#harurenge

[bapydemonprincess]

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The Untold Story~!💗

Of how Unsung Heroine and Lady Manager of the Host Club 💕Renge Houshakuji💕 stole away with the heart of the new favorite "Natural Host" 💕Haruhi Fujioka💕!!!

[ceruleanmelon]

hhjgdfhhhs them. i ship haruhi with so many peopleits not even funny.

ive always kind of wondered what that fancy tuna tastes like

[tamaharu]

harurenge...

[kinky-pen]

FIC MASTERLIST

OHSHC

Plush

(KyoKao // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, stuffing, crossdressing kink, maid kink, humiliation kink)

Part One

Kyoya’s put on some weight, and Kaoru can’t help but notice.

Part Two 

Kyoya’s appetite caught up with him, and he’s really not hating the result…

Part Three

Kyoya’s always surpassed expectations, but this has certainly been the most enjoyable one he can recount.

Part Four

Kyoya’s old maid’s dress definitely won’t fit, right? Although, it is rather stretchy…

Part Five

Request: “Your fat belly burst through another pair of jeans? I don’t know why you bother buying them anymore.” With Kyoya and Kaoru, please

Part Six

Having just come home from the supermarket, Kaoru finds his fat kitten of a boyfriend has already taken it upon himself to get stuffed that evening - without him. (Inspired by this)

Indulgent Stress

(TamaKyo // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, daddy kink, dom/sub, semi-public sex)

Part One

Request: (A chubby) Tamaki is forced to go to a boring party for his dad. He’s surrounded by snobby rich people and somehow he can’t charm his way out of their passive-aggressive comments. Annoyed, bored, and lonely, he passes the time indulging in hors d'oeuvres and champagne. Later, Kyoya gets a drunk text from Tamaki, whining about how rude the other guests are and that he already popped a button from gorging himself. Kyoya puts on his best suit and turns up to the party to make it a lot less boring.

Part Two

Kyoya gives Tamaki some much needed care in the bathroom stall.

Sweet Praises

(TamaHaru // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, stuffing, femdom, dom/sub, pet play)

Part One

Request: “You’re so soft and jiggly now…let’s get you weighed and find out how much fatter you’re going to get.” + Dominant Haruhi and a Submissive Tamaki.

Part Two

Prompt: Imagine your fave character having a ‘comfy’ pair of drawstring trousers they change into before stuffing/before you feed them. at first they were baggy and strechy. Now they’re tight even when your Fave changes into them and the waist band has to be pulled down to give their belly room

Weight of Competition

(KyoHaru // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, mutual gaining, stuffing, breaking furniture, dom/sub, femdom, pegging)

Part One

Both Haruhi and Kyoya love to eat, but it seems Haruhi’s the most affected by all the delicious meals and snacks. Request: "God, you’ve gotten fat!" With haruhi as the gainer. Pairing up to you

Part Two

Haruhi and Kyoya have an eating contest with a challenge-sized bowl of ramen each. They’re getting bigger by the day, and Kyoya thinks about an even fatter future.

Part Three

Haruhi spends the day at home, doing nothing but eating. Just like a girl as big as her should.

Snacks At The Office

(KyoHaru // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, femdom, dom/sub, riding)

Part One

Prompt: Imagine your favorite character having an at home job that takes up the majority of their time but doesn’t require much physical activity. Since they’re pretty much in the same spot all day they decide to start stocking up on snacks to keep at their workspace, to save trips to the kitchen every few hours or so. It also keeping them occupied when works slow. Their consistent snacking soon catches up to them resulting in some seriously cute weight gain and a bigger appetite. And according to fav? It’s the best they’ve ever been.

Part Two

Request: Fat kyouya. Dont even care which couple, just fat kyouya is probably my favorite. Not chubby, but fat. Maybe where hes wearing Ill fitting clothes to a social event? And his partner pokes fun at him.

Date Nights and Big Meals

(HaruRenge // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism)

Part One

Haruhi and Renge love going out to restaurants, but what they both might love more (apart from each other) is the effect this has on their waistlines…

Big Indulgences

(TamaHaruKyoKao // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, foursome, dom/sub, button popping, talk of getting stuck in a booth)

Part One

Request: Maybe you could do a crossover-thing with “Plush” and “Sweet Praises”? Like, Kaoru and Haruhi find out somehow that they’re both feeders, having to explain how Tamaki and Kyoya got so big recently. They can’t help but feel somewhat prideful, almost showing off how fat they’ve made them both. ….Foursome, maybe?

Part Two

Tamaki is more observant than people give him credit for, and he uses these skills to drive everyone mad at the table. Kaoru and Haruhi are just trying to make it through a meal without ruining their underwear.

Pretty Doll

Tamaki and Haruhi enjoy their little sex doll immensely, Kyoya loves not having to think.

MHA

Pretty Piggy

(KamiJirou // weight gain, chubby kink, feedism, outgrown clothes, mild bullying kink, stuffing, mild pig play, mentions of pegging)

Part One

Denki Kaminari is a very good piggy.

[eurydicees]

💥🤍 for the writer asks!!

💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.

answered this one here and here! my third least kudos’d fic is “double dog dare you (or, a game of he loves me, he loves me not),” which i haven’t actually reread in full in a while (maybe ever? not sure) but i’m scrolling through it and it kinda slaps ngl. i’m really happy with the platonic sakuatsu in this! i think i did a good job with their banter and general dynamic. also atsukenhina is lowkey so much fun as a ship.  

🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?

hm, i actually can’t really think of one that people, like, misinterpreted? there was the whole debacle w the tamakyo/harurenge fic, but that was pretty quickly resolved as far as i know? honestly even the ones that are more niche or heavy topics people have been pretty respectful and kind about them. i will say that there was one comment on “a reflection on being empty, being whole, & being in love” that mentioned how they felt they had learned something from this fic and so that kind of answers the opposite of the question, but that comment was really special to me.

thanks for the ask! more q's here & here :p

[haruhigenderenvy]

I am one essay away from shipping it. harurenge fans if you wanna recruit me.....

[sirensorisons]

moodboard for the harurenge nation @midnight-teatime

[wishiwasntstillhere]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ootori Kyouya/Suoh Tamaki, Fujioka Haruhi/Houshakuji Renge, Fujioka Haruhi & Ootori Kyouya, Houshakuji Renge & Suoh Tamaki, Hitachiin Hikaru & Hitachiin Kaoru, Haninozuka Mitsukuni & Morinozuka Takashi, Houshakuji Renge & Ootori Kyouya, listen. they're all bros. all of them. the bro is strong in this fic Characters: Ootori Kyouya, Fujioka Haruhi, Suoh Tamaki, Houshakuji Renge, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru, Haninozuka Mitsukuni, Ootori Yoshio, Fujioka Ryouji | Ranka Additional Tags: Found Family, Coming Out, LGBTQ Themes, in my drafts this is titled lgbteen solidarity :), POV Alternating, Homophobia, justice for renge!, justice for all of them actually, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, eclair never happened, Platonic Relationships, Nonbinary Haruhi, looking as a love language, Developing Relationship, tamakyo and harurenge centric, its about that wlw mlm solidarity!, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Romance, Pining Summary:

There’s an observable phenomenon among the hosts, where something happens to one of them and it rings through the others, vivid and calling. Uncoordinated, but perfectly in sync, they’ll turn to witness whatever momentous thing is happening in that host. Today it happens again, all of them honing in on Haruhi’s laugh.

He wonders if she can sense it, their eyes and hearts on her, breathing in rose-sweet air and watching as the whirlwind delight that is Renge sweeps Haruhi off her feet.

~

Haruhi and Renge’s new relationship sparks envy, shatters plans, and stirs up fears throughout Music Room 3. Especially for one Kyoya Ootori, who is now down a beard.

The carriage is rattling. Midnight fast approaches.

But there’s a magic in dreaming, and a comfort in sharing pain. The tighter the Host Club family holds, the brighter their future seems.

tamakyo & harurenge centric!

[ouran-gsa]

Sometimes a relationship can be a rich French demigirl otaku, a perpetually stoned nonbinary honours student, and some complex carbohydrates

[livepoultryfreshkilled]

oomf just talked about how tamaki kissed haruhi on accident and how they both decided to never talk about it and made sure to avoid a romantic situation and was like theyre ace. baby theyre just gay and incompatible

[bapydemonprincess]

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Another bite of Harurenge for you poor starving shippers! 😌❤️💖

[ohshcscenerios]

HaruRenge, KaoHaru, and HikaHaru for Round 2..!

Haruhi x Renge: Will Lead to Heartbreak

Haruhi x Kaoru: Childhood Brest Friends

Haruhi x Hikaru: In Another Life

[tamaharu]

renge voice "hes just some guy" well maybe i like some guys!!

[kinky-pen]

Date Nights and Big Meals (pt. 1)

Rating: Mature

Pairing: HaruRenge

Summary: Haruhi and Renge love going out to restaurants, but what they both might love more (apart from each other) is the effect this has on their waistlines...

Contains: Weight gain, belly kink, chubby kink, tight clothing, feedism, stuffing, mutual gaining

A/N: Thanks to 666mewmew on fanfiction.net for prompting this!

Renge couldn’t help but groan when Haruhi finally let them into their apartment, not even taking off her coat before flopping onto the bed. Haruhi herself was also feeling the weight of the food in her stomach, but at least she had the foresight to wear a stretchy dress, even if it had become rather unflattering since the twins gifted it to her.

The blue dress was one that clung to her figure before she and Renge went out to eat so many times, and now it was like a second skin with how stuffed and rounded her stomach was. She could see (sort of, considering how far her gut pushed forward) patches of her skin tone beneath the now translucent blue, the indent of her belly button. Not to mention that every roll was more than a little visible. The dress was also shorter, resting at midthigh now rather than just above the knee.

“I’m so stuffed,” Renge panted from the bed, breaths shallow, and Haruhi went over to assist her girlfriend. She had to tug at her to sit up, even if she was a bit of a weakling and certainly couldn’t budge Renge’s well-fed, hefty form after all their indulgence.

“I know, I am too, but it’ll feel better after we get our clothes off,” She stated. Renge knew too, of course, the both of them having a lot of experience with it now, but seemed to have forgotten in her state of melodramatic declarations of how much she ate.

The coat’s buttons were hard to undo, stretched and thread only just holding on. It’d been too cold to forgo coats, even if they were too small, and Renge even had to let the belt hang loose at her sides to avoid even more pressure on her stomach. Still, Haruhi got to work; Renge did try to help by sucking in her gut, but it didn’t particularly do much.

Haruhi couldn’t help but notice how the material was pushed apart so quickly once the buttons were undone, that soft fat so compressed that the coat almost burst off her. If it had been any less well-made, she doubted the seams would’ve stood up to such treatment. They’d certainly have to get new clothes soon… again. What were they now? Huge, she knew, and she honestly couldn’t get enough of it. She wondered if her own dress’ stitches would remain intact when they next went out to eat. Probably not, especially if she put away as much as she did tonight.

The real star of the evening, however, was Renge. While they were both more than happy with the situation, eating to their heart’s content, she was really pushing herself. So much food was ordered, it all passing in a blur of creamy sauces and perfectly sautéed potatoes, and other heavy things. Multiple plates spanned the entirety of their table, and she could feel the thrill of stares on their backs from other patrons.

Renge must’ve put down at least three main courses, not to mention her two appetisers and the two generous slices of cake they’d ordered. In an added, impressive feat, she took the four small jugs of heavy cream they’d been given, resting besides both of their cakes, and chugged them down one after another. Haruhi could only stare, enraptured, as her girlfriend’s stomach stretched and swelled so big. Even now, Renge’s usual soft, flabby gut was rock solid, taut and just so perfect. She didn’t have any room left, stuffed to her absolute limit.

It wasn’t like Haruhi hadn’t eaten much herself, putting away nearly as much, but she wasn’t feeling it as much, and her stomach was still rather doughy. Perhaps because her own appetite (and, by extension, size) was usually bigger than Renge’s? That seemed a fair assumption, even if Renge’s bloated stomach was much more… more. It looked so heavy, taking up a good three quarters of her lap.

She knew they were both getting incredibly fat off their new routine, and most of that was probably bloating, but she still loved seeing it so… clearly. They used to be so skinny, and now here they were, so gluttonous and perfectly well taken care of.

“Um, Haru…” Renge began, her cheeks blooming bright red, “I… feel a breeze on my back…”

Haruhi swallowed hard, crawling onto the bed with her beloved and taking a look. Sure enough, the zip at the back of Renge’s dress had burst, showing off her lovely, smooth skin and voluptuous love handles. It was all so plump and perfect, and all hers. She’d worship every one of those new rolls, every beautiful pound that lay so perfectly under her skin, every stretch mark that showed how quickly she was fattening up, and every dimple of cellulite that indented her thighs and ass.

But not tonight. They were both full, and groggy, and even if she was a bit turned on by the sight of the too small dress on Renge’s weighty body, she just wanted to take care of her. Belly rubs and sleep, dreaming of how big all this food was going to make them, and how much they’d both eat the next day. She’d stuff herself then, too; let Renge see how big her stomach could get.

The zip was hard to glide down, so hard in fact that she gave Renge an apologetic smile as she crawled off the bed, heavy footstep making their way down the hall in search of some scissors to cut it off. It was too tight anyway, and so another thing she’d have to do was go out to get some more date night clothes…

She’d make sure they’d have enough room to grow… For now.

[eurydicees]

theatre club au time!!! i’m back with the romeo and juliet edition of “eurydicees just write the fucking fic instead of daydreaming about it” 

theatre club au hcs are also here: part one and part two!! 

disclaimer: there was absolutely no editing nor proofreading here, i’m watching romeo + juliet and haven’t read the real script in years, and i really don’t know what i’m talking about

so. for the fall show, one year, they decide to do romeo and juliet, because obviously, you know? 

renge directs, kyoya is her stage manager

hikaru is romeo, haruhi is juliet; tamaki is mercutio, kaoru is benvolio; idk about the rest of the cast, let’s pretend they don’t matter for the sake of this list (filing the rest of the cast list under: problems for when i actually write this stupid fic) 

honey is on lighting, mori is on set and stage combat, mei is on props and costumes, kasanoda is on sound 

so in the ouran theatre club, there’s not really a big rivalry between techies and actors because there’s only a few of them, so they all switch between roles so often (ex. kaoru is 50% actor and 50% costumes; tamaki is 50% actor, 50% director) 

HOWEVER. then, right before the fall production of r&j, hikaru says some dumbass comment about actors having more work to do than techies, and being more important, etc. etc. some bullshit like that

and this causes a HUGE rift in between the techies and the actors for this show specifically— they’re all mad at each other bc of this comment; kaoru is pissed at his brother, kyoya thinks that tamaki endorsed said comment, hikaru isn’t sure why he said it in the first place, haruhi thinks this is all ridiculous but kaoru is being an asshole about it and so they’re mad at him; etc. etc. 

so this show is uh. not coming together very well, because no half wants to work with the other half, and none of them are talking to each other 

then. THEN. THEN. THEN. 

tamaki and kyoya fall in love. 

they start a secret affair together, telling no one, because they know that everyone in the club is mad at everyone else, and saying that they’re dating is just gonna add fuel to the fire, especially bc it’s an actor/sm relationship, which is a bit weird (it’s high school, though, so whatever. once this all blows over, they’ll be a #powercouple) 

things come to a head during one rehearsal, where they’re doing mercutio’s death scene 

so tamaki is acting. he’s going all out. like. he’s giving this speech as if it’s the last performance he’ll ever give. it’s brilliant. beautiful. stan. 

and when he’s done, mei makes some comment about it “needing lights to make it look any good,” as if he can’t make it good on his own, and tamaki is so hurt by this. like. so hurt. 

renge calls for the end of rehearsal, bc hikaru is abt to like. go to war in defense of tamaki’s acting, and kaoru is just mad at hikaru, so he’s also ready to argue (bc they’re at a good enough place in their relationship to do that!!!) 

kyoya, in an attempt to cheer him up, brings tamaki out for dinner, but they have to be discreet, so they go to some commoner place. this is where all the pining Hits. then they finally, finally, actually start dating. 

as we go through the rehearsal and production meeting process, the scenes that they rehearse are interspersed with fluffy scenes of tamakyo falling in love, idk how all that would get worked in right, but it would make it in there because fuck it, yk? 

the rivalry was kind of simmering for a while, but then they doing their stop and go rehearsal, which is always an rip, but here it’s the first time in a hot sec that the entire production team and the actors are in the same room 

the actors keep goofing off and moving around, so honey can’t get things quite where he needs them; the actors are talking loudly, so kasanoda is fucked (but too shy to say something abt it, until mori tells honey, who tells renge, who stands up for them all)

and a (verbal) fight breaks out— kyoya, the eversuffering sm is losing his mind over here. 

he is done with this shit 

so he calls hold, and renge gives a speech about cooperation, and then everyone kind of shuts down. no on is having fun with being in theatre anymore. kasanoda is two insults away from quitting. mei is two broken seams away from physically fighting someone. 

things are not going well 

after rehearsal, tamaki and kyoya have their standing secret date night at some commoner’s place, idk where yet, we’ll figure that out when this actually gets written as a fic, and then. that’s when they get caught. 

it’s renge who finds them— and she’s angry. she goes on this whole rant about professionalism. the stage manager cannot be dating an actor. it’s a conflict of interest. it’s unprofessional. it’s scandalous. she will not have it in her theatre. 

then tamaki points out. that she is here on a date with haruhi. 

fuckin’ hypocrite. 

the four of them have a cute double date bc fuck it. i make the rules now. and they realize that this is bullshit and they’re never going to pull together a show if they keep on arguing like this

but they don’t really know how to fix it???? 

it eventually kind resolves itself when renge, who cannot keep a secret for the life of her, accidentally reveals that she and haruhi are dating— they’re in the dressing room, and renge just kisses them, not realizing that kaoru and mei are arguing over kaoru’s costume in there

everyone is very upset for a moment, until they crack because kaoru and mei are both kinda hopeless romantics, and a star-crossed love is exactly what they needed to make the show come together

meanwhile, tamaki and hikaru are practicing mercutio’s queen mab monologue (for the #drama of the moment), and kyoya is taking notes or w/e, and when they pause, hikaru asks abt tamaki’s inspiration for his acting and what feelings he’s drawing on 

and tamaki is just like *looks at kyoya* “i have my own love” 

i’m gonna be honest i super worked myself into a hole here and i have absolutely no idea how to end this

unlike shakespeare, i cannot kill off all the characters in order to have a resolution to my work 

taking suggestions for an ending i guess. anything would be better than whatever this mess is rn

[falling-pages]

Thoughts on harurenge? Also, whats ur favorite dessert?

Hi lai!! Great questions.

I’m fine with other people shipping harurenge, but I personally don’t. I just don’t think there is enough interaction between the two of them to warrant a relationship, and I don’t think their personalities would mesh. Haruhi is so chill, and Renge is so....not. If they spent more time together, I could see them having a very nice friendship, especially if Renge could dial it back a little. Imagine the girls nights they could have!!

I think Haruhi would be good for Renge. She could teach Renge how to chill and be more laid back, but I think Renge would stress Haruhi out.

That being said, I have no problem with other people shipping them!! I just personally don’t.

My favorite dessert is cheesecake. I love how creamy and thick it is, and it’s so sweet. Especially paired with fruit and chocolate...heaven. Yum.