The eldest D'Arby brother watching Old Joseph and Old Caesar arguing on who gets to play cards.
D'Arby: *Sighs, rests his cheek on his hand, bored* Are you actually going to play or...?
Old Caesar: One second, sir. *Starts arguing in Italian*
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My piece for @andythelemon's SCHOOL'S OUT zine in 2022.
(PDFs are available!)
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Happy new bunny year~! 👯💕
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!!!OLD ART!!!
While I'm like, yeah this is some old stuff I still feel an attachment to these art pieces. By getting into Jojo my art improved significantly that year during the pandemic, so I can't help but still look at them fondly :]
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Old Joseph: I got an idea!
Old Caesar: No. Absolutely not.
Old Joseph: But I didn't say what it was.
Old Caesar: Your ideas often end up in either a crash, an injury, or me dragging you out of a situation.
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old caejose
(i'll be reposting most of my art from twitter on here teehee)
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i am so sorry for this. thoughts about caejose/jotakak. from the perspective of joseph/jotaro. crying over my fav jobros atm.
One day, when all of this is done, I’ll tell you how much I love you. One day, when the looming threat is off our backs. One day, when we will be able to sleep peacefully because we know what the next day will bring. One day, because if I die trying to protect you, then you might never know. Because it’s true, from the moment we began to fight this evil together. I knew that I loved you. You were shoved down my throat, became the enemy, then a quick friend. Even though you may be rough, even though sometimes you don’t understand me. Even if we don’t always get along. I know that somewhere deep in my soul, along with the beating heart, that rouses the power from within me. I know that the same blinding feeling has your name written right next to it. Even if you’re gone. Even if you’ve died. Even if I have to continue with the next big fight without you. I know that I love you. And when I finally come home, and you’re not there. I will feel it. Your name haunts the hallways and doorframes of my heart. To know, I will never see your face again. To know that you will never again be waiting for me around the next corner. To know you will never again call my name. That is the worst pain of it all. At night, I’ll wake up shouting for you. My hand will be outstretched, grasping at the dark, as your face fades from my view. And when I see you in nature, in the sun, in the moon, in the stars. I will know that you loved me, too.
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E tutto intorno sembra aver trovato un senso
Che ti invade e mi assale
La paura di sfiorarti nelle mani incontra il mio sudore
Io non posso fare altro che ammirare
Come un uomo aspetta passi il temporale purché torni il sole
May 2022
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