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honeyed-latte · 4 months

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Fucked Up Pom Lore:

Totally up to yall if you read this, you have been warned, this WILL have emotional whump and it WILL handle very polarizing, kind of gross topics. Pom is an OC close to my heart now BECAUSE of the touchy subjects in her lore.

Its long as hell bc Im a yapper.

Due to how Tumblr works their blacklisting, I wont be censoring the words for the safety of those who have them blacklisted!

So, TW: Manipulation

TW: Religious Trauma

TW: Emotional Whump

TW: Accidental Incest (mentioned, no details)

TW: Suicidal Ideation

TW: Unreliable Narrator

TW: Emotional Cheating

Pom was aware of her family dynamic, Valka never hid that she had a very alive father and brother, but much like her mother Pom was of a mind that Berk was hostile toward dragons— unacceptable.

Thus, Stoick and Hiccup were unworthy of Poms consideration, let alone unworthy of meeting her at all. She is a dragon, they don't like dragons, it's simple math.

But thats not to say she didn't love them as fiercely as she was able, built by Valkas tales of her father and all the sweet stories of her brother. Her mother says the Gods have bigger plans for the women of their family.

—

Hiccup, during his year on Dragons Edge, prone to his love for cartography and adventure, finds himself on a unusually lush island to the north-east of Dragons Edge. It just barely skirts the Dragon Hunters typical stomping grounds and its a beauty.

He fully intends to map it, to scout it's dragon population and maybe make a few friends in the process. He's not fully aware he's being stalked by a human until he's a full day into his work and Toothless's prickly attitude tips him off.

The issue is he can't find them, he can't see anyone at all...

He decides to stay a few days, three maybe, just to get the full island and so far the presence isn't malicious, even Toothless's attitude mellows after the first day.

On the third and final day after waking earlier then usual, he finally manages to spot the person he theorized was stalking him. A young girl, around his age, bathing in the spring at the center of the island. The dragons milling around don't seem threatened or perturbed at all by her as she unobtrusively splashes her unruly, long hair and even with Toothless nudging him judgementally- Hiccup is a teenage boy, he is not immune to a pretty girl naked dripping in water.

He stares. Hard.

He does more then stare, fumbles out a journal and draws the seemingly feral girl. Splashing the water, grinning at the Wooly Howll that slapped her back with it's tail, and when she pulls herself out to dry on the rocks- spread out like a content dragon in the morning light.

She's braiding flowers into her red hair when he cracks a twig and she catches his eyes, a mirror of green. Hiccup runs, because he doesnt really know what else to do?

But he doesn't feel eyes on him for the rest of the day, he feels horribly guilty and creepy for looking and then drawing her, but she was strange and pretty and he's just a man???

He sleeps uneasy and wakes to a familiar flower tucked into his pauldron. Its more charming then alarming.

—

Poms never seen a man up close, Valka does any sort of battle needed with Hunters, and Queen Mala always meets them alone. So seeing the Howl Island suddenly have a stand alone man on it is....weird and exciting, his dragon is even more interesting- a Night Fury, probably the last one alive, what a find.

So she watches, and follows, and learns. His dragon, Toothless, welcomes her at their fire when his man sleeps, they talk. Toothless is a great conversationalist but she attributes that to his rider who also seems chatty.

It's less insulting or terrifying that he snuck up on her while she bathed, if he'd tried to hurt her SunBurn would have crisped him like a fish. But he didnt. So his fear seemed a bit of an overreaction....

So she tried to soothe any worry, putting a little Viking Pom in his armour as he slept, Toothless's wary eyes on her all the while.

—

Duties drag him home but he comes back swiftly, curious and perhaps a bit more.

He spends two weeks on that little island building tenuous trust with the feral girl, watching her free fall and fly with the Typhoomerang that had watched over her that morning, racing them, watching her bond with Toothless, he spends four days convinced she cant speak and doesnt understand him but he talks anyway.

She speaks, a rigid and proper way in fact with the most odd resonance, and tells him he's the only man she's ever seen. So he tells her stories, shows her maps, lets her put flower crowns around his head and stems tied to his fingers like rings.

Like they've known one another forever, he learns about her too. She learned her vocabulary from books, she lives with her mother, she isn't from this island and is only here to help the baby dragons, she was raised with dragons, the scar on her shoulder was from an injured Gronkle she saved.

It feels like a lifetime, just them. They just get one another effortlessly.

Other things take place as well, intimate things, often actually, and Hiccup only realizes they never exchanged names when he's hugging her goodbye for the final time. It feels right to not know, they'll never see eachother again after they part, if he knows he'll want to find her when the war is over- he can't do that. So they remain "Sunhair", what the dragons call her (apparently), and "Man".

Meeting her again two years later, as his mother (his mom!) drags him into a smaller rotunda of ice inside the Alpha's Sanctuary is not the meeting he had hoped for. Neither is he as elated by the acquisition of a sister as he was by his mother.

Valka doesnt ask, Pom doesn't tell, Hiccup ignores the disgust and dread in favour of battle and newfound family- then Stoick dies.

Its all a mess after that. He's Chief and his family was halved yet again, and the one person in the world who he felt was his truest equal is his sister because of course she is, that makes sense doesn't it?

The sudden fraternal feelings war with the memory of a girl he felt he could have loved under different circumstances, he figures Pom feels the same.

She's closer with Eret then him, and he tries not to be jealous about it, but he can't blame her when he can't even meet her eyes somedays.

Is it better if Eret is the brother she wishes for or the lover she can actually attain? Hiccup can't be either of those things.

—

Eret is Pom's bestfriend, only friend really, they're both outsiders watched warily by Berkians and especially Hiccup's friends.

He almost is like a brother, a proper one, one that doesn't stay from her like she's diseased or look pale when she hugs him.

Hiccup doesn't turn her away, he even welcomes her into his home as he did with Valka, but he doesn't seek her out unless he's truly troubled.

Astrid is another hurdle entirely, Pom doesn't like her. She's insubordinate, doesn't show the Queen of her nest respect even though she's to be his wife (thats something Pom avoids thinking about), she is meant to be a pillar of strength and confidence as Hiccup's mate where all can find comfort and instead she hurts them physically or insults them verbally.

Human rules are perturbing, Astrid is allowed all of this and even excused it because..."reasons". In a nest, a real one, Pom would have made her dislike known and they would battle until one perished or was exiled in their failure.

Humans aren't dragons.

So she has to pretend to like the girl to "keep peace" and swallow back all the manners she learned from her people for the sake of her brother.

Her brother.

The brother that won't look in her eyes and won't break fast with her most days, the one that doesn't touch her unless she closes the distance and jumps away as if they're filthy if someone so much as glances them touching hands.

Its all a big joke of Loki's most likely or the Gods are punishing them, its likely her fault. She should have asked his name two years ago.

She debates leaving often, only soothed by Valka's frustration and Erets fretting, she would see herself away from this Tribe thats not hers and a brother that isn't a brother any more then Stoick was her father, she would stay in the Sanctuary like she always did.

--Or perhaps drop into the sea, allow SunBurn to stay safe among a nest with the Alpha.

Pom dreams of death more then she does leaving, more then she dreams of Hiccups hands, more then she has nightmares of Stoicks body and Dragos army and the fury burning in Hiccups eyes.

If she were to die then Hiccup's conscience would be freed and cleared, he'd not worry of others learning the shame he has, Berk would lose nothing and neither would her Dragons. Valka would mourn, surely Eret as well, but they're safe and they're whole and thats what matters. Hiccup, as a Chief and Queen, would rule stronger if she weren't in his shadow.

—

Hiccup disagree's with Pom's feelings even if he doesn't know them.

In fact its an ongoing source of night terrors; Pom leaving, Pom taking the plasma blast that killed his dad (she had actually tried to, and that doesnt help the nightmares), never having found her at all.

He's conflicted before anything else, they both seem to agree not to mention it but he suspects Valka knows, somedays he thinks Eret and Astrid might as well.

Astrid doesn't know and she never will if he has any say, his and Pom's tryst predated their relationship and in a normal circumstance he still wouldn't have told her, it would just be undue pressure.

Its stressful all the time, only finding reprieve in ale and in the early hours of the morning. It was an accident, it hasn't occured since, now that they know who the other is it'll never happen again. That's good, no sacrilegious temptations, except that he feels just as discontent with the idea that they'll never have that connection back as he is with the knowledge that it happened at all.

Loving her and being in love with her both feel damning, but its there all the same.

What a horrific joke this all turned into.

#oc: pom #oc lore #tw emotional distress #tw religious trauma #tw incest #-spongebob yelling hands out meme- ITS ACCIDENTAL!!!!!

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sapphire-heart-tippy · 5 months

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Sapphire Heartverse! The fanfic

back to the beginning!

Part ???: Stitched Together

TWs: blood, violence, emotional distress, decapitation, slight body horror

“AVDOL!!” Polnareff screams, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! HE’S GOING TO KILL YOU!!!

As soon as Avdol moves his head to face Polnareff, Tippy takes a step back. Ice peeks his head out of Cream’s mouth and sees that Polnareff is about to strike Tippy down with Silver Chariot. Ice’s eyes widen and his jaw drops. He leaps out of Cream and sprints to Tippy. Before Tippy is attacked, Ice grabs a hold of him, taking the brunt of the slashes Silver Chariot releases. Ice jumps into Cream’s gaping mouth, sending both he and Tippy safely into the void. Polnareff steps backwards, shocked at what had just happened in front of him. Avdol grabs Polnareff by the shoulders,

“Don’t do that again! You almost killed him! He doesn’t know what he’s doing or why he’s doing it! That person is not supposed to be here. He needs our help, Polnareff, don’t you get it?!” Avdol pleads with Polnareff, “He’s not one of them!”

“I… I should’ve known. Damn it…” Polnareff grits his teeth and is still determined to kill Ice by any means necessary. At least I managed to slice up that cold bastard. But what the hell was that all about?

Cream releases the two gentlemen from the void. Ice steps in front of Tippy in an attempt to protect him. Polnareff looks over at the two of them, with his arms crossed, he speaks mockingly,

“What was that about saving yourself over risking life and limb over an oblivious comrade?! You're a goddamn hypocrite, Ice.” The brunette’s brows are furrowed and he gives Polnareff a disgusted and confused look,

“What in the ever loving fuck are you talking about, Polnareff?”

“Don’t play games with me, you son of a bitch.” Polnareff growls and steps towards the two. Ice gets even more enraged and gets Tippy behind him,

“Take one step closer and I’ll beat you to death with my bare hands.”

There’s a tense pause and extreme hatred between Polnareff and Ice.

“Can I say something?” Tippy chimes in. Everyone turns to look at him. He swallows a bit, fidgeting with his fingers, “I think we’re all a little… confused.”

Avdol speaks up,

“Agreed. I knew something wasn’t right from the moment Polnareff didn’t recognize you like he recognised Ice.”

Ice and Polnareff are both staring each other down, ready to attack despite their partners trying to reason in the situation. Tippy steps out from behind Vanilla,

“I have to admit, something about this situation seems off. I know why Vans and I are fighting you guys, but do you know why you’re fighting us?” Polnareff gives him an incredulous and disgusted look,

“Because your oh-so-precious master Dio somehow rose from the grave and his existence is killing my friend’s mother all over again!” Ice crosses his arms,

“That’s ridiculous. What a horribly pathetic lie. You all are after his treasure and want to dethrone him.” As Vanilla and Polnareff are arguing back and forth, Tippy’s thoughts are running frantically through his mind. He remembers something…. And it clicks,

“WAIT A SECOND.” Tippy runs to the stairs.

“Tippy!” Ice reaches out for him and follows his partner, “Where are you going?! We have a job to do!”

“I know! I-I-I need you all to follow me!” Tippy tries to articulate his idea. Avdol nonchalantly follows Tippy.

“A-Avdol…?” Polnareff hesitates. Avdol turns to face Polnareff. The white haired man blurts out while pointing at his partner,

“Y-you can’t be serious! You’re just going to trust this weirdo and his pantless boyfriend?! Th-they literally tried to kill us just a few seconds ago!” Polnareff angrily gestures to Ice with both palms, “This asshole even succeeded, in case you’ve forgotten!”

Avdol turns to look at Tippy, straight into the eyes. Something is telling him to follow Tippy because it is urgent. He looks back at Polnareff,

“When has my intuition ever been wrong?” Avdol chuckles with a slight smile. Polnareff is at a loss for words,

“Ah- wuh- y-... but-...” He looks back and forth between Avdol, Tippy, and Ice, who has his arms crossed with a glare at Polnareff. Tippy and Avdol head upstairs. Ice still has his arms crossed, he glances over at Tippy and Avdol. The brunette looks back at Polnareff, scanning him up and down. With a slight scoff, he follows the other two. Polnareff is uneasy the entire time but chooses to trust Avdol’s intuition. Avdol is unafraid, he was never afraid to begin with, he has no doubt in his mind that Tippy knows what he’s doing at this very moment.

As they walk down the hallway, Tippy begins explaining,

“Mr Dio told Lucky Charms and I-”

“LUCKY CHARMS?!” Polnareff’s voice cracks in disbelief, speaking through a burst of laughter, “THAT’S YOUR NICKNAME FOR HIM?!” Vanilla’s cheeks burn a little bit, he sighs and shakes his head with his eyes closed. Avdol chuckles, covering his mouth a bit with his fist to make it seem like he’s clearing his throat. Ice covers his eyes and forehead loosely with his hand while Tippy is innocently confused. Xe tilts xis head,

“Hm? Y-yes?” Xe rubs the back of xis head and continues, “Um, anyway… Mr Dio told us that the reason his body is rejecting him is because somebody is holding a grudge against him. This can also cause otherworldly issues to occur. So… if my theory is correct… the only way to get Dio to stop unintentionally killing your friend’s mom is to stop the grudge.”

“Okay, great,” Polnareff looks around, gives Ice a dirty look, then looks at the back of Tippy’s head, “Now how are we going to go about doing that?” Tippy turns around with frowned brows and a nervous smile as he cautiously walks backwards into the kitchen,

“Alright, so… don’t freak out, but…”

Tippy opens the fridge, seeing Jonathan is dormant in his resting jar. Xe carefully picks up the jar as to not give him a rude awakening,

“This is… Jonathan Joestar.”

Avdol gasps sharply, covering his mouth loosely, Polnareff gives out a shocked shout and recoils in horror. Jonathan’s eyes shoot open, making the two men observing him shriek and back away even further. Avdol’s eyes are wide, Polnareff points, trembling,

“Y-y-you’re ALIVE?!”

Vanilla nonchalantly saunters over to Tippy’s side then crosses his arms as if to say at Polnareff and Avdol, “The only reason I’m choosing to trust you is because my partner hasn’t given me the ‘okay’ to maul you both to death.”

“Mr Ice?” Jonathan turns to him, then turns around, “Tippy?” He turns to face Avdol and Polnareff, “Who are these gentlemen right here?”

“Jonny, we need your help. These two are part of that group who is trying to kill Dio. I think I have it all figured out.” Tippy says. Jonathan, for just a moment, has a glimmer of hope in his eyes. But it quickly fades once he realizes just what exactly that might entail.

In Dio’s spell room

“And what, dare I ask, are we looking for?” Polnareff speaks with an annoyed tone. Tippy looks around under the desk,

“Hold on a second, Polnareff.” Tippy looks around while Vanilla holds Jonathan in the jar. Avdol observes Jonathan with astonishment and wonder,

“How peculiar…” Jonathan looks up at him. Vanilla gives Avdol a squinting side eye. Avdol notices this, darting his eyes back and forth between Jonathan and Ice,

“Oh! I don’t mean it in a bad way. It’s interesting. This enchantment Dio put on you is very intriguing, I had no idea there was ever such a thing. This defies all laws of life and death.”

“I thought the same thing, good fellow,” Jonathan speaks, “Mr Ice.”

“Yes, Mr Jojo, what may I assist you with?” Ice leans in attentively.

“I wish for you to take me out of my jar, if you please.” Jonathan tells him. Vanilla sets the jar on a shelf, and carefully pulls out the head man, dripping with elixir. He sets him on the ground, much to Avdol’s surprise. Before he can say anything, Jonathan starts bouncing to Tippy’s location all on his own. Avdol’s eyes are wide and jaw is slacked. Vanilla glances over at Avdol’s surprise, they both lock eyes with each other.

“Vans, I can’t find it.” Tippy says with defeat.

“Can’t find what, Termite?” Ice’s expression softens, which Avdol notices immediately. Polnareff, who was snooping around, spins around with an amused look,

“TERMITE?!” He guffaws, then mumbles under his breath but still enough for everyone to hear, “A guy like Dio has to hire the weirdest freaks, not to mention the ones with the weakest minds so he can manipulate them to do whatever he wants. Pfft!”

Ice sneers at him then rolls his eyes and looks at Tippy. Xe speaks,

“There’s a spellbook I was looking at in here. Well, there were a few of them I was looking at, but like- yeah. Okay so uh…” Tippy looks in a drawer one last time and finds it, “ Aha! The spell in this book showed how to reanimate limbs from corpses, including but not limited to… severed heads.”

“Alright, so you found the spellbook sire used on Mr Jojo. Anything else?” Ice presses Tippy for more information.

“Here’s the weird thing. I think Mr Dio knew about this one spell that was on the very next page.” Tippy remembers looking through the book, “It was a limb reattachment spell. Not just any reattachment spell, this one could make you into an amalgamation of stolen body parts. Yeah, they didn’t even have to be your own body parts. I think Mr Dio probably had a feeling that somebody was going to eventually find out… and he…”

Suddenly the room is filled with a slow clap coming from the doorway. All of the men in the room sharply turn to the noise. There he is. Dio leaning up against the doorway, clapping with a smirk on his face and his eyes glowing yellow. Polnareff and Avdol are on guard, but for Vanilla and Tippy, they hardly change their stances. Dio chuckles and closes his eyes,

“Very good job… yes, Tippy, my friend, you did very well. But.”

He disappears, to everyone but Vanilla’s shock. Ice turns around first to see Dio behind Tippy. That irritating pang of, “my partner is in danger, I must defend him” strikes Ice’s heart, causing his abs to tense up and his jaw to clench. Vanilla cannot do anything. He is once again stuck at an impasse. Avdol once again notices Ice’s odd behavior, especially from what Polnareff has told him. Dio hums softly, his voice deeply echoing in Tippy’s ears as he gets closer to him from behind. Dio gently rests his black taloned hand on xis shoulder, tapping lightly. The sharp ends of his fingernails poke xis flesh, even through xis crop top. Tippy looks to Vanilla for comfort and reassurance. Ice feels just as helpless as Tippy in this situation.

Dio places his other hand on Tippy’s other shoulder. The blonde vampire leans in to Tippy’s ear to whisper in a low voice, his lips tickling his ear just barely,

“I know everything, little man… you cannot hide anything from me… and I’m not talking about the spellbook.”

Tippy’s eyes widen and he grunts softly. Polnareff leans over to see Ice’s expression is that of extreme worry. He shakes his head in disgust and disbelief, but says nothing. Dio continues to speak to only Tippy,

“If you want to know how I know… it’s been quite obvious since the beginning. You bring that man to his knees just by your presence alone. But, my dear, I do the same thing. Look at his face… what do you see?” Tippy gulps and looks at Vanilla. He is tense and anxious, unsure of what he should do, he is frozen in time. Dio’s hooded eyes go from piercing into Ice’s eyes, to looking at Tippy’s profile. He gives a devious smile, “I see a broken man, confused and lost. Let’s cut to the chase, shall we…?”

Dio taps his claws onto Tippy’s shoulder, digging into his skin ever so slightly, just enough to assert his power over this gentleman. In any given moment, Dio could end the life of everyone in this room, but he chooses not to. He’s playing a game. If anyone loves games, it’s Dio. He inhales, parting his lips and whispering once again,

“You want to play the hero. You’re getting way in over your head, fella. Don’t even try it.” Dio continues, “I can hear your heart racing… give me the spellbook, imp.” Tippy’s frozen in place, trembling slightly, chills running up his spine. Suddenly, he finds the courage to respond,

“No.” Tippy turns around to face Dio, who has a very unamused look on his face. Ice bites his teeth, his hands are trembling. He knows there’s nothing he can do, and he is battling his instincts to protect his beloved. Avdol immediately notices that Ice is ready to lunge at his own master at any moment, which completely baffles him. Avdol looks to his partner, but Polnareff has no idea, he is fixated on what Dio and Tippy are doing instead.

“Mr Dio, you have to hear me out! This could put an end to the century old feud you have with these Joestar folks. History doesn’t have to repeat itself, we could-”

“Enough. You have already disrespected me enough by bringing this filth into my personal quarters, not to mention making nice with them.” Dio glares down at Tippy. He then turns his attention to Ice,

“Ice.”

“Yes, sire.” Vanilla responds.

“I am yet again disappointed in you. You made a promise you didn’t intend to keep and became fragile. You chose to obey an underling over your master.” Dio’s amber eyes are hooded and serious, “You seem to have forgotten who pulled you off the streets when you were at your lowest and covered in filth, being stepped over by passersby, starving and begging for your next meal like a stray dog.”

Dio places his hand on the spellbook Tippy is holding, “You made a lifelong vow to me, Ice. I made you the man you are today. You will aid me and tell this rodent to release the book…” Dio doesn’t say anything after that, only his eyes say or else…

Vanilla is paralyzed. His jaw is painfully locked together. Polnareff chimes in,

“Give it up, Dio. Even your own little servant boy has turned against you. It’s you against all of us.”

“NO.” Ice turns quickly to Polnareff with anger and offense, “I didn’t say that I would join your little gang.” He stalks over to Tippy, his anger subsides and instead turns into concern,

“Listen to me, Tippy… please. Give Lord Dio the spellbook. I know you want to see the good in everyone, but these people don’t have our best interest in mind.”

“Vanilla, no!” Tippy holds the book closer, “You don’t get it! This is important! Not only could this stop the Joestars from attacking, but it could give Jonathan his body back.”

“And what of Lord Dio?” Vanilla gestures to his master, “What will become of him?!”

“He can have his own body back-”

“Impossible.” Dio steps towards his two servants, “The only way to do such a thing would be to decapitate me, Dio, and allow Jojo to sit upon his body once more. How do I know that you aren’t trying to force me into helplessness?” The vampire reaches for the spellbook once again. Avdol and Polnareff can’t find it in themselves to do anything but watch in confusion and tension.

“It’s not like that, Mr Dio!” Tippy holds the book. Ice slowly steps behind Tippy, pressing against his back. Tippy looks up at his partner. Dio steps closer to Tippy as well,

“Just hand it over… and you will go unpunished.”

The blue haired man looks up back and forth between Ice and Dio. Tippy finds a way to not be touching either of the gentlemen. In the blink of an eye and by the sound of twinkles, Tippy uses invisibreak to get away from them.

“Tippy?!” Ice’s brows are frowned with worry, he can’t believe his love would disappear to get away from him. Dio is irritated,

“Find him and bring him to me.”

“He’s-” Ice looks at the doorway seeing Tippy holding Jonathan and the spellbook.

“Tell me this, Mr Dio. Why didn’t you just grab it from me?” Tippy asks. Jonathan’s face looks devoid of hope, even though there is the strongest potential he will get his body back. Dio shakes his head. Tippy continues,

“Could it be that if this book is damaged in a certain way that all of the spells you cast in here will be undone?”

The room is dead silent. Polnareff gets impatient,

“Okay, what is going on here?! Avdol, let’s smoke this bastard already!” Avdol puts his arm out in front of Polnareff,

“Shh.”

The white haired man is absolutely baffled. Tippy opens the spellbook and touches one of the pages as if he’s going to tear it.

Dio takes a step forward, about to speak, but he catches himself. Tippy narrows his eyes at Dio. Ice looks down at his master, knowing that if any of the spellbooks are damaged…

“I knew it.” Tippy speaks, “Is it true that if I tore out one of these pages… everything on that particular page will be undone?”

Dio says nothing, only glaring at this rotten little imp.

“And, by that logic, if I tore every page out of this book, every single spell will become nullified?” Tippy tells him, his dark brown eyes just as piercing as Dio’s. The blonde vampire and the blue haired human both glower at each other, the tension is potent. Suddenly, Dio closes his eyes and chuckles,

“You…” He looks around the room at everyone then back at Tippy while wagging his finger, “I knew there was something about you I liked… that silly little loveable idiot personality was just a facade, was it not? You place a sheer mask over your true self in order to bring the guards of everyone around you down. You’re almost as diabolical and cunning as I, Dio.”

Tippy is unwavering, Dio continues to chuckle deeply, his bellowing voice fills the room,

“You had me fooled, that’s for sure… but no longer. I know what your true intentions are. You want to usurp me and take over this place. You already have a strong hold over my most powerful servant.”

“That’s not what I-” Tippy is interrupted by Dio disappearing. Tippy turns around, expecting to see Dio. Jonathan sighs and watches while still under Tippy’s arm. Dio backs Tippy against a bookshelf, making Vanilla instinctively lurch forward, but he catches himself and steps back with a pained expression on his face. Dio leans down, trying to intimidate Tippy even further,

“But it is. It is what you want. Who wouldn’t want to be rich and powerful with servants around every corner waiting on you hand and foot? You're just as greedy as I am.” Dio watches as Tippy hides the book behind his back. The vampire waits a few moments before stopping time with The World once again. He tries to pry Tippy’s hands away from the book, but what he didn’t count on was Tippy holding one of the pages with his finger so tightly, that even the slightest tug could tear it. Dio gasps quietly once he notices and stops what he’s doing,

“Damn it.” This revelation has him think… could he have figured out The World’s power? No… no he must just be prepared in case I try to take it away from him. What a… brilliant idea from such a foolish person. Dio, still in stopped time, turns to see the other three gentlemen. Ice looks like he’s ready to pounce at any second. Ice. He can’t be serious. Dio looks back down at Tippy, scanning his face. Gratuity must’ve done something irreversible to that man’s psyche for him to act in such a silly way. Time proceeds and Tippy’s eyes dart to where Dio is, now slightly to the right of him,

“You glitched a little there.”

“I have no idea what you’re going on about.” Dio speaks. Tippy looks down at Jonathan then back at Dio,

“You have to trust me.”

“Tippy, it’s hopeless.” Jonathan finally speaks up. Tippy holds him closer, looking down with worry, “What? No. N-n-n-o, look! You guys are just going to have to trust me on this, please!”

Polnareff brings out Silver Chariot,

“I’ve had enough of this.” Avdol tries to hold back Polnareff but he slips out of his grip,

“POLNAREFF!”

Silver Chariot slashes his rapier at Dio. Dio moves out of the way. Tippy gasps and uses invisibreak, taking both himself and Jonathan into the void. Vanilla screams,

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” He shoves Polnareff out of the way and yells, “TIPPY!!! TIPPY!! NO!!! COME BACK!!” he frantically runs out of the room to find him. Dio gives Polnareff a quick glare before disappearing out of the room.

“Great. Let’s go!” Avdol shakes his head. He and Polnareff run out of the room after the others.

Meanwhile

Tippy is running, Jonathan tightly clutched under his arm, with the spellbook in the other hand.

“It’s pointless, dear friend. It’s oh so pointless.” Jonathan speaks dryly, with an unamused expression.

“No it’s not. We just have to find a way to decapitate Dio and perform the spell. Trust me, he’ll get his body back too.”

“Oh, I trust you. It’s my brother who has little faith in you. Which is why this entire debacle is nothing short of pointless.”

“No! Jonny, it’s not!” Tippy continues running down the hall.

“Considering the fact that Dio just might dispose of you after all of this and severely punish Mr Ice for this little blunder of yours, you’re walking on a blade right now.” Jonathan looks up at Tippy.

In an instant, Tippy slams face first into Dio’s chest, knocking xem backwards. Jonathan rolls out of reach and smacks into a wall, the spellbook slides across the floor. Dio looks at Jonathan, who is in the opposite direction of the spellbook, which he soon turns his attention to. In just a split second, Tippy has to make the decision: grab Jonathan or grab the spellbook?

He disappears in a cloud of sparkles, making Dio scramble to grab the spellbook. It’s too late, Tippy has it in his hands.

“Give it HERE!” Dio growls and reaches for Tippy with both arms. Tippy disappears once again, but he’s too slow. Dio has Jonathan in his hands.

“Let him go, Dio.” Tippy says.

“I’ll let him go once you unhand that book.” Dio taps his claws on Jonathan’s face, making the head wince. Tippy takes out Sapphire Heart, who points xis spear at Dio.

“Foolish you are, mortal… How dare you point your weapon at me.” Dio hisses. “You honestly think you can defeat me? You have no idea just who the hell you’re dealing with, you petulant moron.”

Vanilla sprints down the hall to see Dio and Tippy. Sapphire Heart has xis sights on Dio, unwavering determination to defend xis stand master.

“TIPPY!!” Vanilla shrieks. Dio glances over at Vanilla,

“It’s about time. Ice…” Dio points at Tippy, “Make him give me the spellbook. I don’t care what you do to him, just make him hand it over.”

Vanilla is stuck once again.

“That is an order.” Dio demands. Vanilla closes his eyes and rushes to Tippy, holding both of xis arms behind xis back.

“Vanilla! What the hell?!”

“I’m sorry…” Ice can’t look at Tippy. He shamefully turns away and pries the spellbook out of Tippy’s grasp as gently but firmly as he possibly can. Dio smirks. He has won. The vampire chuckles and holds out his hand to retrieve the spellbook. Vanilla looks at his master, then down at Tippy. The brunette leans down in Tippy’s ear,

“It’s for the best… everything can go back to normal. I will protect you… I… love… you.” Vanilla speaks, his voice is low and filled with pain. Tippy is defeated… Ice has both of Tippy’s wrists in one of his hands, the spellbook in the other. He brings Tippy with him to Dio, about to hand the book over to him,

“Sire.”

“What is it, Ice?” Dio is impatient.

“Before I give this to you, vow to me that you will do no harm to Tippy, no matter what may happen. No harm will fall upon Tippy. I will take whatever punishment you feel is deserving for his crimes.” Ice looks down at Dio. Dio looks up at him, very nettled,

“I vow. The book. Now.”

Ice hands over the spellbook and releases Tippy from his grip. Dio grins, showing his pearly white fangs between his plump pink lips,

“See? Now was that so hard? Hmhmhm, all this for a-” Dio opens the spellbook and his expression is that of pure shock and rage, “H-..?! Wh-!?!?!” He flips through the pages. It’s not the spellbook. Dio shoots a look of pure shock and rage at Tippy, “YOU. YOU TRICKED ME!” He flails the book upwards, “This is nothing more than a-a-a A FURNITURE CATALOGUE!!!!” Dio throws the book onto the ground, revealing the magazine pages.

“But-?! How could-?!” Ice looks at the magazine on the ground then quickly back at Tippy. Dio shoves Jonathan into Ice’s abs, forcing him to hold the disembodied head. The vampire stomps towards Tippy,

“Where is it?! Where is the spellbook, damn you?!”

Tippy looks up into Dio’s eyes, unafraid.

“Answer me, you fool! Answer me! Don’t make me repeat myself.” Dio grabs Tippy by the shoulders. Ice is enraged at this act, but attempts to keep his voice calm but noticeably firm,

"You made a vow, Lord Dio."

"Yes, Ice. And do you know what that vow entailed?! You give me that damned spell book and I wouldn't lay a hand on your little boyfriend. BUT since there is no spell book here-"

Polnareff and Avdol step into the room, Dio is very upset already and things just got even worse. Polnareff uses Silver Chariot and tries to slice up Dio, but he disappears. This makes Ice grab Tippy’s arm and take both xe and Jonathan into the void with him. Avdol stands beside Polnareff with Magician’s Red.

“Where is the real spellbook, Tippy?” Ice asks, holding onto Tippy tightly, letting Jonathan float. Tippy takes out his phone and turns on the flashlight, making Vanilla squint, “And- and just what exactly were you planning to do?”

“Vanilla, I’m going to be honest here. It feels like the only person who actually had faith in me was Avdol, and he’s not even on our side.” Tippy tells him.

“You can’t be serious.” Ice crosses his arms and shakes his head, “Why would you choose to trust a stranger over Lord Dio?”

“There’s something about that Avdol guy… When I was fighting him, things started to get a little weird.” Xe tells his partner,

“Before Polnareff tried to attack me, Avdol was talking to me about The Big Bloop and what I remember. Long story short, I told him I wasn’t part of the original crew, he told me that I needed to leave and never come back because Polnareff told him what was supposed to happen. He feared that history was going to repeat itself regardless of my presence.” Tippy notices Jonathan is floating away, so he pulls him back,

“Avdol said that he doesn’t think I… he said I don’t deserve the same fate you had.”

“I see…” Vanilla looks to the side with a disappointed frown, eyebrows furrowed.

“And I tried to tell him something but Polnareff- yeah you know the rest.” Tippy says. Ice looks at Tippy, then at Jonathan, then back at Tippy,

“Tippy, I need you to tell me the truth.”

“Yes?” Xe looks up at him.

“Will Lord Dio still be alive after this spell takes place?” Ice asks, a very concerned expression plastered on his face. Tippy nods with determination,

“I promise he will survive. Both he and Jonny will have their respective bodies back.”

Vanilla looks into Tippy’s eyes,

“...Alright, Termite. I believe you.” Vanilla kisses his beloved’s forehead. Ice peers out of Cream’s mouth and notices the three gentlemen are gone, “Oh no.” Ice hops out of Cream and pulls out the other two.

“Sire isn’t here, and neither are Polnareff or Avdol.” Ice looks around the room.

“That means we have to hurry. Come on!” Tippy speaks. The two of them start jogging away, Jonathan frantically bouncing to follow them,

“Slow down! Slow down!”

“Oh! I’m sorry, Mr Jojo.” Vanilla picks him up. They head back to the spell room,

“So how did you do it?”

“Well, when Mr Dio backed me up into the bookshelf, I had this idea where I grab another book off of the shelf that was just like the spellbook. So as Mr Dio was talking, I was feeling around with one hand for another book. Turns out, the spellbook’s cover was loose. So somehow, all with one hand, I took the cover off of the spellbook and hid the actual pages on the shelf, grabbed a magazine and placed it inside of the cover!” Tippy says.

“That is absolutely… impractical, improbable, and unbelievable… color me impressed, Termite.” Vanilla tells his partner with a little smile.

“So, are you going to help me cut Dio’s head off and perform the spell?” Tippy asks.

“I’m going to try. If what you say is true, then everything should go back to normal…”

“May I interject, please?” Jonathan asks, “If all of this is so, then why wouldn’t Dio just do this all himself? Why would he subject me to this kind of humiliation while he gets to wear my body and parade my severed head around like some sort of sick trophy- and I just answered my own question.” He pulls his lips to a tight line with hooded eyelids, realizing what he just said. Tippy opens the door to the spellroom,

“Well,” Xe goes over to the bookshelf xe was backed into, “I think that but also, the fact that maybe he was afraid that it would backfire and he would be in your place, Jonny.”

“I suppose.” Jonathan halfheartedly agrees. Tippy finds the bare spellbook and flips through it,

“Okay, now to flip to the reattachment spells-”

BANG!!!!

A very loud crash causes the mansion to rumble.

“That can’t be good.” Tippy says.

“LORD DIO!” Vanilla yells. He quickly turns to Tippy, his hair flipping over his neck and face from how fast he turns, “Please, we have to hurry! You have to promise me that Lord Dio will still be alive.”

“I-I promise!” Tippy stammers. Vanilla grabs Tippy’s arm and they rush out of the room. Jonathan sits there and watches them walk away. Vanilla, predictably, comes back and apologizes to Jonathan and carries him.

Meanwhile

Dio has Polnareff by the neck up against the wall while Avdol is trying to set Dio ablaze. Polnareff is grabbing at Dio’s arm, trying to get released.

“Once again I am surrounded by idiots.” Dio continues to choke Polnareff. Magician’s Red attempts to swipe at Dio, but he moves out of the way. Magician’s fist crashed into the wall instead. Dio drops Polnareff, who gasps for air and holds his throat. Silver Chariot slashes at Dio a few times, even stabbing him in the stomach.

Dio flexes his abs, causing Silver’s rapier to get stuck.

“W-WHAT?! HOW?!”

Dio uses The World’s hands as if they were gloves, so he can grab onto Silver’s arm,

“Imbecile.”

Magician’s Red swipes at Dio, singing the right side of his body,

“GRAAUGHH!! Why you…”

Once Dio turns his attention to Avdol-

SLAAAASHHH!!!

Dio is paralyzed, his eyes are wide. Slowly, his head slides off of his body, which is brought to its knees and falls over, bleeding from the neck. The body Dio once stole from Jonathan is lying motionless on the floor in a pool of blood. Dio’s head rolls across the floor until Tippy stops it with his foot. Xe used Sapphire Heart's diamond spear to slice his boss's head clean off of his stolen body.

Dio looks up at Tippy, his cheeks squished between xis boot and the cold linoleum,

“I should’ve known…” Dio spits out some blood, then grins with a weak chuckle, “But this isn’t the first time I’ve been in this state.”

“Vanilla, I need you to perform the spell.” Tippy asks, calmly yet urgently. Ice is completely stunned at seeing his master’s disembodied head underneath the foot of his beloved. Suddenly, Tippy feels something slimy and hot wrapping around his leg. Dio is using his neck veins to move around. With a sharp gasp, xe tries to kick Dio away.

“VANILLA!!!” Tippy yells and points to the body…. Jonathan’s body. Vanilla’s heart is racing, so many conflicting and painful emotions rush through his head as he scrambles to bring Jonathan to the motionless body. He pops off Jonathan’s neckbase, sets him to the neck of the body, then kneels down in the blood and reads from the spellbook,

“Cold is the body that lies before me. With my hand I bringeth warmth back to thee. I say it now to hear my plea. For I breathe in the life you once lost back into you again, so it shall be.”

All while Vanilla is performing the spell, Dio is attacking Tippy with his veins and fangs. Tippy tries to pry Dio off of him,

“STOP!! STOP IT!! MR DIO, PLEASE!!”

Avdol rushes to Tippy’s aid, pulling Dio away from Tippy, but Dio’s veins are very strong. Polnareff joins in and tries to pull away the veins from Tippy. Avdol lights his finger on fire and begins to singe some of the nerves on Dio’s neck.

“OW!! You bastard!” Dio hisses.

Jonathan’s body glows brightly and hovers for a brief moment. In a flash, the body floats back down, revealing the new Jonathan…

The man who was once only a severed head, has retrieved his body. Jonathan struggles to sit up. He looks at his hand, very badly struggling to gain control of his limbs. Ice has already abandoned Jonathan in order to help Tippy. Jonathan lies on his back and faces the group of men frantically trying to pry Dio’s head off of Tippy. Everything starts to fade to black, Jonathan closes his eyes and is now unconscious. Ice grabs Dio with the help of Avdol’s flames to cause the veins to retreat. Dio spits blood in Vanilla’s face, with a hateful hiss,

“Traitor…”

Ice is visibly trembling, from adrenaline, fear, anger, and a plethora of emotions all at once. He does everything in his power to hold Dio down on the ground as he kicks the spellbook to the other three,

“The… spell on the… next page…!!!” Ice strains to hold Dio down. The vampiric head chomps down on Vanilla’s arm, making him grunt in pain, “HURRY!!!!” Dio clamps his jaw down even harder, causing Ice to cry out in pain. Tears well up in his eyes, not because the bite from Dio hurts… but because of the situation he has been put in. Ice was saved by this man. He trusted him. He loved him with all of his being… He has done everything he could to try to make Dio happy… and now here he is, holding down the severed head of his beloved master as he clamps down on his arm… Ice squeezes his eyes shut, trying to hold back heartbroken tears.

Tippy grabs the spellbook and kneels down to Dio,

“Something lost you need to find. Hear my prayer as the restless before me unwind. Look now and do not turn your eye blind. I bestow upon thee a new form shall you bind.”

Ice’s brown hair falls down over his tear soaked face as he shudders from both physical pain and emotional pain.

Dio loosens his jaw grip until he stops biting Vanilla’s forearm. Dio’s head starts glowing a bright white, hovering up to the height he used to be before he lost his body. Tippy rushes to Vanilla’s aid and looks at the wound Dio has caused Ice…

“Let me see…” Tippy speaks so only Vanilla can hear. Ice shows the deep bite mark, bleeding and covered in his master’s saliva. The fang marks are very visible and are the deepest. While Dio is getting his body back, Tippy brushes Vanilla’s hair out of his face to reveal that man’s crestfallen milk chocolate brown eyes, filled to the brim with tears. Tippy quickly wipes away his tears, making sure Avdol and Polnareff don’t notice. Without needing to say a single word, Tippy knows how much this entire thing had broken Vanilla’s heart… the pain… the realization… everything hitting all at once. Dio’s torso is finished in the blinding white light, and his legs are soon to follow. Tippy takes out a napkin from his pocket and gently dabs Ice’s wound with it. It’s all he has, but the gesture is enough to bring this big strong man to tears yet again.

Ice stifles a hiccup. Watching Tippy do his best with what little he’s got in this very moment… This is what it feels like to have somebody I love care about me. He thinks. Tippy looks up at Vanilla and wipes his tears away once again, then softly plants a tender kiss on his dampened cheek.

Suddenly they hear a loud thump. All of the gentlemen turn to look and see Dio’s nude body curled up on the ground.

“Is he…” Polnareff’s eyes are narrowed, “Alive?”

“Is Jonathan alive?” Avdol points at Jonathan’s unconscious body. Everyone turns to look at Jonathan, who is still breathing but unmoving. Dio doesn’t make a sound, but he is breathing and curled up on himself with his back to the others.

A few hours later

Tippy has patched up Vanilla’s wound, while the Stardust Crusaders converse amongst themselves. Polnareff and Avdol explain what happened to Jotaro, Joseph, and Kakyoin. This puzzles the other three, but admittedly Jotaro and Joseph have been through just as strange of events.

Avdol makes his way over to Vanilla and Tippy to speak,

“I knew there was something about you, Tippy.” He taps his temple, “You and I… we’re on the same wavelength.”

Tippy chuckles,

“Thanks, Avdol. You know, I had the same feeling about you. Well, I mean I did miss every time I tried to end you!”

“Haha, and you almost got me one time!” Avdol laughs, “You’re pretty good with that spear of yours, you had me actually worried for a little while. I was like, ‘damn this guy is good.’ and that disappearing power? Absolutely incredible!”

“You’re one to talk! You had me on my toes back there, man. I was trying to trick you, going here and there and everywhere. But you know what they say,” Avdol and Tippy say in unison, “You can’t trick a trickster! Jinx! Ahahahaha!” They both laugh. Avdol points to Tippy and says to Vanilla,

“Don’t you let this guy go. Hang onto him, got it? You got yourself a good one.”

“Oh. There is no need to worry about that.” Ice nods and looks at Tippy, “I intend to spend the rest of my life with him…”

“Hey.” Avdol says to Vanilla, catching his attention. Avdol looks up at Vanilla, “I can see it in your eyes… They say the eyes are windows to the soul, and you… your soul has been damaged. But much like a liver, it has the power to regenerate itself and repair the damage over time.” Avdol scans Ice’s face, then sets the palm of his hand on fire, “Unfortunately, in some cases… the damage can be so great that nothing can repair it…” Avdol examines the flame in his hand, “but don’t let that discourage you from living a full life with your beloved.” Avdol inhales, “Yes, your stand will forever be a reminder of the trauma you’ve faced in your life, but you can use it to your advantage. Turn your hurt into something beautiful.” Avdol blows out the fire in his hand, letting beautiful twinkles of embers float away. Ice is at a loss for words at this very moment, all he can do is nod in understanding. Avdol smiles at the two of them, but is called over by Joseph,

“Avdol!”

“I’ll be right with you, Mr Joestar.” Avdol calls back to him, then turns around to the couple, “Take what I said to heart. Turn your hurt into something beautiful.” Avdol heads back to the group. Polnareff shakes his head and says loud enough for Vanilla and Tippy to hear,

“Let’s get the hell out of here. I never want to see this god forsaken mansion or,” he points with pure hatred at Ice, “that man ever again.”

The Stardust Crusaders say awkward goodbyes and quickly escape from Dio’s mansion.

A few days later…

Zzzzziip! Tippy zips up a blue sparkly suitcase,

“Well,” He playfully dusts his hands off, “That’s the last of my stuff.” Tippy and Vanilla take a look around Tippy’s old room. It’s empty. The walls are no longer covered in drawings or posters, the dresser and closet are empty, the desk is cleared, and the bed no longer has sheets.

It’s silent. Tippy looks around with his hands on his hips, gently nibbling the inside of his cheek. Ice walks over closer to Tippy, placing a loving hand on his shoulder. Tippy looks up at his partner. Vanilla inhales,

“It doesn’t have to be like this, you know.”

“What do you mean?” Tippy asks with a curious little head tilt.

“I mean that,” Vanilla touches Tippy’s suitcase, “You can stay, you know.” his voice is a bit quieter. He holds Tippy’s hands, “You can stay here. With me… forever… things don’t have to change.”

“Vans… I can’t.” Tippy’s brows frown and he looks down at their hands together, “You know I can’t stay here forever. I have things I need to do back home. I have my own obligations.”

“Please.” Vanilla lightly begs his beloved. They both look into each other’s brown eyes. Tippy places his hand on Vanilla’s cheek,

“I can’t… I’m sorry, Vans.” Xe leans up and kisses his lips delicately.

Vanilla helps Tippy take his things to the front door before he leaves for the airport.

“So… this is it?” Ice asks.

“That’s it!” Tippy says. That’s not what he meant, but he says nothing. The brunette sighs while Tippy gets everything ready. After a while he finally blurts out,

“What if I came with you?”

“W-what?” Tippy asks.

“What if I packed my things and came with you? I don’t have much. I can leave this all behind.” Vanilla pulls Tippy in by the small of xis back and interlocks their fingers as he lightly dips xem, “I told you I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to spend a thousand lifetimes with you, plus a thousand more after that.” Vanilla leans in closer to Tippy, “I want to be with you until the sun dies, until the universe dies, until we have to find each other all over again once the universe resets… I want to be with you through the end and the beginning of time.”

Tippy giggles, then it turns into warm laughter as xe wraps xis arms around Vanilla’s shoulders, pressing xis forehead against his. They kiss each other, smiling in between each peck.

“I… I would love that, Lucky Charms.” Tippy says to his beloved. Vanilla smiles with such warmth for the man in his arms… but that smile fades,

“Lord Dio… I have to notify him of my absence.” Vanilla carefully stands Tippy back up and turns to go to one of the library rooms. He turns back, “Wait right there, my darling. I will be back. I promise… and no matter what happens… I will forever love you. I will do whatever I can to make sure I feel your loving embrace once more.”

Ice quickly makes his way to each library room he can until he finally finds his master,

“Sire.” Vanilla speaks while in the middle of the doorway. Dio and Jonathan were in the middle of a conversation, but they turn their attention to Ice. Dio sets a book down on a desk,

“What is it, Ice?”

“My lord…” Vanilla slowly gets on his knees with his head bowed, “I come to you as a humble servant… remember what you said to me on the day you chose to bring me into your home? You told me that I can have one wish and no more… I told you I didn’t need wishes because everything I ever wanted was already granted just by being accepted here. Then you said that if I could think of anything, anything at all, you would grant it for me.” Ice gulps, “Sire… I would like to use my one wish.”

Dio watches in amusement at his servant’s behavior. The blonde turns to look at Jonathan, who isn’t surprised but taken aback a little by the suddenness.

“Very well, what is your one wish, Ice?” The brunette bites his lip and hesitates. He inhales and looks up at Dio with pleading eyes,

“I wish to join Tippy. I want to go with him back to his home. Please, sire, I wish to have a plane ticket to join Tippy and be with him forever.”

Dio glances at Jonathan, who is giving a warm and knowing smile to Vanilla. Dio sighs,

“Is this really your one wish? You wouldn’t wish for him to stay here with you forever?”

“...I have made my decision, sire. I… I want to go wherever Tippy goes. I want to be tethered to him as I was once tethered to you…”

“I see.” Dio taps his cheek with his taloned finger, “Very well then… I unbind you to me. You are free to leave with Gratuity. Your services are no longer required anyway, considering I have a second set of hands around here.” Dio nudges Jonathan with his elbow. Jonathan shakes his head and speaks,

“That’s all well and good and all, but our dear friend here still needs a ticket to catch the same flight Tippy has. Are you just going to pull that out of thin air?”

“As a matter of fact, I am.” Dio smugly has a plane ticket in between his index and middle finger.

“Wha-? But how did-?” Jonathan is interrupted by Dio bending down to hand Ice the plane ticket,

“Here.” Vanilla’s hands tremble as he delicately takes the plane ticket,

“Thank you, sire. Oh, thank you so much. Thank you.” Ice says.

“Yes, yes. Now hurry along and pack your things…” Dio waves him away. “Oh… and I do expect you to visit whenever possible. Hmhm. Goodbye, Vanilla Ice… you were the best servant I have ever had.”

Ice gives a slight bow to Dio and rushes to pack some of his things from his bedroom.

Dio taps his cheek again and looks at the doorway with a sigh,

“Now where am I going to find another obedient servant boy with a cute buttox?”

Jonathan playfully hits his arm,

“Dio!”

Meanwhile

Tippy is sitting on his suitcase at the front door. Vanilla runs down the hallway with his suitcase rolling behind him,

“TIPPY!!!!”

“Hm?”

“TIPPY!! I’M!!” Vanilla pants and rushes up to Tippy, “I’m *pant* I’m coming with you.” He wraps him up in a hug and shows him the plane ticket.

The couple end up moving into the quaint little one story house they had built together, with the money Dio had paid them. Dio and Jonathan adjust to living together after getting their bodies back, the Stardust Crusaders go on to live lives of their own, and things are safe and sound. The disappearing void dwellers live a happy, peaceful new life together in that comfortable little house and even get married and have a son together…

The End

#sapphire heartverse #sapphire heartverse fanfic #tw blood #tw violence #tw emotional distress #tw decapitation #tipvans #jonathan's head #sapphire heartverse good ending #tw slight body horror

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