#italitude

[geroyvoin]

@italitude  liked for a starter

With a single flick, the cigarette he had been nursing for...perhaps too long, was now at his toes. A second later, it was ash beneath his boot. That however, did not stop him from pulling a new one from a small, metal case, he kept in his breast pocket at the moment, fishing out the lighter moments later with the stick poking from between his lips. Setting his jaw, he seemed to right himself after it was lit, exhaling slowly. It was only then he gave the alright for himself to speak, much less for there to even be general conversation. What a drama queen.

“I have not seen you in...“ he thought for a moment, but Ivan didn’t much care for the numbers. “A while, how have you been, Viola?“

[coltii-romanesti]

@italitude

Vlad stares blankly at the goat in front of him, tapping on his phone without looking and placing it up by his ear. "Vi, my beloved cousin, remind me again why I'm hosting a goat?" Apparently it had been long enough he had forgotten he offered himself. Why he caved in to do so is beyond him, but here he is, with a goat that screams every 10 minutes on the dot.

[flosiovis]

@italitude​

When is a nude just a nude? Antonio is, ah, more or less-

looking respectfully. Making an effort to not touch the portrait in any sort of way, aside from grasping it at the edges with care to set down on a clean, clothed table. God forbid he graze the paint, disrupting it with the oils of his fingertips, a curve of the waist lost to his touch, precious thigh discolored beneath his thumb. Never-mind that he wouldn’t be as gentle with the real deal if given the chance, at least not in the heat of the moment, calm your pulse, Antonio, think of water,

Antonio looks awful serious for a moment there, breaking up the severity of his expression with a soft smile when he looks over at her. He can’t help that his thinking face can be a little too much for those who usually see him dozing off in his mind.

“Remember when you told me that I should sell the letter?” It was a long time ago, but his little love letter about ‘Miss V’ could come in handy now. Call him sentimental, he calls himself a businessman, a planner...

“I couldn’t put it up. It didn’t feel right. But if we were to pair them together, it won’t just sell; it could go viral. I’ll pitch it as one of those ‘love stories that defy time’,” Antonio makes a grand, open gesture, filling the space between with light laughter. “It” she “I don’t know what to say, it’s beautiful. Where did you keep this?”

[gebrochener-adler]

🔥 + italitude

Well this one actually gives him pause because she has not been particularly aggravating. “There is such a thing as being too straightforward or blunt.” He eventually says somewhat cryptically.

[ask-macedon]

What is your favorite story about yourself to tell people?

“Also the time i got kicked by a horse in the face but that’s another story”

[napuleh]

toss a coin to your bitcher

@italitude​:

“Excu-USE me?” Viola pouted, tightening her grip on the spoon between them. “I’m the horse’s ass? No no no, I don’t think you understand, Vinny. In my kitchen, I get the spoon! You’re the one being an ass!”

“It may be your kitchen but I’m the one cooking tonight!” Or at least he had woken up with the intention to do so, after too many days of feeling like a mooch. “Let me do something nice for you.”

Although his intentions may have been good, Vinny-Vincenzo pulled back as if he wouldn’t regret dislocating her shoulder over dominance of the spoon - and subsequently the kitchen - and then maybe her life? 🤔 Food for thought.

“Let me - stir - the pot!”

[amantebravo]

Aesthetic for @italitude 8D

[damnprussia]

💫☄️🍳

Ask the muse a question

☄️ - what is their biggest regret?

“I have too many to count. I don’t even know where to start. I can list my non-regrets more than my regrets. I regret so much.”

🍳  - do they know how to cook?

“Of course! I cook extraordinarily well. Come over any time, I will cook you a feast.”