💰 Reverse with human Hosty if you want to?

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(I’d love too! Anti or dark?)

Markus nodded, hiding his face with his hands. He was so red he could be a tomato. He just wanted to feel good, gooder than now, and his daddy was helping with that.

He was getting closer, twitching in Anti’s hands, Markus gasping and moaning.

Anti used his free hand to move markus hands away from his face. “I wanna see you baby.” He slows down again. “I want you to understand that this is mine now. You can’t touch unless I tell you. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes daddy..”, Markus replied. He was so close, so close to something, and he wanted it so so badly. The pre that had collected getting smeared along his length by Anti’s hand.

He didn’t care if he couldn’t touch himself -he never had the need to anyways. All he wanted was to feel good.

⚓ my muse is a merperson, and yours is a pirate who captures them [Dark being the merperson and Host the pirate? :3]

dark-and-deadly-passion:

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The Host was known as the blind pirate across the seas. Half blind due to an incident at sea, having almost been killed by sirens. It had made Host wish he had no desires, but sadly, he couldn’t change the fact that he had something he wished for.

They were on sea again, Host currently in his cabin as he looked over a map for the next treasure they wanted to dig up. And then suddenly, he could hear something happening on board, making him stand up. One eye closed, scars over it, and scars around his other eye as well. He couldn’t see very well anymore, but he would never stop sailing the sea even if he were blind.

Host opened the door right as another crewmember was about to knock.
“Capt’n, we caught a siren.”, the man said. Host didn’t reply and instead pushed past him, to go see for himself.

The siren yelled loudly one he noticed the man the siren was attacking was markus, immediately dragging attention to himself. he quickly swam away, dragging the next three sirens behind himself.

Once he knew they were far enough from from the crew and markus, he fought with them, killing three and leaving the last one with serious injuries they might never recover from.

He hismelf was damaged from the fight as well; broken nose, black eye, deep scratch across his face, several bites and scratched all over his body. he didn’t mind though, he needed to get to Markus.

“Markus?” he called softly, dragging him to the shore.

Markus had managed to get above water again once the siren who had tried to rip him open was gone. He was still hurt somewhat, but alive. He just had no clue how to get out of the water, as they hadn’t been able to see land previously, and now he was disoriented and bleeding.

When he heard his name, and Dark’s voice, he tried looking for him. He had to be somewhere close. He hoped his crew was alright, because he couldn’t see them right now either.

⚓ my muse is a merperson, and yours is a pirate who captures them [Dark being the merperson and Host the pirate? :3]

dark-and-deadly-passion:

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The Host was known as the blind pirate across the seas. Half blind due to an incident at sea, having almost been killed by sirens. It had made Host wish he had no desires, but sadly, he couldn’t change the fact that he had something he wished for.

They were on sea again, Host currently in his cabin as he looked over a map for the next treasure they wanted to dig up. And then suddenly, he could hear something happening on board, making him stand up. One eye closed, scars over it, and scars around his other eye as well. He couldn’t see very well anymore, but he would never stop sailing the sea even if he were blind.

Host opened the door right as another crewmember was about to knock.
“Capt’n, we caught a siren.”, the man said. Host didn’t reply and instead pushed past him, to go see for himself.

dark slightly tilted his head to the side as he was taking in Markus’s appearance properly, smiling when he finally came to a conclusion. “You’re beautiful,” he then said softly, reaching out with one hand to caress his cheek, careful not to accidentally scratch him with his claw-like nail.

Markus blushed at Dark’s words, not having expected that. He didn’t think much of himself, even though he knew other people thought he was beautiful. It was just something different to be told that by a siren.

“Thank you.”, he replied softly, smiling lightly. “You’re very pretty too.”. He still couldn’t make out the littlest details, things still got blurred. But he was happy to be able to see it a little.

Admittedly, this wasn’t the first time he had been caught and trapped. The first time it was inside of a jar though. Not the first time he was being sold off either though. The four inches small being sat in the glass jar, the lid having holes in them so he could breathe. The glass was special, blocking off magic, so he couldn’t safe himself. He couldn’t see, eyes closed, waiting for someone to buy him. The stand having a lot more magical things other than him too, though. (for whoever :D)

socialmanipulator:

Marvin was so lucky to have stumbled across the peculiar little store. He needed some magical items to help him further his own skills, and this was just the place. He walked along the shelves, eyes sparkling with wonder as he looked at everything. He saw a small glass container, and inside was a tiny being! He got eye level with it, and gently tapped on the glass. “Hello? Are you awake?” he called softly.

Host defiantly looked at Marvin’s green eye. He didn’t like bad magic like that. Not that any magic was inherently bad, but he could feel that that magic wasn’t intended for anything good.

It even let Host forget to try and see Marvin in the eyes. Not that he had to, but if Marvin saw his golden eyes, he liked to be prepared to be dragged into Marvin’s fear with him.

This was the fifth shelter Anti had been placed in. All of his adoptions had resulted in him being left on the street or returned, for some reason or another. Some found him too troublesome, others just didn’t like him and a few ended up not being able to keep him. He had given up on finding a permanent home at this point, curled up in the corner of his kennel and ignoring the passing people. None really stopped to look, anyways. [neko!Anti, glitch-in-the-static <3]

glitch-in-the-static:

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@glitch-in-the-static

Host loved animals. He had a cat already, and he loved him very much, and he always visited shelters to see if there was anything he could do. It was rare for him to be told there was a neko though, especially one that had been given up so much before.

He let’s someone guide him to the kennel, crouching down in front of it.
“Hello there.”, he spoke, voice quiet and soft, smiling softly.

Author was indeed in the library, sitting at his desk. He looked relaxed though, leaning back in his chair. Holding a cup in one hand, the other a pencil. He was doodling at the moment instead of writing, thoughts half staying with Host. He was still not happy about what happened, and he needed to have a talk with him. Tomorrow, though. Today he wanted him to rest.

Anti hesitated when he saw Author, but at least he didn’t look like he was working. He didn’t want to talk to him in case he was still mad, so he slunk to the farthest end of the library to look to see if Author had any Braille books. He’d quietly make his way through the rest of the library until he found some.

Author of course had braille books. Not as many as Host, but there was at least one shelf filled entirely with them. Most were Author’s self written books, having the golden lettering like all his books, though in braille on the spine.

Most all of the books were thick and heavy, since the paper had to be thicker for the braille, and less words fit on a page than with normal writing. Normally Host would carry the book they wanted to read because of that.

💰 Reverse with human Hosty if you want to?

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(I’d love too! Anti or dark?)

“F-feels weird…”, Markus mumbled. Mind too much in headspace to really register what was happening, pre collecting at his tip.

“Good weird baby?” He kisses his head softly as he contiues. He wondered how often Markus would get aroused by being in a wet diaper.

“Mhhm.”, Markus managed and nodded. Small moans or mewls left him some times, and he squirmed. “Wan’… wan’ more good…”, he whined softly. It felt weird, but good, and he wanted more of that good feeling.

This was the fifth shelter Anti had been placed in. All of his adoptions had resulted in him being left on the street or returned, for some reason or another. Some found him too troublesome, others just didn’t like him and a few ended up not being able to keep him. He had given up on finding a permanent home at this point, curled up in the corner of his kennel and ignoring the passing people. None really stopped to look, anyways. [neko!Anti, glitch-in-the-static <3]

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@glitch-in-the-static

Host loved animals. He had a cat already, and he loved him very much, and he always visited shelters to see if there was anything he could do. It was rare for him to be told there was a neko though, especially one that had been given up so much before.

He let’s someone guide him to the kennel, crouching down in front of it.
“Hello there.”, he spoke, voice quiet and soft, smiling softly.

Author was indeed in the library, sitting at his desk. He looked relaxed though, leaning back in his chair. Holding a cup in one hand, the other a pencil. He was doodling at the moment instead of writing, thoughts half staying with Host. He was still not happy about what happened, and he needed to have a talk with him. Tomorrow, though. Today he wanted him to rest.

⚓ my muse is a merperson, and yours is a pirate who captures them [Dark being the merperson and Host the pirate? :3]

dark-and-deadly-passion:

emptynarration:

The Host was known as the blind pirate across the seas. Half blind due to an incident at sea, having almost been killed by sirens. It had made Host wish he had no desires, but sadly, he couldn’t change the fact that he had something he wished for.

They were on sea again, Host currently in his cabin as he looked over a map for the next treasure they wanted to dig up. And then suddenly, he could hear something happening on board, making him stand up. One eye closed, scars over it, and scars around his other eye as well. He couldn’t see very well anymore, but he would never stop sailing the sea even if he were blind.

Host opened the door right as another crewmember was about to knock.
“Capt’n, we caught a siren.”, the man said. Host didn’t reply and instead pushed past him, to go see for himself.

“Sit down, please,” the siren asked softly, still looking at him with big, black eyes, There wasn’t mischief in them at all. he simply wanted to finally take a closer look at him, since he was always so curious. And maybe he wanted to cuddle him as well, but then again, Markus would be soaked from head to toe once again, and he didn’t want that as well.

Markus thought for a moment, before he got on his knees, sitting on his feet. At least like this only his shins would get soaked and dirty. Well, and his bottom, as he was sitting on his drenched shoes. Lucky him for wearing a long coat.

He could see Dark much better being this close, taking his appearance in better than before. Finally able to make out details he couldn’t while further away.

Admittedly, this wasn’t the first time he had been caught and trapped. The first time it was inside of a jar though. Not the first time he was being sold off either though. The four inches small being sat in the glass jar, the lid having holes in them so he could breathe. The glass was special, blocking off magic, so he couldn’t safe himself. He couldn’t see, eyes closed, waiting for someone to buy him. The stand having a lot more magical things other than him too, though. (for whoever :D)

socialmanipulator:

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Marvin was so lucky to have stumbled across the peculiar little store. He needed some magical items to help him further his own skills, and this was just the place. He walked along the shelves, eyes sparkling with wonder as he looked at everything. He saw a small glass container, and inside was a tiny being! He got eye level with it, and gently tapped on the glass. “Hello? Are you awake?” he called softly.

Host decided he could show himself, moving as smoke to the open. Marvin wouldn’t have noticed if he came in through the door or not anyways.

“Marvin!”, he called, keeping his eyes open. He knew he shouldn’t have let Marvin’s kindness make him think everything was okay. He needed to know friends as well as enemies as best as possible. Not that he ever had friends before.

“Ah—!” Marvin yelped, sitting up quickly. “God, Host, you scared the shit out of me,” he chuckled quietly, rubbing his eyes. The green light around him disappeared when he was spooked.

Host chuckled lightly. “Well I can’t really knock on the door before I come in, can I?”, he asked with a grin. It would most likely not even make a sound if he pounded on the door with both hands, considering his size. He wished he was normal sized some times.

“What were you doing?”, he decided to ask, as long as Marvin didn’t see his eyes.

“If I can’t grow old with you, then I don’t want to grow old at all…..”, he mumbled quietly, tugging at his sleeve. (Whichever AU/verse? Human Host/normal Host, whichever, whichever oli u like)

googleoliver:

[ fixed!vampire!oliver / human!host ]

“There is little that we can do to change that, I am afraid. Unless I turn you, and even then… I am uncertain if that would work.”, Oliver turned around to look at the mortal that had seemed to have become… something to him. “You are still young, you’ll live for decades yet.”

Markus was surprised by the kiss, but he was very happy kissing back. Enjoying the action, the emotion he felt. How loving Oliver was, could be. Knowing Oliver lived him made him feel so happy.

“You never need to apologize for that.”, Markus said with a smile, squeezing Oliver’s hand gently. He didn’t want to move, but he was happy to have Oliver with him in the first place.