#tamakixharuhi

[blue-cobalt]

One of my favorite TamaKyoHaru tropes is both Tamaki and Haruhi seducing Kyoya, so Haruhi is the unfiltered flirt that says anything that comes to mind due to her blunt and straightforward nature and Tamaki is the hypersexual flirt and Kyoya is panicked bisexual

[lemonilli]

[vikingknight90]

Like mother

Like daughter

[blakeblueboi]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fujioka Haruhi/Suoh Tamaki, Fujioka Haruhi & Suoh Tamaki Characters: Suoh Tamaki, Fujioka Haruhi, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru Additional Tags: Trans Male Character, Transmasc Haruhi, Transgender Haruhi, He/him pronouns for Haruhi, past transphobia, but it's not really, It was just confusion, And that will be addressed, So don't worry, It's a plot point people, don't come for me, It's just Tamaki being dumb, Mutual Pining, Characters being dumb, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Denial of Feelings, tamaharu - Freeform, mentions of depression, Eventual Relationships, Tags will be added Summary:

To say that this month had been strange… would be an understatement. Not strange in a sense of the paranormal, or out of the ordinary, it was the same things that the hosts were used to, only- strange didn’t really fit the description of the vibe anymore.

Haruhi's having some trouble and well- the twins don't really help much.

(Also this is a fuckin stupid fanfiction that I decided to write out of the shear spite of absolutely zero content on this fuckin subject, and that subject being Trans!Haruhi being happy with his golden retriever boyfriend, so here ya go)

[sweetidiot-prince]

*slides you a 20* hit me with that tamaharu

SHIP MEME

Tamaki Suoh ♡ Haruhi Fujioka

Who wakes up first? Haruhi. While they both stick to their schedules and wake up when needed, I feel like Tamaki will enjoy the moments when he can sleep in. And try to have Haruhi stay sleeping longer.

Who is grumpiest in the morning? Haruhi. No one can put up with Tamaki’s bullshit at 8am

Who cooks breakfast? Haruhi. Though it’ll be something simple

Who serves the other breakfast in bed? Tamaki. And then he spends the next hour desperately trying to clean the kitchen before Haruhi notices the mess that shouldn’t have been been possible

Who suggests the skip work and stay home? Tamaki. He takes his job seriously. Very seriously. And school too. And he knows how much they both mean to Haruhi. But sometimes he just wants to spend more time with Haruhi because they’re so busy with work and school. 

Who falls asleep on top of the other? Haruhi. She’s busier than Tamaki, and she’s working harder than him in school (especially since Tamaki is starting to do homework last minute because he’s enjoying his freedom in Wonderland). So they might be doing homework on the couch in one of their apartment, and bam. She’s out.

Who always has to be touching the other? Tamaki. He’s very touchy/feely and he likes to know that she’s there. Especially with the events in their killingjoke thread, and what’s about to happen, he doesn’t ever want to see her disappear again

Who stays up until 2 reading? They both do. Haruhi might have lost track of the time with the thing she was reading. And Tamaki is doing his last-minute reading for class again.

Who kisses their partner while they’re sleeping? They both do, but it’ll more often be Tamaki because he’s into that cute shit. But whenever Haruhi kisses him while he’s sleeping, he does this little sigh because he’s lucid dreaming.

Who is most adventurous? Tamaki. And he will drag Haruhi to experience every new possible thing that they can possibly do together. With time, of course. They have all the time~

Who is most protective? Listen. Tamaki has tried to stop Haruhi from doing things because he identifies as her father. He gets involved with things that he shouldn’t because he has her best interest in mind. He’s most protective and he’s stupid for it.

Who cares too much? Tamaki: He’s very emotional and he wears his heart on his sleeve and isn’t ashamed to show it. It can, however, be an issue at times because he is very very very very emotional. But Haruhi also cares a lot, but like a good level of care.

Who is most competitive? Tamaki over the stupidest stuff. But he would let Haruhi win. And she would win before he sabotaged himself

Who sings in the shower? Tamaki. And he starts singing before the shower starts. he used the shower head as a microphone so when the water finally reaches it, it splashes his stupid face

Who is more likely to get naughty in inappropriate places? No one? Do I have to pick someone? Tamaki wouldn’t dare try anything in public and I can’t see Haruhi doing anything either. 

Rate this ship: 10/10. I’ve always been a sucker for this ship and I remember how invested I was into it when I was growing up and reading the manga. And when the anime gave me that LACKLUSTER HUG AND NOT KISS IN THE LAST EPISODE. With me playing Tamaki, I couldn’t imagine a better Haruhi ;* Also their build-up here in Wonderland has been ahhh-mazing so far.

[stingraychan]

[vannahfanfics]

Rain, Rain, Go Away

Category: Romantic Fluff

Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club

Characters: Tamaki Suoh, Haruhi Fujioka

As Haruhi stepped out of the threshold to the school building and the skies immediately split open to shower her with cold, pounding rain, it was pretty much the cherry on top of an already monumentally dismal day. As her brunette hair became instantaneously plastered across her forehead, she only sighed heavily and swiped a finger across her skin to push the wet strands out of her eyes. Of course, she had not brought an umbrella since she had declined to check the weather forecast because she woke up thirty minutes late this morning and barely had time to get herself together before scrambling out of the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Tamaki. He had an earlier class and had woken up earlier and left long before she had, so she had no one to ensure she had woken up on time. She hadn’t, but instead slept right through her alarm. That was only the beginning of an all-around miserable day.

She had missed the city bus and had to run to school. She had only barely made it, blasting into her classroom in a sweaty, wheezing mess, only to sink into her desk and discover she had left her laptop at home. She had barely been able to keep up hand-writing notes and it left her hand terribly cramping. She had tripped in the lunchroom and made an even more fool of herself and hadn’t been able to get the grease stain out of the pretty new skirt Tamaki had bought her as a present. Her beleaguered demeanor and shabby clothes had of course attracted stares the rest of the day. In her last class, she had discovered that she had done the wrong section of homework due to a miscommunication, and had been forced to take a lesser grade by turning it in late the following day. Just as school had ended and she thought that perhaps her streak of bad luck would lift, the day had literally decided to rain on her parade.

“I just have to get home, and nothing bad can happen there…” she mumbled while pulling her bag closer to herself in a pitiful effort to keep it from getting entirely drenched. The other students walked around her, holding their umbrellas aloft as they chatted amiably, and no one offered Haruhi a spot underneath their shield from the rain. Haruhi sniffed against the cold settling into her body as she tromped down the school steps and turned onto the sidewalk that would lead her home. Her hand continuously swiped her bangs out of her eyes, which she had scrunched up against the rivulets of water streaming down her skin. As if her day hadn’t been comically miserable enough, of course, a driver carelessly drove through a widening puddle against the curb and sent a wave of water falling over her. “You have got to be kidding me!” she screeched angrily as she held up her arms, which were now laden with slimy street water. She wrung the ends of her long sleeves while gritting her teeth, watching as the stream of water that poured forth dove into the layer of it flowing across the sidewalk and soaking into her shoes. Every inch of her clothing clung uncomfortably to her. Her notes were undoubtedly soaked, as her bag had not escaped the wall of water flung at her. “Just get home,” she mumbled again before continuing her trudge down the street.

By the time Haruhi made it home, she was already sneezing. Water puddled onto the linoleum floor as she tromped into the flat with a series of gross-sounding squelches. She pulled her schoolbag off her person and gingerly retrieved her binder, then grimaced; the pages within were clumped together in one sodden mass. Rather than changing into warm clothes because she absolutely had to salvage her notes, she flung the drenched bag aside to let it pool across the apartment floor and headed to the bathroom to retrieve her blow-dryer. After blasting the pages with enough heat to make them manageable, she strung several lines of twine across the largest space, the living room, and meticulously strung each page up with clothespins to let them air-dry. By this time, Haruhi’s clothes were only slightly damp. As she walked to the entryway to retrieve her still-dripping schoolbag, she neglected the puddle of water that had formed there and promptly slipped. She screamed as she landed harshly on her side, and burning pain traveled up her arm and across her shoulder from striking that sweet spot of her elbow. She lay there curled up on the ground for a moment, whining in pain while her clothes eagerly soaked up the water there like sponges. She laid her head against the floor and contemplated dying, and the door burst open.

“Haruhi?! Are you okay?” Of course, it was Tamaki, freaking out. As much as she loved him, she could not deal with his overwhelming protectiveness right now.

“I’m fine,” she muttered as she pushed herself onto her hands and knees, then reached out to slide her schoolbag over the floor. It left a smear of water in its wake, like the slime trail of a slug.

“Let me help you up!” he twittered, and Haruhi, in her ire at her miserable day misplaced, harshly smacked his hand away and glared at him.

“I said I’m fine! Now leave me alone, Tamaki!” He recoiled at her harsh tone and simply allowed her to rise unsteadily to her feet. She cursed as she sneezed loudly a few times in a row and felt the shivers coming on. Ugh, now is not the time for me to have a fever! I have too much to do! She thought through gritted teeth. She ignored her perplexed boyfriend and the rest of their friends who had been attracted from the neighboring apartment peering into the doorway. She batted the drying pieces of paper away as she unsteadily wobbled into her bedroom, and threw the door shut behind her. The bag slipped from her hand as she fell face-first into her bed, just wanting a moment of something soft and warm, but then realized that in the process she had drenched her comforter and screamed in exasperation. The thick, plush fabric absorbed her ire as it did the water.  

A warm shiver did not relieve the chill she had contracted. A pile of discarded tissues was already forming as she sat curled up in her office chair, wrapped in two thick blankets with snot running from her nose, and barely able to type at her computer for the intensity of her shivering. This made Haruhi’s annoyance persist, and her sour mood did not help her concentrate in the slightest. In a fit of rage, she flung her computer aside and slammed her forehead against the desk, then repeatedly continued banging it in some attempt to vent all her nervous, angry energy. I just want this day to be over. It wasn’t that simple, though. She had to finish her work. Without lifting her head, she groped for her laptop and dejectedly pulled it to her. That’s when the knock at the door came, soft and hesitant.

“Haruhi?” Tamaki’s voice floated through the wood like the tune of a song Haruhi didn’t realize she had missed. Rather than being irritated by his appearance like earlier that day, she was relieved, and then immediately guilty. Ugh, I was such a jerk… she thought with a groan. Too embarrassed now to open the door, she just continued to sulk against the desk with her hand still resting on the keyboard of her laptop that she now had no intention to use; Tamaki took her lack of yelling to be permission, and she heard the doorknob twist and the soft creak of the door as it slowly opened. There was a silence as he drank in her sorry state and the collection of tissues on the floor. “… I take it you had a bad day.”

“Uh-huh.” His footsteps were soft as he strode across the carpet. There was a soft thunk against Haruhi’s desk and a warmness that bloomed across her cheek, and she looked up to see a steaming bowl of soup resting just at the edge of the desk, and Tamaki’s softly smiling face hovering above it. At the kind gesture, especially after her rude treatment of him, Haruhi’s bottom lip wobbled and she pulled the blanket over her face. “You shouldn’t have…” She did not resist as Tamaki spun the chair around and crouched in front of her, pulling the blanket off her head to reveal the pouty expression she was wearing.

“Of course I should have. When someone has a bad day, it is only common practice to make them feel better, no?” His serene smile and kind face warmed Haruhi more than the soup ever could have. With a sigh, she fell forward to loosely wrap her loving boyfriend in a hug. “Eh?” he blinked, mildly confused at the response.

“I just wanted you to know that I appreciate you. I’m sorry I snapped earlier, Tamaki.” The sigh slipped past her lips as she buried her face into his neck, his luscious blonde hair falling over her face. She felt eased as she breathed in the familiar scent of him.

“Oh,” he chuckled softly. Haruhi smiled as he turned his head to press a kiss into her comparably tousled and messy locks. “That’s okay. I only cried about it for about ten minutes.” Haruhi snorted with laughter because she didn’t doubt the dramatic fool did. The blanket slipped off her shoulders as she sat up, and Tamaki fixed it with a bright smile. “Do you feel better?”

“Much,” she affirmed happily. Her eyes drifted over his face for a moment, and then she leaned forward once more to gently press their lips together. She felt the heat blaze across Tamaki’s face at the sudden action, but he relaxed after a moment and reached up to gently caress her cheek though it was clammy and hot with fever. He would probably catch her cold, but Haruhi didn’t think either of them cared in that moment, since they were too absorbed in each other. Haruhi was reminded, as she always was, how grateful she was that she ended up in that music room as the rain clouds cleared and the sun shone down on a brilliant new day…

Enjoy this oneshot? Feel free to peruse my Table of Contents!

[hitachiinmisadventures]

I took a cliché and made it my own so uh, you can totally judge this but only if you read it first lol

[purintarts]

TAMAKI’S DADDY MOMENTS

Tamaki had daddy kink even before it was popular.

Making this edit because I’m having my Ouran fever again.

[princess-kidatheart17]

I called this "WHAT SHOULD'VE FUCKING HAPPENED" 😭 HOW COME THIS SHOW DON'T HAVE A 2ND SEASON??

[blue-cobalt]

Tamaki: Such a beautiful view

Haruhi: Indeed

Tamaki: Do you know what else is pretty?

Haruhi: What else?

Tamaki: My reflection in your eyes

[darkedgey]

Love that FRIENDS reference 😂

[In the classroom]

Tamaki: [Whispering] Haruhi kissed me.

Kyoya: [Gasps] Okay, so... was she holding you? Or were her hands on your back...?

Tamaki: No, actually first they were... They started on my waist. And then they slid up, and then they were in my hair.

Kyoya: Oh, God!

[In the music room]

Haruhi: I kissed Tamaki.

Kaoru: Tongue?

Haruhi: [Smirk] Yeah.

Kaoru: [Smirk] Cool.

[vikingknight90]

Ok but the time Tamaki literally gave Haruhi 'bedroom eyes' though?

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Spoilers, potential seizure trigger

Title: Secret

Editor: SapphireStar26

Studio: Eternal Voice Studio

Song: Can You Keep a Secret?

Artist: The Cab

Anime: Ouran High School Host Club

Category: Romance

[yellosushi-blog]

OHSHC. love this anime so much. haruhi and tamaki in the corner.

[ochakko]

Ouran High School Host Club desktop wallpapers ♡

→ requested by anon ( ´ ▽ ` )