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[glitchdoctorbean-blog]

’ I’m going to nail your feet to the floor so you don’t run away again! ’ -glitchinglust from my anti to host

“N-N-No, Anti, please,” the Host softly begged. His voice was quiet, it always was, and as fearful as it could get. His struggles just grew worse, hands blindly pushing against the demon. He didn’t have time to narrate where he was or what was going on. All that the Host knew was that he had to get out of here.

It was worth a shot, as much as it was risky. He began to speak in narration, but he was not describing the area around him. He was trying to narrate himself to a different place instead, which was harder than it seemed. Interruptions would make sure he didn’t go away, that he stayed right where he was. The thought of bleeding feet made him want to whimper. He just wanted to be safe again. ( @glitchinglust )

[glitchdoctorbean-blog]

‘ despite everything, i’m still in love with the world. ’ -tabris @ the host

The Host paused. He seemed to need some time to take in those words, head tilted the slightest bit. His face was soon graced with a soft smile. “It must be wonderful to think that way.” He realized how it had sounded and sighed. Perhaps he had not given it as much thought as he should have. “There is so much beauty within the world. I wish I could see it. Maybe then I could be in love with it as well.”

[glitchdoctorbean-blog]

💗 depravedcodes from my blankybaby to whatever muse!

The Host tensed when pulled into a hug. He looked a little bewildered, but he knew who it was for the most part so it was alright. With a pause, he slowly hugged back, not quite understanding the affectionate cuddle. “What is... the meaning of this?” He just sounded puzzled. ( @depravedcodes )

[glitchdoctorbean-blog]

"Host have you seen my violin latley?" He looked at the blind man as he crossed his arms over his chest his blue aura showing the most meaning Damien was in control. He gazed around his room a his eyebrows forward. (@thedarkspottts)

The Host couldn’t help but laugh. “Have I seen your violin? I wish I could,” he replied, surprised amusement in his voice as he gestured to the bandages upon his face. His voice grew softer and quieter as he allowed his narration to describe how Dark looked in front of him. He took in the description of blue aura and smiled. The Host liked Damien. He was much less fiery than his counterpart.

“Perhaps if I describe the rooms around us, I could find it?” His narration would tell him everything he needed to know, like a pair of eyes that only supplied the descriptions and not the sights. ( @thedarkspottts )

[fujiokaxharuhi]

With a playful grin upon his face, Chopper walked toward the girl, hoping that she wasn't too busy to spend some time with him. He had been alone for some time, but for whatever reason, seeing her face alone made him feel as though his boredom could be easily relieved. "Hey!" He shouted out as he gently placed his hoof upon her knee, hoping to get her attention.

Haruhi was out for shopping on the items needed for the host club. Ah yes, another instant coffee that the rich bastards was requesting for her to buy again in the commoner's supermarket.As she went her way back at the academy, there is someone who is calling her out of a sudden. But she wasn't sure if it was meant for her since it was only a "Hey" and not her name. Not when he placed his hoof upon her knee, she was startled and dropped the items she was holding. Haruhi was frightened at the figure infront of her as her eyes grew wide and her mouth slightly hung open. "Wh-who are you?! I-I mean, what are you?!" Unsure if she was dreaming or this is reality but then again, seeing something like this is out of the norm for her.