#hostprince

[youngtwin-blog1]

      ‘ WELCOME! to the infamous         OURAN HIGHSCHOOL HOST CLUB! we have so many types to CHOOSE from!

                    we have the PRINCELY type, the COOL type,  the LITTLE DEVILS type,                      the LOLITA type,  the WILD type,  and least but certainly not least,                       he NATURAL type!!!!

          so, which one will YOU choose? ‘ 

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[purposebound]

@hostprince /  she’s  certainly  not  used  to  such  an  elaborate  school.              to be honest  it  sort  of  brings  her  discomfort. -------------------  she  was  USED  to  being  homeschooled.                   but  after  the  move,             her  parents  had  to  find  new  teachers  that  spoke  in  sign.               there  were  a  few  here  who  could  meet  with  her  after  school  for  a  reduced  price.                       she’s  simply  been  allowed  to  roam  the  halls  for  now  --  taking  in  everything  she  could.                 there  was  a  sign  outside  of  one  of  the  doors  that  read   MUSIC  ROOM.               as  she  placed  a  hand  upon  the  door  she  could  feel  vibrations  that  she  knew  to  come  from  one  place -------------------------  pianos.                  

                          as  she  gently  pushed  the  door  open,                  her  eyes  fell  upon  the  blonde  playing  the  piano.                no  sound  came  to  her,               but  a  small  smile  graced  her  lips.                she  didn’t  wish  to  disturb  him,              so  she  merely  stood  by  quietly,                  watching  how  his  fingers  moved  so  effortlessly  in  a   sound  she   DESPERATELY   wanted  to  hear.                nothing  in  this  world  sought  out  her  need  for  hearing  greater  than  MUSIC. 

[domina-gladiis]

😘 A kiss to the nose!

It’s national kissing day! Send 😘 to kiss my muse.

                                                               {♔}

     T here had been no denying it. Anyone that knew Elizabeth well knew that, with the way that she’d been moping about the whole day and keeping herself distant and quiet, knew that something was wrong. Terribly wrong. For someone who had practically rained sunshine and happiness to the world around her, to see a light like hers being burned out by obvious melancholy was enough to raise any red flag of those who cared for her dearly.

     I n the reality of the situation, it wasn’t as if her source of sadness had been all that horrendous. A simple telling of no by her fiance had been given after Elizabeth had asked if he could attend a little dance Ouran was planning on hosting. To some it may seem as if it would be no big deal, since she could simply just attend it with her dear friend, Tamaki. But, this had been a big deal for her. After having been rejected by him in the past, this had been the one rejection that set her off once more. Making it almost impossible to break her from it.

     B ut, here he was, going to rescue her once again like the prince he was. Approaching her when Elizabeth had least been expecting it and planting a delicate kiss to her nose. It was small moments like this that made the blonde appreciate her dearest friend Tamaki. He’d honesty never know how much he meant to her. Nor would he ever be able to fathom it.

     ‘ Tamaki. ‘ A pause, as his name leaves her lips. Smallest hint of a smile starting on troubled features. Hand playfully going up and tapping his nose. ‘ You’re…you’re wonderful. Thank you…thank you for being my dearest friend, Tamaki…~ ‘

@hostprince

[pcndragcn]

" Papi! " He half chirps, half barks out like a dog.

// @hostprince

                          * twitches *

[magicprince-blog1]

Just as the other is leaving he gently tugs at the signature cloak that is wrapped around his occult loving friend, until that is it has unraveled and fallen softly to the floor where Tamaki swiftly moves in to pull Nekozawa into an embrace, dragging his head against his shoulder where he is safe from all light, his hand cupping the back of it to ensure he is comfortable. "You looked like you could use a hug, Nekozawa. Was I right?"

nekozawa isn’t easy to read. with a hood over his head and a wig obscuring his eyes from most light and others views, they have to rely on body language. when its on that he still becomes difficult, cloak hiding his hunched shoulders or slouches frame. all that really is left to rely on is instinct -- something select few have for reading him.

somehow though, somehow tamaki has never failed him. somehow the younger blond who runs the neighboring club has learnt to tell the difference between nekozawa’s ordinary slouch and his slouch when he feels defeated, like some part of the world didn’t care about what happened around him. beelzenef is held close to his body, opposite hand cradling the puppet close as he attempted to leave to return to his family’s residence.

instead, he feels the tug on his cloak, and when the hood slides off his wig is removed too. he can hear them hit the ground and a small moment of panic rises -- but it doesn’t last. the warmth of arms he knows surround him and there’s a brief second where nekozawa isn’t sure what to do or say -- but it all breaks down. fingers curl into the familiar jacket of their uniform, face pressed in close as his body starts to shake.

                                                              ‘    ------ thank you, tamaki. i -- i really needed this ...    ‘

[blecdingout-blog]

                            an  amused  little  SMIRK  touches  the  boys  lips  as  he  eyes  the  blonde  before  him.                it  was  a  FONDNESS  that  crept  into  the  corner  of  his  lips  ---------------  hidden  away  by  the  stern  look  his  gaze  always  held.                

                              ❛    you  are  TRULY  the  only  person  i  will  ever  let  call  me  mommy  &  not  pay  severely  for  it.                 i  feel  as  though  you  should  be  HONORED.     ❜  / @hostprince

[raajasii]

Would you grab my arm so I can tell my friends I’ve been touched by an angel?

[ ♢ ]  HIT ON YA BOI .   ||   ACCEPTING .

                   ❝ Aww.   You know I would happily fulfill your wishes ,  after you asked so nicely ! ❞       And he shall grin LIKE A FOOL as Tamaki’s arm is instead encircled and captured entirely,       ❝ How about you go tell them right away ,  then   —   I will come too !! ❞

[fateddog-aa-blog]

Tamaki peeks over this way.

‘    -------- why hello hello !! could i offer you a novel ??    ‘        don’t take them unless you enjoy smut, tamaki.        ‘    or would you rather a book of fairy tales ??    ‘

[bcssdog-blog]

                                     SHE  REMEMBERS  MEETING  HIM.               he  was  so  excited  !                she  could  smell  it  on  him  --------------------------  so  of  course  she  had  to  try  &  get  his  attention  at  this  LOUD  PLACE.                    so  she  barks  &  jumps  to  try  &  get  him  to  look  at  her  ;  tail  wagging  as  hard  as  it  can. 

 / @hostprince

[ultimctepoet-a-blog]

🌀 : - (

Take These Broken Wings || Accepting !!

( 詩 ) -          

   Getting beaten up by female delinquents, kind of embarrassing when   you have a delinquent personality who could’ve fought back, but… She   held Asuka back. The poet didn’t want to hurt anyone… Mondo would   give her an earful for going out by herself, she was kind of reckless.

   Nazumi managed to rise to her feet, supporting herself against a brick   wall as she held her gut, her body felt heavy… It hurt to even stand up.   Were there tears in her eyes? She didn’t know… Everything just hurt   too much for her to realize anything around her, not even the kind male   trying to help her.

[excalibourne]

☞✿

Send ❝☞✿❞  to kiss my muse’s hand | Accepting

@hostprince

Any other person would have been more than happy to accept the King’s attention. Any girl in Ouran would have swooned, fluttered their eye lashes, screamed in joy or giggled giddily.

Not Wendy Darling, unfortunately.

Having walked into the wrong room and nearly startled into paralysis by the greetings from the members of the host club, it was a simple countdown before the blonde reacted to Tamaki’s polite greeting.

Not expecting human contact, coupled with the small sensory overload caused by the overall environment of the host club, had her going into defensive mode and she neatly tossed Tamaki over her shoulder in a perfectly executed judo throw.

[facadesmiled]

I follow you because I love Joker and Book of Circus and your portrayal of him brings joy to my life!

Why Do You Follow Me? || Accepting. || @hostprince

ACES. Tamaki-senpaaaaiiiii. Omg. Honestly that’s what your portrayal does for me too?? Ouran was one of the first animes I ever watched, so it means a lot to me, and YOU AND YOUR HOST SQUAD DO SO GOOD, I LOVE IT. ♥

[youngtwin-blog1]

SMASH OR PASS + TAMAKI BRUH

        ’ i...BOTH? i mean, there are SOMETIMES when you're smashable, but sometimes it’s a BIG PASS. so...can both be a QUALIFIABLE answer? if so. DEFINITELY both. ‘

@hostprince▸ MEME▸ ACCEPTING [  ✔  ]

[domina-gladiis]

💍 Alright I know Tamaki is Lizzy's honorary brother but he would marry her if he had to like if she were forever lonely and had no one to love her he would be like be my wife and i'll take care of you okay please don't be sad or I will literally get on one knee.

Send me 💍 if you think my muse is spouse material.

you know that i’m so extra when i come on here for the sole purpose of responding to this ask because jfc but!!! bless tamaki’s soul for thinking that of Elizabeth like he’s one of the best honorary brothers Elizabeth has! To take this crazy child if he had to like someone protect this smol  bean this was cute thank you for sending this this made my night B)

@hostprince 

[kcnko-blog]

            Eyes peered just a bit curiously into the music room said to be inhabited by the incarnation of MALE host clubs ( who would’ve thought those existed? ). He wasn’t there to gawk, instead, he was there to catch sight of the former martial arts master that tended to reside there. He had heard the boy happened to be around HIS HEIGHT, and certainly wanted to size him up. he didn’t expect, however, to see the room filled to the brim with girls. My god. He had to make a quick and quiet get away.

@hostprince liked !!

[idoladored-blog]

hc + past times

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it ( accepting )@hostprince

Nico most likely doesn’t have a lot of pastime. School, to practice, and then home to help w/ her younger siblings. Though in the times she does have, she’s fond of shopping, going to the arcade,hanging around w/ the other members and all simple things tbh.