AWWW Tamaki’s Made Me Giggle So Hard Also Honey’s One Is SOO CUTEE Now Usa-chan Will Have A Friend

their first Valentine’s Day

rosekiller but barty, instead of rejecting the path his father laid out for him, goes to law school and becomes a lawyer.

one day he has to defend a man who's accused of the most heinous crimes, and when he meets him, he comes face to face with pretty-face evan. And, despite having called barty to defend him to avoid jail, the first thing he says to him is "I did all of it".

oh my god ur so right how did i not think of the fact that hikaru would definitely find his horrific gacha music videos one way or another. kaoru would definitely have them hidden in like the depths of the pc though he'd put his creations in a folder within a folder labeled "homework". i think hikaru would find it the funniest thing in the world but also be extremely offended that hes a side character in the majority of the music videos.

kaoru already feels like somethings up when the wedding montage cuts to a black screen and hikaru cackles from behind the camera. but then he hears the first few notes of Complicated by avril lavigne and his heart literally stops beating.

kyoya doesn't know whats happening. he doesn't know why the music is so loud yet so low quality. he doesn't know what those creatures on the screen are. he doesn't know why the one that looks suspiciously like him is labeled "mafia boss". he doesn't want to know.

Hikaru coming in, not wanting to admit to snooping and finding Kaoru's gacha life videos to Avril Lavigne's "Nobody's Home" where the Hikaru-looking avatar bullies and abandons him like ooc 2000s fanfiction: uh....hey, are you doing okay? want to talk about anything?

anyway I still can't stop laughing at this concept. I drew this but refuse to put any more effort into it or download the app to do anything else. this one's set to "The Best Damn Thing" though

Trust….we’re doctors 🧠

I think this is so TamaKyoHaru. Kyoya is the character who is a genius and had to take care of everything alone his whole life and Tamaki and Haruhi just want him to be able to rest

me when people diss my faves because they don't get them

I just wanted to say that I admire you so much, lovely! you're such a sweetheart <3333 kisses!!!!!! xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxox

love you!!!! your writing is so good i read it and start hissing like im harry potter setting a boa constrictor on my cousin (IN A GOOD "this-hiss-too-cute" WAY) <33333 kiss kiss

my friend started watching ouran for me and she loves haruhi so she's sending me screenshots of haruhi and it's like being friends with tamaki

the institution of family

*poor punctuation/grammar, what are capital letters again? :) mention of divorce, dysfunctional view of family, might not make sense, i wrote this while trying to fall asleep, therefore not proofread as i fell asleep, see that makes sense doesn't it?

i have only seen the anime, but ouran has taught me so much about the meaning of family. as a child of divorced parents, even though i am blessed to have always been safe and loved, family has always been a confusing, and borderline negative term. familial pressures and societal views have no doubt shaped my view of the institution of family growing up. according to (segments of) society, there was a formula to a functional family, and mine didn’t quite fit the bill. according to (members of) my family, the things I did should be based on the preferences of (said members of) my family, and the stress i faced was only collateral damage for the happiness of (or maximum peace between) everyone else. 

thus, i deduced that my family were merely people who felt a moral obligation to love me; whom i was bound to love in return because of my own moral obligations. I wasn’t satisfied with this answer, because if my family were merely people i was biologically related to, why are morals at play? the only explanation was that the term “family” meant obligations, expectations and responsibility. an obligation for your family to love you, and you them, an expectation to do what those who love you ask of you, and a responsibility to act in your family’s interest. familial love came with such strings attached. if that were the case, wouldn’t we all be better off without family? no strings attached, free to do as we please. it was harsh, but that’s how the world works, isn’t it? the only problem was that even I didn’t fully believe in this black and white world i created in my mind. 

the high-society families in ouran matched my understanding of family perfectly. obligations, expectations, responsibility. the family that encapsulates this in its entirety is none other than the ootoris: kyoya, as the third born son — obligations — has to do more than his brothers to please his father, yet should not outshine his brothers — expectations. That would be overstepping his role. his father frowned upon his involvement in the host club — responsibility. He should have prioritised his family’s preferences over his own and acted in the interest of his family. he accepts the burden of being an ootori, just as I accepted my own loaded definition of family, until we met tamaki.