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cvlutos · 1 year

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TWISTED WONDERLAND: HOST CLUB AU

♡ President: Vil Schoenheit — The “Prince Charming” Type

The definition of perfect, with such eloquent words and perfect charm that has all the men and women swoon. Irresistable and so kind and sweet to all around him. He's quite elegant and alluring. They say that his beauty has no bounds, yet behind closed doors, he is a ticking time bomb.

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Rook Hunt — The “Unique” Type

~ Unofficial Member, but another constant, that is rather suave yet odd. With a few dedicated customers, that come for him and him alone. Even if he's rarely in the host Clubroom and off doing whatever it is he does. No one's even sure that they've seen him outside of being around Vil.

Epel Felmier — The “Innocent” Type

~ Host in Training, and is attached to the hip with Vil, due to him being the next Host President when Vil graduates. Epel is becoming a host because not only was he causing trouble but had quite the fan base, which Azul practically begged Vil to take him because of the money he would draw in. Which he was correct about.

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♡ Vice President: Azul Ashengrotto — The “Cool” Type

Suave yet cunning. Ready to cash in a check and make a deal anytime. Yet so charismatic, that before you know it you find yourself drowning in his charm and almost cold exterior. Yet in private he’s just a blushing bride.

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Jade Leech n’ Floyd Leech — The “Devil" Types

~ Unofficial part of the Host Club, but seen around constantly, sometimes entertaining the guests, for a limited time and with higher price. They love stealing other hosts Clients.

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♡ Kalim Al-Asim — The “Loli-Shota” Type

Truthful to all he is. Super energetic and such a sweetheart, so willing to entertain and share. Time with him is always a party and seems absolutely grand. Yet it seems that a snake lurks behind his back.

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Jamil Viper — The “Mysterious” Type

~ Always by Kalim’s side and is often cold. Yet has rare moments of him being kind when he thinks he’s alone. Which brings the people to see both him and Kalim often. Since he rarely takes on clients due to him being quite busy.

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♡ Malleus Draconia — The “Strong and Silent” Type

Intimidating yet graceful. Clients flock to him in droves, desperate to merely be within his presence. Not much is known about him besides the fact he loves to play the violin. [Though he has a habit of not showing up, either accidentally or purposely]

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Lilia Vanrouge — The “Allusive” Type

~ A member of the Host Club by mere association to Malleus, only comes to either take the place of Malleus clients if they'll have him, or he'll find random clients he finds interesting and bother them for the day. The entire day.

Silver — The “Princely” Type

~ A prince surrounded by peasants, people practically throw themselves at his feet. He's your natural type host, sweet, honest, kind. If he in any sense takes up your time in a rude way, he'll make up for it. [He has often fallen asleep on his hosts, and they absolutely love it.]

Sebek Zigvolt — The “Dedicated” Type

~ Another Hosts-In-Training that accidentally became a host but merely wanted to be a client for Malleus. [The others noticed that Sebek had a small fanclub and urged Malleus to ask him to join. Sebek obviously said yes] Sebek is a interesting host, he doesn't have a lot of clients, half the reason he scares them off, but the ones that do stay, even if he's awkward he treats them kindly.

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♡ Idia Shroud — The “Otaku” Type

He's a rare host that people rarely get a chance with and most the time they only get magazines or photos of him and practically go feral when he's in person and absolutely love his introverted nature.

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♡ Riddle Rosehearts — The “Noble” Type

No one knows how or why Riddle is a host, but within a week of being a host, he had built quite the fan base. He's quite respect, earnest, honest, and kind to a certain degree. With perfect posture and always orderly, people love his overall collective air.

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Trey Clover — The “Husband” Type

~ Trey is a host that's also busy and out and about, but always spoils his clients with baked treats. Always thanking them for being patient and complimenting them. This also extends outside of the Host Room, if he recognizes you, which he will, he's is kind and sweet, fixing your collar or your hair, and doing all the things a husband would.

Cater Diamond — The “Influencer” Type

~ He is everywhere at once and quite literally in all the Host Club’s Drama. But he's also a client hopper, sometimes he'll stay with two different clients for weeks before dropping them and getting two other clients. He's real sweat about it so no one takes offense when he's finding different clients.

Deuce Spade — The “Loyal” Type

~ Another Hosts-In-Training and unlike the other Hosts, he'll go out of his way to see a client of his, so he probably takes in very few and sticks to maybe four or five different clients and gives each of them 100%. He's such a cutie that everyone adores him and he has quite the fandom that love his utter loyalty.

Ace Trappola — The “Heart Breaker” Type

~ He's also a Host in Training, and similarly to Cater, he client hopping and client stealing, just taking up random clients that he likes and that he'll maybe see again if he really likes them. He purposely takes Riddle's Clients, and many treat it as an honor to be picked by him.

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♡ Leona Kingscholar — The “Rebel” Type

He's never in the Host Clubroom yet the second most popular. He never shows up for anything and most his fans sustain by photos or magazines of him. But when he's there, there's a entire rush of students trying to see him, the halls are packed and stuffed like sardines that listen to no one but Leona, who can merely wave them all and in a instant they leave.

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Ruggie Bucchi — The “Sneaky” Type

~ Ruggie is also an unofficial host, that more often then not is telling others about which hosts.will be in the Clubroom and which hosts won't, he's sorta of chaos control, that keeps the host room from being overrun daily. Few people come to see him and whenever they do, their moments are spent running chores with him and not like the usual host do.

Jack Howl — The “Wild” Type

~ Hosts-In-Training but originally Host Clubroom Security. Which he stills does, standing by the doors, often scaring people away from breaking any rules. How he became a host, no one knows, but they simply know that people love his Justice driven personality and swoon when he speaks.

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And You,

♡ [Name] [Surname] — The “Natural” Type

It's unclear whether youre the host, attendee, or client but that you're in the Host room quite frequently. People love the natural air around you and you don't feel like a larger than person and your treat everyone equally. So there's always the lurking fans that being you gifts whenever they see you and when you accept they run off blushing. Still no one is sure if youre a host, a simply attendee, and or client, this has been an ongoing discussion but your bring in money, so why does it matter.

NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE

Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Night Raven College. The NRC Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys, with too much time on their hands, entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Night Raven College's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful.

ROYAL SWORD ACADEMY

With Royal Sword Academy, another school for the rich and famous, that prides themselves on talent and righteous acts above all else. Who heard secrets and whispers about you and constantly try and convince you to join RSA. They could also possibly trying to create a host club just so you'll come to their school.

NOBLE BELL COLLEGE

Noble Bell College, with Rollo Flamm, who visits NRC under the guise of work but is viewed as a Malleus’ and or Your Client. No one is sure why he comes, but he's paying and respectful so no forces him to leave.

#host club au #twst au #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland au #twisted wonderland fluff #twisted wonderland x reader

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quinloki · 1 month

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Muse in Overdrive

May the gods grant me efficiency today.

I want to write a one-shot set in the Host Club AU After Hours Sabo x Reader story where the reader wants Sabo to claw the memory of an ex lover out of her bones, and she knows he's just mad enough under the surface to do what she needs (to the tune of this song:

BUT ALSO AND I want to draw the scene from the latest chapter of Honeysuckle: Red where Kid's bloody finger is tracing a line up the reader's throat, tilting her head up - and then you see this exaggerated point of view where a moonlight-rimmed, golden eyed feral vampire shrouded mostly in darkness and dripping blood is asking "-Or my thrall?"

Cause fuck me that was hot and I can't believe I came up with it.

I'm of work today, so may be possible to do both.

Wish me luck!

#quin muses #x reader #reader insert #revolutionary sabo #sabo one piece #Host Club AU #Honeysuckle: Red #eustass kid #Spotify

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beanschan · 2 months

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more of the tempus host club au !! bettel being #1 but also the biggest boyfail is so dear to me you don't understand

ft hakka being his emotional support and mother altare

this is all i can think ab help

#holostars #holotempus #regis altare #gavis bettel #banzoin hakka #tempus vanguard #holostars tempus #drunk girlfail bettel #holotempus host club au #host club au #Bettelful #WorkofAlt #PIHAKKASSO

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ciaossu-imagines · 4 months

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Could you do Bleach and Host Club? With any character of your choosing because I love them all to various degrees.

Of course I can, my lovely anon! Thank you so much for sending in the request and I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons!

Okay, I feel a little bit like I'm cheating here, since this is the second AU set in a high school setting but I'm setting this AU firmly in the same universe as Ouran High School Host Club. It still takes place at Ouran Academy. It's been a long time since Tamaki and the other Hosts have graduated and honestly, the Host Club became a sort of school fixture even after they left, a tradition of the school. However, in the past couple of years, the club became abandoned because of lack of student interest in becoming 'hosts'.

The Academy has new headmasters this school year though. Shunsui is the new Headmaster, with Jushiro being his Deputy Headmaster. Shunsui, being the man he is, laments the lack of what used to be such a fun tradition and takes it upon himself, with Jushiro's blessing and support, to reinstitute the Host Club.

It's how he goes about it that's rather amusing though. Since there was still a real lack of student interest among the males in becoming Hosts, Shunsui told his teachers that certain male students, the ones selected by the teachers and the Headmasters, who received consistent detentions would now get a choice - they could face further detentions and possible suspensions, or they could choose to become Hosts for the Host Club.

While the idea seemed rather…stupid as one particular teacher put it to most of the staff, they all begrudgingly agreed to it and act upon the new rule, especially since they all know that neither Shunsui or Jushiro will give up on their idea, especially because it seems to amuse both of them greatly.

The first student to become a Host is Renji Abarai. He did get frequent detentions for uniform violations and fighting, almost all of them given to him by the Japanese teacher Byakuya Kuchiki…and it might have been Byakuya who made sure he was the first one sacrificed to this new rule. A little bit of it might have been Byakuya's own seeming dislike of the boy, especially given how close the boy was to Rukia Kuchiki, Byakuya's younger sister. Renji gets deemed the 'Bad Boy type' and honestly, he's pretty popular as a Host, though he really doesn't much like being one. The rare times he seems to really be enjoying the club is when Rukia comes around and spends time with him.

Renji is quickly joined by Ichigo Kurosaki, who does receive frequent detentions for uniform violations, tardiness, skipping school, and getting into fights. You think with all that he'd be a 'bad boy' type as well but it's decided there can't be repeat types inside the club and he gets branded as the 'Athletic type' due to his outstanding performance in athletics and prior place on a couple of the school's sports teams. He was really pissed off about even being in the club at first but kind of mellows out to it. He makes a show of not really caring about the club or his other Hosts but the truth is he makes friends out of most of them, gets along well with most of the girls who comes to see him, and besides, his best friend Chad was recruited at the same time as the 'Foreigner type' and his other good friend Orihime comes to see them often so there are some perks to this whole thing.

Yachiru takes it upon herself in the early stages of the club becoming a thing again to take her place as the Club Manager and she has so much fun bossing all the boys around and making them bend to her whims, which are many and mostly off the wall and insane but very fun. She makes her adoptive father, Kenpachi, the school's physical education teacher, give two students detention a lot so that she can rope them into the club because she wants them to be Hosts.

And that's how Hisagi and Kira both get forced into the Host Club on very trumped up detention charges, both of them will argue (and rightfully so). Hisagi is also head of the school's newspaper and also part of a band, so while he does actually enjoy his duties as a Host, he's always complaining about how much of his time the club takes up. He really wanted to be billed as the 'Rock Star type' but Yachiru shut him down and said it sounds too cool for him, so she dubbed him the 'Literary type'. It's actually rather fitting, especially since one of the things he does that makes him so popular with his guests is that he'll sometimes recite poetry to them, either from classic poems or his own original poetry and song lyrics.

And Kira says he got off lucky with the 'Literary type' moniker, given that Yachiru dubbed him the 'Emo-Boy type'. He's really very popular with a certain subsection of the school and actually gets to discuss a lot of really big issues with the guests who frequent him, from the meaning of life to what might come after death. He frequently complains about having to work so hard for the Club and about having to dress up and do all these insane ideas, but he's having a lot more fun with it than you'd suspect.

Other students forced into the club because of teacher's unfairly picking on them or because it made the teacher's themselves very amused include Hanataro Yamada, who ended up puking during Biology teacher Mayuri's lesson and promptly got punished severely by automatic enrollment as a host. The shy boy is probably the worst host, having troubles really talking to his customers and is so awkward the entire time. He just wants to go home and it is so clear but as the 'Shy Type' that's really his appeal to the customers who request him.

Chemistry teacher Kisuke, meanwhile, just thought it would be amusing to watch brilliant but lazy student Akon be forced to be a Host. Dubbed the 'Mad Scientist type' by Yachiru, Akon really just kind of sits around and smokes, doesn't cause too much trouble and goes along with what's expected of him. He wouldn't really be such a popular Host if it wasn't for the fact he's become known for helping his 'guests' with their homework.

Shinji volunteered for the Host Club. It sounds like fun to him and he really does like the ladies. Yachiru dubs him the 'Wild type' because he's very changeable, with his hosting style constantly changing to fit the customer.

Both Ikkaku and Yumichika earn their way into the club though, as both get a lot of detentions for fighting and mouthing off to teachers. They're the least popular of the hosts and mentioning that will piss them off, even though they claim to hate being forced to join the club. Yumichika dubs himself the 'Pretty Boy type' and won't hear anything to the contrary. When he does get customers, he's well known for doing their hair and makeup and giving them styling types. Ikkaku, meanwhile, gets branded the 'Delinquent type' and has a really hard time keeping his customers happy. He almost never gets repeat customers but gets a lot of the host-hopper types.

Jushiro keeps trying to find reasons to give Toshiro detention and Toshiro knows it. The other teachers and especially Rangiku try to help find reasons but Toshiro is wise to their game. He's not going to be trapped in such an infantile club and he's the model of perfect student behaviour just to prevent Jushiro's seemingly relentless desire to see Toshiro become a Host.

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deathlysilent13 · 7 months

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DPxDC Fic Snippet: Host Club Danny

(Before we get going: this is not a Mature rated story. Genuine Host clubs/Hostess clubs have very little, if any, physical interaction and it is absolutely not sexual. Ouran High School Host Club is inaccurate, though I did draw from a tiny bit of that, as well. Basics to note: Danny co-owns the club with Harvey Dent, and very, very rarely works the floor, but when Harvey's friend's kids need a safe space, is there really any one else can can be trusted? Also, another Bad Fenton Parent story, though that isn't really more than background here.)

They reach for the food at the same time, dishing samplings of the cooking. “There’s so many things I want to throw at you,” Tim murmurs, staring down at his bruschetta, “but that NDA definitely threw me off. Don’t bother, I texted Damian, he’s already confirmed it’s damn near identical to the one he signed. You’re actually that serious about not breaking confidence, aren’t you?”

Danny nods, digging into the caprese salad. “Our guests come to be heard without judgment, to slough off the woes of the world for a moment. That can’t happen if they have to be on edge wondering what we’re going to tattle about, whether they’re going to be Miss Vale’s latest story.” He pins Tim with a sharp look, because one of the Wayne siblings had, in fact, been in the news that morning.

Tim grimaces. “Yeah, that’s Dick for you,” he grumbles. “Man grew up in the circus and despite living in Gotham as long as he has, he still hates being on the ground.”

Danny smirks. He’s been told about two of the chandelier incidents. From the look on Tim’s face, he sees it, because the man just groans again.

They get through the appetizers, and Danny’s setting Tim’s entree in front of him before he speaks again. “So, since I can’t ask about my brother,” Tim starts, pointing a fork at him, “the hell was with the bilateral NDA? Why would something like that be necessary?”

Danny settles back in his chair, making sure he’s still outwardly calm. “Because you’re not the only one with more than one face,” he answers simply as he tucks into his mushroom risotto with truffle oil.

Tim blinks, filet mignon halfway to his mouth. “I genuinely can’t tell what that means,” he says almost accusingly as he finally bites into his dinner.

Danny gives him a moment to savor. “It means everything said in this room is safe, no matter how dangerous it may be elsewhere,” he answers, keeping things simple. He won’t verify anything just yet, but honestly he has a sneaking suspicion that Tim’s enjoying the attention.

The man narrows his eyes, staring at Danny through two more bites. Instead of firing another question at Danny, however, he pulls out his phone and stares at it like it personally offended him. “What the hell did he tell you?” the man mutters, though mostly to himself.

Danny sips his chardonnay. “He told me what he needed to,” he says. “The point is to provide a safe space to let things off the chest. You have a copy of the NDA.” The last is a reminder, and one that has Tim’s eyes widening before narrowing.

Danny can’t help his smirk, which just makes Tim scowl. “What? You wanna talk about the years I spent alone in a house my parents couldn’t bother to heat while they were traipsing all over the country without me?” he asks sharply, though Danny can see scars long healed in his words. “Or about taking on a responsibility I never asked for because my hero had died and the city’s protector was going to kill someone if things didn’t change? The attempt on my life someplace I was supposed to be safe for trying to fill shoes I knew from the beginning were beyond me?”

Danny blinks, watching Tim rapidly approaching a breakdown. He’s pieced some of it together since learning that Damian was Robin, that Tim was before him. He doesn’t have everything, though. He manages not to sigh, wondering how many times he’s going to tell this family his own story to work around their blocks. So he does, telling him exactly what he’d told Damian about his accident, the portal, and his parents. Tim’s eyes go wider and wider as Danny continues, and he can see that the reason for the NDA sinks home.

Tim, thankfully, is just about done with his food, because it’s forgotten. “What the fuck,” he says hollowly. “You…..your parents?” Danny just nods.

Tim’s hand rakes through his hair. Danny watches him stare into his pinot noir. “I never wanted the cape,” he whispers. Danny can hear the confession, the secret he’s terrified to speak. “The second Robin had been killed by the Joker, Batman was losing it. Getting rougher, breaking bones for even petty crime. I’d been chasing them for years, watching. He’d caught me once, that Robin.” He pauses here, his face falling into a despondent sort of fondness. “I’d slipped off a fire escape and he was just there. Closest thing to a friend I had, and honestly if things had been different I might have loved him. I needed to help Batman, needed to get him back to the man my Robin believed in.” His breath hitches.

Danny sits quietly, letting him talk. He doesn’t much like the picture being painted. “The failure of an adult is not a child’s burden,” he says quietly. “You should never have had to make that choice.”

#wip excerpt #work in progress #dpxdc crossover #Bad Fenton Parents #But it's background #Host Club AU #Possibly some self healing #A little #We'll see

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kris-creations · 1 year

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Made some more of my Host Club Plance AU 💚💙

#plance #host club au #plance au #pidge x lance #pidge gunderson #lance mcclain #pidgeance #voltron pidge #voltron lance #voltron fanart

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sharkbeneaththelotus · 8 months

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Time I ramble on about my wips

So Liu Sang in G&G is just about to have a rope session with Xiaoge, his brain is 99% chaos and anticipation and I'm like. HMMMM how to make it really obvious this is aro, because! Liu Sang has so much love for his job XD and rope and it's so much *fun* for him! It's going to be an amazing time!!

And that can read as him being in love with Xiaoge, or having a crush or whatever, so 👀✨. Gotta make it clear that his crush is platonic, even if there might be sex involved at some point.

Liu sang: oh damn, that column tie is the neatest shit I have ever seen, wow, I can rest my entire weight on that and it hasn't budged an inch, Ouxiang is so Clever

Meanwhile Xiazi: tie me, daddy-- mhrmnph!

Xiaoge has had enough of all his talking u_u, it is gag time.

I thiiink I will have a-Tou and Liu sang assist the tie for Xiazi, BC Xiazi loves to be a little Shit, so the mood will fit well,. And then a-Tou can do a collaborative tie with xg, where she is cooperating and they make something very much like lace over her body, *nodnods*

But Liu sang, mmm, I think that needs to be a fight for their stage tie. So this scene will be Xiaoge and liu sang working out what level of resistance Liu Sang should put up on the final day, and how to manage the roles, and how they think the audience will like different strategiess

Hard since I write glitter&gold Xioage as being in his silent contentment phase and he barely talks.

...but of course, scene negotiations are the equivalent of the way canon Xg explains tomb shit, which means him talking clearly and precisely is the required mood. Mn.

#love a fic ramble #glitter&gold #host club au #liu sang #xiaoge #hei yanjing #hei xiazi

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chef-alta · 8 months

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ive had a megop host club au living in my head rent free for the past three months and now i need to draw it

Like what if Orion Pax was like Haruhi in OHSHC, where he had to take up the role as a rookie host alongside his archiving job or something. And then I was like what if Megatron was one of the top hosts at the club, but this new sweet and shy rookie starts getting more popular and climbing up the ranks because of he's just so darn stinking cute. Sooo Megs and Orion get tangled in a rivalry on who can be the top host, but theY END UP DEVELOPING FEELINGS FROM RIVALRY TO LOVERS THIS IDEA IS SO STUPID BUT IT WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE AND I NEED TO DRAW IT NOWWW

#megop #host club au #orion pax #megatron #i made a whole spotify playlist and everything #KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE #i wish i were better at explaining the gremlin story plots in my brain lmao #dont know if im gonna do host club au with regular robots or if i'll do a humanformers version #i've been super obsessed with some artists humanformers worldbuilding recently (especially oniwanbashu on deviantart)#so i've been dabbling in some humanformers aus of my own...#also rewatching ouran high school host club and tomorrow i'll be someone's girlfriend...#so those shows mixed with my transformers obsession = host club au #specifically megop #someone help

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cocoabell · 3 months

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jjk meets ohshc

it's the tokyo 5 with an exception for the twins bc we rlly didn't know who else it could be lmfao

this is what happens when you start sharing HCs in a discord server

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #ouran high school host club #ohshc #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru #geto suguru #haibara yu #nanami kento #yuji itadori #sukuna #this is silly but it works surprisingly well #can't believe I hadn't thought of it before #au #alternate universe #also yuji and sukuna are normal here okay #none of that weird “brotherly love”#cocoabell doodles

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mew-ya · 5 months

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uniform idea for @quinloki 's host club au 💗

#mew art #charlotte katakuri #one piece host club au #quinloki

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cvlutos · 1 year

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I cant help but imagine a jealousy situation in the host club AU.

Where you aren’t a host yourself but are you an active attendee specifically for one host but then one day you start seeing a different host and the original host just can’t take it, they feel like their pride and honor has been ripped from them and thrown on the ground and from there they start to loose it with bad thoughts and jealousy. why weren’t they enough for you? Were they not charming enough? Did your heart not feel as full in their company as theirs did in yours? What does he need to change to get you back with him? What makes that other guy so special and him not?

*PROUD HOST CLUB AU VOTER 🦅 *

No cause when I say gossip would spread, especially if youre known for seeing one specific host and you see someone else. Like imagine with Malleus, and you being his main client that only comes and sees him, only buys his merch, and you turn around and one-day visit Leona randomly. He's distraught and he's showing it. Sebek, who's a host in training, is definitely causing a riot, especially if you chose Leona.

Especially seeing that Leona rarely shows up, but suddenly he's always there for your appointments. And being an actual good host to you, it's a mess.

This goes with anyone tho, especially if you slowly stop seeing them and go to a different host. There's so much drama. But in a situation where you go to every host, practically host hopping but purposely avoid a specific host, he's deeply offended and will call you out on it, either privately or publicly.

The jealousy would be absolutely insane especially if all the main hosts liked you in some capacity.

#host club au #t.manor.gossip #t.manor.guests

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quinloki · 2 days

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I’m scared for the things you could do with a modern au jail cell in an apartment

Cause it could go from mild to wild and I’m like

>.> my heart

Oh the things I could do.

The things I would do.

the fact that I'm already trying to decide who, in the Host Club, lives in an apartment that has that amenity? Or EVEN BETTER

Maybe the Host Club itself is a refurbished prison. The Ivory Maiden >.>

Oh no, I know. By Any Other Name.

Because it's a reference to roses, and roses used to be tattooed on pirates >.> But it's also a reference to a doomed romance, so it's a good way for the hosts to keep clients at bay just enough to keep it professional.

It can also be a play on the whole concept of converting a prison into a fucking host club/escort club, and the societal views of "the prison of the flesh" etc etc.

that means every host who lives at the club has a jail cell in their apartment.

Ah, the things I WILL do.

#quin answers #kazieai #reader insert #Host Club AU #x reader

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ynverse · 1 year

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ouran messenger

OHSHC x gn! reader

synposis: after waking up in the middle of the night from a sudden influx of messages, you seem to have stumbled into a chat with your school’s popular group. can you survive the chaos of the host club and possibly find a chance at love while you’re at it?

genre: humor, chat/written fic, smau, fluff

warnings: swearing, mildly suggestive jokes

taglist: open! leave an ask/comment to join :)

status: ongoing ! no update schedule

START HERE:

♡ y/n character profile

♡ prologue

day one: (all routes)

↳ 07:00 ↳ 08:00 | story mode ↳ 10:40 ↳ 11:58 ↳ 12:50 | story mode ↳ 13:48 ↳ 15:00 ↳ 16:50 ↳ 18:02 ↳ kyoya’s message | kyoya’s call

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HAPPILY EVER AFTER:

♡ honey’s after ending

♡ mori’s after ending

♡ haruhi’s after ending

♡ hikaru’s after ending

♡ kaoru’s after ending

♡ tamaki’s after ending

♡ kyoya’s after ending

#ouran high school host club #OHSHC #ohshc au #ohshc smau #tamaki x reader #kyoya x reader #hikaru x reader #kaoru x reader #honey x reader #mori x reader #haruhi x reader #chatfic #ouran messenger smau

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willowtreebee · 20 days

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So… I was attempting to re-watch Ouran High School Host Club, and this is all I could see..

Transmasc Keith perhaps..? 😋

(Let’s pretend Tamaki wasn’t telling Haruhi to be more feminine throughout the series-)

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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.

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