#hostyle17

[kingofthewebxxx]

“Spill it” Who hurt you? -Spike

He raised an eyebrow, almost condescending when matched with the rest of his face, his eyes glaring through the other as if he had expected more. “Oh please! Even if there was anything as I would tell a stranger, who are you again?” he asked, rolling his eyes. “Even if you have done a few jobs for me that doesn't mean you are entitled to anything.” Jim had been through much pain during his life and there have been those who had left their mark on him, particularly when he was younger, before the walls he put up had become beyond rock solid. “You will have to do better than that dear Spike although I will say, those asking stupid questions do hurt me awfully!” he shouted dramatically, gasping as if it had truly offended him, before returning to his laptop. “Never ask that question again.”

[verdantxcircle]

@hostyle17

The woman wrapped in tendrils of moss and pitch taps on the pub's glass. She smiles a coquette's smile, but her wide black eyes are pleasantly unhinged. The thin-faced man she's looking at is in the middle of his third pint with a merrily unsuspecting human.

"Ah, ah, ah..." she whispers, but hardly looks concerned.

[therelentless]

munday question: What song is stuck in your head right now?

Munday Meme ;; @hostyle17

ooc;; Taco - Puttin' On The Ritz i was actually waiting for a song to get stuck in my head to answer this, and her it is!... i hate it!

[roguexpogue]

@hostyle17 liked for a starter

"I can go anywhere mostly. I haven't tried that salt against ghost thing. What would happen if you ate a garlic?"

[untilthcyrot]

15 & 19 for the Mun asks!

a mun ask

15. what is your favourite part about using this platform to roleplay on?

I think my favorite part is the creativity aspect. Seeing everyone work hard on the way their blogs look, their aesthetics from the blog layout itself to the way they design their templates and icons, and the graphics they make. Then of course the writing. Everyone is so different and I can find inspiration from everyone. Not to mention I've met some AMAZING people who I've been able to call friends. Maybe that's number one then creativity.

19. who was the first faceclaim you remember using, who for (canon or original)?

My first muse ever was Sookie Stackhouse actually! A friend of mine that I met just through personal blogs was like "Hey there's this thing called rp. I'm writing Eric so you should write Sookie." So yeah, Anna Paquin as Sookie Stackhouse was my first faceclaim and character! Wow. That's been like...something like 13 years I've been writing her o___o

[vxctorx]

The man's demeanour grates on his nerves; if he had been hitherto in a better mood, his temper is now closer to resembling what the other has so eloquently described. ❝—And you're unpleasant.❞ He retorts, though with little heat in his tone. ❝—I don't see how that's any business of yours. Perhaps you ought to go bother someone else.❞

"So... you're glum." He lit his own cigarette before holding the flame close to the tip of Victor's. While an unwilling victim was always more fun to eat, from time to time Spike enjoyed playing the charisma game. "You're right, I am presumptuous... assumed you had likely been dumped by the bird. What made you leave the party then, if not that?"

[tilldeaths]

post-vampire bite clem short story under the cut ❤️

I wrote this a while ago but I never posted it soooo. inspired by a verse me and @hostyle17 were working on

tw for general violence and trauma

The car was smoking behind her. In the back, there was nothing. The only proof she had — the only memory — had disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Each step forward was a miracle. She felt as if her legs were going to fail her any second; they had before. Blood, fresh blood, trickled down her neck to her shirt, soaking into her last clean piece of clothing. Perhaps that could be her proof. The cops wouldn’t do anything, but it wasn’t for them anyway.

A phone booth stood in the distance. Before she knew it, she was standing inside, pushing one, two coins in. Her nails rattled against the shiny metal. Another miracle: she got all the coins in without dropping them.

The dial tone on the other side of the phone hummed in her ear, followed by each familiar beep. The booth was old enough to have a rotary dial still, thankfully. She couldn’t remember the numbers, but she knew the motions by heart.

It rang one, two, three times.

“Hello?” The voice was groggy. She must’ve just woken up.

“Mommy?”

“…”

“Mom, I’m tired. I want to come home.”

“…”

“I’m — …”

The dial tone came back. Clementine held the phone to her ear, staring ahead at her dirty reflection in the glass. Slowly, she lowered her hand and let the phone rest back in its cradle, before stepping out of the box.

The car was still smoking behind her. In the back, there was nothing. She had to remember that.

Each step forward was a miracle. Her legs would give out on her soon. Clementine kept walking.

[ghoclish]

✧   𓂅   closed   for   @hostyle17 .

“   is   this   a   joke   ?   ”   it   had   to   be   .   yet   ,   faith   wasn't   laughing   .   there   she   was   ,   suited   up   ,   warmed   up   ,   woken   up   much   too   early   (   5pm   ,   she   was   nocturnal   )   only   to   be   met   with   what   they   could   only   describe   as   a   pile   of   bleached   blonde   bones   .   where   were   the   cameras   ?   as   the   thought   enter   her   mind   ,   she   glanced   around   as   if   the   answer   would   come   from   nowhere   .   if   buffy   cared   so   much   she   had   a   funny   way   of   showing   it   .   faith   took   two   more   steps   toward   what   they   were   sure   would   be   a   waste   of   time   .   their   eyes   scanning   his   frame   as   if   assessing   just   how   quickly   they   could   put   a   (   retractable   )   stake   in   his   heart   .   “   i'd   give   it   two   minutes   .   ”   she   said   out   loud   ,   tossing   her   gym   back   to   the   side   and   taking   out   a   piece   of   hubba   bubba   bubblegum   ,   offering   him   a   piece   before    putting   their   curls   up   into   a   pony   best   she   could   .   “   does   buffy   have   a   sweet   spot   for   you   or   something   ?   tell   you   you're   stronger   than   you   look   ?   ”

[kingofthewebxxx]

👀 ? (lol)

Interaction Sheet Meme:

Get to know: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Befriend: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Date: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Kiss/Make out: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Hook up with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Protect: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Help: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Kill: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Have drinks with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Have dinner with/cook with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Do a heist with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Make a mixtape for: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

Resolve a mystery with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please | ALWAYS

“You would be cooking for me, not the other way around. I wouldn't recommend adding poison, leaves a bad taste in the mouth”

[verdantxcircle]

A quiet chuckle climbs a disturbing scale; it cuts just short of shrieks of mania, because instead of applying the white-hot surge of rage to her (annoyingly limited, three-dimensional) windpipe, Rio arches her back. A bass-drop surge of ancient magic thrums out from her sternum; the force of it lifts Spike high aloft and throws him (hard) against a tree trunk.

How's that for a wooden stake.

"I dunno, Thorn, maybe do some research before pouring salt in an all-powerful being's deepest cut?"

Cat-eyes, black and furious, narrow from her perch a good 20 feet away.

"I don't usually give finite life forms a shoulder to cry on to begin with. You're not obligated to stay."

I tried. I tried everything I knew how to try, you little maggot.

Rio conjures a dandelion, consciously avoiding Spike's gaze. She forces death, gossamer seed pods that scatter, seed, sprout, yellow bloom, death and migrant pods again. And again, and again, and again.

Each time, she finds something microscopic that's unique to each stage, and silently praises it.

"If I knew, d'you think I would suffer?"

A huff of laughter.

"The truth is, I didn't even comprehend grief the way mortals do until I fell in love with one. I'm behind you in getting this shit, Spike. Not ahead of you."

I might as well be a child like my Nicky.

[untilthcyrot]

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE TOUCHED? , for nadja

gently. you need to be held as though you're going to break. you need someone to trace your scars like cracks in a wall, crumbling. their touch is almost painful; you've been without it for too long, without someone to hold you. but, you cannot bring yourself to pull away.

tagged by: @rayofsunshinc

tagging: @freakarus @9odsent @spectergeuse @citizenstarlight @hostyle17 @safetypinned

[roguexpogue]

"Yeah, when I was alive. I had that onion blossom thing. No. I can't eat anymore. You don't really have an appetite when you're dead. As a ghost." He didn't mean to sound depressing. It is what it is. "I can walk through walls, mess with electronics, throw objects, and push people. I think I can do more. I'm still newly dead."

"I'd probably gag, but only if it's a lot. A bit of it ain't that bad, gives human food a little kick." he shrugged. "It's also part of the seasoning they add to blooming onions, you've had those? Can you even eat?"

[tilldeaths]

so a little about immy

- daughter of clementine and Sherlock Holmes as written by @hostyle17

- youngest of three girls

- wealthy, fashionista, affinity for y2k fashion

- professional chef, genuinely enjoys hospitality and cooking

- independent to a fault

- a little noncommittal; fear of getting fucked over

[hostyle17]

 ⸺    If    every    𝖛𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊     who    said    he    was    at    the    𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖝𝖎𝖔𝖓   was actually     there,     it    would    have     been     like    𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐂𝐊 .     I   was actually    at     Woodstock.    That    was     a     weird    gig.   I    fed    off    a 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗    𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓     and    I   spent    the    next   six      hours    watchin'   my hand    move. #HOSTYLE17  🦇  an  ic  blog  for  spike  from  btvs.  penned by  ana (they/them age:thirtyone).  #nsfw and spoilers will be present,  selective  &  mutual  exclusive.  all  graphics  used  were  created  by  me.  if  mutuals,  feel  free  to  reach  out via im or dm ✶ 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔡 ✶ 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔰 ✶ 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 ✶

⤷ can also be found @ consvlting (sherlock holmes) / atticbrain (commissions blog)

[verdantxcircle]

"There's a daily quota," comes the voice of the now-absent she-wraith, a cryptic but oddly matter-of-fact response within Spike's head, searing and immutable. And nothing more, until he catches up to the incomprehensibly finite, small physical form she has chosen.

"Hoookay," and Lady Death turns almost languidly. The skull carved rawly into the flesh of her jaw recedes behind a far less threatening, surprisingly round and youthful, face. "We're doing this, huh."

She extends a hand and scratches the skin beneath the vampire's chin.

"Yeah, we're well acquainted, junior. We hung out a few minutes when you passed into my realm in a pretty niche way, then you slipped through my fingers, and since then, you've had me working overtime. It's not gentlemanly. At. All."

@hostyle17

The woman wrapped in tendrils of moss and pitch taps on the pub's glass. She smiles a coquette's smile, but her wide black eyes are pleasantly unhinged. The thin-faced man she's looking at is in the middle of his third pint with a merrily unsuspecting human.

"Ah, ah, ah..." she whispers, but hardly looks concerned.

[untilthcyrot]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐒 & 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒

BOLD what applies. ITALICIZE what sometimes applies. STRIKE what doesn’t. REPOST & DON’T REBLOG.

likes  artificial  watermelon, sleeps  in  what  they  are  already  wearing, eats  their  cereal  with  milk,   listens  to  music  with  earbuds, hates  the  summer, can  recite  passed  the  first  four  digits  of  pi, eats  frosting  out  of  the  jar,   doodles  on  their  notebooks, can  bake  cookies, has  a  garden farm, has  had  a  snowball  fight, eats  pancakes  without  syrup, prefers  shorts  over  pants, can  name  more  than  ten  superheroes, has  a  plan  for  the  zombie  apocalypse, uses  the  same  password  for  everything,   can’t  hold  their  breath  for  more  than  fifteen  seconds, watches  anime,  hasn’t  read  harry  potter, can  say  ‘  i  love  you  ‘  in  more  than  one  language, prefers  mechanical  pencils,  thinks space is cool, takes  personality  tests  more  than  once  to  make  sure, can’t  tie  their  shoelaces,   has  a  purse, likes salads, likes  cool  colors  better  than  warm  colors, knows  how  to  braid  hair,  reads  biographies, can  ice  skate, knows  their  mbti, reads  astrology  charts,    prefers  the  star  wars  prequels  to  the  original  trilogy,   plays  video  games, reads  the  newspaper, likes  chocolate  ice  cream  best, doesn’t  cuss, memorizes  song  lyrics, collects  coupons, has  a  preferred  order  at  starbucks, likes  movie  theater  popcorn, has  seen  a  play, listens  to  music  with  headphones, owns  a  hoodie, would  rather  own  cds  than  online  copies, has  written  a  poem, can shuffle  cards, subscribes  to  a  magazine,  double  dips  when  eating, drinks  directly  out  of  the  milk  container, keeps  a  journal

tagged by: @freakarus tagging: @applesdrowned @rayofsunshinc @hostyle17 @gingerspiice @havvkinsqueen