こんにちは!

Alright! The Low Blood Pressure Evil Lord has given his approval for my to make one of these! Call me King! Host Club King! You have heard of me haven't you, my love? It's me, your prince. I go to Ouran Academy and I live with my grandmother in her mansion in Japan. I was born in France. It's really interesting and exciting going from there to here. I love learning about Japan and I love knowing that the world is beautifully surrounding by people. I'm very found of reading books and learning new things every day. You may find my in the doors of the 3rd floor music room, behind a piano, or on vacation with my host club family. Either way, It is nice to know that you have had a chance to follow me.

(Source: theshadowking)

theshadowking:

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I remember this day, mi amour~ Taking cold showers in the summer is the best and then to come out and have you dry my hair, tis a perfect evening my prince -he said as he placed his hands on the others hips-. Do you know how much I love it when you dry my hair? -he leaned in slightly teasingly, and pecked a small kiss on Kyouya’s soft slender lips, hoping he would want more-

-Fixes frames, he’d look away a moment and tried to fight back a blush casting upon his cheeks and closed his eyes- Yes, I do- you told me plenty of times. If you please.. I have to get back to my studies, or do you not remember that we have an economic test tomorrow? … -He’d look up from his desk toward the blonde, sitting in study hall, leaning back on the cool badge chair and setting his pencil down to his open notebook full of nothing but numbers. Just how many of these notebooks did he have? and how could he possibly understand everything that is written within upon this page? Well he did.. and it was amazing how a Junior in high school could comprehend such a thing-

-pouting his lips out slightly and looking at kyouya with that puppy dog look in his eyes- say Kyouya…if we study for a little while..do you think then we could play a little? -he’d say as he stretched out long arms over the table, putting his hands over Kyouya’s notebook so that all there was to pay attention to was him-. So what do you say Kyouya? -wiggling his butt in the air as he said this from his position bent over at the table- I mean I already feel prepared for my economics test and knowing you, you probably have your entire notebook memorized already -he’d say as he gave a slightly cocky smile-. Plus it’s our study hall…don’t you want to go outside in the nice and sunny weather? -he motioned at the big arched windows from where the sunlight was pouring in from-.

…. -Sigh- … Fine, but if I miss one question on the test I will never be able to forgive you. -Kyouya began to tap the end of his finger tip against the King’s forehead and attempt to make him laugh he’d let his finger tip stroll along the frame until reaching the French’s hair then did he scratch under his chin and smiled- That’s a good boy, for feeling prepared … . -He’d listen to the other, retrieving back his hand and lifting his tired brow showing off his un amused Shadow King expression- I do believe it is to hot to go outside in the court yard today… but we can take a break I guess. -With hesitation, he’d set his pen down and leaned back from his papers and steadied his around the room toward the very few people who contained within it. Some where sleeping, others were leaning against the frame of the large windows to peer outside while chatting among themselves. Were he and Tamaki really the only ones studying? He felt his shoulders drop as he let a sigh escaped his lips in a frustrated manner- 

 -following behind Kyouya like how a puppy follows his owner he glanced around trying to find a place to escape to with his shadow king-..-he was deep in though still and the place where Kyouya touched on his chin was still hot-…OH I KNOW! -he said while walking ahead slightly- lets go to the piano room! -purple optics looked back at his prince while grabbing ahold of his hand and pulling him along-. -The instan he grabbed his hand he cold feel Kyouya’s warm finger tips against his hand as he squeezed them tightly leading the way-. Ne mon ami, I think this is the perfect idea..I mean the piano room is nice and cool and spacious, but still has those amazing windows that let in the sun rays.

-feet tapping onto the tile floor as they walked along, until he found what he was looking for..those double doors that were like a gateway to another world, a world that was just his-..-grasping his hand firmly around the golden nobs, he swung open those pure white doors, letting the cool air rush against his skin making him shiver slightly- shall we go in my lord? -he said bowing slightly and holding the door wide open while locking gazes with the slender frame standing next to him-…-not waiting for the other to respond the blonde once again grabbed onto that slender wrist and pulled him inside-

Sit here. -he motioned towards the black piano bench that was sitting next to the piano and the golden arched windows-..-he cooed soothingly while waiting patiently for Kyouya to sit down, where he himself had sat so many times, and had played countless songs-

-Why was a puppy guiding him to someplace where he meant to be? Confused, the shadow king fidgeted and pulled back lightly whenever his wrist was being grasped, however, he didn’t want to be rude so he let the other guide him to which ever placed he witched to. Ah, the piano room, the male found it cool and peaceful within one of the many things he enjoyed about this school. Perhaps the colour arrangement could fit the lack of dark colours a little bit more, but at least  the school had the decency to add such a nice aroma to each room. The shadow king raised a brow very slightly while Tamaki had guided him to a grand piano in the  middle of a spot lighted room. His plum eyed blinked, confused and out of it, humming a bit while looking up to Tamaki. His hand out and he waited for the japanese boy to take a seat at the bench. 

Shaking his head after a moment of long staring and not understanding, Kyouya took one step back to fix his frames and close his eyes- I’m not entirely sure what you’re thinking, mon ami.. but I don’t see how that’s my seat.. Unless you want me to watch next to you while you play..and I can’t necessarily  do that.  

    -The Blonde would bat his eyes and pout slightly, he wanted those slender fingers to caress the keys of the piano. Those fingers that were constantly tapping away at his notebook, he knew they held potential and there was just something so apealling to him at the though of Kyouya playing the piano. Tama knew that he did not know how to play what so ever, but he wanted to teach him…even if it meant having his hands ontop of the others, guiding them along the black and white keys. Urging Kyouya to sit down tama nudged him forward giving him that face that he always gave when there was something that he really wanted and was not about to give up on. Those puppy dog eyes, batted long eyelashes and stared at the brown optics standing next to him. His eyes begged Kyouya to sit down on the cool black bench that had enough room for both of them, seeing as it was a double bench that was used with pupils and teachers, when piano lessons were being taught.-

    -patting on the chair once more Tamaki tried to get his love to sit on the bench next to him- “Come on Mon Ami..” He pleaded pouting out his bottom lip-. “If you play piano with me…I promise…..to do anything that you want me to do for a whole day” -his eyes would tug at the strings of Kyouya’s heart-. “Please oh please.. Mi amour?”.

This is such sexy face mon ami -raises brow feeling face get warm as a blush settled on his face from cheek to cheek-. I want to see more -he’d learn closer pulling Kyouya’s notebook out of the way-.

This is such sexy face mon ami -raises brow feeling face get warm as a blush settled on his face from cheek to cheek-. I want to see more -he’d learn closer pulling Kyouya’s notebook out of the way-.

(via theshadowking)

tiihee:

hazuhazuheavn:

tiihee:

hazuhazuheavn:

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hazuhazuheavn:

Ne Tii cosplay Durarara with meh -tugs at slightly- I want to be…ah I can’t remember his name..but he’s blonde an tall and wears a suit..wasn’t it shizou? or something -horrible with names-

…..Wait I thought you wanted to Kida sense he is basically like Tamaki. xD I already plan on cosplaying Izaya sometime in the future when I have enough money for all this shit. 

I don’t know now….cause well I like them both xD..and plus Shizou and Izaya make such a nice couple :B….I really really nice yaoi pairing…I just am having a hard time decieding xD. Oh decisions decisions.

Yes. I like them both cept Shizou is taller than Izaya so cosplay him. I’m tired of being the taller character cuse I’m not really that tall

so this Tulio an Miguel thing will be hawkward, yeah? BUT GUESS WHAT

I”M TRAVELED SIZED ALL THE OTHER TULIOS GOT NOTHI’N ON ME

so yeah Shizou! I choose you!

-laughs- You should be like..”Come at me Bro” if they say anything xD and like Isaid I’ll just..chop off my legs. Ohs and I really want to be Shizou :B him and Izaya together are like my favorite couple from the series. I think we should do that for our next cosplay after tangled :B, speaking of which! Once I get the money from jonette and uncle aaron, then I’m going to order our wigs and creepers ;3 so you better figure out which wigs you want and what size shoe in japanese.

WELL I HAVE My Flynn wigg, Tulio’s (which I found a better deal on one.. cuse.. it’s all long n shtuff. what deh hell am I gunna do about his side burns. ILL JUST DRAW THEM ON WITH PERMANENT MARKER) and then a blonde one for Ron. Which we’re still doing correct? Ron and Kim. cus’ that’d be amazing bro. I’m glad I dyed my hair back black.. which it needs some touch ups. For some odd reason you can see the blonde I had on my bangs.. Psh. 

And stop spoiling me. Srsly.. you’re gunna make me fall into a puddle of goo. 

to late.

Well I like to spoil you xD…I like to make up for what your parents lack ;3. and Right now I only has enough money for 4 wigs :U so you’ll have to decide on 2 that you want for right now and then we can get the other later.

And Yesh I still really want to cosplay Kim Possible, ohh and I think grace wants to be..ohh what’s her name…black hair..drakkens side kick thing…Shik? or something?

OHH OHH! and at the holiday costume house they have side burns that you can buy and even facial hair stuff..and it’s really easy to use, you just use spirit gum and it sticks..but don’t lose the spirit gum remover..cause then it won’t come off » without being a biznitch.

(Source: raruka, via moriartii)

theshadowking:

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This is amazing artwork…..Kyouya! -yells into the other room- I have decided that I want this hanging in the host club room. -points to painting-..I would like to buy this…you will take care of the paperwork ne Kyouya? -gives puppy dogs eyes to and wags tail back and forth-

…-He’d stare up at the panting tilting against it’s frame. Raising a brow and shrugging a shoulder. Taking a firm grasp of his clipboard and flipping through the paper work of each individual painting that was setting along within the music room. The Host Club was interacting with the art club and all art related courses here in Ouran. They were trying to get new art up around the music room to make it seem more homey to their costumers. Of course, Kyouya took the opportunity earlier to paint something just for the occasion. Still the male was undecided what to paint..and un sure if he was really that talented to show off yet another hidden talent. 
He’d stare at the art work and nodded.- Yes, of course. Aiko Akeme from Class 2D.. for repeating a year, I have to say her talent is flawless. -He’d fix his frames on his nose- 

 Then it’s settled! -he’d say, point at the painting and talking directly to Kyouya- When do you suppose it will be ready to hang up? -rubs chin while still examining the painting- You know Kyouya…she really did capture your image quite perfectly in this painting. I mean that far off distant gaze, that notebook within you arms, that stance and even the way your hair falls on your forehead. -he would smile, still admiring the painting, while getting a little bit to excited- Yep I have decided…I definatly want this as soon as possible. -talking in a business tone he started speaking loudly-Who can I talk to, to sort out the details? -he yelled while looking around the room for the artist or any form of help from the art club-.

-He handed Tamaki the paper copy for a moment and points his pen over toward an individual sitting at the counter top. She was rather un professional looking but she was a very nice drawer and had good grades so the appearance in which she portrayed herself with made no sense with him. His other hand rested on his chin while he’d lift his brows. Talking quite casually with little tone of enthusiasm within his voice. Kyouya, after a second or so, propped his head over toward the girl than who was furiously erasing sketches-  That’s the artist -He’d turn his pen slightly beyond that toward the Art club teacher- He runs it. I would  talk to him more.. if you understand the reason -He’d drop his hand from his chin and went back to writing something within his notebook -

 -looking back at the painting he rubbed his chin looking at the painting and then back at the artist and then back at the painting again- Hmm not what I accpected -he said continuing to look at both-. Well anyways…here I go -walking in the direction of the man sitting at the table he put on his best business smile and prepared to graciously talk to the artist of this wonderful piece of artwork-…Excuse me, Monsieur? May I have a minute of your time? -the blonde asked smiling towards the man that seemed to just continue on with his sketches without seeming to look up-..-he tried to get his attention but nothing seemed to be working, the man seemed to have ear buds in that were blasting music of foreign nature-..-looking back at Kyouya, he began to get worried and glanced over at Kyouya with a worrisome and sad face that screammed for help-..-he didn;t want to be rude and disturb the poor man but he didn’t know how to get his attention, the blonde just stood there slightly confused as to what to do-.

theshadowking:

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This is amazing artwork…..Kyouya! -yells into the other room- I have decided that I want this hanging in the host club room. -points to painting-..I would like to buy this…you will take care of the paperwork ne Kyouya? -gives puppy dogs eyes to and wags tail back and forth-

…-He’d stare up at the panting tilting against it’s frame. Raising a brow and shrugging a shoulder. Taking a firm grasp of his clipboard and flipping through the paper work of each individual painting that was setting along within the music room. The Host Club was interacting with the art club and all art related courses here in Ouran. They were trying to get new art up around the music room to make it seem more homey to their costumers. Of course, Kyouya took the opportunity earlier to paint something just for the occasion. Still the male was undecided what to paint..and un sure if he was really that talented to show off yet another hidden talent. 

He’d stare at the art work and nodded.- Yes, of course. Aiko Akeme from Class 2D.. for repeating a year, I have to say her talent is flawless. -He’d fix his frames on his nose- 

 Then it’s settled! -he’d say, point at the painting and talking directly to Kyouya- When do you suppose it will be ready to hang up? -rubs chin while still examining the painting- You know Kyouya…she really did capture your image quite perfectly in this painting. I mean that far off distant gaze, that notebook within you arms, that stance and even the way your hair falls on your forehead. -he would smile, still admiring the painting, while getting a little bit to excited- Yep I have decided…I definatly want this as soon as possible. -talking in a business tone he started speaking loudly-Who can I talk to, to sort out the details? -he yelled while looking around the room for the artist or any form of help from the art club-.

-He handed Tamaki the paper copy for a moment and points his pen over toward an individual sitting at the counter top. She was rather un professional looking but she was a very nice drawer and had good grades so the appearance in which she portrayed herself with made no sense with him. His other hand rested on his chin while he’d lift his brows. Talking quite casually with little tone of enthusiasm within his voice. Kyouya, after a second or so, propped his head over toward the girl than who was furiously erasing sketches-  That’s the artist -He’d turn his pen slightly beyond that toward the Art club teacher- He runs it. I would  talk to him more.. if you understand the reason -He’d drop his hand from his chin and went back to writing something within his notebook -

 -looking back at the painting he rubbed his chin looking at the painting and then back at the artist and then back at the painting again- Hmm not what I accpected -he said continuing to look at both-. Well anyways…here I go -walking in the direction of the man sitting at the table he put on his best business smile and prepared to graciously talk to the artist of this wonderful piece of artwork-…Excuse me, Monsieur? May I have a minute of your time? -the blonde asked smiling towards the man that seemed to just continue on with his sketches without seeming to look up-..-he tried to get his attention but nothing seemed to be working, the man seemed to have ear buds in that were blasting music of foreign nature-..-looking back at Kyouya, he began to get worried and glanced over at Kyouya with a worrisome and sad face that screammed for help-..-he didn;t want to be rude and disturb the poor man but he didn’t know how to get his attention, the blonde just stood there slightly confused as to what to do-.

princess-leah:

forever reblog. I love you all<3

(Source: -truebeauty, via seaweedforbrains)

{Ooc: -sad face- I don’t feel so good…my tummy really hurts and I’m so tired but I can’t get back to sleep…ughkj…I’m lonely someone rp wiff meh please?}

theshadowking:

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I remember this day, mi amour~ Taking cold showers in the summer is the best and then to come out and have you dry my hair, tis a perfect evening my prince -he said as he placed his hands on the others hips-. Do you know how much I love it when you dry my hair? -he leaned in slightly teasingly, and pecked a small kiss on Kyouya’s soft slender lips, hoping he would want more-

-Fixes frames, he’d look away a moment and tried to fight back a blush casting upon his cheeks and closed his eyes- Yes, I do- you told me plenty of times. If you please.. I have to get back to my studies, or do you not remember that we have an economic test tomorrow? … -He’d look up from his desk toward the blonde, sitting in study hall, leaning back on the cool badge chair and setting his pencil down to his open notebook full of nothing but numbers. Just how many of these notebooks did he have? and how could he possibly understand everything that is written within upon this page? Well he did.. and it was amazing how a Junior in high school could comprehend such a thing-

-pouting his lips out slightly and looking at kyouya with that puppy dog look in his eyes- say Kyouya…if we study for a little while..do you think then we could play a little? -he’d say as he stretched out long arms over the table, putting his hands over Kyouya’s notebook so that all there was to pay attention to was him-. So what do you say Kyouya? -wiggling his butt in the air as he said this from his position bent over at the table- I mean I already feel prepared for my economics test and knowing you, you probably have your entire notebook memorized already -he’d say as he gave a slightly cocky smile-. Plus it’s our study hall…don’t you want to go outside in the nice and sunny weather? -he motioned at the big arched windows from where the sunlight was pouring in from-.

…. -Sigh- … Fine, but if I miss one question on the test I will never be able to forgive you. -Kyouya began to tap the end of his finger tip against the King’s forehead and attempt to make him laugh he’d let his finger tip stroll along the frame until reaching the French’s hair then did he scratch under his chin and smiled- That’s a good boy, for feeling prepared … . -He’d listen to the other, retrieving back his hand and lifting his tired brow showing off his un amused Shadow King expression- I do believe it is to hot to go outside in the court yard today… but we can take a break I guess. -With hesitation, he’d set his pen down and leaned back from his papers and steadied his around the room toward the very few people who contained within it. Some where sleeping, others were leaning against the frame of the large windows to peer outside while chatting among themselves. Were he and Tamaki really the only ones studying? He felt his shoulders drop as he let a sigh escaped his lips in a frustrated manner- 

 -following behind Kyouya like how a puppy follows his owner he glanced around trying to find a place to escape to with his shadow king-..-he was deep in though still and the place where Kyouya touched on his chin was still hot-…OH I KNOW! -he said while walking ahead slightly- lets go to the piano room! -purple optics looked back at his prince while grabbing ahold of his hand and pulling him along-. -The instan he grabbed his hand he cold feel Kyouya’s warm finger tips against his hand as he squeezed them tightly leading the way-. Ne mon ami, I think this is the perfect idea..I mean the piano room is nice and cool and spacious, but still has those amazing windows that let in the sun rays.

-feet tapping onto the tile floor as they walked along, until he found what he was looking for..those double doors that were like a gateway to another world, a world that was just his-..-grasping his hand firmly around the golden nobs, he swung open those pure white doors, letting the cool air rush against his skin making him shiver slightly- shall we go in my lord? -he said bowing slightly and holding the door wide open while locking gazes with the slender frame standing next to him-…-not waiting for the other to respond the blonde once again grabbed onto that slender wrist and pulled him inside-

Sit here. -he motioned towards the black piano bench that was sitting next to the piano and the golden arched windows-..-he cooed soothingly while waiting patiently for Kyouya to sit down, where he himself had sat so many times, and had played countless songs-

lord-tulio:

[Ooc: Oh.. my. The conversations with people I have on my phone are quite… interesting if I may say so myself.  I thought I share this ..for laughs or weird ‘looks’- whatever. 

Me: That’s right! do not questions us! or we shall have to unleash our awesome and terrible power..and you.dont.want.dat

Hazu: Ooooh, but I do -raises eyebrows-

Me: ………..That’s not sexual at all, …. You’re not a god… you LIED to me? .. and what are you, a sheep?

Hazu: No I’m a llama.. a bad llama.. boohoo

Me: Oh it’s a scary tree. -highpitchvoice- Imma afraid. 

Hazu: You killed me..

Me: It’s warming up? ..the sun is warming up?

Hazu: Minion if I live though this… I awear Iwillkillyou

Me: We’re gonna die! :D

Hazu: Yaaaay!, …wait what?

Me: .. Everybody look left, Everybody look right, Every where you look I’m -stand’n in spot ligt!

Hazu: ..The stars are not in position, can’t do it.. not today. 

Me: ..like’s there’s no manana? 

Hazu: NO, …like there’s no bananas.. xD

Me: Oh..well, I wanna be like youu ou-ou..

Hazu: You can not be like me, man cub! -puffs out chest-

Me: An ape like mmee-ee-ee can learn to be hu-uu-man too-oo-oo

Hazu: I can show  you the world.. take you wonder..by wonder..

Me: Over sideways and under…that’s not sexual at all! a whole neeww woorrld! A new fantastic point of view! - you know.. 

Hazu: Oh , Jedus.. Aladdin you dirteh

Me: it’s..Abwawa

Hazu: Albabababa

Me: Albooboo

Hazu: Alboob boo

Me: Al boob be.. nipple

Hazu: Al..whut

Me: Miguurrl

Hazu: -points to self- you talk’n to me?

Me: …Oh no you didn’t.

Hazu: You be turn’n into Chel!  GET DEM HIPS OUTTA HERE!

Me: :C.but.. it’s just business.  

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And end scene.. -palmface- ]

 {Ooc: I love us xD -burst out laughing- jeebus we are such gooobers…ever body is going to think I’m loco now…what have youuuu dooonnneeee -shakes by shoulders- nawh just kiddins  I love you for posting this ;3….although i swear to god…i still can’t believe how dirty aladdin is…I’ll never…be able….to look at that movie…the same way.

nightline:

Exactly.
An art installation of a melting fan sits on display in a subway station, June 9, 2011, in Atlanta. Sweltering temperatures across half the country had people doing what they could to stay cool. (David Goldman/AP Photo)
Today in Pictures.

 Hmm very interesting -the king would say while circling the piece and rubbing his chin-. I always use a fan to get to sleep no matter what, it would be very interesting indeed to have this in my room -he would laugh slightly-, but alas I do quite admire this form of art and the time it must have took, if only these hands were as talented as the creator of this. I am only an admirer of art, all these hands can do is play the piano, and entertain people&#8230;I wonder if entertaining is considered an art form in its own way -he would think getting lost in his thoughts-

nightline:

Exactly.

An art installation of a melting fan sits on display in a subway station, June 9, 2011, in Atlanta. Sweltering temperatures across half the country had people doing what they could to stay cool.

(David Goldman/AP Photo)

Today in Pictures.

 Hmm very interesting -the king would say while circling the piece and rubbing his chin-. I always use a fan to get to sleep no matter what, it would be very interesting indeed to have this in my room -he would laugh slightly-, but alas I do quite admire this form of art and the time it must have took, if only these hands were as talented as the creator of this. I am only an admirer of art, all these hands can do is play the piano, and entertain people…I wonder if entertaining is considered an art form in its own way -he would think getting lost in his thoughts-

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