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That one audio because its so funny to me
Genderbending will always be in my heartš Below the cut the uniform is switched to fit the canon girls uniform at their school YES I'VE DONE MY RESEARCH!!!
Also Jotaro's skirt is a bit shorter because it's tucked inšŗ idk I feel like if he was a girl he would do that
I did some prize art for my friends from that art contest I held on my youtube
I was only supposed to do flatcolors for 2nd and 3rd but for some reason i decided to do some shading sooo
1st place - @pixlart04 - asked for art of their oc, Nix
2nd place - @mrmoonlightcreations - asked for art of their persona
3rd place - @pokecrafter - asked for art of Kakyoin from JoJoās Bizarre Adventure holding a donut with cherries on it
I had fun doing all of these! If anyone wants to request art from me, go ahead and use the ask box and Iāll do it for free! (I may post rules on this later)
I donāt really like this but some people told me I should post it, so here
Merry Christmas! I know itās already gone, I forgot to post it on here, Iām sorry ( Ā“ā½ļ½;) Iām actually proud of this one, but I forgot to draw star platinum holding mistletoe ;-; (Kakyoinās earrings are ornaments)
Color wheel šØ
Working on a Kakyoin sketch šš¤²āØ
āØSome random JJBA thingsāØ
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I've got this kakyoin frog sticker idea, but I can't decide his eye color. Like yeah, he has lavender eyes (in the anime), but I'm also a brown eye kakyoin truther. Idk what looks better???
Ok this eats
I NEED A HUMANāS TOUCH, BUT YOU DONāT NEED ME
JUST A THING TO PLAY, AND THEN THROW AWAY
(this is from @missallaniousās western au)
I got a bit lazy with the coloring lmao
It was a blur. First you were walking the bustling streets of Cairo with your mother shopping for food and next thing you know you're knocked out by what seemed to be something you could only describe as a ghost. You had your own ghost of sorts, it said itās name was Quiet Riot, and as your body was dragged into a large castle you wondered if they could be in any way related.
You finally came to a cold dark room, your arms being bound behind your back. Screams of pure agony, distilled by the echoey chamber of the castle, reached your ears. Feeble body desperately fighting against your bonds as Quiet Riot appeared before you and began tying the ropes around your wrists and ankles. Free now and able to walk, you made your way to the door, where you were shakily able to pick the lock that bolted you in, surprising considering your vision being blurred by tears and your mind rushing with thoughts of we're your mother could be, and god forbid if those screams were hers.
The heavy wooden door slowly creaked open to reveal long winding stone hallways. They were dark with the exception of a few candles smattered about, and you wondered why they didn't open the heaven curtains blocking the window, but that wasn't important right now.
Bare feet against cobblestone you rushed in the direction of the noises. After the twists and turns of the castle confused you and sent you in a circle, you finally found yourself in front of a large pair of double doors. The screams had gone quiet a minute or so ago and you weren't even sure if this is where they had been emanating from, but nonetheless you trusted your gut. You were going to find your mother and get out of here. Your small hands pushed against the grain of the oak, and with assistants from Quiet Riot, they were opened with ease.Ā
The sight that lay behind those doors where nothing you could have ever been prepared to see. Your mothers body, limp and gray on the stone floor, blood pooling out of her neck into a crimson puddle beneath her. Then you saw him, his amber eyes making contact with your own froze you in place. And he spokeĀ
āMy my, I am terribly sorry you had to see thatāĀ
Cruelty dripped from his voice, and in an instant he stood in front of you, hand grasping your chin as he smiled at you.
āHow could he have approached me so fast, does he have some kind of special ghost like me?ā
The giant of a manās mouth opened to speak once more but then, like a flash of lighting, something inside you switched on, and the Riotās hands threw the man a few feet from you, even with all your force you could sense he wasn't hurt in the slightest, but all you needed was a moment before you except what was sure to come. Tears were flowing down your face now as you quickly dropped to your knees before your mothers corpse, though you barely had a second to grieve her fate.Ā
āQuite the stand you have thereā
The figure lifted you now by the throat, cutting off the air to your brain, and a small squeak of fear left your mouth, he laughed.Ā
āHow could he? How could he laugh after taking the life of an innocent woman?āĀ
The fear you felt now came not from the idea of your life ending soon, but the absolute monster who stood before you.
You made one last futile attempt with Riot to get away from his grasp, but another yellow ghost simply grabbed the stand, making it impossible to move any part of your body. All you could do was move your eyes to see the body of your mother once more, as her murderer held your life in a single hand. If you had to go out now at least you would be with your mother soon.Ā
āYou would prefer to die here and join your mother in the afterlife then stay and barely hang on to your puny life?āĀ
Shit you haven't realized you had said that last part out loud.
āYou are an interesting childā
He paused to think for a moment
āI was going to kill you here and now, but I'm beginning to change my mindā¦ā He uttered a few more unintelligible words as you blacked out from asphyxiation, the image of his sharp toothed smile burning into the backs of your eyelids.
An unfamiliar comfort enveloped your body, not the usual rough cotton cot you slept on. The plush velvet and silk was alien to you, but you couldn't help but snuggle farther into the bed. Then the creaking of your door opening, well there goes your quiet comfort. An old woman enters the room, you weren't quite sure who she was, but you put on the rather nice the clothes she gave you and followed her down a stone hallway, as she explained that Lord Dio would like to see you, the image of the man in question was a bit foggy but you knew he was an important figure in your life, perhaps a friend or family member? You couldn't put your finger on it.
As you reached a pair of large oak doors you stopped, the old women pushing them open for you. It was your first good look at the room, a library or study of some kind, every surface having a few dripping candles adorning it. Why didn't they just open the curtains if they wanted light? Well that wasn't important right now, because a large golden haired man, Lord Dio,Ā was ushering you over.
Your new shoes patterned against the stone floor as you walked to the armchair he was sitting in, taking a leisurely stance with a book in hand, sipping what you assumed was red wine.Ā
Your e/c eyes made contact with his own amber pair as he gestured for you to make a seat in the rather expensive looking chair across from him.
āGoodmorning, my child, how was your rest?ā
Yes, it clicked. Lord Dio was your father of course, how could you be so silly to forget? You had the privilege of being the child of the most powerful man on earth and you just forgot? How idiotic of you.
āIt was good, I was quite disoriented this morning though, I'm not sure whyā You smiled at him and picked up a tea cup from the small table in front of you. Pouring yourself a cup of earl gray out listened to your father.
āHm, I wonder why, perhaps you've been having night terrors. I assume you're still prepared for stand training today though, yes?ā
āOf course fatherā You sipped your drink, the hot liquid scolding your tongue just a bit, as Lord Dio had a small chuckle at your expense, you laughed with him, it was humorous to an extent, even if your tongue was a bit burned now.Ā
Blowing on your drink to cool it down now, the man in front of you discussed plans for stand training today. At some point a servant walked in with a tray of food, none of which your father touched, but you gladly indulged.
You were excited for your next day of learning, your father always had more knowledge to give. So as you ate your breakfast and read another poetry book suggested by him, you were happy to be blessed with this life, the life of the child of the most powerful man on this Earth.
Thanks a lot for reading :))
Fun fact of the post: When I first heard about jojo i thought dio was an old scrunkly man lolz (-_-)
Polnareff I did for that 6fanarts twitter challenge, but then I forgot and never finished the whole thing
Current favorite: Týr Odinson from the God of War franchise.
Comfort character: Venom from Marvel Comics.
By design: Josuke Higashikata from Jojo's Bizzare Adventure Part 4, Diamond is Unbreakable.
By Plot: Freakshow!Gangle from The Amazing Digital Circus Freakshow au belonging to @hootbon
Guilty Favorite: Sammy Lawrence from the Bendy and the Ink Machine franchise.
All time favorite: Noriaki Kakyoin from Jojo's Bizzare Adventure Part 3, Stardust Crusaders.
Here's a Speedpaint with the song he is singing in this piece: La Ciudad de la Furia from Soda Stereo
Hi, I'm generally new to this blog, but I needed a warmup to start writing an essay for school and this Au inspired me! Hope it's okay I wrote a snippet for Jonathan's first awakening.
(this is me rn ā¬ļø)
Jonathan couldn't feel, not really. He hadn't felt in ages, except for the occasional sharp pain over his birthmark. Not enough to tell he was alive, truly, but definitely enough to say he at least wasn't dead. He didn't know what he'd done to deserve this. Maybe Father was right, maybe he wasn't good enough, wasn't perfect enough to protect even himself, much less Erina, or Speedwagon, or anybody he loves-
And for the first time in ages, Jonathan feels.
It begins with a sharp pain in his temple. Far away enough to be written off as his mind finally beginning to betray him, but also there enough to be cause for questioning. Then it's the pain in his abdomen. His shoulder, his leg, his heart. Someone, somewhere is hurting, and it makes Jonathan feel.
It's been a very long time since Jonathan had felt anything, so it takes him a long moment to recognize the feeling. Sadness? Melancholy? Frustration? Anger?
Fury.
Someone is hurting something of his like Jonathan was once hurt. And he had sworn to not let it happen to anyone else.
And, suddenly, Jonathan felt everything.
Jonathan felt bone cracking under his fists, the confused screams of the assaulters, his own throat and hands burning with the strength of his breaths, his life, his Hamon, and his screams. This thing, this boy, Jonathan learned when he looked back at what exactly he'd been protecting, was his, and he didn't like for things of his to be hurt.
Jonathan knelt next to the boy, and was met with a frightened flinch and scramble back. That was understandable, Jonathan must've been incorporeal at best, and a veritable sight at worst. Then Jonathan looked down at his hands to survey the damage.
Purple fingers. Black gloves. Golden knuckles. No blood. Jonathan didn't recognize the body that must've been his. He looked back at the boy who was staring at him like he had murdered an entire city. Jonathan reached out, trying, desperately, to reassure the boy that it was alright.
"Or-"
And Jonathan was thrown back to the unfeeling.
(Just gonna @ you here too in case Tumblr pulls some bull like its done to me before-)
@starry-blue-echoes
This theory has been rotting my brain as of recently āØsoāØ
AU where Jonathan is Star Platinum
Jonathan has no idea whatās going on.
Heās pretty sure he died but now heās floating and glowing which definitely isnāt normal and also thereās this teenager in black whoās being cornered by four guys who are armed so guess he better deal with that- Oh. Oh, heās a lot stronger than before. Huh.
Oh bother now the boy thinks heās an evil spirit haunting him, which is a tad rude since sure he might be a spirit but heās not evil- Oh, now heās locking himself in a jail cell.
So yeah, Jonathan has A Time in this new day and age
@cesca-untoldstories here is mine and my mutuals selfinsert Ocs and their stands, but mind you my oc's hair was inspired by Kakyoin's and has it in low pigtails. Zodiac is a stand that gives her the ability to use her's or other people zodiac signs for or against them, yet somehow it's not manifesting fast and sometimes she does freak but she has to put on a tough girl act but quickly failing since her stand is not manifesting yet so Kakyoin and Jotaro and the rest of the Crusaders have to take care of her since she encountered Dio without the fleshbud and escaped his mansion.
How my selfinsert oc: Juvi Enoch became a stand user and joined with the Stardust Crusaders. DIO and Cool Ice are haunting her dreams since Enyaba took her from her home while she was asleep. But instead of shooting the arrow she stabbed the arrow on her head giving her a permanent scar. DIO wants to keep her as a pet until his fall so she can take his place and Cool Ice doesn't like that she got MORE attention from DIO than him, so he scares her to the point that it becomes traumatic. She tries to escape and DIO used his Stand but, since her stand was still developing, the time stopping move of THE WORLD didn't effect her because her stand Zodiac is a Time and Space controlling stand. So long story short, Juvi tries to escape through a window when DIO tries to grab her, she crashed through the glass, her stand saves her from death, she was brought to a hospital, and she was taken in by the Stardust Crusaders since she has an encounter with DIO.