#jjba battle tendency fanfic

[eeveesplace]

Regressuary 2025 Day 1

“Lisa Lisa is always taking care of Suzi Q while regressed. Maybe Suzi Q would like to know what it’s like?”

🩷 Many thanks to @mcschnuggles for the prompts list! 🩷

Ship: LisaQ

Word Count: 300

Applicable Tags: Pre-JJBA Part 2: Battle Tendency, Bathing/Washing, Role Reversal, "Carer" Suzi Q, “Regressor” Lisa Lisa, Pet Names, POV Third Person Omniscient

“Signora?” Suzi fidgeted her feet as she looked at her carer.

“Yes, Suzi?” Lisa Lisa looked up from her newspaper, fully attentive to the younger woman.

“I know you usually take care of me when I'm small. But I was wondering what it feels like for you.” Although she was the primary maid of the island, there wasn’t anyone else who regressed and needed to be taken care of.

“I see. Would you like to take care of me, then?” Lisa Lisa gazed at Suzi fondly. She cared for her dearly and ensured she was as happy and comfortable as possible.

“Mhm! I can… um… help you with your bath, maybe?” Suzi tapped her finger against her chin. “I know I usually do that, though…”

“It’s alright, dear. I can relax more to help you think more like I do. Is that ok?”

“Sì! That’ll work perfectly!” Suzi clapped her hands together, excited to show her carer affection. She filled the bath with warm water, then went into the nearby cabinet to retrieve bottles of bath oils and cleansing cream. She tested the water and, once it was suitable, held out her hand to guide her “little one” into the tub. 

The older woman let her muscles relax with a sigh, the scent of the lavender bath oils helping her become more serene. “This is wonderful, Suzi.”

“Grazie! I’ll help you with your hair if that’s alright.” Lisa Lisa nodded in response, letting her bun town so the blonde could massage her scalp and let the oils soften her hair.

Suzi was diligent as Lisa began meditating, letting the water soothe her worries. When Suzi went to clean another part of her, the younger woman gently moved her so she could make sure no patch of skin was left unscrubbed.

Liked this and want more? Check the full Regressuary fic on my AO3 here!

[blackswan7x]

— jjba: you ride Joseph Joestar’s face

character: Joseph Joestar, female reader

rating: NSFW. minors DNI.

Imagine…

Despite your protests, Joseph insisted he wanted you to sit on his face.

You objected saying you’d much rather lie on your back if he wanted to go down on you, but he wasn’t having it.

“When I say I want you to sit on my face, babe, I mean it. Besides could you imagine a more handsome seat for you. Honestly?” He had gave you his mischievous grin that was so gorgeous sometimes it made you ache.

So of course…you said yes.

Now, he is underneath you. You sit astride is face, positioned so you are resting your hands on his strong pecs and looking at the rest of his naked body. You try to touch his throbbing cock, hard and neglected and leaking precum across his lower stomach but he swats your hand away.

He had made it clear beforehand this was suppose to be all about your pleasure.

Soon, he has you whining and whimpering at the way he enthusiastically laps at your folds and teases your sensitive clit. He sucks hard suddenly and you throw your head back, your hands rest on his firm pecs as your arch your back.

Suddenly, he pulls away from your core.

“FUCK!” He groans loudly, causing you to shiver. “You taste so good, baby. Goddamn.”

He slaps your ass hard and you moan at how good it feels, any pain quickly transforming into endorphins that make you tremble. He grabs your ass with his big, calloused hands and spreads your cheeks apart.

You blush terribly, feeling so exposed to him but some part of you loves being this vulnerable to him.

“Oh my god!” He moans, “You’re dripping me for me.”

Any response you had is quickly lost as his mouth latches on to your engorged clit as two thick fingers press inside your swollen pussy. He curls his fingers in just the right way to stimulate from the inside as he continues his torturous licking of your clit

You rock your hips against his face, really riding him and it only prompts him to chuckle and increase his pace on you. Your thighs begin to shake and you feel the sparks of the pleasure to come deep within your belly

It all becomes too much. The sound of his moans as he worships your pussy. The feeling of his fingers filling you up. The added friction of your own hips grinding against his face. The rush of orgasm ignites within you, setting fire to your entire body.

Joseph works you through your high never stopping his fingers inside you or the suction of his mouth on your clit.

You clutch onto his waist as you cry out. You watch his cock twitch and somehow grow even harder as you moan. You shake and pant as the high leaves you, but you know you could go again.

You don’t care if he’s said this was all about you.

You need to taste him.

You need to give him as much pleasure as he’s given to you.

You lay down on him, already feeling electrified at the way his muscled body presses against your soft curves.

You take his thick length in your hand and begin to stroke him.

“Couldn’t resist me any longer cou— OH GOD!”Joseph’s smug words quickly turn to a groan as you take him fully into your hot mouth.

You use your hand to works his base as you hollow your cheeks and press your tongue along the bottom of his cock. You go until your cheeks ache and part from him with lewd pop of your mouth.

“Your next line is, ‘god, I love you…” you tease, before kissing his tip.

“God!” He moans, his hands gripping your hips, lost in the pleasure you’ve given him, “I love you….hey, wait! Th-that’s my thing!”

You laugh before taking him once more.

[lady-of-endless]

do u have any nsfw hc’s of wamuu?🥺

Wamuu x reader headcanons (NSFW)

Author's Note: This request satisfied my old fascination with Wamuu, thank you for the nostalgia. Hope you'll enjoy it!

- Being a warrior and having Kars and Eisidisi as masters, is not easy. All of his ancient life, he had to train rigorously, follow orders, and just fight. His dedication was towards this and only this for a very long time. He has neglected fantasies because of it and he knows it but never that would be a problem.

- He does not understand the outfits humans wear nowadays. However, he won't say a thing about such a superficial aspect. However, if one day you decide to wear something similar to his outfit to get a reaction from him, suddenly this aspect makes him go through interesting emotions. Note, if you wear something blue, cobalt blue, he'll be speechless. It's his favorite color after all.

- He knows that he's different from Eisidisi and Kars but that gets obvious to you when you see him get so careful with you in bed. He takes pride in his size and stature but not now, when he's with you and you look as fragile as porcelain. He goes slow at the start, painfully slow for him, for your sake.

- His love language is mainly words of affirmation and that goes into the bedroom as well. Praise and encouragement are abundant in the bedroom.

- He is definitely a soft dom who would never try the role of someone below. Wamuu wants to take care of you and your needs but he expects you to behave accordingly.

- Whenever he gets turned on, because he wants to look like he's keeping his composure, the only way to let you know about his needs is by looking at you intensely while subtly playing with the ring from his lower lip.

- He always thought he was into degradation, humiliation, and roughness, especially with a human, but turns out he's not. One look at you and how your eyes shine with excitement as you look up at him and he knows he's unable to do such a cruel thing to you.

- However, he might be into corruption and brat-taming. Corruption as in getting you to do something against your principles. He is getting such a dangerous surge of power seeing you submit to him and his requests. Brat taming comes as a revelation after you decide to tease him, provoke him all day long and all he wants to do is to punish you for it.

- Because he used to live hundreds of thousands of years ago, he doesn't fully grasp the concept of aftercare. But without asking, after those intense moments, he likes to lay in bed next to you, wrap you up, and keep you warm as he opens up about his past. Unfortunately, this big warrior will fall asleep fast but do it while having you in his arms.

- Will never accept you to leave marks on him and vice versa. Why? Because he does not want his masters to know that he has finally given in. Not because he might look weak, he knows his worth, but because he does not want to share anything that's going on between you and him behind closed doors. However, Kars will know everything.

- His enhanced stamina, ability and senses are some things you should prepare for. He does not hurt you intentionally but it's hard for him to contain himself when it comes to claiming you.

- More vocal than you expected. No, he doesn't moan, whimper, or whisper phrases. He growls, grunts, and gets unintentionally aggressive. All because of trying so hard to hold back.

- Regarding kinks, you will have to open his eyes to this whole concept. He is curious but judgemental of some. That is until he tries them out because he will try them all out with you. He discovers that his favorites are dominant, primal (hunter), rigger, experimentalist, and voyeur.

[danddymaro]

Staying In | Kars x Reader

big boy stays with you

Sweet stuff.

Word count: 352

Staying In

Kars watched as you continued to sleep through the night, unperturbed by any of his movements, at an ease he hadn't thought could be possible near someone like him.

-For a prey like you to be so trusting ; there was certainly some sort of amusement there for him to muse over.

But of course, he wasn't too surprised.

You were the exception to many of his doubts, a constant reminder of how beautiful humans could be.

-You were truly a rarity to come across, and he appreciated your very existence, as he did most creatures that basked under the sun.

His large hand lightly ghosted over your head, occasionally petting you with a contemplative sigh as he considered slipping out of your home again.

The illumination of the forgiving moon called out to him as it was the only time he could explore freely. His old friend smiled down at him, luring him, yet he resisted.

You wouldn't be aware, only slightly upset when you saw him again, but too grateful to have him return to dwell in it.

He knew you well enough to know that you wanted more time with him, you were sentimental and needy in that way.

-Not that he minded much.

After all, It's the custom as he's never stayed longer than a few gracious hours. Though, he's been willing to extend that time lately.

You're fortunate to have claimed a part of his heart, a piece that was growing furthumore as time progressed.

"I suppose…" he murmurs as he leans down, his lips pressed to your shoulder as he takes a second longer to consider his options before ultimately deciding to stay.

" These few hours will belong to you," he declares with a touch of gentle delight before it takes him a moment to settle, to try and fit close to your smaller frame as he tests out holding you close, your entire body shifting in silent complience he finds to his favor.

If he were inconsiderate, he'd let out a hearty laugh as you immediately cuddle close to him, clutching his hand to your chest and between your two arms that hold it lovingly.

"My precious little gem," he softly says as he holds you from behind, cocooning you with his larger body and falling waves of plum that gently caress your skin.

"I'll stay with you longer,"

[kots-kots]

yk I have a HUGE soft spot for young esikars before they were the villains you see in battle tendency </3

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Esidisi is sent out on a mission to retrieve Kars, a social recluse he just so happens to be quite intrigued by, back to the tribe.

Friendship ensues.

[nishikiliker]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61973971

idk why the usual link embed isn't working but a little depressing caejose oneshot thats probably been written better by a million people (1k, G rated)

(img cred @/wlwdiego)

[ap0llosarchive]

can u do a pillar men + santana (hes allways forgotten) with male reader idk if u do nsfw but if u could do both sfw and nsfw it would be awesome

Hello dear anon! Thanks so much for the first request, I can absolutely do a bit of both for you! And I agree!!! I love santana my profile is themed after him, I did one shots as there wasn't a specific request <3

A/n : not proof read , my bad! This took me a minute to type up, but I actually really enjoyed writing it!

PILLARMEN X MALE! READER

KARS

Kars takes interest in you, he will observe you and study your mannerisms, he is prone to wanting to grow even more knowledgeable as the perfect being, it's something he's always doing, learning, so when his studying becomes more out of desperate.. in a way of wanting to know you. It becomes agonisingly evident that he wants something more.

He'd conventionally learn what your favourite flowers were, and would start leaving them for you, soon, when or if you trained side by side with him, or simply observed, he'd flaunt off his brilliant bone blades, show his hair in an attempt to get your attention, and it works.

When you finally confess your love for him, he observes it as if you were always meant to be his, you are perfect in his eyes after all. He loves perfection.

If things were to get more intimate, Kars is definitely dominant, he brooks little argument, he doesn't like poses where his back is turned. It sets his blades off sometimes. But he definitely tops, that man has full control over every fibre of his body, Kars usually doesn't indulge in such scenarios, but when he finds himself craving you, be prepared.

He will want you extremely vocal, whether it's screaming, moaning or whimpering, he will definitely go harder if you find yourself holding back, that man doesn't care who hears, you are his and that is all that matters.

Washes your body and plants kisses all over your body during aftercare. He let's you brush his hair as a sign that he trusts you, he'll hold your hand and guide it to trace his skin as another sign of trust, It isn't easy to win Lord Kars' favour after all.

"You are possibly the only human that I will understand. The gods have blessed me with your presence to fulfil my perfection. You are the most endearing thing I have endured in this century,"

ESIDISI

Esidisi is dramatic and emotional when he wants to be, but most of the time he is very serious and calm, so to see a side of him that is almost balanced seems unimaginable, its like his own way of flirting in a way

He'd invite you to converse with him and would show off his ability to form flames and heat, he will teasingly hold you when it's cold, knowing you won't pull away due to how warm this man's embrace is. He's smug and you both know that.

If you ever talk bad about people who have done you wrong, you will get gifted a blood vial with their blood. He will not tolerate you being hurt. He loves you in a way he didn't think was possible.

When you make it official with him he's so overjoyed this man scoops you bridal style and kisses you, he's desperate as soon as you let him know you feel the same. This man is a DRAMA king. Tears of joy will be shed before he composes himself.

In the bedroom, he usually takes the reign, but if you manage to filp the tables then he'll allow it. He trusts you after all, this man is LOUD as hell, he's grunting and groaning as he moans out compliments, he's in bliss as you thrust into him, He's a sucker for doggy style.

During aftercare you two lounge in a makeshift hot spring he made, it relaxs both of you even more, he keeps an arm draped over your shoulder as he holds you.

"You're utterly handsome, you crank the heat in my heart higher than even I can handle, I love everything about you, I'll always be here."

WAMUU

He is nervous to pursue his feelings at first, he is an excellent and respectable warrior, he would hate to go behind lord kars and esidisi's back, but his care is evident, he helps you stretch before training, admires your strength for a human man, he likes you, alot, so he will consume every detail about you, especially if they are warrior quality.

When he gets the green light from Kars to court you, this man is a gentleman, he will accompany you everywhere and comment on you to get your attention, an attempt of flattering, his calm attitude is like a gush of wind, its refreshing.

When he's internally panicking when you are lounging, unsure if you even feel the same, but when you kiss him, this man melts into your touch. He holds your hips gently.

He's definitely a switch, but like kars, he doesn't like poses where his back is turned. He is on too high of alert to allow it, but if you're topping, and he's gripping the bed and he's so laid back and in bliss, he'll not even notice he's on his stomach.

Is not as vocal, he prefers it gentle and quiet, it's more meaningful for him, its genuine lovemaking for him, it's something that is vulnerable and he enjoys when it is taken at a slow rhythm

Aftercare is also quiet but filled with attentiveness, he will hold you until you both sleep, the soft rise and fall of his chest calms and soothes you to sleep, his hands running through your short yet silky hair is comforting on both ends.

"You are the whisper of the wind that soothes my soul. You bring me the comfort of peace as a warrior."

SANTANA

It is obvious he is quiet, but he is not simply dazed off into his own world, he soaks up every small detail, he notices everything and his touch is full of care. He loves the fact your so gentle and patient with him. You don't care he is viewed as a mere guard dog. He loves you for that.

He will start sitting near you and looking out when your back is turned, like a personal bodyguard, he will tidy up your hair, and you will notice the soft glint in his eyes as he itches closer to you

He likes being alone in vast areas, he will invite you to come lounge with him, he doesn't typically love company, especially from a human, but you are different, you make him feel wanted.

When you plant a small kiss on his cheek, he embraces you and holds you, leaning his head down and his horns gently pressing against your forehead in a slient, unspoken intimate way, you've tugged and played a song on his heartstrings

He definitely isn't that experienced in the bedroom, so he switches but allows you to choose, he has alot of trust within you, he'll grunt and groan, panting needingly, he likes missionary pose, it grants equal pleasure on both ends.

In aftercare, he is even more gentle and careful than he usually is, like he's afraid you'll break with his touch, you wash his hair and massage his muscles, and it helps him untense. He sees and appreciates you.

".. I love you.. you treat me well, I will always love you back.."

[art-is-the-life]

my boyfriend and i were discussing which jojo character would work at what fast food job today.

i said something about joseph and caesar working at an olive garden and he instantly agreed so now i feel obligated to write a caejose olive garden au fic…

[silly-l1ttle-guy]

THERE IS SO LITTLE SANTANA FICS HOLY SHIT

SANTANA IS MY WITTLE GUY MY WITTLE BABY I NEED MORE SANTANA FICS

[monster-energies]

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jjba masterlist

hello there, this is a master list of all of the jojo's bizarre adventure fanfiction i have posted to archive of our own.

below is a key to indicate the ranking of the fic,

🌻 - general 🌼 - teen and up 🥀 - mature 🌷 - explicit ℹ - implied themes 🌸 - minors DNI

i do put a photo of the summary and all the tags that are used in all my fanfictions, so you know what you'll be signing up for.

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🥀 dio brando/reader - im on my way. im on..

🌻ℹ jotaro kujo/reader - chairs so close and room so small, you and i talk all the night long

🥀🌸 yoshikage kira/reader - set your dreams where nobody hides. give your tears to the tide

🌻ℹdio brando/reader - the night city grows, look at the horizon glow

🌻bruno bucciarati/leone abbachio - let's go fairy hunting

🥀🌸 bruno bucciarati/leone abbachio - with each other in mind, stick it out until the end

🌻 dio brando/reader - love is just another leap of faith but i'd jump right in

🌻🌼 bruno bucciarati/leone abbachio - goodnight moon

🌻 dio brando/reader - lets be alone together we can stay young forever

🌼🌻 jotaro kujo/noriaki kakyoin - i will keep on waiting for your love

🥀dio brando/reader - the fate which still remains

🥀🌸 dio brando/reader - asleep in the arms of the soft swinging seas

🌼dio brando/reader - amore mio aiutami

🌼dio brando/reader - i was blind, i couldn't see the world there right in front of me. but now i can

🌻 dio brando/reader - all that is real is you

🌸🌷dio brando/reader - this is what it feels like

🌻enrico pucci/reader - lovers rock the nostalgic love rock

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[eeveesplace]

Regressuary 2025 Day 12

“Suzi Q is sick but insists she’s fine.” (feat. Lisa Lisa)

🩷 Many thanks to @mcschnuggles for the prompts list! 🩷

Ship: LisaQ

Word Count: 307

Applicable Tags: During Canon, JJBA Part 2: Battle Tendency, Sickfic, Common Cold, Fevers, Mild Hurt/Comfort, House Cleaning, Regressor Suzi Q, Carer Lisa Lisa, POV Third Person Omniscient

Suzi Q swept the foyer of the castle that formed Air Supplena Island, but her usual stamina failed. She coughed into her arm and attempted to clear her throat and continue working.

Lisa Lisa approached from one of the rooms next door, checking in on the young woman. “Is everything going alright? I heard some noise and thought I should see you.”

“Yes, signora! Everything is—achoo!” Suzi shivered as she recovered from the sneeze attack, and Lisa Lisa rushed over to her, concerned.

“Suzi, let me check your temperature.” The older woman pressed the back of her hand against Suzi’s forehead, eyes widening in alarm. “You’re burning up! Let’s get you to one of the guest rooms.”

Suzi shook her head, holding her broom firmly. “I-I’m fine! I’ve barely started-” She sneezed again, carefully wiping her nose on the hem of her apron.

“Suzi,” Lisa Lisa commanded her authority. “If you’re sick, you need rest.” She quickly disarmed the broom from Suzi’s hands, flipping it into hers. She guided her down the halls to the dormitories, holding her hand. “If you were sick, you simply should have told me.” She helped Suzi into the bed, tucking her in comfortably. “I’ll get the chefs to make you some soup, and I’ll get you a cold compress. Stay still for just a moment.”

“Sì, signora.” Suzi sniffled as Lisa Lisa quietly shut the door, leaving the young maid to rest.

The older woman knew of medicinal Hamon techniques for healing broken bones, but a simple cold was more mundane than her usual experiences. It’s best if she rests as much as possible. I don’t want to interfere too much. After putting in the meal request, Lisa Lisa went to her office and perused the bookshelves. I’m sure she’d enjoy a story, which will also help put her to rest.

Liked this and want more? Check the full Regressuary fic on my AO3 here!

[in-writing-hell]

Hello, everyone! I would love to practice some writing for more serious, elaborate projects, and what better way is there than doing Stuff that makes you happy!!!

Here are some ground rules:

This will probably become an NFSW blog, so, you know the drill: minors, for the love of god, DNI. People without their ages in bio will get blocked, and I will look at every person who follows/reblogs my stuff and strictly enforce this rule. This is the only and final warning.

I take requests for any character from any part, aside from 8 and 9, for I simply have not read them yet. Please, do send me requests. I'm begging.

I don't discriminate against any ship, but will tag every blurb accordingly. Dead Dove stuff will appear almost definitely. Mind the tags. You can block them, too. I will try to implement a grading system, so that you can curate your experience to your liking, but this will happen once I actually have written some things.

Yes, this means that ships like Adult x Minor (brugio, josuhan, diopucci etc etc) might, and probably will, appear.

I am fine with doing x Reader stuff. If gender or characteristics are not specified, I will opt for gender neutrality, despite my unfamiliarity with the form of 2nd person narration as a whole.

Headcanons, blurbs - I will do all of it. I desperately desire practice. Please. Feed me. Please.

Do not report me; block me.

Things about me that you should know:

Yes, I am an adult.

My favourite part is part 5, I would say it's the part I am most familiar with.

I have not finished reading part 7 fully. This being said, I do not possess a full understanding of its characters yet; however, I do believe that it will grow on me as time goes by.

I do not engage in the shipping discourse. I will write any idea I am sent, as long as a submission is not a joke and I can find a proper way to portray it.

This... Is probably all.

[marsipaniscool]

I have to ask about your thoughts on how kars was radicalized because i've seen the wham post and now I'm curious

:D! okie dokie! 1.7k words of young kars angst is served hot and ready! also slight esikars in part 2 ! :) TW: brief description of violence [1/2] under the cut for length

(I will be assuming that Kars' former tribe is the only pillar tribe on earth, I simply haven't thought about other tribes :,) ) SO let's start with just a general overview of Kars' life. He's 103,000 years old, according to the wiki. It's mentioned several times, both directly and indirectly (Wamuu and Santana's ages now vs. when they were shown to have been taken at infancy), that the pillar tribe was only slaughtered by Esidisi and Kars 10,000 years ago. So, that's 93,000 years Kars spent with his tribe being abused and chastised.

The pillar tribe was a small and tight-knit community with few distinctions politically, economically, or socially. This social wealth fostered an attitude of peace towards nature, humans, and themselves. The tribe had long made peace with their inability to bask in the sun, fostering a story similar to that of Abrahamic Adam and Eve. A group of pillar people upset the sun god, and, as punishment, their people were banished from the sun for all eternity. Surviving the night of life was necessary for the light of the afterlife.

Kars, when he came of age, followed in his family's footsteps and became an apprentice to his father in natural philosophy, with a focus on medicinal alchemy. He didn't mind, having had an interest in science for as long as he could remember. His parents, masters of the subject, lovingly fostered this interest. Every star and constellation, every planet, every asteroid band, everything in the night sky he knew. He knew the clouds too—that odd shade of grey. He wasn't fond of them very much; they blocked out the stars.

It started with irritation at having to rush miles into the forest surrounding the temples at dusk, just to hope to get to the blossoms he needed for his latest project. He often failed, the flowers long since pruned by the creatures of the light. Even a scrap of a petal seldom remained for Kars.

That irritation became anger when the humans who worshiped them would have sun-kissed skin, and the children would still smell of the ocean waves. They'd laugh and tell stories of how warm and lovely it was. He rushed out into the evening one day, as soon as it was safe, only to feel heat boil in his chest as the air around him grew colder, no longer warmed by the sun. To indulge in the sun, all of it, to be able to feel the warmth on his skin and to be burned, if even for a moment, was all he desired. He wanted to pick the flowers and the fruits that flourished during the day and feel the life flow through them—life given by the sun.

It bothered him greatly that he came from the flesh of the earth, the same as any creature, yet he and his people are the only ones to be cursed like this. He doesn't understand why they're so complacent or why they're so accepting of their fate in the darkness.

First, he goes to his father, the man who spoiled him and loved him his entire life. He paces around frustratedly, hands running through his hair, horns fully protruding, and lets out centuries of buried anger. His father stops him mid-sentence with a hand, laughing loudly.

"The sun isn't a friend, nor is it a foe. It's not something to be feared nor conquered. It simply is not our dominion. While the moon doesn't hurt the humans that worship us, many fear it and the darkness it heralds. They tell stories of monsters, of horrific demonic creatures in the night. The sun is their dominion, as the moon is ours."

Kars went to the elders, only to be met with recommendations to visit the tribe's shaman and to be induced into a lengthy meditation with their moon goddess.

He was infuriated now. Why didn't anyone understand? Whenever he brought up concerns he deemed worthwhile, they were dismissed with, "This is just how things are!"

Word spread quickly among the small tribe, with the older men coming to mock him every morning and evening when he would head out to see the last rays of the sun peaking over the horizon. It escalated to outright mockery wherever he would go. At meals: "Is this food as warm as the sun?" Whenever he would wear jewelry of the sun, he was boisterously, cruelly laughed at, and had it ripped off of him. He used to love wearing gold, the colour of the sun; it complimented his hair and complexion so well, he thought. His tribe laughed at him and dirtied his garments with mud, rotted meat, and whatever vile fluids and liquidy things that were within reach. Black was the colour of the night, and it didn't show the stains. He started wearing his hair up, first in braids, then in buns, then in his wraps. He was tired of it getting mucked up, tangled, yanked, and abused.

One night he entered the galley, and as he stood on the stone pedestal overlooking the table, he realised there was no seat for him. He left as silent as he came.

[edgy-ella]

Where all my JoJo fanfic authors at?

[kots-kots]

wow um… sorry abt the inactivity here’s some whamseph

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Wamuu is enamored by the total piece of work that the human body is. It adjusts, adapts, and recovers from the environment around it. Human bodies are an intricate network of muscles, arteries, and blood but on the surface, their skin tells a whole story.

Scars, birthmarks, freckles, all those little parts of your body…

Are simply fascinating to Wamuu.

And Joseph Joestar has a lot of those.

[nishikiliker]

maybe the worst thing i've written to date? caejose chatting on grindr and hooking up fic! (18+ only, E rated, this is chapter 1 of 2)