#tamaki x renge

[myinterestsvary-writes]

The fact that they replaced Tamaki in the boy boot camp scenes for fangirl fulfillment with Renge… just talks to me 🤤 one in the same

[myinterestsvary-writes]

this is a minimal reason why they should be shipped. Enemies to lovers gold

y'all I am in tears over this imagine omg

So we know Tamaki was uprooted from his culture, his mother, his country and his language. He had very little time to prepare, and even though he had a private tutor, it's canon he was neither fluent in Japanese nor very cultured when he arrived.

now imagine Renge. Legit threw herself face-first into Japan, decided she was leaving and packed the same day, this violently fanatic weeaboo who only knew Japanese from anime and her computer games, arriving at Ouran and walks into the club

And Tamaki sees her and goes, "SHE'S LIKE ME!"

and everyone else in the club dies on the inside and thinks, there's two of them.

[mysticalstuff]

Ohshc! Reaction to insecurity about money:

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

Haruhi

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

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

Tamaki

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

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

Kyoya

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

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

Honey

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

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

Mori

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

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

Hikaru

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

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

Kaoru

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

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

Renge

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

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

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

[see-the-fandom-imagines]

What’s in it for me?

Chapter 3/?

Chapter 1 Masterlist

Pairing: Kyouya Ootori x Reader Author: see-the-fandom-imagines  Warnings: None at all.  Word Count: 3224 A/N: Next chapter! As explained before I didn’t 100% follow the anime, I also got inspiration from the live action and/or just made up a few things. Hope you still like it~ Let me know if you want to be tagged in the upcoming parts!

The next day you entered the club and the first thing you noticed was that Renge was already there. You groaned and rolled your eyes, you really didn’t feel like putting up with her. Immediately, you started to feel a little bad. She hadn’t done anything to you and yet here you were thinking so negatively about her. Maybe you should give her another chance. “Hey”, you greeted Haruhi and she greeted back. “What did I miss?” “Not much”, she said, “I also just got in, but I feel like they’re up to something.” She pointed at the other hosts standing in a bulk, whispering, and now you saw it, too. Oh-oh. And indeed, it didn’t take long until Tamaki got swept away again, raising his voice loud enough that you could hear him from your position. “So, if Haruhi has a girlfriend around, it could bring out the female within her. Renge's girlish air of tenderness might be able to stimulate Haruhi's own sense of femininity!”, you heard him yell. Haruhi exhaled exasperatedly next to you. “Now is our chance to help Haruhi get in touch with her feminine side! This is an important project, men. She doesn't have any friends in class right now except for these two shady twins. That's no good for her." “Hey, what about me?” You had stepped closer to them and put your hands on your hips. The slight feeling of jealousy was back and your decision to give Renge another chance began to falter. But the hosts barely reacted to your protest. “Well, you’re not really girly either”, Hikaru claimed, shrugging, turning back to the rest of the hosts. “Hey!” Now you were really upset. “You can’t just replace me like that!” Immediately, everybody stared at you, surprised about your emotional outburst, so you quickly talked on, trying to make the whole situation less awkward. “Haruhi has a girlfriend and it doesn’t matter if we play sports or bake cookies, it…” “Yes!”, Renge suddenly exclaimed. “I would like to make some sweets for Kyoya-sama.” Oh no, you had given her ideas. Without missing a beat Kyouya, who had kept in the background until this moment, stepped forward, happy about being able to stop the other hosts scheming and clapped his hands together, giving her a sweet smile. “What an honour that is for me!” He then turned around almost seamlessly, his smile vanished as he was looking at Haruhi and you and his usual serious self protruded. “Isn’t that right, Haruhi? (Y/n)?” You smiled back just as sweetly fake as he had before, but Haruhi stepped past you. “But we’ll have to get permission to use the home economics room, borrow the key…” Haruhi was just as motivated to do this as you were. At least you weren’t alone, but of course, that didn’t stop Kyouya. He stepped between you, placing a hand on Haruhi’s shoulder, talking in a low voice and facing you directly, so that Renge couldn’t see his expression. “I have the key”, he whispered. “What?”, Haruhi exclaimed, while you tried to figure out what this guy wasn’t capable of. “I thought something like this might happen, so I made a copy of every key in the school.” With these words and a superior smile, he pulled out a key ring full of keys out of his pocket. Your eyes widened and for a second you forgot that you were mad at him. This guy was truly something. “Cool”, you whispered, but cleared your throat immediately, not ready to give Kyouya that satisfaction, although you were almost sure he had heard you. Haruhi didn’t seem so happy about it.

Soon, you, Renge and Haruhi stood in the home economics room, wearing aprons and trying to teach Renge how to bake cookies. Still sulking, you kneaded your dough, still mad at the girl from France, who kept burning everything she touched. You knew you should have helped Haruhi saving Renge from her own mistakes, but somehow you weren’t in the mood. Suddenly, a movement caught your eye. Right there in the door you spotted all the hosts, given, minus Kyoya, fawning over the view. What did they think they were doing? You approached the door and no one seemed to notice you, except for Mori, who immediately hid behind the door, but it was too late, you already stood in front of them, raising an eyebrow. You cleared your throat and they all looked up at you at the same time. “I am going to close the door now” you said in cold voice, shutting it in their face to finish baking the cookies in peace. The audacity these guys had inbetween.

An excruciating hour later you walked back into the club, carrying your cookies. Renge went first, then Haruhi and you followed silently, still sulking. You would give these to your aunt later you thought. She deserved a treat. Tamaki was on one of his rants but got stopped immediately by Renge waltzing through. “You’re talking too much, Fake King", she said coldly, without even looking at Tamaki. In every other situation you would have smiled, but that feeling quickly disappeared, when she made her way directly over to Kyouya with her cookies, holding them out to him. “Kyouya-sama”, she caught his attention. You grumbled and placed down your cookies on a table, refusing to watch him suck up to her. “Haruhi-kun and (y/n) have shown me how to make commoners’ cookies.” “How marvelous”, he exclaimed happily. “How marvelous”, you mimicked him, making the twins chuckle. Kyouya acted like he hadn’t heard it, but you noticed his eyebrow twitch ever so slightly. You decided to see this as a win.

Of course where there were cookies, there was Honey. Sweetly he made his way over to Renge. “Can I have a bite?”, he asked with big eyes and looked at the cookies. Immediately, his smile faltered. They were absolutely burnt. “Yours look better”, Kaoru noticed, sitting down next to you and taking one from you. Hikaru took one, as well, placing it into your mouth, before raising your chin with his hand, and biting off the other half. “You still have some crumbles on your face”, Kaoru added, carefully licking off the crumbles of your face. You turned slightly red at the proximity, but couldn’t react, because you heard Kyouya clear his throat, making the twins grin up at him. Why did this feel like a plan? He stepped over to your little group. “Please, don’t forget how important her family relations are to me”, he said, looking at all three in a reprimanding fashion. You rolled your eyes. He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure that’s what’s bothering you”, Hikaru said, slipping off the couch and stepping in front of Kyouya. “Or is it…”, Kaoru started, also getting up, but couldn’t finish his sentence, as he was interrupted by Renge’s loud voice. “You are all too tepid!” The entire host club stopped in their movement. “Every single one of you! Except for Kyouya, all of your characters are lukewarm!” Everybody just stared at her for a while, unsure about how to handle the situation. Your eyes flickered to Kyouya. “Each of you needs to have some sort of dark side, you understand? Girls are vulnerable to handsome young men who are troubled! If you keep carrying on like this it's only a matter of time before the girls get tired of you and stop coming altogether! Are you trying to ruin my precious Kyouya’s business?!” “Business?”, Mori’s dark voice rang out and you shot him a surprised glance. You could hear the hurt in his voice as she suggested that the club was nothing more than a business to him. Mori caught your glance and you tried to tell him with your eyes that you understood. He smiled weakly, and for a second you two bonded without words over the ridiculousness of the situation. But Renge didn’t even care. “As your manager it's my duty to change your character backgrounds! Let’s start with you!” She pointed to Honey. One by one, she went through the hosts. And you felt really bad for them. Whatever movie she was in, she needed to get back to reality. Sighing you leant back in your seat, waiting for her to finish. At least she wouldn’t talk about - “You!” You pointed at your face. “Me?” “You’re the Cinderella of the club!” “The what now?” Confused you looked around the room, but everybody was busy accepting their own new role. “You work hard, every day, being mistreated by the members, when all you want is a rich knight in shining armour.” You took a deep breath, trying not to yell at her, shooting Kyouya a glance that said “if I murder her, it’s her own fault.” You could see a smile appear on his face. A real smile. Not the fake one he had worn the entire time since that girl had appeared. Your eyes widened a little in surprise and your heart beat a little faster. He noticed your sudden surprise and his expression changed to confusion. But you didn't have time or the will to react to this, so instead you tried to collect your thoughts and put your attention on the person in the room you were actually mad at. “So I am the shallow rival?”, you asked almost sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at her, but again she didn’t even listen to you. “A rival in a dramatic love triangle!” Renge continued, grabbing your arm and pulling you next to Kyouya. “You fell in love with my beloved Kyouya, cause how could it be different!” A dark blush crept onto your face. Out of anger or embarrassment you didn’t know. “I’d never –“ you tried to stop her, but she was waltzing over you. “Kyouya-sama, however, has only eyes for his fiancé. Me. Meanwhile, Mori…”, now she grabbed his arm, pulling him on your other side, “…is deeply in love with you.” “That’s not how a love triangle works”, you chimed in, trying one last time to stop her, but she ignored you. “That’s right”, the twins appeared on your sides again. “Now if she would like me”, Hikaru started, tilting your chin up to his face, “but I would be in love with her”, Kaoru tilted your head towards him. Your noses were almost touching. “That would be a love triangle.” “Oh yes!”, Renge shouted, “that is genius!” “Why would you give her ideas?”, you sighed and saw that the twins at least also were embarrassed. They had backed off a bit, but both kept an arm dangling over your shoulders. “We don’t know.”

A few minutes later, Renge had not necessarily calmed down, but at least she was busy making some phone calls to whoever, so you got a bit of peace. You had sat back down at the table you had placed your cookies on to get a bit of rest after that whole ordeal. It was almost time for you to go home, anyways. Carefully, you began wrapping them, when Kyouya stepped next to you, but you didn’t even give him the time to lecture you. “Do I really have to be a part of this?”, you sighed instead.   He eyed Renge from the corners of his eyes, while he grabbed on of your cookies. “Hey!” You wanted to protest, but there was no use. “Do I need to remind you …”, he began speaking, that fake smile back on his face, he wore whenever she was looking at him. You rolled your eyes and didn't even let him finish his sentence. “Fine”, you interrupted him, “I’ll do it”, you said, focusing on wrapping your cookies. “But can you stop acting like that, then, please?” Surprised, Kyouya dropped his smile. “Like what?” He tried to keep his composure. “All those fake smiles and such when you’re talking to me.” You avoided his gaze and focused on your cookies. “That’s not you and I am not one of the girls you need to impress.” You looked up, but couldn’t look him in the eye. “I like you more, when you’re yourself.” With these words you got up and left the room. Kyouya looked after you, thinking, biting off a piece of the cookie he had taken from you earlier.

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Mori stood in front of you. Your gaze went over to Kyouya who stood behind the camera. “Don't be ridiculous, Takashi”, you sneered. “In comparison to everybody else here your family business earns mere peanuts.” You hated yourself for saying these words. Who had written this dialogue again? “You are nothing but the watchdog for…”, you kept on talking, when you suddenly felt Mori’s strong arms around you, pressing you tightly against his chest. Good for the twins, bad for you, Renge had decided that the twins were better off on their own so here you were now. You stiffened, according to the script, waiting for the hug to end. You did feel a little safer in his embrace, though, at least this way you could ignore the three cameras pointed at you. Mori always had something calming about him and you allowed yourself to relax for a second, before whispering “sorry” in a hushed voice that only he would be able to hear, before you pushed him away rather harshly. “You’re nothing to me. I could never love you.” Gosh, this was so not you. Why were you part of this again? But then your gaze found Haruhi behind the camera, who was talking to Tamaki, and you remembered. Ah, right. You focused back on the scene and on Mori who now knelt before you. He actually seemed a little hurt by your words. He was definitely a good actor that much you had to give him. When he spoke his voice was dark and soft as usual. “I can make you happy.” For some reason these words let your heart beat a bit faster, as you looked at the older host and you started to stammer. “Cut, cut, cut!”, Renge yelled, and you shook your head. “Sorry”, you apologized, more to Mori than to her. “I think I just need a break.”

You stepped over to Kyoya, who was scribbling something in his notebook again. “And? Happy with what you’re seeing?” He stopped writing for a second, not seeming to understand what you were saying. “I don’t know what you mean.” He avoided eye contact. Did he think … “Oh!”, you quickly exclaimed, “not that scene. No… I just assumed you are mostly accepting this behaviour because you need new material for your photo books.” He smirked and began to write again. “I really have underestimated you”, he said and you weren’t sure if you should feel insulted or happy about the compliment. You were just about to reply something, when Renge called you over for take two.

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You ran towards the commotion, worried about your friend. The twins had run over to you and told you what had happened and you immediately followed them back to the schene. When you arrived, Tamaki was looking at your friend intently, making sure she was fine. You sighed relieved. That guy really was alright. You stepped next to him, looking down at your friend. “Are you okay, Haru-chan?” Haruhi nodded. Now fully relieved, you exhaled deeply, when Renge’s voice made you tense up again. “Other than Haruhi's contact falling out that was an ideal final scene!” , she exclaimed happily and now you really had enough. Even with the risk of Kyouya murdering you afterwards, you couldn't just let this continue. “Hey”, you yelled at her, “my friend got hurt!” But she ignored you. You swore by god if she’d now make it all about … “All it needs now is a moving narration by my sweet Kyouya!” You had opened your mouth again, ready to give her a bit of your opinion, when a loud crashing sound interrupted your anger. Surprised you looked up to see Kyouya in front of you, having destroyed the camera lense with a big stone in one swift movement. You watched him in awe and you felt your pulse quicken. “I'm terribly sorry”, Kyouya started, ignoring the cries of the camera men, “but I cannot allow there to be any record of a club member engaging in violence. I think you've caused enough trouble around here Renge.” And then he said the one sentence you could have kissed him for on the spot. “Please stop being such a pest.” Took him long enough. You lowered your head, trying to hide your smile at these words. Finally, he was back to normal. Well, whatever normal was for him. And Renge definitely had needed a reality check. Your happiness was short-lived, though, because not a second later, tears started to fall from her eyes. Unsure about what to do you looked her. “A pest?” You reached out a hand to pat her shoulder, and she looked up at you with tear-stained eyes, before she turned back to Kyouya. “But you're supposed to pat me on the head and tell me not to worry! You're supposed to be kind and affectionate Kyouya! Why are you acting so differently now? Tell me why!” “Because that is not the real Kyouya”, Tamaki simply said into the silence. You smiled slightly. He could be really insightful if he wanted. As annoying as he was sometimes, his heart was certainly in the right place. You let your hand sink back to your side and your gaze wandered over to Kyouya. “Thank god it isn’t”, you said teasingly, and he caught your smirk, stepping next to you, while Haruhi confronted Renge. “What are you implying?” “I saw you be nice for two entire days, and it freaked me out, to be honest.” He chuckled. “Well, I told you, her family relations meant a lot to me. Why do you think I allowed all this to happen in the first place? Ignoring the fact that now I will have to pay for the camera lense, too. Should I add that to Haruhi’s debt?” You looked up at him. Somehow you were really relieved he had stopped this madness and was back to his usual, even if slightly scary, self. You knew he had allowed all of this for a reason as usual, but he had also stopped it eventually. He said for the sake of the club, but something told you that this wasn't the full truth. You smiled slightly. He really was intriguing. “Don’t act like the video material hadn’t been saved digitally. I’m sure you’ll recover financially.” And with these words you left his side, to walk over to Haruhi who was actually comforting Renge. Maybe, you should give her another chance. Or at least save Haruhi from the situation.

Again, Kyouya looked after her, a smirk appearing on his face. He watched her kneel down next to Haruhi and Renge, talking and trying to calm down the latter. He scoffed and looked at the stone he was still holding in his hand, throwing it up and down a few times. Getting you into the club had been certainly the most interesting thing that had happened in a long time. 

Chapter 4

[box-of-roses]

*•*•*•* Starring •*•*•*•

Tamaki Suoh

Can You Keep a Secret? -> Hosts react to you after getting anesthesia

Kyoya Ootori

Can You Keep a Secret? -> Hosts react to you after getting anesthesia

Hikaru Hitachiin

Can You Keep a Secret? -> Hosts react to you after getting anesthesia

Kaoru Hitachiin

Can You Keep a Secret? -> Hosts react to you after getting anesthesia

Haruhi Fujioka

Can You Keep a Secret? -> Hosts react to you after getting anesthesia

Renge Houshakuji

Nothing yet, request something

Masterlist

[kakusu-shipping]

Hello !! :)

I just wanted to ask about your opinion on the ship Tamaki x Kyoya (Ouran Highschool host club)

you could also answer for any of the other host club members since I'm curious about those too!

The entire Host Club + Renge, Nekozawa, Kasanoda, Reiko, Mei, and maybe Arai are all a Polycule to Me and any combination of them is Great.

[quillisadoll]

I just so a post about the club loving fnaf so I decided to assign a video game to each character

(might be ooc idk)

Hikaru: I think Hikaru would like something fighting based, maybe something like mk1 or street fighter, and he would be both extremely good and extremely bad at the same time

Karou: Karou would totally be into Minecraft, Hikaru would play with him, they have made many many worlds. (Karou is the builder while Hikaru is the miner)

* note that Hikaru and Karou both love fnaf and make people are are unaware of the jumpscares play it (cough cough Tamaki cough cough)

Honey: Honey would love Kirby, specifically that one where he consumes all of those random objects like a car or a staircase. He would also like Kirby's epic yarn (totally not me projecting) oh he also has an animal crossing world, he has every single ac game!

His fav villager is Merengue :3

Mori: I think he prefers watching honey play more than actually playing himself, he mostly get dragged into playing animal crossing with Honey. If I had to choose a video game for him it would be those tower defence games.

Kyoya: Kyoya also doesn't game much, I also think he would be more into the story than the actual game play. He would love omori, he would totally find the story intriguing, he would kinda be annoyed by combat but he is really story driven and a completionist so he would fight through the combat.

Tamaki: just dance 2016 and fortnight

Haruhi: Haruhi doesn't really care for gaming, the twins bought her a Nintendo switch so they could all play Minecraft together but they don't really play it much. The game they probably play the most is animal crossing.

Renge: it's already cannon that she loves dating Sims but I feel like she also has a animal crossing world, she totally would have Raymond because it reminds her of that anime dude he liked that looks like Kyoya. She's also played ddlc before and Monika gave her nightmares. Oh and she also has a Sims world with all the hosts. She also has a full PC set up and she 100% live streams.

* another note, since so many of them play animal crossing they have a shared world that they all play on! It was Honeys idea!!!

[nekorenge]

Rises The Moon fic snippet

Umehito Nekozawa x Renge Houshakuji

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The man in all black crouched in the school garden, arm extended into the bushes in front of him, his back to the approaching girl. Upon hearing her hesitant footsteps, he turned to face her and stood, putting his hand into his pocket.

“Ah, Renge… I was hoping you would meet me.”

“What were you doing in the bushes?”

“Oh… I saw a cat. I was trying to beckon it out.” He scratched his neck, embarrassed.

Her heart melted a little. “...Well, be careful for thorns, there are rose bushes around here.”

Indeed there were roses. Blooming black roses dotted the well-maintained landscaping.

[CONFESS TO HIM]

[ASK WHY WE MET HERE]

Renge’s eyes were tinged red from hours at her game. The newest addition to the Uki Doki Memorial series had to be one of their finest, and the new characters immediately captivating. Luckily, it was available on her handheld console, so she didn’t even have to part with it at school. Curled up on a couch all to herself towards the back wall of Music Room 3- ‘overseeing the Host Club’, she had unconvincingly claimed- she was hours deep into a staring contest with the machine that was about four inches from her face, and loving every second of it.

No one dared bother her or they would certainly invoke her wrath. Honey-senpai already tried to pass her a plate of strawberry shortcake out of naive goodwill and got spooked by an enraged Medusa. Only she could break herself from this spell, and why would she want to?

The sound of crashing and a sudden shriek rang throughout the room.

…Okay, maybe she would break away, if only for a second.

She peered up over her game console, to meet the gaze of surprised aquamarine eyes from across the room.

There was also Tamaki, who was sprawled on the floor, a panicked expression still blatant on his face. Next to him was a small wooden side table, its contents wasted and shattered on the tile flooring.

Looming, standing above him was Nekozawa, who seemed to have been gently antagonizing the superstitious man beneath him.

But where a Cheshire Cat grin might have been resting on his lips before, it was gone. Instead, he had caught Renge’s eye as she peered over her game, his face unreadable.

Just behind him, on the wall, the dark wooden door to the Black Magic Club was ajar. Had it always been on that wall? Had it been there minutes ago? These were questions for another time.

The twins took this moment in time to encircle Suoh, grinning wide as they teased him for his fearful reaction to the sudden appearance of the Black Magic Club leader. He sputtered and attempted to shoo them away.

Meanwhile, Renge lowered her gaze to re-engulf herself into the world of Uki Doki Memorial, until…

Nekozawa was headed towards her, avoiding eye contact.

The rest of the club was distracted, continuing to playfully bicker amongst themselves and tease the flustered Tamaki who had now righted himself and brushed off the shattered ceramic. And yet at the same moment, the cloaked man traversed to the back corner of the club room.

Curious, she lowered her game console.

When he reached her, he laughed, a mix between his usual creepy one and one that betrayed his nerves, before clearing his throat and cautiously explaining, “Kirimi… has been asking after you. She has quelled my dark magic long enough to compel me to ask if you might come to our estate to read with her as soon as you can.”

She pulled her game back up just a bit higher, “reading” the in-game dialogue, feigning indifference.

“Hrm, I’ll consider it for Kirimi but I don’t know if I want to come over to your haunted house.” She gave him a pointed look, nose wrinkling.

“Miss Houshakuji, please consider it. You have no idea her wrath. I have not known peace…” he elaborated, a slight desperation in his voice, hand on the arm of the sofa and slightly bent at the waist to be at her eye level. Even his puppet looked exasperated. He lifted an arm slightly to reach within his robes and obtain a small envelope, held closed with a messy pink wax seal. He held it towards her with a furrowed, embarrassed brow.

She lowered her video game and took the envelope by an end. Bowing his head in acknowledgement and gratitude, he straightened up before whisking his cloak around him like a classical vampire and abandoning the club room.

Across the room, the King of the Host Club had his fingers over the backrest of a sofa as he continued to peek at the back corner of the club.

“This is no good.. two dark and powerful beings combining forces like this can only bring trouble, I’m telling you…” he muttered.

“I think you’re the only one here that needs to be worried, boss.”

“Yeah, after all, they’d have some reason to come after you, what with her grudge and you almost stealing his sister.”

“Gah!! You really think so?! Kyoya! We must intervene!” Tamaki stiffened, panicked at the twins’ words.

“With all due respect, I really don’t see what we would need to interfere with here or why.”

Oblivious to the suspicious whispers and panicked words about the mysterious letter passed between the Black Magic Club Leader and the Host Club Manager, Renge had the sealed envelope tucked neatly in her dress pocket and was once again fully absorbed in her game.

[cherryblossompink303]

Patience: ~Attack of the Lady Manager!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: A girl weaves her way into the host club looking to steal your life, starting with your job and moving to your fiance ➼ what to expect: "believe it or not I'm not the heartless person you think I am" ➼ warnings: renge? angst ➼ Part Three | Part Five

“Oh, Tamaki, my dearest Tamaki, why are you so beautiful?”

Tamaki smirks softly, “I’m hoping to catch your eye, even for just one second.” Tamaki apprises elegantly.

“And why is your voice so very sweet and mellow?” a different guest, this time.

“To set your nerves at ease, so that my true feelings might reach your heart.” the response is almost immediate, practiced.

“Why are your eyes filled with tears every time you look at me?”

Teary eyed, even now, “Because the sight of your beautiful smile causes the fountain inside me to start overflowing.”

“Oh, Tamaki~!”

You shake your head through a laugh as you watched Tamaki carries out his usual spiel "Do you ever wonder how on earth Tamaki comes up with this stuff?" You think allowed.

Kyoya hums in agreement, not looking up from his notebook. "he always has had a natural affinity for this kind of stuff, although I must admit some particular lines he comes up with I will never understand where he pulls them from"

"Hello Kyoya, I can't get over how great you look in that Kimono" two guests appear next to where the two of you were sat "Are you planning on releasing anymore picture books of the host club?"

"Unfortunately we don't have anything planned at present ladies" The guests move on with a pout "Oh, Kyoya!" You joke, faking to fawn over him, raising your hand to your forehead "If I didn't know better I would think you a guest"

"You wish, I'm afraid you're obligated to give me your time for free" I taunt, returning to going over the clubs events calendar for that month. "What do you think?" handing over the calendar for him to confirm whether or not it's in line with the club's budget.

Kyoya's face lights up at the sight of the calendar, scanning over its contents "This is...really good...you do a much better job than Tamaki at organising this stuff"

"Really?" kyoya seems lost in thought for a moment, smiling a little at the page "Yeah..."

"Looks like the host club has a brand-new guest." the two of you look up to find a girl hiding in the doorway catching the attention of the hosts.

the twins appear suddenly in front of her, Kaoru offering her a rose.

“Come on in, what are you waiting for?”

“Watching from afar is no fun.” Hikaru presents her with another rose.

Where they got the roses? No one could ever tell.

“Please, Miss.” they insist, leaning forward ever so slightly. The girl makes a small sound of surprise.

“Stop that, how many times do I have to tell you to be more courteous to our first-time guests?” Tamaki presents her with yet another identical rose.

“Please, you don’t have to be afraid, my princess.” Tamaki caresses her chin with his finger, she seems afraid despite his affirmations, “I welcome you to the Ouran Host Club.”

The girl’s hand flies across Tamaki’s cheek as she shoves him away, “No! Don’t touch me! You’re phony!” She screams.

The entire host club observes with a collective gasp, wide eyes watching the scene unfold.

Tamaki staggers from the impact and covers his reddening face with his palm, “What do you mean I’m phony?!” He panics, his voice muffled.

“Just what I said! You’re phony! I find it hard to believe that someone like you is the prince character of this host club!”

Tamaki back-peddles from her accusing finger and loud volume with panicked breathing, to which you flinch at gently.

“You shouldn’t go spreading your love around so easily like that, you stupid! You must be a dimwitted narcissist! You’re incompetent! You’re a commoner! You’re disgusting!”

One strike after another to Tamaki’s ego, and he finally keels over.

He’s created a new technique!”

“One man slow-motion!”

You stand over Tamaki, just slightly in front of Kyoya, who seems deep in thought.

“I don’t suppose… you are…?”

Kyoya doesn’t get to finish his thought before the strange girl is gasping with a high pitch, her eyes welling up with tears and her face morphing into amazement.

“It’s you, Kyoya!” She shrieks, shoving you roughly out of her way, to which you grunt as Haruhi catches you by both arms.

“What on earth-?”

The girl forces herself into Kyoya’s arms in a strangling embrace, her face buried into his kimono.

“Oh, how I’ve longed to meet you! My one and only prince charming!” she squeals obnoxiously.

You stood stunned slightly off the side, having no idea what was going on, your breath hitching in your throat as you make eye contact with Kyoya in a mutual glance of helplessness.

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“Your fiancé?" Hikaru questioned

"Kyoya-Senpai?” Kaoru following soon behind.

You sat in the corner of the room watching everything unfold, you did not know what to think. Was there something that you hadn't been told? Did your father break off your engagement? Had Kyoya been arranged to marry another? Surely you wouldn't still be in Japan if that was the case.

You look off to your left as you realise that Tamaki is sulking in a similar fashion to you. "Why is he sulking?" Hikaru questioned

"Because mommy kept a secret from daddy" Kaoru answered teasingly. "Whatever. Why does everyone refer to us like we're husband and wife?" Kyoya asked, gaze slowly being adverted as his attention was slowly being pulled to you, sat at a table in the corner having a cup of coffee by yourself.

"Ours is a story of love at first sight!” Renge announces, fawning over the 'memory' which was when you caught on that something even weirder was happening, Kyoya could have another arranged fiance but if you knew one thing it was that Kyoya was not in love.

“I couldn’t resist the way you were adoring those flowers in the backyard when you thought no one else was looking! And how sweet it was when you reached out to that poor little injured kitten!”

“Are you serious? Could you have the wrong person?” You gesture violently to Kyoya standing adjacent to you, clearly not the man she was describing.

“No way! I could recognize my love anywhere!” Renge near screams in your face. Kyoya staring blankly next to you

“He’s a gentleman who’s kind to everyone but doesn’t ask for anything in return! He likes solitude but, in fact, sometimes he gets lonely!”

"Okay now I know we aren't talking about the same person" You chimed in, not expecting Kyoya to shoot you what may have been the first look of hurt that you had seen off of him.

"He looks like the star of the dating sim Uki-Doki Memorial! You’re my real life Ichijo Miyabi!” Renge finally squeals out, allowing the hosts to realize she was delusional, erasing their confusion.

“Oh, alright. She’s delusional.” Your expression relaxes when you realize that Kyoya isn’t hiding a secret fiancé behind everyone’s back.

“Uki-”

“Doki-”

“OTAKU!” Tamaki screeches in panic.

“OTAKU?!” Hikaru gasps in astonishment.

“I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE!” Kaoru wails.

Kyoya’s now seated on the same sofa, once again, deep in thought.

“I get it now, you’re in love with that character. You’re projecting that love onto me and somehow deluded yourself into thinking that we’re engaged.” Kyoya explains as Renge skips around behind him with obnoxious squealing.

“I assume this Miyabi character probably wears glasses as well.” On cue, Kyoya adjusts his glasses.

“So she… made it up? You’re not really her fiancé, right?” Tamaki holds his breath in hope.

“Well no, I don’t ever remember asking for her hand in marriage.” Kyoya shrugs “Besides, this is the first time I’ve ever met the woman.” Kyoya crosses his arms casually.

You stood with you arms crossed behind the sofa he was sat on "...Not to mention you're already engaged?" you pointed out the obvious.

Renges frolicking came to a grinding halt "Already...engaged?" you did not know whether or not you should shatter this illusion of hers. "Yes! y/n and kyoya-senpai are engaged!" Honey chimed in with no regard for the consequences.

"You!" Renge screamed in your face "What do you know about MY Kyoya? He doesn't deserve you! He's going to marry me!" she rambled at a hundred miles a minute. You exchange a concerned glance with Kyoya.

"Uh...I..." She seemed to quickly forget about you, jumping in front of Kyoya . According to my research, I understand that you’re in charge of managing the club, is that true, Kyoya?”

“That’s right! Kyo-Chan is our director!” Honey confirms.

“You’re the club’s director? That’s perfect! Oh wow, I’ve always wanted to wear a sandwich board to advertise a business!” Renge squeals.

“We… don’t advertise, we’re just a host club.” you point out, becoming increasingly bothered at her presence. Ignoring you, Renge spins with determination, “I’ve made up my mind! From now on, I’m gonna be the manager of this host club!”

You paused, getting increasingly frustrated at her presence, but before you go to tell her that you're already the manager Kyoya grabs your upper arm, leaning in to whisper "The Houshakuji family are incredibly good friends with both of our fathers, we just have to play into this for a while until I can figure something out"

"You're okay with this?" You question, raising an eyebrow "I'd rather not but believe it or not I'm not the heartless person you think I am, I can play it off for a while" You didn't expect Kyoya to throw your words back in your face, leaving you stunned.

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“I thought about it a lot last night, and maybe having another lady manager isn’t such a bad idea.”

“Here we go.” you roll your eyes at Tamaki’s assessment.

“Why do you say that?” The twins urge.

“Well, it’s fairly obvious, isn’t it? Renge just transferred into the same class as Haruhi. So, if Haruhi has a girlfriend around, it could bring out the female within her. Renge’s girlish air of tenderness might be able to stimulate Haruhi’s own sense of femininity!”

"I swear it's like I don't exist sometimes" You mutter looking around to see if anyone else was going to call it out, Haruhi laughs a little "You'd think that given that I need to not let people know I'm a girl he wouldn't want me to gain more femininity."

“Now is our chance to help Haruhi get in touch with her feminine side! This is an important project, men. She doesn’t have any friends in class right now except for these two shady twins. That’s no good for her.” Tamaki urges. “Like you have room to talk.” The twins tilt their heads.

“Hey everyone!” Renge soon enters the room much to your dismay. “You’ll be happy to know that your new manager, Renge, has baked all of you some cookies!”

Tamaki fawns over the act “Isn’t she ladylike? I’m so moved by your generosity!” she swoons.

“I didn’t bake these cookies for you, you phony prince.” she denied him, Tamaki returns to sulking in a corner.

Renge plants herself in front of Kyoya, “I’m sorry I burnt them a little bit. I did the best I could.” she stares up at him with wide heart eyes.

“And I already know what you’re going to say. Oh, you’re always so sweet to me, Kyoya!”

Honey tries a cookie near you, “She wasn’t kidding, these cookies really are burnt.” He grimaces.

Mori appears behind him, “Don’t eat that Mitsukuni, it’s bad for you.” he informs. Renge, enraged, chases them around the room noisily. “She’s scaring me!” Honey cries, carried by Mori as they flee from Renge’s raging rampage.

On the other side of the room the twins sit scheming, Hikaru whispering to Kaoru "Have you noticed that y/n and Kyoya haven't said a word to each other all day?"

Kaoru looks over to the two of you, a noticable distance in between "I can't imagine that she is too happy with Renge coming in and trying to steal her life"Hikaru adds on"And Kyoya seems way too complicit with it all"

As if they shared a mutual light bulb moments the two of them exchange smug smirks as they get an idea "We should push them in the right direction"

Hikaru approaches you to take the cookie that you had just picked up from your hand and puts back into your mouth, lifting your chin with his fingers.

“May I try?” he bites into the cookie while still in your mouth. Your cheeks flush as half the cookie is still perched between your lips, unsure of where this came from.

This managed to grab Kyoya's attention, looking up from his notebook for the first time of the day.

Kaoru slides a hand behind your neck, “Uh oh, y/n, you’ve got crumbs on your face.” His tongue slides out and streaks across your cheek to lick up the crumbs. You whimper and squint your eyes shut at the proximity, hoping that whatever the twins were doing would end soon.

Kyoya’s grip on his pen tightens as Tamaki emerges from his corner in a fury.

“Did you see what they just did?!” Tamaki screaches and points at the twins. “He took a bite of the cookie while it was in her mouth! And then the other one licked her face! What are they doing?! I told you those shady twins can’t be trusted! They’re trying to seduce her!”

You rub your cheek gently “You know you could have just told me and I would’ve wiped it off.” your face contorting in disgust. You look to Hikaru, “And if you wanted to try one, there’s plenty here.” You gesture with the bag of cookies.

Tamaki takes a sharp intake of breath, sounding similar to a snort, grabbing your face urgently, “That’s not the way you’re supposed to react, y/n! You have to stay strong and reject them, then casually brush them to the side! Do you understand?!”

“This is sexual harassment, Tamaki.” You snort, crossing your arms.

“SEXUAL HARASSMENT?! If that counts as sexual harassment then they’re twice as guilty! Someone call the police!”

“Cut it out, Boss, we’re sorry!” The twins plead,the fear of god being sent into them.

Renge watches the scene with a scowl. Honey approaches her cautiously.

“Renge-Chan, Renge-Chan! Want some? It’s milk.” He presents her with a pink cup with a bunny imprinted on the side.

Renge ponders a moment, “Lukewarm…”

“Huh?”

“Every single one of you! Except for Kyoya, all of your characters are lukewarm! Each of you needs to have some sort of dark side, you understand? Girls are vulnerable to handsome young men who are troubled! If you keep carrying on like this, it’s only a matter of time before the girls get tired of you and stop coming altogether! Are you trying to ruin my precious Kyoya’s business?! As your manager, it’s my duty to change your character backgrounds! Let’s start with you!”

"Change their character backgrounds? They're people not video game characters" you spoke up. Renge paused, slowly turning to face you with a look of horror "GET OUT!" she screams.

Your eyes widen, taken aback a little, you go to reply but in doing so you make eye contact with kyoya, silently reminding you of why you can't offend Renge "Fine. I'm just going to go" You can hear Honey calling after you as you leave the host club.

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How you ended up on the movie set you have no idea, the last thing you wanted was to be was around Renge or even Kyoya, but somehow since you are part of the host club officially you have to be on set for insurance reasons.

You ended up standing behind Kyoya as the two of you watch Haruhi play out a scene "You know she won't stop right?" The words come out before you get the chance to stop them. Kyoya hummed in question, turning around to face you. "The longer that you play into this fantasy shes created the more that shes going to believe its real, she wont stop by herself"

Kyoya paused, thinking it over "We've spoken about this, if we offend her-"

"Her taking offence and her father taking offence are two different things, our families are close enough for him to know that you already have an engagement he will understand" you wanted to point out that it was likely her father already knew about her delusions but that was by the by.

Kyoya looked at you pointedly "You really don't like her, do you?" you roll your eyes "I- Not really, but it's beyond that really, i... of course I know that she can't just break the deal between our parents but if that ever happens I have to leave Japan...and I just don't want that to happen"

Kyoya can tell that there is a little more to that story but he figures that it's for another time. The two of you look over as the movie set goes haywire "I know you don't care either way...but I need this deal as much as my father does"

"She doesn't have that much sway" he dismissed, waving you away "You really do not care do you?" the question caught him off guard, his eyes widening in shock before quickly pulling himself together "What do you mean?"

"If Renge carries on as she is, the host club is gonna be torn apart, she's already taken over, I've been pushed out so there's no need for me to be around anymore. Honey's on verge of a breakdown because this new persona she's given goes completely against who he is. i know you only do something if it benefits you but I am asking you just this once to at least pretend like you care"

Kyoya fell silent, looking out at how miserable the club members are , he wants to tell you that he does care, that he doesn't want the club to get torn apart or the engagement to breakdown, but he can't bring himself to.

As an argument breaks out on set Kyoya walks away without another word, grabbing a rock off the ground before smashing the camera lens. "no! what did you do to my camera?"

"What? Is something wrong?" Renge asks innocently.

"I'm terribly sorry but i cannot allow this to go on any longer, this movie paints the host club in a bad light and frankly the position you are trying to take was already filled long ago."

You didn't expect Kyoya to take such a drastic action but it made sense right up till he mentioned you. Why?

"I think you've caused enough trouble around here Renge. Please stop being such a pest"

Renge breaks out into tears "A pest? But you're supposed to pat me on the head and tell me not to worry! You're supposed to be kind and affectionate Kyoya! Why are you acting any differently now! Tell me why!"

"Because that's not the real Kyoya" Tamai chimes in, Renge gasps, breaking down before him. "Does it really matter?" Haruhi asks, appearing in front of her. "Who cares if Kyoya is a little different than you expected him to be. Take a good look at the person inside, and get to know him little by little. It’s a lot more fun that way.”

You lock eyes with Kyoya, realising that why he hadn't noticed how much you cared, you didn't either. Kyoya doesn't show feelings, you know that, but he is kind, just in his own way. If he wasn't he wouldn't have sat with you at the ball, or help you in the clinic, or step in.

Maybe you needed to start following Haruhi's advice.

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Hello, ladies, come on in.” Tamaki encourages from his position with the other hosts on the sofa.

“I bought the video of that film you made!”

“I bought it too!”

“And so did I!”

“Huh?” The host club choruses in confusion as the girls fawn over the professionally produced film.

“That scene in the rain was just phenomenal!”

“I love the lonely prince!”

“And the loving relationship between Hikaru and Kaoru is so sweet!”

“I couldn’t get enough of Haruhi’s poignant expression!”

Tamaki’s hair covers his eyes with a prominent frown. “Kyoya?” He grumbles, not needing to say much more to elicit a response from said host, throwing his head back to where the two of you were sat on opposite ends of a sofa.

“I may have broken the camera’s lens but the footage that we had already shot wasn’t damaged. Naturally, I did cut out that last scene. Sales have been pretty good so far, that Hollywood film crew did a fantastic job. But then I guess, that’s to be expected.”

You laughed under your breath, shaking your head, glad that the host club was back to normal now. "Something amusing?" He asked, looking over to you. "Nothing"

the two of you fell into a comfortable silence before you speak up once more "I should thank you, for shutting down Renge" you eventually concede. "It was no problem, besides, you are a much better manager than she was"

You hummed back, watching Tamaki have another breakdown "I don't know why I thought she could actually replace me, I don't know what you guys would do without me sometimes" he laughed.

"Indeed"

Next time on patience 'The Twins fight!'

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Lavender for Royalty; Sage for Wisdom (Book 1) Chapter Five

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Chapter Five: Bluebell for Humility

Summary: Renge taking control of the Host Club goes as well as (Y/N) expected.

            With a few roles assigned by Renge, the production of the first Ouran Host Club Movie came into being as the hosts “became” their new personalities.

            “Hitachiin is Ouran’s ace!” cheered the guests as Hikaru and Kaoru played basketball.

            “Who made that shot?”

            “Hikaru, Kaoru?”

            “Who cares? They’re both spectacular!”

            “Here’s a towel, Kaoru,” said a girl shyly.

            “Thanks, but I’m Hikaru,” said Hikaru.

            “I’m sorry, I didn’t…” the guest trailed off.

            “No sweat. I’m used to it,” said Hikaru, expression tired. A whistle blew in the game, and Hikaru jumped up from the bench. “Kaoru!” His brother lay on the ground, holding his knee tightly. “Get the stretcher! Take him to the doctor!” Hikaru knelt by Kaoru’s side as he was pulled onto the stretcher.

            “The game’s still on. C’mon, Hikaru,” said another (hired) boy to Hikaru. “Hikaru, I said—”

            “Shut up,” said Hikaru, kneeling beside Kaoru still.

            “Hikaru,” said Kaoru. He reached up to Hikaru. “It’s okay. We can’t share everything. It’s my pain…and your game. Go on.”

            “Kaoru,” said Hikaru softly. “I-I can’t…It hurts. It hurts so much. It’s not your pain, it’s ours! If no one understands, too bad! We have each other. We’re here for each other…that’s how it is.”

            Somehow, they ended up outside during that entire speech, and rain was pelting down on them.

            “I envy you two.” Out of nowhere, Tamaki appeared, soaked in rain. “Never alone, supporting each other.

            “But Tamaki, you’re every student’s idol,” said Hikaru.

            “Idol, huh?” said Tamaki, scoffing. He sighed. “If that’s all the praise I get is about…then I’m probably better off alone.”

            The scene switched to Haruhi leaning against a tree, looking up at Mori and Honey.

            “End of the line, pauper,” said Honey. “Remember, when you go up against me, this is what you get?”

            Haruhi gazed up in fear at Honey (which was a feat since Honey was so short).

            “You must stop.” Mori, a terrible actor, spoke monotonously. “For to hurt others…is to greatly hurt yourself.”

            “Don’t question my actions, Takashi,” said Honey. “My next scolding may be more…severe. There are those who must learn their place.��� Honey kept his dark expression in place. However, his expression faltered as he gazed at Haruhi. “Waah!” Tears welled in his eyes, and he jumped at Haruhi to hug her. “I’m so sorry, Haru! I won’t be mean anymore!”

            “That’s not in the script!” shouted Renge, glaring from her director’s tray. “You must stick to the script! And don’t just recite the lines, put some feeling into it! Okay, everyone, take five! And make that rain melancholier!”

            The film crew gave her some thumbs-up. “Yes, ma’am!”

            “Straight from Hollywood, it appears,” said Kyoya.

            “Oh, good, my humiliation will be in perfect resolution,” said (Y/N), shaking their head with a sigh.

            “Rich fan girls…” said Haruhi. “We went from character revisions to a small movie project.”

            “I think she said something about opening footage,” said Hikaru.

            “She’s making the movie version of ‘Uki Memo,’ ” said Kaoru.

            “Aha,” said everyone. It all made sense now.

            “Ah, this is dumb,” said Kaoru, huffing. “What’s with us playing basketball, anyway? And getting drenched by the rain?”

            “This can’t be worse than my scenes,” said (Y/N), sighing.

            “What happened during them?” asked Haruhi. She and the others were working on their scenes, so they hadn’t seen it.

            (Y/N)’s cheeks warmed, and they coughed. “I am not Tamaki.”

            “That bad, huh?” said Haruhi, chuckled.

��           (Y/N) sighed. Flirting so forwardly, even just for a film, was not their style. They were friendly, yes, and liked to make people feel nice, but the forwardness they had to exhibit for this film? No thank you.

            “Haruhi, (Y/N)! What did you think of my acting?” said Tamaki excitedly.

            “It was, uh, fascinating in a way,” said Haruhi.

            “You’re very good, Tamaki,” said (Y/N). They were being honest, too. It was a bit dramatic, but that was Tamaki’s style.

            “Well, I’ve discovered a new personality facet!” said Tamaki excitedly. “And I think I might go with it for a while.”

            “Really?” Haruhi looked up at him and blinked. “Seems to me you’re okay just the way you are.”

            Haruhi looked straight again, not seeing how Tamaki’s face blossomed a violent red. (Y/N) smiled to themself.

            “I suppose…you could be right,” said Tamaki.

            “Haruhi! Would you come over here, please?” said Renge.

            “Sure, what’s…” Haruhi rounded the corner and trailed off as she saw two tall classmates standing in front of her. (Y/N) peeked around the corner curiously and frowned.

            “I would like these students to appear in our production,” said Renge brightly. “Could you fill them in?”

            Haruhi sweat-dropped, and (Y/N) frowned. These were D-Class students, which could be the children of yakuza members who had the money for Ouran but not exactly the class… (Why they were allowed in, (Y/N) would never understand. Rich people were a strange group). Undoubtedly, Renge had chosen them for this reason since they were D-Class. (Y/N) disapproved.

            “What’s up?” said the boys.

            “We need villains in this piece! And these two will be perfect. They’ll harass our heroes, who will unite to stop them! That will affirm their friendship!” said Renge, grinning fiercely.

            “Renge, I don’t think—” began Haruhi.

            “Hey, we’re not villains!” The two boys looked horrified at the notion (good for them). “We’re swell guys!”

            “In the spectacular ending, Kyoya’s moving words will persuade even the worst elements of the school to be nice and act right!” said Renge excitedly.

            “Renge, you can’t tell order people around because you think they fit a profile,” said (Y/N). “Their relative status doesn’t say anything about them.”

            “I’m sure there’s a point in all that,” said Renge, moving on in a moment. “But never mind.” She took the arm of one of the boys and pulled him towards the stage. “You just come over here and—”

            “Cut it out!” shouted the boy. “Don’t think you can push us around just ‘cause you’re in A-Class!” He shoved Renge towards the scaffolding of the lights.

            “Renge!” (Y/N) caught her before she hit the metal. Instead, (Y/N) took the hit, and their shoulder crashed into the poles. Instantly, pain blossomed in their shoulder, and they winced. They stood shakily, holding their shoulder awkwardly.

            “Oh, my!” said Renge.

            “(Y/N)!” said Haruhi, eyes widening. She went to (Y/N)’s side, concern written on her face. “Are you alright?”

            “Yeah,” said (Y/N), but they winced as they spoke.

            “Haruhi? We heard a—” Tamaki’s eyes widened as he saw Haruhi holding (Y/N) as they grimaced through their discomfort.

            Kyoya’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and Mori was instantly looming behind the boys, who flinched. Hikaru and Kaoru glared at them, and Honey even looked serious.

            “Which one of you did this?” said Tamaki, protective as ever of his friends.

            “We…We didn’t do anything…much…” said the boys nervously.

            “Would you like to be expelled?” said Kyoya, stepping forward. His glasses glinted. “Or do you plan on acting properly?”

            The boys paled. “We’re-We’re sorry.”

            “Teacher, two guys from D-Class are causing trouble,” said the twins, pretending to call a figure of authority.

            The boys grabbed one another and ran before anyone else could threaten them.

            “Are you alright, (Y/N)?” said Kyoya, looking at (Y/N).

            They nodded. “I think just bruised.” They rolled their shoulder slightly.

            “Wow.” Renge spoke as she watched the Host Club band together to take care of one of their own. “Camera! Did you get all that?!” She looked at her film crew anxiously.

            “Yep, in the can!” confirmed the team.

            “That’s it, then!” said Renge excitedly. “That’s just what I’m after! All we have left is to shoot is Kyoya’s moving—”

            Crash.

            Kyoya smashed a rock through the camera of the crew with not an ounce of care or emotion in his face. The film crew let out a cry, and Renge’s eyes widened.

            “All the footage! It’s ruined! My camera!” cried he cameraman.

            “Kyo…Kyoya…” said Renge in shock.

            “Sorry to be abrupt,” said Kyoya coldly. “But I cannot permit recordings of our members behaving this way. In fact, this whole business has been a very great bother. Time to wrap it up.”

            “But…why?” Tears sprang to Renge’s eyes. Her lip quivered. “Kyoya would pay my head and say, ‘Don’t worry about it.’ Kyoya would—”

            “Nah,” said Tamaki. “That’s not our Kyoya.”

            “Not to say it wasn’t kinda fun,” said Kaoru.

            “Yeah. Love arises for unfathomable reasons,” said Hikaru.

            “But for a true relationship, you need to get to know a person,” said (Y/N).

            “Seeing someone for who they are…that’s real,” said Haruhi.

            “I see…” said Renge quietly. “I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner.”

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            (Y/N) sighed as they twisted and pressed the ice packet to their shoulder. Wincing, they had to drop their arm. Every time they turned, it aggravated their bruised shoulder, which made treating it difficult.

            “That won’t work.”

            (Y/N) turned to face the door of the room the Host Club used to store props and costumes. Kyoya walked in and held out his hand.

            (Y/N) silently handed over the ice pack and turned back around. Kyoya raised it and pressed it against their shoulder. (Y/N) winced, and Kyoya relaxed the pressure slightly.

            “Thank you,” said (Y/N), smiling over their shoulder at Kyoya.

            “I allowed Renge to have her fun for too long,” said Kyoya. “One of my best hosts got injured. I can’t have that.”

            “It’s barely a bruise,” said (Y/N). “It won’t keep me down.”

            Kyoya pressed slightly with the ice, and (Y/N) winced. “And yet it is clearly affecting you.”

            “Ow,” said (Y/N). “Fine, I’ll take it easy.”

            “Good,” said Kyoya. He looked at them, and (Y/N)’s gaze met his as he spoke. “I can’t have you injured.”

            This time, he did not mention their status as a host. (Y/N)’s chest warmed.

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            “Tamaki! Hikaru, Kaoru!” said the guests excitedly as the doors of the Host Club opened.

            “Welcome, ladies,” said Tamaki.

            “We bought it! The video,” said the girls happily.

            The Host Club froze. The what?

            “That solemn rain scene is awesome!”

            “I’m just giddy over Hikaru and Kaoru’s relationship!”

            “Honey being a monster is just precious!”

            “Haruhi’s sorrow was so moving!”

            “Mori was so deep and mysterious!”

            “I wish there had been more (Y/N)! But their wink had me blushing!”

            The guests gushed giddily over the video content they’d happily purchased with their money, and the hosts looked on in surprise. They thought it had been destroyed.

            “Kyoya?” said (Y/N), looking at him.

            “It’s a rather simple matter to sneak data out of a digital camera,” said Kyoya as if it was obvious. “Of course, we did have to pay for the camera. Sales will cover that easily.”

            “Anything in the name of profit,” said (Y/N) in amusement.

            “Your—The scenes were judiciously edited,” said Kyoya, doing the computations for profit in his notebook.

            He always has an angle, thought the entire host club.

            “I finally realized!”

            The host club looked at Renge in the doorway of the music room. They had been under the impression that she was returning to France after the film fiasco.

            “I finally realized that the kindness needed to protect someone, no matter the cost, is not going to be found unless one looks and sees!” Renge grabbed (Y/N)’s hands and smiled joyfully at them. “Right, (Y/N)?”

            Everyone could see the hearts floating around her, and the hosts looked at (Y/N).

            They closed their eyes and smiled. “I’m glad you’re going to get to know people.”

            Renge blushed.

            She was quick to change her heart, thought the hosts.

            Kyoya made a note and pushed up his glasses. Hopefully, Renge would not prove a bother again.

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            “We have the footage,” said one of Kyoya’s servants.

            “Leave it here,” said Kyoya, and the servant bowed, leaving the film on his desk.

            Kyoya picked it up and put the drive into his computer. The edits had been made for the video sold at the Host Club, but Kyoya had to see the rest of the footage and delete what he did not want existing anywhere on the internet. After all, when an Ootori wanted something erased, they did not take half measures.

            Kyoya clicked on the videos, and the first scene that popped up was one of (Y/N)’s. He narrowed his eyes instantly. (Y/N) had done an excellent job acting, no doubt about that, but the script Renge had given them?

            “If only I was as beautiful as all of you.” (Y/N) gently touched a guest’s cheek, who blushed. “No one can compare.” They winked. “You’re like a jewel, darling. Will you let me stand in your light? Pretty please?”

            Kyoya was not a fan. This was not (Y/N). They were not so forward, leaning in with a coy smile and a wink, smirking at guests. It was…interesting, to be certain, Kyoya could not deny that, yet the thought of someone else seeing them made Kyoya’s hand go instantly to the “delete” button.

            No one needed to see this but him.

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[demonslayelover]

Honey Senpai’s Cavity

This is a Mitsukuni x reader. This one shot takes place during the episode where he had his cavity.

Warnings: None

Enjoyyy~~~~

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Y/n smiles as she walks through the halls of Ouran Highschool, her (long/short) hair seemingly glowing as she walks the halls. She stops in front of a room where a sign above the door read “Music Room 3”.

She smiles knowing that this is the room she had been instructed to go ti by her mom. She opens the door gently and instead of the usual rose petals she was hit with a cry of pain as she steps in.

“Are you okay Honey~senpai?” Haruhi asks as she looks over at Y/n upon her arrival.

“No! I took a bite of cake and my tooth started hurting!” He cries as he holds his cheek in pain.

“Hm it appears Honey~senpai has a cavity.” Tamaki says as he leans down and inspects Honey~senpai’s tooth.

Mori leans down and looks at him as he feels his heart tense up when he remembers he didn’t remind Honey~senpai to brush his teeth.

“Um hi?” Y/n says awkwardly as she walks into the room and tries not to interrupt their conversation.

“Y/niieeee!” Honey~senpai cries as he runs towards her and hugs her tightly.

“Y/nnnn! My tooth hurts!” He cries as he clings to her.

“Yes Honey it’s called a cavity.” Y/n smiles as she hugs him back and pets his head slowly.

“What the what?! Who is that gorgeous girl and why is she coddling with Honey~senpai?!” Hikaru asks shocked as he looks at his twin.

“Maybe their close friends?” Haruhi suggests as she looks at them curiously.

“Ooo or maybe their enemies but only in privacy they can be intimate?!” Tamaki asks but everyone just ignores him and a pretend arrow strikes his left shoulder.

“Maybe their online friends?” Kaoru suggests as he holds his hand up to his chin in a thinking position.

“Ooo! Or maybe they’re best friends who secretly love each other and want to privately confess!” Tamaki says as a dramatic tear rolls down his eye but once again he was ignored which caused another arrow to strike him in his right shoulder.

“Maybe their families are partners?” Haruhi asks as she thinks.

“Maybe their lovers who can’t be together because of their families!” Tamaki shouts and that’s everyone’s last straw so they all yell.

“SHUT UP TAMAKI!” Even Honey~senpai yells but he cries and clutches his tooth as Y/n gently sits him down on the couch and hands him Usa~Chan.

A final arrow comes out and shoots Tamaki in the heart as he cries and heads to his mushroom growing corner.

“Honey you shouldn’t yell with your cavity.” Y/n says as she sits beside him on the couch when she feels a rattle shake her and the couch.

“Hmmm… seems like there is a secret going on in the Host Club.” Renge grins as she pops out of her hole in the ground sitting to her table with her tea cup full of commoners coffee.

“You’re still here?!” Hikaru asks as he looks at her scared.

“Yes you idiot. I’d never leave my dear Haruhi here with you hooligans.” She says rolling her eyes before her eyes meet Y/n’s.

“Oh my god! Honey~senpai has a lover?!” She shouts which finally pisses Kyoya off.

“Yes! I tried to hold my pateinede until they finished but I can’t take it. That is Y/n. She is Honey~senpai’s girlfriend.” Kyoya explains once he reaches his wits end.

The host clubs faces stay the same but after a few seconds their eyes all widen as they look back and forth from Kyoya to Honey and back to Kyoya.

“Really? He’s got a girlfriend?!” Hikaru and Kaoru ask in sync as they look at Honey and Y/n.

“Yes. It’s true. I know that look that they give each other. It’s the look of true love.” Tamaki gasps in shock as he comes to the realization.

“Huh. And how do you feel about this Mori? Did you know?” Haruhi asks the silent boy.

He nods as he smiles gently as if saying he’s happy for them.

“Then I guess it’s settled. We all were wrong.” Hikaru sighs as he looks down defeated.

“Except for Tamaki~San.” Y/n says as she smiles at them

“WHATTTTTT?!” The host clubs members (minus Mori and Kyoya since they both already knew) scream so loud it rattled the school.

“Yes me and Honey’s parents are enemies and we’re in a secret relationship. Though I guess not so secret since you all know. And we were best friends until we confessed privately and only Mori knew. And in private is the only way we can be intimate so that’s why I was coming to look for him. I just told my mom that I was coming to visit Kyoya.” Y/n smiles as she giggles softly at their shocked faces.

“Huh. For once the boss said something smart.” Kaoru says as the host club members agree.

“Yes thank you- what do you all mean for once?!” Tamaki shouts as he looks at them from his mushroom corner.

“It’s just that- well- nevermind Tamaki.” They sigh and get back to talking about Honey~senpai and his girlfriend.

That was the topic the host club stayed on for the entire day. It was just so shocking to them.

Y/n and Honey cuddled for the remainder of the day and answered questions for the host club. Mainly Y/n since Honeys cavity kept hurting but he smiled happy to be able to be with Y/n.

[lolawritesfanfic]

Masterlist

writing styles:

oneshot-💌

angst-💥

fluff-🎀

lemon/smut-🍋

drabble-💝

story-❤️

Yandere-🔪

Yandere Boys:

-Peter YB

❤️🎀🔪-Peter is jealous of Duke TK thinking TK and the princess reader are dating.

🔪-Prince Peter x Female Princess Reader- The reader is forced into an arranged marriage with Peter they aren't happy with it, Neither is Peter until they see the reader and see it as love at first sight and starts becoming yandere for them and will stop at nothing to have them even killing their bloodline so they have to get married sooner and becoming King not just of the kingdom but of them too.

🎀-Prince Peter x Princess Reader-Peter finds the reader crying in the garden, the princess doesn't know why she's crying but mostly thinks she's not good enough and peter comforting.

🔪💌-Prince Peter Blackmailing Princess's reader's family to get her to marry him.

💌💝🔪-4 suitors (Peter YB, John Doe, SunnyDay Jack, Alan Orion) fighting to win over the princess's heart.

-John Doe

-SunnyDay Jack

-Alan Orion

-Tate Frost

-Delivery Guy

-Damon

Supernatural:

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castiel

-Crowley

-Gabriel

-Chuck (God)

Marvel:

-Steve Rogers

-Tony Stark

-Thor Odinson

-Loki Laufeyson

DC Comics:

-Batman

-Joker (Nickels, Ledger, Leto, Joaquin)

-Penguin

-Harley Quinn

-Catwoman

-Bane

Gotham Tv show:

-Alfred Pennyworth

-Bruce Wayne

-Jim Gordon

-Harvey Bullock

-Victor Zsasz

-Oswald Cobblepot

-Edward Nygma

-Carmine Falcone

-Salvatore Maroni

-Fish Mooney

-Butch Gilzean

Ouran High School Host Club:

-Tamaki Suoh

-Kyoya Ootori

-Hikaru Hitachiin

-Karuo Hitachiin

-Hikaru and Karuo Hitachiin

-Takashi Morinozuka

-Mitsukini Huninozuka

-Haruhi Fujioka

-Basanova

-Nekozawa

-Renge Houshakuji

Horror Slashers:

-Micheal Myers

-Jason Voohees

-Freddy Krueger

-Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins)

-Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelson)

-Chucky and Tiffany

Orange is the new black:

-Sam Healy

-Desi Piscartella

-George Mendez

-John Bennett

-Joe Caputo

Yandere Simulator:

-Ayano Aishi

-Ayato Aishi

-Umeji Kizuguchi

-Gaka Hikitsuri

-Hohuto Furukizu

-Dairoku Surikizu

-Hayanari Tsumeato

-Tiru Sutiriku

Bully Scholarship Edition:

-Derby Harrington

-Gary Smith

-Bif Taylor

-Chad Morris

-Gord Vendome

-Derby Harrington and Johnny Vincent

-Tad Spencer

Disney villains

-Gaston Legume

💝🔪-https://www.tumblr.com/lolawritesfanfic/769350242091008000/yandere-gaston-x-female-reader?source=share

Requests are open for more characters. give me time to do my research if I don't know them and add them to the list. Enjoy reading.

[moon-bacon]

Some more ouran x twst doodles 

Characters (so far): Tamaki Suoh: Vil Hikaru Hitachiin: Floyd Kaoru Hitachiin: Jade Kyoya Ootori: Azul Mori Senpai: Malleus Honey Senpai: Lilia Ritsu Kasanoda: Leona Umehito Nekozawa: Idia Renge Houshakuji: Rook

[subwonwooagenda]

Hi! Could I request smut Tamaki Such, Kyouya and one of the Hitachiin brothers (you can choose which one!) Reacting to their girlfriend try out a lingerie for the first time? Like, they kinda caught her trying it out and went wild?

Also, how are you? How have you been? I hope you have a lovely day/night and take care!!

Pretty Girl

Fem!Reader X Tamaki Suoh, Fem!Reader X Kyoya Ootori, Fem!Reader X Kaoru Hitachiin

I’m so late to write this but I’m going to do one at a time cause I love all these boys lol

Masterlist

Kyoya Ver.

Warnings: not full smuts. Tamaki’s: Oral(Fem Receiving), fingering, Tamaki speaks to reader in French, use of the word pussy, squirting.

I don’t speak French so if it’s wrong please blame google translate I will put translations 🥹 thank you for requesting!

When Tamaki returned home that evening, he wasn’t expecting the wonderful sight he met.

You didn’t hear him, too caught up in looking at yourself in the mirror of your shared room, trying to determine if the lingerie you bought while out with Haruhi and Renge looked good on you. You all but jumped out of your skin when he opened the door, not bothering to hide yourself.

“Mon amour*, im home!” He announced before he looked at you, eyes widening and face instantly reddening. You stood there, displaying yourself to him, fingers messing with the lace on your thighs in nervousness.

“What is this?” He asked softly, smiling at you encouragingly as he closed the door to your room. You shrugged, turning back to the mirror to avoid having to look at him. He, of course, didn’t like this, moving to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle and resting his head on your shoulder to look at you in the mirror.

“You look beautiful, mon amour? Do you not think so?” He asked you. You thought for a bit and gave him another shrug. Some days you thought you looked beautiful but some days your brain won’t the battle and told you that you didn’t.

Tamaki sighed, pressing a kiss to your neck, running his lips up and down your throat. You whimpered softly, tilting your head to give him more access. He turns you to face him, kissing your lips as he walks you back towards the bed, “I guess I have to remind you, yet again, what I see.” He says before laying you down.

You couldn’t find it in yourself to be self conscious, not when he was looking at you laid below him like you were everything he wanted. He leaned down, kissing in the valley between your breasts, his hands reaching up to run over your mounds, smirking softly at the gasp you let out when his fingers brushed over your nipples.

“So sensitive. Si Beau.*” He said, tugging the top of your lace bra down to expose your nipples to the air. He moaned as he wrapped his lip around your right nipple, sucking and nibbling gently as his fingers pinched and pulled at your other. You closed your eyes, arching into his touch as you moaned, legs wrapping around his waist, rocking your hips up against his clothed pelvis.

He chuckled as he pulled away, trailing his kisses down your stomach, pausing at the waistband of your panties. He ran his hands down over your thigh highs, pushing your thighs up so your legs were bent. He situated himself so his face was infront of your soaked pussy, moaning deeply as he licks the wet patch on your panties, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the taste of your arousal.

“P-Please, Tama..” you whispered, trying to rock your hips up into his face, chasing any form of him you could get. He smiled up at you, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties, slowly tugging them down. He let them fall of your ankle before spreading your legs for him again.

You let out a gasp as he ran his tongue over your folds, one of his hands lifting up to play with your breasts. He groaned as he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking slightly before moving his attention on your hole. He circled his tongue around it before working his way into you, moaning as you rocked your hips against his face.

“Tu es putain de délicieux.*” He mumbled as he pulled off of you for a second. He placed your legs on his shoulders, using his free hand to run a finger up and down your soaked folds before slipping his finger inside you slowly.

“That’s it baby, good girl.” He whispers to you, watching as you propped yourself up on your elbows, arching your back so beautifully. He wrapped his lips around your clit again, sucking on it as he thrusted his finger in and out of you, adding a second and a third one after a little bit.

“Keep your eyes on that mirror, love, or I’ll stop. You’re gonna watch me unravel you.” He said as your head fell back. “You’re gonna watch how beautiful you look cumming on my fingers.” He says, picking up the pace of his fingers, spreading them around inside you.

You blinked your eyes open, looking at yourself in the mirror. You had to admit, what you saw was a sight. You boyfriend on his knees at the foot of the bed, in between your thighs as your legs hung off his shoulders, your chest and stomach littered in love bites, face flushed and hair sticking to the sweat on your skin. You looked, dare you say it, beautiful.

You moaned loudly, not caring much on volume, trying your hardest to keep your eyes on the mirror. Tamaki constantly praised you, alternating between sucking your clit and stuffing his tongue in with his fingers. You could feel that little build up in your stomach begin to tighten, Tamaki knew it too, noticing the way your warm walls clenched around his fingers.

“You taste so good, baby. You look even better.” He said, sucking marks into the skin of your thighs above the thigh highs. You placed one of your hands in his hair, tugging gently at the strands. “Fuck, Tamaki…I’m so close.” You moaned out to him, feeling his fingers press on that lovely spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

He nodded his head, “Go on, mon amour, cum for me.” He said, watching as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching as you screamed, that knot finally unraveling as you let go, squirting all over his fingers and mouth, soaking him from his mouth to his chest. He moaned deeply, continuing his pace with his fingers until he felt you push on his head, whimpering and twitching as the overstimulation set in.

You whimpered as he pulled his fingers out, moving to crawl on top of you, he kissed you deeply, moving your thighs to wrap around his waist as he brought you back down from your high. He whispered sweet nothings to you in between kisses until your eyes focused back on him, “There she is.” He says, holding you close to him.

“Ready for more?”

*mon amour - My love

*Si Beau - So beautiful

*Tu es putain de délicieux - You are fucking delicious

[ryminsteddiesashanne]

As a reprieve from my many Scott Pilgrim posts I'll post this draft

I present my very unserious Ohshc x Obey me crossover that will be drawn eventually

MC as Haruhi

Asmo as Tamaki

Satan as Kyoya

Solomon as Hikaru

Mammon as Kaoru

Luke as Honey

Beel as Mori

Levi as Renge

Belphie as Nekozawa

Simeon as Arai

Lucifer as Benio

Diavolo as Hinako

Barb as Chizuru

Feel free to reblog with Ohshc screenshots you would like me to redraw

[cold-heart-warm-writings]

Anime I think each of the Host Club members would like:

Tamaki - Your Lie in April - Classical music, young love, the focus on the piano, and the touch of devastation? He’s grabbing the tissues and holding Haruhi extra tight the next time he sees her. He watches it every April.

Kyoya - Death Note - It’s secretly a partial autobiography, but the ending had to be changed with Light getting caught because if he wasn’t, then people would be on the hunt for Kyoya, and between Tamaki, the Host Club, and being the best in class, he doesn’t want the Japanese police force annoying him too.

Haruhi - Skull-face Bookseller Honda-san - This is a very lowkey and chill anime based on the real life experiences of the author. I think Haruhi would jive with the low intensity, big bookworm vibes, “are you shitting me right now?” experiences. Haruhi could probably relate on some level with being in the Host Club. It’s her favorite series to have on in the background while cleaning.

Hikaru - Toilet-Bound Hanako-Kun - Hanako-kun is a little shit, and so is Hikaru. The colors are bright, the antics are funny, and there are also a few intense moments he would get wrapped up in.

Kaoru - Sword Art Online - Kaoru would enjoy the initial video game/virtual reality setup of the anime, and would get sucked in by the characters passing levels and moving through the game. He can describe in detail every arc to anyone who dares ask, and by less than halfway through, the person doesn’t bother to ask him if there are any other anime he likes. (Which is all according to plan, because he’s also a big romance fan, but he needs to keep up his image. He’s obsessed with Toradora)

Honey - Attack on Titan - Is it cute and cuddly? No. But does it feature a badass short guy who absolutely wrecks everyone’s shit and is known for being the World’s Strongest? Yes. Dispel the thought that Honey is only into cutesy things.

Mori - Demon Slayer! - The animation and the colors are insaaane, add to that all of the different fighting techniques? Mori’s hooked. He has a crush on the butterfly girl, Shinobu Kocho (but honestly, who doesn’t).

Bonus - Renge - Fruits Basket - She envisions herself as Tohru, though this girl would NOT be able to survive outside in a tent, bathing in the river. But all the male characters and very few female characters? Yaaaah, she’s happy with this show. Bonus x 2 - her favorite is Ayame.