tamaki is strong within me so if you've ever wanted to be swooned by the king of the host club now is the time to like this post so i can drop a very hella pick up line in your ask B)

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@suohking
tamaki is strong within me so if you've ever wanted to be swooned by the king of the host club now is the time to like this post so i can drop a very hella pick up line in your ask B)
closes eyes im back if you want to start something or need to bother me about continuing smth let me know bc i....have a habit of not saving drafts OTL
[takes a deep deep breath.]
[he’s never done geisha before, at the Teahouse, firstly because it builds character for Tokiya-san, in his opinion, and plus, then there were Asako-san and Miss Silena, so. but he’s always been fascinated by prettiness and by the art of that kind of exquisite classical dressing.]
[which is why he’s currently in perfect seiza on the teahouse floor, in full spring kerria-yellow kimono, hair pinned back, right eye covered by a gauze patch, fully made up, and attempting to mentally calm himself. this is just like his Japanese Culture and Tradition class, after all. he keeps blinking a little at the paint on his eyelids, though. Tokiya did his makeup, and Slena and Asako his hair. they looked like they had fun, too— it’s all very fancy. he’s not quite as used to cosmetics, or the feeling of his hair off his neck.]
[hasn’t got much time to calm himself, though. the door’s already chiming. bowing deeply when he hears the door chime, sparing a small smile at how his pretty bright sleeves overlap on the pretty glossy floor of the teahouse.]
Welcome…!
Tamaki had heard rumours of a sort of traditional japanese host club, and as a former host himself, it was his duty to go check it out. Perhaps he could get a "job" there, as the commoners called it. His family paid for everything he wanted or needed, but perhaps a little extra wouldn't hurt. After all, you could never have enough money.
Pushing open the door, he was greeted by a blonde. The blonde was rather pretty, he noticed. This city was full of pretty people; it was hard to turn off his inner host- now especially.
"Ah, thank you, princess. Would you mind if I sat with you?"
should i call you daddy too wwww
"Ah, but you're not a little girl..." It sounds odd to say little boy. He didn't want to sound like a pedophile.
"Call me daddy and I shall call you my prince!"
"………….Hello… I don’t we have as well, and it sure is a shame.. Kirino Ranmaru, pleasure to meet you.. And also, please do not call me princess b- “
"Ah, you must be the other type. Well then, my little girl, it's a pleasure to meet you. Since you don't like the name princess you may call me daddy."
≺♔≻ Deciding to change her approach a bit, make it a sort of game, she sat back on the soft couch and slowly crossed her legs, making sure the opportunity was there that if he wanted to, he would have caught sight of something lacy and pink. "Wow. Such a gentleman. Shame if someone were to dethrone you at your own game." Licking her lips, she looked at him with a devilish grin for a moment before taking the cup of tea on the table in her hand and taking a sip.
She couldn’t help but a chuckle a little. It seemed the other blond had taken a 180 personality change than the beginning of the conversation. "Oh I’m sure they do more than just play piano well. Maybe they’ll get a certain someone to sing for you if it’s music you want.~"
Purple eyes followed her movements back to the couch, but he didn't join her. He saw that flash of pink, but he wouldn't say anything. He watched her take sips of her tea, watched the way her lips curled into a smirk as she spoke. He hated to admit it drove him crazy. Tamaki's self control was incredible for a boy his age, but he felt it was fleeting.
Taking a few steps over to where she sat, he stopped in front of her. She was small enough that her entire body fit just within the opening of his legs. Pianist fingers lifted her chin so that their eyes could meet. "Are you accepting my invitation or not? I've never extended it to anyone, but I don't like to be kept waiting."
Of course he didn’t knew these people, he was new after all, maybe he’ll able to get along with them.
"Oh- Hello!"
"Why hello, princess. I don't believe we've met before, and that's a shame. Tamaki Suoh is my name, but you can call me any time."
“Do you think you could tell me what true strength is? I may be out of line, but hiding your true self and putting on airs doesn’t seem any different than running away to me. I would think that embracing the things you truly like and being able to enjoy them is worth more than anything. To just be yourself… I believe that’s what true strength really is.”
My "Daddy" Can't Be This Princely ||@suohking
”A-ah t-thank you, Daddy-san..!” Yachi wasn’t used to all the compliments, causing her face to glow red. But wait, that name didn’t sound right. "U-um, is ‘Daddy’ really your name?" It could be code for being the head of a mafia group. What has she done!? She could be on this princely guys hit-list now!
He laughed a bit. She was too cute for her own good. "No, unfortunately not. My name is Tamaki Suoh." The blonde leaned in a bit, placing his hand under her chin and tilting it up at him. "But you can call me any time."
oh boy headcanons at 3 am
I'm declaring it my headcanon that Tamaki has a DD/LG kink. Even tho Tamaki is not the normal Daddy Dom at all but actually a sack of trash who gets off to the name, he can and will be very dominant. He loves the idea of spoiling a princess and loves knowing someone depends on him.
//accidentally bumps into you "Eep! I-I'm so sorry, mister prince sir-san!!"
Ah, what a cute girl.
"There's no need for titles like 'sir.' Most people simply call me king...or daddy. No need to be sorry either, princess. I should be the one apologizing for not knowing such a cute girl existed."
≺♔≻ It was a game. Or a sport. Like fishing… in which men were the fish. You throw out your line with a bit of bait on it, let them poke at it a bit before you reel them in for the big catch. Well… she would hope this would be a big catch, that is.
"Huh?" Beaming a smile in the blondes general direction, she pushed her bangs out of her face before continuing on, "You seem to be looking at me just fine. The real issue here is how do you plan on teaching me, right? Give me some private lesson?"
"I am, first and foremost, a host. I do recall you approaching me first. Don't you think it would be rude of me to ignore a lady?" Racking his thoughts for something to say, he was surprised to find it was rather difficult. He was a host, yes, but never had he encountered a lady of this nature. It was almost scary. Almost.
"Private lessons? I'm no teacher. I'm simply a student. The only thing I'd be capable of teaching is piano...but maybe you could find a use for these fingers of mine.~"
≺♔≻ The blush across the others face was a sure enough of a sign that perhaps her initial inclination was wrong. The shift in weight was yet another. Sky hues closing slightly and smirking at him, she laughed a little, leaning forward on her toes, sticking her chest out.
"Who said I had to be a proper lady? What are you gonna do, punish me?~"
He could do this. He could handle it. Tamaki just had to compose himself, that was all. Shutting his eyes, he sucked in a deep breath and took a step towards her. When his eyes opened again, the embarrassment in them had vanished. He leaned over her when he spoke.
"No one will look at you if you're not proper. Perhaps I should."
≺♔≻ Was this guy for real? Perhaps he was actually a lost cause; we are slowly reaching a new level of stupidity. "Yes, thank you for walking out of the closet and repeating what I already said. So, you going to let me change that or just sit around with your tongue out?"
"I'm not gay! And ladies shouldn't say s-such indecent things!!" He would have liked to pretend ladies talking in such a way didn't...get to him, but still he shifted his weight around.
First target: Tamaki Suoh.
≺♔≻ “So tell me then, are you always this gay or have you not taken a ride on a real woman yet?”
He was about to say something to the woman in front of him, but what came out of her mouth stopped him.
He didn't have an answer to that. "I...gay..."
D-D-D-D-D-D-DROP THE VASE