#I'm realizing now Jojo didn't say ANYTHING this chapter

[alias-sam]

Pierced by a Golden Soul

Chapter 37. Dodgeball is a Cruel and Unusual Punishment

Platonic Jojo's x Reader

Summary: Fate is a bizarre concept with countless more bizarre implications. In life sometimes such extraordinary events happen that the only reasoning left must be fate. The tragedies that constantly befall the Joestar bloodline for example may be the unluckiest series of cards drawn in human history, or perhaps the work of a greater power. There is no way to tell for sure. Had Dio Brando or Jonathan Joestar moved slightly on a divergent path the world itself would be left very different. The fate or luck of the noble Joestar bloodline has led to destruction of evil likes of the Pillar Men and DIO. This story is of a similar caliber to that of the other Joestars (as I am sure you are familiar with them). This is a story of lost souls, compassion, hope, and above all fate.

Word Count: 1,928

(Crosspost from Wattpad, full fic is already posted there.)

At this point, you gave up on walking to school with Jaya, so when it came time for your morning commute you simply went. You surprisingly felt good today. Who knew two days without getting your ass handed to you by an enemy stand user could make you feel so rested? You didn't even have a nightmare last night. It was your first fulfilling rest in what felt like forever. Rain from the previous evening soaked the ground, leaving a light fog in the air. The sky was still dark and overcast, promising more heavy weather to come. As your sneakers splashed through a shallow puddle, you suddenly found your leg blocked by something.

"What the-?" There, on the wet sidewalk next to your foot, sat your oddball companion Vita. He was wearing a bright yellow rainslicker, despite there being no rain at the moment. The boy slowly turned your way, looking up at your with a glare for a moment before realizing who it was.

"Oh hi Y/n!" Vita greeted, his head tilting to the side a bit.

"Sorry, didn't..." You trailed off as you noticed Vita was holding something. "See you there." You finished, not being able to help but stare at your friend's hand. Worms. In the palm of his hand, he was holding a handful of slimy, wriggling, living worms. "Do I even want to ask about...?" Hesitantly, you pointed at Vita's hand.

"Whoops! My bad." Vits scurried over on his hands and knees to a nearby patch of dirt, and gently set the worms down. "I was saving them." He explained while standing up. "They wanted help." He whispered, tilting his head further to the side and staring at you with wide eyes.

"Whatever you say buddy." You sighed, already used to the boy's shenanigans by now. After taking a few steps down the pavement you looked back to find Vita just watching you expectantly. "...want to walk together?" You asked carefully. Vita simply nodded and ran over to match your stride.

"You look well rested." Vita chirped while you pressed the crosswalk button.

"Thanks? You too."

"Really?" Vita glanced at you quizzically. "I didn't sleep one-bit last night! The sound of rainfall is too distracting. Don't you think?"

"Not really..." You admitted, examining your friend carefully as he was distracted by passing cars driving through puddles. He looked suspiciously well rested for someone who stayed up all night. If anything, he looked better than you had ever seen him. Vita, in the time you'd known him, always looked sickly in some way. It was rare to see him without dark circles under his eyes, or a bandage somewhere on his body. His skin, which usually held an unhealthy bleakness, looked warmer and healthier. He seemed more alive overall.

"Ready for this afternoon?" Vita asked out of the blue.

"Huh?" You asked dumbly.

"Aren't you are coming over?" Vita reiterated slowly.

"Oh!" Crap. You completely forgot agreeing to that yesterday. Vita was giving you an intense and serious look, the kind of look that spelled 'If you say no I'm going to kill you'. "Of course!" You laughed nervously, doing your best not to cave under the pressure of Vita's stare.

"Cool!" Vita suddenly smiled. "My Umi insisted on making you dinner, so I hope you have an appetite. She's making Koshari."

"Sounds wonderful V." You breathed in relief, glad to be free of Vita's angered expression. It was surprisingly intimidating. You now understood why nobody at school messed with the guy more than once. Before you could continue to school, you realized your walking buddy was no longer by your side. Looking back, you found him stopped stock still in his tracks. "You okay?"

"You started calling me V." He whispered, a mix of confusion and wonderment floating across his features. "I need a nickname for you."

"Oh no..." You mumbled, facepalming.

"Is something wrong?" Vita frowned.

"No." You groaned. "I already have a nickname but it's really dumb." You briefly uncovered your face, only to find Vita watching you pleadingly. Finally you sighed, caving from the pitiful expression. "Awhile back my friend Jaya started calling me Jojo."

"Jojo..." Vita tested out the name and smiled. "I like it! Jojo suits you."

"Great..." You grumbled in embarrassment. The two of you parted ways after reaching the courtyard, agreeing to walk to Vita's house together after school.

...........

PE class, in your eyes, had always been a cruel and unusual punishment. For some odd reason, your school required all students to serve a one year sentence in the class in order to graduate. So here you unfortunately were.

You hated days like this. Days where it was too wet to go outside so the coaches locked you in the gym, dumped a container of balls in the middle of the room, and told you to have a field day. The beautiful and chaotic art of dodgeball has one simple objective, dodge the ball.

The crack of cheap rubber balls hitting the brick wall behind you rang out like cannon fire. To the opposing team it wasn't a game, it was war. Meaning, you were going to die. Or....at the very least, walk out of class with a bruise or two. Maybe this was why you hadn't died fighting an enemy stand yet. It didn't matter if you were an outcast, loner, Star football player, nerd, geek, or just a plain student. Nobody was safe. In this battle, there were those who limped out of class sobbing, and survivors. It was evil, it was cruel, and it gave the most savage side of your peers some time to shine through.

At this point, three rounds had gone by. So far you had been hit in the shin, ribs, and shoulder. The hit from round one made you trip, skinning you knee in the process. Round two knocked the wind out of you. And round three left you with a sore spot on your shoulder. It was a wonder you were still well enough to endure one final round of torment. It was a miracle when you managed to be one of the last five men standing.

You managed to keep your eyes on the opposing team the whole round, but your luck had to run out eventually. As you were sidestepping a poorly pitched ball, you failed to notice you walking right into the crosshairs of a strong armed upperclassman.

The next few moments happened in perfect, succinct sequence it would be impossible to replicate. The stars aligned for you today. Just as you noticed the ball sailing in the direction of your face, a hand reached out and caught it. The catch was so close the smell of rubber wafted across your face. You stood frozen in shock at the turn of events.

"Thanks." You murmured breathlessly, still gazing straight ahead at the ball that had been barely an inch from giving you a broken nose. Looking up, you found the familiar and reddened face of Lennia Heart.

"No problem." She replied, quickly hurling the ball back to the other side of the room.

.....

Your team wound up winning the final round of the game. As your classmates quickly ran from the gym upon class change, you lagged behind, having some trouble with your bookbag. You couldn't help but scratch your head when you found the strap of your bag was completely missing. There was no way it could have come off on its own, it had to have been cut. For a moment you were worried someone had been rifling through your bag, but after a quick check, you found everything in its rightful place. During that same check though, you oddly found the metal shard among your school supplies. You didn't remember putting it in your bag yesterday, but with everything that happened, you wouldn't put it past yourself to have forgotten doing something as simple as that.

"Everything alright Y/n?" Turning around, you were once again face to face with the student council vice president. Lennia stood over you, looking curious. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She had also changed out of her PE uniform into a black skirt and plain white blouse.

"Yeah, everything's fine." You smiled, picking up your bookbag. "By the way Lennia, you definitely saved me from another trip to the nurse's office. So really, thank you."

"It was nothing, my instincts must have kicked in." Lennia looked away, pink dusting her cheeks. As you were situating your now strapless bag in your arms until something fell out. Lennia gazed down at the object strangely. It was the bag containing the metal shard. "What is that?"

"Nothing." You momentarily panicked, scrambling to pick it up. "Don't worry about it." Lennia managed to reach the bag before you did. Out of panic and a lack of time to think you grabbed the girl's wrist. "Don't." You ordered sternly.

"Oh..." Lennia stared into your eyes, too encapsulated by the feeling of your hand to notice she was unconsciously clenching her fist. "Ow!" Lennia suddenly dropped the bag in favor on cradling her now bleeding palm.

"You okay?" You looked down to find the metal shard had cut through the bag and sliced the girl who was holding it.

"I'm fine." Lennia breathed, examining her small wound.

"No, that's bleeding a lot. Here." You motioned for her to wait a moment. In a matter of seconds, you retrieved a small first aid kit from your backpack. "Lucky I started carrying this around." You laughed, taking out a Band-Aid.

"Y/n..." The words caught in Lennia's throat as she watched you place the bandage on her injury.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you, but I really can't afford to lose this." You quickly picked up the metal shard and put it back in your bag.

"What-" Lennia started, but you fixed her with a hard look.

"Don't worry about it." You insisted while walking towards the exit. "Trust me, you're better off staying out of it."

"Y/n wait!" You stopped, turning back to Lennia. The girl suddenly became bashful, unable to meet your eyes. "C-can we talk sometime?"

"I thought we were talking right now?"

"W-we are, but...I wanted to talk about something personal with you." Lennia paused. "Privately."

"Sure." You shrugged. "I wanted to talk to you about something as well."

"R-really?" Lennia's eyes lit up as she looked up at you expectantly.

"I wanted to ask about the whole rumor going around about you and I dating."

"Oh! That..."

"I just wanted you to know I have no idea who started it, but it wasn't me. I genuinely hope it isn't causing you any trouble."

"Right." Lennia looked away to hide her disappointment. "It hasn't caused me any trouble." She assured you.

"Great." You breathed in relief. "I really didn't want to hurt you Lennia." The girl went completely rigid as he face got redder.

"Y-you got my name right..." Lennia murmured quietly to herself with wide eyes.

"Well I hope we can move past this, maybe we could become more than just acquaintances." You gave the vice president a friendly pat on the shoulder. "Certain events recently have taught me not to judge people too quickly." You thought back to when you first met Vita and Tim. "I think maybe the two of us can be friends someday."

"Right...friends." Lennia sighed.

"I'm sorry, but I really need to get to my next class." You apologized while heading to the gym's exit. "See you in literature class."

"S-see you then." Lennia waved sadly as you left. After you were out of sight she looked down at her bandaged palm and frowned. It didn't hurt anymore. Curious, the girl slowly ripped off the adhesive and examined her palm.

The wound was gone.

[olivereactsaboutgarbage]

One Piece - Volume 32

As you may have noticed, my consistent-posts-throughout-all-of-December have been called off. My friends have told me that I should take as long as I need to get back to posting, and that's a great idea.

I have a funnier idea:

I'm gonna see if I can post normally on December 24th and 25th, then go back to not-posting on December 26th. Will I manage it? Hmm... I wonder...

Chapter 296 - Ultimate Sky Situation

Zoro obeys Lufpy just in time to die, but he wasn't obedient enough, because gravity doesn't work.

It's fine though, because the vore snake is still relevant after all, because it had friends. Hmm... an animal that had friends... where have I heard that before... well, it didn't have friends enough, because gravity doesn't work.

It's fine though, because Usopp decides to also obey Lufpy, by disobeying Wiper. Nico Robin explains to Wiper that this is morally correct. Except Usopp wasn't disobedient enough, because gravity doesn't work. I thought better of you, Usopp.

It's fine though, because Wiper had a recording of gravity working.

Danganronpa really IS a One Piece ripoff! In case that wasn't already thoroughly established.

The foolish Dumbledore expy isn't a Danganronpa fan.

Chapter 297 - Praise of the Earth

Hmm... very on-the-nose.

Wiper says that no matter how much destruction happens, his people's history simply cannot be erased. Epic

The foolish Dumbledore expy realizes that Lufpy and Nami are members of all life on earth, and are therefore susceptible to his all life on earth ball, so he decides to go ahead and use it.

Lufpy counters with the very same special fetish move the foolish Dumbledore expy gave him: Sexy human testicle.

:) Themes Themes Themes

Next, something even more blatant happens. But I already smiled once just now, so I've hit my smiling quota and can't say anything about it.

Chapter 298 - Love Song

Now that he no longer has access to all life on earth, the foolish Dumbledore expy tries a new strategy: Becoming even less effective against Lufpy! This'll definitely work!

It DOES work! You see, becoming less effective was a distraction from the fact that he could use stabbing as an attack.

Lufpy decides to not give up. In fact, Lufpy does the thing: He rings the bell. I, uh, don't think I mentioned previously in these posts that that was what he was trying to do, but it was.

Chapter 299 - Fantasia

Everyone is happy that this happened. Well, Tony Tony Chopper is missing crucial context, and last chapter Sanji was complaining, but it's fine.

Whoops, I accidentally summarized the entire chapter. I could say something like "To be clear, 'everyone' includes:" and list various individuals, but like

Oh, I spoke too soon: Exposition reveals that the giant silhouettes were the shadows of regular-sized people. In case anyone was still wondering about that. I certainly wasn't after a multi-day break! Thanks for reminding me!

Oh man, the Hanukkah-themed JoJo character... when he was like "I must find a way out of this!!!" and then Tony Tony Chopper just went ahead and moved on with his life, that was actually just his (Hanukkah's) last moments of relevance weren't they? Comedy gold?

I ask because the foolish Dumbledore expy is also drowning, now.

Chapter 300 - Symphony

Oh man, yeah, the stakes have raised so much, even specifically for Asia, from the days when Wiper not letting Asia have some dirt mattered at all in the grand scheme of things.

Tony Tony Chopper is still missing crucial context and Sanji is still complaining. At least Zoro is around, to Get It.

Everyone discusses what souvenirs they want. Some people want recording device souvenirs. Other people want souvenirs that don't exist.

Sanji has a new sexual orientation. He no longer lusts after women. He now lusts after big sacks. Finally, some representation, for um, that, sexual orientation!

Everyone is sad that Papaya is dead, especially Papaya! Everyone is mad that Papaya is alive, making Papaya even more sad! Sucks to be him!

Oh, the foolish Dumbledore expy's four friends actually have four corpses. All's well that ends well. As for the foolish Dumbledore expy himself, well... he's an astronaut. Wow, One Piece was truly ahead of its time. People with god complexes really DO sit upon unfathomable amounts of money and then go to space! Oda knew!!!

Also, there's more fire. This is a clever callback to earlier on, where there was fire!

Chapter 301 - I Hereby Guide...

Lufpy has a get-rich-quick scheme.

IT INVOLVES STEALTH!!!

Usopp gives people garbage in exchange for recording devices. Now, recording devices can be a major aspect of the series! However, garbage can't be. This will ruin the Space Junk Galaxy ecosystem! Everything good comes at a cost...

Lufpy's get-rich-quick scheme was vore, naturally. What other kind of get-rich-quick scheme would Lufpy have?

Nico Robin impresses everyone with her Indiana Jones powers.

What a good sequence of panels. I loven't weaponry! What a relatable character! That must be why people love Nico Robin: she's relatable!

Also, the king of pirates was also there. The One Piece guy. No not Lufpy. The One Piece guy.

Nico Robin is taking the Bible to the end of Space Junk Galaxy. That's her mission. Everyone is very happy about that. Wait, did I call it the Bible before? I need a refresher. Maybe between the 26th and my earnest return I'll spend time on a refresher for myself.

Oh, right, having the middle name "the" is actually very significant. And in the One Piece guy's case, his name as it is commonly known is actually a mispronunciation of Goal the Roper.

Everyone takes a page out of Nami's book even though only one of them is Nami, and they all busy themselves entirely too much with stealing money to have any time in their schedules for receiving money legally as payment for a service. Nico Robin likes this!

Chapter 302 - Finale

Asia gets a haircut.

The knight god gets to be a government guy again. He reminds everyone what his favorite vegetable is, in case they forgot. Hee hee hee... however, try as you might to discern the identity of his favorite vegetable via my posts, you NEVER will! You'll NEVER learn it!!!

Lufpy and his friends leave using a hot air balloon. Zoro thinks the hot air balloon is his enemy from back before they even went into the Space Junk Galaxy, but Zoro was just confused.

Chapter 303 - The Wealthy Pirate Gang

The DK Crew will continue to fight... in the name... of, um, bananas? I don't know. I don't know what they're fighting for.

One of the seven strong guys is terrorizing those people Lufpy disliked ages ago.

LMAO???

The implication that Zoro spent that entire arc telling himself "Okay, so this is what the afterlife'll be, huh? This particular physical location? I can't wait!" is already hilarious enough, but Usopp's objection to this sentiment being "No, dude, you're destined for eternal torment" adds something as well.

So... Lufpy can never go to the sky EVER again, right? Narratively speaking, I mean. Like... as far as Sky Arcs go, One Piece can't top this, right? I could picture there being a better food arc, a better fish arc, a better snow arc, a better desert arc... but a better sky arc? I dunno, man. I don't think it can be done.

No one bothers to deliver the punchline to Tony Tony Chopper's "where's a doctor when you need one?!" bit, so he has to do it himself. Is that character development? I can't tell.

Nami gets to be a jetski character for the rest of time now, huh? Kind of like... uh, I have no idea how pertinent it is to Dragon Ball itself, and if I ever did I've long since forgotten, but kind of like that one Dragon Ball opening, right?

Nami says "It's time to do some accounting work! It's not time to do some accounting work!"

Lufpy says the next arc should be about recruiting TWO characters to make up for the fact that this one wasn't about recruiting any. They should be an Usopp Replacement and a musician. No one agrees. They don't like Usopp, but they don't like music either.

Bicycle cops are revealed to be the strongest kind of cop.

Chapter 304 - Long Island Adventure

The Depression Pirates are approaching. Their boat has a frog face. Well, so much for them.

Nico Robin doesn't have much to say about the transition to a new arc. Lufpy wants her to be more interesting.

Everyone decides to "boy who cried wolf" Usopp. "Depression definitely isn't real," they say. I'm sure he'll forgive them. He's used to being boy who cried wolfed, after all.

OH...! IS THIS WHOLE ARC GOING TO BE THE DEFORESTATION ARC?! GIVEN THE IMPORTANCE OF DEFORESTATION, THAT'S A LEGENDARY EVENT!

Maybe not, maybe this isn't the arc

This is the homeland of Endermen from Minecraft, that's not arc material

Also, there's a normal guy. And now a ship wearing a fursuit REALLY wants this to be an arc. They're preventing it from lasting a shorter amount of time than one single chapter.

Chapter 305 - Foxy the Silver Fox

Relatable

This is a good manga.

This random socially awkward guy from the homeland of Endermen is a laugh riot. He will most likely die.

See? It's canon. Um, not the part about him dying. The other part.

Literally any method of encoding secret messages would work for espionage if it was up against the crew of the Merry Go. Pig latin would work.

...Wait, that's not true, Nico Robin is there. Welp, better get rid of her.

OH, AN ANIMAL THAT HAD A FRIEND AND SPENT A LONG TIME WAITING, HUH?! IN ONE PIECE?! MAJOR PLOT TWIST!!!

"Saddest episode of Futurama"? More like "any chapter of One Piece"

Anyway, some horse hunters come to make this chapter of One Piece less sad. However, they do it backwards. It's fine though, because Tony Tony Chopper does it frontwards.

The horse hunters challenge Lufpy to a game. Lufpy says "Punching? Okay" but what's actually happening is that it's the Depression Game.

[magicalgirlfan666]

Alfea's Magical Girl Fairy School (Winx Club Reader Insert)

Chapter 1: First Day & Dormmates

This Winx Club Fanfic was brought to you by DragonStar sponsored by Winxwasmychildhood.org which was made possible by viewers like you enjoy 

Fair warning: not everything that's going to go down in this will be from the tv series since I like doing my own thing with fanfics that I write so just so you don't get confused I placed this here as a heads up. Now you know.

P.S this is a reader insert that means you are the Main Character of the story.

______: First name

(I will be giving you an eye color I hope that you don't mind ^^')

(h/c) Hair color

(Same with skin color again I hope you won't mind)

I will be giving you the last name this time.   

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Finally, I have now come of age to attend Alfea, it was something that I have been looking forward to going. In hopes of improving upon my magical powers and gaining what I need to be a good queen to my people. My Mother and Father also warn me to not only study but to be on look out for any royalty students attending as well so that I may make good relationships with them to help further prosper our kingdom.

But to only seek out royalty anything other than studying and bettering myself is unnecessary thus deserving no further attention, and I had no plans on going against it for nothing else piques my interest.

For I was taught to have nothing else to gain my interest other than my kingdom: Frozonia, if it prospers I prosper. Anything and everything I do is for it and it alone. No desires for myself no wants or needs for myself other than the want and need for a glorious kingdom.

It didn't take long for me to arrive to Alfea, there were a bunch of other girls at the front waiting for Griselda to finishing verifying if rather or not they belonged here. One girl was having a bit of trouble since Griselda was having trouble finding her name on the list and it wasn't til the girl told the older woman how her name was spelled did she finally spot the name and allowed her access.

The red head in front of me appeared to be worried as the two whispered about something, I saw the blonde female rip apart a letter for a reason unknown to me before approaching Griselda.

"Hello Ms. G this is Princess Varanda the princess of Callisto" I glanced to the redhead who was acting funny, I found it odd about how she was acting when being introduced but wrote it off as none of my concern, Griselda argued over the blonde who's name I now learned was Stella, return to Alfea especially after what she did to their science class to which Stella replied on how her parents did pay for some of the school's new stuff.

I was getting a bit annoyed at having to wait for the pair to finish their chit-chat, have preferred that they have this kind of personal chat when she doesn't have to allow access to a bunch of girls waiting to get in but since I have been taught to keep these sort of things in check so I knew not to voice this. 

Though I was also taught to offer my honest thoughts and opinions and to be blunt a queen as no time for beating around the bush since I was not asked there was no need. My people though blunt and truthful with what we say, we tend to be a silent and quiet bunch only speaking when spoken too or when necessary.

 I didn't deem now necessary, finally, they finished and I was finally next. "Name?"

"_____ Frosthart Princess of planet Crystria" I answered with a stoic face and a voice void of any emotion. 

"Ah yes I see your name right here, go right ahead" I wasted no time walking through the gates and into Alfea, soon the head mistress Faragonda showed up and give a big speech before we were allowed to go inside when she finished. I quickly located my room and it appears two of my dormmates where already here.

One was a orange-blonde hair girl with a bob-cut hairstyle and hazel eyes, the other a fair-skinned girl with long, chest length brown hair with neatly brushed bangs above her eyes, while she has a strand or two hang over her shoulders with sea blue eyes. Both girls appeared friendly enough as they greeted me.

"Hi I'm Amaryl and this is my friend Francine" The two offered a kind and friendly smiles as they stuck their hands out for me to shake. I stared for a brief second before accepting their kind gesture.

"So would you happen to be Looma or ______?" Francine asked, before I could respond another voice spoke up. All three of us turned to the entrance of the room where the voice originated from.

Standing there a was brown hair, green eyes girl with her hair styled into a tight bun and two braids in the front. Her eyes shone bright with kindness and excitement. "Hello" She greeted kindly, placing her right hand on her chest. "I'm Looma and it would seem that from now and we will be dormmates" 

"Ah so then that would make you _______" Francine said before returning Looma's greetings, as they started to converse I went to my room and used my magic to unpack everything. It wasn't long before Looma walked in still smiling.

"Looks like you already picked your side of the room" She said as she walked over to the other side and did the same as me with her magic as she unpacked I noticed she had a lot more clothes than I so it was safe to assume that she was really into clothing and fashion. She also had a few other things to make her own clothing.

"You weren't there when I told the others but if you ever need any clothing or some specially made feel free to ask all I need are some cool stuff to make them out of or if you want just buy some off me, it's really no trouble since I'm always making more than I really need" She gave an awkward laugh when addressing her lack of self-control on making clothing.

I don't really think that I will be needing any clothing specially made from her or to purchase any off her anytime soon but did make sure to keep note of it just in case. You never know when this knowledge might come in handy.

I nodded to let her know that it was acknowledged, she smiled in returned and started going over to the desk she unpacked and got to designing something that I can only assume was clothing.

I didn't have anything planned so I just sat down on my bed reading as my roommate hummed while drawing which I didn't mind since I would only tune it out once I get adsorbed onto the book.  And in no time at all I was soon lost into a land of my own.

That is until a rabbit came out of nowhere and hopped right onto my book and soon a girl's voice shouted out a name that wasn't mine or any of my dormmates. 

"Kiko!" She came rushing in and stopped once her blue orbs landed on the gray little bunny who was smiling sheepishly, they soon turned to me as she took notice that he was standing on my book. 

"I'm so sorry, I don't know why he went running off like that" She appeared to be genuinely sorry for her rabbit's actions as she stared into my icy blue eyes. 

I looked at her for a bit before turning my gaze to her rabbit and picking him up, the moment my hands made contact with his tiny little body he started to shiver but it wouldn't last too long since he would soon be in his master's hands as I handed him over. 

"It is fine any damage done I can easily fix but do try to be careful next time" She nodded as she took the little bunny in her hand's as he immediately started to warm up.

"Right it won't" She nodded as I returned to my book. She got the hint that I didn't wish to speak anymore and soon left as I picked up where I unwillingly left off. 

I finally reached the end of my book and was left wondering why did the main character make such a choice? Why did they choose to abandon their kingdom for someone else? It didn't make sense, no matter how many times I read books like this I could never figure it out. 

Since the day I was born I was told that the kingdom and the people's welfare were to be placed above all else which means doing whatever was necessary to make sure that our kingdom was prospering. 

So for her to make such a decision only leads to one thing for me to believe since it was the only thing that made sense, her tutors didn't educate her well enough at all, I just hope that other kingdoms in this story learn from this and never hire that person again.

I sighed as I placed my book onto the stand next to me and soon realizing that it was now night time, I must have missed lunch.... I look over to check on Looma and she was still drawing, I get up to tap her on the shoulder which startled her.

"Oh it's you, sorry you kind of scar-" Her eyes glanced around the room before landing back on me. "Um.. is it night time?" I nodded.

"Darn that means I miss lunch" She pouted before looking to me again. "Why didn't you say anything?" I pointed to my book.

"After finishing my book I was only now made aware" She looked over at my stand(no that's not a jojo reference) before nodding and then smiling. 

"I guess that means we are sort of alike only we get far too absorbed in different things" She giggled before yawning. "Well not that it matters now I'm far too tired to eat anyway" She stood from her seat heading over to her bed.

"I'm going to head off to bed, night" She hopped into the bed pulling the sheets over her as I soon deiced to do the same as well.

Closing my eyes I soon drifted to sleep, one that was dreamless as usual for me they normally were anyway. It happens so often that I can't remember if I ever had dreams before or maybe I just simply can't remember them... whatever the case it doesn't really matter all that much anyway.....   

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Okay so, this has already been posted on my watt pad and quotev, and is how it will be staying, the next parts will be drafts and possible outcomes

[alias-sam]

Pierced by a Golden Soul

Chapter 37. Dodgeball is a Cruel and Unusual Punishment

Platonic Jojo's x Reader

Summary: Fate is a bizarre concept with countless more bizarre implications. In life sometimes such extraordinary events happen that the only reasoning left must be fate. The tragedies that constantly befall the Joestar bloodline for example may be the unluckiest series of cards drawn in human history, or perhaps the work of a greater power. There is no way to tell for sure. Had Dio Brando or Jonathan Joestar moved slightly on a divergent path the world itself would be left very different. The fate or luck of the noble Joestar bloodline has led to destruction of evil likes of the Pillar Men and DIO. This story is of a similar caliber to that of the other Joestars (as I am sure you are familiar with them). This is a story of lost souls, compassion, hope, and above all fate.

Word Count: 1,928

(Crosspost from Wattpad, full fic is already posted there.)

At this point, you gave up on walking to school with Jaya, so when it came time for your morning commute you simply went. You surprisingly felt good today. Who knew two days without getting your ass handed to you by an enemy stand user could make you feel so rested? You didn't even have a nightmare last night. It was your first fulfilling rest in what felt like forever. Rain from the previous evening soaked the ground, leaving a light fog in the air. The sky was still dark and overcast, promising more heavy weather to come. As your sneakers splashed through a shallow puddle, you suddenly found your leg blocked by something.

"What the-?" There, on the wet sidewalk next to your foot, sat your oddball companion Vita. He was wearing a bright yellow rainslicker, despite there being no rain at the moment. The boy slowly turned your way, looking up at your with a glare for a moment before realizing who it was.

"Oh hi Y/n!" Vita greeted, his head tilting to the side a bit.

"Sorry, didn't..." You trailed off as you noticed Vita was holding something. "See you there." You finished, not being able to help but stare at your friend's hand. Worms. In the palm of his hand, he was holding a handful of slimy, wriggling, living worms. "Do I even want to ask about...?" Hesitantly, you pointed at Vita's hand.

"Whoops! My bad." Vits scurried over on his hands and knees to a nearby patch of dirt, and gently set the worms down. "I was saving them." He explained while standing up. "They wanted help." He whispered, tilting his head further to the side and staring at you with wide eyes.

"Whatever you say buddy." You sighed, already used to the boy's shenanigans by now. After taking a few steps down the pavement you looked back to find Vita just watching you expectantly. "...want to walk together?" You asked carefully. Vita simply nodded and ran over to match your stride.

"You look well rested." Vita chirped while you pressed the crosswalk button.

"Thanks? You too."

"Really?" Vita glanced at you quizzically. "I didn't sleep one-bit last night! The sound of rainfall is too distracting. Don't you think?"

"Not really..." You admitted, examining your friend carefully as he was distracted by passing cars driving through puddles. He looked suspiciously well rested for someone who stayed up all night. If anything, he looked better than you had ever seen him. Vita, in the time you'd known him, always looked sickly in some way. It was rare to see him without dark circles under his eyes, or a bandage somewhere on his body. His skin, which usually held an unhealthy bleakness, looked warmer and healthier. He seemed more alive overall.

"Ready for this afternoon?" Vita asked out of the blue.

"Huh?" You asked dumbly.

"Aren't you are coming over?" Vita reiterated slowly.

"Oh!" Crap. You completely forgot agreeing to that yesterday. Vita was giving you an intense and serious look, the kind of look that spelled 'If you say no I'm going to kill you'. "Of course!" You laughed nervously, doing your best not to cave under the pressure of Vita's stare.

"Cool!" Vita suddenly smiled. "My Umi insisted on making you dinner, so I hope you have an appetite. She's making Koshari."

"Sounds wonderful V." You breathed in relief, glad to be free of Vita's angered expression. It was surprisingly intimidating. You now understood why nobody at school messed with the guy more than once. Before you could continue to school, you realized your walking buddy was no longer by your side. Looking back, you found him stopped stock still in his tracks. "You okay?"

"You started calling me V." He whispered, a mix of confusion and wonderment floating across his features. "I need a nickname for you."

"Oh no..." You mumbled, facepalming.

"Is something wrong?" Vita frowned.

"No." You groaned. "I already have a nickname but it's really dumb." You briefly uncovered your face, only to find Vita watching you pleadingly. Finally you sighed, caving from the pitiful expression. "Awhile back my friend Jaya started calling me Jojo."

"Jojo..." Vita tested out the name and smiled. "I like it! Jojo suits you."

"Great..." You grumbled in embarrassment. The two of you parted ways after reaching the courtyard, agreeing to walk to Vita's house together after school.

...........

PE class, in your eyes, had always been a cruel and unusual punishment. For some odd reason, your school required all students to serve a one year sentence in the class in order to graduate. So here you unfortunately were.

You hated days like this. Days where it was too wet to go outside so the coaches locked you in the gym, dumped a container of balls in the middle of the room, and told you to have a field day. The beautiful and chaotic art of dodgeball has one simple objective, dodge the ball.

The crack of cheap rubber balls hitting the brick wall behind you rang out like cannon fire. To the opposing team it wasn't a game, it was war. Meaning, you were going to die. Or....at the very least, walk out of class with a bruise or two. Maybe this was why you hadn't died fighting an enemy stand yet. It didn't matter if you were an outcast, loner, Star football player, nerd, geek, or just a plain student. Nobody was safe. In this battle, there were those who limped out of class sobbing, and survivors. It was evil, it was cruel, and it gave the most savage side of your peers some time to shine through.

At this point, three rounds had gone by. So far you had been hit in the shin, ribs, and shoulder. The hit from round one made you trip, skinning you knee in the process. Round two knocked the wind out of you. And round three left you with a sore spot on your shoulder. It was a wonder you were still well enough to endure one final round of torment. It was a miracle when you managed to be one of the last five men standing.

You managed to keep your eyes on the opposing team the whole round, but your luck had to run out eventually. As you were sidestepping a poorly pitched ball, you failed to notice you walking right into the crosshairs of a strong armed upperclassman.

The next few moments happened in perfect, succinct sequence it would be impossible to replicate. The stars aligned for you today. Just as you noticed the ball sailing in the direction of your face, a hand reached out and caught it. The catch was so close the smell of rubber wafted across your face. You stood frozen in shock at the turn of events.

"Thanks." You murmured breathlessly, still gazing straight ahead at the ball that had been barely an inch from giving you a broken nose. Looking up, you found the familiar and reddened face of Lennia Heart.

"No problem." She replied, quickly hurling the ball back to the other side of the room.

.....

Your team wound up winning the final round of the game. As your classmates quickly ran from the gym upon class change, you lagged behind, having some trouble with your bookbag. You couldn't help but scratch your head when you found the strap of your bag was completely missing. There was no way it could have come off on its own, it had to have been cut. For a moment you were worried someone had been rifling through your bag, but after a quick check, you found everything in its rightful place. During that same check though, you oddly found the metal shard among your school supplies. You didn't remember putting it in your bag yesterday, but with everything that happened, you wouldn't put it past yourself to have forgotten doing something as simple as that.

"Everything alright Y/n?" Turning around, you were once again face to face with the student council vice president. Lennia stood over you, looking curious. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She had also changed out of her PE uniform into a black skirt and plain white blouse.

"Yeah, everything's fine." You smiled, picking up your bookbag. "By the way Lennia, you definitely saved me from another trip to the nurse's office. So really, thank you."

"It was nothing, my instincts must have kicked in." Lennia looked away, pink dusting her cheeks. As you were situating your now strapless bag in your arms until something fell out. Lennia gazed down at the object strangely. It was the bag containing the metal shard. "What is that?"

"Nothing." You momentarily panicked, scrambling to pick it up. "Don't worry about it." Lennia managed to reach the bag before you did. Out of panic and a lack of time to think you grabbed the girl's wrist. "Don't." You ordered sternly.

"Oh..." Lennia stared into your eyes, too encapsulated by the feeling of your hand to notice she was unconsciously clenching her fist. "Ow!" Lennia suddenly dropped the bag in favor on cradling her now bleeding palm.

"You okay?" You looked down to find the metal shard had cut through the bag and sliced the girl who was holding it.

"I'm fine." Lennia breathed, examining her small wound.

"No, that's bleeding a lot. Here." You motioned for her to wait a moment. In a matter of seconds, you retrieved a small first aid kit from your backpack. "Lucky I started carrying this around." You laughed, taking out a Band-Aid.

"Y/n..." The words caught in Lennia's throat as she watched you place the bandage on her injury.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you, but I really can't afford to lose this." You quickly picked up the metal shard and put it back in your bag.

"What-" Lennia started, but you fixed her with a hard look.

"Don't worry about it." You insisted while walking towards the exit. "Trust me, you're better off staying out of it."

"Y/n wait!" You stopped, turning back to Lennia. The girl suddenly became bashful, unable to meet your eyes. "C-can we talk sometime?"

"I thought we were talking right now?"

"W-we are, but...I wanted to talk about something personal with you." Lennia paused. "Privately."

"Sure." You shrugged. "I wanted to talk to you about something as well."

"R-really?" Lennia's eyes lit up as she looked up at you expectantly.

"I wanted to ask about the whole rumor going around about you and I dating."

"Oh! That..."

"I just wanted you to know I have no idea who started it, but it wasn't me. I genuinely hope it isn't causing you any trouble."

"Right." Lennia looked away to hide her disappointment. "It hasn't caused me any trouble." She assured you.

"Great." You breathed in relief. "I really didn't want to hurt you Lennia." The girl went completely rigid as he face got redder.

"Y-you got my name right..." Lennia murmured quietly to herself with wide eyes.

"Well I hope we can move past this, maybe we could become more than just acquaintances." You gave the vice president a friendly pat on the shoulder. "Certain events recently have taught me not to judge people too quickly." You thought back to when you first met Vita and Tim. "I think maybe the two of us can be friends someday."

"Right...friends." Lennia sighed.

"I'm sorry, but I really need to get to my next class." You apologized while heading to the gym's exit. "See you in literature class."

"S-see you then." Lennia waved sadly as you left. After you were out of sight she looked down at her bandaged palm and frowned. It didn't hurt anymore. Curious, the girl slowly ripped off the adhesive and examined her palm.

The wound was gone.