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surpriserose · 2 years

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Oughhhh can u do ummmm beloved Wrex and maybe Jolyne

THE BELOVEDS <3<3<3

JOLYNE!!!!!!

Headcanon A: realistic

this is a little dumb because like obviously jolynes gonna be writing important stuff in Japanese in the jailhouse lock arc in the manga like its Japanese you know? But i do like to think jolyne is bilingual and specifically wrote in Japanese so no one would know what she was writing just in case you know?

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Jolyne tried to flirt with hermes once by literally sweeping her off her feet with stone free but they crashed into each other and fell over but hermes thought it was cute anyways so jolyne did the exact same thing with foo fighters <3

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Nothing about jolyne is ever angsty ahaha hahaha :(((( okay fuck i thought of something but its major MAJOR stone ocean spoilers so its going under the cut along with wrexs little angsty moment

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

The main cast from stone ocean all lives together they are in a full house style sitcom at the end of stone ocean idc

Wrex :)

Headcanon A: realistic

He and grunt are besties after me2 this is canon it goes in the realistic spot idc grunt is wrexs nephew idc

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Has thousands of kids most of them krogan some asari and half of them are named shepard mostly the younger ones because it got harder and harder to think of names <3

Putting d first because c is gonna be under a cut for me3 spoilers

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

He and eve were playing a big old practical joke on shepard they watched a lot of old human sitcoms and started acting like a bumbling husband and his smart wife because they knew shepard had never met a female krogan and would believe them <3 no im not mad about me3s krogan writing and gender what are you talking about <3

Jolyne

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Hey so the rules of the made in heaven universe reset are really unclear and i could just be misremembering but like after pucci dies is it just emporio with knowledge of the old world or is it everyone who was alive? Like i think its the first one but i thought of something really angsty so

Like....imagine jolynes mom meets irene in the new universe and is like omg jolyne i thought you were dead i had no idea where you were and the world was breaking apart and irene just goes i think you got the wrong person lady

Wrex

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

I think the krogan are absolutely decimate after me3 like everyone is but like idk the krogan and humans kind of almost explicitly use them as cannon fodder especially if youre playing renegade Shepard i guess like theyre fine theyre not gonna be extinct but for a long time wrex wonders if everything he and shepard did were nothing in the end especially since hes on the front lines with the krogan during priority earth and he probably saw a lot of them die but this time it affects him way more than it did in like me1 because now he has hope for the krogan you know?

#Jjba #Mass effect #Stone ocean #Stone ocean spoilers

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vegetafan72 · 3 years

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Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Headcanons #10

What is their reaction to being proposed to by their s/o? And how do they go about their wedding?

Jonathan

- He’d wrap his arms around his s/o in a big bear hug, happily saying yes. Nothing could be better to him than spending the rest of his life with the person he loves.

- While he could have a huge, expensive ceremony, Jonathan wouldn’t be the type to go all out for the sake of it. However big his s/o wants it, then that’s it. All Jonathan wants is to make sure his love is happy and for their guests to have a good time.

- All their friends and the s/o’s family are invited. Of course Speedwagon is the best man and he definitely cries a few times throughout the wedding.

Speedwagon

- Pure shock, then pure happiness. He would cry as he hugged them, just so overjoyed that the person he loved so dearly wants to spend their life with him.

- Speedwagon would feel down about only one thing and that's the ceremony itself. If he hadn’t discovered oil and become rich yet, then he’d have no money to pay for a wedding. It would break his heart to not be able to give his s/o the wedding they deserve. Thankfully, Jonathan and/or Erina would come in clutch to help pay for things.

- Of course Jonathan and Erina are invited, especially since they’d have funded the whole ceremony. Maybe even Speedwagon’s Orge Street friends, Kenpo and Tattoo, would be allowed to come. And Poco and his sister if they wanted to keep that friendship going. It’s not a huge guest list, but the smaller wedding is more special and intimate anyway.

DIO

- He would be surprised for sure. He never thought of tying the knot with his s/o; he thought it was unnecessary. They already belong to him; there’s no sense in legalizing it. But he supposes it's a cute idea and does further cement them as his, so he’ll go along with it.

- The wedding is a ceremony held only between DIO, his s/o, and DIO’s followers. Let’s be honest, Pucci is totally the priest officiating the wedding.

- DIO’s followers party amongst themselves, but DIO himself doesn’t really mingle, just sipping on wine. He’s more inclined to sweep his spouse off to commence with the wedding night.

Joseph

- He’s torn from being either ecstatic or embarrassed that he didn’t ask first. He was totally planning to, but his s/o beat him to the punch. Ultimately though, marrying his love was something he already planned on doing so he’s happy.

- This wedding is going to be the biggest, baddest party the world has ever seen. Joseph will spare no expense to make it as amazing as possible. People are going to be talking about it for years!

- Everyone is invited. The wedding is planned to be so big it has to have tons of guests. There’s no way Joseph and his s/o would even have the time to greet them all. It’s a huge, fun party where the music, dancing, and drinking doesn’t end until way after midnight.

Jotaro

- He’s surprised and it will show on his face for a moment, but he’ll try to keep his cool exterior up, particularly if the proposal is in public. If they ask in private, Jotaro will be more relaxed in showing exactly how happy he is. Smiling and nodding, he and his s/o would embrace and Jotaro would give them a little forehead kiss.

- He’s rich so the price of the wedding isn’t a problem but Jotaro wouldn’t want a big, lavish one anyway. If his s/o does, he’ll allow some more garish things to be present, but he really thinks it's unnecessary.

- Just family and important friends are allowed at the wedding. Jotaro isn’t big on parties and socializing so he doesn’t want to deal with a lot of people. He’ll be much happier when it's just him and his s/o alone.

Kakyoin

- Momentary surprise is followed by pure happiness. He hadn’t expected this, but he’s so touched that his s/o wants to spend the rest of their life with him. He can’t reciprocate the feeling enough. He’s gonna tear up a little bit, the poor thing. He’s just really happy.

- Kakyoin is used to being pretty private so he wouldn’t really want a big wedding. Just his parents, s/o’s family, the Stardust Crusaders and s/o’s close friends would be plenty.

- He’s going to be elated the entire day. You can bet he’s gonna cry seeing his s/o in their wedding attire. And as well as being surrounded by his friends who changed his life, well, it's definitely the happiest day of his life.

Avdol

- He’d be honored and very happy that his loved one wants to spend their life with him. Of course he feels the same and accepts.

- Their wedding wouldn’t take long to plan out because Avdol doesn’t really want a big, complicated thing. If his s/o does, then he’ll go along with some of it, but nothing too extravagant.

- We don’t know anything about Avdol’s family but if he has living parents and siblings, they’d be there for the wedding. And of course Avdol’s friends, the other Crusaders, are going to be there to support him too.

Polnareff

- He's actually a bit upset he’s not the one asking them. He’d always imagined picking out a nice romantic spot and proposing to his loved one someday, but now he’s the one getting proposed to. He is not going to ruin this though. He’ll only pout a little bit, but of course he’s going to accept. He’ll throw his arms around his s/o in a big hug and shower them with kisses.

- A beautiful, extravagant wedding is what Polnareff has always dreamed of, but unless his s/o is wealthy, they probably can’t spend as much as they’d like.

- Polnareff will get a bit depressed thinking about how his parents and sister won’t be able to attend the wedding since they’ve all passed away, but he’ll try not to let it sour his mood. Having his friends and his s/o’s family there helps him feel better though.

Josuke

- He’s surprised definitely. Honestly, he was probably planning on proposing himself, but just kept getting nervous. He accepts, of course, kissing his s/o and holding them in a tight hug. Secretly, he’s super relieved he never had to be the one proposing, it was really stressing him out.

- Josuke would totally want a big wedding, but he just doesn’t have the money. He still wants it to be a fun party, but he just needs the funds. However, he could maybe ask for or borrow some from his rich old man.

- There’s lots of people in attendance at Josuke and his s/o’s wedding, from Josuke’s family, his s/o’s family, and the Duwang Gang. The only thing ruining it for Josuke is that Rohan is there. He wasn’t invited but the manga artist only came because it was a good reference for weddings and it would make Josuke annoyed.

#Headcanon #Jojo no Kimyou na Bouken #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #jonathan joestar #robert speedwagon #Dio Brando #Jotaro Kujo #Joseph Joestar #Noriaki Kakyoin #Mohammed Avdol #Muhammad Avdol #Jean Pierre Polnareff #Josuke Higashikata

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achtung-attitude · 4 years

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SAN GABRIÉL, MISSIÓN SAN GABRIEL ARCÁNGEL

The sun rises over Los Angeles, bloated and golden. The first rays of the summer day spill through the windows of the San Gabriel mission chapel, falling upon the man kneeling before the altar. He has been awake for most of the night. The news of Hotel California’s destruction, and Paul Mann’s arrest, have reached him almost as soon as they occurred.

Someone barges in through the chapel doors, but Dust does not turn to see them. He already knows who it is. He is the one who summoned her here. She approaches him swiftly, impatiently, her dreadlocks swaying with each sharp, jerky movement. “Where’s Toto?” she says, standing over him and crossing her arms.

Brother Dust inhales, and sighs. “You know how your brother is…”

“Typical. Fucking typical! Always, he gotta do this, don’t he…? I swear if he don’t show up in the next minute, I’m outta here-!” she rages, stepping over the divider and pacing back and forth in front of the altar.

“Knowles, please…” he says, standing, “Don’t behave that way. You know that patience is a virtue…”

“You ain’t my dad!”

He chuckles. “No. No, I’m not…”

“Why the fuck we even gotta have a meeting in person anyways?! It’s the modern age, padre, just text me the deets!”

“Eyy, now that wouldn’t do. I ain’t even got a phone, so…” says a languid, new voice. Knowles stops pacing as quickly as she starts. Dust turns to watch him enter, a young man with an unruly afro and wearing clothes two sizes too big for him. He frowns at the sight of the blunt hanging from his lips.

“Toto, please do put that out. This is a place of worship.”

“Oh, yeah, sorry ‘bout that. Forgot…” Toto replies, removing the spliff and crushing it under his foot. Dust sighs in resignation.

“And just where the hell have you been?!” Knowles demands, “What took you so long?”

“Whaaat? I woke up on time and e’rything…!” he yawns, “I ain’t woken up this early in a while, not since I stood in line to get the next Lamar album!! You lucky I’m here at all...”

“You goddamn no-good bum! A sloth, is what you are!”

“Now, now, children, be good to each other. There is business to attend to…” Dust says, raising his hands, calming them. “I’m sure you both know why we’re here.”

“... Nah, I don’t.” Toto replies bluntly.

“What the hell you think it is?! It’s all fucking falling apart, Toto! Phantasma been murdered and our cash cow’s been got by the pigs! I seen it on the fucking news! The whole plan’s FUCKED!”

“Ohhh, right, right, I remember… Wait, sorry, which plan is that?”

“THE PLAN!! The plan we been working on for years now! The plan to get Paul Mann into Congress and eventually into the White House, so that we can run the fuckin’ country! That plan, motherfucker!!”

“I heard, I heard, I was kidding… Man, you takin’ this real personal, aint’ya?”

“I respected Phantasma. She was a powerful woman, so of course that four-eyes asshole All-Kill wanted her gone! We can’t let him get away with this!”

“In time, my dear, in time… I share your pain, and your worries for the future, but fear not. Despite the loss of our Sister and the capture of our political asset, hope is not yet lost. Toto is right: although our original plan may have fallen through, we have but simply to hunker down, and find another way. The Lord will provide us with a new opportunity, I’m sure of it.” Knowles sniffs, then turns, jumping up to sit cross-legged on the altar.

“Soon, all our enemies, those that stand in the way of our enlightenment will be vanquished… All our enemies…” he says, glancing at Toto.

“Uhh, right…” he says, pulling photographs out of his pocket. Polaroid pictures, depicting secretive shots of Shizuka and her friends. He cycles through them, scrutinizing them, “So, I ain’t learned much more after they left the hospital. Joestar girl showed up in town a few weeks ago, looking for her momma…”

“Her momma? … Could she be related to someone in All-Kill’s crew?”

“Maybe, I ain’t confirmed yet… What makes you say that anyways? It ain’t like all Asians know each others, right?”

Knowles’ eyes go wide. “That’s not-- That’s isn’t what I meant, I just thought, since-- I mean she keeps on getting in our way, I thought that maybe--!! D-don’t put words in my mouth, you--!!”

“Yeah yeah, whatever. Anyway, they pulled up at the Hotel California last night, like I told you, and we figured that was that, right? Well… obviously, that was not that. ”

“Quite. Underestimating them is clearly folly. What more?”

“Uhhh, that’s all, I think. Already told ya she here lookin’ for her momma... Oh, right, there was somethin’ I wanted to ask… All-Kill’s thing, his coup, he probably definitely gon’ get T’onga to do us in, right?”

“Indeed. T’onga Kim is Brother All-Kill’s most valued asset, it is only natural he would entrust our elimination to her. It was she who eliminated Phantasma, after all, as she would now do to us.”

“The treacherous bitch,” Knowles hisses, “How could she? Murdering a sister in solidarity like that… It’s a disgrace!”

“You surprised?” Toto asks. “This’s kinda her thing.”

“That’s not the point, damn it!! The plan’s been ruined because of her!! How are we supposed to rise above the oppressors if we gotta worry about turning against each other?!!”

Dust lays his hand on Knowles’ shoulder. “You are right, child. Absolutely. That is not the Paradise I have envisioned, where the Chosen bring peace and order to the world! Hear what I say now, my children.

“We are those Chosen. The true light shines out of darkness, in the hidden places where the Hands of God moves the world! It is the truth I’ve seen, for us to be those Hands on Earth! It was my dream to share that vocation with my Congregation… But All-Kill has rejected it utterly.

“This, now, is more than a mere battle, but a Crusade! We will prevail, for we are garbed in the protection of the Lord!”

Dust’s pontification hangs in the air. Knowles has calmed down dramatically, drawn in by the preacher man’s sheer conviction. Toto stands apart, his hands in his pockets. He raises his hand to pick away his spliff, only to notice he no longer has it, having put it out not long ago. Scratching the back of his neck, he retrieves a dustpan from the corridor and sweeps up the burnt ashes left on the chapel floor.

The preacher man sighs, contented. “That aside... Hear my words well, children. Go now, and prepare.”

Knowles partially breaks out of a daze and ambles away, out of the chapel. Toto watches her leave for a moment, glancing at Dust before following her.

The old man turns and stares into the eyes of the angels above the altar, then moves and crouches behind it. With deft fingers, he unlocks a secret hatch hidden beneath. Inside is a gym bag full of CDs. He opens it, and the Stand discs inside shimmer in the low light.

He grins tightly. “It seems I’ll get to avenge you after all... Pucci.”

---

IN C-KING’S MANSION

“There’s something I want to say before we go any further.” Moya declares. She sits on an armchair in C-King’s living room. Shizuka and Jerome sit across from her and watch her expectantly, while Kilo stands next to them, arms crossed. In Moya’s right hand, she holds a crisp, white envelope. Written on the envelope in permanent marker is the name ‘JOESTAR’.

They had hardly been back in the mansion for more than a few hours before the doorbell had rung. Moya and Kilo had gone to answer, their Stands at the ready. When they stormed out of the door, no-one was there. No-one, and nothing but the envelope. Inside, they could clearly see the outline of a letter.

“I’ve told you this before, Shizuka, but I’ll say it again,” Moya stresses, “Your mother is a dangerous person. No matter how much you want to see her, I will not allow her to harm you. If she tries anything… anything… then I won’t hesitate to deal with her. If I have to, I will kill her.”

No one says anything for a moment. Kilo silently agrees.

“... I’m sure it won’t come to that. I know not to expect any hugs and kisses.” Shizuka declares, smiling, resolute.

Moya sighs. “Alright… Kilo.” she says, flicking the envelope to Kilo. SATURN BARZ catches it and cautiously opens it, ready to neutralize anything that might emerge from it. But the paper is a normal piece of paper. After inspecting it for a moment, he presents it to Shizuka.

The message is simple, containing only these words, again, in permanent marker: I WILL MEET YOU AT ANAHEIM. Alongside it are three tickets to a convention. At the bottom of the letter is no name, but a simple drawing of an impossible triangle.

Shizuka inhales, and exhales as a rush of adrenaline causes her fingers to shake, rattling the paper.

END of CHAPTER 33

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #achtung attitude #dust #knowles #toto #ch33

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jojotier · 6 years

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Slow Dance with Me

“JoJo… may I have a dance?”

Jotaro glanced at where Kakyoin was splayed out, long, curled hair lying in a halo on the arm of the couch. Creeping along the ground, slow and careful, were some of Hierophant’s many tentacles. The ribbon like, iridescent structures gingerly felt along the carpet, slowly winding their way towards a boombox.

“Can’t,” Jotaro reminded him, maybe amused, “Doc said my legs’re fucked.” Temporarily, of course, but they were fucked enough after the final battle against Pucci that he had to wear some clunky braces for all of six months. It at least gave him an excuse not to move much.

He watched as Kakyoin slowly rose from the couch, positioning his hands on the arm of it to give himself some stability. Kakyoin moved his head almost as if he could see, turning it in the direction of Jotaro and the bed he was laid out on, but there wasn’t any real sight to those clouded over eyes anymore. “Just light and dark,” Kakyoin had described to him once.

“Shouldn’t, perhaps, but since when did you care about appealing to authority?” Kakyoin teased, smile light and bright as it had been for twenty years. Twenty years and still going. “That’s not the JoJo I know- unless you’re trying to get out of this and leave little old me alone…”

“Give it a second.” Jotaro rumbled, slowly rising into a sitting position himself. “I need to decide if I want to.” Of course, he was probably going to do it anyway- his legs didn’t hurt, just ached slightly, and it wasn’t as if he could deny Kakyoin something. It was a weakness. Maybe the only one Jotaro had. And, fortunately, Kakyoin knew just how to exploit it.

Kakyoin knew how to exploit it, and he knew he was going to get his way, because Jotaro could already see Hierophant’s fingers digging through their modest cassette collection. They didn’t keep much, and much of what it was was rock- but his Mom had given them a cassette of some old fashioned slow songs.

Jotaro finally set his legs over the edge of the bed, slowly rising to his feet with some difficulty. His back still hurt like hell, and these damn plastic braces were heavy- but not too bad, all in all, when it came to mobility. Kakyoin beamed slightly to Jotaro’s left and Hierophant was guiding him forwards, toward the middle of the room. Star Platinum joined in as well, though he didn’t show himself fully- just moved a few pieces of shitty hotel furniture out the way and disappeared again.

The end of Hierophant’s tentacles found Jotaro’s arm, twining gingerly around it as Kakyoin slowly followed, in much the same boat as Jotaro mobility wise, albeit for far different reasons. The only reason he used just the one cane instead of crutches was due to Hierophant, holding his body weight. Jotaro wondered when the last time he’d seen Hierophant as a humanoid and not as a pile of ribbons was.

Kakyoin couldn’t bow too far forwards as he took Jotaro’s hand, smiling. “Here- now you can decide… may I have this dance?”

The track started, and Jotaro huffed out a fond breath. “I guess I have no choice, since we’re already here. In position.”

“Seeming like any stereotypical old couple, I bet,” Kakyoin’s smile turned into somewhat of a sardonic grin.

“The most stereotypical. The most stupidly sappy, too.” Jotaro could feel more of Hierophant twining around him, quietly taking some of the weight off. Kakyoin’s arm twined around his waist. “Look at what you’re forcing me to do.”

Kakyoin snorted, eyes crinkling at the corners. “If only our younger selves could see us now…”

“I’d punch myself in the face before anything could happen and you know it.”

“Oh, I do- it’s quite the endearing trait, love.”

Jotaro wrapped his arms around Kakyoin’s shoulders and Kakyoin tipped forward slightly, sinking his weight into him. He could still move his feet, but he only ever seemed to do it to get closer to Jotaro, resting his head on his shoulder.

They couldn’t exactly dance as they were. It was more akin to lightly swaying with the music, trying to move their feet along with it. Neither of them had been good dancers before the years wore on them, and now that the years had passed, they were all the worse.

Jotaro held Kakyoin to him, gingerly sweeping a hand over the small of his husband’s back. He wasn’t even paying attention to the music- it was vague white noise in the background. Unimportant.

There was new scar tissue, around Kakyoin’s upper back, from an especially nasty stab wound from some seinen protagonist that had come to life with Bohemian Rhapsody that had gotten infected. His left shoulder still had claw marks embedded into it from the winter of ‘96, which Kakyoin didn’t think to cover with the oversized t shirt that slipped off it. Not that he was able to spend special attention to every detail of his appearance, anymore- not since he slowly, surely, went blind last spring.

The only real reason why Jotaro took special notice was because now, since they’d survived and recovered from their latest world saving escapade, it was finally starting to show just how much Kakyoin had done to himself. In a vague sense, it made Jotaro guilty at times. Kakyoin was one of the few, very few, precious things in his life.

But he knew Kakyoin was a stubborn old bastard who wouldn’t have taken life laying down, so maybe it was better, in some vague, possibly fucked up way, that he hadn’t been able to talk Kakyoin out of it. Out of a lot- out of even more experimental cybernetics as the stand users kept getting more dangerous, out of research with volatile kids and their stands that helped everyone in the end, out of danger at every corner. Not out of Egypt. Not out of Morioh. Not out of Florida. It was all Kakyoin’s choice in the end. Who knows where he’d be if Kakyoin hadn’t decided all the things that he had.

Damn if it didn’t still hurt to feel how many times Jotaro had failed him, mapped out across his body.

“Darling, you feel tired.” Kakyoin whispered against him. Jotaro could feel his lips move against his skin.

“Mmm.” Jotaro hummed in vague agreement, resting his chin on Kakyoin’s hair. “Not in a bad way.”

Kakyoin chuckled, a breath puffing out past Jotaro’s collar. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I just feel like it’s time to sleep forever.” Jotaro said, melting partially into Kakyoin when he felt those spindly fingers slip partially under his shirt and brush against his skin. Not roaming- just resting, feeling Jotaro underneath.

“Yes.” Kakyoin said, and when Jotaro raised his head up enough to peek down, Kakyoin’s eyes were closed. “I feel that way too, nowadays… only sometimes, though. I can keep going.”

“I know you can.” And Jotaro means it. Kakyoin had kept himself going for all this time already- what was another twenty years? “But you should sleep with me anyway.”

“Should I now?” Kakyoin said laughingly, but his mouth looks different. “I do that already- quite often too, Dr. Kujo…”

“That’s not what I mean.” Jotaro said, and it came out more as a sigh than he wanted. There was a moment of quiet. “... What brought this on?”

“Brought what on?” The song slowly faded, and another played. Soft, barely there piano.

“This.”

Jotaro moved one hand only to gesture vaguely, knowing the tentacles wrapped around his wrist would catch the movement. Kakyoin went silent for a moment, face turned away. Then, it turned back towards Jotaro, and if Jotaro weren’t in his right mind, he might have mistaken Kakyoin for peering up at him from under his lashes.

“Rohan recently has begun to mentor Shizuka- the invisible child. He asked me to come on stand business, and it seems like an interesting case… so I was considering going.” Kakyoin said, sighing delicately. He rested his face against Jotaro’s shoulder, eyes slipping shut. “It’s not urgent, and he said it wouldn’t be for a few months, but… well, I just wanted to hold you baby.”

Jotaro kept quiet, looking down at Kakyoin. He knew there wasn’t anything that he could say, if Kakyoin really wanted to go- but he didn’t want to leave Kakyoin alone in that. Not when he could still keep going himself. He chose his next words carefully. “Are you sure?”

“About holding you?” Kakyoin smiled gently. “More sure than anything else in my life.”

“No… about this case.” Jotaro said, hand skirting across Kakyoin’s shoulder. Across the scar. It wasn’t nearly as bad as the scar down below, on his stomach- but Jotaro had long grown used to the scars Dio left. It was the new ones that worried him now. “Everything with Jolyne just happened.”

“Yes.” Kakyoin nodded. “That’s true. But everything with Asha and the case in Brazil happened very soon after Dio. And everything in Morioh happened after the heist ring in Canada. Everything is quite soon after everything- but that’s just how it is. No rest for the wicked, as they say.”

“Doesn’t have to be.” Jotaro muttered, eyes slipping shut. He was even more tired than before. “Just stay.”

Kakyoin paused and, surprisingly, didn’t say anything scathing. He just quietly said, “If I do that, I might go crazy.”

“There are other ways to be busy.” Ways that didn’t involve near death. Ways that didn’t mean more running around. Sometimes, Jotaro wondered if Kakyoin has ever slowed down. Other times, he knew Kakyoin hasn’t.

“... Hierophant will get bored.” Kakyoin was avoiding it.

“He doesn’t seem bored right now.” Jotaro said, feeling Hierophant’s tentacles form into a hand, hiding under his shirt. Jotaro didn’t mind the stand’s penchant for hiding in tight spaces.

“That’s because… you’re here-”

“And I’ll stay with you.” Jotaro said. The cassette skipped a few notes and continued onto the next song.

Kakyoin’s face softened. He gingerly held Jotaro close, squeezing . “... I know you will.”

They were quiet.

“So stay with me.”

It might have been a well known fact that Kakyoin Noriaki had Jotaro wrapped around his finger- it wasn’t exactly something Jotaro hid, and even then, Kakyoin was the only person on Earth who could move him to do anything. But a little known fact about Kakyoin was- for as amicable and accommodating as he was with others, and as stubborn and immovable- he couldn’t deny Jotaro anything either.

Jotaro knew this better than most, and fortunately, didn’t take advantage often. But Jotaro knew what he wanted.

“... Just for a bit,” Kakyoin ceded. “We’ll sleep on it.”

Jotaro said, “That’s all I need.”

#jotakakweek #jotakak #jotaro kujo #kakyoin noriaki #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #my writing #fanfiction #fluff #slow dancing #angst #is it angst? is it hurt/comfort? i dont even know #the feeling i had writing this was indescribable #hjbjvkhbvf #day 2: dancing

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