#( joseph … polnareff ………. i will avenge u …. )
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joseph’s hermit purple becoming old and dried out w/ visible wrinkles in part 4 has me sick to my stomach . they were sick for that
#█ ▌ 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩. / ooc.#( u can see it in the close ups of part 4 when they do the ad breaks ….. )#( just like silver chariot changing to match polnareff’s injuries … )#( ohh my stomach im hunched over thinking about their stands changing ouuuggghhhh )#( joseph … polnareff ………. i will avenge u …. )
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Ur avpol dads au has me thinking about not only avpol giving gio a chance to grow up with caring parents but avpol meeting the rest of the bucci gang as youngsters and looking out for them. Kak or one of the other crusaders visits one time and is like hey did u know ur house has a gremlin infestation I thought u guys only had ONE
“So, what’s with the teenagers?”
It was the question that had been haunting Kakyoin all evening. Maybe he’d dropped by unannounced, yeah, but that had never been an issue before. However, instead of being greeted with Giorno holding a geriatric and implausibly still-kicking Iggy in his arms, a young man in the worst crop top Kakyoin had ever seen in his life (which was saying something---he did know Joseph Joestar, after all) opened the door, nearly pulled a fucking gun on him, and then cheerfully invited him inside for pizza at Giorno’s distant call of hello. There, Kakyoin had faced a whole cluster of unfortunately-dressed teenagers.
Avdol and Polnareff glanced at each other. “They’re Giorno’s friends,” Polnareff finally said.
“Funny, I did manage to gather that much. Since when does Giorno have friends?”
“Excuse me?” Avdol said, eyebrow twitching.
“Friends like that,” Kakyoin amended. “Friends who invade his living space.”
“It’s a fairly recent development,” Avdol admitted.
“We should tell him,” Polnareff said, shifting to face Avdol better. Kakyoin felt his eyebrows climbing up.
“Tell me what?”
Kakyoin watched warily as Avdol absently took Polnareff’s hand in his prosthetic one. “Giorno runs the Italian mafia now,” Avdol said, and if Kakyoin couldn’t tell his frank tone apart from his bullshitting tone by now, he’d have thought that his friends were being assholes.
“What,” he said.
“Remember when I, like, was presumed dead. Throwback to that,” Polnareff began, and Kakyoin narrowed his eyes, refusing to take the bait and show a single sign that him being “dead” had affected his life at all. “Well, Giorno took liberty to avenge me.”
“From the stand user mafia boss that fucked you up,” Kakyoin added.
Polnareff shrugged. “Yes. And now, well...”
“Our son is a mafia boss,” Avdol finished, looking a fascinating cross between vaguely nauseated and horrifically proud.
“Huh,” Kakyoin said. “Frankly, I’d have expected Josuke or Jolyne to develop mob ties before Giorno. I’ve always thought your kid is kind of an angel.”
Polnareff pinched the bridge of his nose. “God, please, for the love of god, knock on wood. I cannot have a mob feud between Giorno and Josuke or Jolyne. I won’t survive it.”
Kakyoin snickered and obligingly leaned across the coffee table between them to lightly rap his knuckles against Polnareff’s skull. Polnareff batted him away.
“Don’t lose sleep over it, my love, Giorno would win anyway,” Avdol said, taking a sip from his tea.
Kakyoin opened his mouth to make a good case for Jolyne in all her ten-year-old glory, but closed it when Giorno walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. He returned to the living room with a glass of water and sat next to Avdol. “We were just talking about you,” Polnareff said.
“I know. I could hear.” Giorno turned his gaze on him, and Kakyoin was suddenly reminded of the first time he’d met him, back when he was five years old and didn’t talk to anyone and Kakyoin had been terrified that he was going to do something really fucked up like recount his fight with Death 13 to a traumatized toddler. Kakyoin felt a reminiscent sort of fear, looking at this teenager who held the kind of power that had poets writing cautionary tales against hubris for centuries. “How long are you staying, Uncle Kakyoin?”
Kakyoin shrugged. “Not sure yet.”
Giorno nodded. “I will properly introduce you to my friends tomorrow. Would you like to see what I do?”
Avdol and Polnareff went very still in that weird married couple way they had of telepathically communicating some dire message, and Kakyoin, as he was usually wont to do, ignored it. He gave as wide a smile as he could and said, “I would love that.”
Giorno nodded, seemingly satisfied. “I am going to sleep,” he announced, then gave his fathers each a kiss on the head before going back upstairs.
Kakyoin shook his head in silent wonder. “How often does he have all his friends over here?” he asked, returning to the original question of the night.
“Frequently,” Avdol said. “We don’t mind. Most of them are orphans or have an unstable homelife. We enjoy providing a resource of stability for them.”
Kakyoin resisted the urge to laugh at Avdol and Polnareff being a source of stability, because it was not only probably true for those kids, but it was probably also true of himself. He never showed up at Joseph Joestar’s house unannounced, at any rate. “So, you’re going to adopt them, too, huh?”
Polnareff choked on his next breath. “No.”
“Don’t fucking lie to me,” he said cheerfully, crossing his legs. “I heard Narancia say he has a room here.”
“They all have rooms here. It is a big house,” Avdol deadpanned.
“Whatever, I know I’m right.”
“You’re annoying,” Polnareff complained, beckoning to Iggy, who had just hobbled drowsily into the room, and picking him up to put on his lap as he approached.
“I liked them,” Kakyoin admitted. “They were weird, but I think they’re good for Giorno. They draw him out of his shell.”
That got him twin soft smiles that seemed reserved for proud fathers alone. “Yes,” Avdol agreed. “They do.”
“Well, I’m exhausted. I think Mista nearly killed me when I knocked on the door, and you know me, near-death experiences always get me a little bit sleepy,” he said, standing up and stretching, feeling his joints pop. He reached for his cane. “Is my room still mine?” he teased, smirking.
“Yes,” Polnareff said with an eyeroll. “Though Sheila did use it once.”
“Who’s Sheila? You’re telling me Giorno has more friends?”
“He is a charismatic boy,” Avdol said rather defensively.
“Ah, whatever. Good night, dads.”
“Hey,” Polnareff protested, while Avdol laughed and said, “Good night.”
#jjba#jojo's bizarre adventure#vento aureo#noriaki kakyoin#muhammad avdol#jean pierre polnareff#giorno giovanna#avpol#avpol raising giorno au#I LOVE YOU BASTARD UNCLE KAKYOIN
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anyone else ever just. think about the SDC main cast
I’ve rewatched the first arc countless times, so I probably pick up on more than the average viewer, but I’ve been noticing lately - despite the lack of interaction between the characters outside of Stand battles - that their connection is just so strong, and it makes me long for more canon interaction between them.
Joseph and Kakyoin seem especially close, to me - as much as Joseph is “downgraded” to a comic relief character in SDC, he really takes on a kind of doting dad role with Kakyoin, and I think this is best exemplified during the Sun, Death 13 and D’arby the Gamer arcs, and then again when Kakyoin dies during Dio’s World. From what I remember there’s never any explicit hugging, but Joseph will pick Kakyoin up, put his arm around him, make sure he’s doing OK when a Stand attacks him - but, it can work both ways. Kakyoin picks up Joseph when High Priestess renders him unconscious, despite being by far the smallest and most physically weak of the group, and then there’s the more obvious and talked-about example of him taking on more responsibility for the others in Avdol’s absence.
Their wordless communication in the Lovers arc really gets me too: Joseph panics and looks to Kakyoin, and he just nods at him and they both leg it to find a TV? I find it hard to believe they all got that close in a matter of a few weeks, especially with barely any downtime interactions to base things on, but god if I don’t love that shit. Jotaro’s blind trust in the two of them is also beautiful to me - he knows that Kakyoin will be able to save his grandfather and then all of it just makes Death 13 hurt that much more because they all lose their trust in him so quickly and he was so right to be mad at everyone in that one fic I read and then they do it AGAIN when Joseph finds out Jotaro’s a fuckign casual. just. I love old Joseph, and it really bothers me when people say he’s a downgrade from BT Joseph. They’re both quality boys god DAMN it
And Polnareff, I always forget about Polnareff’s trauma because he (like Joseph) is the haha funney comic relief character who bumbles around and gets attacked by literally everything. His survivor’s guilt must be through the roof: he watched Iggy die for him, he watched Avdol die for him twice, the entire reason he joins up with everyone else to avenge his younger sister and then he has to watch her eat him and then die again because he didn’t wish for a Polnareffland. And he still just goes off on his merry way back to France and then everything between SDC and VA happens. I see him and Kakyoin also as being very close to each other - an almost brotherly relationship? They’re close enough that Kakyoin's scathing remarks just bounce off him. He elbowed me in the face? Thanks bro, I deserved that. I love having friends and i care u all so much.
Avdol... It’s hard for me to say anything about Avdol because he’s gone for most of the part I keep rewatching no jojo only kakoyin but I just really like him. His Stand could absolutely step on me (ahem) and I’d especially love to see more interaction between Avdol and everyone else, especially Kakyoin. I could see them talking a lot about the cultures of different areas, or about tarot, or maybe Stands, since Avdol has a lot of knowledge about them and Kakyoin had never met another user before Dio. please araki. give us the forbidden avdol backstory.
#jjba#part 3 spoilers#sdc spoilers#this is just word vomit; don't take my word as the gospel truth or anything#i just wanted to get some things out because a friend finishing sdc sparked some thots in my head#sakuranbotaro#kakipii#cherry sakuranborunarefu#sakuranboustar#avdol the coolest crusader
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it's a hassle, it's an educated guess
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2IgmTLm
by The_Onion_Wanton
joseph joestar oh yeah actually i need u to meet me asap jotaro n caesar snuck out to maybe kill dio
// Dio has sent people after Jotaro before. Never the people he'd had sexuality crises over, though. // // Can be read independently from the rest of the series.
Words: 8529, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of not a song, an outburst
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Joseph Joestar, Kujo Jotaro, Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki, Robert Edward O. Speedwagon, Erina Pendleton Joestar, Jonathan Joestar, Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable), Mohammed Abdul, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Dio Brando, Elizabeth Joestar | Lisa Lisa, Kujo Holly, Higashikata Tomoko
Relationships: Joseph Joestar/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, Kakyoin Noriaki/Kujo Jotaro, Mohammed Abdul/Jean Pierre Polnareff, Erina Pendleton Joestar/Jonathan Joestar
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Alternate Universe - X-Men Fusion, Pining, Vague descriptions of violence, Found Family, mentions of Captain America: the First Avenger, just some stupid teens/adjacents pissing off their mothers, texting (here and there), one(1) mention of a meme that will probably be outdated by the time of reading, awkward teens, First Dates, reimagining of canon events but in a modern setting and with zero casualties
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2IgmTLm
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