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xhinsou‌

❝Not like I have anywhere else to go or anything else to do.❞ Hitoshi admits easily with an air of nonchalance. In the long time he’s been here, he has yet to find one person that he could deem a threat. The sense of paranoia he once had after being brought to this bizarre world has dissipated over time and now he just sorta wanders around, looking for things to do that could at least help him find his way back home.

❝If it’s so dangerous to be out this late, then why are you here?❞ He returns, deciding to invite himself by sitting next to the stranger. Not exactly the kind of thing he usually does but he’s bored out of his mind so fuck it.

Silence for the most part, Risotto watched the kid though not at all cautiously. He could figure things out just by observing--some things gave him more answers than simply asking. Chances of this kid being a native to these islands were probably slim at best. That’s an assumption.

“People tend to leave those who are almost 7 feet tall alone. Tend to at least. Those foolish enough to think about bothering someone out of their weight range are either confident in their abilities or just desperate.” Risotto gave the kid a side long stare, hands clasped together as he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees.

“It also just so happens that I do not mind hurting those taking a swing at me.” It... Wasn’t a threat.

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wildberryoras‌

     IT must be his magnetic personality that brought him around. Ugh, that wasn’t even funny in his head. There he is, the lipstick thief. He should have figured he’d be making Belladonna his stomping ground. Star Platinum had been watching a fight that had exploded outside Adonis, but now he’s tracking Risotto’s every twitch.

Because if he has his powers, then everyone else does too.

@inexcitabilis​

*:・ﾟ☆

And don’t worry, Star Platinum, Risotto’s got you in his sights as well. He’d make some half attempt at a magnet joke (thanks Metallica) if he was a funny man. Risotto isn’t. Not around people he wasn’t entirely friendly with and even then did they consider it a joke? Not with how dead panned his voice sounded. Hard to emote both ways it seems.

He set the little glass of brandy down in front of him, intended to drink however it wasn’t going to happen if he’s watching this brilliant Stand. A clear mind is needed and alcohol did nothing to help control his own Stand. He laced his fingers together and peers over them at Star Platinum.

Would they fight tonight? Guess he’ll have to find out. He made it very well known he’s been watched.

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He’s going to need to get warm clothes for this extended night.

[aienkienrp]

It seems ordinary. Coruscation of glitter, ornamentation and trimming’s swaying with winter’s breeze, and holiday-theme’d booths as far as eye can see. It feels familiar. Like you’ve had experience among festival life. That can’t be true, though. The island’s are new and foreign where memories are concerned. Whatever the case, it looks entertaining. For a while, you wonder if, maybe, a life could be started here—  however fleeting, you feel comfort. Like a home’s been returned to. Maybe it’s just the holiday season.

November’s latter days finish quietly. Citizen’s snuggling beneath comfortor’s lock, passing excitement, imagining what December may bring. The following morning, despite alarms + cellular devices alerting you to dawn’s beginning, you can’t help but notice how dark it is; if decoration goes uncounted. Others, too, have pointed out sun’s absence. Not only that, the heaven’s are alight with stars, as though you’re seeing Achilia’s true nighttime sky. You are. (Photo reference for oceanic view of sky, sans the sun.) Achilia has four moon’s? That’s a daunting, if not gorgeous, sight. Suddenly, mayor’s voice echoes across the districts.

“ Am I reaching you?  Ooh, I hope everything’s working-  so everyone needn’t hear me in their head, I created a  .  .  .  l-loud speaker?  Is that what they are?  My, Earth has some unique communication methods.  A-Anyway, “  she coughs, not wanting to marvel at conveniences of the modern age too long.

“ I’ll speak forthright : we have turned off Earth’s settings. Until January 1st, with the exception of the electricity in your homes and the decorations around you, our island’s are going dark.  It is alright, though.  We thought it an interesting way of greeting the dawn of a new year, as such, until then, the sun will not rise. “

                  As always, miss mayor, what even are you talking about so casually?!

Keep reading

[volavolavolavola]

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@hunting-apricity​

It isn’t surprising to see a familiar face wandering these streets. A little late in the winter evening, where days are short and nights are long. It suits Risotto fine, he does better work in the dark than pure daylight, but Kite being here too? Made him wonder. It’s whether or not the other has seen him when he walks up behind him, wearing something suited for this climate than his usually revealing apparel, the hood of a too expensive jacket pulled over his head and his hands shoved deep into his pockets.

Even for someone as big as he is, Risotto is remarkably silent. It’s not intentional, years of the silent hitman business gave him a lighter step naturally. He just expected Kite to know he’s there, he seemed to before.

“Kite,” he greets, voice deep, not intent behind it, unlike his unreadable mask he called his face. “You’re here too.” Not a question, just a statement--an observation.

“But why so late? Your partner not here?” 

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ill get to the rest of those memes later. the flesh and soul are weak.

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before - bed routine & hobbies

Headcanons // open

Before bed for Risotto is… Pretty underwhelming. He usually settles out for dinner, a shower, staring at himself in the mirror for a few minutes before winding down either watching some tv show, listening to music (read: metal, rock, etc.) or reading a book for an hour. Its then that he goes to bed. Usually on bad nights, its shower and straight to bed. Those are seldom.

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hobbies

Headcanons // open

Domestic hobbies include taking care of plants, succulents specifically because they don’t need constant attention like more delicate plants do. He could leave for weeks at a time, come back and they’re usually fine. He also likes looking into unusual succulents, stuff you don’t find in nurseries so easily.

Other hobbies include mystery novels. He can get through a 300 page book in about a day if he’s dedicated enough.

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“ several bad choices have lead me to this moment ”

Starters // open

“Yeah? And how did that work out for you?”

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"I did meet some of the most insufferable people but they also met me!”

Starters // open

“I’m sure it made their day better–one way or another.” He has no doubt Pathfinder could kill a man with his bare… Uh, metal hands? Or at least cheer someone up with the bright emotes on his chest.

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sentences from the youtube series  ,  buzzfeed unsolved .  primarily taken from season 5′s supernatural investigations .

“ it doesn’t matter because you’re dead ”

“ it’s not impressive  ,  no one’s impressed ”

“ the spot of your death is now a lovely gift shop ”

“ as god as my witness  ,  he snapped him in half ”

“ i seriously want you to throw something right at my face ”

“ you can live in the cave ”

“ i’m a big fan of your name ”

“ the fact that you steal  ,  that’s really funny to me ”

“ that’s the greatest thing to steal  :  a man’s joy ”

“ because i’m a masochist ”

“ i’m going to regret this ”

“ i’ve lost the ability to feel ”

“ they’re gonna fucking murder you ”

“ the way you shushed me was quite rude ”

“ cowards  ,  all of you ”

“ i’m strange and off putting ”

“ i should not feel confident in the face of any man ”

“ here you are  ,  smiling in the face of the devil ”

“ i hate bats ”

“ bats sometimes carry rabies and that’s a thing i’m afraid of ”

“ not today devil birds  ,  not today ”

“ i think i’m blacking out right now ”

“ i don’t think i’m going to remember this moment ”

“ i think i’m gonna cry ”

“ i keep forgetting there’s ghosts in here ”

“ if you know me and my debilitating fear of bears  ,  this is my worst nightmare ”

“ i’m standing on an altar alone ”

“ maybe you’ll wake up in the middle of the night and eat your cat ”

“ i’m so glad that’s over let’s go eat taco bell ”

“ were you making horse noises ? ”

“ in case any of you needed a reminder this place is a twisting nightmare ”

“ there’s a good chance i’m gonna fart in here ”

“ well this is horrifying ”

“ let’s do each other a favor and not show ourselves to each other ”

“ if you could do me a big solid and not do anything that would be sublime ”

“ this is just as horrifying as i thought it would be ”

“ you talk to hide from the silence ”

“ do i look like the kind of man who could give advice ? ”

“ several bad choices have lead me to this moment ”

“ let’s play look at the ceiling tiles !  1 , 2 , 3 , 4 … ”

“ i just wanna know if you think they have belly buttons ”

“ i did meet some of the most insufferable people but they also met me ”

“ if it sounds like a duck and walks like a duck ”

[vhsmeme]

* character headcanons

clothing style.

before - bed routine. 

eating habits.

concept of home and family. 

hobbies. 

fighting style.

what calms your muse down after a bad day?

talk about one person your muse loves.

ways your muse says i love you.

describe your muse’s laugh. 

what items can be found in your muse’s pockets? 

talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s).

describe your muse’s walk. 

talk about your muse’s accent.

describe your muse’s smile. 

how often does your muse get sick?

does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?

does your muse snore? sleeptalk? sleepwalk?

the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.

is your muse a fitful or a quiet sleeper?

your muse’s thoughts on cops and other authority figures.

skills and special talents. 

disabilities or illnesses. 

habits and mannerisms.

introvert or extrovert.

religious or non - religious.

verbal or non - verbal communication.

something your muse could never forgive.

something that makes your muse smile.

something that scares your muse.

something that gives your muse hope.

how your muse responds to being helped / taken care of.

how your muse responds to unconditional love.

how your muse responds to danger.

how your muse responds to stress.  

how your muse responds to anger.

did your muse grow up too fast?

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candiesland‌

Certainly not a friendly person—that’s his first impression of this taller, more muscular man. End begins to work up all sorts of ideas in his head about this person… maybe this guy is a hitman. Or maybe he’s a bodyguard? With a physique like that, he’s definitely got to be involved in something violent! Of course he does, there’s just no doubt about it!

“Huh?” End tilts his head and grins widely. “What as in ‘what am I doing here’, or what as in ‘what, are you thinking about with that look in your eyes’?”

The male who is much older than he appears skips around the stern looking individual… making circles around him. “You’re a hitman! No, wait… you’re a bodyguard? No, no, wait… you’re…” Finally stopping in front of him once again, he backs up minimally with this so very fearful look on his face. “You’re totally here to kill me, aren’t you?!~”

“It may come to your surprise that I don’t like being gawked at,” Risotto replied, voice low, almost akin to a growl even! Who knows, with how deep his voice is naturally, it could certainly pass as one. Of course his expression didn’t change, nor suit just how tired he felt, but between emotions and expression, they weren’t particularly friends.

And as the... (kid?) Skipped around him, his annoyance only increased as well as the lack of energy just to deal with this. A kind of fed up with the situation kind of feeling--this would not be the first time he had to deal with it. Sure does beat some god awful ‘ninja’ wannabe stalking him in the streets for whatever reason.

“I’m not being paid for it, so no. I’m not here to kill you.” An astute assumption however. “Depends on what I’m being paid for but for the most part, I am a hitman.”

No secrets here.

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extinctmaiden‌

       Eyes fluttering with a head tilt from the side; confused expressions as soft pink lips parts. ❝ I’m sorry! What did you say?❞ Frey asked with hands folded together behind her back, she had only awakened in this world moments ago and already she was being bombarded with questions on her own mind. That she had paid little attention to the person that was appearing to get her attention ( how embarrassing… )

@inexcitabilis​ . STARTER CALL . ACCEPTING.

“Do you know where the Statice Library is?” Risotto asked again, after a moment of patiently waiting for her to come back to reality. Dissociation wasn’t uncommon, he dealt with it in many people before hence why he’s gotten that long lasting patience. Not that he had a reason to be in a hurry--he really wasn’t.

“You alright?”

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R.I.P other Jotaro.