#vitaedator

[hamxn]

Okay, so.. I’ve got some stuff I wanna say. All of it is good. It’s already a day into New Years and I feel honestly and truly loved. That’s a big rarity for me, and I thank all of my closest friends. I have some stuff to say about y’all.

@dioisms; I know we’ve only just met not long ago, but you’re a sweetheart and a half. You’ve been for me through some rough stuff lately, and I can’t thank you enough. Besides, you’re beautiful and affectionate, and very wise and smart. Stay strong, Spud.

@vitaedator; You’re possibly the closest friend I have. You’ve always been there, even though you saw my true colors. Despite everything I’ve done, you’ve managed to beat sense into my head and help me through. You’ve been kind, and I truly admire and respect you. I’ll do my best to stay by your side and treat you with all due respect.

@hxtode; Honestly? You’re a fucking sweetheart. You’re like a sister to me, and despite our differences? At the end of the day, I can always joke and laugh with you. Please, stay strong. You can do this.

@mochizukiandtokyo; You’re really sweet. I care about you deeply and I’m curious to see what we have in store for eachother. I can’t wait to meet up with you! You’re kind, loving, and sweet- all around a complete cinammon bun. Stay you, love.

@ingenixre; Bleu.. Bleu.. -sighs- You’re great. You’re a mother figure to me and I honestly adore your company. You’re always there when I need a friend, and you’re an amazing OC. Our threds are honestly great, and I love them. Please, keep it up!

@noriiakis || @bxbyfaced; Crimson, you’re so sweet. Albeit shy and timid when we first met, we’ve become pretty close. I love it when we play Animal Crossing together, and plot stupid stuff for roleplay. You’re a sweetheart and yeah- your room is total aesthetic material. Stay strong, sweetie.

@thebestshxt; Pat, you’re so nice. I know we don’t talk often, but we have so many great threads! You’re a good friend and I honestly hope we talk more this year. That way, we can become good friends!

Thank you everyone for helping me get through 2015. I look forward to the memories and friends I’ll mae in this new year! Stay strong, lovelies!

[hamxn]

@vitaedator here. take this.

[mothman-trials-blog]

This is a test question.

and this is an answer.

[iaculator-blog]

| | | Continued from HERE.

     Mista was by no means an ALCOHOLIC, in fact, he drunk surprisingly less than some people he knew, not caring for the taste too much, but definitely enjoying the effects.  Though when it came to parties, he happily indulged.  It’s Halloween, and there’s no good reason he shouldn’t enjoy himself.

     Arms wrapped loosely around the younger males frame, drink still in hand.  While others may get moody or even violent when they’re drunk, Mista happened to be the EMOTIONAL type, and depending on his mood this could either turn out good or bad.  Luckily today, it seemed to be good.

     A smile was spread across his face, even giggling a bit as the other responded.  Now how was he supposed to turn down an offer like that?  He couldn’t ( not that he’d even want to ), which lead him to close the little space left between them, his lips eagerly connecting with his Don’s.

[sostitutivo-blog]

@vitaedator. ;;

                    ℸhe street was buzzing with people from all walks of life -- men, women and children alike busying themselves with nailing the best offers at the ongoing Sunday bazaar. Doppio had somehow found himself caught up in it as well -- his boss calling him earlier to instruct him to buy groceries. Fifteen minutes later, he was at the end of a queue, about to pay when he found that he was a few coins short. Ah, this was bad -- he was holding up the line, and he still hadn’t found his coins yet. Which pocket did he put them into? Rummaging into his bag to no avail, Doppio realized he had to ask for loose change -- the people behind him were getting impatient, and if he didn’t get back soon, his boss would be mad at him for staying out for so long. 

                    ℸurning to the nearest person next to him, a blond boy about his age, give or take a year or so, he asked, “Um, do you have spare change? I just need a few coins...”

[taaburnee-blog]

@vitaedator

The pain was no longer there. He’d left his body long ago. However, despite this, he’d lived on. Not in the.. Form of which Dio was blessed. This was no form. He felt as if he were floating. Having heard from some of the living (Eavesdropping, of course) that Dio had a son. Eventually he’d wandered until he found a mansion, and his target was inside. He could feel it. Anger rushed through him like a sudden burst, filling him to the brim. He couldn’t contain it. 

I h a v e to f i n d him. I’ll k i l l him if I h a v e to.

He wasn’t going to be ignored, not any longer. It’d been over 200 years, and enough waiting had passed. Now was his chance. He found the man asleep, in a bedroom in the upstairs of the manor. Giorno Giovanna was his name. He focused some of his energy to tear a painting from the wall, throwing it across the room for it to shatter against the opposite. If that didn’t disturb his slumber, he had other plans. 

I ’ m n o t g o i n g t o w a i t f o r l o n g .

[taaburnee-blog]

He’d been walking forever. None of the scenery around him was familiar. All of it was so.. Weird. Cars much more developed than the ones they had when he was aware of it were running, and the people were all dressed differently. He was.. rather lost. Eventually he stumbled into a coffee shop, and the second his eyes laid on blonde hair, he thought.. Dio.

“Oi! Dio!”

His voice was harsh and he walked up behind the man, swinging him around by his shoulder. However, when he saw his face and different hair, he blinked. This wasn’t Dio.

“A-ah, sorry. I’m.. looking for someone.”

@vitaedator​

[platinumanima-blog]

🎶

((Random song. You know the drill, bestie. You did this on purpose. YOU KNOW MY MUSIC! [Sobs] Okay.... “Honey I’m Good” by Andy Grammer.))

He was looking into what was his third glass by this point. The whole night, he hadn’t really bothered to look at his surroundings nor the people around him. But when he sat back to light up a smoke, he caught sight of a red headed female eyeing him. She was lovely looking, he couldn’t deny that. Which is why he got a touch frustrated when she decided to wander over his way. He tried to explain that he had someone at home waiting for him, but her advances became more blatant and frankly intrusive. In his past, he may have been okay with causing a scene, but he’d long since grown out of that phase. “Speak of the devil, my partner just walked in. But I imagine the gentleman three seats down could help you with,,.your need for a partner tonight.” At that he put out his smoke, dropped some money on the bar, got up and crossed the room to meet up with a blonde gentleman that had just stepped in. He didn’t know the guy from Adam, but to avoid a ruckus he didn’t see the harm in at least saying hello. “Okay, I’m not sure why you’re here tonight, but you just had a temporary change of plans. What we’re going to do is walk out that door. I’ll explain in a minute, just...work with me.” At that he took the strangers hand and moved to leave the establishment.