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starry-blue-echoes · 1 year
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no way me? actually finishing a snippet for once? the world must be ending
but also no joke I've had this in my WIPs since mid October and I'm SO happy it's finally done :>
It's been a while since I did anything with the Vampric Joot In Italy With Vampiric Giorno, so how about we change that :)
(also, sorta? warning for implied vomiting. It's not graphic but the implications are there)
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Abbacchio didn’t trust the new guys. Didn’t like them either.
Now, this came to the surprise of literally nobody, including himself. He didn’t like people in general, simple as that.
(Well. Except for Bruno. But he was a literal angel among men and only an idiot wouldn’t like him. At the very least he could agree upon that with the kids.)
But this was different. The newbies were….. weird.
Giorno was a blonde little brat who looked like he hadn’t struggled a day in his life. He was too…… perfect looking, not a single blemish to be seen or hair out of place. No matter where you looked, and believe me Abbacchio had looked hard, there wasn’t a flaw to be found. He always moved with a stupid amount of poise and grace, footsteps quiet like a cat’s and never once looking caught off guard. And the kid wasn’t just a pretty face either, he was smart. He noticed things, small little things that usually only Abbacchio noticed. The kid knew about Abbacchio’s distaste. He definitely knew about the tea. But instead of getting pissy or tattling on Bucciarati, he stayed quiet.
On top of pissing him off, all of it was just plain freaky.
And Jotaro…..
Well. Where to even start with the bastard.
Under normal circumstances, Abbacchio would’ve had begrudging respect for him. He made it clear he wasn’t interested in any of them, but didn’t take any bullshit. He was built like a fucking truck, taller than even Abbacchio was, but he wasn’t a meathead and actually had some braincells. He was admittedly similar to Giorno when it came to brains and noticing things, but he was different in his execution. Blunter for one thing, not even bothering with any pretty words or manipulations. He gave the hard straight facts without any bullshit.
Unfortunately for him, any and all possible respect was thrown out the window because of his stupid fucking outfit.
He’d heard his explanation along with the rest of them when Narancia got nosey and asked. The simple “I’m allergic to the sun” without any elaboration.
And Abbacchio was calling bullshit.
That guy was wrapped up in so many layers that you couldn’t see a spot of skin anywhere. If the sun really was that dangerous for the man then why the hell had he joined the mafia? Abbacchio’s closet could attest to the fact that this line of work went though more clothes than the average person would want to deal with, from bullet holes to knife wounds to whatever the fuck could happen in a Stand Fight.
Unless Jotaro had a complete and total disregard for his life, it didn’t hold up. People only covered up that much when they didn’t want to be recognized and had absolutely no shot at a disguise.
Hence Abbacchio’s current plan.
Jotaro was currently gone with Narancia to grab groceries and wouldn’t be back for another hour. Fugo refused to leave the patio and was waiting for them to come back. Mista was doing a perimeter sweep outside. Bruno and Giorno were talking in the living room. Trish had holed herself up in her room.
Meaning no one was around to see him using Moody to get some answers.
Jotaro had also very conveniently gone upstairs before he’d gone to leave with Narancia, and the stairs themselves were quite loud. Only Trish was up there in her room, so Abbacchio didn’t even have to run the risk of someone sneaking up on him and asking questions (lord knows Bruno wouldn’t be happy if he ever found out). Now, he wasn’t quite sure where upstairs Jotaro had gone, but he could simply follow Moody, so easy fix.
Moody Blues slowly peeled off of him and stood, the digital clock on its head gradually ticking up until it slowed to a stop at around 23 minutes and 56 seconds.
“Let’s see what you’re hiding beneath that coat.” he muttered to himself, eyes narrowing as Moody slowly shifted. It took barely a second before it changed, and soon enough Jotaro was standing right in front of him on the stairs.
“Play,” he commanded.
The copy took a few slow, expected steps up the stairs.
And then just as he left the view of the main room.
He vanished.
Suddenly and abruptly, Jotaro was gone. He didn’t seem to be hit by anything, he didn’t even fade or fizzle out. Just one moment he was there and the next he was gone and Moody reverted back to its usual form.
For a moment Abbacchio had thought that something was wrong with Moody. He rewinded the Stand briefly…. but the exact thing happened again.
What the fuck.
Okay, wait, think about this logically. It obviously wasn’t an attack or anything the man thought was dangerous, meaning Jotaro was likely the one responsible. Abbacchio still didn’t know what his Stand could do, none of them did, but whatever it was it was fucking fast. Much faster than a human. First there was how he managed to get to the docks before they had, then there was catching Zucchero on the boat. Who’s to say he didn’t use it to move. Based on how he’d only been upstairs for a few minutes, he likely hadn’t gone that far.
He felt out with Moody, feeling for the echoes of people who had walked these halls. No one had been here very recently thank god, but it still took a moment until-
There.
Behind one of the doors. Not Trish’s thankfully, that would’ve been awkward, but instead the door next to it.
Abbacchio easily closed the distance, walking up the last few remaining stairs and down the hall, and behind the door was……
The bathroom.
Moody quickly zipped over to where Jotaro had been by the toilet, and for a brief second Abbacchio was ready to skip over it…… 
But the man was hunched over it.
The layers of cloth were peeled away from his face but his hunched over frame prevented Abbacchio from getting a clear look.
But even without seeing his face, it was obvious he was sick.
Okay…… definitely not what he expected. The man hadn’t shown any signs of being sick earlier, so that either meant the apparent nausea had been very sudden or the guy was really good at hiding it.
Abbacchio sped up the replay. Even with the fast forward, it took a few seconds before Jotaro finally stood up, flushing the toilet as he did so. He made his way over to the sink and-
“Pause.” he commanded his Stand.
-and Abbacchio couldn’t help but stare.
He looked… okay this was going to sound crazy, but he didn’t look that human.
The features were…. wrong. He had two eyes, a nose, mouth, all the features that most people had but at the same time it was off. Like the strangeness of Giorno cranked up to an 11. His eyes were a blue almost as vibrant as the sky and sea itself, but around the pupils (which were too sharp too long not right) they were crackled with bits of red like shattered glass. And his skin, it was horrifyingly pale, almost looking translucent in some places. Abbacchio could practically count the veins and-
And now that he was looking at his face, he noticed Jotaro looked…. boney. His eyes were gaunt and his cheeks were hollow, the latter only being accentuated further by his sharp cheekbones.
Definitely way too boney to be losing meals like that.
There was also a strange…… youthfulness to his appearance. From the way he spoke and acted Abbacchio had assumed he was in his late 20s, maybe early 30s, but under the face mask he looked……. young, sorta. Sure the gaunt features and sheer exhaustion made him look older but if you were to fill him out a bit more…….
He looked like a teenager.
And that made a little, minuscule piece of Abbacchio squirm a bit. He was an asshole but…… nobody, especially not a kid (if Jotaro even was one), deserved to look like that.
During his time on the force he’d seen a few cases that still kept him up at night. And some of those cases had involved kids who were far too skinny and quiet with eyes that should’ve been bright holding nothing but a look no child should ever have.
And whil Jotaro wasn’t anywhere near their ages, the look in his eyes was pretty similar.
There was a muted pain in those blue orbs. A tenseness in his face, a heaviness in his shoulders, slight indents in his lips that spoke of having gnawed on them far too many times but lacking any scars.
But it looked so…… normal to the man. A whispered  “play” sent Moody back into motion and he was just…… casual. His movements were easy and practiced, and not once did his expression shift.
This was frankly none of his business. He’d done this to figure out Jotaro’s identity and any possible threats, not analyze him for any…… whatever the hell this was.
So why did Abbacchio feel like he accidentally stumbled upon a rabbit hole far deeper than he first anticipated.
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starplatinumnun · 1 year
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being jotaro kujo must have been insane. you are 17 years old. one day you wake up and a purple ghost is haunting you. all it does is punch people and get you beer. you lock yourself into jail. all the prisoners are scared of you. your xenophobic american grandpa shows up with his psychic egyptian friend and tells you you need to kill your bisexual vampire half-great-grunkle to save your mother. suddenly, you're on the worst road trip in the history of mankind with a frenchman, a dog, an autistic nerd, a psychic, and your xenophobic grandpa with a metal hand. you have to fight an orangutan, a cowboy, a baby, a falcon, and the sun, all in the span of 60 days. all of your friends die
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zapper-awe · 21 days
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"-i am a monster
-you will never be a monster in my eyes"
A small vampire au. Kakyoin briefly lost his mind due to injury and bit Jotaro(.
Kakyoin is afraid of himself, Jotaro will never 🥺😭🥺😭
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Vampire hunter grandpa
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micolash-cage · 3 months
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Day 4: DODGE
When I looked at this prompt all I could think of was that scene in part 2 where Straizo shoots his laser eyes attack and Joseph just barely dodges the grunt of it, Neo style!!
I didn't want to completely copy the scene, so I decided to draw it from a completely different, never seen before angle and I am SUPER happy with how it turned out!!
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stargreen · 6 months
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Nočnoj Dozor🔥
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coldcalamari · 8 months
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comic based on a conversation me and my friends had
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rohansoutsidemydoor · 3 months
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thinking about Vampire Jotaro au again, like there's not enough content of it!!
Imagine Jotaro getting a ton of DIO blood in his wound, and only realizing something's wrong when the sun comes up and he can feel a horrible sharp pain somewhere in his body and just now realizing what happened when the sun is rising up.
OR
DIO did it intentionally just to mess with Jotaro because he's a petty jerk
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nageethimself · 3 months
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VAMPIRE KAKYOIN FIR THE WIN PLSPLSPSLSPSLPSLSO
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ottiliere · 1 year
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oh my goodness your dios.. what a delight to see someone so fully invested in phantom blood dio wow. i am very happy. i love your 3D dios. really makes me want to sculpt him as well
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Do it... clay is cheap bake it in the oven paint with 10 dollar set of acrylics your life will never be better. I adore phantom blood Dio so very much... years ago saw someone coin the term “phantom blood purist” and it's so funny I think about it literally every time I enter a Dio cycle. There are many aspects that go into this preference of course, and upon a great amount of time pondering i can say confidently that this is because mainly that:
1) I love history (especially the fin de siècle) and I love thinking about him in relation to Victorian values/etiquette/sociology in general... there's something so special about a society that enabled such a gross disparity of wealth&poverty while being so inherently pretentious that its asinine etiquette rules would completely elude you unless you were raised in an aristocratic family or had access to etiquette books. Dio absolutely read a great amount of these before going to the Joestar mansion btw, even before his father snuffed it I think. God help him he would not be doomed to look like a slovenly ill-bred gamin if and when he needed to manipulate the upper classes. I really can't think of a way for him to have developed these skills enough to outclass Jonathan otherwise. god and like thinking about him as a barrister too with his profligate fashion sense you just KNOW he gets drawn that way into all of the court sketches that go in all the newspapers since everyone loved to read about crime and there were a million papers for this in England alone... he'd get caricatured so bad sometimes and he is NOT happy about this.
2) You can probably tell from my indifference to the rest of the parts (except sbr; I call this the "diego rule") that I'm not the biggest fan of fantastical elements and I'm much more interested in interpersonal conflict/relationships in general... PB is extremely unique to the rest of the series because for five WHOLE chapters absolutely nothing abnormal happens and we just get to see Dio harassing Jonathan and his girlfriend until Jonathan snaps and humiliates him so bad in beating him up that he makes Dio cry. and then Dio kills his dog. Like it's literally just some impoverished child abuse victim bullying a spoiled rich kid who wanted to be his friend because lalala sunshine daisies only knows what "poverty" is from reading Oliver Twist and has no conceptual understanding of what the real-world implications of that are. That was the character development that needed multiple chapters to develop it's so fucking awesome. like yeah I'd read an entire novel of just this alone happening and how it impacts their relationship as adults no vampirism needed. I reread "dio the invader" so frequently I'm surprised the spine of my jojonium copy isn't cracked at the exact endpoint of it. I just adore him interacting with Jonathan so much it's hard to remove him from that… that's his FOIL... all the stories (some "AUs") I make with Dio involve the way he and Jonathan gravitate each other to some degree. we get the clearest view of who he is in the face of someone who is the polar opposite of himself. 🤯
2) This iteration of him is the closest degree of separation he has from his "humanity" (childhood), thus
3) I find him to be the most interesting, endearing, etc., version of him walking around, given that... well. behaviors stem from somewhere... the thematic & active severance of himself from a species he is fundamentally incapable of connecting with due to the way he adapted to help him tolerate his childhood... from his point of view I can't imagine that there is one convincing reason for him to continue being human after given the opportunity to deviate from it (despite likely still being inebriated when he vamped himself — very much an impulsive decision since he had, what, an hour or two to think that through? drunk?). If everyone's underneath him, yes, after the fact the choice seems extremely fitting. Maybe he'll cultivate a vast swathe of worshippers and disciples that obey his every command. Maybe he'll rule the world. And then, maybe, he will start to feel genuinely content for the first time in his life. But probably not. That's the drawback of having something fundamentally missing from within you.
4) He lacks a certain type of introspective awareness that 100 years alone in a box might enable him to develop... he's very animalistic to me and possesses a precarious/immature/nonexistent grasp on his emotions just given the fact that he exhibits enraged outbursts from perceived ego wounds (in both childhood and adulthood) + struggles with alcoholism due to an incapacity to self-soothe any sort of negative emotion that makes it past the self-aggrandizing filter he can't help but see life through; he really isn't in conscious control of anything happening inside of him despite needing control over everything and everyone so he can get exactly what he wants, and deserves, always. PB paints a very dim and pathetic view of his character by allowing us to see when he's most "vulnerable", which is the thing he likely hates being the most, so getting to see scenes where he's walking around publicly intoxicated and disparaging himself for acting like his father (implied: again), who he hates, and attacking men with a wine bottle for evoking the concept of his mother, who he also kind of hates but lacks the cognizant cogency to dissolve whatever cognitive dissonance is causing this mental incongruence, rules. he rules
tl;dr SDC dio is "iconic" but I feel like he misses a lot of the charm he had in part one, removed from the context of the society that had such rigid social boundaries and rules of decorum, in addition to his maladaptive approach to interpersonal relationships, his substance abuse issues, his humbling foil... he's too "cool" for me. In the end SDC dio is simply not my Dio... he is someone else's Dio. And that's okay.
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starry-blue-echoes · 1 year
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vampire jotaro but he sleeps upside down like a bat
vampire jotaro in italy au combo with vampire giorno where the gang catches jotaro sleeping upside down, hanging from the ceiling. but only one person at a time ever sees him doing this, so no one talks about it and they all think they’re going crazy until narancia mentions it out of the blue
JDFBFVSBRFDRBDG Y E S -
What if Jotaro just has all sorts of weird habits that he’s picked up from being a vampire. Just a bunch of random little things he’s never thought twice about that he slowly began to do as the years passed and he gradually became more and more comfortable with being a vampire
And to add more to it, what if Giorno, who’s never met another vampire before, starts mimicking his behavior because he thinks that's Just A Thing Vampires Do. He looks to Jotaro for instruction, only Jotaro doesn’t fully realize it
He knows they’re different of course. Jotaro is much more light sensitive and ridiculously stronger and faster, but Giorno tries learning as much he can and in the process both end up scaring the hell out of the rest of the gang
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dracupie · 4 days
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a-998h · 8 days
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How would the Stardust Crusaders react to a vampire reader with a Cockney accent who wants revenge against Dio for turning them into a vampire? At the the fight with Dio, reader immediately cusses him out in full Cockney and nobody, except Dio, could understand a single thing they're saying lol
Joseph: Are you an agent of Dio?
Reader: Neva in me loife would I eva work for that bloody wankah! Look wot that bloke did to me!
I'm american and have never heard a cockney accent in my life.... I tried writing it as best as I could
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Jotaro Kujo
Oh fuck
The first time you meet... he tries to murder you
After you explain you're harmless sort of
He has no trust in you because... vampire, but your accent makes things off too
He isn't around a lot of British people back home, and decades in America has evened out Joseph's accent... and the only person Joseph knew with a cockney accent was Speedwagon, who's dead
That, combined with the rhyming slang that is used by those with a cockney accent...
Jotaro: So, are you with us or against us?
Reader: I'm with yew koid
Jotaro: The hell are you saying?
He tries his best but he still doesn't understand you
Weary of you because of your vampiric nature
Keeps an eye on you so you don't attack them
Tries to figure out your slang
Jotaro: Why did you work for Dio?
Reader: Oi didn't willingly work for vat Hampton wick!
Joatro *confused*
Reader: Wot, yew don't understand me?
Bonds with you over other things
Starts to like you after you try to protect him
He now understands fully that you want to drown Dio in holy water
Starts picking up on your slang... and he hates it
When you curse Dio in full cockney... he silently cheers for you
Smirks and says he's proud of you for cursing out Dio
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Oldesph
Joseph: Are you an agent of Dio?
Reader: Neva in me loife would I eva work for that bloody wankah! Look wot that bloke did to me!
Yeah, after that his Britishness returns
He starts to pick up on your slang, and it bonds you two
Is basically a sort of translator between you and the group
Sometimes, even he can't understand you through your accent
When his accent starts to show, he jokes that it's your fault
You two bond over your hate of Dio and being British
Asks you about his grandfather if you were turned during Phantom Blood
He tells you about Speedwagon, cause that is the only person he knows with a cockney accent
Joseph: You have a Stand?
Reader: you can't Adam and Eve it?
Joseph: Don't get brassed off at me!
Tries to explain American things to you and it's fun to watch
He is not happy about being a translator when he sometimes can't understand you
When you all get to Dio and you go full Cockney... he gives a 👍
Laughs and cheers you on as you curse out Dio with all the British slang and cockney rhyming slang you know
Pats you of the back when you're done
Hopes the Speedwagon foundation can cure you of being a vampire
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Jean Pierre Polnareff
He might have heard some cockney tourists when in France
Knows you from when he worked with Dio, so can vouch you're harmless... to the Crusaders
Polnareff: Oh Reader, it's good to see you're free mon ami!
Reader: Polnareff! Oi haven’t seen you for donkey’s!
Polnareff: I still can't fully understand you, but I've missed you
He works with Joseph as a translator for you to the others
He has taught you some French slang and you've taught him cockney slang
Likes your accent
Will defend you if people mock you due to your accent
Has written translations for the others
Hopes to get you cured of being a vampire
Teaches you french... which confuses more people
Polnareff: Do you like kabobs?
Reader: Yew bloody eejoit!
Polnareff: *confused* I'm not an idiot, I just asked if you wanted food!
Helps you talk with the locals in towns
😁👍 <- face he makes when you curse out Dio
Know your anger transcends any language
So happy you vented before helping in Dio murdering
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Noriaki Kakyoian
Also knows you from when he was a Dio servant
He never could grasp your accent or slang
Tries his best to understand you
He asks Polnareff to explain to what the hell you're saying
Reader: Kakyoian, let me give yew a lump of ice.
Kakyoian: We don't have any ice
Reader: I don't mean actual ice.
Wishes to have a book of your slang
He starts to pick up on slang you use
Also let's the others know you are harmless... kind of
Thinks rhyming slang is cool
Starts to pick up on your slang, just uses things wrong sometime
Sometimes he uses the slang which leads to funny situations
Kakyoian: Want an oily rag Polnareff?
Polnareff: An oily rag?
Reader: *laughing like a maniac*
You have to explain what so slang means
When you all face Dio... he just stares in shock as you go fully cockney swearing
At some point he starts laughing at the sight
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Muhammad Avdol
The most confused out of all of them
Outside of Joseph, he hasn't met a lot of British people
He is the most on edge with you, being a former servant of Dio
Once he warms up to you, he is still confused about what you're saying
Your slang is confusing to him...
Relies on Polnareff and Joseph for translation at some points
Can understand you when you aren't using the rhyming slang
The concept of rhyming slang is cool to him
Might pick up on some slang, but uses it wrong
Avdol: I saw something tumble down the sink.
Reader: *stares in confusion* maoite....
Avdol: I'm asking for a drink.
Reader: Vat.. Vats not wot vat means
You two bond over other things
Is shocked when you curse out Dio
Knows you hated Dio, but damn
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fashion4standusers · 1 year
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necktie by skarcity.art
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micolash-cage · 4 months
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Day 28: SPARKLE
For this prompt, I decided to go with the zestiest vampire in the series, which is none other than Kars!! This picture was based on when he used the red stone of Aja paired with the stone mask to become the ultimate life form.
This piece really put my color theory knowledge to the test 😮‍💨 So it was a tough one, but I'm very pleased with the results 😁
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Edit: I didn't realize how dull the photo was until I compared it to the actual physical drawing 😅 So here's a slightly edited version to make things a bit brighter
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maneyacx · 3 months
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