#naturallyhosting

      ‘ 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? ‘ 

 MEME [ ACCEPTING && ANSWERED ] @naturallyhosting

   Your muse pins mine with DESIRE.    

   It had happened so  a b r u p t l y , one  m o m e n t  they were on the balcony arguing, always with their OPPOSING opinions of the past, and the very next there was a kind of hastiness that seemed to glide and DANCE throughout the atmosphere, eager to present itself amongst their shared kingdom, a dangerous, drastic CHANGE of emotion that had snuck up on him slowly throughout time and that had come from no one other than Haruhi, leaving him stunned. 

   His hand slips a bit as it attempts to grip the balcony, hard sigh escaping bountiful majesty’s lips, digits extending across the cold stone when he feels her lips against his,  C O N F U S I O N  taking over any ideal amount of practicality that a KING is typically meant to have. She was borrowing from him, wasn’t she? But not entirely  s e l f i s h l y . She needed to feel the vital warmth of the sun, learn it’s caress and  s p l e n d o r . Something was LACKING in his dear Haruhi, something only he could provide, and provide it he would but always with caution.

   ❛ Royal goddess——  ❜ Surely something had come over her within that moment, but no matter the excuse, it was just that — an excuse. Ancient hues would still fall and  g a z e  down upon her, and the familiar longing and  a c h i n g  of a separate heart would still call to her despite everything, holding inside it that same need that he would find from the light of the moon, a serene, calming place to direct him to the end of each and every TUNNEL throughout their strange and mysterious life together. 

   Reaching down to grab her hand, he eventually  p u l l s  her completely up to him, an inexplainable swiftness in his action, dragging her onto her tip-toes, only to scoop up her waist, leaning down in an  i n s t a n t  to protect and  g u i d e  her.  It is then that elder god’s lips create magic with hers, cradling her back and closing the space between them, assisting gently and bringing her closer to his w o r l d  until he is CERTAIN that the desire they both shared was indeed destined to exist and  t h r i v e  as one. 

They’ve been on the dash once before:

finally a hand large enough to strangle tamaki’s ego >:^)

Asking Out Tamaki Meme II Accepting II @naturallyhosting

“Shakespeare?…” He tilted his head looking at her a little confused, he honestly had no idea what she was talking about. It wasn’t like her to decide to recite poems at him, though he had to admit that if she could pull it off it could be a hit with the ladies. He took a step closer and carefully took her hands, noting that they were in fact shaking.