#hostica

[ruledbyfilth]

@hostica  // " what the fuck is wrong with you ? " - From Dabi :3c

An unseen smile crinkled the corner of his eyes."Even a man of my genius can't understand what you mean?" Though spoken in jest, there was a hidden jab. Yes, chastising him for something he couldn't recall was bold, so he dismissed it when he looked like that.

    The amalgamation of dead skin cells and a thriving nexus sparked his relentless curiosity. Meticulously, his gaze traced every seam, every detail of the man's patchwork form, hungry to unravel an enigma. Chisaki's hand yearned to hold a scalpel to slice away.

At once, he was overwhelmed by a strong urge to distance himself from it. The sight turned his stomach, a repulsive display that almost made Chisaki recoil in horror. The smell assaulted the senses. The desire to sequester it in a morgue nearly seized him.

There was nothing wrong with him, but everything was wrong with it.

  "Do I know you, stranger?" he asked politely and amicably; though smooth, his desire to end this conversation and escape his vicinity was pressing. "You are Shigaraki's Teammate, though I don't recall your name."

[hclluvahctel-aa]

@hostica replied: alastor vc: cringe

"SOMEONE CLEARLY WORKED REALLY HARD on that project... their talent should be... APPRECIATED..."

[olliesmultimuse]

@hostica has liked/replied here for a Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss muse starter (for Alastor).

"I'm assuming the Princess of Hell has another fun activity for all of us once again. Don't tell me that it's going to be a friendship activity." Husk scoffed slightly as he took a swig of his bottle.

"...is it?"

[erobret]

@hostica

❝ ALASTOR ! MY SWEET DEAR ! ❞ oh how she flounced over to him , dagger nails curled daintily . ❝ how many times do i gotta tell ya to visit more ? it's a down right bore without ya here ! ❞

[taleswrittenmoving]

@hostica liked this for a starter

The battle is over, losses were had, but they had won. They had actually won. For a moment there, Angel had been doubtful. The others are celebrating, they're fixing up the hotel, but Angel's mind is elsewhere.

Alastor. What had happened to the radio demon, really? Everyone is well aware of the dire situation, of the possibility of Alastor being very hurt, but they're all concerned with their own thing.

He can't blame them and he could stay here and help build but something compels him to seek out the demon to make sure he's alright.

He doesn't know where to start looking so he picks a direction and goes for it. Luck must be on his side or something because he finds a trail pretty easily and with following the trail comes the thud, thud, thud of his rapidly beating heart as he fears the worst.

He and Alastor may not be as close as he and Charlie or he and Husk but that doesn't mean the spider demon doesn't care about him, even if he won't admit such a thing out loud.

Eventually, he finds the demon, in pretty bad shape. It looks like he's bleeding out and Angel finds himself scrambling to Alastor's side as quickly as possible.

"Al?" Angel calls out gently, kneeling down beside the struggling demon. "Hey - it's gonna be okay, alright? I've gotcha. We just....we gotta get you somewhere safe, can't have ya bleedin' out on the streets." Preferably somewhere with medical supplies. Not that's he an expert in patching shit up but hey, he's got to try right?

"Can ya walk?" Or even hear Angel for that matter? For fucks sake, he's in bad shape.

[multianime]

@hostica

Keigo & Toya child.

Name: Isamu Todoroki Gender: Male Appearance: He's got a lot of Keigo's features. Blond hair with eyes that are closer to Toya's. He's got stitches running down his face and across his neck. He was burned when he was younger, but not by Toya. It was from a different persons fire quirk. Personality: He's your typical loner type. He's got to the point where he doesn't trust people much. Got taught that by his dads. It takes a lot for someone to earn his trust and loyalty. He's quiet and very much introverted. But he can still be social when he needs to be. Powers/Abilities: Quirk: Puppet Master He can shoot threads from his fingers and when they land on someone he can control them how he pleases. It only works on the living and he can't do this with animals. The drawback of this quirk is that the threads could easily be burned by a fire quirk or frozen solid by an ice quirk. Leaving him defenseless. Misc:

His music definitely contains your typical emo playlist. But people would be surprised to find random pop punk, or just pop in there too.

Even though he's got this edgy look to him. The first thing that people will find out is that he's a total softie no doubt. Like we're talking saving stray cats and other animals, while also good with children too.

He loves the rain. He just likes the idea of it being a cozy night inside and listening to the sound of the rain while drawing or doing writing in his notebook.

[riddl3r]

[𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑]: small one [𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒]: accepting [𝐅𝐎𝐑]: @hostica​

❝ Alright, Oswald. I am here. ❞ Ed gets his hat off and quickly fixes his hair as he walks towards the other. The past few weeks had been rather quiet, without a major incident. Not that he minded. Usually, Ed doesn’t like boring (which is often equivalent to quiet), but he had found a way to entertain himself. A few hours at the Riddle Factory, a few...doing things he doesn’t quite share. Still, and maybe he would not admit it, receiving a phone call from Oswald was a nice turn of events.  ❝ Tell me exactly what happened. ❞

[anothercastlc]

“Aren’t you just…tired of the same old thing?”

Elbows propped against the balcony of her castle; blue gaze looking out into her kingdom; the sky painted with orange, pink and purple hues as the sun began to set off in the distance.

It felt as though her life was on a continuous loop at this point. Bowser wasn’t all that terrible—she had gotten to know him the more he had taken her away. Sometimes she’d put up a fight; sometimes he would threaten her kingdom and she’d have no choice. But it was predictable by now. She was getting….

Bored?

Peach ripped her gaze from the sky and looked over at her shoulder towards Bowser, shoulders shrugging softly. Of course she wanted the Koopa King to stop his tyrannical raid in general, but…

“You’re going to take me away. Mario is going to save me. It happens every time, doesn’t it? Aren’t you…bored of all this by now?”

// @hostica - King Bowser. | Starter Call.