placidity

affiliated with Citta Alveare rank: citizen lives: alpha ability: able to summon stand twice per day and make three zippers that can only create extra-dimensional spaces no larger than a basketball

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sorry for the lack of activity---finals and focusing more on ana has kept me busy. all replies will be done by this weekend for sure

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Shion from No.6~ ✎

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hey ny’all feel free to keep sending the sketch meme or anything i reblogged i can’t remember i’ll get to them after i let myself die in OW for a bit

Anon or not I'd like to hear your thoughts on how I play my character! Critiques as well as good points welcome!

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sanguinaryprince:

          Dio had no reason to pull back when Buccellati lashed out, but he grinned at his reaction, standing up straight again, back to full height. His amusement will allow this incident to pass and he pushed his hair behind his ear. He never noticed how cold he was but perhaps that was just a side effect of being a vampire. How very interesting… Dio gave a low chuckle.

          “Almost. But not in the way you’d expect. Let’s just say… I’m standing at the threshold between life and death.” He met the other’s eyes without blinking, again his grin settled into a smirk, one that held a kind of insatiable intent behind it. Bruno’s astute observation brought back his musings whether or not he was alive, he still had a heart beat, he could still breathe. However, he survived for over a century beneath the ocean without much of anything. Something he had to think on when he wasn’t dealing with fools in the street.

          “I’ve lived for many, many years. I’ve long since rejected my humanity, and I’ve become something more. I’ll let your imagination figure it out, if it isn’t… Severely limited.” Dio took a step closer, invading the other’s space. “Which still begs the question, why am I really out here?” Again bending slightly to meet eye level, though he still remained taller even if it was by an inch or two.

          “Your imagination, if it isn’t limited, could answer that question as well.”

The other wasn’t granting him any space to breathe, let alone feel safe. He figured he wouldn’t---from what he’d observed already, he was a terribly rude individual. There wasn’t anything likable about him from his personal experience with him in the past few moments.

Though at the least he was on the right track of figuring out who---or what---the other actually was.

“So we’re similar then,” he stated, keeping his voice as calm as he could. “What with being on the threshold of death.”

“Of course unlike you, my circumstances were incidental, and I would never throw away my own humanity. For any reason.”

He had a fairly decent idea of what the other was when he took a moment to think about it and piece things together. The largest clue was really the fact he said it was a preference to stay out in the night. More like a necessity, if he were right.

And if he were, the other would be very much out of luck.

“Or I could simply draw this out until the truth was to reveal itself due to the sunlight,” he hummed, crossing his arms over his chest. “But if my hunch is right you’ll be trying to take my blood---unfortunate for you I’m a little lacking in a circulation at the moment.”

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sanguinaryprince:

         Prying into what he decided to do? How very brave of him… Or foolish. Dio couldn’t decide which. He smirked, head tilted slightly where strands of hair fell in his face. He looked down his nose at the young man. The Stand beside him faded and he had to wonder if that was suppressed. It obviously was, those running the city stripped Dio of his own. Strangely enough, he could still use the effects to teleport. It’ll have to suffice, he had no choice in the matter.

          “You’ll just have to find out on your own now won’t you?” Dio practically purred, touching a sharp nail to the edge of his lips as his smile grew. “Good luck. I haven’t found anyone who actually knows exactly who I am and what I’ve been up to over the years… Well… That’s a lie, only one person, but when it comes down to what I’ve been up to, he’s also in the dark.” Now he turned his eyes to his nails as if they were more important. Chances were he would have shoved this one against a wall just to drain every drop of blood from him, but he proved to be interesting. Sticky Fingers? How bizarre. Back in his day they named their stands after Tarot Cards and the Egyptian Gods. A mirror to their raw power.

          “The World.” Dio half expected time to just completely stop when he said it’s name, glancing around experimentally but things were going as it would have. He wasn’t surprised, The World was gone, at least temporarily and here he was. Didn’t mean he couldn’t have some amusement he would have had when it came down to stopping time completely. The vampire’s smile settled as he focused on Bruno, red eyes glinting like a cat’s once again. Dio disappeared a second later just to reappear right behind the Stand User, his head lowered just to speak in his ear.

          “But you won’t get to see it. How unfortunate.”

“I suppose I will...”

Irritating. If there was no one else that knew, that meant all his research had to be done on his own, no help. No interrogating or prying information out of others that were clearly more susceptible to such techniques than the other. He’d have to just ignore it for now---focus on keeping an eye on the other.

Tilting his head when he heard the name of the other’s stand, he raised a brow. What a strange name for a stand---not that he was one to talk, he supposed. But while he was focused on the oddity of the other’s stand name, he disappeared.

Eyes widening, his eyes looked around feverishly, trying to find where the other was. When he heard the voice enter his ear, he spun, reacting instinctively as his hand went to the other’s neck and gripped tight. Cold. The other’s skin was just as cold as his own, and it was enough of a surprise that he immediately retracted his hand, just as quickly as it had been placed, and took a step back.

“...You’re not alive, are you,” he stated, eyes boring holes into the other’s skull. “It’s not cold enough out for you to be that cold otherwise.”

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sanguinaryprince:

          “Sorry, but I’m not the one making the first move here. If anyone should be taken out to dinner, it’s me.”

“Well fine, dinner then. I have five dollars I stole from a man, what do you say we can buy with that, hm?”

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sanguinaryprince:

          “Then your tongue is going to look lovely dangling from my neck.”

“Sorry but if my tongue is going anywhere near your neck you’ll have to take me to dinner first.”

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sanguinaryprince:

          Post mortem… Ah, this city and how it ripped others from their time was now getting a little more interesting. Was he dead? Dio himself knew he was on the threshold of death yet, not quite. Speculation of what an actual vampire was, while he created vast amounts of ghouls to follow in his wake. These were musings to analyze later though, nothing of interest right this moment while he talked to someone who possessed a Stand. The scar along his neck gave a ghost itch. How delightful.

          “But of course, having to search for others like you while I traveled. Stand users tend to attract one another, but I’m sure you knew that.” It was a curious thing, if he continued to search the world for other users, then why didn’t he encounter this kid on his travels? He always had someone seeking out other users.

          Of course the answer was an obvious one, brought down from earlier musings. Same world, different times. If he said he was already dead, well…

          His questions on his business stopped right there. When it came down to it, Dio preferred to keep everything about him a mystery. Right now, the vampire was curious what the Stand could do.

          “So what have you named it?”

“Mm...”

Having to search? That was certainly a strange job. He didn’t seem to plan on elaborating on that either---frustrating. He was going to have to pry on that. He wanted to know just what exactly the other was searching for, and why. Even the gang didn’t really seek out exclusively stand users. But that was also likely that thanks to Polpo, they had them anyway.

“They do tend to attract one another, unfortunate for me on my work. But you haven’t fully explained yours yet---what exactly did you search for other stand users for? Care to share?”

It was a long shot that he was going to get an answer, but it was worth the risk. He’d exchange information of his own if he had too---but only if it was guaranteed he’d hear the truth back. Something he doubted he’d get from the other.

And frankly he wasn’t sure he’d get close enough to lick him to make sure.

“It’s name?” he repeated back to him, watching as if on cue the stand faded out. Ten minutes must have passed. “It’s name is Sticky Fingers. What’s the name of yours.”

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what is ONE THING you like about the way i play my character?

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Greek Godly Parent Quiz

Your godly parent is Poseidon, Stormbringer, Earthshaker and Lord of the Oceans.

Children of Poseidon display similar qualities to those of Zeus, including pride and stubbornness but are more in control of their emotions, making them reasonable in nature. You place high value on those you care about and will go to extremes to help them out. Your greatest strength and weakness is your devotion to those closest to you. Children of Poseidon are generally calm and easy to get along with, which lulls people into a sense of comfort with them. However, being influenced by the never-still ocean, unpredictability should be your middle name, and when provoked, you can unleash rage that you might not even be able to control. Children of Poseidon, unlike those of Zeus, are driven not by law and duty, but by emotional attachments instead, not pausing to judge the consequences of their actions until it's too late. Some demigods might be influenced by the thrilling nature of the power they possess and can lose their heads in it, usually requiring a calming external force to snap them out of it. Without a control factor, children of Poseidon may begin to crave destruction rather than stay balanced.

Qualities

Pride, loyalty, devotion, reason, leadership, humor, unpredictability, rage

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this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’

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What about Abbacchio

Send “What about” and a person and my muse will say their honest feelings/thoughts about them.

“Leone, hmm,” he hummed, thinking on it for a moment. “He was a valuable member of our team---no matter what he seemed to think. I admit to being rather concerned about his mental state, he would never open up or talk about things that happened in the past. And even though we’re the same age he would never see himself as an equal to me, which was...a little sad, admittedly. I did try my best regardless to make him feel welcome and well... Like he had a friend, and someone to talk to. To try and get him to see me as any one other than just his capo.

“His birthday was the other day. I wish he had been here so we could celebrate it---though I’m sure he would have insisted against that as usual. There’s a lot of things I would like talk to him about if he ever shows up...”

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No matter what they may be, my muse will spill all.

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