extravagant-prince: Tamaki anticipated the scolding that he were sure was to come. Despite priding himself in choosing his friends correctly, Kyouya always seemed to be that one - special friend; whom aside from their close contact with financial duties, tried to distance himself from Tamaki, regardless of his actions. And, to be quite honest, he didn’t understand why. Was he really that much a...
extravagant-prince: Despite the fact that Tamaki was often looked down upon for having a childish, lost child-like personality with an innocent mind and no where to go— he was quite surprisingly very perceptive and observant. Whether or not Kyouya was aware of that fact made no difference to him, so despite the fact that Kyouya was known for sleeping late and being a hassle to awaken; Tamaki...
extravagant-prince: ♈ hypotensive-devil Although the home was quiet, careful steps were still taken throughout the long corridors of the Ootori estate’s exquisite household. To the average visitor, be it from a rich family or poor - the interior of the home would seem quiet and almost peaceful. Though despite his silent surroundings and empty rooms, the blonde couldn’t help but feel the...
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“I do hope that all of our lovely guests are enjoying this fine evening tonight.”
tamaki-sempai: It wasn’t as if Tamaki was being a pain on purpose. Of course— all his actions were done because he wanted to do so, therefore purposefully; however he never could seem to see the harm with anything he did. Therefore, no matter how annoying or irritating his actions were to those around him; he only did it with the best intentions, filled with innocence. Once inside of the...
tamaki-sempai: hypotensive-devil: For once, Kyouya hadn’t the slightest idea how the rest of the night would turn out. He was well aware that, any time Tamaki came to visit the Ootori household, he often required a source of constant entertainment and attention. He was erratic and enterprising— and with each visit to the house, he provided the same amount of energy and enthusiasm about...
And now, this hypotensive devil is off for the night, hopefully to get to bed at a decent hour. We can’t have too many repeats of this morning’s episode, now can we? It would also appear that he has a bit of business to attend to tomorrow morning, so unfortunately he won’t be around until later in the afternoon. Until then, he wishes all of our lovely guests a splendid...
natural-rookie: hypotensive-devil started following you “Oh, Kyoya-senpai,” greeted Haruhi with a faint smile on her face. It seemed as though the tall male had come out of nowhere, though she knew better than to question the so-called ‘Shadow King’. “Erm, what’s up?” “Good evening to you, Haruhi.” The brunet nodded slightly down at the petite female, holding his signature...
tamaki-sempai: hypotensive-devil: As he slid into the polished leather seat, the brunet crossed one leg over the other as he slid the strap of his book bag off of his shoulder to place it nearly on the seat beside him. His arms intertwined together over the front of his chest, and he glanced back up to study the other male’s beaming expression in it’s moment of temporary bliss. “Then in that...
fujiokaharuhi: hypotensive-devil: “Good afternoon.” Kyouya greeted evenly and calmly, as he used a finger to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Afternoon.” Haruhi replied, obviously in a terrible mood after the magic anon of yesterday. Kyouya’s eyebrows arched slightly as he glanced down to listen to the smaller female speak. “Haruhi, you’re looking a...
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“Good afternoon.” Kyouya greeted evenly and calmly, as he used a finger to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
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tamaki-sempai: hypotensive-devil: tamaki-sempai: “Oooookaaaaasaaaan~” Tamaki cooed, calling the other by his title as he flung himself at the male. “Kyouuuyaaa~” An eye twitched as the blond’s voice pierced the almost peaceful silence that lingered in the air. His head snapped around to look over his shoulder, and he shot a chilling glare at the other. “What is it?” The brunet hissed....
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tamaki-sempai: “Oooookaaaaasaaaan~” Tamaki cooed, calling the other by his title as he flung himself at the male. “Kyouuuyaaa~” An eye twitched as the blond’s voice pierced the almost peaceful silence that lingered in the air. His head snapped around to look over his shoulder, and he shot a chilling glare at the other. “What is it?” The brunet hissed. He obviously wasn’t in the mood.
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“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.”
That’s enough, you two. Leave assault and battery to the professionals.– Kyoya Ootori - Ouran High School Host Club (via moronqueen)
hunnidesu started following you “Ah, there you are Honey-Senpai.” He looked up from his glasses for a brief moment, before scribbling something down in the notebook he held in his arm.
tamaki-sempai: hypotensive-devil: In a way, it still baffled Kyouya how the other male could be so easily excitable. It wasn’t necessarily how content he became, even over the smallest acts of kindness, but more so the fact that… even if it was all a show, it actually seemed genuine. And on top of that, Tamaki was a deeply honest person. Kyouya picked up on that aspect of his personality within...