#anyway i do have something to add to kakyoin and jolyne knowing one another and i'll gladly explore that further

[antirepurp]

brain's orbiting around the idea of pucci getting to know jolyne pre-stone ocean on neutral terms and through bonding with her has his whole fixation with reaching his personal heaven challenged because suddenly it involves hurting a kid he's grown to care about. unfortunately i have no original or interesting way to execute the concept so i remain in orbit

[manicpixiedreamkakyoin]

🎃jotaro/kakyoin halloween fic recs 🎃

this is by no means a conclusive list. it already got too long, so i refrained from adding mermaid AUs, animal AUs (kitsunes & the like), and general fairytale AUs. not everything was written for halloween, but everything here passed my vibe check.

tags & warnings have not been added to the list for brevity; please open the ao3 links & check if you so desire.

for the most part these are fluffy, there isn't too much gore or unhappy endings (some are bittersweet though) because i personally really needed some fluff 2day.

"Additional Notes" are my comments, in case you're wondering why I recced something or what I have to say about it.

anyway, enjoy! feel free to add recs if you want!

DEMON AUs

Dream Encounters by orphan_account | Word Count: 6.9k | Summary: Jotaro has been having strange dreams about a certain demon. One night he decides to try and catch it. | Additional Notes: Incubus Kakyoin AU ft. high school student Jotaro. I just thought it was cute.

Something Wicked This Way Comes by mahbecks | Word Count: 10.4k | Summary: Jolyne Kujo, self-taught witch, has been summoning lesser demons from the Void for years to help her with all sorts of things - chores, homework, chasing off rude boys. Calling upon a demon’s services to provide her father companionship while she’s away should be easy, then, right? …right? | Additional Notes: This has become one of all my all time favourite things very fast. I've already read it 4x? 5x? and it's been up for maybe 3 days. Haha. No shame. It's deeply funny and endearingly chaotic, and the characterisation is absolutely on point.

just another bloody mary by arenathesia | Word Count: 10.5k | Summary: Noriaki never thought losing his virginity would be like this. He already knew it wasn’t going to be everything he'd ever imagined, because Dio promised it was going to be everything he’d ever wanted instead. It would have been. It was supposed to be. Noriaki was meant to find something close to salvation in Dio’s touch, to feel anointed every time Dio kissed his forehead, and instead he caught Dio with an altar boy in God’s house, telling him the same lines, whispering the same sweet nothings and only smirking at Noriaki’s disbelief. Perhaps that was why Noriaki decided to walk backward and find hell instead. | Additional Notes: Noriaki with Dio as an ex getting together with Jotaro is a fond favourite of mine. Bonus here: Jotaro being the demon that Noriaki summons, to fuck. sign me UP.

GHOST AUs

this love ain't made for the faint of heart by librisdedita | Word Count: 29.5k | Summary: Jotaro and Joseph arrive back home knowing where they've been, what happened to them, what they've done; it may be awful and miserable, but it's a familiar misery. Holly doesn't know at all. The end of SDC, and what happens after. | Additional Notes: The Jo/Ka is not the main focus of this fic but it's enough of a classic that I had to put it on here. Holly is a main character, as she deserves!

séance by glasscamellias | Word Count: 830 words | Summary: The social scene for ghosts in Morioh was never bustling, so when Reimi caught sight of another ghost, she had to reach out. It was the least she could do for someone who had died so violently and with so much regret. | Additional Notes: I want to live inside this AU. it is so masterfully done.

Invisible Touch by lazyserendipity | Word Count: 10.1k | Summary: Jotaro stepped into the dark, dusty hotel room in Cairo where he planned to stay for the next couple of weeks. He made eye contact with a young man lingering in the corner. He was dead. He had that faint glow about him that Jotaro knew meant he was a ghost. He quickly scrutinized him. Judging by his mullet, high-waisted pants, and penny loafers, the young man had been dead for quite some time. Jotaro sighed at the inconvenience of it all. | Additional Notes: I've read this one like 6 or 7 times. One of those high stakes yet soft fluff kind of AUs, I adore those.

what is living is burning by desertmint | Word Count: 45k | Summary: Forty-nine days of mourning. Kujo Jotaro finds it hard to say goodbye. The ghost doesn’t make things any easier. It became clear that Jotaro was losing his mind. There was no other explanation. He walked into his classroom the following Monday and saw a dead boy sitting on his desk. | Additional Notes: Locked to users only. A pretty sad fic that deals with grief & letting go, but I found it cathartic, so despite the overall theme of this rec list trying to be light-hearted, I wanted to include this.

ZOMBIE AUs

Jotaro's Guide to Making Friends with the Undead by Le_Croissaints | Word Count: 2.1k | Summary: "You’re dying,” Jotaro says in a wonderful display of his intelligence.“I believe the term undead would be more accurate,” the red-haired thing replies dryly, stuffing his eyeball back into its face.“Who the fuck are you?”“Kakyoin Noriaki, in the flesh.” He gives a stiff bow, awkward from his position and the hole in his torso. He grimaces. “Or perhaps lack thereof.” AU in which Dio caused a zombie apocalypse, and Jonathan saved humanity by creating an underground world to live in. Generations later, Jotaro meets an undead Kakyoin Noriaki.

Writober Fics Day 7 - Til Death Do Us Part by indevan | Word Count: 813 words | Summary: “We found a book and Josuke decided to summon your dead boyfriend for your birthday and he stole his earring from your hotel room to do it and anyway now he’s a zombie or something.” “Okuyasu! Don’t tell him everything!” | Additional Notes: This fic has been tagged "Casual Necromancer Josuke" which is everything I never knew I needed. It's a bit silly and that's why I love it, tbh.

WITCH AUs

Devil On His Shoulder by orphan_account | Word Count: 11.6k | Summary: It's close to Kakyoin's graduation, and, man, he just really doesn't want to go. | Additional Notes: I'm not sure if it's stated or just strongly implied, but Kakyoin is a witch in this if I remember right. Also, modern AU. It's a bit heavy/intense so heed the warnings, but the happy ending makes up for it & I really love this fic.

rose quartz knuckledusters by glasscamellias | Word count: 639 words | Summary: Jotaro Kujo is dissatisfied and stifled in the life of a kitchen witch but doesn't know the right path. Noriaki Kakyoin is forging their own chaotic practice, one that has no need for human interaction. Both are human disasters. | Additional Notes: cute fic that shows a snippet into an AU i am frankly quite obsessed with.

OTHERS

Everyone Hates Escort Missions by assuredsky | Word Count: 4.8k | Summary: Snapshots from the time Jotaro had to escort a beautiful elf back home, and also kind of fell in love with him. | Additional Notes: Elf Kakyoin!! Need I say more? Anyway this piece is really dreamy and atmospheric. I adore it.

the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine by undeadarchivist | Word Count: 20.6k | Summary: When he first saw the ad, he’d thought it was a joke. Looking for a werewolf to be my emotional support dog. Must know when to shut the hell up. Do NOT contact with unsolicited offers. | Additional Notes: Unfinished (last updated in 2018) but it doesn't end in a cliffhanger or stressful place. It is worth reading despite not being complete imo, it is definitely one of my favourite things on this list.

a list of things that fall by glasscamellias | Word Count: 1.6k | Summary: In a way, she had known all her life that she was born with something extra, an inherited wound of a past life that she tried to clean and stitch as best she could. Jotaro was so, so lonely, and Hoshiko didn't know how to help him. | Additional Notes: Reincarnation AU! I can guarantee that this reads differently from whatever you're expecting. It defies expectations and I adore it.

the uncanny study of an arachnid's heart (series) by minamimaru | Word Count: 8.7k | Additional Notes: Spidercryptid Noriaki & a Jotaro who is oddly charmed by this creature. Literally one of the cutest things in the world.

An Odd Dynamic by thisislegit | Word Count: 100k | Summary: Kakyoin sat on the edge of the bed with their hands folded over their lap. Jotaro expected a binding magic around his limbs, but found that he could sit up easily. What the fuck just happened? His face must’ve shown his confusion because Kakyoin let out a small laugh. | Additional Notes: Locked to users only. Please mind the tags. Also this isn't really a classic getting together kind of fic, if you're looking for romantic Jotakak gratification you will not find that here. That said, the world this takes place in is really intriguing.

[jojotier]

Sick Day

(aka way to get an entirely preventable cold oh unbreakable one)

“Jojooooo…” Noriaki moaned, lifting his face from the sheets. “Why does my body hate me so-” The melodramatic spiel in the making was cut off abruptly by a raucous set of wet coughs that filled the room and only served to make Noriaki feel like his lungs had liquefied and were in danger of staining the surgical mask he wore. Of course, no such thing happened, as the source of his congestion was still very unhelpfully localized in his chest region and not dripping from the white cloth over his mouth.

Jotaro raised an eyebrow at him. “Maybe because you chased a stand user for three sustained hours into a river, and then proceeded to get yourself soaked to the bone in said river diving after him.”

“Thank you for reminding me- I was just in the process of forgetting everything over the last twenty-four hours.” He wrinkled his nose, holding back a sneeze and just causing his chest to feel uncomfortably swelled for a few seconds. A box of tissues was very gently, but insistently pressed against his side, and Noriaki looked up to see Star Platinum’s wide-eyed face peering down at him. He sighed and took a couple tissues, trying to see if his smile could make it through the mask.

“Thank you- you can just set that box on the table, along with the car…” And the various books, and his sketchpad, and his entire set of paints, and essentially anything that Star Platinum could get his hands on to bring. Noriaki didn’t even know he still had those brushes, and hell if he knew where the bright pink toy car had come from since it wasn’t as if Jolyne had come to Morioh. 

Noriaki went back to being generally miserable with a sour little, “Besides, it was an important chase…”

Star Platinum’s hulking form went to set the tissues aside and then went off, presumably to find more things to bring to the ever-growing hoard surrounding Noriaki in their hotel bed. Jotaro came over from where he’d been packing up his supplies, apparently deciding to forego the general starfish dissection and experimentation for the day to do something that didn’t add to the disgusting smell of vomit that had gone throughout the hotel suite just hours before. Noriaki could feel Jotaro’s eyes on him, and he lifted his head up just a bit to look back at him, realizing that he was carrying water and a damp cloth.

“Three hours. You didn’t stop running for three hours straight. And then you jumped into a river that was half frozen over.” Jotaro stared at him for a moment and Noriaki turned over onto his back, huffing.

“My spine and several bones are cybernetic.” Noriaki scoffed, trying to prop himself up on his elbows despite all of his limbs having taken on the consistency of jello. He heard Jotaro shuffling around, the clink of a bowl, and a small trickle of water. “What’s the point of basically being a cyborg if you don’t take advantage of it?”

“Your immune system isn’t cybernetic- you can’t even make something like that cybernetic. Have some common sense, Noriaki.”

“Are you really trying to lecture me about common sense? That’s really rich coming from you after the rat incident-”

Jotaro’s lips twitched the slightest bit as he winced. “Give me a break…. Are you still on the rats? It’s been weeks.”

“Oh, you best believe-” Noriaki paused to cough out his own mortal life before continuing somewhat shakily, “Believe, that I’m still on it.” His voice dropped as deep as he could manage, eyebrows furrowing in an exaggerated approximation of his boyfriend’s sour expression. “My name is Kujo Jotaro, and I can apparently track two tiny rats through a field but God forbid I think to not touch the obviously poisonous projectiles that an enemy is throwing directly at my face.”

Jotaro raised his eyebrows again, and then replied in a slightly snotty, nasally tone of voice, “My name is Kakyoin Noriaki and I jump into frozen rivers in the middle of summer that are obviously caused by the stand user I’m chasing after because god forbid I think any of my reckless actions through.”

“He would’ve gotten away otherwise!” Jotaro finally made his way over with the bowl, wringing out a cloth loudly by Noriaki’s bedside and folding it up. Even if the cool touch of the cloth on his fevered forehead was very much appreciated- as was the way Jotaro’s hand lingered and gently touched his cheek- Noriaki was still rather cross with him anyway. Perhaps some slightly unsound judgments had been made the day before- but that didn’t mean that Noriaki regretted them. Even though he sorely regretted contracting this cold. 

“Mhm.” Jotaro hummed, just staring Noriaki down with an entirely unimpressed look. Noriaki got the message loud and clear- I still think you were being an absolute dumbass. At least the dumbassery got results...

Noriaki laid back and sulked a bit, trying to hold back another phlegm-filled cough as he peered up at Jotaro. “This sucks.” He grumbled, nose wrinkling. Then he immediately descended into sounding like a thirteenth-century English peasant, complete with boils popping in his throat to come up as a wad of mucus. Noriaki whined, looking up at Jotaro. 

“I can see that,” Jotaro said, staring back at him before starting to move away again. Noriaki wanted to grab Jotaro’s hand to get it back onto his feverish self, but that seemed a little too much like conceding defeat. “You need cough drops.”

“I need some soup,” Noriaki mumbled, turning his head to look at Jotaro despite knowing full well that this hotel room had no kitchen in sight. Hierophant finally poked his head out from where he had been similarly sulking under the bed, only poking himself out enough to send two tendrils to tug at Jotaro’s jacket sleeves. “But like... my mom’s soup.”

“Your mom lives three hours from here.” 

“I’m very well aware of this.”

Hierophant tugged on Jotaro more insistently, trying to pull him back towards the bed. Noriaki probably should have stopped the stand, but at this point, the thing had a mind of its own. As his equally sick stand started retreating from the bed and winding itself underneath Jotaro’s jacket, Noriaki stared pointedly at him. “Please though.” 

“How exactly am I supposed to get your mom’s soup all the way out here.”

“I don’t know- phone Speedwagon or something. I don’t care! Just please?” Noriaki pouted through his surgical mask. “Your shit attitude is making me feel even crummier.” 

Jotaro finally gave a little sigh, muttering, “Good grief... fine, I’ll grab you some of your mom’s soup.”

“Yayyy.” Noriaki mumbled before another hacking fit got in the way. 

“Want me to grab you the puke bucket?”

“Ugh, no thanks...” At least, not for now...