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He thinks a lot, but he doesn't say much. independent and selective rp blog for takashi morinozuka from ouran high school host club

[wildtakashi]

013 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

too often we underestimate the power of a touch

013 - give them food.

“ but i thought you liked strawberries? “

he knows she does, but the girl host is insistent that he accept her offer. she’s holding the strawberry in her hand, eyes wide and expectant, unwavering. with a nod, takashi moves a hand to take the fruit from her but to his surprise, she pushes it forward towards his lips. he takes a tentative bite and smiles, savoring the sweet flavor. 

“ thank you, haruhi. “

[musingmeme-blog]

touch meme . send one to do to my muse .

001.   grab their hand .

002.   kiss their cheek .

003.   give massage .

004.   kiss hand .

005.   high five .

006.   cuddle .

007.   cry on . 

008.   shoulder hug .

009.   bear hug .

010.   kiss them .

011.   pinkie promise .

012.   piggy back ride . 

013.  give them food . 

014.   from behind hug . 

015.   fist bump .

[mhaikkun]

strawberry🍓kiss

[sjwjonathan-deactivated20160430]

[wildtakashi]

scintillate-latibule:

Haruhi smiles softly, glad to feel the ease of just a calming and peaceful aura around her for now. No one so worried they almost tripped over themselves trying to care for her. No stress. Just someone level-headed enough to understand she was injured, but not to a degree that meant serious concern. She relaxes on his shoulders, sighing softly before smiling over at him. “Yeah, it does kinda hurt… Usually just putting pressure on it. I wouldn’t mind if you had a look, just to be sure,” she replies with a nod. It was always nice getting to spend some time with Mori, and talking with him now and then, away from the chaos.

the older host nods. it’s not very likely that her injury is serious, but he still would like to look at it sooner rather than later. sometimes the unexpected happens and what is thought to be just an everyday sprained ankle turns out to require surgery and pins. he’s seen such things in his kendo tournaments. athletes push themselves too hard and they end up with a worse injury than they would’ve if they just stopped. 

takashi makes his way over to a picnic table, sitting on the bench so haruhi can slide off of him and onto the table part. he kneels down in front of her and carefully removes her flip flop, gentle hands inspecting her foot. he isn’t surprised by what he finds. “ just a sprain. here, you should rest with your foot elevated. i’ll grab some ice from the cooler. “

[wildtakashi]

“I was pretending to be a ninja and the blade of the knife just flew right off and broke the window.” shining-stxrs (Honey)

he bends over, starting to pick up the biggest chunks of glass. it would be easiest to take care of those first. of course, he wasn’t going to let mitsukuni touch the glass. he could hurt. the tallest host holds in a sigh.

“ you need to be more careful. “

[wildtakashi]

callmeranka:

“Oh.  Uhhhhh.. Thanks Mori,”  Ranka took the notebook and looked around, “Say, are you by yourself today?  Normally your cousin is with you,”  Ok.  Stating the obvious, but Kyoya did make it rather clear that those two were normally a set.

“ unfortunately. “ takashi replied, his expression returning to its usual blank slate. “ mitsukuni had to make up an exam that he missed due to illness. i offered to stay behind and wait for him, but he insisted that i go. “

[wildtakashi]

heroicintention:

Tamaki referred to all women as princesses. The ones in club, at least, and the habit had carried over with his beloved pet… and now with the stray. A mutt, more than likely, but he thought the dog was pretty. Pretty enough. Not his Antoinette but all dogs deserved a nice and warm home…

“Huh? Oh– thanks, I really should go home though,” he said, words slurring together but only a bit. His voice sounded airy, like everything he said was just a passing consideration. And maybe that was all it was as he looked around, letting the taller host lead him along. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been to your house… Do you have a kotatsu?”

On the sofa, he wrapped arms around the dog, which licked at his cheek. “She’s thirsty, too, Mori-senpai, she needs something to drink, too, okay?”

“ i think it’d be better if you spent the night. “ though it was stated as an opinion, takashi’s tone said otherwise. he was not letting tamaki out of his sight until he was sure he was sober. if not to insure the safety of his good friend, then to keep him from getting in trouble. he was under the legal age, after all, and this sort of thing would cause a lot of problems in the future. it was best if he just stayed at the morinozuka’s for the night.

“ i do. would you like to use it? “ takashi calls from the kitchen, already getting out a bowl for the dog when he hear’s tamaki call from the living room once more. he returns to find tamaki hugging the dog tightly to his chest, its tail wagging happily and thumping a steady rhythm against the sofa. he sets the bowl on the floor for the precious pup and hands tamaki the glass, careful not to spill it. “ you should drink all of that. “

[wildtakashi]

@yourriceball

he’s been likened to a STATUE in the past, tall and stock-still, like he’s been frozen in time. takashi always found the comparison a little exaggerated but now, with the japanese white-eye perched on his shoulder, he almost wants to laugh at the accuracy. he had only been sitting in the garden for an hour or so, silently studying for his history exam when the tiny bird chose him to be its roost. he stares at the animal as it hops off his shoulder into his lap, a soft smile gracing his features.

takashi looks up, his eyes meeting the girl’s who had wandered into the garden a few minutes ago. “ it’s cute, isn’t it? “

[wildtakashi]

@callmeranka

the tallest host waits, hands in pockets, after knocking on the fujioka’s door. he silently curses his generosity and promises that next time, instead of letting his friends trick him into running errands alone, he’s dragging them along with him. when the door finally swings open, takashi attempts to make his wooden expression as friendly as possible. he waves a hand awkwardly before speaking. “ haruhi forgot her notebook and asked me to come get it. “

[wildtakashi]

starter call!!

[wildtakashi]

heroicintention:

Tamaki was leaning heavily into the door frame, his face flush red and a sleepy smile on his lips. The only reason he had come here and not home was because he thought if he brought another dog home, Antoinette might get jealous… Of course, if he were sober, he’d also consider the fact that the news of him stumbling over himself may get back to his grandmother…

But, of course, he wasn’t sober. 

“I’m fine, Mori-senpai, I’m not tired at all,” he said, half whining, but not really moving. He was in his mind enough to realize if he tried to step in, he’d probably fall. “I think it’s a princess. The dog, I mean. Antoinette is, too, so I couldn’t just take her back but I couldn’t leave her outside either, she looked so sad…”

“ i see. “ takashi replied, though he wasn’t really following what tamaki was saying. dog princesses? could dogs actually be royalty? even if they could, there was no way that the dog tamaki had brought was anything close to sovereign. though not an ugly dog by any means, it was undoubtedly a mutt. royal dogs would have to be purebred, right?

“ here. come inside. “ takashi’s large hand grips the blonde host’s arm, helping him cross the threshold without falling flat on his face. with a sigh, takashi came to terms with the fact that tamaki was definitely one of those drunks; the stubborn, whining kind. he was in for a fun night. 

he carefully sat the king of the host club on the sofa, the dog jumping up to join him. he would be safe there, long enough for takashi to go to the kitchen and get him a glass of water. 

“ i’m getting you something to drink. do you want anything else? “

[wildtakashi]

“The dog looked so lonely.. So I took it home.” (from Tamaki who.. probs shouldn’t be drinking)

“ a man’s true character comes out when he’s drunk. “

takashi can’t be mad. and he can’t be surprised either. even a sober tamaki would do something like this probably. but for as inebriated as he is, tamaki was smart to bring the dog to takashi rather than any of the other hosts. if any of them had a SOFT SPOT for animals, it was the morinozuka. 

the taller host knelt down in front of the dog, face to snout. a wave of relief washed over him as he failed to see a collar on the dog. so tamaki hadn’t stolen it. hopefully. the canine panted heavily, its tongue whipping out to lick takashi’s cheek. the action elicited a soft smile, which was immediately wiped off his face when he noticed tamaki’s stumbling. he was going to get himself hurt. 

“ we should get you to bed. the dog can come too. “

[rpstarterss]

A Little Too Drunk Starters:

“Oh, HELL no! Not in MY bed!”

“We watched some horror movie.. I think it’s called, ‘the Teletubbies..’?”

“Pants are just an illusion.”

“Shut the fuck up a pikachu onesie does so suit me.”

“Hey, man, I hate to tell you this, but I think your dog’s cheating on you..”

“Hey, the cat crashed your car.”

“I thought today was your birthday, so I rented a bouncy house, but then I remembered it isn’t, so now we have a bouncy house.”

“It’s not a mattress, it’s my kingdom and you are encroaching on it.”

“[NAME]’s a VIP at that one strip club….. What’s it called again… ‘Golden Corral’?”

“I’m bleeding?!”

“I have to tell you a secret…”

“You think it’s important that I lost my shirt?! You think it’s important?! I’LL TELL YOU WHAT’S IMPORTANT!!! CALLIOU CAN’T FUCKIN’ TIE HIS SHOES!!!”

“I need at least seven sweet and sour sauces or I’m fucked.”

“I was pretending to be a ninja and the blade of the knife just flew right off and broke the window.”

“Look, man, I didn’t mean to pee on you.”

“Thanks for letting me room with you… By the way, vodka makes me gassy.”  

“You want to go to Taco Bell?”

“I lost [NAME]. Have you seen them?”

“Wow, you look so much better when I’m drunk. You should try it more often.”

“I CAN’T SLEEP WITHOUT A LULLABY!!”

“Hello, 911? Are you still awake?”

“Jesus told me to do it.”

“I’m really sorry I’m so creepy everybody…”

“This is awful. I am inventing electricity, and you look like an asshole.”

“How many nutrients do you think there are in dog biscuits? I already ate, like five.”

“HOLY SHIT HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET SO TALL? WHAT THE FUCK?”

“Hamsters have feelings, too..”

“Who convinced me to come here?”

“The dog looked so lonely.. So I took it home.”

“I’LL PROTECT YOU! I’M BATMAN!”

“Look at all this snow. Imagine if it was sand, but still cold. No wait, warm snow. Man, that’d be cool..”

“You’re not very hot, but maybe after another beer or two..”

[yakumocchi]

30 Day Ouran High School Host Club Challenge 18) Which character would you most like to meet in real life? Takashi Morinozuka

[wildtakashi]

fxllen-stxrs-blog:

“Sorry, Honey-Senpai suggested it since I twisted my ankle and needed some help… I think I’ll be okay if I just sit in a chair for a minute,” Haruhi explains before carefully moving up to wrap her arms around him carefully and sit on his back, piggy-back style. She and the older host had been playing a game together when she ever so gracefully fell and twisted her ankle. All the other Hosts tended to get worried and fawn over her and she didn’t want to bring too much attention to it out of the likely-hood of Tamaki finding out and panicking. You know. Like Tamaki always does.

“ don’t apologize, haruhi. i’ll take care of you. “ a kind smile graces the older host’s handsome but usually serious face. takashi was endlessly fond of haruhi, as they all were. he would always be willing to lend a helping hand. mitsukuni comes up with some pretty good ideas, when he wasn’t completely focused on sweets. the brunette climbs on top of him and takashi feels her arms wrap around his neck. “ does your ankle hurt much? i can look at it if you’d like. “ he’s concerned for her, of course, but not in the way that tamaki or the twins would be. he had no doubt that haruhi would welcome his quiet concern over the other hosts’ insistent panicking. 

[wildtakashi]

“ a piggyback ride? “ the dark-haired host raises an eyebrow at the request before giving a short shrug. he squats awkwardly in an effort to adjust his height so the other could climb onto his shoulders.