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darby-derby · 5 months

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opinions on the older D’arby?

On one hand I love his whole aesthetic and he was actually the one I fell for first. Then I saw his brother and was like “oh okay so it DOES get even better”. Then I found out he was a terrible brother to Terence and became immensely conflicted.

On one hand he is LITERALLY Terence’s villain backstory, on the other hand he’s also pretty silly himself. Also I beat my sister at poker once while watching his episode and it was awesome.

#jjba #Terence T. D’Arby #Daniel J. D’Arby #stardust crusaders

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6ixbullets · 1 year

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D4N1EL J D’4RBY IC0NS !

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ 🐚🩹☁️♡

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imdedinsidex-x · 1 year

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Random doodle I made. I think they would be friends

#Jjba #jojo #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo kimyou na bouken #jojo’s bizarre adventure fanart #jjba fanart #hol horse #hol horse fanart #Daniel j d’arby #Daniel j Darby #Daniel j Darby fanart #Daniel j d’arby fanart

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sillyguydanny · 2 years

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good afternoon tumblr take my terrible memes again

#adventures of captain wrongel #archibald dandy #daniel j d’arby my beloved #silver meme time

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porunareff · 2 years

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Daniel J. D’Arby Card Game Set (JOJO World 2 exclusive merch)

#JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #Jojo no Kimyou na Bouken #jojo #jjba #Stardust Crusaders #jojo merch #in love with this it's so gorgeous

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ask-yensoccs · 4 months

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∫♱ Creators Ocs & A bit about them. | A bit about me. / Boundaries

Alexander : A young merchant who is the close friend of Jonathan Joestar. Also the adopted son of Jack the Ripper before he became an vampire.

Joan : The daugther of Alexander, she is forever cursed she can do nothing but just stay in one spot having a type of Prophet role.

Hazel : A girl who once’s knew Dio & loved him, hence she is blind & deaf but she does know sign language.

Cindy : She is the mother of Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli as well as the ex wife Of Mario Zeppeli, she grew up in a snobbish rich household.

Yueliang : She is a Chinese moon goddess of Rebirth & the moon. She is peaceful & quiet always appearing with the pillarmen.

Citra : She is the Blogger girlfriend of Kakyoin who absolutely adores animals & cute items. (not much since she is a minor character.)

Li-Jing : She is the wife of Daniel J D’Arby, her stand is Isis as she usually just quiet & shy much like the character flutter shy.

Suzume : She is the girlfriend of the famous Mangaka Rohan, as she is a mangaka herself but instead of shonen. She is a Shoujo artist

Asami : She is the designer girlfriend of Akira Otoshi & absolutely likes making fun of people for no reason & will not hesitate to be mean to you.

Yume : She is the depressed widowed girlfriend of Keicho as she plays a minor role in helping Josuke & his group even though she might just be depressed. (not repressed).

Yen : She is a female La squadra member the girlfriend of Prosciutto, she is a bit giddy but also she does play a somewhat minor towards major role. I don’t know.

Magnolia : The girlfriend of Bucciarati near the end, she is a member of Bucciarati gang as she is considered one of the most prettiest girls.

Ombra : Ombra is apart of Unita Speciale. She is Sapphic & sometimes really unhinged & out of pocket.

Feng : she is the narcissistic Dermatologist/Surgeon wife of Cioccolata with her son Viktor.

Em : Em is the undead assistant of Feng. WHO absolutely hates anyone affiliated with Feng. She hates Feng.

Miuccia : she is a devotee of Luna/Selene as she doesn’t play much of a role but no one really knows what she can do

Viktor : The son of Cioccolata & Feng. He is currently in green dolphin prison for commiting unexplained crimes(Nothing from anything sexual category.)

Momo : she is the secret Daughter of Jotaro he had when he accidentally got into a one night stand. She is also in Viktor group ‘Holy Grail’

Mithai : The demonic fairy girlfriend of Momo who seems to just appear out of no where when she wants to.

Amy : The old showgirl who is in green dolphin prison like Momo, Viktor & Mimi. She rather is more random.

Mimi : The ex Vkei artist who got put into jail for a assaulting multiple people just for her friends.

Ryota : The time traveling old man-child who knows how to make crazy inventions & documents everything

Mr. Russo : The Butler of Ryota who use to have affiliation with the mafia.

Ambra : The daugther of Prosciutto & Yen along with her unnamed Siblings as Ambra is a model.

Sato : The gay married man who married Jotaro after he(Jotaro) divorced his wife during a few years prior of part 6.

Hachirō : The son of Sato & his old wife.

Arabella : Viktor old childhood girlfriend who he gets reunited with after he died

Ai-Mei(Syaoran) : The princess of China as she is the kings daugther but she escaped to do the race.

Olivia : The robotic undead 505 year old Freak show performer who seems even more random then everyone else.

Chum : The metalhead girlfriend of a therapist. She is an insane feminist & insanely strong despite her height

Liz : A K pop idol who just wants to live a normal life even though she doesn’t know how to speak English well.

@ask-team-bucciarati & @ask-la-squadra TY FOR THE INSPIRATION :3

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A bit about Mun.

My name is Yen/Raven

My pronouns are any really but most preferred is She/Her or They/Them

I am a wiccan of 5-6 years.

I really love goth stuff & Tyoe O Negative :}

I love to Roleplay & do shit

I will not take blame if you get traumatized or trigger from my blog since I have warned you.

I do a lot of shit & I’m in multiple fandoms as I as well do match ups & headcanons on my main acc & @x0bl00dy-type .

I am about 5’7-5’9

- idk what else to add lOL.

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Boundaries

Interact :

JJBA fan Accs & RP Accs

People who knows how to be respectful

Everything really just don’t be toxic.

OMG TYPE O FANS OR OTHER METAL BANDS OR ROCK BAND ENJOYERS

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⥥

Don't Interact :

Toxic people

Proshitters & Really anything along those lines as well as Lolicons. I am not dealing with their bullshit

Abelist, Sexist, Racist, Haters, & other stuff like that.:P

If I see any of these following people on my blog if their not anonymous they will get blocked. As well as sex accs.

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P.S : I’m always free but also yet again another Warning. Their will be slurs(Reclaimable by creator)(Creator is allowed to say them.), Substance use, Sexual implications as well as other mature contents step away if your not comfortable.

#jjba #jjba oc #i’m unhinged #help.#im bored #TY FOR INSPIRATION #𖤐NSFW #★SFW

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corpsoir · 1 year

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How about Mariah x Daniel J. D’Arby?

i have literally never even heard about this as a ship before so i have . no clue of what to even say holy shit HABSFKFKGK????

#ask game #ask

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ajockeynamedpod · 1 year

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daniel j d’arby’s pubic bush 😳

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sagdustcrusaders · 3 years

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Now I’m not a D’Arby simp but like..

I can appreciate his existence

#Jjba #Daniel D’Arby #Daniel j. D’Arby #Beth could you please explain to me why his thighs are so outrageously thick?#Like A LOT thicker than pretty much everyone else’s in part 3 #Like....... excuse me sir #Please I need to hear a professional opinion #Man’s got bedroom eyes in the second pic jfc

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6ixbullets · 1 year

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D4N1EL J D’4RBY IC0NS !

ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ 🐚🃏☁️♡

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pleasemrdarby · 4 years

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What if Daniel took his son to gamble and he gets a piece of the action and wins money Daniel would be so proud

This is Daniel we’re talking about; the man would be proud of his son for pretty much anything. Also, it’s been awhile since I’ve written for the gambler man, so I’m really rusty (pretty much, don’t hate me if this sucks). That said, I sort of maybe totally absolutely took this idea and ran.

As soon as his son is old enough, Daniel would regularly be taking him to casinos, bars, and any other type place where he could gamble. Even before then, possibly to S/O’s disapproval, he’d still bring them along with him (it’s not breaking the law if you’re not caught, right?). Believing that you’re never too young to gamble, the elder D’Arby would have plenty of connections with people to ensure that they don’t get caught for underage gambling.

At first, Daniel has his son only watch, making observations during his games; eventually, when his father thinks he’s ready for it, he’ll have them move onto being more involved with the game itself. As it’s in his careful, calculative nature, Daniel has a fairly well-planned out roadmap of how he wants to pass on everything he knows, albeit at a very slow pace. He means well and only wants to make sure his son fully understands all the intricacies to gambling; however, his approach ends up restrictive.

Reclining in his chair at the poker table and passively taking a sip of his beverage, Daniel would be fully prepared to hear his son bet within their agreed upon range. He’d look over to them just as they pipe up from beside him, raising to an excessively higher wager.

After nearly choking from the initial surprise, which would win him glares from around the table, his eyes would flick first to the just-moved stack of chips, then over to the unbothered expression of his son. Recognizing that he should follow suit, Daniel quickly (and somehow gracefully) collects himself, having to curb his dadlier instincts.

As the hand plays out, the older D’Arby would try his best to remain indifferent so as not to disadvantage his son. Despite his attempts to repress any and all nervous tics, he ends up taking noticeable amounts of short, brief sips of his drink and digging into his pockets to fish out a piece of chocolate before noisily fumbling with the wrapper (let’s be honest, he probably has some sort of emergency chocolate for moments like these).

In the midst of his distress, possibly as he’s enjoying some bites of his emergency chocolate, Daniel would take a few moments to consider why he was feeling the way he was. He was the Great D’Arby after all, so why did the poker game of someone many years his junior make him so uneasy? Don’t get me wrong, Daniel loves his son dearly, but gambling was gambling; if his son lost, then he lost, and that was that.

As far as he was concerned, the bet didn’t directly affect him. Any amount of money lost was easily replaceable. Sure, he did have some pride on the line as he was the one who taught his son everything he knows; although, it isn’t unexpected for someone so young to be inexperienced. Besides, gambling is merely a metaphor for man’s relation with one another, a dance in which the loser cries first. So then, why did the outcome of the game matter so much to him?

He would never figure out the root of his anxiety for, despite his tendency to deny it, Daniel had gotten softer after becoming a father. Of course, any and all of his fatherly softness is saved for whatever family he has for himself, conventional or not; however, pieces of it found itself seeping out into other aspects of his life.

Occasionally, even if it’s just for a moment, he’d almost feel a small tinge of pity when someone loses against him; considering whether they knew any better instead of resorting to believe they truly deserved it for being so foolish as to bet against him. Other times, he’d have to stop himself from feeling sorry and completely at fault for someone so emotionally distraught by the knowledge that their loved one’s soul was taken from them. Though, Daniel stifles these thoughts immediately.

Having given himself some time (and some chocolate) to calm down, he’d glance back at the table and instantly be dragged out of whatever funk he was in becaUSE OH HEY LOOK AT HIS SON

The older gambler would have to fight to keep that dopey proud dad smile from his face when he sees his pride and joy surrounded by a mountain of chips. Now that things have proven to be going well, all of Daniel’s worries would be lifted.

Getting nerves from any high stake like that was natural, wasn’t it? Of course, he should have remained fully confident in his own flesh and blood! Perhaps he had inherited some of his skill alongside his good looks?

Daniel could easily flip the situation to see it as a sort of test, an unexpected detour in his roadmap for teaching his son the art of gambling, perfect for seeing whether or not everything he taught him had really stuck. It also acted as a show that he had been holding back his son; seeing him so capable and adept in this situation would certainly change Daniel’s approach to teaching him.

From that realization onwards, watching the game unfold would have become fun, and Daniel would never fail to be thrilled by seeing that amassment of chips grow larger and larger. Although, he’d decide to remain silent; he had virtually nothing to do with the game.

Every once in awhile, he’d notice behaviors and turns of phrase reminiscent to how he would act: continually taunting his opponent, boasting over any slight advantage, making shvictory (premature or not) in their face, and generally, for a lack of better words, being a massive bastard. Overall, alongside how proud and impressed Daniel would be, recognizing similarities between him and his offspring would only be the cherry on top.

As the game comes to a close and all’s been said and done, the older gambler, no longer needing to suppress grinning like an idiot, would quietly watch as his son cashed out his chips. Once the two were out of whatever establishment they were in, Daniel’s in full dad mode, clapping them on the back, singing praises, making comments on every little thing they did right (with very few minor, almost glossed-over, critiques sprinkled in), and, obviously, telling him how proud he is. If any of his remarks was met with how they “learned from the best” Daniel wouldn’t be able to stop himself from ruffling their hair and letting out a hearty “Good!” (I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself). He might receive some teasing for his initial reaction as well; although, now that it was over, it became something he and his son could easily laugh about.

Maybe a congratulatory hug was in order?

When it came down to how to properly celebrate, Daniel was completely willing to go along with whatever made his precious offspring happy. Though, he did have a preference for things such as the two of them purchasing custom-fit suits or even getting ice cream together.

#Aaaaaa don’t hurt me I’ve never gambled before #I didn’t proofread either #I have no idea how long I’ve been holding onto this for #That’s legit a textwall oh god #Ask #anon #Daniel J. D’Arby #headcanon #I forgot how I usually tag my posts

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l-fandom-wall-l · 3 years

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May I get some Daniel J. D'Arby content? He's my favorite character and the lack of content is disheartening.

Of course, I do understand if you don't wanna do it.

Lol now why wouldn’t I want to do Daniel J. D’Arby I’ll do any character, and it was a pleasure doing him. I hope this was everything you asked for, thanks for your request!

#jjba wallpaper #jjba #jojo #jojo wallpaper #jjba manga #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo manga #stardust crusaders #jojo part 3 #stardust crusaders wallpapers #daniel j d'arby #jjba d’arby #jojo d’arby #osiris #jojo osiris #jojo lockscreens #jjba lockscreens #jojoscreensavers #edits

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catboyvanillaice · 3 years

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the fact that there’s a daniel d’arby statue legend figure but no terence figure is proof that gamers are the most oppressed minority.

#this is SARCASM #kat.txt #rambling #stardust crusaders #d’arby brothers #terence t d'arby #daniel j d'arby #i’m so upset about it tho wtf #where’s the love for terence c’mon medicos #god help me if i could 3d model i’d solve this problem but god said i could draw if i could do anything else i’d be too powerful #am i the only one on the planet that wants one? because it seems like it

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sunflowerspinoff · 4 years

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“Poker Face”

Daniel J D’Arby/Reader (SMUT)

(Bear with me dudes I know nothing about poker, I’m also tired and this is bad)

Daniel gives you head? Anyone?

Being a minion for Dio wasn’t the worst thing in the world, I mean, some of the other minions were..sleazy, you tried to avoid them at any cost, you were here to simply serve, get your money and then go, never to be seen again.

Yet one man had managed to make even that harder for you.

Daniel fucking D’Arby. You found yourself pitted against him in poker games many times after the rest of the other stand users had dragged you into the game.

You narrowed your eyes at him, his relaxed stature, strong cologne and half-lidded eyes were enough to tell you that you should probably stay away, but did you listen to yourself? Of course not.

And whoopdee doo! You found yourself in a distasteful game of strip poker, along with Steely Dan, Geil, Terence D’Arby, and Hol Horse.

Of course they joined in as soon as they learned it was strip poker, you sneered at their eagerness to get you out of your clothes, making sure to sit farthest away from the more touchy of the latter.

You felt some comfort as you sat next to Terence and his brother, the two better than the slimy and grabby hands of the rest of the players, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t feel Daniel’s gaze burning into the side of your head, but you chose to ignore him.

You’d chosen to put slightly more clothing on before that evening, just in case, you didn’t doubt your abilities at all, but it was just in case. You just hoped they didn’t point it out.

So you had taken off your jacket at the first loss of the night, a growl at the back of your throat as you shuffled out of the fabric, draping it over the back of your chair.

Hol Horse grinned, cigarette hanging loosely between his lips as you scowled, although it was soon replaced by a grin when the man was forced to remove his hat.

You weren’t doing too badly, it had already been an hour and everyone, minus Daniel, had lost one or some items of clothing, some being too enthusiastic, like Steely Dan, who had been all too happy to flex his arms in your direction. Getting a laugh out of everyone when you sneered at him to fuck off.

You would not admit that the deep chuckle Daniel let out travelled down your spine in a shiver pleasantly.

“Hey, want a drink?” Terence nudged you, and you turned to him, one of the few people here that you felt were actually normal.

“Ugh, yes please.” You groaned, the male laughing at your eager response before pouring you a shot, clinking glasses with him before throwing it back, letting out a small ‘woo’ at the pleasant burn it gave you.

“You know, drinking will decrease your performance rate.” Daniel hummed from beside you, absentmindedly shuffling the pack of cards he keeps around at all times.

“Pft, I think I’ll be able to play poker after a few drinks, Daniel.” You snorted, Terence snickering with you.

“I didn’t mean during the game.” Daniel interrupted your laughing, almost deadpan minus the small quirk of his lip, indicating a smirk.

“Wait then what did you me-oh.” Terence started, staring down at your frozen and blushing form..ohh.

You scowled, the raucous laughter of the males around you making the blush on your face all the more evident, and once again, you felt Daniel’s gaze on the back of your head.

Let’s just say you strayed from drinking much more from then on, the embarrassment stuck at the back of your head. Fuck you Daniel.

The evening was soon to come to an end, and you narrowly escaped having to take your shirt off, much to to the males dismay.

You waved goodbye to everyone as you picked up the few pieces of clothing you had lost, under the illusion that you were alone, a gasp escaping you when you turned to face Daniel’s chest, your backside hitting the side of the poker table as you dropped the clothes in your hand.

“Jesus! You scared me!” You hissed, before noticing you were practically caged in by Daniel’s chest, internally being jealous of how the males in the manor towered over you.

You felt nothing but tired, wanting to go back to your own respective room of the mansion and crash onto the bed. But it seemed Daniel had other ideas.

So when he leaned in close, his breath fanning your cheek as he murmured something to you, although the blood rushing to your ears blocked him out, but either way, you leaned into the kiss he placed on your soft lips.

Your hands flew up and around his neck, while his rested on your hips, leaning into you as your lips moved against his, a soft noise escaping you when his tongue slipped into your mouth.

You leaned back, Daniel practically on top of you on his table, a growl in the back of his throat when you bit his lip.

“My brother could catch us.” He raised an eyebrow in your direction, but the look in his eyes gave away his want to continue.

“Who cares.” You replied sharply, hissing in pleasure when Daniel pressed his hips against yours approvingly.

Your hands moved up to tangle in his neat hair, undoubtedly messing it up as he dived down to suckle and bite at your neck, your hips bucking upwards into his.

You both knew you had been dancing around this, it was long awaited, so it made it all the more sweeter now, but the thought was booted from your mind as Daniel worked to get even more clothes off of you.

A moan left your lips as his hand moved to cup your breast, moving down to take the nub into his mouth as you writhed beneath him, his other hand darting down to find your underwear.

You shuddered at his low chuckle, the slickness between your legs growing bigger with each movement, a whine at the back of your throat when he traced circles on your clit.

You’d be damned if you’d sit back and let him have all the fun, so your hand snaked down, feeling the hard outline of his cock, straining against his trousers.

It was worth it, since he groaned and moved further into your touch, before Daniel laughed once more, sliding down to hold your plush thighs, pushing them open as he lowered himself.

Your mind hazy and clouded by lust, unaware to what he was doing until his tongue prodded your entrance, juices coating the tip of his tongue as you moaned.

You felt him mark up your thighs, a shiver wracking you at the feeling, there would most likely be marks, there and on your neck too, maybe even fingerprint bruises from his firm his grip was. The thought had you a little bit more slick.

His tongue made its way back to your wet cunt, a whine escaping you as he danced around what he knew you wanted, lightly teasing your clit and only giving you hints of what he could possibly offer.

“Daniel-Daniel please!” You cried, trying to move your hips up into him but he held you down, gently but firmly as he continued to take his sweet time.

His hot breath against your inner thighs and cunt made you scratch the poker table, hopefully not leaving mark that Daniel would have to explain.

“You taste so sweet (Y/N).” He murmured, a whimper escaping you at the words he spoke, accompanied by the overwhelming sensation of his finger in your cunt.

“Ah-mm, ha-Daniel please! M-close! I’m so close-!” You panted, sentence broken as Daniel cooed down at you, clamping around his finger, it amused him how you went limp underneath him, but he would admit it was a sight for sore eyes.

You arched with a gasp, babbling out words to the man above you as he worked you through your orgasm, clenching around his finger as you released, coating his finger in even more slick as you whined.

He pressed a chaste kiss to your head, muttering praise to you as he took off his own clothes.

You only hoped that Terence wouldn’t hear you both.

#jojo no kimy? na b?ken #jojo's bizarre adventure #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #lemon #jojo fanfic #smut #jojo part 3 #daniel j d'arby #daniel j d’arby x reader

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mistabullets · 4 years

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Is there anyone you think likes breeding for the purpose of claiming their partner, and not to actually knock them up?

ohhhhhh i love that concept 😳

risotto nero

daniel j. d’arby

terunosuke miyamoto

jotaro kujo