#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.

[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.

---

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.

-----

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

[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

__

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.

♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡

“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.

♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡

“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.

♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡

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.

♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡        ♡

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!'

Tag list (reply to be added): @skottch @cgmajor @rebirthbunbun

[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~~~~

——————————————————————————

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.

[honeysunai]

Hostess| Kyoya Ootori x reader

Part eight -  Operation : Make her happy

Pairing : Kyoya Ootori x reader

General rating : Fluff, enemies to love vibes

Word count : 5k

Summary: As only heir to your family you are bound to an arranged marriage with the third son of the powerful house Ootori. His cold behavior is only a mask for you to uncover when you stumble into music room number three.

This weekend, Haruhi and her father invited you to spend some time over their house because Haruhi needs more girl friends and experience sleep overs and such. You laughed at how bold and funny the two of them are and agreed, besides it’s not like you were busy. After quitting the Host Club a day ago and being in your feelings, you finished your homework and were too drained to want to practice any instruments or read anything. A friend would be better than anything else, right now that’s what you need. 

“And so, they kind of kidnapped me to be in the Zuka Club.” Haruhi finishes her story and you laugh. You were both sitting at the table drinking coffee while still in pajamas. 

“They do that often, don’t worry about it, they won’t press you if you say no.” You drink another sip of instant coffee and remind yourself to keep it together, because to this day, you still laugh that the boys at the club had no clue that this liquid gold existed before Haruhi arrived. 

“I have to do some shopping today, I’ve grown out of a few shirts and I wanted to go get some new ones?”

“I’d love to come shopping with you! We can even bring your dad!” Your eyes were sparkling with joy, it’s the first time since you’ve made new friends you were going to shop with them. “If you’re interested, I can take both of your sizes and ask my mom for designer clothes.”

“That’s very kind of you, but we don’t do designer clothes.” She politely declines your offer. Shoot! Of course you went a bit too far, after all, Haruhi is a commoner and doesn’t care to have the fanciest of shirts. 

“Speak for yourself!” Her father barges in the room and proceeds in deep details both of their sizes and and favorite colors. You took some notes before discreetly sending this info to your mom’s secretary even if you had promised Haruhi she won’t get anything. 

“Hey, did you really quit the club?”

You didn’t even hesitate to lie, you just blurred out the truth to her. “Yeah… I just made a fool of myself and I don’t think it would be appropriate to come back after what happened.” 

“I liked having you around, it was refreshing. Kyoya was on someone else’s back.” She jokes and you nudge her with your elbow. “Mori told Kyoya that he was a jerk and Tamaki had a meltdown after you left.”

“I bet they did.” You chuckle. 

“None of us are angry with you, I promise, but I won’t force you to come back if you don’t want to.” How you wanted her to force you into going back.  “Anyways. I don’t know if you need anything, it’s not as fancy as your mother’s couture, but feel free to shop around too.”

“I was planning to.” You smile. “Unlike Tamaki, I’m not awkward around “commoners”.” You try your best to imitate your friend and she laughs. 

She scrunches her nose and smiles. “He does that often doesn’t he?”

“It’s part of his charm.” You add. 

After an eternity in a local shop, Haruhi finally chose the three shirts she wanted. You, on the other hand, only picked out three bracelets, one for you, for Haruhi and Renge… Your two best friends. The one for Renge has large pink quartz beads, Haruhi’s are small red beads and yours has small lavender beads. 

Haruhi was pulling a few dollars out of her wallet, but you stopped her giving the cashier your card instead.

“If that’s alright with you, I’d like to pay for the expenses of today. You’ve only been kind and patient with me since we met. As a friend I would like to return the favor by paying for your purchases.” Your voice was noble and full of good intentions.

She scoffs in shock. “I can’t accept it.” 

“It would be a pleasure, plus you’ve fed me and sheltered me this weekend as your own sister.” She clearly  wasn’t taking your bluff anymore.

“You’re really not going to let it go, huh?” Haruhi asks, a bit annoyed, and you shake your head.

“I’ll even make you feel guilty if I talk long enough.” You joke and she giggles. She finally agreed and soon, you were on your way to her home. 

As you approached the building, you saw a black Mercedes parked in front of Haruhi’s home… It had to be the Host Club, who else would bother Haruhi on a weekend like this? You didn’t really want to see them today, especially after you made up your mind on giving back the uniform tomorrow after club activities. You were too much of a coward to face them now, you wouldn’t be able to do so the day after. 

“I have to go home, I forgot my French homework is due tomorrow.” You tried to lie hoping Haruhi wouldn’t see right through it.

“Aren’t you fluent in french?” She asked.

“Fluent or not, I still have to do it!” Right now she reminded you of Mauri with her cold stare. 

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” She smiled and you were thankful she believed in your lie.

“Haru! Y/n!” Honey’s voice rang like thunder in your ears as he called the both of you. You clenched your jaw tightly before spinning around and met him with a bright smile. “We came to see you.” The rest of the group finally noticed their fellow member had left and joined you three. 

“Well, it’ll have to just be me, y/n has a French homework due tomorrow.” Haruhi smiles at Honey. 

“The homework is for next week, silly.” Tamaki snorted and you wanted to disappear. A soft chuckle echoes to the back of the group and you glared at Kyoya’s shit eating grin. 

You crossed your arms over your chest as you glared at Kyoya. “What are you laughing at, clownfish?” 

“Your poor attempt to flee us is just hilarious to me.” He adds and you swear you saw red. 

Tamaki cuts in before you get the chance to speak. “What he meant was that we are here to spend the most fun day together as a family.” 

“No we are not.” You snort. 

“Yes we are and we are starting with some bookstore fun!” He says proudly as he grabs both you and Haruhi and yanks you inside the Mercedes.

“Tamaki! That’s kidnapping what you just did there!” You yelled as he put your seatbelt on for you.

 “We are on a mission today and it’s to make you happy so stop yelling and enjoy your day with us!” He yells back and you shut your mouth. They wanted to make you happy. Were you unhappy? “We are going to the Nakajima Library.”

You stayed silent the entire ride, you did not want to speak to any of them. They kidnapped you! 

But they did it so you could be happy… It’s still kidnapping!

You’ve arrived at your destination and you can’t believe your eyes… It’s grandiose. You can’t believe you never went there yet. Obviously it’s attached to a university and obviously you don’t go there yet. You are meant to go to the US for your higher studies, but you’re really considering going to this one instead. All of your friend's eyes are on you. You felt Kyoya’s burning holes behind your head, but never looked back at him as you took the first step towards the library.

A smile was pinned on your face as you entered the colosseum shaped library. The dim lights warmed the place with a beautiful orange like light. You felt like you were back in Rome. 

You’ve been to Rome once in your life and you fell in love with the place. It was one of the only family vacations you’ve been on with both your parents. A month in the warm weather of Italy with your loving parents, without their work coming in the way. You strut confidently between bookshelves making sure to browse the titles as you go, it’s mostly books for the students that are part of this university. Tamaki’s bubbly self, followed you like a puppy and offered you books to read. You settled on a science book he offered you that you never knew about and brought it to an empty table so you could read it in peace. 

Peace didn’t last too long, as all of the Host Club brought their own books to your table. To “read”, but other than Haruhi actually reading, the rest of them stared at you. Minutes have passed and they still haven’t stopped watching you. 

“How long should we stay here for?” Hikaru whispers under his breath. 

“Until y/n is satisfied.” Tamaki whispers back aggressively.

Haruhi snorts. “Bold of you to assume she will ever get satisfied after one book.” 

You smile quickly at Haruhi’s words without ever looking up from your book. Soft fingers brushes hair behind your ear. You looked at the person beside you and was surprised Kyoya sat there, his whole body facing you. “Your hair was in the way.” He only whispers before getting back to his book. What was that all about? You feel your cheeks heating up, but shook off that feeling. 

After a few hours of reading and hearing Hikaru and Kaoru groaning, you’ve had enough and Tamaki, once again, dragged you outside like he was kidnapping you, yanking you in the car and you were on your way somewhere else. 

The car ride, this time, seemed more lively and chatty. It was warm and familiar. It was as if everything was normal and you liked that, hell even loved it. 

After a few minutes, the car parked on the side of the road and exited the vehicle. You were left in front of a rather beautiful industrial building that seemed modern and new. 

“Where are we?” You ask as you all walked up to the gates and were allowed inside without question. 

Mori speaks. “Your mother told us that you like that very fancy coffee.” This is the new factory of the French coffee brand you always drink at home. “Tamaki’s French heritage helped us get inside.”

“The owner knows my father, so we were able to get a free tour of the factory and some samples!” The blond man says excited as you meet a beautiful tall woman waiting for you at the door. 

“Welcome! We are really excited to have you visit our factory Miss y/n.” The woman shook your hand. “I’m Elise Hanako.” The combination of the French and Japanese names made you uneasy, but for politeness sake you ignored that funny feeling and smiled properly. “Danuja Hanako, the owner and also my father, gave me his property in Japan so that we can localize our french coffee.” 

“It’s an honor to be in your presence, Miss Hanako.” You were eager to visit the factory. 

“I’ve been informed that you are a huge fan of our brand.” You blushed. “That’s great! I do hope our factory will live up to your expectations.” She adds and the automatic doors behind her open letting all of you enter the building.

This place did not look like a coffee factory, it looked like a high tech law firm or some sort. The interior was in this mix of black and dark wood with plants here and there. Everyone was dressed in a proper way, just like at your father’s workplace. Miss Hanako explains that the magic happens behind the scenes and proceeds to show you where the coffee beans were sorted out and how they were packaged. People dressed like scientists were inspecting every bean before sending it in the “good bin”... Maybe that’s why your coffee was so expensive. 

The factory was huge and you appreciated every second Hanako spoke up to explain how things were made and was kind and patient over your millions of questions you asked over the tour. 

“This concludes our tour and I do hope you enjoyed yourselves.” You all answered with a polite “yes, thank you” and Miss Hanako was pleased with that. “I almost forgot! I have two bags of our new batch that’s coming up next month, Cherry Flower and Chocolate Pecan Caramel.” She snapped her fingers and one of the workers carefully placed two bags in your arms. “My assistant sent you my personal email, so please do give me feedback.” You were in awe. “Get home safe kids.” She smiled before you exited the building to the car. 

You were shocked that they would go beyond anything to make you happy, they were true friends. “Thank you–”

“Don’t thank us yet!” Tamaki shouts over you. “One last stop, the orchestra.” The Orchestra!?

“You don’t mean–” 

“The best musicians around Japan? Yes, I mean that Orchestra.” He smirks. You were there at the presale, but never got the chance to get tickets. You wondered how they got eight of them. “But we can’t go dressed as commoners.” He adds and Haruhi slaps him behind his head. 

You didn’t look awful at all, you thought you all were a bit underdressed for the occasion, but no one would notice. Right?

“Pick whatever outfit you want, it’s on Kyoya.” Tamaki bumps his friend with glasses and he smiles as if he was forced to do so. You gave him a look that almost said : “You just learned that as well?” You all stopped at The Thread Maker, the town's finest clothing store. 

“All of you, pick an outfit I’ll pay for it.” He adds and you smile at him, a bold and bright smile. 

You all scattered around the store and looked around. You kind of wanted to take advantage of Kyoya and decided to go to the more expensive part of the already expensive store. You didn’t even have to think twice, the dress in front of the mannequin was the one you would buy. No price tag = pricey. It’s a scarlet red Queen-Anne shape with a leg slit dress. It’s a fully flared gown, floor length with a corset built in with embroidered floral details all over it. It was from your second favorite designer (after your mother) Teuta Matoshi. Honey’s voice was heard behind you, ordering a worker to let you try it on. You were dragged by another worker inside a cabin… After this day, you won’t let anyone drag you anywhere ever again!

You look at yourself in the mirror and surprisingly it’s a perfect fit all the way around, not too long, not too short, not too big or tight. It was perfect and you looked absolutely beautiful. 

When you came out of the dressing room, you only found Haruhi in another beautiful pink dress that made her look more feminine. The dress was tight on her and she is probably making Tamaki drool, because you sure would’ve. The guys were sitting on the couch in complete silence, their eyes all over you both. 

“Why aren’t you dressed?” Haruhi asked and none of them were answering. You couldn’t help but glance at Kyoya that had his eyes on your body already. You put on a show and twirled.

“My idea of a perfect day would be if you all were dressed too and not undressing us with your eyes.” You chuckle and they all cough and grunt, suddenly bashful of their actions. They rushed to get a suit and you stood there with Haruhi enjoying each other’s company. 

They all come out at the same time from the dressing room and they all are dressed the same, black and white suit with black ties. They look amazing! The last one to come out was Kyoya and when he appeared out the curtain he was playing with a red bow tie around his neck. The other’s were holding their laughter at the sight of him being the only one with a bow tie. 

You chuckled under your breath as you approached Kyoya to fix his matching bow. He froze under your touch and you just couldn’t hold your giggles any longer. “Tamaki said we would all wear bow ties because that would’ve made you laugh, but it seems I’ve fallen right into his trap.” He grunts. “I look ridiculous.” 

“You do.” You smile. “In a good way.” You add. “We are going to be late if we keep mocking our dear Kyoya!” Mori gave you his arm that you gladly took and walked back to the car where you’d wait for Kyoya to pay. 

The conversation between all of you was even more lively and joyful, you were really excited to go see The Orchestra.  Once you arrived at the place, you weren’t confident that this was the auditorium they usually play at, but you let it go once you entered and saw the beauty of the place you were in. Red walls and gold decors, with crystal chandeliers made you feel like you were in a movie. Mori took your arm and led you to golden doors that two workers opened grand and wide for you to realize this was an empty ballroom. 

You were confused and asked: “Are we early?”

“We are right on time.” Kaoru answer. 

The empty room made you a bit uneasy, but once you stepped inside the large red curtain lifted to reveal The Orchestra on stage. It’s a private concert… You spin around to meet Tamaki’s gaze and he smiled proudly at the utter shock on your face. 

“May I have this dance?” Mori asked you and you nodded, not entirely sure of what to do. He leads you to the center of the ballroom and once you do, the musicians start to play. Melodious sounds of violin echoes in the room, followed by loud cellos. Tears were filling your eyes, but you blinked them away. They organized this whole day for you, and only you.

Mori spins you around, letting go of your hand so you were now partnered with Kyoya who held you tightly against him as you swayed with him. The other’s picked each other as partners and danced to the same rhythm as you were with Kyoya. You both stayed silent as he twirled you around slowly and brought your back against his chest, swaying you gently this way.

“I did not know you danced this well.” You whispered with a hint of humor. 

He brought his lips close to your ear and you can hear the smirk in his voice. “I’m glad my efforts are being appreciated, these last four years of dance lessons are being used well.” At that you laughed. 

You danced for hours with your friends to the most beautiful songs who, on multiple occasions, brought tears. 

At the very end of the concert, you all applaud the musicians and the conductor for their performance. You were ready to leave, but an unfamiliar voice called your name, and it was none other than Ayaka Saito, the cello player you looked up to since forever, walking towards you. You felt your knees go weak, she was the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen, she looked like she was royalty. 

“Y/n, this is for you.” She smiles as she hands you the bow that she used tonight to play with her autograph on it. “I heard you’re a great musician, with lots of potential.” You couldn’t seem to stop smiling without ever saying words. “Our manager would be interested to hear you play, especially if what your friends said is true. There would be a spot for you once you graduate if you impress Sara Nakamura.” Your jaw was on the floor. The Sara Nakamura! She is the face of the classical music industry in the modern era and she wants to hear you play? You were on the verge of fainting. 

You finally spoke to her in the calmest way possible. “It’s an honor to hear this coming from you, you are the one who made me start to play cello.” She smiles even more. “I would be even more honored to play for you and Miss Nakamura.” 

“Her assistant will send you information concerning this invitation.” She adds. “I bid you all good night.” She says before giving you a friendly hug. You were going to faint.

Once again you had to be dragged inside the car because you were frozen in place. You talked like a maniac the whole way back to your house. You were so happy to have finally met your musical idol tonight and that you’ve been given an extra rare opportunity. 

As the vehicle parks in front of your front gate you finally take a few deep breaths, the adrenaline wearing off. You hugged all of your friends inside the car and exited the car.

“We will see you for an early meeting tomorrow morning!” Tamaki smiles and yours drops. 

“Look guys…” You sigh. “I really appreciate what you did for me all day, but I’m okay I promise, I’m not sad.” It was a plain lie. “I just don’t have the heart to be the Host you want me to be anymore.” You tried to give your friends the coffee beans from France and returned the bow to them, but none of them tried to take it. 

“Keep it, please.” Tamaki’s soft smile broke your heart. “It’s a gift for you.” 

You nod and thank them again without ever glancing at Kyoya, you turned your back to them and headed inside your home. They did succeed to make you happy today, but when the door closed behind you, tears were falling down your cheeks as you held the objects tightly to your chest.

You drop your neatly folded uniform on the tea table and sigh. You really loved your club, but it was better this way. You linger a while staring at the blue fabric that you were giving up. You were never one to give up, but recently you have. You gave up on Kyoya, your family duties, your plan to get another financé, you also gave up on your club, your friends… You were tired and disappointed in yourself. You wanted to get better and be better.

“You don’t have to do that, you know?” A deep voice makes you gasp out loud by surprise. Kyoya. 

Your hand was on your heart. “Good God! You scared me.” 

He did not care for your reaction. “You don’t have to leave the club.”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “Did they ask you to tell me this?”

“They have told me multiple times, but I chose to.” He starts. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry won’t change my mind.” You scoff.  

“I know, you are stubborn as a mule.” He lightly chuckles.

“If that’s all, I’ll go. I have somewhere else to be.” You lied and started to walk towards the exit, but he put himself in front of you. 

“Why did you do all of this?” You were confused. “Why did you want Koichi over me?”

You scoff, absolutely baffled by what he was asking. “Because you don’t love me, Kyoya.” It was as simple as that. “Because liking on only one side is just too hard to do. You refuse to fall in love with me no matter how much I try to be perfect for you.” He was silent. You took that time to walk past him in a rush but stopped as you heard his voice once again. 

“I can’t fall in love with you. I– I can’t because if I do I am afraid I’ll end up doing the same mistake my parents did. They fell in love and then… They didn’t. It ruined the relationships between the family.” The look in his eyes… It was painful and sad, Kyoya was hurt. It probably took a lot of his courage to finally admit you spent months trying to figure out. Seeing him lose his composure in front of you saddened you. “It became a competition between me and my brothers, my mother being sad all– all of the time… My father… He doesn’t give any of us breaks, he’s relentless and he just cares about success. He doesn’t care about us, my brothers and I… My mother, his own wife who he is supposed to love and to cherish…” He was out of breath, all these feelings were finally out. “That’s why I can’t fall in love with you, because I don’t ever want you to end up like my mother if I end up like my father.”

It took you a good ten seconds to analyze what he had just confessed to you. All of it. Your heart broke for him and his family. No matter how much you wanted to console him, that was not what you needed to say. “That’s not good enough.” Was what came out of your mouth. He was perplexed. “That’s not good enough.” You repeated. “It’s not good enough for all of the times you put yourself in the way of a guy I talked to. For all the times you were kind and flirty and then you weren’t. It’s just not good enough.” He was hurt by your words, you knew it. His eyes couldn’t lie. “Is this hypothesis worth more than hurting me?” He doesn’t answer, but never breaks your gaze. You wanted to break and cry, but you stood your ground proud and strong just like your father taught you. “I can’t marry someone who’s afraid to take a leap and fall in love with me. I guess trying to make you feel what I felt was too demanding.”

“You loved me?”

“Does it matter? You don’t care, Kyoya. You don’t care about what my favorite songs are, you don’t care about my favorite books… Even Koichi was interested in what book was next on my list and he didn’t even love me one bit.” You scoff. 

“It’s Lucy by the sea.”

“What?”

“Your next read. It’s Lucy by the sea.” You were confused as to how he knows. “I got a hold of your list from your maid to know what book I should buy you next, in every stupid edition possible because that would make you happy. But no… I don’t care, right?” You were taken back from this confession. “I wore that stupid tie to make you laugh, I organized the whole day with Tamaki so that you would be able to understand that I am sorry.” He adds and something in your heart pinches. He made it all happen so that you would forgive him, but that’s not what you needed nor wanted from him.

“It’s still not enough.” You whisper with tears in your eyes. You blink them away before turning your back ready to leave the music room, you had enough. 

“Fuck.” He whispered before running after you, yanking you to the side to trap you between the wall and him. You wanted to push him away, but couldn’t as he lowered his head to crash his lips against yours. It was sudden and gentle. His lips tasted like mint and were so soft against yours. He was so careful with his next movements, his warm hands cradled your face opening your mouth just enough so his tongue could cross the borders of your lips to devour you entirely. Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck asking, begging for more. More touch, more passion, more of anything, you only wanted him. You raked your hands in his hair and fuck did it do something to him, his hand gripped your hips with such strength moving you against his thigh between your legs. It was so erotic you moaned against his lips which made him smirked. He pulled away enough to look at you in the eyes, truly look at you. “Don’t cry because of me.” He whispers stroking your cheeks so, so slowly, you want to melt in his touch. You pull him by his tie so his lips are on yours again. Your hands roamed his chest and shoulders and my god he was muscular, the uniforms didn’t do him a favor.  His hands were snacking around your waist underneath your dress shirt, memorizing the curves of your body. His touch was warm and soft, you were hypnotized by him. He slowly pulled away to kiss your cheek, then all the way up your jaw to leave one soft kiss under your ear. 

“Do you know how long I've wanted this?” He whispers in your ear. You were so warm, you thought perhaps you were running a fever, but one of Kyoya's hands carefully unbuttoned two of the buttons of your dress shirt, you knew you weren’t having any fever dreams. You looked up at him and you could see his gaze linger on your chest slightly exposed before facing you again. Hunger and lust was the only thing you could see in him. Without ever looking away, his fingers pushed the collar of your shirt to the side so your shoulder was bare for him. His featherlike kisses tickled your skin as he left a trail of them to the side of your neck all the way to your shoulder. He gently nibbled the sensible skin with his lips and tongue teasing you in a way that had you softly moaning, reprimanding for more. He smirked against your bare shoulder before biting the skin that had you rolling your eyes. 

The bell snapped the both of you out of our interaction making him pull away from you. You sigh in disapproval, you didn’t want him to leave now that you truly kissed him. He went to open the door, but stopped without looking at you. “Keep the uniform,” He spoke slowly : “and don’t replace me.” That’s what it was about… He wanted to prove you needed him, that he was better. He was jealous. Two can play that game especially if you are better at it.

You were back in your uniform and ready to conquer the day as you walked into the Music Room number 3 the day after, slamming your hand on the tea table in front of Tamaki. “I want in.”

“Excuse you?” He asked before sipping his tea. 

“I want my role back in the Host Club, I am so sorry for how mean I was that day. But this club means a lot to me and I made a promise to you that I want to keep.” You were practically begging for him to take you back.

“What changed?” Hikaru asks.

“I guess your operation worked a little too well.” You smirk.

“You’re still in the Host Club, you don’t need permission to come back.” Tamaki smiles and you nod. You turn back to Kyoya and he smirks at you before deviating his gaze back to his laptop.

Maybe it's not about finding someone else, maybe you just need another approach towards Kyoya and if it’s through challenges and working each other up that you’ll get through him, so be it.

AN: Hi everyone! So sorry it took so long for this update, this chapter was written, deleted, written, deleted... like a thousand times. I hope this chapter filled your heart with some Kyoya love. I hope you all had wonderful holidays and since today, for me, is still Dec 31. I hope you all have a great 2023 filled with love and happiness! I promise y/n and Kyoya will get some happiness and love in 2023 as well.

— 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡��𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬

✧ @gay-noble @vanicogh @hopeless-romanticnamed-s @idktbhloley @p1nkliquor @hellokittykuroo @batboob @kisskissshutmydoor @lemonrolls @hoku-killer @sunukissed @jessiegerl @lunalily19 @i7zha @asrainterstellar @arimoony24 @simp-lythebest @fan-g0rl @randobeetlehouse @glomp-me @yeeyeebabe @maackiimoo @kaelysian @noendingtolove @luminaaz @thewendyslogo @eri0-0 @arielbillyboy16 @aangsupremacy @yuriklol @lillunna @lostsomewhereinthegarden @chocorenchin  @sukcama @bratb1tch @topmeyelena

[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

[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.

[crypticjackal13]

I was rewatching the show and I had the most glorious idea:

LMK x OHSHC AU

The reader is Haruhi

Wukong is Tamaki

Maybe Macaque is Kyoya

And so on!

(you can change the roles if you want!)

YES YES YESSS ✧⁠\⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠✧

Reader is def Haruhi

Wukong is Tamaki

Macaque as Kyoya

Yin and Jin are the twins(except I would hope for the vibes to be better...iykyk)

Maybe MK as Mitsukuni?

Hmmm .... For Takashi I could sorta see Redson(?)

Oh!! And then Chang'e as Renge(I literally hated Renge so much when I watched the show--)

God just looking at the GIFS sent me back to middle school--eugh--

Feel free to suggest other ideas in the comments or reblogs!! I'm curious :3

[rustycopper4use]

It’s Always Been You pt9

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter nine

-A Challenge From The Lobelia Academy!-

 

 On this day, the prestigious Ouran Academy for the rich and famous, has canceled afternoon classes for the preparations of the Exposition of cultural clubs, and other schools have been invited to participate.

 

“What! You’ve never tried it?” The twins spoke in disbelief.

  “Didn’t anyone tell you that it’s the preferred drink of the Host club?” Hikaru quickly spoke.

 “And you are our manager, so you should drink it too!” Kaoru adds.

 “Um well I-I think I’ve heard of instant coffee before. Oh! That’s right, isn’t that the coffee beans already grounded for you?” Renge nervously spoke, wiping her sweat with a handkerchief.

  The twins make an X sign with their hands, along with an incorrect buzzer sound.

 “That’s just ground coffee. Instant is something completely different.” Hikaru starts his rant.

 “I don’t even think there are any coffee beans in instant coffee. You mix this powder with hot water, and then drink it, you don’t have to brew it. It’s pretty awesome.”

   “So it’s basically just like coffee, but not as robust. And yet it's strangely satisfying.” The twins explained.

  “Now that you mentioned it, we just ran out, didn’t we?” Kaoru looks towards an unsuspecting Haruhi.

  The twins slide up behind Haruhi, and puts their hands on her shoulders.

  “Go buy us some more, Haruhi.” The twins spoke.

 “Why do I have to get it?” Haruhi complained.

 “Because you’re the only commoner, no one else knows where to buy it.” The twins dust off Haruhi’s uniform.

 “We’ve even been serving it to our guests lately.” The twins fixed Haruhi’s hair.

 “And besides, it’s part of your job.”

 “But the cultural club exposition starts soon.” Haruhi protested.

 The twins carry Haruhi to the door.

 “But it’s not mandatory, so if you’re not interested  you don’t have to go.” 

 “And with that being said, Be careful out there!” The twins wave a blue handkerchief, as if she’s off to war.

 As Haruhi made her treacherous journey to the commoner’s market, Tamaki came up to the host club with knight armor.

 “Gentlemen! Today we’re dressing as knights!” Tamaki sparkled.

 The door opens as everyone has their costumes.

 “Welcome ladies!”

 In the door were three girls in a different uniform.   

Tamaki takes his sword out and puts it in front of his face.

 “Well well well, I see you ladies are from another school. I certainly hope we haven’t startled you. We love first time guests.” He walks towards the newcomers 

   “I’m glad you’ve come, princesses. My darlings, even if the world were to be destroyed, I’d put my life on the line as your faithful knight and servant, I will protect you.” He kneels in front of the girls.

 “Oh my, do you really think you’d be able to protect us, that’s awfully arrogant of you, wouldn’t you agree? You think that’s what a woman wants to hear? Well you’re wrong.” The girl chewed him out.

 Tamaki looks up unexpectedly at the criticism.

  “Come on, give him a break Sister Suzuran. Men are just lowly life forms who don’t care about anything other than perpetuating their testosterone latent image. By ‘protecting us’ he’s actually attempting to disguise the fact that he’s weak and unable to even protect himself.” The other girl reads him like an open book.

 “You’re such a clever girl Hinagiku.” The tallest girl praised the other.

 Tamaki stands up and rests his sword on his shoulders.

  “Don’t you think that’s a little harsh? Fine then, what do women like you want to hear?” Tamaki spoke.

  “Maybe something like-“ Benio holds Haruhi.

 “I would never leave my lover alone. If we fight, it’ll be together. If we fail, we fail together. Even if I were to die, I promise you that I will not leave your side, my love.” Benio kisses Haruhi’s hand.

 Tamaki looked pale as a ghost and mouth agape.

  “So tell us where you found this lovely young lady.” Chizuru questions.

“I just met her outside of the school. She may be dressed as a boy, but I knew the truth. She has such pretty maidenly eyes…” Benio holds Haruhi closer and gazes into her eyes.

 “Uh thanks I guess..” Haruhi mumbled mildly uncomfortable.

  Hinako pulls up Haruhi’s sleeves and starts to stroke her skin.

 “Wow, her skin is really soft!” The girl spoke amazed.

“Isn’t it though? I think this one will be a diamond in the rough!” Chizuru excitedly spoke.

  “What kind of love potion does Haruhi have?” Y/n watched Haruhi get fawned over.

“Don’t touch my Haruhi without asking my permission!” Tamaki shirked, rushing towards the girls.

  “Leave her alone!” Benio gives a swift punch to the blonde.

 Tamaki scoots away holding his cheek, tears welled up in his eyes.

 “She punched me! She’s so violent!” He whimpered.

 Mori holds out a brown teddy bear for Tamaki.

  “Get a hold of yourself!” Honey turns to Tamaki.

 “Guess the rumors we heard are true.” Benio leads the group as they fully enter the room.

 “You guys are a bunch of little punks with no sense between you.” The tall girl shames.

 “No, we have one person with sense, it’s kyoya.” Y/n lazily points to Kyoya.

 Kyoya pushes up his glasses, as he looks at the girls.

 “Those uniforms. I assume you ladies are from the Lobelia Girls’ Academy.” 

 “That’s correct.” Benio smiles.

 The group of girls switch outfits, which look so tacky, even Tamaki was crunching up his face.

 “We are the members of the St. Lobelia Academy’s White Lily League. Also known as!-”Benio throws a hat changing once more to another outfit.

  “The Zuka club!” The girls spoke in unison.

 “The …Zuka club…?” Tamaki stared blankly at the trio.

  The twins burst into a fit of laughter.

  “Oh man what a stupid name! The Zuka club? My stomach hurts!” Hikaru howls.

  “How did you even get those costumes under your uniforms?” Y/n muttered.

 The clanks of gears and motors grinding against each other admits from the floor, raising a familiar manger.

 “You shouldn’t underestimate the Zuka Club!” She chuckled.

 “I may not know much about instant coffee, but I'm fascinated with girls’ schools.” She takes a small sip of instant coffee and spits the liquid out like poison.

 “St. Lobelia Academy! It is truly a woman’s world there! The Zuka Club is a group of strong young maidens who consider women to be superior in every way. The club prides itself on its thirty year history. 

 It’s a society of maidens, by maidens, for maidens! Zuka Club activities include maiden tea parties, the maiden debate forum, and most importantly, musical reviews performed by the society’s top members.”

  She finally finished talking and by then the host club was out of there knight getups.

“You sure have a vast world of knowledge Renge.” Kyoya spoke, fixing his tie.

  “Well I’ve always admired St. Lobelia’s. I just couldn’t go to school there though! What would I do without any boys!” She exclaimed, lowering back in the depths below.

 “A maiden’s beauty. It means, possess a spirit pure enough to not give in to power or to lust.” Chizuru proclaimed.

 “We’ve had quite enough of all your oppressive male contempt for womankind.” Hinako shames.

 “And our pride comes from having meaningful relationships based on equality. Because with the same sex, and yes that includes relationships of love.” Benio preached.

 The girls looked back at the club barely acknowledging their existence. Hikaru playing on his DS, Kaoru watching.

 “Whatever, we’re so over it.” Hikaru spoke while still playing.

 “Why don’t you guys just scram?” Kaoru spoke.

  “I find it hard to believe that you silly boys have nothing to say about our sublime female love.” Hinako giggles.

  “Congrats on being gay.” Y/n spoke apathetically.

  “Hey, I haven't seen this one before. I guess it’s a new one.” Kaoru states, looking at the coffee Haruhi bought.

“You should feel sorry for them Hinagiku, their patented host skills don’t work on us. Now they’re all flustered and don’t know what to do with themselves.” Chizuru spoke with false pity.

 Benio dramatically rips off her mustache that went with the outfit.

 “True, I must say I’m glad we decided to perform here. It was fun to sneak a peek at the notorious Ouran Host Club.” 

 Honey plays with Usa-chan absentmindedly.

 “Hey guys, are we really notorious?”

 “Yea.” Mori calmly spoke.

 “And to think they’re dragging this sweet young girl down with them.” Benio looks towards Haruhi.

 “The host club’s president may be a pretty little halfer. But, he shouldn’t be using his looks to create fictitious romance! Attempting to fool the heart of a pure young maiden’s heart is demeaning! 

 Your so called ‘club activities’ are nothing more than debasing macho fantasies! I promise you, we will bring you guys down, the Ouran Host Club will be abolished!” Benio furiously rants.

  “All hail Zuka Club!” They command.

“I see, I understand your concern. But do you think maybe we could finish this later?” Kyoya pushes his glasses up.

  “Are you saying that you’re not going to face us?” Benio questioned.

  “Not at all, it’s just that our president is bedridden from the initial cultural shock.”

 Tamaki is laying down, cradling a brown teddy bear, mumbling nonsense.

  “Tamaki this can’t be your first time ‘discovering’ that lesbians exist.” Y/n pinched his eyebrows together.

  “You see Tama-chan is having his nappy right now.” Honey explained.

 “Wake him up!” 

 Benio commands.

 “Excuse me, I made some coffee. Would you ladies like some?” Haruhi is holding up a tray of tea-cups.

  “Why yes, aren’t you just the sweetest thing.” Benio immediately switches moods, the group grabs the coffee.

 “You’re a real pearl among swine.” Chizuru spoke bitterly sweet.

  “You know, coffee made by a maiden always has a more fragrant aroma.” Benio coos.

  Y/n gets an uncomfortable sense of familiarity from the girl's actions. 

 “But, this stuff's just instant.” Haruhi furrowed her brows at the girls' compliments.

  “How about the four of us have a little party?” Hinako flirts.

This breaks Tamai out of his coma.

 “You girls have it all wrong!” Tamaki yelled, starting to run towards them.

  “Don’t you see there’s nothing to be gained in a romantic relationship between two women! If that were the case, then why did god create Adam and Eve!”

“How is the most feminine and flamboyant member trashing on queer people?” Y/n embarrassed by Tamaki’s immature remarks.

  As lady luck would have it Tamaki pays for his words, he trips and points his finger into the freshly boiling coffee.

 “Ow Ow! Hot!” He retreated his finger, now beat red.

  “You got to be more careful, senpai.” Haruhi bends over with a sigh to aid Tamaki’s injury. She wraps his burned finger.

  “Thanks Haruhi. Do you always carry bandages around with you?” Tamaki blushed.

  “Nah, the supermarket was giving them out with the purchase of instant coffee.” She gives a wholehearted smile. 

 “I always get free stuff at the supermarket.”

  “Free stuff?”

“This little conversation doesn’t seem to be going anywhere.” Benio brings Haruhi to her feet.

  “Now that we know what’s going on, we can't allow this maiden to stay here! Well prepare her paperwork and have her transferred to Lobelia at once. And we'll welcome her into the Zuka Club.” Benio annonces.

 “Hey, wait a second!” Haruhi pulls away from Benio’s grip.

 “There seem to be some misunderstandings here. I mean, first of all you called senpai a halfer!”

  “Cause he is one, half French half Japanese.” Honey informed.

  “Well uh anyway, I don’t think it’s fair for you to pick on the Host Club just because you don’t think they have the same history as you do!” 

“We barely have any history, we were just founded two years ago.” The twins state.

  “Yea the boss created it when he started highschool here.” 

“Be that as it may, saying their club activities are only held to satisfy their appetites is just wrong. I mean it’s not like the host club is changing their guests or anything.” Haruhi spoke, grasping at straws.

 “Well I wouldn’t call it a charge, we do have a point system. We offer services based on winning bids of auctions on our website, along with other side gambles Y/n runs too.”  Kyoya turns his computer around to face Haruhi.

  “Check this out Haruhi, your used mechanical pencil? Just sold with a winning bid of thirty thousand yen. Good for you.”

Haruhi whips her head towards Y/n and Kyoya in disbelief. 

  “What! But I thought I’d lost that pencil? Why didn’t you tell me about this before you two! I had no idea you were collecting money!” Haruhi yelled.

  “So you thought we were all just working here as volunteers? While it’s not much because of the expensive organizing events, we happen to make a small profit from it.” Kyoya explained.

 “You can’t sell other people’s things without asking permission! That’s stealing!” Haruhi frustratedly spoke.

  “Well I didn’t exactly steal, I got the twins to do it for me.” Y/n grinned.

  “It wasn’t stealing, you dropped that pencil on the floor.” The twins defended.

  Haruhi just gave them a scowl.

 Tamaki rushes over to Haruhi with tears in his eyes.

  “I’m sorry Haruhi! It’s not like we were hiding it from you! Here, you can have mine, it’s got a cute teddy bear on it!” Tamaki holds up a blue pencil with said bear on the top.

  “Senpai, I don't want your pencil.” Haruhi blankly spoke.

  “Then I’ll make it up to you! How about I tell you the secrets to my success and fondest memories!” Tamaki begged.

  “Not to be rude, Senpai, but I’m not really interested in that information.”

 Tamaki gasped in fear, then quickly returned to his corner.

 “Oh you poor dear, I can’t believe they’ve been deceiving you!” Chizuru empathizes.

  “Hey, why don’t you dumb these losers and come with us?” Hinako proposed.

  “Hold on Hinako. This young maiden has had quite the day. We’ll give you some time to think about it. We’ll come back for your answer tomorrow, we’ll then, adieu.” The girls prance out of the host club.

 Haruhi turns around after they’ve left to face the host club.

  “I’d better be going, I’ve got some thinking to do.” She walks out leaving Tamaki in shambles.

  “Why did you tell her the truth?! You just added fuel to the fire!” Tamaki screamed.

  “The facts are facts.” Kyoya calmly spoke.

  “She was doomed to figure it out sooner or later.” Y/n shrugged.

  “Maybe we should’ve asked before we sold her pencil on the internet.” Honey quietly spoke.

  “Yea for all we know that pencil could’ve been a keepsake from her mom.” Kaoru adds.

  “Nah it was just a freebie they were giving out at an electronic store.”

 Tamaki looks out a window.

“Gentlemen, just think about it. Haruhi may be basically indifferent, but if she had to choose, we know that she tends to favor men’s clothing, and besides, when she first joined the host club, didn’t she tell us..”

 ‘Being a host and being fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad!’

“Why didn’t I realize this before? Perhaps they would be a better match for Haruhi. Maybe she’d be better off with the Zuka Club.” Tamaki sadly mumbled.

  “Yea, she’s the perfect fit for a girls school.” Kaoru resigned.

 “Haru-chan is going to transfer away!” Honey starts balling his eyes out.

 “What are we gonna do?” Hikaru nervously spoke.

  “Haruhis so smart, passing Lobelia scholarship tests would be a piece of cake.”

 “And, Lobelia Academy has the money to pay off the eight million yen debt She owes us.” Kyoya adds, worsening the worry.

  “Calm down gentlemen, it’ll be alright! just Listen to what I have to say! I have a secret plan!” Tamaki turns around excitedly.

  “Yeah boss, what is it?” The twins questioned the sparkling blonde.

  “Alright men! We need to show Haruhi we are the better choice.”

  “And how do we do that?” 

“By showing we can provide both a masculine side and a feminine side!”

   The host club was silent trying to figure out what Tamaki was on about.

 “Wait, do you mean cross dressing?” Y/n 

  “Exactly!” 

 Today the club was extra early to arrive, putting the prince’s brilliant plan to action.

  The twins brought many gorgeous dresses from their moms company.

Tamkai picked out a rose coloured dress with gold lining, with a matching red choker.

  Honey picked out an adorable pink dress with white lace along the edges.

  The twins chose matching blue and yellow, off the shoulder dresses.

   Mori chose to not wear a dress, but instead wore a chivalrous blue suit with yellow accents.

 And last but not least Kyoya went with an elegant dark purple maid dress, with a magenta bow on the chest.

 “Come on Y/n you’ve got to wear a dress!” The twins pleaded.

  “Why does Mori get to not wear a dress?” Y/n complained.

  “Just put this on.” The twins shoved a black dress on with some additional jewelry.

 Y/n let’s out a sigh before going off to one of the changing rooms.

  The dress was a black gothic Victorian dress on the sides were slits rising his upper thigh, with lace sleeves, the ruffled top was fully unbuttoned only held together by a tight corset. 

 “I feel like I’m about to convince someone to let me bite their neck.” Y/n spoke walking out.

  Before Y/n could protest, flashes of light came from the twins' camera.

  “How much time do you think we have before Haruhi arrives?” Y/n spoke, adjusting the dress.

  “Why do you ask?” Kyoya looks towards him.

  “Well if we are truly committing to showing Haruhi we can be ‘feminine’ and what not, we should go all in and do makeup.” 

 “Well no one here has experience with makeup.” Kyoya looks back at the club.

  “I am well aware, I’ve seen what the twins did to Haruhi’s face for the formal.” Y/n cringed at the memory.

  “-And besides I actually have experience so I could help.”

 “Oh please we did a great job with Haruhi. It can’t be that hard.” The twins chime in.

  “If you say so..”

 “Oh kyoya! I forgot to mention-“ Y/n turns back to Kyoya.

  The twins chased Tamaki trying to get his makeup on.

  “You look great in a dress, you should dress like that more often.” Y/n grinned.

  “Thank you, Y/n.” Kyoya smiled.

  Screams were followed after from a certain blonde.

 A door creaks open and everyone freezes.

  “Men! In position now!.” Tamaki commanded.

 The door opens, and a spotlight shutters revealing the club in their new attire.

 “Ouran Host club welcomes you!” The hosts spoke in a cheerful tone.

 The Zuka club along with Haruhi turn pale white.

  “Oh Haruhi, welcome back.” Tamaki tried to make his voice more feminine.

  “Look Haru-chan! I'm a princess now, aren’t I cute?” Honey spins around, his pink dress dancing along with him.

 “What is the meaning of this! Are you trying to make fun of women?” Benio gasped at the mere thought.

  “What? No, that’s not it at all. Everything’s going according to plan. Our strategy is guaranteed to even make a crying child smile. It’s a freebie campaign!” Tamaki giggles in a high pitch tone.

  “My dears, you ladies have all lived sheltered lives at Lobelia, so you might not know that commoners are weak. They have a weakness for free things.” Tamaki turns to look directly at Haruhi.

 “Haruhi, you may be distracted by the Zuka club, but choose us! And you gain not only a host club full of brothers but sisters as well! See? 

 This way, you can experience feminine bonding while staying at the host club! Isn’t that a great idea? Aren’t I pretty?” Tamaki sparkles.

 “We’re The Hitachiin sisters! Which one of us is prettier?” The twins spoke in a pitchy girl voice.

 “I’m just teasing you!” Hikaru spoke as they giggled.

 “Listen Haru-chan! You can call me big sis from now on!” Honey happily spoke.

 Kyoya waved an elegant floral black fan in front of his face.

 “Why you-“ Benio gritted her teeth.

  “Do you idiots really you are gonna win her over like this! I’ve had enough of your fooling around!” Benio is red in the face.

  Haruhi starts breaking out in laughter barely containing herself.

“This is too much! I don’t even get what you’re trying to do! I knew you were a bunch of goofballs but geez!” She falls to the floor gasping for air.

 The twins glide towards her.

 “Are we really that funny?”

She begins laughing even harder, they could swear the rooms next to them could hear her.

  They began chasing Haruhi around the room.

 “Call me big sister! Come on, just do it! Just say it! Big sister! Say it please.”

 “Come on, cut it out! What were you guys thinking, what’s gotten into you guys?” She spoke between laughs.

 “We did this because we don’t want you to leave the host club.” Hikaru truthfully spoke.

 She’s nothing but a smile and giggles now.

 “Well Maiden, have you made your choice?” Benio cuts in.

 “I’m sorry but your club is not for me.” She gets up brushing herself off.

 “I think the idea of a girls school is great. And your views are very unique and interesting. But I came to this school with a goal and plan for my future. So while I appreciate your offer, I really already knew that I wasn’t going to leave Ouran Academy.” She explained, causing Benio’s sidekick’s to gasp.

“Haruhi!” Tamaki cried out, before stopping suddenly.

 “Hold on, if you knew you weren’t gonna leave, why did you act so angry yesterday!” He points accusingly.

 “How would you feel if I stole something of yours without asking! I really liked that mechanical pencil, it was easy to write with!” Haruhi explains.

  “I’m sorry. But I offered my pencil and you didn’t want it!” Tamaki argued back.

  “Yeah and I still don't want it.”

 “Um, Benio?” Chizuru worriedly spoked.

  “Yes, I know.” Benio narrowed her eyes at the bickering two.

  “We’re not gonna give you up fair Maiden! I swear to you this, we’ll come and free you from this place! And when we do we’ll abolish the host club!” They announced.

 “Great, don't come back!” Y/n happily flipped them off.

  “Y/n, manners.” Kyoya writes in his book.

 “Oh please, you love it.” Y/n teased.

  “And anyways it’s hard to listen to you, when you look so drop dead gorgeous in that dress.” Y/n grinned, very obviously looking Kyoya up and down.

“Getting bold now, aren’t you?” Kyoya looks up from his book.

  “What can I say, you're just driving me crazy.” Y/n joked, ignoring his heart pounding out of his chest.

“Whatever you say.” He muttered, trying to focus back on his writing.

As this exchange happened, everyone was too busy to pay any mind, however a certain set of twins took note of Y/n’s odd behavior, with a sly grin

[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

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.

[winfreywrites]

my top 10 ouran ships ranked !!

haruhi x mori x kasanoda

tamaki x kyoya

hikaru x haruhi

kaoru x kyoya

nekozawa x tamaki

haruhi x tamaki

renge x kyoya

kaoru x haruhi

both twins x haruhi

both twins x kasanoda