#but yeah Giorno shows his DIO side here

[highdio]

(Anon who asked for my thoughts on Dio's relationships and dynamics, I drafted a reply but tumblr ate the whole thing. I think I remember enough of your ask to reply here:)

I guess for me Dio's relationship with Pucci is his most interesting because Araki shows an entirely different side of Dio, and, although Dio doesn't do things that don't benefit him personally, it still feels the most like a real "friendship." Weird to say this but the Eyes of Heaven game gave me better insight into their dynamic: the game is good about fitting in canon lines of dialog, and it becomes really obvious that Dio uses different words and phrases with Pucci than he does with any other character in the series, even apologizing (!) to him at one point. This really stands out, and it's in contrast even with how Dio speaks to Jonathan, where, even in the last chapters, there's formality and distance. I also think that although Dio insists he "respects" Jonathan in those last scenes, there's still some underlying rudeness to how he addresses him (flat-out calling Jonathan "my body" a few times) that makes me feel that his newfound respect is still conveniently self-serving (that Dio never truly dispenses with that mental hierarchy he's got where he's above all others).

Overall, I've felt EoH has one of the best Dio adaptations in the franchise, it's kind of funny that a console fighting game stands that far above other adaptations for its character consistency. As with Pucci, I like Dio's in-game interactions with Mariah: in the manga, we only see things from her side but their in-game dialog feels like they're about to break into some campy love duet a la Elton John and Kiki Dee.

So you can add Mariah to the list of characters I'd like to have seen more (any?) Dio interactions with. There was some of this in Demonic Heartbreak but you know I think it's too OOC.

So yeah, I'd like to see more interactions between Dio and some of his minions, and of course with Giorno. Dio didn't get to know Giorno and it would be really interesting to see how that would go.

Dio's and Enya's relationship is pretty cool too.

[giogio-gucci-gangstar]

Giorno’s Dinner Party: Mudad Adventure pt ?

Summary: Hol Horse enrages little GioGIo, so obviously he is forced to take drastic measures to put Hol in his place. 

CW: Giorno acting like his father, attempted murder, DIO the bad dad encourages said murder, no actual murdering tho

Disclaimer: Obviously DIO reads ancient history and philosophy to Giorno as a bedtime story. He thinks graphic Greek tragedies are perfectly age appropriate for a five year old. 

That was the last straw, Giorno thought to himself. His chubby cheeks were red with rage and little fists were clenched as he stiffly stomped down the hall. Hol Horse was going to pay for his sins dearly. And Giorno knew exactly how he was going to exact his revenge on the weird cowboy man. 

A maniacal little giggle escaped his mouth as he changed directions in the corridor, opting instead to run into the part of the backyard where Enyaba kept what she called a “dangerous garden”. The name sounded so inviting Gionro couldn't resist! He was hoping for something scary like a venus flytrap or another plant that could bite. He giggled again imagining Hol Horse running around while a plant bit his butt. 

However, Giorno’s evil little dream was crushed when he pushed open the doors to her greenhouse. There were just neatly manicured rows of what looked like herbs. And the whole place reeked of garlic. No wonder DIO didn't come back here at all. 

Giorno scrunched up his nose at the smell and tried to breathe through his mouth. He walked briskly down the aisles looking for anything that could make this garden even the tiniest bit dangerous. He also made a promise to himself to grab the first possibly painful thing he saw because the smell was starting to make him gag. 

Basil? No, that tastes good. Cilantro? He was sure he could find something that tasted worse than soap. Mint? No, that also tasted too good… Hemlock? Now, that one sounded familiar. Oh yes it was! Giorno distinctly remembered this one because it was one of the rare bedtime stories DIO had told him. Some guy named Socrates drank it to kill himself or whatever. The details were fuzzy, he remembered DIO called Socrates some names at this point, but it was poisonous! And boy did he want to poison Hol Horse! 

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Hol Horse looked between DIO and Gionro skeptically. Yeah it was odd to have dinner with either of them, but the way Giorno kept laughing to himself scared the shit out of him. Honestly it was scarier than how DIO was staring at him. Hol had nervously tried to excuse himself from the table but DIO wouldn’t allow it. 

“Now now Hol, don't be in such a rush. I'm sure Giorno has something spectacular planned for dinner. It's not everyday he requests both of us to join him.” DIO just grinned. He seemed a little jealous that his son had invited this mess of a man to dinner with him, but he seemed intent on letting whatever Giorno had planned play out. 

The servant brought DIO a glass of his “special wine” while Giorno rushed in with what looked like half cooked pasta with cut up leaves. Hol Horse eyed it nervously; it looked very suspicious. Ok that was an understatement, everything in this mansion was suspicious but this plate of pasta looked like it could kill him. And that glare in Giorno’s eyes looked like he wanted it to. 

Hol spared a glance towards DIO to see him trying to cover up a fit of laughter with a cough. Hol started nervously laughing too, at which DIO suddenly stopped. 

“Won’t you try a bite Hol? It looks like Giorno worked very hard on it.” DIO purred. He had noticed immediately what sort of “herb” GIorno had used to garnish Hol’s pasta. It was an adorable first attempt at murder and he wanted to make the moment last. 

“Ah sir, and kid, Im sorry but I just had a huge lunch and this sorta leafy thing isn't really my uh thing.” Hol was sweating. The pasta was definitely poisoned. It could not have looked more poisoned if a giant cartoon skull and bones formed from the steam rolling off of it. It literally screamed Hol Horse’s Poison, Poison for Hol Horse, Poison made especially for Hol Horse, Stuff that will Poison Hol Horse. 

DIO let out a dramatic sigh and extended a hand to console Giorno. 

“Im sorry my dear but I dont think it’s time for Hol Horse to eat that just yet. He still has a contract with Daddy, remember.” Giorno’s lip started to quiver. “But, if Hol Horse did something to hurt you we might have to reconsider that contract…” 

Hol Horse had to have misheard that right? The world started to spin, when Giorno’s piercing yell tore through him.

“HOL HORSE CALLED MY DRAWING OF A LADYBUG A COCKROACH” The child was seething as it clung to DIO’s waist. Hol was scared shitless but DIO just snickered. 

“Hm that was a very insensitive thing to say Hol Horse” Oh god this was it, DIO was finally going to kill him, “But you know Giorno,” DIO picked up Giorno and plopped him onto his lap, “Hol Horse is American and they're not very smart. Even for them Hol is a bit of a dud. He probably wouldn’t even know what a good lady bug looks like if he saw one in real life.” 

Every bone in Hol Horse’s body had turned to jello. Yeah he knew working for an evil vampire with a revenge fantasy would be difficult, but he hadnt realized the job would make him a pawn in some terrifying soap opera of murder. Best to just go along with it he thought and tried to apologize to Giorno. 

Hol reached down to ruffle Giorno’s hair as a half-assed apology, but Giorno turned to him coldly and stated, “I have rabies and I will bite you.” That was enough demon child for today Hol Horse reckoned as he quickly walked out of the room before DIO could change his mind about letting him survive.

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“Come now Giogio, I'm sorry that didn't go as planned but how about you come hunting with me next week?” DIO tried to console his son the best way he knew how: Father Son Murder Spree.

“It's not the same.” Giorno pouted. Oh how absolutely adorable, DIO was tearing up, he wanted to kill for revenge! How pure!

[bitter-abt-bruno]

1-6 JoJos And If They’re Horny On Main

Idk I looked at the jojo world pics and I kinda made a whole HC off of them so here’s this. Um, as a token for part 6 being announced, here’s Jolyne as a bonus. I can’t believe this is my first actual post on here tho, I-

Jonathan Joestar:

WHY WOULD YOU EVER THINK HE’S HORNY ON MAIN????

My guy doesn’t even know what porn is

He don’t be horny PERIODT

He would honestly judge you for being horny on main, but he wouldn’t block you either

CONSTANTLY fights Dio for being horny on main

“IF I SEE AN IMAGE OF YOUR ‘THING’ oNE MORE TIME-”

He would be private so he won’t have horny people follow him, especially if Erina was on social media

He probably wouldn’t even have a social media acc anyways. Probably finds the whole thing sus tbh

Joseph Joestar:

Nah, he wouldn’t be horny, even tho he seems like he would tho

He’s FLIRTY on main

Maybe a little bit spicy???? Never horny tho

He may be a punk, but he’s still old-school

Jonathan chastises him but he won’t like fight him about it

He wouldn’t judge people for being horny on main, but he would be confused???

“Why are you so… Thirsty??? Tinder is a THING GUYS!”

Funnily enough, he wouldn’t be horny there either

Just thirsty as hell

He definitely would look at the nudes tho, he has no objections to that

Caesar would beat his ass about it

Jotaro Kujo:

????? MAYBE???? MAYBE NOT????

You’ll never know

He’s either too vague for you to know

Or he’s also private on main

Even his friends don’t know

But he WILL block you if YOU’RE horny on main

Don’t @ him for anything horny, he will block you

Except Kakyoin, he won’t do that for kakyoin

Kakyoin is the only exception

BUT HE LOOKS TOO PERVY FOR HIM TO NOT NOT BE HORNY ON MAIN!!

If he isn’t horny on main, then he’s DEFINITELY horny on the side

If you send him horny on the side… ;)

“Yare yare daze…”

*Proceeds to save the pic in question*

Josuke Higashikata:

Oh no he doesn’t be horny on main

That’s just it

Just no horny

But look at that pic

Going by THAT PIC???? Horny

And he’s proud of it, too

He’ll walk around, whipping out the horny

Like, canonically, he wouldn’t be horny on main, but he would repost anything that okuyasu would send

And okuyasu is vv horny on main

Like all the time

A L L  T H E  T I M E

“Oiii Josuke! Look at this!”

“Wooahhhhhh :)))”

Giorno Giovanna:

Yeah, but also no

Like he would like all the pics of the horny

But won’t ever post them

Or repost them

You’d never catch that

He hides his status, so you won’t know if he looked at what you sent to him

For all we know, this guy can be hella kinky

But you just know he horny somewhere.

Especially after he’s don like man how the fuck does someone exude horny energy yet doesn’t have much evidence for it wtf?????

Like, big dick energy, he has big horny on main energy.

No talk, no show; just horny

“...”

Jolyne Cujoh:

ALL HORNY

THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF JONATHAN

HORNY IS ALL SHE IS

WILL SEND HORNY

WILL TAKE HORNY

WILL REPOST HORNY

H O R N Y

ALL HER FRIENDS HORNY TOO

ITS THE HORNY SQUAD

I CAN’T STRESS THIS ENOUGH, H O R N Y

SHE BLUNT ABOUT IT TOOOOOOO

I wish I could lie but she would be the one to be horny in a conversation that has nothing to do with horny

Just… I’m horny, u horny??? Idk but wanna be horny????

Will back down if someone tells her to, but won’t take shit for judgements

Will argue on main with someone about horny shame, sending horny pics just to taunt

“Wanna DM me?? I can show you what I’m made out of ;))”

[c-c-cherry]

OOH I GOT A GOOD REQUEST,,,, How about Jonathan’s reaction to each of the jojos, and their jobros?

*Jonathan looking down at his absolutely fucked family tree, a single tear running down his cheek*

Listen...I always say that *insert literally any character* is the best parental figure but it's Jonathan hours which legally means I can call Jonathan best dad in this post regardless of anything I’ve said in the past about any other best dads.

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Lemme just implement my soft Jonathan headcanons first: 

-Soft man. The king of manly tears. Tears down toxic masculinity like a fucking bulldozer

-Knits AND crochets. He never had a mother growing up so when Erina came in with all these lovely, traditionally feminine skills, he wanted to learn ALL OF IT

-Arguably gives the best hugs out of every Jojo (Josuke is a pretty close second, though)

-Since this post is just an impossible dimensional pocket where anything can happen, him and Erina live in one of those old grandma cottage-houses with a comfy, old couch and tacky curtains and a really cute little garden

-Again, if this is a pocket dimension he’s definitely hosting the Joestar family reunion there

-Just one of those houses where everyone feels comfortable

-Is impossible to piss off (except if you do anything to the people he loves)

-Always speaks in a very soft, understanding voice even when he’s mad/disappointed

-The father figure all the Jojos wish they had

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Part 2:

-You know that face you make when you watch someone you love do something insanely stupid but you’re still trying to keep positive because you know from experience that trying to stop them is futile?

-Just this constant, wincing smile?

-Yeah. That pretty much sums up Jonathan’s expression within any vicinity of Joseph Joestar

-He loves the man. He really does. But oh my god is he a dumbass

-Jonathan is the type of man to like,,,make bread and talk about his feelings but Joseph wants none of that shit and that’s ok,,,Jonathan can and will find another way to bond

-Regardless, he loves his Himbo grandson and the two of them end up talking about Erina and Speedwagon and a lil bit of Hamon too :3

-CAESAR on the other hand—Jonathan is so fucking happy to see a descendant of the Zeppeli’s continuing the whole Hamon thing and managing to be friends with Joseph

-Although Joseph never wants to talk about it outside of fighting, Jonathan and Caesar both share this tender love for the healing aspect of it :’)

-He teaches Caesar how to do stuff like grow/heal plants and flowers and Caesar ends up growing his own sunflowers in Jonathan’s backyard :)

-Smokey reminds him of Poco and he literally just wants to protect him with his whole heart hhhhhhhh

-Suzi Q also reminds him of Erina, but he still has no idea how she puts up with Joseph’s bullshit (and whenever she can’t decide what to wear, he always helps)

-He penalizes Lisa Lisa for being a fucking Hamon coach and also smoking cause like-

Part 3:

-Hgggghnn HEAR ME OUT but between him and Joseph, Jotaro arguably has more qualities of Jonathan including this wonderfully secret, sweet, sensitive side

-Jonathan grows flowers using Hamon and braids them into Star Plat’s hair (he has practice when doing it with Erina) :))))

-Joot claims to hate the bread that Jonathan bakes but if he DOES make it y’all know you’ll find him sitting there, eating it, and talking about his feelings like a good man should (but only if no one else is around)

-Arguably the only responsible father figure in his life and the only one who would scold him for literally going to jail

-Also apologizes profusely for not killing DIO the first time ;(

-Kakyoin is the kind of person you could just sit in silence with for hours doing shit like reading or painting or something and Father Jojo is loving the vibe

-YES JONATHAN WOULD HAVE A HOME GARDEN and every year he grows cherries for Kak >:)

-Pol is a bit extreme for him, but if he can handle Joseph then he can handle this man

-As rich, Victorian boys often did, he definitely studied french as a kid and can surprisingly hold a pretty good conversation

-Him and Avdol!!!! Feed his chickens together!! And engage in lovely, civil conversation :)))))

-Holy definitely inherited Jonathan and Erina’s sweet nature and she’s always down to compare knitting techniques with him :)

Part 4:

-Is it....is it safe to say that Jonathan just adopts all of Morioh?

-Ok but Josuke gets along with everybody (Rohan doesn’t count hgfjgh) so you already know he’d be up for some nice familial bonding (though he wouldn’t show it initially)

-I feel like he’d be hesitant at first because him and Joseph are already on weird terms and he doesn't wanna “intrude” on the Joestar family or anything like that

-But our man Jonathan is here to reassure him that he’s still a part of the family and his cute little grandma house door is always open for him when he needs it

-Jonathan would bake that bread and Josuke would be sittin’ on that couch pouring his heart out before that shit even comes out of the oven

-Josuke’s the biggest out of his friends so getting completely engulfed in a nice, warm, loving Jonathan hug is the best shit

-Like instant serotonin :)

-Crazy Diamond doesn’t have any hair so no stand braiding :( BuT Josuke will let his hair down sometimes and you already know master weaver Jonathan Joestar is braiding in some purple flowers and shit :)

-Okuyasu isn’t that smart academically, but our man has a big heart and that’s all Jonathan cares about

-Jonathan always makes soup for him whenever he’s down because Oku’s mama used to make him soup when he was sad too ;-;

-The two bond over losing a mother at a young age and never being close with their father and feeling unwanted growing up and its the sweetest shit

-Koichi would just,,,,stare in awe because between Jonathan, Joseph, and Jotaro he feels like a fucking ant (and is honestly kinda scared)

-The first time they meet, Jonathan tries to ruffle his hair and accidentally PUSHES THE BOY INTO THE CONCRETE and he feels so bad after, that he spends all night knitting him a new sweater

-He gives it to Koichi with apologetic tears in his eyes and Koichi fucking LOVES IT with all his heart

-Rohan is extremely intrigued by all of this shit and they two of them spend hours talking about Jonathan’s life

-Rohan ends up giving him a painting of Erina and now Jonathan sends him his favourite cookies on his birthday every year

-Also him and Tonio are real good buds and Tonio never yells at Jonathan for “eating impolitely” like George used to because he knows its just a sign that he loves his food :)

Part 5:

-What can I say? Both Jonathan and Giorno got a love for flowers and life, and that’s literally all they do together

-Like,,,their happiness is in one giant, contagious loop because when Jojo’s really happy, his Hamon will just make shit bloom everywhere and when Giogio is happy, his stand will go fucking bonkers and change shit into plants

-Ok but what if,,,they braided flowers into each other’s hair? :D

-Jonathan would bake the bread. Giorno would sit hesitantly on the couch. The moment this kid takes a bite with that GOOD jam he’s like “HAHA there goes my stoic front whoops-”

-Jonathan thought Giorno would get cold in the winter so he crocheted a heart the size of his tiddy window and gave it to him for Christmas

-As I said previously, him and Bruno would go fucking hard on tea parties and all that shit -Both are the obvious mom friend, it’s impossible for them not to get along

-Abba’s a little,,,iffy about him, but eventually grows on him the more Abbacchio actually starts warming up to Giorno (for whatever reason)

-Jonathan’s never really had to deal with teenagers that much (aside from when he was one himself,) so he really has no idea what the hell to do around Narancia and Mista because they’re so young and he feels like a fucking grandma around them

-But they’re always really sweet to him and ask if he wants to play COD but Jonathan has no idea why they could wanna play with a fish so he just smiles and laughs and hopes its a joke :’)

-When Trish wants her nails done, best jonadad is here to do it. She wants her hair done? Jonathan’s got that special brush that doesn’t hurt when you’re doing tangles. Hugs? Infinite hug supplier, babey. He’s really out here doing whatever it takes to keep best girl happy

-Fugo is,,,quiet,,,but he always comes over and eats the strawberries in his garden when they’re ready for harvest

-He even helps make them into jam :)

-He also teaches Fugo Hamon breathing techniques when he caught wind of his anger and it actually helps him a lot

-He considers everyone in that house his family too, and always invites them over for social events at his pocket dimension grandma house

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Jonathan Joestar lives in my head rent free...

If you’ve got a head canon idea, my ask box is always open!! <3

[cassyapper]

Apart from Jotaro and Kakyoin (unfortunately) what are your other favourite jojo ships? I’d love to know

OHHHH POST YOUVE OPENED A CAN OF FUCKING WORMS LET ME GO OFF

i have a disease that makes me invested in the joestars’ happiness to an absurd level so bc of that a lot of ships i enjoy involve,,,one joestar,,,but there r others i swear let me just start rantingi

jonaeriwagon is soooooo so so cute it involves the most wholesome and purehearted jojo characters and it makes me smile so wide. erina and jonathan r childhood sweethearts and erina helped jonathan back on his feet after he lost EVERYTHING in the first fight against dio at the mansion. jonathan and speedwagon are best FRIENDS OKAY!! SPEEDWAGON LITERALLY CHANGES HIS ENTIRE WALK OF LIFE BECAUSE OF JONATHAN AND THE KINDNESS HE SHOWED HIM. i know erina and speedwagon didn't interact a whole lot in part 1 but like they're BEST. FRIENDS. in part 2, so much so joseph thought something was going on between them. i bring this up bc then it’s proof that this ship is full of ppl who just care for each other so much. they just adore each other and love each other and I'm crying

caejoseq is my FAVVV OKAY they're so stupid and in love. i love love love love imagining caesar and suziq falling in love slowly when he’s first training as lisalisa’s student and like they never do anything about it cause they're both so shy (yes caesar is shy bc these feelings r more genuine romance rather than sexual, unlike his other flings) but it’s obvious enough they both understand to a degree the other knows they like them sjkd;dn cuties. but then JOSEPH BARGES IN with his stupid hamon-breathing mask and his stupid blue-green eyes and his stupid lax personality combined with the moments he takes thing seriously during which is works hard as fuck/smart as fuck. he just completely sweeps them off their feet they had no fuckin warning whatsoever. so after a bunch of messy and intense pining from the both of them they eventually sit down and are like okay. we should do smth about feelings actually. so they Do and it ends with the polycule and I'm (”: smiling so wide they loved each other do u understand

AVPOL!! DO NOT GET ME STARTED OKAY it’s the survivor’s guilt and cherishing and longing for me sis!!!!!! I'm just saying both have pasts (araki said avdol’s backstory was so sad he didn't wanna put it into sdc so that’s where I'm drawing this from) that leave them focused on things other than their direct happiness/their own futures but then they connect and even though they're so fucking different they are SOOO different they're still the same on this level and i think!!! that would be everything for them finally someone who understands...listen I'm ging to go insane do you hear me. avdol loves this stupid fucking Frenchman so much because said stupid fucking Frenchman just cares so much about everything. meanwhile polnareff is in love with this fuckin god of a man who’s patient and kind and funny and a skilled enough fighter it’s stated explicitly in canon “oh avdol’s the one we need to worry about most not jotaro” like fuck polnareff is ENAMOURED WITH HIM!! AND I DONT FUCKING BLAME HIM!! and just dude. when pol thinks avdol came back to life and he starts crying tears of joy and hugs him so tightly and avdol just laughs but hugs him back imfmfjfj help. help. help. help. help. POLNAREFF LITERALLY ASKS HIM OUT ON A DATE THIS IS FUCKIN!!! CANON!!! i cant do this stupid fuckign idiots i love them

JOSUYASU!!!!!! TWO GUYS BEIGN DUDES WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT??? like listen we have such a SLEW of wholesome moments between these two the opening to the tonio episode is literally just them going on a date OKUYASU WAS GONNA FEED JOSUKE AND JOSUKE DIDNT EVEN FUCKING QUESTION IT OKAY THAT’S KINDA GAY THAT HAS ROMANTIC FUCKING UNDERTONES!! and them fighting against shigechi idk man i just love their dynamic it’s such a pleasant bro relationship and i love them. but even beyond the wholesome moments when okuyasu fucking dies josuke loses his SHIT!!! DO YOU HEAR ME HE GOES FUCKIGN INSANE!!!!! HE’S SCREAMING AND CRYING AND BEGGING OKUYASU TO WAKE UP AT THE EXPENSE OF HIS LIFE FUCKIGN HAYATO HAD TO SHRIEK AT HIM TO MOVE HIS ASS OUT OF THE WAY OF KIRA’S BOMB LIKE!! listen the recklessness and furiousness of josuke’s tactics after okuyasu “”died”” haunts me. he didn't want to live in a world without him and meanwhile okuyaus LITERALLY TRIUMPHS OVER DEATH BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE JOSUKE’S SIDE HELP ME GIRL FJKF;NDJN FUCK. fuck. so yeah i lvoe them

fugionara... any combination of this ship makes me go nuts okay okay. the dynamics in the bucci gang will forever leave me in tatters but THE ONES BETWEEN THESE THREE IN PARTICULAR. FUCK ME UP. it’s the healing it’s the animosity it’s the regret it’s the trying to figure out your own mentally ill self while also the world ur in with these ppl u love so much and I'm going crazy okay okay okay. idk how to quite put my feelings for them in worlds i just have a lot of them and they are fuckin. overhwelming. just narancia for example meant EVERYTHING to fugo as evidence by purple haze feedback (literally every other paragraph is a flashback) and the only time giorno cries in the anime is when narancia dies. meanwhile fugo saved narancia’s life and giorno knew when to take narancia seriously as opposed to a joke. and then THE WHOLE DISCUSSION ABOUT GRIEF FUGO AND GIORNO HAVE IN PURPLE HAZE FEEDBACK? listen something about these three make me go insane and feral

foolymes like okay. okay. I'm shaking like a dog trying not to go overboard on this justification just listen to me. hermes and jolyne first find someone to trust in prison in each other. jolyne cares abt her enough that she first learns how to use stone free’s string-on-a-telephone ability bc she wanted to watch over hermes. hermes loves nd respects jolyne that after she wakes up from getting a stand shes like “hm. wonder where jolyne is” and goes to find her before all that bullshit happened just hey okay LISTEN TO ME!! and then they get foo they save her it’s just like fucking kakyoin they give her another chance and they show her what relationships are supposed to be like (fulfilling) they enjoy her company and make her laugh and she makes them laugh in return ohmy god EVERYTHING FOO FIGHTERS DID WAS FOR JOLYNE AND HERMES DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!! the marilyn mansion debt collector arc. the kiss of love and revenge arc. foo fighter’s death. I'm going to eat rocks in an attempt to stop feeling oh my god JOLYNE DIDNT EVEN BELEIVE FOO FIGHTERS WAS DYING AND THEN SHE GOT HYSTERICAL LIKE “BUT WE CAN JUST REMAKE YOU RIGHT WE HAVE YOUR STAND DISC??” SHE DOESNT WANT HER TO GOOO HELP ME HELP ME. I'm in tatters these three girls loved each other so fucking much they just wanted each other safe and they DESERVED to be safe and happy together but araki is fucking evil

jotaweather I KNOW THIS IS A CRACK SHIP I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW DONT FUCKIGN LOOK AT ME JUST HEAR ME OUT. jotaro and weather r both of similar demeanor that is quiet soft-speaking intimidating strong big aura of sadness coming from them. both have powerful stands and both had real fucked up luck in the love department. i also hc both to be autistic so that’d be another similarity. i jus think them settling down together after everything went down in a stone ocean au would be very soft and sweet yknow? they wouldn't even necessarily start it off in a romantic sense but they just take the time to try and heal with each other and eventually it just kinda veers that way. yeah

gyjo for OBVIOUS reasons like are you serious? gyro changed johnny’s fucking lfie from the SECOND they first interact johnny begins to push himself and tries to reach further/go further. and in turn johnny shows gyro you cant always be a wet blanket you need to take a stand this both helps his resolve to save the kid AND helps him to take the measures necessary to get to his goal. like gyro would not have been able to find johnny in the “who shot johnny joestar?” arc if he hadn't gone through, say, the ring roadagain arc with johnny first. listen man their relationship is literally the catalyst for this whole part it’s the driving force i just. they love each other they love each other thank you goodnight I'm emo

yasugap is just so so so so sweet it makes me so happy,,like okay josuk8 literally has a daydream where all that happens is he gives yasuho some candy and she eats it and is like “aw josuke this is so good thanks!” and she smiles at him and that’s IT THAT’S THE DAYDREAM 😭 listen they just love each other so much and i am emo. they literally SAVED EACH OTHER OKAY LIKE yasuho pulls him from the dirt and like she mentioned during the flashback chapter with the hairpin and her dad, it was also the other way around....saving josuke also saved herself and just LISTEN TO ME. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. it’s a very sweet and healthy relationship and i hope to god araki makes it canon please sir ill bite you

anyway yeah these are the main main ones ? that i ship ship. like you'll get me excited if u mention them. anyway this post has gone on long enough so I'm gonna end it here by saying i really do have a thing where the relationship focuses on healing/helping one or both parties to save/improve themselves

[honeymoonshimbos]

All-Stars

HI! This piece is one I’ve written in a collab my best friend and I are doing. I don’t have ao3, so I will be posting my works here. However, they have already uploaded the first chapter here https://archiveofourown.org/works/26311690 The AU explores the characters in a more domestic, wholesome setting through a series of one-shots all centered in this universe we have created. There are emotional scenes and funny scenes. It will break your heart and mend it back together, like any good au will. I really do hope you consider checking out that chapter and giving my best friend support.

For the sake of this one-shot, some context will be necessary. In this au, Dio (adopted) and Jonathan are in their thirties and are the older brothers of twins Johnny and Joseph (19), Jotaro (17), Josuke (16), and Jolyne (14). Their parents, George and Mary Joestar, have tragically passed, so Jonathan is stepping in as a caretaker for them. Giorno (15) is Dio’s son. Diego Brando (26) is Dio’s brother from his biological mother. That being said, all of these relationships are explored and bring a fun dynamic to the AU.

SO, without further ado, here’s the GyJo you came here for.

“Hey, Gyro? I think I’m ready.”

He didn’t even have to ask what for. Gyro knew. He had been sitting back with Johnny, and the two of them were on the topic of tattoos. Gyro was showing off one he found on the internet that he was thinking about getting, but he didn’t know. He didn’t know where to put it either, so until he figured that out he was refraining. But Johnny… he had this plan since he was 15, and he’s told Gyro about it before one night when the two of them were up too late in each other’s arms knowing they had to be awake for class in just a few hours. A lot of their nights went like that.

Johnny Joestar used to dream of getting 9 stars tattooed onto the back of his right hand. One represented each of his siblings, one represented his nephew Giorno, and two represented his parents. After the accident happened, Johnny couldn’t bring himself to do it. He would always love his parents, don’t get him wrong, but even just thinking about the tattoo made him so sad. It reminded him of his life before it all went to shit. It reminded him of when his parents were still around and how he wanted to show it to them after he asked for money for his 18th birthday from everyone so he could go have the tattoo done.

His 18th birthday was long passed. His desire to get the tattoo faded along with his normal life, and up until now it rarely even crossed his mind because he forced it out so much. Thinking about it was painful. It was easier to just give up the idea until he was ready, if he  was ever ready.

Gyro made Johnny an appointment with his tattoo artist, and Johnny got to work drafting an idea. It wasn’t like he wanted anything complex, but going in blindly and completely trusting someone to permanently ink him without giving just a little example of what he wants was scary, despite how much Gyro trusted the guy. Gyro’s opinion was worth the world to Johnny, and he trusted him a lot, but this was his body they’re talking about here.

Regardless, Johnny had a draft drawn up with the size of the stars and the colors he wanted. When the day finally came around, Gyro and Johnny went to the tattoo parlor. The two waited their turn at the reception desk, and Johnny looked super pale. “You know you don’t have to do this, right? We can go home, pick up some McDonald’s on the way.” There was a McDonald’s right around the corner from Gyro’s apartment, they’d be all set.

“No, Gyro. I want to do this.” He felt… good. This was a good decision. This was something he needed to do. This was something he avoided doing because he knew it might upset him. It’s not like this will be a tattoo he regrets, though. His family will always be his family. He isn’t having a lover’s name inked onto his arm, or someone’s face on his leg. These were simple stars to represent his loved ones. And when he places his hand against his heart, they will all be there too.  

Moments later, the receptionist called them up. They got checked in, and then the artist emerged from a hallway with another client. He usually walked them out. When he saw Gyro, he gave him a small smile. “Good to see you, Gyro. This is Johnny?” He turned to the smaller man. Johnny observed the weird shape of his beard, and the hair on his head too. His barber must be a professional to get a grid-like look like that!

Gyro was pleased to see an old friend, greeting the man in a hug before stepping back. “Yeah. This is Johnny,” he introduced him, then looked toward Johnny and continued the introductions. “Johnny, this is Wekapido.” With that, Gyro made a demonstrative hand in Wekapido’s direction, as if presenting him to Johnny.

Cool. Okay. Awesome! “Good to meet you Wekapido.” Johnny said. Regardless of the lack of smile, Gyro knew he was happy.

“Likewise,” Wekapido said. “Alright, come with me.” He led the two of them down the hall. There were various rooms in the hallway, some of the doors open with artists sitting in chairs on their phones, or washing their hands. Other doors were closed. Wekapido entered one of the empty rooms with an open door, holding it for the others before gesturing to the sink. “So, Johnny, why don’t you wash your hands and then we can get started.

The room was small. There was a sink and counters where a lot of the equipment was kept, things Johnny didn’t recognize. He didn’t know what most of these things did. The room was just large enough for a bench, a stool, two chairs by the door, the sink and counter, and some wiggle room. This was a tough space. Johnny did as instructed after his sky blue eyes took in the room. He washed his hands, then dried them with a paper towel. After he finished, Wekapido invited Johnny to sit on the bench and get comfortable. While Johnny did that, Wekapido washed his hands and got some of the materials ready. Johnny handed over the little sketch outline he made.

Gyro pulled up one of the chairs from next to the door and set it down right beside Johnny. He took a seat with his chest pressed against the back of the chair, manspreading and all. Bless Gyro and his inability to sit like a normal human being. Setting his arm against the back of the chair, Gyro picked up Johnny’s left hand in his own, just rubbing his fingers before kissing his knuckles. Mwah! Some green for you, Johnny. The grin on his lips revealed the little mark he left to Johnny before Johnny even saw his hand.  “Are you nervous?”

Of course he was nervous. Gyro could tell, couldn’t he? There was nobody like Gyro. Johnny just looked over at him, taking a look at his vibrant eyes and the sweet, mischievous smile on his face, unable to fight a soft smile of his own. He reserved all of his smiles for Gyro, and recently they’ve been showing themselves more and more frequently. Only for Gyro. “Yeah, kind of. I’m excited too.” He didn’t tell anyone he was doing this, not even Joseph, so he was really eager to surprise everybody.

Nodding in response, Gyro gave Johnny his best attempt at a reassuring smile. “I’d bet. It’s going to look so pretty, Johnny.” Honestly, it was really cool that Johnny was doing this, and Gyro was honored to be selected to accompany him today. They were getting really serious. If this was the rest of  his life, with Johnny, he would be beyond satisfied. “I love you. Squeeze my hand if it hurts.” Gyro already suspected it might hurt, bad. Johnny was tough, but when Gyro was around he tended to be a bit of a baby.

“I love you too.” Turning his hand around, Johnny grabbed Gyro’s and laced their fingers up together all nice,  just in time to see Wekapido approaching, ready to go through with the inking. Oh, god. Here it goes. Johnny’s pretty blue eyes widened a little when he saw the needle. Quickly,  he looked over toward Gyro. “Why did you let me do this??” He asked in a whisper-hiss. Gyro just laughed and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. He knew Johnny would be so grateful later.

He absolutely was.

A few hundred “GYROOOOOOO!!!!!!”s later, Johnny got a tattoo! His hand felt a little sore, numb for sure. The skin was red and swollen, irritated, but it would calm down with time. One of the good things about hands is that they heal faster than a lot of other parts of the body since they’re used so often. Thanks, for the fun fact, Kira.

The two of them were in the car, on the way to the Joestars’ for dinner so Johnny could show off his sick new tattoo. In the passenger’s seat, Johnny rubbed the ten stars with his opposite thumb, but stopped when Gyro took his hand. Touchy-feely Gyro was a giant teddy bear and a big snug bug. Johnny didn’t mind it one bit. He turned down the radio and looked over toward  Gyro with a smile on his face. His side profile was one to admire while he drove. Shining lime eyes illuminated by the setting sun, his patchy facial hair His skin was rich and smooth, glowing a warm tone. Long, dirty blonde hair framed his face and fell down his shoulders, to his mid-back. It was thick, luxurious, the hair of a Roman God. What a beautiful man…

“So, Johnny… What would you say if I proposed with a ring with stars on it? It would match your new tattoo so nice.” There he goes again. They were stopped at a red light, so Gyro turned to look at Johnny, waiting for his reaction.

This wasn’t the first time Gyro asked him something like this. Johnny always assumed they were some twisted, weird jokes. He had an odd sense of humor after all, wouldn’t it make sense? Although there was a small sparkle in his baby blues, Johnny rolled his eyes. “Stars on an engagement ring? The ring will be too small to even see it.” Regardless, Johnny had an appreciation for Gyro’s jokes.

Yeah. Stars on a ring was kind of a stretch. Testing the idea with Johnny wasn’t, though. Gyro just let it end there since the light changed. He was usually more on the aggressive side when driving, but kept himself in check with Johnny around. The last thing he wanted to do was make him uncomfortable, right? He was confident in his abilities to provide Johnny a safe environment, safe enough for him to realize it one of these times when Gyro brings up engagement again. The security veil of jokes was one Gyro could always fall back on when Johnny got irritated, like he did the first few times Gyro ‘joked’ about that kind of stuff. For now, he was alright with them being perceived as harmless jokes.

It wasn’t long before the two of them arrived at the Joestars. It wasn’t a birthday or a holiday or anything, more just dinner with the family. A few other cars were parked outside. Gyro recognized Caesar’s. He parked by the curb and took the keys out of the ignition, turning to look at Johnny who was already releasing his hand and getting out of the car. Gyro actually wondered what it was like to be this close to his family. Gyro was never this close, maybe with Caesar but that was it. He followed Johnny up to the door.

It was Josuke who greeted Johnny at the door; he was most likely in the living room anyway. As Johnny peered inside, he got a glimpse of Okuyasu on the couch. Yep. They were in there. Johnny conveniently lifted his right hand and waved with it. Much like a newly engaged woman in a rom-com, he was absolutely drawing attention to his hand.

“Hey guys- WOAH, Johnny?? When did you get that? Can I see it?” Josuke asked, very eagerly  as he already grabbed Johnny’s hand and held it up for closer examination. While examining that tattoo, he stepped back from the door so that Johnny and Gyro could come inside. With a reaction as strong as Josuke’s, attention was grabbed. Okuyasu was looking at the tattoo after not even a few seconds, and then in came Jolyne, Joseph, Caesar, Jotaro, Kakyoin, Giorno, Dio, Jonathan, and Robert were gathered around, looking at Johnny’s hand, fawning over his tattoo. Even Diego Brando was here looking at it. To Johnny’s surprise, he said it was cool.

“Dammit, now people can finally tell us apart,” Joseph cracked a joke, grinning before he pulled Johnny into a hug. “Damn, it looks good though.” After unhanding his twin, he looked at it again. If he wasn’t mistaken, this was the first tattoo of the family! Dio had none, Joseph had none, and did Jonathan really need to be mentioned? Mom and Dad didn’t have them either.

Silent approval even came from Jotaro, in the form of a nod and a small smile. Jolyne expressed her specific admiration and had to remind everybody that she too planned on getting a tattoo once she was old enough. Then, Jonathan spoke up. “It’s beautiful, Johnny. What does it mean?”

There was the question Johnny was waiting for. Admittedly, he kind of wanted to show off. He held up his hand, and with his left index finger he began to point out the different stars. “One of these represents each of my loved ones,” he said. “A star for Jonathan, Dio, Joseph, Jotaro, Josuke, Jolyne, and Giorno… And then one for Mom and one for Dad,” Johnny explained. There was one star unaccounted for. He pointed toward the star right at the base of his thumb, where his index finger connects. “And one for Gyro.” One for Gyro, of course. Gyro deserved a spot in Johnny’s Hall of Fame. Gyro didn’t even expect a star. He stood beside Johnny, a proud smile on his face before he simply turned and wrapped Johnny up in the biggest Gyro bear-hug he could manage. From the look on Johnny’s face, he was pleased. Patting Gyro’s arms, he got a look at everyone around. Dio was giving an approving nod, Jotaro too. Josuke and Jolyne were fawning over the fact that their older brother got a tattoo. Giorno was admiring the aesthetic of the tattoo, Joseph was brought to tears, and Jonathan just surged over and hugged Johnny too. Johnny was now sandwiched between two big hugs, it was really pleasant.

“That’s beautiful, Johnny.” Jonathan told him after pulling away. So easily moved to emotions as he got older… “Take it easy, though, it looks swollen.” After Johnny insisting he was fine, the emotional moment had passed. Joseph was sniffling all through dinner, though. He was so proud of Johnny. That’s his twin right there!

Dinner went well, as was expected with a Joestar family dinner. They were chaotic, and there sure as hell were a lot of people trying to fit at one large table, but it was always fun. Johnny picked up a few more belongings from his room to take with him to Gyro’s. He was doing it a little at a time, so slowly his room was becoming more and more scarce. Upon arriving home, Gyro packed away the container of leftovers he had been given to keep. Johnny put his stuff in a spot in Gyro’s bedroom. Gyro moved his stuff around to make spots for when Johnny wanted to bring his things over. It was a beautiful thing. The two were so happy together.

Gyro showered before bed, Johnny laid down and watched YouTube. He would shower in the morning. He didn’t want to deal with his tattoo right now. After Gyro got in his pajamas, just his boxers and an old OLD t-shirt that was somehow the comfiest thing in the world, he got in the bed beside Johnny, wrapping his arms around the smaller blonde. It’s CUDDLE TIME. Gyro couldn’t sleep if he wasn’t clutching something, and his giant teddy was elsewhere.

Luckily for him, Johnny settled into his chest. He made such a nice little spoon. Johnny set his phone on the nightstand so it could charge overnight, and he just settled into the comfort of Gyro, his hands against Gyro’s. Safety was best achieved in Gyro’s arms. However, Gyro soon picked up Johnny’s hand, his sensitive tattooed hand, and brought it up to his lips. Gyro pressed a single little kiss, right where his index and thumb met.

Right where his star was…

“Goodnight, Johnny,” Gyro said, Johnny’s name rolling so smoothly off of Gyro’s tongue like it always did.

Johnny could hardly take it. The smile on his face was so big, he could hardly bring himself to reply. He did, though. He couldn’t leave Gyro hanging like that. Johnny wanted him to know just how happy he was that he did that. It was the sweetest thing. “Goodnight, Gyro. I love you.” Just to solidify it, he gave Gyro’s hand a squeeze.

His Italian man practically purred, clearly pleased. “I love you too.”

[oingos-bitch]

Another JoJo Mall Fanfic™ -- Rainforest Café (Part 1)

Part 5, Part 4 and Part 2 Spoilers!

"Y-YOU!  YOU'RE  THE  ONE  WHO  STOLE  MY  LUGGAGE!"

Giorno  gulped.  The  short  boy  stalked  over  to  him,  glaring  daggers.  

"I  haven't  forgotten  about  you,  I  hope  you're  ready  to  pay  me  back."  

Echoes'  summoning  was  stopped  by  a  hand  on  his  shoulder.

"Koichi,  dude,  are  you  alright?"

"Yeah,  Okuyasu,  I'm  fine."  He  trembled  in  anger.  "Unless  you  wanna  help  me  put  this  blond  son  of  a  bitch  in  his  place."

"Ohhh."

A  bass-boosted  fart  could  be  heard  as  a  blue  figure  appeared.  

"Why  didn't  ya  tell  me  sooner?  Whose  ass  are  we  gonna  kick  first?!"  Okuyasu cracked  his  knuckles.

"That  blond  bastard,  who  else?"

"Uhmm...Which  one?"  He  whispered.

"Huh?"

It  was  then  that  Koichi  noticed  the  much,  much  taller -- 'And  scarier!' -- blond  male  sitting  across  from  Giorno.  And  he  did  not  look  amused.

"Are  you  done  yet,  piccolino?"

"Wha- what?"

Caesar  sighed.  "I  would  just  like  to  get  my  order  without  any  trouble,  if  that's  not  too  much  to  ask.  However,"  his  green  eyes  narrowed.

"If  it's  trouble  you're  looking  for,  then  I'll  be  glad  to  indulge  you."

His  chair  fell  over  as  he  stood  up.  Maintaining  his  glare,  he  spread  his  arms  as  a  large  bubble  formed  between  them.  Anticipating a  fight,  the  two  teenagers  defensively  posed, shouting  their  stand  names.  Caesar was  just  about  to  strike  before  Deus  Ex  Josuke  appeared.

"Guys,  as  much  as  I  would  love  to  help  right  now,  there's  people  here. . ."

Koichi's  blood  ran  cold.  He  had  the  sense  to  immediately  call  back  Echoes  and  nervously  regain  his  composure,  straightening  his  pose.  Okuyasu,  however,  did  not.

"So  what??  Everyone  should  see  this  asshat  get  a  well-deserved  beatdown!"  He  growled.

"Okuyasu,  no."  Josuke  pulled  his  best  friend  aside  and  leaned  into  him.

"I  know  you  mean  well,  but  we're  probably  gonna  get  fired -- and  I  don't  wanna  make  my  great-gramps  sad!"  Josuke  slightly  teared  up at  the  thought.

Okuyasu's  face  flushed  in  embarrassment.  

"I  don't  wanna,  either!  I-I'm  so  sorry,  Josuke!"

He  began  to  sob  on  the  spot.  

"I-I'll  do  better  next  time!"

"It's  alright,  man,  just  calm  down  a  little."  Steak-hair  patted  his  back.

Everyone  within  a   ten-foot  radius  stared  wide-eyed  at  the  scene.  Even  passerby  stopped  for  a  few  good  minutes!  Josuke  slowly  got  up  and  let  go  of  Okuyasu,  facing  the  crowd.  He  knelt  down  and  waved  his  hands  vigorously.

"Aaaaand,  SCENE!  Uh,  we  hope  everyone  liked  it!"  

Crickets.

He  smiled  from  ear -to-ear,  sweat  beading  down  his  temple.  A  lone  clap  sounded  from  the  middle  of  the  restaurant.  A  few  more  claps  were  soon  drowned  out  by  diners  resuming  their  meals  and  their  conversations.  Josuke  let  out  a  relieved  sigh.

He  looked  around  to  see  if  anyone  else  was  staring -- 'Nope!' -- then  proceeding  to  step  towards  Caesar,  looking  him  square  in  the  eye.

"Next  time  you  mess  with  my  friends,  you  may  not  be  so  lucky."

Caesar  smirked  and  returned  his  icy  stare.

"That  doesn't  sound  like  much  of  a  threat,  coming  from  someone  like  you."

"What's  that  supposed  to  mean?"

Caesar  looked  him  up  and  down.  "Look  at  yourself. . .A  teenage  delinquent,  working  at  the  only  'high-paying'  job  that'll  accept  you,  picking  fights  with  those  obviously  more  experienced  than  you."

"You  don't  know  how  many  fights  I've  been  in!"

"Hm,  no,  but  with  that  attitude,  I  can  guess."

"Wanna  find  out?"  Josuke  grinned.

Caesar  cocked  his  head  to  the  side,  the  boy  seemed  familiar,  but  he  just  couldn't  put  his  finger  on  it --

"Yoo-Hoo!  Caesarino!~"

Caesar  groaned  and  turned  around.

"Hello,  JoJo -- DIO  MIO,  JOSEPH,  WHAT  THE  FUCK ARE  YOU  WEARING?!"

"It's  my  old  outfit! I  needed  it  for  my  job  and  it  still  fits  perfectly!"  He  laughed  heartily.

His  friend  buried  his  face  in  his  hands.  Joseph  took  this  as  a  sign  to  flex  in  front  of  him.

"Whaddaya  think?~"

Caesar  pushed  him  away.  "Awful,  awful,  everything's  awful.  If  you're gonna  dress  in  drag,  you  should  at  least  do  it  right."

"HEY,  that's  what  Jolyne  always  tells  me!"

"And  she's  correct.  Ugh,  JoJo,  you  could  have  at  least  shaved  your  beard."

"But  I  think  my  beard  makes  me  sexy. . ."  He  pouted.

"It  does,  but  that's  beside  the  point --"  Caesar  froze.

No,  absolutely  not,  this  was  the  last  thing  he  needed  today.  The  day  had  started  off  so  badly  already,  he  couldn't  have  Joseph  knowing  his  secret,  too!  It  would  all  be  too  much!

Thankfully,  Joseph  broke  the  silence  quickly.  Grinning,  he  posed  some  more.

"Sexy,  eh?  You  really  think  so?~"

Caesar  tried  his  hardest  to  sound  annoyed.  "If  you  say  so,  JoJo."

"Ah,  but  you're  the  one  who  said  it.~  So,  d'ya  really  think  so?"

The  Italian  pulled  his  face  away  from  his  hands  to  get  a  look  at  Joseph.  He  didn't  really  need  to  look  at  him  for  so  long  to  see  that  he  was  handsome,  but he  really  needed  to  save  his  skin  right  now.  So  he  eyed  Joseph  from  different  angles:  profile,  front,  three-quarters  view,  even  worm's  eye  view!  

This  went  on  for  longer  than  expected,  and  Joseph  began  to  whine.

"C'mon,  you  already  got  a  good  look,  just  tell  me  already!"

Begrudgingly,  Caesar  moved  his  eyes  away.  

"I  guess  so."

"Really?!"  Joseph  beamed.

He  nodded.  "I  mean,  I  think  Suzi --"

Inwardly,  he  groaned.  He  hated  to  think  it,  he  hated  how  it  sounds,  and  most  of  all  he  hated  to  say  it,  but  he  couldn't  risk  raising  Joseph's  suspicions.  Or  worse,  risking  their  friendship.

"-- I  really  think  Suzi  thinks  so."

For  a  moment,  Joseph  seemed  surprised -- and  a  bit  disappointed?  No,  must've  been  Caesar's  imagination.  He  rubbed  at  his  neck  and  shot  Caesar  his  signature  grin.

"Haha,  well,  thanks!  I  hope  she  thinks  so!"

He  placed  an  arm  around  him.  Caesar  jumped  lightly  at  the  contact.  He  knew  it  was  friendly,  something  he  was  used  to,  yet  he  couldn't  help  but  feel  so  wrong  after  what  just  happened.  It  wasn't  fair  to  think  about  having  a  chance  with  his  best  friend  when  he  already  had  a  life  to  live,  a  wife  and  a  kid,  and  a  grandkid,  for  crying  out  loud!  

And  he  had. . . Well,  nothing.  Any  chance  he  had  before  was  snatched  away  so  abruptly.  When  that  bright  light  enveloped  him  and  he  found  himself  laying  on  the  Earth's  soil  again,  he  was  ecstatic!  He  expected  to  find  everyone  else  in  the  same  situation,  waiting  to  reconnect.  Embarrassingly,  the  first  person  he  thought  of  was  Joseph.

Oh,  Joseph.  That  lovable,  goofy  bastard  had  no  idea  just  how  much  he  missed  him.  He  had  planned  everything  out -- how  he'd  introduce  himself,  how  he'd  explain  his  chance  at  a  new  life,  how  he'd  spill  his  heart  out  to  him  and  say  what  he  never  got  a  chance  to  say,  and,  hopefully,  how  he'd  grin  and  say  he  felt  the  same  way.  And  it'd  all  be  uphill  from  there.

However,  he  did  not  plan  to  run  into  Lisa  Lisa  first.  And  he  did  not  plan  to  sit  down  and  catch  up  with  her  over  tea.  And  he  did  not  expect  her  to  be  the  one  to  catch  him  up  on  what  had  happened  while  he  was  gone.  

And  he  certainly  did  not  expect  Joseph  to  be  married  and  have  a  kid.

The  deep  ache  in  his   gut  was  incomparable  to  the  pain  he  endured  before  his  death,  and  it  still  haunted  him  whenever  that  damned  memory  was  brought  up.

Much  like  now.

Caesar  smoothly  moved  Joseph's  arm  back  to  his  side.  Before  he  could  dwell  on  the  thought  any  longer,  he  changed  the  subject.

"So,  what  brings  you  here?"

"OH!  I  just  wanted  to  see  my  son!"

"Your son?. . .I  thought  you  had  a  daughter. . ."

Joseph  smiled  sheepishly.  "Uh,  yeah,  about  that. . .Let's  just  say,  I  don't  think  Suzi'll  ever  trust  me  the  same  again. . ."

Caesar's  eyes  widened.  Inappropriately  enough,  his  heart  fluttered.  Maybe  he'd  have  a  chance?

'No!  He  doesn't  need  his  marriage  damaged  any  further!'

While  he  was  still  deep  in  thought,  Joseph  brought  over  a  familiar  angry  teen.

"Ta-Daaaa!  This  is  my  darling  baby  boy!"

Caesar  did  a  double  take.  Oh,  he  couldn't  be  serious --

"T-this  is  your  son?!"

"You  bet!  Doesn't  he  look  just  like  me?"  He  brought  the  poor  boy's  face  against  his  cheek.

"A  chip  off  the  ol'  block!"

"Dad, stop  it."  Josuke  averted  his  eyes.

"Awwww,  but  it's  true!  Isn't  it,  Caesarino --"

He  scanned  the  room,  searching  for  him. "Caesar?"

He  found  him  by  the  aquarium,  making  his  way  to  the  bar.

"Oi,  Caesar!  Don't  you  wanna  say  hi  to  Josuke?"

Caesar  reluctantly  turned  around.  "Maybe  some  other  time,  JoJo.  My  lunch  break  is  almost  over,  and  I'm  still  waiting  on  my  order."

"Oh,  the  pink  girl  and  blond  boy  took  it."

"Huh?"

"The  pink-haired  girl  and  the  blond  boy,  they  took  your  food."  Repeated  the  elf-eared  bartender.

"Oh,  thank  you.  Where'd  they. . go. .?"  

The  bartender  pointed  to  the  west  of  the  mall.  

"Ah,  grazie."  He  made  his  way  there.

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Trish  had gasped  once  Caesar  stood  up,  ready  to  fight,  but  soon  lost  interest  once  Josuke  showed  up  and  started  speaking.

"So  boring."

She  and  Giorno  sat  silently  the  entire  time.  There  wasn't  much  to  talk  about,  and  she  didn't  recognize  anyone  else  (yet),  so  she  passed  the  time  counting  down  the  minutes.

She  had  attempted  to  ask  Giorno  about  why  the  midget  had  a  vendetta  against  him,  but  he  just  responded  with  an  "I  don't  want  to  speak  about  it."

'Tch.  You're  no  fun.'

Then  Joseph  appeared  and  she  giggled.  It  was  so  much  fun  to  see  her  usually  stoic  co-worker  get  so  flustered  by  the  old  man,  and  it  was  amusing  for  a  while.

That  is,  until  he  didn't  make  a  move.

She  spent  the  rest  of  the  time  reading  over  the  specials  pamphlet.  Luckily,  she  soon  heard  a  small  "Excuse  me,  Ma'am."

"Hm?"

A  tiny,  tall-haired  boy  anxiously  held  up  a  stack  of  To-Go  boxes.  

"H-Here's  your  order."

"Oh!  Thank  you."

He  hurriedly  mumbled  and  speed-walked  over  to  the  waiter  from  earlier.  Shrugging,  she  and  Giorno  stood  up  to  leave.  Once  they  realized  Caesar  would  be  a  while,  they  exchanged  glances  and  walked  out  of  the  place.

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Caesar  found  them  sitting  on  the  fountain,  digging  into  their  food.  They  nonchalantly  looked  up.

"Sorry,  we  just  couldn't  wait  any  longer."

"It's  fine.  Sorry  I  took  so  long."

Trish  smiled.  "Even  with  how  long  you  took,  you  still  couldn't  flirt  with  him  good  enough."

". .Shut  up.  Let's  go  get  Suzi's  wings."

[redgodredgod]

JJBA Writing Prompts

These are just some prompts that I will probably never have the motivation to write. Feel free to use, edit, and no need to credit.

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Prompt 1:

Reader gets sick and all the Brando family members take care of the Reader.

I actually wrote a fic on this but it's incredibly rushed and I was sick when writing it. I don't think I'll ever truly write it again but if anyone wants to go right ahead.

Prompt 2:

Phantom Blood but Dio has Anxiety.

As someone who has Anxiety I always found it funny (and exhausting) how much I overreacted to such simple situations and things that weren't even happening. In mind I wanted this story to be a comedy but please feel free to change it up.

Prompt 3:

Modern AU where All the JoJo's and Villains have a extremely extra af paintball or waterballon competition.

Now this is one I created on a whim but damn is it a good idea. I also imagine Jotaro somehow ends up ruining DIO'S eyeliner or makeup and DIO going bat-shit crazy about it.

Prompt 4:

Kindergarten AU. I didn't exactly have how I wanted to the story to go out but I did make a role list if anyone is interested. But I do have bits that are Reader Insert below the list.

Students:

Josuke (Joseph's child)

Okuyasu (Keicho's little Brother)

Koichi (Canon parents)

Jolyne (Jotaro's little sister)

Giorno (Child of Dio)

Johnny (Child of Jonathan)

Gyro (Valentine's Child)

Donatelli (Child of Dio)

Rikiel (Child of Dio)

Ungalo (Child of Dio)

Wammu (Child of Kar's)

Trish (Child of Diavolo)

Narancia (Child of Abbacchio)

Mista (Child of Bucciarati)

Gappy (Little brother of Josefumi and Kira, Child of Mamezuku Rai)

Weather Report (Little brother of Pucci)

Anasui (Hermés Child)

Foo Fighters (Hermés Child)

Boingo (Oingo's little Brother)

Hayato ('Kira's' Child)

Emporio (Y/N's Adoptive Child)

Mikitaka

Other:

Kira (Vice Principal)

Jonathan (Principal)

Rohan (Art Teacher)

Kakyoin (Student Councillor)

Tonio (School Chef)

Stroheim (Gym Teacher)

Bucciarati (Student Council)

Iggy (School pet and Mascot)

Sandman (History Teacher)

Reader ends up being Josuke's hero: Reader meets up with their squad and gets drunk. Reader's friends mess around with makeup and jokes about how Reader looks like a delinquent. Reader puts on a pompadour and clique outfit. While drunk Reader goes out into the snowy night to buy more beer but gets into a fight halfway. Reader continues walking and helps Josuke and his Mother to help the car move again.

Weather Report hates his brother Pucci and Reader tries to help fix their relationship.

Reader is like Hella old and actually taught the kid's parents yet looks young as if they using Harmon.

Prompt 5:

This prompt is a little more dark I guess but not really. The story behind this prompt is that I've seen make fic's (no hate tho) about DIO finding and taking care of Giorno. But yet many of the fic's rarely include the other children of DIO.

So the prompt is basically: Ungalo, Rikiel, and Donatello meeting each other in Highschool and finding out that their all related to each other. They slowly become good friends and brothers to each other and basically support each other. Ya know that good sibling stuff 👌

I guess this prompt also came from the fact that I feel scammed from Part 6 since my baby's didn't get to shine just as much as Giorno. But that's just a personal opinion.

Also I was going to name this fic: The Other Side of Paradise (Inspired by the song from GlassAnimals)

Prompt 6:

A little background for this prompt is that I always thought Jotaro and Midler would make a good couple of maybe the circumstances were different. But sadly I also feel scammed from not seeing more of her.

Prompt: Reader is child of Midler and instantly falls in love with Jotaro on first sight. The Midler showed Reader a picture of Jotaro and told her of the story about him. Reader grows up looking for Jotaro and believing that he is their 'Prince'. Reader gives off a Yandere vibe but will not go to the extremes. Story then takes place in Morioh (however you spell it) and Reader spends all of her free time with Jotaro or either babysitting Jolyne. Jotaro is aware that Reader likes him but doesn't feel the same way.

I planned for the story to end with Reader looking up to Jotaro rather than being in 'Love' with him but eh.

Prompt 7:

A story in which Johnny has depression and Diego helps him through it.

Yeah I'm a huge JoDie shipper yet I'm also not?? It's confusing but I enjoy their relationship with each other in canon. But to be truthful this was more of a fic for me to vent on. (Don't worry I'm seeing a therapist.)

I actually wrote a bit of the fic here so feel free to use or go off on:

Johnny stared up at the ceiling as he was left alone with his thoughts. The music from his headphones didn't quite reach his ears as it faded into nothing but background noise.

He had tried distracting himself before the 'voices' got to him but yet again in his life he was too slow. So now he was hearing the usual words that his father spoke years ago and faces that pop up showing nothing but disgust to him. He would have done the usual and cried himself to sleep or popped pills to make him forget. But right now he was too emotionally exhausted to care anymore.

With his mind covered with dark clouds he wished he wasn't so pitiful. He wasn't sure what was causing all of these waves of emotions but he had a good guess on what it was. He probably should get help for these problems but didn't see that it would do much. Nor did he think he deserved it. Besides he already had enough on his records with being paralegic he didn't need to be put down as crazy as well.

It felt strange really. How empty he felt towards the world yet anything could set him off into a fit of anger. Gyro would always help calm him down and would tell one of his 'jokes' to help him feel better. Johnny cringed at the memories before pushing them to the back of his mind. 'Its not like he's around anymore anyways....' He thought with his mouth going dry.

[diverdowns]

♥ for Bruno's gang? :3

♥ - family headcanon

hell yeah, more vento aureo — this is gonna get really long, so i’ll probably throw most of it under a cut. characters are in order based on the order they joined passione! thanks for the fun req, hope you like it!

buccellati

bruno grows up an only child. he and his mother drift apart steadily and unavoidably after his parents’ divorce, and it hurts. even so, his father remains steadfast and loving, and bruno comes to respect him as he respects no one else. after he dies, bruno pours his energy into passione’s operations, trying to make his father proud.

he’s got no more family of his own, not really, not after his father is dead and his mother is gone in a sea of faces in a bustling city. so it doesn’t come as a surprise when bruno sees people like him — an unmoored ex-cop, a child genius with a dangerous temper — and thinks, i want to help. kindness has always been his foremost virtue (and his ultimate downfall). his gang grows and shifts and matures into a kind of home, if only because bruno is fiercely protective, providing a sense of belonging that all of them have been seeking.

leone laughs at it once, mirthlessly, making a dig at bruno’s tendency to pick up strays, and bruno had looked up with sad eyes, shaking his head and saying: “you’re family.”

abbacchio

leone’s never been close with his parents, least of all with his estranged sister. he takes to police work easily, led by his sense of justice, barely out of high school when he enters the police force. when his partner dies — because of him — he’s devastated with guilt: in the span of a week, he loses his partner, his badge, and his purpose.

leone’s the first to join directly under bruno. despite being bruno’s elder by a year, leone follows his orders with an almost robotic precision. leone comes into passione aimless, drifting from one mission to another with reckless disregard for his own safety: he may not be a good person, but he can, at least, be a good soldier. bruno treats him like more than that though — like leone’s still human, still someone worthy of redemption. it angers him, more than anything else, at first, but he realizes eventually that that’s just the kind of person bruno is: kind to a fault, always giving and giving as if he has nothing left to lose.

with bruno, leone feels at peace for the first time since his partner’s death, and it makes leone wonder if a person, rather than a place, can be a home. leone tells him this once, in a rare moment of vulnerability, and the soft smile bruno gives him in return is worth it all. when more fresh faces stream in, joining their ragtag team, leone’s exasperated at first, but he understands. that’s just the kind of person bruno is.

(and though he’ll never admit it: leone grows to be fond, in his own way, of the others. to him, they’re not family, like bruno would say, but they’re — they’re something close.)

fugo

fugo’s parents are one thing, and not much else: wealthy. fugo grows up a middle child, lauded as a prodigy, excelling in his studies and flaunted as more of a trophy piece than a son. he’s only thirteen and immature and a kid when he enters college, and his temper is ultimately his downfall. the minute he receives word that he’s been put on indefinite academic probation due to his unfortunate handling of his professor, his parents give him the cold shoulder, all but disowning him and setting him loose on the neapolitan streets.

he’s not dumb, not by a long shot, and he knows that it means for him. he has no real choices left when buccellati approaches him, and fugo’s intelligent enough, in a dangerous way, for him to worm his way into becoming bruno’s second-in-command for missions, to abbacchio’s quiet ire.

at first, he’s driven by the debt he owes. after the fact, he looks up to bruno in a strange mix of brother and father figure, more so than the family he’d known by blood. fugo’s not cruel, but he’s not kind, either, not like buccellati is — but he’s loyal, with a warm heart beneath his fiery exterior, and maybe that’s why he makes the split-second call to bring narancia in. maybe it’s because he sees something of himself in the boy, out on the streets and without a family — he knows how that feels.

he doesn’t want narancia to join passione, not when he still has other choices, but narancia does, and it fits, in a bizarre way, and fugo, without further prompting, starts thinking of his gang (his family, by choice if not by blood) as less buccellati and abbacchio and more buccellati and abbacchio and narancia.

narancia

narancia grows up with only fleeting memories of his mother’s love as a benchmark by which to define family. his father is neglectful at best, abusive at worst, and there’s a bitterness that makes its way into narancia’s heart and tries its best to make a home there. he’s naive enough to trust his friends, and that trust lands him in prison, where he contracts an infection too similar to the one that’d killed his mother.

he comes out of prison at 15 with no real hope, until a strange boy with ripped clothes and startlingly platinum hair drags him out of an alley and into a restaurant. there, he meets buccellati, who feeds him and puts him in a hospital bed. he wants to join them, and when fugo and buccellati both protest, it’s almost — comforting, despite their anger. narancia doesn’t know why, but for once, there are people who care about him and his well-being, not out of obligation or any ulterior motive, and the thought is nothing if not dizzying.

abbacchio calls him a stray, but narancia wears the title with an ironic pride. it’s true. he has no place to go, and he hangs onto buccellati’s every word with a dogged devotion. they might not be a conventional one, and bruno’s might be the one most devoted to it, but narancia’s the one who believes it the most, who sees each member of their gang and thinks, with every bit of his heart: family, family, family.

mista

mista grows up the youngest of three siblings, with two older sisters. his parents are separated on bad terms, and they spend early childhood being sent back and forth from one cramped home to another, their parents’ dislike of each other being taken out on them. his sisters get out of the house as soon as they’re able, and mista follows suit — he’s on his own by the time he’s 16, with nothing but pocket change, some clothes, and a carefree wanderlust to his name. he doesn’t think much of it — he’s just that kind of guy. he drifts from city to city, making some casual friends, making the most of what he’s got. it’s good, up until it’s not.

he shoots with a sudden, sure calm that surprises even him, but he doesn’t think about what he’s done until it’s over and he’s being sentenced to years in prison. he doesn’t even think of it as murder: it’d been simple self-defense. but no one believes him, up until buccellati shows up at his cell and bails him out. he owes the guy, right? so he joins passione, because it’s not like he’s got any better options.

the rest of bruno’s gang — to mista, they’re friends, partners. he wonders how his sisters are doing, sometimes, the only real family he’s got left, but he figures they’re probably doing fine. better than him, in any case. he’s got a good thing going here. it almost feels like a home of sorts, sometimes, if your idea of home comes with a catch of constant life-threatening danger and a side of supernatural enemies. 

+ giorno

giorno doesn’t have the best grasp on what constitutes a normal family, with a neglectful mother and an abusive stepfather. (and that’s to say nothing of his biological father — fathers?) he has a feeling he’s not the only illegitimate child out there carrying dio’s blood in his veins, but other than a vague, dreading certainty, he has no proof of any other blood relatives — until jotaro contacts him after the end of it all, after the dust has settled and giorno’s re-emerged on top of passione, and giorno learns his own grisly origin story.

family. giorno’s not sure, at first, what it really means, but he’s determined to find out.

in the few days he has with buccellati’s gang, he sees something of it in their interactions with each other — there’s an ease to their interactions born not only of familiarity, but of sharing common backgrounds, common goals. it galvanizes giorno, adding fuel to his fire: buccellati’s gang further convinces him that his dream is just, that the gangster who’d brought him out of darkness all those years ago hadn’t been alone. 

— above all, buccellati’s gang gives him hope.