#caelifluus

[prismmasked-a-blog]

❃!

Acts of Affection

❃  Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)

  Having his ponytail tugged on wasn't exactly an unusual occurrence in his day to day life. Someone had apparently decided it was an appropriate way to get Blackmore's attention and others had followed suit. Too busy scanning today's paper for the weather forecast — clear skies, of course, just his luck — his initial reaction was to wave a slightly annoyed hand at the intrusion, with a distracted, “So-rry… just a moment, please…”

  Only at the second insistent tug did he look over his shoulder, only to be faced with a complete stranger, taller than him and certainly a lot more muscular. “Ah, yes? Can I… help you?” he ventured cautiously. The assassin wasn't completely helpless even without his stand, if he was he would've been long dead, but he found it was best to be polite to people that looked like they could clean your clock with a single punch.

[supercililxus-blog]

“You are unfixable.”

“Lana Del Rey: Ultraviolence” sentence meme         

               “Unfixable?”

Eyes narrowed down into slits as they roam across the blond’s frame. The stranger had a certain....air around them. In any other circumstance perhaps he could have coaxed the other into a drawing or two. Yet in this moment the only thing he wanted from the man was his head on a pike. How dare he act like he knew him. Knew his story.

               “That would imply that I was broken in the first place.” Hands crossing over his chest a sneer pulls at green painted lips. A flare of anger is already burning hot in Rohan’s chest. His temper was never an easy emotion to control. “How dare you suggest that I am anything expect perfection?“

[ayeayesxr]

@caelifluus

It was strange that DIO had summoned him back to the mansion since he had issued the order to go directly to face the Joestars. The sudden change of plans confused him slightly since he had believed his employer would use any Stand User available to eliminate the threat that the crusaders posed for his plans for the future. But rather than questioning any further he obeyed, making his way back to El Cairo for now.

After a day of travelling he had arrived at his mansion, making his way towards the upper levels where his rooms would be. The lack of light from any candle forced him to pull out his lighter, guiding his way into the library. Blue eyes managed to see a shadow on the farthest side of the room. Thinking it was Lord DIO, the cowboy soon cleared his throat before speaking in a low and extremely submissive tone. “Did ya summon me, Lord DIO?”

[langour]

@caelifluus liked the starter call that’s months old listen im so sorry

“...” A wandering vampire. Of course nothing unusual. But the pillar figure felt peckish.  Perhaps a meal was in order. Darting through the shadows, Santana gets closer.

[purpurabellator]

@caelifluus ||  ❤ ‘d (accepting.)

Not too much time had passed since Dio had officially been spotted by the Speedwagon Foundation. Joseph considered it very fortunate he was alerted right away, if he was quick enough he could track down the vampire before he got away.

Although older he still maintained enough strength to take on someone like Dio, but he also had to be cautious. This was still the man that killed his grandfather, and managed to take his body. He would probably only have one shot to obliterate the other’s head with a single strike.

Night had fallen, so the odds of Dio being outside were greater, and with Joseph’s reaction time there was no way the vampire could have gotten far from his location. He went to the shore where the boat and coffin washed up, and began to pace around looking for signs of the other’s existence.

‘ This is where Dio hid the past century? But how was he able to take my grandfather’s body? ’

When he had heard the story passed down Erina had told him it sounded like Dio had failed, but obviously it wasn’t the case. Joseph began investigating for any footprints and listened carefully for any strange sounds.

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@caelifluus

Kakyoin is a man who does not easily forgive slights. His pride is too vast, too easily bruised for that.

That’s not to say he doesn’t try to approach them with civility when they arise. No, he’s polite to a fault, even with those who do not deserve it. It’s simply that he can’t pardon someone who has wronged him unless he truly feels they understand what they have done.

But Dio. Nothing in this world could ever exonerate Dio. Not for his crimes against humanity, certainly; but even more than that, for his crimes against Kakyoin’s sense of worth.

Facing him down after all that is one of the hardest things he will ever do, but he welcomes the challenge. Or so he thinks.

He gets too bold. Too eager to prove his maturity and newfound willpower. On a cool desert night in January, days before he is prepared to meet up with his friends, he finds himself back on the streets of Cairo. Like his first visit there he travels alone but for his Hierophant, letting muscle memory guide him through alleys and around corners. He knows he cannot win alone where strength is involved; but perhaps his wits can give him the upper hand.

The minutes find him before the hulking stone gates of a mansion with which he is far too familiar. The breath passing his lips is raw and clouds in the air as he cranes his head up toward one of its two towers--where, he knows, he is being looked down upon.

I know that you can see me, he says, with only a look. And that you’re too intrigued to strike me down right here. Let me in.

[unsatisfiedhand-blog]

@caelifluus ♥’d for a starter.

walks these days were something of a salvation. when she was left alone at home, all the stress & pain of loneliness would build. but when she went for a walk --- she choose to be alone & escape from it, venturing into a path beside the park & choosing to forget.

forget the dull expression on kosaku’s face --- like he was looking through her. like she wasn’t a person or wasn’t real. forget the indifference inherited in her son, who seldom looked or spoke to her. 

it made her feel like a failure of a woman & mother, & so she ventured out with a look of disinterest. utter unsatisfied with the hand she had been dealt --- but then something caught her eyes, giving a spark in her that rarely existed.

a rose--- she had ventured through this path a thousand times & never once saw a rose. a rare smile moving to shinobu’s lips & as she grew closer she realized there were more. a clearing utterly filled with roses it looked like a sea of red.

& there stood shinobu, her eyes wide in awe with the most life in them she had in years.

❝ w-what in the world...there’s no was this could have grown so fast out of nowhere...❞

[20sep1847]

(ू• ౪•ू )

     “Can I help you, sir?” The words were been meant to be cold and intimidating, but the way the haughty stranger squashed his cheeks made them come out altogether too indistinctly to be taken seriously.

     With some annoyance, he swatted at the other blonde’s hands, taking a quick step backwards as soon as he was rid of them. Something about that man did not sit well with him and he would prefer to keep his distance.

[deadmansqira]

Sir Kira,-- All night I have been pacing my chambers to search for the words that would make the most sense. In some regards, I find I have very few to offer. My only offering are pithy birthday wishes and little more. I hope the day finds you well in health and spirit, as you deserve nothing more. There is much I wish to confess; my feelings are not so easily framed with written word. Until we meet again. Ever yours, Dio.

Yoshikage would not question how thenote had found its way to his kitchen table. It had arrived in anenvelope far too ornate for anybody he knew, and bearing thetell-tale wax seal of a certain Victorian vampire. Did he absolutelyhave to be this way? Thesubterfuge, always having somebody else leave behind his work…

Ah well. Yoshikage took a letteropener to it, deciding to play along with this. And the seal was,admittedly, rather nice. He might want to keep it just to look at –examine the elegance of it. Perhapstoy around with the idea of making one of his own.

As usual, Dio wrote in an eleganthand, swooping letters of a type that were lost to time. Yoshikagewondered about the time it took him to write this all out, eventhough it was but a short note. Wasit minutes, or hours? No matter.

Sir. He couldn’t help but chuckle– even though the rest of the note whisked that urgeaway. Confess? Just that word brought up memories of high schoolcliches. And yet…

“You’rethe one who is delaying our meeting again, Dio.” Hefolded the note up, andtucked it away in his desk. To read again later. If the whim struckhim.

[suntrailed]

caelifluus replied to your post: i’m such a big fan of doppio I don’t even know...

Part 5 is so? good? Doppio is my favorite? Angel, sweet boy 10/10

I AGREE!!! I love how many stands have personalities now too!! HOLDS YOUR HAND DOPPIO IS SUCH A BIG FAVE!!! HIS DESIGN IS WONDERFUL AND I LOVE P MUCH EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM!! YOU HAVE GOOD TASTES

[emeraldhierophantarchive]

@caelifluus

♝ A nightmare. A vivid recollection of his near death. The reconstruction of the edge of his demise. A means with which his unconscious let him know that he was not yet healed from the trauma that monster had brought him. That was the only explanation Kakyoin had for the apparition before him.

Breathing raggedly, the red-head stared in disbelief at the statuesque figure. In every aspect, the man was unchanged. Untouched by age, by weakness, impervious to even the almighty time. Fighting the desire to flinch and flee, Kakyoin glared with unbridled detestation towards the man turned fiend.

“... Haunting me today of all days... you’re unkind even as a phantom, Dio.” His voice was subdued with a mixture of anger and fear, his body quaking and scar burning just at the sight of the vampire. Still, steeling himself to face his demons, Noriaki forced himself to stand to his full height, ignoring the complaints of his enfeebled body. He’d not give Dio the pleasure of seeing him broken down, even if this might be nothing but a bad dream. “What do you want here?”

[schioccare]

 romance headcanons.

name: Caesar Antonio Zeppeli

nickname: Caes, Caesarino…etc.

gender:  Male

romantic orientation:  panromantic.

preferred pet names: huff degrade him jdjxjskxidksjd I kid somewhat. Caesar doesnt mind as long it doesn’t turn negative !

relationship status:  single mainly but totally verse dependent

favorite canon ship:  Caesar x Il mare eterno nella mia anima 

favorite non-canon ship:  I don’t have a favorite? It honestly depends on the person I’m shipping with . But 4 ships that I lean to hard is DioCae, DieCae, CaeJose and @lovedivide’s Anasui with Caesar !

opinion on true love: God, he believes it exists and he’s determined to find it. He’s a big lover of love, he believes one day he’ll have his eternal lover !

opinion on love at first sight: Caesar falls very hard at first sight ! In most of his ships it’s been as such, Caesar staring hard enough were he believes he spots the one !  

how ‘romantic’ are they?:  CAESAR IS SO GOD DAMN ROMANTIC…he’ll cook and clean for you, massage you when you’re tired, shower you with attention as small items ( necklaces and other ). And Caesar loves doing this so much, it makes his day to see his love relaxing after a hard day of work. And then kisses, cuddles, a ton of I loves yous…etc.

ideal physical traits: Taller than him !

ideal personality traits: Understanding, Talkative, Intelligent, Interesting, Unpredictable and Romantic!

unattractive physical traits: signs of StDs^^ ( when realized it’s not hereditary!!! )

unattractive personality traits: Childish, Procrastinators, Slobs, Useless , Boring, Pessimistic…etc.

ideal date: sharing homemade dinner and tons of wine to soon sway close together to soft music playing in the background

do they have a type?: Confident, cocky yet soft and bendable . also anyone who can legit kill him has his heart, don’t ask it’s a trend

average relationship length:  a half of year? That’s the max but once he found someone he truly loves he’s stuck, forever their’s .

preferred non-sexual intimacy: Kissing!!! Just chaste kisses would crumble his walls quicker than he can say mama mia !

commitment level: once Caesar’s is someone elses that’s it, he only has one light in his life. Casanova acts with others? Dropped. He gives his all and only asks for the same in return!

opinion of public affection:  Do anything you like to him in public, anything, he’d love it .

past relationships?: He doesn’t speak to the people he’s dropped.

Tagged by: @caelifluus !!!!! Smooches!!!

Tagging: …. @chasmheld & others if y'all want !!!

[soldatc]

@caelifluus // s.c.

he resembles giorno, is the first thought that flits through abbacchio’s head. that might be good for someone who likes giorno, but while abbacchio has gotten to the point of vaguely trusting him, liking is a bit much. aside from the physical similarities, this guy has a similar air of commanding, as if he expects his world to be law without question.

abbacchio decides immediately to dislike him. (not a particularly difficult decision, nor an unusual one for the mafioso.) he might have the same kind of magnetic air as giorno does, but abbacchio is nothing if not determined. he crosses his arms, demeanour cold.

“don’t act high and mighty.” it only worsens abbacchio’s desire to kneecap this guy. “now, the hell do you think you’re doing here?”

[nifsgender]

Caelifluusgender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans MLW Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

Caelifluigender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans MLNB Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

Caelifluumgender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans NBLW Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

Caelifluogender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans NBLNB Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

Caelifluagender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans WLW Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

Caelifluaegender: a Valentine’s Day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love put together, warm soup dinners and being (feminine) trans WLNB Etymology: Latin, “caelifluus” meaning “flowing from the heavens/the sky”

It like a valentines day gender related to clear blue skies, the mountains, romantic and platonic love together, warm soup dinners and being a fem trans mlw?

( also if you could make mlnb, nblw, nblnb, wlw and wlnb varients that'd be awesome too but if its just one, the og request is fine!)

working on these now!

[purpurabellator]

{Had a fairly busy weekend, and not feeling up to writing tonight, but hopefully I can get stuff done tomorrow. I’ll be putting a list of what I owe under the read more.}

Drafts I owe:

@pressurecooked @caelifluus @demonshadcw @solisnumen @devouriisms 

Asks I owe:

@inspirxnt @ardenssolis @geometragic  @outplays @contxmplating @solisnumen

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caelifluus started following you

[[*disgustingly heavy breathing from the mun* your blog theme is gorgeous. thank you for the follow. <3]]