#My Shining Star

[ikaishere]

[coloredlion]

Grace sketches bc I’m in an art funk

[weirdgirlsparrow]

her greatest moment

[ofalltheginjoints]

PETE WENTZ FOR NYLON

“The goal is to keep being the cat who comes back into pop culture.”

[kadextra]

thinking about her <3

[skywewe]

HAPPY FRODO FRIDAY ITS FRODO FRIDAY ITS A VERY SPECIAL FRODO FRIDAY BECAUSE THIS FRODO FRIDAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY

[eterniravioli]

charles leclerc you deserve to be adored, to be revered, to be loved for the rest of your days

[yveshb]

i think we should all just live.

[quek-a-sketch]

Captain Edyn from my au Black Rose Kids!!

This is a DTIYS on twt and yknow what feel free to do it here too if y'all want!

[uhohbestie]

I've been reading and enjoying the heck out of Of Gods And Redstone by @swamp-chicken.

Wanted to draw some fanart of an early scene, with Etho recovering while Bdubs' works on his field.

They're so calm and domestic. Surely nothing will go wrong :')

[mirrorballhughes]

look at pookie!! hes so happy!!!! i love him hes my shining star🩷🩷🩷

[forgotmysword]

a special happy pride to the most relatable gay bitch of all time

[aetheternity]

He's the only thing that matters 💞

[seerin]

Happy Birthday my shining star ⭐️⭐️⭐️

[bladedhatsandstars]

Strutting the Ogre Street

For @stellamortua

“Are you sure about this, Mr. Joestar?” The thug eyed his companion and the sling his arm was in. He’d considered asking Jojo to hide a shiv in it, but imagery of Dio’s treachery made him forego the idea. He had tried to figure out a way to hide the state of Jonathan’s injuries but the poor man was lucky enough to have one arm out of the sling. They couldn’t rush the other.

“My mates will be happy to see us, but there’s still a few who would take a shiv to us.” He reminded Jonathan again, trying to distract himself from his thoughts. Like Jonathan, he was still haunted by flashbacks, but he had more than ghosts of the past to worry about now. Especially with him unable to use his trademark weapon… He’d Liked that hat. He’d worked hard on assembling and balancing it just right…

Unable to argue with his puppy-eyed pal, Robert squared his jaw and shoulders. “Right. Watch your back now. Off we go…”

He hopped out of the carriage, eyed their surroundings, and turned to offer an arm to Jonathan. They’d have to make their way on foot, since the rookery where he lived did not have a direct road to it.

He stayed quiet as he led Jonathan through a maze of alleys, bridges, and even down through what used to be someone’s basement. He’d wondered if his statuesque friend could fit through there but Jonathan wanted the full Old Nichol Street Experience. There wasn’t a more genuine experience than going through someone’s yard, past their latrine, and through their fence. Luckily no one was around to pitch a fit or a bottle at them.

He paused and held his hand out to stop Jonathan. He held his finger to his lips, eyes glittering with warning. Even though anyone they’d face on this street would pale in comparison to the horrors they’d faced at the Joestar mansion, Robert still wished to spare his pal and himself a dustup right now.

The wind was against their backs, which did not assist Robert in his scanning. His friends knew they were coming and would have prepared the way for them, but this one patch of town was particularly rough. Robert had control over most of the gangs in town, but there was always an outlier or two who didn’t agree with how he ran things.

So far so good… But Robert wasn’t taking chances.

“Stay here.” He hissed a whisper.

With that, he pulled himself up a window onto the roof. He knew from experience this roof would hold him. He scanned the area again, and leapt to the next roof. He landed less gracefully than he’d planned but he managed not to cause too much commotion. He wasn’t keen on becoming a street pancake when he was so close to his goal.

Hmm… Where was that panhandler who always lurked on this corner… It had been over a month since Speedwagon left home, and anything could happen in that time, but he was suspicious of change until he knew the logic behind it.

Ah. There he is! Poor boozer had gotten himself another bottle. He should be distracted enough not to raise the alarm, but just in case…

Robert returned to the street and sauntered up to the panhandler, greeting him casually. Per usual, the sod gave him a toothless grin and a few hurried words of respect. Robert tossed him a coin, asked for the gossip on the street, and bid him farewell.

He soon spied the other fellow he was looking for. He approached. Insults were traded. Things grew hot under the collar. And then, just as Robert expected, the bloke backed off. Robert hid his smirk and bid him adieu, ignoring the rude gesture he received in reply.

He made his way back to Jonathan, whistling confidently to himself. There was no need to hide now. They could make their way home unmolested. That is… assuming Jonathan had actually waited like Robert told him to.

[leolingo]

and all throughout the most absurd twists roiers voice acting is STILL top tier how does he do it