect: “don’t you think that was a little harsh?” ➼ warnings: angst if you squint :) enjoy ➼ Prologue | Part 2

The warmth of spring was slowly starting to creep in as you sat in the window of music room three. You were still getting used to spending your free time in a high school host club, especially since host clubs as a concept was new to you.

And then there was Kyoya. Sitting quietly across from you was the guy that one day you were meant to marry, at least according to both of your families. When you transferred to Ouran two years ago you did not expect to meet your betrothed through the leader of the famed 'ouran highschool host club'

You remembered the day that you joined the host club well, a month after transferring and a couple of weeks after meeting Tamaki you did not expect to start your first day as consultant to the host club just to find that the vice-president was the kyoya ootori that you had heard about for most of your life.

Upon meeting you figured that there could be worse people to be engaged to. Kyoya was polite enough, well mannered, but he was strangely disconnected from you.

Even now, catching a glance at him from across the table, you realise that you really do not know that much about him.

"From the looks of things we are low on coffee, I can run out and get some if you'd like? Can have the guests go without" you offered, barely looking up from the book you were reading. Kyoya hummed, giving a somewhat smug smirk that you had expected from him by now. "No need, did Tamaki not tell you? we have an errand boy now"

"Errand boy?" the statement confused you, who would agree to be an errand boy for a high school host club for free? "Haruhi! Could you come over here a second?"

Approaching them was someone you recognised to be the newest scholarship transfer student, Fujioka, you think their name is. Which confused you more since you were pretty sure Haruhi Fujioka was a girl.

"This is Y/N L/N, my fiance and the host clubs consultant" you still haven't gotten used to the introduction. "It's nice to meet you" Haruhi greeted although you and her both know that you had met before. "Likewise"

"Haruhi we are low on coffee, would you mine running out to the shops to stock up" Haruhi nodded wordlessly, seemingly relieved that she may get a few moments peace while she is out buying coffee.

You shot Kyoya a questioning look as Haruhi wandered away. "Haruhi shattered that vase that we were going to put on auction, since we know he cannot pay for it we have given him a chance to work off his debt"

"That's a little harsh is it not senpai?" you knew that in hindsight the vase is not worth any significant amount for nearly any attendee of the school other than maybe Haruhi. Kyoya shrugged, taking a sip of black coffee "I don't see why, I feel that it is harsher to demand he pay knowing that he doesn't have the money"

You may not know kyoya well, but you know kyoya well enough to know that it wasn't worth the argument. "You do know..." he laughed, seemingly reading your mind of where you were going "Yes, I know that Haruhi is a girl" He leaned forward, now leaning down against the surface of the table.

"But Tamaki hasn't put that together yet" you did not know whether or not to be surprised, Tamaki seemingly always had lived in a world of his own, he often did miss out glaringly obvious details. But you couldn't help but feel a slight sense of devious smugness as you realised what Kyoya was doing. What was a little lie of omission if it is victimless?

You laugh a little, looking over to the rest of the members noticing that they were all now fawning over some instant coffee that Haruhi bought.

"Tamaki has seemed to take quite an interest in her regardless, I wonder how he will react when he finds out" Kyoya hummed out a laugh. "I'm not sure, but whatever it is it will be interesting"

You likewise hum in agreement "Indeed, although Ayanokoji does not seem to be incredibly happy at Haruhi's presence" Kyoya's gaze panned from you over to where Ayanokoji was sat seething.

"I suppose I should probably check in on our newest addition, make sure she knows the order of things" He decided, standing up "Good idea, we can't be sat together too long, people will start to talk" You joke, making kyoya laugh as much as he can given his near cold exterior. Somehow your engagement had been kept a secret over the years, which worked to Kyoya's advantage given that he is a host.

"Kyoya" You spoke one last time, causing him to turn back to you "Don't be too harsh on her" Kyoya has a tendancy to casually throw around the power of his family name often, including the secret police that answer to him , and you knew that well.

"For you, my dear, I will" You tried to disguise the blood rushing to his face, he had never called you by any endearments before, in fact he had never treated you with anything more than cordiality. Maybe you were overthinking it, he was probably just playing into the joke that you had started.

You tried to wave it off, you know that he doesn't have any romantic or even platonic interest in you. But there was hope, you just had to be patient with him.

At the end of what must have been a tiring day for Haruhi she flopped down on to a nearby sofa that you happen to be sitting on the other end of.

"They're a lot aren't they?" You try to console her as she tried to wrap her head around what on earth the past few hours had been. "I don't know how you put up with them" You laugh a little "They really aren't that bad, in time you'll come to enjoy their company"

"I did not know that you were engaged to Kyoya" you nodded, placing down your tea cup on the table. "We try to keep it to a need to know basis, I transferred here when I started high school so no one knew me and we figured that since Kyoya is a host it would be better to keep it a secret, the only people who know is the other club members and,well, yourself."

"I suppose that makes sense, if I am being honest y/n, I'm glad that there is someone reasonable around here"

"If I am being honest also Haruhi, I am glad you are here for the same reason, and don't worry, I'll keep your secret if you keep mine"

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intro: we challenge you!

host club au! jjk x fem!reader x ohshc

gojo satoru is the head of jujutsu academy's elite high school host club with his friends: geto suguru, nanami kento, itadori sukuna, shoko ieiri, haibara yu, and of course, their princess manager. what happens when they go up against another elite host club on an exchange event with different schools? let's find out!

a/n: incredibly self-indulgent. i cant decide to do an entire series or collection of one-shots. however, even if i do a series, i'm always open to do an au within au !! lmk if y'all have any ideas and hope you enjoy this one! also it's def ouran vibes with how the scenes work out like nonsensical manners with the petal entrances and random objects appearing out of nowhere

(y/n) was already tired.

she knew the exchange event would triple her work as manager for her dear beloved buffoons and their work as hosts, but she foolishly accepted their offer to go anyway. between scheduling their events, accepting payments for various fan meetings, and then coordinating with both schools to confirm times and clothing - she was ready to retire. pension required and isolation from known society appreciated. at least distance away from the menaces called gojo satoru and itadori sukuna.

for once, to their credit, they weren't fighting each other. damages would be at minimal cost. good for her and jujutsu academy's reputation. although these two were never very concerned about the school's reputation.

and that's why they were about to duke it out with an intensely frivolous blonde-haired second year and what looked to be a very feral set of twins in their first year.

"they look so hot but so scary," murmurs surrounded the two groups.

(y/n) couldn't help but sigh, attention always seemed to follow them as they go. satoru naturally reeled in the girls, which would lead into the rest of the boys and shoko being noticed, ultimately turning it into a free fan-meeting for new potential customers. she wondered how she came to this predicament anyways.

"well, i'll be back. i just need to confirm some things with the head of the event," (y/n) flipped through her clipboard of papers, signing some things off.

"do you need me to come with you?" kento questioned, adjusting his uniform.

she shook her head, "no, i'll be okay. what i need you to do is watch over these buffoons."

both looked at the buffoons in question. haibara and shoko were already taking pictures in front of the flowers. these two that were least likely needed to be watched.

"this place looks so old," satoru complained a little too loud, earning a head shake of disapproval from nanami and (y/n).

"not too loud, satoru. you really should be more polite and humble, even if it looks garish," geto stretched his arms out before placing it behind his head.

"there's no places for shade," sukuna grumbled.

(y/n) pressed her lips together, pulled a parasol out and covered the pink-haired host, "okay, i'll be back. no funny business, kento is in charge."

"who put you in charge? do you have no respect for your president?" satoru seated his head on the top of (y/n)'s head, arms wrapped around her. she can practically see and feel the pout on his face, rolling her eyes.

she grabbed sukuna's free hand, placing the parasol in his hand to hold ("hmph."). she charged her head up, injuring the prince's chin to free herself from his grasp, "well, mr. president, i suppose you would like to go over some paperwork for the event."

"mommaaa, she hit me," he cried to suguru, who just hit the backside of his head.

"we'll make sure to behave, princess. come back safe," suguru waved her off. (y/n) looked at kento who just nodded, knowing that he was the only one she could fully trust. both throwing a thumbs up to each other.

after (y/n) leaving, the rest of the host club wandered around the grounds of ouran. there were multitude of yellow dresses and blue blazers directing other schools and vendors. kento was leading the group, watching yu and ieiri to ensure that they didn't get lost as they indulged in the small events that the ouran students were hosting. he trusted sukuna would keep suguru and satoru in check, mostly satoru.

kento paused in his tracks, hearing squeals behind him, 'there goes the president again.'

"he's so hot!"

"take your glasses off!"

"alright, alright, ladies. there's enough of me to go around," the dramatic movement just to take his glasses off was enough for kento to sweatdrop. the squealing increased tenfold. typically, suguru would line up the girls at their school for uniformity for their president. however, it looked he was preoccupied with his own set of girls. then, sukuna. and there is yet another group of girls.

"honestly, that took a lot longer than i thought," yu said, standing next to kento.

"that was inevitable, girls always fall for them, somehow, someway," shoko twirled her hair around her finger.

"hmm... as long as they aren't causing too much of a ruckus. we should be fine," kento huffed, shaking his head when yu offered him the snack bag that the ouran students were handing out as "freebies." what a word to have.

though, their heads snapped to a sharp gasp next to them.

a blonde with his jaw snapped wide open fainting backwards, only for a pair of orange-haired twins to catch him as he fell back. "boss!"

other than the blonde and the twins, there seemed to be a middle schooler and a taller man. another had glasses, and well, one looked ambigious, feminine-leaning perhaps.

"doesn't the blonde remind you of someone?" yu whispered to them.

"yeah, someone that we know... can't seem to think of who it is" ieiri questioned with yu, thought bubbles practically seen above their heads as they thought long and hard.

"what happened to him, kyoya-senpai?" the feminine-looking one asked.

"it may be due to the fact that his customers have been stolen," the glasses one answered. kento recognized him, kyoya ootori, as his parents frequently invited the ootori family to the quarterly nanami galas as a thanks to the partnership of two families.

"my princesses! how dare they look at another man," the blonde immediately rose from the ground in a familiar way to kento, yu, and ieiri. a dramatic point was directed to satoru, "you, white haired student! have you come to steal my customers?"

"that should be our cue to go to them," kento lightly tapped ieiri and yu's shoulders, signalling them to head towards their members.

the chattering from the female ouran students silenced. it was also as if the red sea parted, a direct showdown line between the two groups.

this is how (y/n) ended up, almost crossing down the half. luckily, she looked up in time to stand with her club, sweatdropping in between. she eyed kento with a 'i thought you had it controlled,' which was responded with a head shake and shrug.

"customers? you called these beautiful ladies customers? what a shame. would never think that you were their prince. who might you be?" satoru pushed his sunglasses back onto his face, causing "aww's" of disappointment from the crowd.

"excuse you, i'm tamaki, the prince of the finest club of this school. the ouran host club, of course," he offered his princely smile and a rose to one of the female student bystander, who squealed and seemed to almost pass out.

"i got it, they're one of the same," (y/n) perked her ears up to ieiri and haibara whispering to each other, raising an eyebrow.

"host club? must have fooled me, there's an entire child in your group," suguru laughed as he directed the attention to the small child with the bunny in his arms, only to raise an eyebrow once he saw the taller one behind him straighten up.

"i assumed these ladies wanted someone mature, refined," sukuna showed his signature smirk to the ladies to his left, some fainting and some reaching for him.

"we are refined, right? men?" tamaki questioned with certainty in his voice.

"well, we offer brotherly love and boy lolita, i'm not too sure if that exactly counts as refined and mature, senpai," the feminine-looking one said.

"additionally, we have female hosts to those who are interested," it felt like lights highlighted (y/n) and ieiri when suguru mentioned their female host services.

"well, we technically also-" the twins' mouth seemed to be tied up by tamaki with a sheepish smile.

"so, really, what is the point of this? we have a whiny prince on our hands that can't accept the fact his ladies are talking to actual elite people, well in terms of taste," sukuna scoffed.

"you're right, kuna, why waste time with this nonsense of a host club when we can entertain the ladies here on the way to our next activity. manager princess, lead the way to where we have to go," satoru winked at the ouran host club before allowing (y/n) to take the reigns as she normally does.

she was too far lost other than knowing if ouran's host club is anything like the one she is in, their pride was certainly on the line. the last thing she saw before she turned around was a defeated tamaki with the twins fanning him, where had she seen that scene before?

"wait, we'll challenge you during this exchange event with whatever there is to offer to see who's the better host club," tamaki called out to them, still kneeling on the ground

gasps were heard from their audience. the jujutsu academy host club (more so the guys, ieiri and (y/n) could care less about a hurt pride) turned and eyed each other, reaching a consensus.

"hmm.. we never back down from a challenge. when and where can we discuss the terms?"

"music room #3, 3 p.m. sharp."

"we'll see you there."

(y/n) surely didn't know what she was getting herself into during this exchange event. everyday was already interesting enough with her own club. though, let's see what happens.

till next time !

intro completed.

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“Let us adore you” Ouran High School Host club x little!reader headcannons

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- Caretakers: kyoya, Mori, Haruhi  

- Flip: Tamaki, Hikaru,  

- Regressor: Kaoru, honey, and you ofc <3 

- Kyoya has a bedtime for every little one there and he always makes sure (or try's his best) to get them in bed at a reasonable time 

- You get so spoiled while your there- like you saw a toy you want? Done. You want snackies? No need to ask sweetheart. You want a tiny space house? Don't worry sweetheart just tell them how you want it and you will get it done.  

- Mori is the best one when its time for bedtime. He will make you a bottle and make sure you have your blanky and stuffie as he rocks you carefully to sleep  

- Tamaki is so big brother coded- like one time you were playing tag outside and you got hurt. He instantly went and picked you up and carried you to a near by chair and put you down while he helped clean up the boo boo 

- The best storyteller there is Hikaru. He makes sure he uses fun books that he can make sounds and funny voices with. He also loves to make up his own stories, he loves adding things like dragons and superheroes (if you like them).  

- Haruhi is the one who always makes sure you get some veggies and fruit in you. They always try to include some with every meal you have. If your feelin fussy that day she makes sure to ask if something is wrong and ask why you dont wanna eat them, also usually ends up making a deal to where if you eat all your food you can get a little treat after. 

- Honey is always up to play! He loves playing tag, building blocks, and tea party's with his stuffies. He makes sure to have stuff you like such as cookies and the tea you like.  

- Kaoru and you together are troublemakers- he loves to pull pranks on the other ones around him so you and him are usually in time out if you do proceed with them.  

- Mori carries a tiny bag with him that has bottles/sipps, a change of clothes, dips (if you need them), pacis, teethers, a stuffie, coloring books, and snacks! 

- Tamaki loves to carry you- it makes him feel like a good big brother sibby. He also gives you a lot of piggy back rides! 

- If kyoya has to work on some papers that day he will hold you in his lap as he dose, he probably puts on some calming music and gets you a drawing pad or some coloring pages to work on beside him. 

- Haruhi is the one who helps you get ready in the morning. She helps you brush your teeth, help you with your hair, helps you get dressed, etc!  

- Kyoya  and mori call you little one 

- Haruhi calls you darling 

- Tamaki calls you bug and cubbie 

- Hikaru calls you his prince/princess, and kiddo  

- And honey/ Kaoru call you sibby  

- Honey loves to take you to the pool, he wears little floaties and pretend to save you from big bad dragons. He grabs a floatie to carry you to safety with. 

- Kaoru he holds you if you get scared (big brother coded-). Are you scared of the lighting and thunder outside? He will give you his headphones to cut out the sound (yes im stealing the idea but its so cute qwq) Are you scared to get a shot at the doctor? Dont worry big brother Kaoru is there to hold your hand! Is the movie your watching to scary? He turns to movie down and holds you telling you  that he isn't gonna let anything happen to you. 

- When you regress around them, they absolutely adore it. They love being there for you and taking care of you. So little one just remembers if you get lost or need to get extra love that day, just stop by music room 3 and i can assure you that you will be taken care of in the way you need <3

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[yanderecrazysie]

all your yan cheater tamaki fics r so good what.

if you hav time, could i request another?

Maybe another ending or something from the blind fic, it could be reader moving on and finding someone else and tamaki gets jealous and tries to bring back their marriage

something like that would be rlly nice 🫂

Of course, my precious anon! This is a bit short, but I had writer’s block and was just happy to get out of that block!

Title: Blind (Part 2)

Pairings: Tamaki Suoh x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing

Summary: You’ve moved on, but Tamaki can’t.

Part 1: here

blind

/verb/

deprive (someone) of understanding, judgment, or perception:

Who is this?

Tamaki took his place in the first booth in the cafe. You liked this place- kind of a mom and pops hang-out that you always took a corner booth at. You would crack open your laptop on the wooden table, settle into the uncomfortable bench, and type away. You would order a drink. A hot one on cool, windy days, a cold one on hot, humid days. You would smile to yourself as you scrolled through websites he could not see. Put in earbuds and watch YouTube videos or anime.

But not today.

Today, you weren’t playing on your laptop alone. No, today there was no laptop in sight. There was a cold drink in front of you (the weather was warm) and a coffee. 

Probably because you weren’t alone.

The guy you were with isn’t as tall as Tamaki, but he has windswept hair and a smile that looks so genuinely happy and carefree. Your arm laid on the table, stretched out towards the male across from you. His hand drew patterns on the back of your hand affectionately as you two talked.

How did he miss this? When and where did you meet this man? Was he another student at Ouran High School? He didn’t recognize him but, then again, he didn’t really pay attention to anyone that didn’t come into music room 3.

He had felt sort of lost ever since disbanding the host club, but he couldn’t bring himself to flirt with other girls anymore. Even when he was faking his affection, he felt like throwing up all over their poofy yellow dresses. 

You were the only girl he had eyes for anymore.

Not that you cared.

Tamaki watched as you tapped your foot to the soft music playing throughout the cafe. He admired your pretty beaded sandals and then let his eyes stray to the ruffled yellow dress that covered your beautiful figure. No jeans or sneakers in sight.

You had dressed up for this guy.

Tamaki’s heart twisted in knots. It was hard to admire you with that bastard sitting across from you. Your breathtaking smile, your unwavering gaze… none of that was meant for the man huddled away at the table near the entrance, spying on an oblivious girl.

You and the male across from you scooted down the bench, swung your legs from under the table, and stood up. Tamaki held his breath, watching the two of you so closely that he forgot to blink. 

Please just be friends or school project partners… Please just be a relative… Please be platonic…

Tamaki’s heart sank lower with every step you took towards this mystery guy. Let it just be a hug…

But life was not on Tamaki’s side. In the moment that you leaned in to lock lips with the other man, he saw a sort of shadow himself kissing another woman. He wondered if your heart shattered into as many pieces as his did.

He felt numb as he stumbled from his chair to the door. “Tamaki?” No- I don’t want her to see me like this.

Tears stung his eyes as he looked back at you with blurry vision. He could barely make out your face, but he imagined you had a victorious smile on your face. Or maybe you didn’t- you were much nicer than he was, after all.

The worst part was he couldn’t even be mad. He didn’t have a right to be. Your parents had canceled the marriage contract.

The marriage contract… Tamaki’s eyes lit up. Your parents had canceled it out of anger, but they had accepted it because of his father’s offer. His father had lowballed, as he often did.

If he offered more… Well, just what price would make your parents get over their daughter’s opinion and see dollar signs?

You’d be upset, sure, and you’d have to give up your new boyfriend. Don’t worry.

I’ll be more than enough for you.

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐢~ ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Kyoya Ootori X afab!Reader

Synopsis: Bothering the shadow king of the Host Club is MC's hobby, after all, she's quite fond of her cool senpai.

Word Count: 629

"Hey, senpai~ Whatcha doin'~?" You poked the shadow king in the cheeks while he does something on his laptop.

"I'm calculating the Host Club's income and expenses this week. And if you don't mind, please stop poking my cheeks." Kyoya replied as he fixed his glasses.

"You're no fun, senpai..." you pouted cutely and slumped back on the couch you and Kyoya are sitting in.

You are actually quite fond of your senpai, Kyoya Ootori. He's just one year older than you. You once met him at a grand party your father was having, he is one of the guests invited along with his brothers and father. While walking mindlessly through the crowded room, you bumped into him. That's how you met him. And fortunately, you were enrolled in Ouran and met him once again. You always hang out with the Host Club every time just to be with Kyoya, what can I say, your crush for him grew every now and then. It's crush at first sight. For you, he is the perfect senpai you could ask for. It's hard to admit, but a certain someone also had a crush on him. At that time, you wanted to kill the woman just to have your senpai to yourself. Typical yandere? Hahaha, but no. You are a kind-hearted girl and would never think of doing things like that. Though, you would get jealous if other girls are with Kyoya. It's a pain to admit that he never notice you that way, no matter how many times you tried to gain his attention.

You sighed then stood up from the seat, Kyoya paused then looked at you with suspicion.

"Where are you going?" he urged.

"To Tamaki-senpai, maybe I can spend time with him," you replied then gave him a smile before walking away.

But before you could take another step, a hand stopped you from moving. You looked over to the shadow king and gave you his usual smile.

"Stay."

"Why?" you inquired, turning to face him properly. "I thought you needed space?"

"Did I say that?"

"Well... not exactly, I just thought so..." you glanced away and rubbed your temple.

"Stay here, okay?" Kyoya said, letting go of your hand.

You smiled slightly, knowing that he would like you to accompany him. You sat back beside him and looked in his computer. Your eyes widened after what you saw. He's been watching a video called 'you are my senpai' as his eyes stared at the lyrics.

You are my senpai

my only senpai

you give me dokis

and shades of grey

you'll never notice me

but I still love you

you're sugoi, kawaii desu ne

You blushed because once, you wrote a letter to Kyoya containing the song.

"I-I-I...." you stuttered, searching for the right words.

Kyoya chuckled with eyes closed, he then closed his laptop and set it aside. You watched his action in confusion. His brownish-black orbs met yours. Your face heat up as your heart slammed against your rib cage.

"And you thought that I wouldn't notice you, huh?" he chuckled then cupped your chin with his fingers.

"I-I thought you only view me as your underclassmen..." you said.

When you said that, Kyoya laughed for the first time. He smiled, not his usual smile that tells you that he's faking it, but a real smile. A smile that contains glee.

"Stupid girl." He then leaned on and kissed your lips.

[e/c] hues widened in surprise as your heartbeat becomes rapid, your cheeks turned another shade darker.

"I also love you, kouhai." Kyoya pulled away and kissed your forehead.

"I love you too, senpai~" 

[earthry]

Working Papas (Mall AU Headcanons)

AU where the emeritus brothers are not papas. Instead, they work in a mall in separate stores. Secondo was originally gonna be a mall cop but I thought it’d be funnier if he worked at a Claire’s.

Primo works at a Bath & Bodywork’s.

He’s a pro at being able to tell what kinds of products you’d like or need just by vibes only.

Can immediately distinguish scents from each other, can tell what a scent is just with one whiff.

He demonstrates a lotion for you, and when your hands touch it’s like it’s meant to be. His hand feels so right in yours.

You swing by often after that, and he always seems to have a new sample for you to try each time— a gift, he says.

When no one is looking he’ll oh so gently hold your hand and press a soft kiss to the back of it.

Secondo works at a Claire’s.

He’s the manager and he hates it.

God to honest tried to get himself fired but only ended up being promoted— Terzo makes fun of him for it all the time and it drives him nuts.

He has a soft spot for children, but unfortunately the mothers that shop there are horrendous.

Spends all his breaks smoking in the back and taking shots from a water bottle of straight vodka.

Okay, maybe the job isn’t so bad— because he meets you. You just like to look at the cute hair accessories and earrings, you didn’t expect for a huge scary Italian man to ask you if you needed assistance.

He actually recommends a few items and you beam when he shows you one that you absolutely adore.

Fuck, you’re adorable when you smile. Yeah, okay. Maybe the job isn’t too bad.

Terzo works at a Sephora or Ulta.

Everyone’s favorite makeup artist; can sell almost any product with enough sweet talk and flirting.

He’s a popular amongst customers and there’s almost always a line for his consultation.

There’s always at least one co-worker who has a crush on him— and you are no exception.

You intrigue him with your wit and humor and how much you tease him back.

The two of you end up making out in front of the Claire’s during break much to Secondo’s disgust.

Yes, you get lots of good deals on makeup and products from him.

Copia works at one of those weeby anime/k-pop stores.

One of those people who have only seen or heard of Naruto and One Piece. If you ask him what k-pop band he likes, he’s only heard of BTS.

Get’s super addicted to pocky after the first time he tries it— it’s very accessible to him because it’s always in stock. He buys a pack or two before going home after each shift. His brothers joke that it’s like a bad smoking habit.

You can always find him re-arranging the stuffed animals, he likes to rotate them so they get turns to sit together and chat. He tells you this when you ask one day and you find it adorable and charming. He looks a little embarrassed but you tell him it’s cute and he gets flustered.

You think it would be funny so you when you confess to Copia, you tell him you have the doki-dokis and he just looks at you all confused and makes Copia Noises as he tries to decipher your meaning. In the end you sigh out: “it means I like you, you idiot.”

He kisses you and Sakura Kiss from Ouran High School Host Club starts playing and you make eye contact with one of his co-workers who ‘eeps’ and ducks behind the counter. “KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE” begins to blast.

[deadmanswilly]

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Welcome Back Drabble Event

Hello everyone! Since I have gotten my blog back and off of being restricted I have decided to do a little Drabble/Oneshot event to get back into writing after literally years of not writing! I’ll link the prompts to request from at the bottom of the page 💙

First I’d like to list of the animes I will write for & then all you have to do is submit with the template below :)

Template:

- Anime & character

- Prompts ( choose up to 2 )

- Type ( just state if you’d like fluff, angst, smut, etc )

- Other (if you like anything added please let me know! )

Animes I will write for -

Naruto

Attack on Titan

Hunter x Hunter

Tokyo Revengers

Tokyo Ghoul

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Prompts