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Of A Melody there once was | Ouran Highschool Host Club x Male reader
This is one of my longest fanfics ever! It's been sitting in my head, rotting away. The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!
Description: Of A Melody there once was | {You are here}
Prolouge: Prologue before the Chorus begins
Chapter 1: An introduction to the first note
Chapter 2: The joining of notes to create a nostalgic song
Chapter 3: Violin of Harmony
Chapter 4: Remembering the screeching tune in the memory | TBR
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Where a boy of great renowned for his musical talent was accepted to the one and only elite school, Ouran Academy. His once quite tune will become that of which is a boisterous song for all to hear! And this is all thanks to the help of 7 people in the famous Host Club. Some wouldn't even think twice that this boy was a commoner.
Warning: Music and art isn't mine, I do not own ohshc, but I do own this story. Talks of sexual assault and other forms of abuse, but not explicit
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Prologue before the Chorus begins | OHSHC x Male Reader
Prologue time!! Enjoy!! My Wattpad and Quotev!
Description: Of A Melody there once was
Prolouge: Prologue before the Chorus begins | {You are here}
Chapter 1: An introduction to the first note
Chapter 2: The joining of notes to create a nostalgic song
Chapter 3: Violin of Harmony
Chapter 4: Remembering the screeching tune in the memory | TBR
Chapter 5: TBD
Chapter 6: TBD
Chapter 7: TBD
Chapter 8: TBD
Chapter 9: TBD
Chapter 10: TBD
Chapter 11: TBD
Chapter 12: TBD
Chapter 13: TBD
Chapter 14: TBD
Chapter 15: TBD
Chapter 16: TBD
Chapter 17: TBD
Chapter 18: TBD
Chapter 19: TBD
Chapter 20: TBD
Chapter 21: TBD
Chapter 22: TBD
Chapter 23: TBD
Chapter 24: TBD
Chapter 25: TBD
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WARNING: implied death
Everyone had surrounded the young boy in the suit that fit his stature. His eyes so bright and full of life as he stood in the middle of the crowd. He loved having everyone's eyes on him. His lips had moved rhythmically as each note, each lyric, dripped out of his mouth like honey.
With the last word he had sung, there was a pause. All the guests there had clapped and cheered. This was young Y/n's life, and he was used to it. It wasn't a big life or an important one, but it was his. As his mini concert had ended, Y/n stepped toward his mom playfully.
“How was that mama? Did I do the notes right?”
The young boy's mother stared down at him with a kind smile. She had picked up the boy to flaunt to her friends as they complimented him. She wasn't avoiding the question, just needed to show the young boy she held in her hands how much of an impact he had on everyone around him. The young boy was a charmer, there was no doubt about that fact in anyone's mind.
This was not intentional. Every time he had tugged at the heart stings of his audience, it was all unintentional. Y/n was oblivious to this all the time, and it left him in an ignorance that was sort of a blissful one. His mother and pulled him in front of her while she held him close.
"You did beautifully Y/n! Everyone was enchanted! Taken to the world as your melody played through your voice."
The little boy in her arms had sparkles in his eyes. He was so proud his mother thought so highly of him. He was only 7 years old, but people saw a great future in him. He was not of wealth or fame, not of big fame that is, and of moderate wealth. His family was having a small party with friends, and this was all just to get Y/n to sing his melody to the friends of his parents.
They sometimes used the boy as a way to brag or bring some praise to them, but it brought so much joy to see everyone enjoy his melodies and songs. His singing was not the only musical talent Y/n had.
The singing was only one of many acts he was going to do for the guests in front of him. He was very well versed in many musical instruments, but Y/n did have his favorites. Even though they were of cliché choices, Violin and Piano were his favorites.
They were the sweetest out of the most, and delicate. Much like the boy who played them. He never understood how someone could make these instruments sound so aggressive, but he always made them delicate and soft, even with the songs of an aggressive tone. It may be because the instrument matches that of who plays them.
Before the second act, Y/n went to go find his closest friend. It was the only other child who was invited, and this is because this child was polite and of a nature that matched that of grown-ups. But with Y/n the two acted as any child would.
Y/n had found his brown haired friend after a minute of searching. It took longer because he was stopped by all the guests he passed to get a picture with them or to talk to them. It was mostly chatter of asking if he remembered them, which he didn't most of the time.
"Haru-chan! I'm over here!"
The brown eyed child looked at her friend with a blank stare. Y/n had run up to her with a big hug and spun her around. The two had gone to school together, and they lived pretty close, even if Y/n lived in a small house.
Y/n was really fond of Haruhi, she had made him happy and stood by him when no one would. Even if the two were only 7, they were really close with each other. They had been friends since they were 3.
"Did you like my song?"
Haruhi had nodded slightly as a response before her gentle voice had spoke.
"Mhm, it seems everyone else did too. I do have a question."
Y/n perked up at the thought of Haruhi having a question for him. She rarely did because she had the little boy figured out so quickly. But one thing had stumped her about his character.
"Why do you sing?"
Y/n had giggled at the question, but not in a way of being mean. No, it was in a gentle, childlike way.
"Because my melodies bring everyone so much joy! After each note of a song, people seem to be smiling!"
After that, the two played with each other. They played pretend mostly. Y/n was always the prince and Haruhi the knight or someone that would protect the prince. She never liked the gender roles of being the princess, and she saw herself more of a protector.
Haruhi had made it her duty to be Y/n's protector in a way since he was so popular for his singing. But sadly, this would have been one of the last times he would have sung for a group of people.
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Stuck in a white hospital, with his dad, Y/n was sitting ideally. Curious as to why they were here. Was Y/n sick? He didn't feel sick. He hadn't realized his mother was not with them. Y/n was only 10, he was more focused on the thoughts of curiosity of the surroundings.
He also wondered why he was not in school. Right now, he would have been studying with Haruhi, and making her panic a bit with his lack of knowledge on some things.
The two had cared for each other as if they were siblings, and some thought their relationship would be deeper than what they showed. They were only children, however, and only ever saw each other as siblings. Y/n had tugged on his father's sleeve.
"Dad, why are we here? Do I need a check-up? Are you sick?"
His father seemed to be stuck in his own mind as to what to tell this innocent child of his. He had not realized how much this would hurt his father.
"Y/n, my sweetest child of mine. Your mother is very sick right now. They might need to keep her in the hospital."
His father looked away with sadness. Y/n's eyes were shocked. His mother sick? No, it couldn't be his mother. His mother wasn't sick. Y/n was stuck in a loop of denial.
This poor boy was so sucked into his thoughts that he didn't notice he buried his head in his father's sleeve, crying. Y/n's father only patted him on the head, joining his child in the crying.
"Not my momma! She's gonna get better, right? She'll be okay and come back right, papa?"
The boy's father did not answer, only bringing his child closer to him. The nurse at the reception desk looked at them both with sympathy in her eyes. She could only imagine what their future would be like.
A year passed and Y/n's dearest mother was not doing any better. Haruhi and Y/n had visited her as much as they could, and Y/n even sang her songs. But Haruhi had noticed that after each visit, her friend grew more and more timid. Y/n's mother was his lifeline, so of course he was lower than he was before. Y/n had always thanks Haruhi for joining and comforting him whenever he cried.
This week was especially hard because Y/n's mother was in a comatose state. Haruhi only ever had empathy for her friend during this time. She recalled the time when her own mother had died and all the time Y/n used to try to make her feel better.
All the songs he had sung for her. Y/n even joined Haruhi when she would pray to her mother. She greatly appreciated Y/n for this, and intended to do the same.
"She's not getting any better. No matter what song I sing, she never smiles at the end. Am I doing a bad job, Haru-chan?"
Haruhi felt a pang in her heart for the young boy she stared at. Even though his goal for singing was a sweet one, it was one of the worst. This is because even if one person did not smile at the end of one of Y/n's melodies, he would feel saddened.
"It's not your fault, Y/n. She's just really tired right now, and needs to rest. Come on, let's go get some ice cream. My dad said he could take us to the small shop you like so much."
Y/n cheered up at this for a bit, but it didn't cure his full sadness. He enjoyed his time with Haruhi and her father. He loved her dad, he always thought Ryoji was funny. He even liked his job and thought it was a cool job to have.
Ryoji counted Y/n as one of his own sons because of how much time the boy spent with the small family. And during the last year, Y/n's father had asked them to take care of him while he worked.
After the week had finished, Y/n got the dreaded news he never wanted. Y/n's mother had passed on, and the once joyous boy was solemn and sad. Haruhi tried her best to cheer the poor boy up, and it worked a couple of times, but never fully.
Y/n's father was always busy, so he was left either alone or in the care of Haruhi's father. It made Y/n sad because he desperately wanted his father to comfort him.
After another year had passed, Y/n's father decided to move to America. He wanted a fresh start and leaving the past of his dead wife. Y/n was apposed to this because he would be leaving his dearest friend behind. His father understood, but said that Y/n could visit whenever he wanted. They had said their goodbyes, and luckily Y/n had a means of still talking to Haruhi.
But after they had left for America, Y/n's melody had stopped. He still sang, but never for others. It was more for himself to remember his mom. He still played, but it was for his mother. Everything he did that involved music was for the remembrance of his mother.
After every song had ended, he would end up a teary mess. The tears had stopped happening a couple of years later, but the songs still left Y/n sad.
His father had signed Y/n up to become a singer prodigy, but Y/n refused. However, Y/n still did it. Y/n had become a mini celerity within his area, but it wasn't something he wanted. He only wanted the fame if his mother was there. But even with his melody dying out, it never did stop.
With high school nearing close for Y/n, his father had gotten a letter of recommendation from the Ouran school chairman himself. His father was reluctant to enroll his son, especially back in the area he had left behind. But Y/n's father had given him some thought and called Ryoji. They both agreed that Y/n could stay in the apartment next to them and that Y/n could return to his old home. Y/n's father told him about the news and right after he got it, Y/n bolted for the airport right away.
Y/n had made some decent money being the mini celerity he had become, but he was still considered of the lower class. So Y/n was left with a scholarship, but luckily enough was able to afford the uniform. Though when he arrived, Y/n was so focused on trying to prepare for school, he didn't get a chance to meet back up with Haruhi the way he wanted.
In fact, Y/n didn’t even realize he was moving in right next to Haruhi. This was a detail his father left out, but it wasn’t purposeful. He did say Ryoji would check up on Y/n, but nothing about Haruhi.
Little did Y/n know, he would see her. The first day of school at the new school he was going to attend. And he had opted out on wearing the uniform the first day.
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An introduction to the first note | OHSHC x Male Reader
Prologue time!! Enjoy!! My Wattpad and Quotev!
Description: Of A Melody there once was
Prolouge: Prologue before the Chorus begins
Chapter 1: An introduction to the first note | (You are here)
Chapter 2: The joining of notes to create a nostalgic song
Chapter 3: Violin of Harmony
Chapter 4: Remembering the screeching tune in the memory | TBR
Warning: Any chan is used in a gender neutral way
(Play this song when I say too)
(Play this song when I say too)
Y/n was walking up to the new campus he was going to be attending. He was here to show the principal his talent. Sure, Y/n's scholarship was set in stone, but the principal wished to see what kind of person he was admitting into his school. Y/n wore a suit to impress the man he was going to be playing for. He had his ebony violin, case in hand, taking deep breaths.
Y/n was hoping it was only the principal who would be there, but this wish was not granted. As he opened the door gently, Y/n was faced with the principal along with someone else. He seemed to be a year older than Y/n. The boy had bright blonde hair as well as matching violet eyes full of gentle passion. Y/n was startled at his presence. Y/n spoke up in an anxious tone.
“Ah, sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt..”
Y/n had a soft blush and the teen in front of him found it cute. This boy didn't realize that this interaction would start an obsession in his heart.
“It's quite alright, L/n-chan. Tamaki, you may leave now.”
The blonde boy refused, insisting that he stay. Only someone like the H/c haired person in front of him had his interest. Looking at the stature of the s/c boy, Tamaki had noticed him holding a case. It was a violin case.
'Was this the boy who had been offered a scholarship on talent alone? Father seems to have high hopes for this boy.'
“You may now play Y/n L/n”
That's when Tamaki learned the boy's name. It was a name he would never forget after witnessing this boy at his best.
(Play the song now)
As Y/n pulled out his ebony violin, and the bow, he rhythmically played the song he had prepared. Sure, it wasn't his own, but it was a song he loved. With each bow of the strings, Y/n had swayed rhythmically. Each note hitting the small audience with a passion of which they had never experienced. They felt the emotions that Y/n was feeling.
They didn't understand the effect that this boy had. The sweet notes seemed to have more of an effect on Tamaki. He felt Y/n's sadness, which he didn't understand.
That's when he looked at Y/n's s/c face. He noticed the crystal tears brimming his closed eyes. Tamaki's interest was peaked even more. Why was this boy crying when he played such a beautiful melody? He was going to ask Y/n after he had finished, that was his goal.
Y/n still played, not bothered by the stares he was receiving. His thoughts drifted to his mother, the time he practiced this song with her. The tears overwhelmed his eyes as they gently fell.
Tamaki had begun to worry, should he have interrupted this beautiful peace to comfort the boy in front of him? He hesitated, but Y/n picked up the pace. His fingers placed themselves on each note beautifully. It was as if flowers were blooming around Y/n as he delicately played the song he loved so dear.
And then came Y/n's least favorite part. The moment when the song would end, and his melody would cease. He found so much comfort in the melodies he created, even if they pained him when he played.
Y/n had started to slow down as the bow came to a stop. The song had ended, and it had left the two in front of him amazed. Suoh-san expected highly of the boy in front of him, but not this much talent entering his school. He clapped for Y/n as Tamaki did the same. Tamaki was amazed, and had to befriend this boy in front of him. And just as if his father read his mind, Suoh-san had spoken up.
“Please escort Y/n out of my office, Tamaki.”
This flustered Y/n a bit, and Tamaki couldn't help but be consumed by cuteness aggression. He took the boy's hand and gently lead him out of his father's office. He then turned to the y/h boy in front of him.
“You played beautifully! But I have to ask if it's alright little prince, why you were tearing up? Were you that enchanted with the song you played, as well?”
This question stung Y/n's heart a bit. Should he have trusted this stranger? It didn't help that Y/n was flustered at Tamaki's nickname for him. Lucky for Y/n, a black haired boy had interrupted this small conversation. Tamaki was a bit disappointed, and Y/n noticed this. Y/n reached for the blonde boy out of intimidation of being stared at by the black haired teen in front of them. Again Tamaki was enveloped in his own world of cuteness aggression from this h/c haired boy. Y/n had recognized the boy in front of him to be Kyoya Ootori. His fame was from his family's multiple facilities in Japan. Kyoya seemed to chuckle at Y/n in the situation he was in.
“Who is that behind you, Tamaki?”
The two boys were here on account of their parents asking them to explore the school to make sure their classes were all memorized. But they only went because they had host business to take care of before they had gone back to school. The two also were intrigued about the new student they were getting from America, and they only knew about it because Tamaki's father would not stop talking about it. And the gossip had gripped the Ootori family as well. Was this the real reason behind the families pushing them out of the house? Who knows, only their parents of course. Tamaki had finally answered the question.
“This is the famous musician Y/n L/n! I just heard him play, and it was magnificent!”
Y/n blushed, trying to hide his face. He hadn't gotten this much praise from many, and when he did, Y/n rarely ever reacted like this. What was wrong with him? Kyoya had looked at the tear stained face behind Tamaki. He was taken aback at how someone so elegantly presenting could be so cute to him. Kyoya wished to address something, however.
“Well, it's no good for this elegant musician to be crying now, is it.”
This startled Y/n even more, making his face even more red. What was going on? He was so confused, and Tamaki looked back at the h/c haired boy behind him.
“I had asked him about that, but Y/n has yet to answer.”
The two looked at Y/n which made him anxious. He was seriously debating telling these two about the reason his tears struck when he played. Then Tamaki created an offer.
“Hey Y/n, why not join us to our clubroom? We do have some duties to attend to, and you could tell us over some tea!”
Y/n did really like the idea of tea. It would calm him and make it easier to tell. He was never one to keep secrets about his past if he was asked about him. Y/n nodded and Tamaki excitedly took Y/n's hand and ran with him to the clubroom, with Kyoya insuite. Once the trio had reached the music room, Y/n's gentle voice perked up, which had startled the two boys.
“Why is the clubroom a music room?”
Tamaki had enveloped Y/n which overwhelmed him, gushing about Y/n's sweet voice and how it matched him. Y/n was struggling against Tamaki suffocating him, but Kyoya had begun to explain.
“This music room is abandoned, so we had asked the principal if we could use it. He had said yes, and now it resides the host club and most of its clubs events.”
Y/n nodded in acknowledgement, which made Tamaki blush even more.
“You are too precious, L/n-chan! Come inside!”
“Please don't call me L/n, you can just use my first name Tamaki-senpai.”
This made Tamaki stop in his tracks, leaving Kyoya the one to open the door for them. As if one cue, an overwhelming scent of roses met the boy's face. He was amazed! The elegance of the clubroom astounded him! He also noticed a piano covered in curtains. He so wanted to play it. Kyoya then spoke up.
“We're back gentlemen.”
Y/n had saw 4 boys that walked up to Kyoya. Two of them were identical and seemed to be Y/n's age. One was really tall and seemed to be a 3rd year. The last one he looked at was short and had blonde hair, and didn't seem to even be in high school. The two twins were the ones who noticed Y/n first.
“Who is this Kyoya senpai?”
Y/n stared at the two with fascination. And it seemed to show, since the two twins were curious about the boy in front of him.
“This is our newest member of the host club, Y/n L/n.”
This shocked Y/n. He didn't agree to join the club, and he was never asked. The two twins noticed the shock in Y/n's eyes. It was clear he was trapped by Kyoya.
“Uhm, I don't think you ever asked me to join.”
Kyoya looked at Y/n with a small smile. He knew everything about Y/n and how he wasn't of a rich family. He also knew the reason Y/n had tears in his eyes when he played.
“My apologies, I did intend to ask, but it slipped my mind.”
No it didn't.
Kyoya knew Y/n would join. All because Tamaki was the leader of the group. Tamaki had perked up from his stunned, flustered shock. He grabbed Y/n's shoulder.
“Let me introduce you to all the hosts here! Kyoya, the cool type. Mori, the wild type. His companion Honey, the boy lolita type. And the twins Hikaru and Koaru, the little devil types. And you know me, the prince type.”
After this statement, he took Y/n's hand, making him even more flustered.
“And if you were to join us, little prince, you would be the musician of our group. What do you say?”
Y/n was shocked. He didn't want to remind himself of being a musician. He was trying to separate himself from it because of all the emotional baggage it had on him. Before Y/n could answer, Honey had jumped on his back.
“Wow Y/n-chan you're a musician? Can you play a song?”
Y/n looked at the doe eyed boy. He couldn't resist him and he nodded.
“Maybe, but not right now.”
Honey looked a little dejected, and walked over to his tall friend Mori. This gave the twins a chance to tease Y/n around.
“Aw, come on, Y/n!”
Hikaru had started the sentence.
“Play for us!”
Kaoru had finished it. Then they both spoke in unison that unsettled Y/n. “Or are you too scared?”
Tamaki had pushed the twins away, enveloping Y/n into another hug.
“Leave Y/n alone! Don't listen to those twins, my little prince, you don't have to play.”
This gave Y/n an odd sense of comfort. Tamaki had reminded him of his mother, and this made his heart hurt more than it did now as the tears well in his eyes. He brought up both his hands to try to push the tears out of his eyes. This had made everyone freeze, and Tamaki went into a panic. Even with the brief time they spent together, Tamaki felt incredibly close and enchanted by Y/n.
Tamaki had thought the twins caused the tears of his little prince, so he chased them, saying things like “You made my little prince cry” and “Go apologize to him.” Honey had gone up to Y/n and gave him a big hug of comfort, and Mori towered over the two comfortingly.
“Please don't cry, Y/n-chan! How about you have some cake with me and Usa-chan! Here! You can hold Usa-chan too!”
Honey handed Usa-chan to Y/n and took his hand as they went to the table Honey and Mori were stationed at. Y/n perked up at all the sweets that were presented elegantly. As Y/n took a bite of the cake Honey put in front of him, he was amazed.
He didn't realize that the three boys that were running around stopped as they stared at Y/n. A blush met all their faces as they all found Y/n so cute when eating the cake with Honey. Kyoya then took this chance to ask Y/n something.
“Why not give us a small presentation of your musical talent? Then you can have your tea.”
Y/n really wanted that tea, especially if it was a rich, fancy kind of tea. He took a deep breath and spoke gently, which had surprised everyone due to the tone. They all found it cute.
“Only one song?”
Kyoya nodded, intending to keep his deal. Y/n then got up and looked at Kyoya which made everyone freeze.
“May I sing instead?”
They were all shocked by this. Tamaki had thought Y/n could only play the violin. But he was wrong, and Y/n proved it. Then Y/n had a request.
“May I borrow a guitar too?”
Kyoya nodded, as he went to look for a guitar. Honey looked super excited. All the hosts did as they gathered around where Y/n was sitting. Even Mori's eyes showed excitement.
“What are you going to sing Y/n-Chan?”
Y/n thought on his answer, not knowing how to respond. He then thought of the answer, and it was perfect.
“A song that reminds me of my mother.”
If Y/n was going to join this club, then he had to get over the tears that fell when he sang. Everyone froze again. From the way Y/n's e/c eyes had looked, they knew it wasn't something of happiness. And this whole scene was why Tamaki wanted Y/n to be a host.
(Play the 2nd song now)
Once handed the guitar, Y/n gently strummed it to make sure to tune it. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. Then Y/n plucked the strings of the rough guitar as he placed his fingers on the board. Tamaki was reminded of how Y/n beautifully held his violin and played each note. Then his voice started singing the melody. This caught all the hosts' attention. Each one forming a blush on their faces. Then he started fully singing.
This love it is a distant star Guiding us home wherever we are
The tears started to well, but it was faint. His tone was that of a sad one, but Y/n kept going.
This love, it is a burning sun Shinning light on the things that we've done
Everyone was enchanted by his voice. Y/n had kept singing. Only ever looking at his audience only faintly. The emotion was clear in the playing.
I try to speak to you every day, But each word we spoke The wind blew away
The intensity had grown, then came the chorus. This was when the tears started to threaten to fall. Y/n tried to hold it in. And they all noticed.
Could these walls come crumbling down? I want to feel my feet on the ground And deep behind this prison we share Step into the open air
As the chorus ended, the tears fell. Y/n's gripped the finger board as he pressed harder into the instrument he held. It hurt, but it didn't stop him. The hosts had noticed Y/n's face as it shifted. They all felt sympathy.
How did we let it come to this What we just tasted we somehow still miss
Y/n's voice was still smooth, even when he was crying. The guitar had tears slightly pooling, and it was beautiful in a way. The strumming became faster as more emotion was put into the playing.
How will it feel when this day is done? And can we keep what we've only begun
The hosts had focused so much on Y/n. They noticed his state and all looked at him with sympathy in their eyes. They were all amazed that such a simple song could cause so much emotion in them.
And now these walls come crumbling down And I can feel my feet on the ground Can we carry this love that we shareInto the open air
Here it was, Y/n's least favorite part. The ending of his song. He didn't stop, though. His voice slowed and the strumming of the guitar did too.
Into the open air
There was a slight release of the finger board, and the strumming wasn't as harsh. But even when it was, it was still very delicate. The boys around Y/n were all amazed with the talent Y/n possessed.
To the open air
Y/n's voice softened more as he opened his eyes. He looked at the audience as the final lyric came from his lips. The boys in front of him looked even the more amazed.
This love it is a burning sun
And with that, silence fell as the ringing of the last string being plucked ran through the room. It was only for a moment as the whole host club applauded Y/n. Honey was crying and jumped into Y/n's lap across the table. Y/n held the boy in a very motherly way. This caused everyone's blush to deepen.
“Wahh! Y/n-chan! That was so sad!”
Y/n smiled at the small boy he was holding. He couldn't believe Honey was a 3rd year. He learned about this while Kyoya went to get the guitar for him. Honey looked up at Y/n.
“I'm sorry it had made you sad, Honey-senpai. I'll give you my cake if it'll help you feel better.”
Before he could do anything, Tamaki lunged at Y/n which startled Honey and Y/n both.
“That was beautiful, my little prince! You did wonderful!”
Even if Tamaki had tears in his eyes, it was replaced with a big, bright smile that gave Y/n more comfort. Tamaki was now rubbing his cheek against Y/n's as he brushed his tears away. This made Y/n blush a bit, but everyone around him had this jealous aura. Well except for Kyoya, because he went to get the tea he promised Y/n. The twins were quick to react, however. They pushed Tamaki to the side, which caused him to feel rejected, and put Y/n in the middle of them.
“That was truly amazing, Y/n”
Hikaru spoke, as he took a plate in his hand. Then Kaoru spoke, causing Y/n to look at him cutely.
“Would you like some cake as a reward~?”
The tone was for two things. One was to upset Tamaki, and the other was the pure emotion both twins had felt for Y/n. It was small, and it formed rather quickly, which intrigued both of them. As Tamaki watched in shock.
“Here Y/n, let us feed you!”
Y/n was too flustered to move, and he just accepted them feeding him. Hikaru had gently placed a chunk of the vanilla cake into Y/n's mouth. As Y/n chewed, he was amazed with the flavor. This made Hikaru blush as Y/n chewed slightly.
'His facial expressions are so cute!'
Then Kaoru took a chocolate mousse and a spoon. He gently grabbed Y/n's chin to make him look into his amber eyes. Kaoru placed the spoon to Y/n's lips and fed him the mousse. Y/n was in utter bliss. This helped so much with his feelings directed at his mother. Maybe if he did join the host club, things wouldn't be so bad. Kaoru looked at Y/n's smile.
'That smile is so pretty!'
Both the twins wanted this moment to last forever, but Tamaki didn't. So he pulled the twins by the collars and had a talking to too them. Then came Kyoya with the brewed tea. He poured Y/n a cup and sat down In front of him.
“So, tell me, why were you crying when we first encountered each other?”
Everyone's ears perked up as they once again surrounded Y/n. They all felt panicked that the new boy they all gotten close to was put into tears. They were ready for a fight if anyone had caused it. Y/n froze, and then his story began.
He shared about his mom and his friend, though he didn't mention her name. He shared why he sang and why he stopped. He shared about his father and how they moved to America for a new life. Y/n shared everything and didn't realize everyone looking at him with sad eyes again.
This time Mori was the one who went to comfort him. He stood behind Y/n and pat his head gently. Y/n looked up at Mori and his expression had Mori blushing a bit. Then Y/n spoke again.
“I think.. I'll join your host club.”
Everyone was really happy. Tamaki hugged Y/n tightly, and so did Honey. Both were really happy that this musician would join them. Kyoya smirked, he knew Y/n would join, but it wasn't for the reason he thought. The twins then piped up.
“You'll need the school uniform if you're going to join Y/n”
Y/n giggled at what the twins said. Did they think he didn't have one? This giggle was that of sunshine when everyone around him heard it. They were all stunned.
“I have one, though I didn't plan on wearing it.”
“Why not?”
The twins had questioned him. This boy In front of him had piqued their curiosity in more ways than one.
“Because I quite like this suit better.”
They looked up and down on the figure. It was a f/c suit that fit the boy really well. But it wasn't all that eccentric. It screamed commoner.
"Nonsense my little prince! I'm sure you will look dazzling!”
Y/n blushed. And from just this interaction, he knew high school would be an experience. But a good one. Y/n decided to wear the uniform and left the room. Tamaki insisted on walking Y/n home, but Y/n gently declined his offer. However, the twins forced themselves on Y/n as to walk him home.
And Y/n couldn't escape them so he gave up in trying to refuse. They walked Y/n up to the apartment and they said their goodbyes. As Y/n got ready to sleep, he thought about all the boys he met, and how they treated him. Then his mind went to his closest friend, Haruhi. He missed her a bunch, and hoped to see her at school. They were in the same class after all.
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Of A Melody there once was | Ouran Highschool Host Club x Male reader
This is one of my longest fanfics ever! It's been sitting in my head, rotting away. The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!
Description: Of A Melody there once was | {You are here}
Prolouge: Prologue before the Chorus begins
Chapter 1: An introduction to the first note
Chapter 2: The joining of notes to create a nostalgic song
Chapter 3: Violin of Harmony
Chapter 4: Remembering the screeching tune in the memory | TBR
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Where a boy of great renowned for his musical talent was accepted to the one and only elite school, Ouran Academy. His once quite tune will become that of which is a boisterous song for all to hear! And this is all thanks to the help of 7 people in the famous Host Club. Some wouldn't even think twice that this boy was a commoner.
Warning: Music and art isn't mine, I do not own ohshc, but I do own this story. Talks of sexual assault and other forms of abuse, but not explicit
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The Swan Princess: Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka x reader
A/N: If this is your first time reading a x reader FanFiction then I hope you enjoy it
(Y/N): Your name
(E/C): Eye color
(H/C): Hair color
(H/l): Hair length.
Chapter 1:
Once upon a time, there was a king named Tamaki Suoh who ruled a very large kingdom. But he was sad, for he was growing old and had no child to the throne. Then happily, a daughter was born and was given the name (y/n). Many kings and queens gathered from all over to offer gifts to the princess, and among them was the widowed queen Renge and her young son, Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka.
Mori walked up to the crib where (y/n) lay with a gold heart locket with a picture with a swan in flight in his hand. He dangled it into the crib where (y/n) tried to reach out for it and touched his hand. He was startled by this gesture, but he went along with it because (y/n) was merely an infant and was curious. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful her eyes were.
As Tamaki and Renge were watching their two children, they suddenly had a shared idea: If they could bring Mori and (y/n) together every summer, they might just fall in love and their kingdoms would be joined forever.
Unknown to all was a plan to destroy Tamaki Suoh's kingdom. The evil Chizuru Maihara was scheming to take everything Tamaki had away. Chizuru had been promised the right to the throne if Tamaki and Haruhi were childless. And she intended to keep it that way.
She had cursed the queen to lose her children every time she bared them and it mystified her that this one child had survived. But at a price; the queen lost her life giving birth to the girl and it made her curious as to what was so special about her. As curious as she was about her, she didn't pay much heed as she thought that the girl would perish along with her father when she made her assault with her magic. Before she could, Tamaki's forces attacked and plunged her powers into the darkness.
Despite calls for her death, the enchanters were merely banished from Tamaki's kingdom. But not before an ominous warning.
"When I get my power back, I promise you: Everything you own, everything you love, will be mine."
Many thought that King Tamaki was too kind. In time, the threat was forgotten. And all hopes turned to that not-too-distant summer when Mori and (y/n) would meet.
~Time skip~
"They're here! They're here! They're-" WHAM! Mitsukuni Haninozuka, the page, was a little too excited when he saw King Tamaki arrive with his men. He was spinning around the flagpole and when the King was in sight, he turned into the flagpole face first and was knocked to his back. "Oh, hehe hehe. A little too excited there." He cleared his throat as he stood up to salute and sounded his trumpet to greet the king.
(y/n) looked up to find the source of the trumpet and she was amazed at how tall everything was. It was much bigger than at home. She turned her head curiously around her father when she saw that they were leaving without their knights.
"Father, why aren't the knights coming with us?" (y/n) asked.
"We're going to meet with the queen and her little boy Mori. We don't want to scare him off now, do we?" He smiled and winked at his daughter in which she tried to wink back with not much success. She ended up blinking back at her father then had to hold one eye open and blinked with the other with earned her a laugh from her father.
Soon a woman and a boy were in sight as Tamaki and (y/n) stepped through an ivory stone arch. The woman had golden-brown hair that look kind of clothes to Tamaki hair and her green dress matched her vibrant kind eyes. And behind her was a grumpy looking boy that had short black hair and sky dark grey eyes.
"Ah, Queen Renge. As lovely as ever." Tamaki smiled as he greeted them. "And this strapping young lad must be Prince Mori."
"Welcome to our fair humble kingdom, dear Tamaki. And to you, young Princess (y/n)." Renge smiled at (y/n) as Tamaki lifted her off the saddle in front of him. (y/n) put her hands behind her shyly and looked up at her father. He smiled comfortingly at her and gave her a little nudge to move forward to say hello which she hesitantly followed.
Renge nudged mori in which he stubbornly didn't move and glared at his mother unwilling to meet (y/n). "Mother." He whined.
She glared back at him and he hung his head as he went up to meet her.
"Hello, Princess (y/n)." He turned his head away and scowled. "I'm very pleased to meet you."
"Please to meet you, Prince Mori," (y/n) said happily as she raised her skirt high as she curtsied. Mori went back to his mother when (y/n)'s head was halfway to the ground. Renge pointed back to (y/n) just before Mori came back and he went back to her quickly and grabbed her hand.
(y/n) scowled at him as Mori cringed when he was raising her hand to his lips. He gave (y/n)'s hand a quick kiss and wiped his mouth in distaste. He folded his arms and glared at her.
``I can't believe I'm stuck with her all summer, I bet she doesn't even wrestle, hunt or box.' (y/n) put her fists up as if she were about to fight him which made him flinch. (y/n) lowered one and glared at Mori.
'He looks conceited.' She thought.
'What a total bummer.' Mori huffed as he crossed his arms. The children looked back to their parents who were silently urging them to continue talking and they got the message.
'If I get lucky I'll get chickenpox.' They both prayed.
"So happy you could come." Mori forced a smile on his face.
"So happy to be here." (y/n) bowed slightly with a small forced smile on her face as well.
'How I'd like to run!'
"This is not my idea…" (y/n) said quietly. "This isn't my idea of fun." The children turned their backs to each other and folded their arms. Later Mori and (y/n) were playing a game of knights with wooden toy swords on a set of stairs. (y/n) tripped Mori as he chased after her landing on his butt at the bottom of the stairs and (y/n) took the opportunity to pounce on him and beat him up. However, Mori wasn't going to let her. They were rolling together, giving and taking beatings and took turns being throttled.
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"The children seem to get along quite nicely." Renge mused as she was walking with Tamaki. The children continued their fight out in the gardens until sunset and were not too far behind their parents.
"We'll join our lands if this arrangement clicks." Tamaki happily exclaimed.
"My dear King Tamaki, that's my point, precisely." She laughed as she walked to fingers on his shoulder.
"It's such good parenting."
"And politics. So happy we agree."
"I think we've got a deal." Tamaki shook hands with her and shared her smile.
"Mori's quite a catch.~" She chimed.
"This is my idea…"
"This is MY idea of a match!" The children stumbled upon their parents and were within striking distance of each other but Renge held back (y/n) and Tamaki held back mori while the children were both struggling to try to hit the other. Mori escaped Tamaki's grip but Tamaki was too quick and was able to hold him back.
Renge giggled at the two children. "They're so adorable together."
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A few years had gone by and another dreaded summer was approaching. 11-year-old (y/n) watched from her balcony as her father's knights were packing up her belongings for the trip to meet Prince Mori. She folded her arms and scowled. WHY must she meet with that obnoxious brat every year?
"Good heavens child," Tamaki called her. "Don't dawdle. We can't keep Mori waiting."
"I haven't packed or washed my hair and father, I get seasick."
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"They soon will be arriving." Renge came into Mori room to see him shoot arrows at a poorly drawn portrait of (y/n). "In that respect, you're showing?" She glared at him and tapped her foot.
"You make me kiss her hand again, I swear I'm gonna be sick."
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King Tamaki immediately greeted queen Renge once the ship arrived but (y/n) stayed on the ship, sulking and not even looking at Mori. She didn't turn around until Mori's friend, Ritsu Kasanoda shot a tomato at her with a slingshot.
Later, (y/n), Mori, and Kasanoda were sliding down the banister in the castle like a slide.
'We tried all summer but we just can't lose her.' Mori wished that (y/n) would just stay away from them like she did when she just arrived at the beginning of the summer but now she won't leave them alone. He didn't quite understand why.
"Hey, wait up!" (y/n) called. She was trying to slow down because she was uneasy about going down the banister as fast as the boys.
"Quick, put on some speed!" Kasanoda whispered loudly to Mori as they leaned forward to slide faster. They jumped off at the perfect time at the bottom leaving poor (y/n) spinning around the post before she could get off.
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"When picking teams," Mori and Kasanoda went to their treehouse and pulled up their rope ladder before (y/n) could follow.
"For friends." Ritsu sniggered.
"I never choose her."
"You think she'd take a hint and learn to read." He pulled out a piece of paper outside the window that said 'NO GIRLS' which made her frown and stomp her foot.
"This isn't fair."
"We really couldn't care." The boys said in unison.
"Boys, it's all or none." She kicked the stand that was holding the treehouse up out of frustration and accidentally sent the whole thing down which earned her and the boys a few broken limbs and a black eye each.
"This is not my idea…" (y/n) sighed.
"This isn't my idea of fun." The boys said.
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The villagers were chatting vibrantly as (y/n), King Tamaki and the knights rode past them. They watched as (y/n) was riding her horse with a cast and most of them shook their heads knowing that this was yet again another unpleasant summer. They knew the agreement that King Tamaki and Queen Renge made a long time ago and they couldn't help but recall it in almost vivid detail.
Long before they met, Mori and (y/n) were destined to be wedded. However, anyone could see the only point on which they didn't disagree was that the very thought of summertime was dreaded. The peasants did support the idea of the kingdoms uniting but at the rate (y/n) and Mori were going at liking each other were not very high and they couldn't help but pity them. They would rather not have a forced marriage and an unhappy couple as King and Queen.
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Another few summers pass and like always, the greetings did not go well. Mori had climbed up a tree and his mother couldn't get him to come down with her nagging and (y/n) had anchored herself in her carriage and Tamaki was trying to pull her out by her ankles.
'She talks me into playing Dress Up,'
But after a while, they were able to play some games with (y/n)'s choice of Dress Up where she was a queen and Mori came in with a monster mask that made her flinch and swing at him with the scepter that she was holding.
'She's always flirting with the castle guards.'Later Mori and Kasanoda saw her having a lively conversation with Kaoru Hitachiin, the captain of Mori's knights. Mori scowled as Kaoru laughed and Mori's face was starting to turn red.
"Ahahaha! I think you're starting to like her, 'fess up." Kasanoda elbowed Mori teasingly. "Why else would you be jealous?"
"I am NOT jealous! But I would like her better if she loses at cards." Kasanoda was putting up two fingers then five while pointing down at (y/n)'s hand of cards.
Mori grinned smugly as he lay his hand down on the table. "Four sevens and a ten."
"Not so fast, I win again.~" (y/n) layout four aces and Mori stared at her in disbelief. He looked up at Kasanoda who shrugged. Mori made a mental note not to ask for his help with cards again.
"This is my idea…" (y/n) smiled at Mori as she rested her head in her hands.
"This isn't my idea of fun." Mori sank back in his chair.
()()()()()()()()()
Mori and (y/n) rode around in a carriage around town as per their parents' request. As (y/n) was waving kindly to the peasants as they passed by, Mori put up two fingers behind her head when her back was turned and when she turned to face him, he moved to the far side of the seat and started whistling.
"We need a royal wedding, I'd love to be invited." A few maidens sighed as the prince and princess rode by.
"At least we'll get a holiday to rest our plows and axes." A couple of farmers said.
"Someday, these two will marry." The maidens sang as Tamaki and (y/n) were boarding their ship. Renge was waving cheerfully at them while Mori was sulking and refused to look at them until (y/n) shot a tomato at him with a slingshot then threw it in the water as she was heading up the plank.
"Two lands will be united. And with some luck, their marriage may result in lower taxes."
()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Tamaki wrote to Renge expressing his doubts during the winter. (y/n) has displayed some interest in Mori but not enough to keep her attention. He noticed that a few other men have been captivated by her as she was growing more beautiful by the year.
'What if (y/n) doesn't go for the merger?'
'URGE her!' Renge replied.
~ Time skip ~
A few more summers pass, with (y/n) now 18 and Mori 21, and they still dread their meetings with each other. But they would do their duties and meet each other anyway, however painful it was.
'For as long as I can remember, we've been told we'd someday wed. Every June until September…'
"All their pushing and annoying hints…" Mori grumbled as his mother pushed him towards his castle's ballroom.
"I've got bruises with their fingerprints." (y/n) sighed as she was being carried to the castle by Tamaki and Kyoya Ootori, the castle's musician.
"I can do much better, I am sure," Mori said as his mother pushed him into the ballroom and locked the door.
"He's so immature." (y/n) had her shawl taken away before being pushed through the other ballroom door with her back turned from Mori.
Mori heard the door shut and he turned to see who it was, with some luck it was one of his servants, and he couldn't believe his eyes. (y/n) had turned to meet his gaze and he couldn't believe this beautiful girl, this goddess, was (y/n). He couldn't help but smile genuinely. Seeing Mori's real smile made (y/n)'s heart melt and feel warm
'I see him smiling and my knees start buckling. I see inside him and my doubts are gone.'
'She started as an ugly duckling. And somehow suddenly became a swan.' They started to walk towards each other, smiling at each other and never breaking their gaze on each other. They bowed and curtsied to each other before taking each other's hands.
"So happy to be here…" (y/n) said.
"'Til now I never knew…"Mori whispered as they were drawn closer to each other.
'It was you I've been dreaming of…'
'This is my idea…'
'This is my idea…'
"What a good idea, such a charming and romantic notion." Tamaki and Renge burst into the ballroom in a tango like formation along with other servants in a celebration that Mori and (y/n) were finally falling in love with. Kyoya even got his band to start playing a piece of festive music as the servants started to come in, all eyes on Mori and (y/n) who had tuned them out and only saw each other. They started waltzing to their beat under the illuminated scene that was focused on them.
"This is my idea…" Mori and (y/n) sang softly in unison as they were drawn together for a kiss. "Of…" Their lips met each other as (y/n) placed one hand on Mori's chest.
"Love…" That one little word chimed throughout the ballroom and it felt so magical.
Mori took (y/n)'s hand and they faced their parents.
"Arrange the marriage." He announced proudly. Renge squealed in joy when Mori said that. Applause broke out in the hall and when (y/n) looked around, more people came in at some point. They were all nobles but they were delighted that Mori and (y/n) were finally in love.
(y/n) thought that this might be a little too quick. They've never really liked each other until now and Mori wanted to go with the marriage. Kyoya started playing music and (y/n) stopped the noise when she said "Wait!" and turned to Mori.
There was a tense atmosphere and everyone was holding their breath. They finally got them together like this but they were so nervous that this could all fall apart.
"What?" Mori turned to her. "You're all I've ever wanted. You're beautiful." Mori smiled at her.
"Thank you. But what else?" (y/n) tilted her head.
"What else?" Mori repeated, not expecting that and darting his eyes around the room nervously.
"Is beauty all that matters to you? (y/n) stared at him with her (e/c) eyes" Tamaki cleared his throat and shook his head for his daughter not to continue which she ignored. She was hoping Mori would be able to tell her honestly because the timing was a little too peculiar for him to finally love her.
"Mori," Renge spoke up. "What else?"
Mori looked back and forth between his mother and (y/n), unsure of what to say. He didn't know what kind of answer she was expecting and he didn't want to embarrass himself by not saying anything. "I-um… Uh… What else is there?"
Kyoya gave him a thumb down and made a buzzing sound. Renge gripped her hair in horror and started whimpering. (y/n)'s heart sank to her stomach as her worst fear was confirmed. Mori only loves her beauty.
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(y/n) and her father were just about ready to leave through the ivory stone arch for the last time.
"Well, we tried, dear Renge. We can't say we didn't try." Tamaki said as he was on his horse. (y/n)'s horse was next to his, not facing Mori. Renge's lip was quivering as she was trying her hardest not to cry. Mori stood beside her with his arms folded and his head turned away with remorse.
"Say goodbye, (y/n)."
"Goodbye." She said without turning around. She felt like she was going to cry her heart out if she saw Mori again.
"Goodbye?"
"Goodbye prince Takashi." She slightly turned her head and looked at him for the last time with her (e/c) eyes, and (h/l) (h/c) hair.
Renge elbowed Mori and hissed at him.
"Goodbye, Princess." He gritted his teeth as (y/n) rode off.
She spared one last glance before they vanished into the woods, meeting Mori's eyes once more before Mori broke their contact.
Renge started to walk back to the castle crying her eyes out. "All these years of planning… WASTED!" Her last word echoed off the stone walls.
Later that night, a horrible thunderstorm was approaching and Mori decided to play a game of chess with Kasanoda to pass the time. Unfortunately, Kyoya was there lecturing him as well.
"You are a fool! What else is there?" He mocked Mori's original tone while hitting himself in the head. "She says, 'Is beauty all that matters to you?' and all you can say 'What else is there?'" Mori turned his head to Kyoya to give a hesitant reply. While his head was turned, Kasanoda took the opportunity to swipe Mori's knight.
"I-I don't know… It came on too fast, what was I supposed to say? There should've been a manual or something if that question came up. It was dumb, I know."
"How about you write one?" Kyoya sneered. " 'How to Insult Women in Five Syllables or Less'. Sounds like a good start."
"Your turn, Prince Mori," Kasanoda smirked. Mori moved a chess piece and Kasanoda used his bishop and held Mori's queen between his fingers.
"You lost your queen, Mori." He smirked.
"That's twice in one day." Mori sighed.
"Think, boy. You must see something other than (y/n)'s beauty." Kyoya said.
"Of course I do, Kyoya. She's like… You know… How about… And then… Am I right?"
Kyoya raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'll prove it to her." Mori declared as he turned back to Kasanoda. "I'll prove my love to her. I'll show her that I care about more than her looks. Checkmate!" He slammed the chess piece onto the table which stupefied Kasanoda.
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Another clash of thunder sent a shudder down (y/n)'s spine. Even though the rain and the wind were drowning out the noises outside, she swore that she heard an eerie voice. "Today's the day, Tamaki Suoh. Everything you own, everything you love, will be MINE." (y/n) heard that voice faintly before… In a dream. And cold blue eyes were watching her and it frightened her. But it was all just a bad dream.
"I-I just don't understand…" Tamaki said. "What else did you want him to say?"
"Father… I need to know that he loves me, for just being me." (y/n) looked at her father with her (e/c) eyes that glistened with tears in her eyes, as she looked back at the window with sad look on her face ashy side quietly.
The carriage suddenly stopped and Tamaki stepped opened the door to see what was the matter. A hooded figure was in the middle of the path in the distance. He squinted and he realized in horror who that figure was.
"Father, what is it?" (y/n) was about to come out too but Tamaki pushed her back in.
"Stay inside, (y/n)." He hissed.
There was a flash of orange light like fire and (y/n) heard a roar. It frightened her, even more, to see her father terrified. He slammed the door shut and she could see his silhouette being pressed against the door. The horses were neighing and the knights were screaming in terror. Something attacked Tamaki and he tried to hold it back. (y/n) heard him drawing his sword and swinging at the thing. Whatever it was, was so powerful that it tipped the carriage over on its side.
(y/n) hit her head slightly as it fell over and she heard her father screamed her name. The door opened and she saw a creature with those blue eyes from that dream. It bared its teeth at her as if it were grinning. Its long claws grabbed her as it wrapped her within its wings and that was the last thing she saw.
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The doors of Mori's castle suddenly burst open as Kaoru, the captain of her guard stumbled through, struggling to stand up.
"King Tamaki's captain!" Mori rushed to his side and sat him up.
"Prince Mori, we were attacked." Mori's eyes widened when he heard that and his jaw dropped. "A great animal."
"(y/n)!" He ran out of the castle and mounted the nearest horse and ran to the woods as fast as he could. What he found were the bodies of the knights, the carriage trashed and left empty and several weapons lying around.
"(y/n)!" He cried her name. Something gold caught his eye on the ground and it was the golden locket with the swan he gave her when she was a baby. Just lying there in a puddle and covered with mud. He took it tenderly in his fingers as he whipped his head around. He found Tamaki on the ground, bloody and his clothes torn and gasping for air.
"King Tamaki!" Mori knelt next to him.
"Mori."
"Who did this?" He asked hoarsely.
"It came so quickly. A great… animal… My daughter… It took my little girl…" Tamaki coughed. He grasped Mori's shirt. "Listen to me, it's not… What it seems… It's not what it seems. Please…" His breathing was slowing down as he was tightening his grip as best as he could. "Save her… Take care of her… Tell her… I love her." His grip loosened as his body went. Tamaki's eyes looked to the skies.
“Haruhi "…" He uttered before he breathed his last. Mori cringed as tears were pouring out of his eyes. He stood up, took a few steps before collapsing to his knees and burst out into sobs.
"(y/n)!"
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Art | Morinozuka Takashi
SYNOPSIS: You wake up from a nap and he’s amazed by how pretty you are.
READER: female
WORDS: 550
WRITTEN: 01/22/2021
You were like a work of art — so beautiful and ethereal. He couldn’t believe you were all his for the taking.
He couldn’t help but be greedy at times. Sometimes he didn’t want you to talk to anyone else at all. That was how greedy he was.
If he could, he would handcuff you to him so that you wouldn’t be able to leave. But he knew he couldn’t do that.
Besides, he soon learned that you didn’t want to leave his side. You were a shy little thing, always hiding behind his back when meeting new people or when you had to talk to strangers at the market.
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genshin impact, JJK, honkai star rail, project sekai (includes vocaloids), SAIKI K, avatar: the last airbender, GRAVITY FALLS, one punch man, twisted wonderland, reverse: 1999, the royal tutor, ouran highschool hostclub, kaguya-sama love is war, parasyte -the maxim-, food wars !, march comes in like a lion, mob psycho 100, zach stone is gonna be famous, blue exorcist, class of '09, stardew valley, my hero academia, love and deepspace
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REQUESTING;
you CAN send in requests
theres no guarantee that i'll write it, as my motivation for a prompt or just to write in general fluctuates. i have the right to not write a request just because i don't want to, little blurbs of yours are always appreciated tho!! it might inspire me!!
please be a little specific on what you want 💔 i am not the most creative so if you just write "oh can i request a ___ x reader" then i dont know CAN YOU ?
i dont write; angst, smut (non-sexual intimacy is cool tho !! {GUYS PLEASE} very very cute n sweet)
i DO write; any gender, although im more accustomed with writing for fem readers
dni; bigots (racist/sexist/radfems/transphobes/homophobes)
TAGS
#allies rambles - is for any random things (answering non-request asks, me complaining, thoughts with no purpose whatsoever, etc)
#allies blurbs - is for any character rants, show rants, analysis', things like that !!
#allies fics - self explanatory, all my fics will be tagged with this !!
#allies art - again, self explanatory, my art !!
if i dont tag something properly please leave a reply !! mute anything you dont wanna see, i appreciate all of you <33
Hi pooks I would absolutely love a fanfic with a trans male reader x Hikaru (ouran highschool host club) where Hikaru and the reader r already dating and the reader has a nightmare due to childhood trauma (maybe getting yelled at by their stepdad? And the thing the reader is being yelled at is kinda dumb (ie. Messing around with the TV remote, spilling tea on accident) but still super duper scary) and Hikaru comforts the reader with gentle cuddling and soft, comforting words 🙏🙏 (I know this is sorta a lot so take all the time you need pooks 🫶)
its quiet here
hitachiin hikaru x male reader
asshole stepdad yelling, comfort, does this count as a blurb idk
a/n: HI POOKIE !!!!! sorry if its not up to par 😣😣 i didn't know how to incorporate the readers trans identity into the story since i write in the second person so im really sorry abour that ☹️💔 I HOPE YOU DTILL LIKE IT !!!! (ignore how long it took to write i had ummm aummm uemmm EXAMS thats a good excuse)
it's a quiet night, the air outside is misty and the faint light coming from hikaru’s bathroom is the only thing illuminating the bedroom you're sharing.
its loud. its really loud. your head is spinning and the air is caught in your lungs, you can’t think, everything is just too loud. what did you even do? why does this always happen to you?
but its quiet here. the only noises are the stirring of the bedsheets and hikaru's quiet breaths.
“you always find a way to ruin things, don’t you?” his voice is laced with venom, and its all too familiar. “you can't even handle a cup of tea.”
he storms off, not far enough that you can't hear him complain about you.
"our son is a fucking wreck! god, it's like he can't do anything."
you have so many things you want to say, but you don’t want to say anything. you could scream and cry and shout, but the only noises you make are the ragged sobs that spill out as you try to maintain your breathing.
and then you’re awake. and you’re back in his peaceful room, you’re back with him. your face is tear stained and slightly sticky and your breath is shallow.
breathe in for 4 seconds
hold for 7
exhale for 8
breathe in for 4
hold for 7
out for…
you’re interrupted by your boyfriend's careful movements.
“are you alright…?” he says hesitantly. is he scared to startle you or does he think youre annoying, are you annoying? does he hate you? oh no, what if he just wants to sleep, and you're interrupting-
your thoughts are cut short when he wraps his arms around you. he’s warm and soft and you can tell he's sleepy.
and he just holds you. just like you needed. you’re safe and loved and you're okay here. you're okay with him. you knew your boyfriend wasn't the best with words, but he was always enough. you lean into his hold a little more.
“i’m sorry.” you breathe out, “for waking you up n’ stuff.” you're overflowing, you’d rather die than have him asleep right now but how his head is leaning in the crook of your neck and his arms are loosely wrapped around your waist shows you how tired he is and god does it make you feel guilty.
“shut up. i love you.” and his hold around you gets a little tighter.