#joestarheaven

[forfamily]

She had only been invited to the Passione villa once, a long time ago, when Diavolo was forcing other Dons to kneel before him or face his wrath; of course, they never actually saw this particular Boss in person. It was a wretched place, one she did not want to visit again in this lifetime. Yet here she was, joining the other Dons, waiting to swear allegiance to the new Capo dei capi- The Boss of all Bosses -Giorno Giovanna. Not that the other Dons actually knew she was the new Boss- Diavolo had been so secretive, no one had actually known who he was- she'd discovered identity completely by chance… and made sure she kept that revelation to herself; she wasn't ready for her grave yet. There was still too much to do. And she had the Famiglia to take care of.

One by one, they took a knee and pressed their lips to the back of Giorno's hand. She was last, after Bertone, and there was a brief silence. It was very rare, almost unheard of, to have a woman Don. So many years ago, Bianca had shaken the Underground of Italy when her grandfather, the Old Lion, had passed on his power to her. She'd been the youngest ever, just eighteen. Yet there she stood, now, ready to bend the knee to an even younger woman. Baroness Zeppeli wouldn't have it any other way.

The problem arose when she had to actually kneel- the dress she wore flattered her figure, as it should for the price she paid for it, but it was snug from the hips to just about her knees; there would be no way she could do this gracefully. She could sense the other Dons whispering behind her- most of them had been opposed to her rise in power despite the fact that she had worked her ass off to get there, and had earned her place.

"Mi scusi."

And she bent at the waist, making eyebrows arch at her derriere before she gripped the hem of her dress and promptly tore it right up to her thigh. There was a shocked silence as a shapely leg emerged, a thigh-high and a garter, as she took her knee at Giorno's feet. Lifting the blond's hand, she pressed her lips to the back of her fingers. Her gaze should have remained lowered. It didn't; dark whiskey eyes lifted to the newest Don's gaze for a moment, a small smile curving the lips against her fingers before she pulled back and stood, joining the others for the next part of business.

A scarlet lipstick print remained behind. This new era of Passione aligned perfectly with that of Zeppeli. That print was a promise.

[mechahero]

@joestarheaven​ asked- talk about us ( looking with big eyes for JOSEPH)

send me “talk about us” and my muse will talk about your muse (accepting)

What they define their relationship with your muse as- “Dating. Pretty sure we’re dating. I dunno.”

Something they like about your muse- “Am I allowed to say you’ve got a real nice face? Does that count? Probably not so uh, you’re funny? Charming? I don’t know what to say here.”

Something they dislike about your muse- “You’re kind of, what’s the word here? Oh yeah. An asshole. You can be such a shithead sometimes, y’know that? You think you’re such hot shit. And the worst part is that it actually works for you! Like, what the fuck is up with that?!”

Their first impression of your muse- “I thought you were an asshole. And I really, really wanted to punch you in the face. Like, a lot.”

Their impression of your muse now- “I don’t wanna punch you in the face. But I do like hangin’ around ya a lot more now. Also, you’re a fuckin’ goofball.”

How they feel about your muse- “I dunno. You’re a lot of things. A lot of really good things and I like all of them. So, I guess that means I really like you too?”

Something they are hiding from your muse- “My family. I’m hidin�� them. I don’t wanna talk about them. Not to him, not to anyone.”

Something they wish they could to tell your muse- “I kinda envy how you only got out whatever fight you had with just a missing arm. It’s the not the same as what I went through every time I think about this but I think you got lucky.”

[caestusvulpes]

"Oh, joy." She doubled over and massaged her calves and shoulder. Well, despite her inclination to be more awake at night, she was surprised her eyes didn't feel like lead beads in her sockets. As standoffish as her attitude towards him usually was, her offputting behavior lacked a decent bit of bite.

Regrettably, he was growing on her. Like an incessant rash. She cautiously takes the bottle, squinting. "Y'didn't spit in it, did you?"

caestusvulpes​:

“This is gonna drive me t'an early grave. Yer killin’ me, y'know that? It’s over fer me,” she dramatically puts the back of her hand to her head and dips it back. “M'cripplin’ tendency t'get outpaced is finally, ironically, catchin'up t'me.”

But the desire to flick that smug look off his face was very, very strong. She decided to bite her tongue for now ( a monumental, Herculean task, for sure ), and just let out a soft puff of air. “Where the hell have y'dragged me, anyway? Are we really spendin’ our minimal time off like this?” I’d rather be asleep, actually.

he laughs at her emoting, enjoying her complaining just a TEENSY bit. “  well, Lisa Lisa asked me to get a few things but i didn’t wanna go alone so i grabbed the first person i saw and that happened to be you. LUCKY, huh?  “ another laugh before he’s finally slowing down to a stop, sparing her from any more pain.

“  here.  “ he proceeds to pull a water bottle out of the small bag barely hanging on his arm and handing it to her. “  for being SOOOO nice to me.  “ he says with the biggest, fakest smile he can possibly manage.

[bd-handystand]

🎨 you have to draw your best bro uwu

“Just, uh, ignore the bottom one, bro....”

[dailykars]

second place raffle prize is here!! Congrats @joestarheaven and thank you again for entering and following me!! I had so much fun drawing this one ^o^ <3

[weeklyilluso-blog]

didnt we like?? beat u up with fugo's purple haze??? why r u still here? :thinking emoji: -giorno

“I didn’t sacrifice my Louis Vuitton outfit to have you pull up with your stupid fucking limited edition starbucks cup askin’ why I didn’t die or whatever.”

“but if you must know, bad bitches never die.”

@joestarheaven

[ask-the-jojo-trickster]

( who is that gorgeous lady? and can i hold her hand? ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ )

(hehe yes you may)

“Oh, hello~ You may call me Namira if you wish. I am the castle’s Sorceress and Advisor to the King”

[occasional-smolsuke-higashikata]

hey little me! what are you planning for halloween?? -Josuke ( :3c )

“Like a werewolf or something! That would be kewl right?”

@joestarheaven

[weeklydiamondboy]

ok but if surface is here? where's hazamada?? thinking emoji

[rokushogamer-blog]

@joestarheaven you have angered him

[ask-modern-jojos]

Kars: What's all the commotion...?

Esidisi: Looks like some kids got netted. You wanna do something about it?

Kars: Hm. Wammu, Santana, go closer and investigate.

Santana and Wammu: Yes, Lord Kars.

@joestarheaven

[bossarchive]

i follow u cause uhhhhh ur smelly and i love u???????????????????????????????

i love u tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[bd-handystand]

" Hey, Ms. P!! Its Hugo!! I'm here to do a big order!! >:D!!!!! " What was this dude planning now?

“Bring it on, clown boy.”

[butterppretzel]

hehe new icons for this and my jojo blog >:3c

[notsodaily-smolkakyoin]

Artist Prompt.

THE WRITER.

messy notebooks. messy desks. messy head. scribbling all over their arms. night owl. never being able to finish a project. losing too many ideas due to forgetfulness. passionate about everything. know-it-all. not knowing their own limits. trying to make flowers bloom, even during heavy storms.

THE POET.

quiet. visual mind. head filled with ideas. struggling to find the right words. not being productive for three months and then writing six poems in an hour. reading the entire dictionary several times. noticing little details that no one else does. laughing quietly. wishing to be enough, someday.

THE PAINTER.

failing at consistency. having paint all over their face, clothes, and desks. spending more money on art supplies than on anything else. notebooks filled with doodles, tears, and flowers. radiating sunshine. heavy mood swings. supporting, and being supported.

THE PERFORMER.

loud. not hesitating to speak up, for themselves, for others. trying to see the good in everything. rain, and the smell before rain. drinking more coffee than their body can handle. reading every book at once. laughing and crying at the same time. being honest. the helping hand everyone needs

Tagged by: @coollyinterferes

Tagging: @occasionalfugo @occasional-trussardi @gothwithorns @universe-inside-of-your-heart @joestarheaven @poncylookingredhead @haecceiity [[and i guess whoever else wants to do it JUSTSTEAL IT 8′) ]]

[mechahero]

“Well, it ain’t my fault either!”, Lambda snaps back. It was, actually. His habit of getting into or starting some shit hadn’t been kicked and well, he was in it again. He just happened to drag Joseph into it. “It’s just that, y’know-” He glances down for a moment.

“You’re a better plan maker than me?”

@mechahero​ ; “ okay ,  but  what’s  your  plan ? ” //hands this to you. for Joseph if u want?

“  you’re asking ME?! i wasn’t the one who got us into this mess!  “

𝐋𝐎𝐊𝐈  𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 . ; ACCEPTING