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STONE OCEAN ANIME IS CONFIRMED!

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I've had that problem before. A weird thing I do for that though is that I read it with the thoughts of a reader instead of a writer. Again, I know it sounds weird, but it helps sometimes.

That’s a good point anon, but while I want to believe that I can finish a fic just because a reader will enjoy it, I don’t think that’s the case. I think I’ll just restart and then copy and paste in the parts from the original that I liked. Maybe I’ll post a version of the original sometime. 

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That moment when you’re almost with a fic but then you realize you don’t like any of it. Love it. 

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You reblogged that your requests were open 3 times. Are you not getting some sent in? Or is it that you want a few more? Because if it's the former I'll send one in if you'd like. Although the things I request are usually boring and end up ignored anyway.

Well, this is slightly embarrassing. I didn’t realize people were actually paying attention to how many times I was reblogging it. I was doing it mainly for timezones and people not seeing it etc. Feel free to request something, anon, then I’ll decide if I want to ignore it. 

I would like to get more requests obviously. I’ve got a big break ahead of me, so I’ll have time to write. 

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Requests are now open!

Hey guys, long time no talk. 

So I’ve been having an absolutely terrible and busy semester, but it is soon coming to a close! And I will be able to write to my heart’s content! I’m currently about to post one of the giveaway fics either tonight or tomorrow. 

Also if you’ve requested something from me and I still haven’t done it, I’m working on it! I’ve started everything in my inbox and am finishing them one by one. 

But also, for the sake of kicking my ass into gear over this break, I’ve decided to open up the requests! 

Here is a link to my rules, can’t wait to see them all guys!

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Beside You

Happy Halloween, everyone! You’re invited to the Kishibe’s party at the SPW Morioh foundation tonight–hope you have a great evening and enjoy the big news! 💚☺️ Also, this fic was another wonderful collaboration with @dongiovannaswife​!! ty bb, ily!!! 🧡🎃

Finishing his hand wrap, Giorno looks up in time as Rohan comes into the sparring room, fixing his tank top. Looking up, he smiles in a silent greeting. Giorno nods, stepping back and taking his shirt off. He throws it into his bag, clenching his fists to make sure the wrappings are adjusted just as he likes it.

“Ready?” Asks Rohan, making sure his training gloves feel good around his wrists —he’s stepping into the assigned space to train, a smirk as he reaches a fist out to Giorno.

The Don smirks back, stepping into the area too. “Why, of course~” he extends his fist out too, and they share a fist bump.

Jumping into position, Giorno’s smirk grows as Rohan does the same, although the mangaka adds, “I like the details of your owl.”

Giorno noods, “Thank you —took a few sessions to get it done—” he dodges Rohan’s fist, throwing a punch back and getting it blocked right after. He puts distance again, talking as he studies Rohan’s guard, looking for a place to attack and strike effectively.

“But in the end, it was worth it.”

He finally launches another punch, stopping before he gets to hit Rohan’s ribs.

Rohan sighs, jumping back so he doesn’t risk getting another of Giorno’s attacks, adding, “Yeah. I was actually thinking of finishing mine.” He steps closer as he notices Giorno’s frown, throwing a punch that grazes his oponents’ face.

“What do you mean finishing yours? You have one?”

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Okay but like I know Jotaro is my one and true f/o but have y’all ever been whipped over a real person???? It’s fucking wild and I love this man. 

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The Ultimate Vow (A Prosciutto Timeline): Prosciutto X Reader

Here is the really long Prosciutto fic that I’ve been working on amidst finals. Here’s the thing: you’ll see it’s another dramatic telling of a La Squadra childhood, using the name HCs I posted. I just couldn’t get this out of my head but I don’t want to be known as a one-trick pony. 

Anyway, without further ado: Prosciutto X Reader (4.5k words)

CWs: parent/child arguing, smoking, not sfw-ish

“And they all lived happily ever after. The end.”

1980. The young woman closed the book and looked down at the two contrasting faces of the two children before her. One of them, her daughter, was grinning ear to ear in excitement, her cheeks beautifully rosied in wishful thinking. The other, her beloved son, about three years younger and five years old, in disgust at the romantic fluff, his little overbite biting into his lip in thought, a tick he always had. 

“Oh… what I’d do to have a happy ending like that…” 

The little girl hummed pleasantly, standing up from her spot and swaying back and forth as if dancing with her imaginary prince. Her younger brother rolled his eyes and laid back in his bed as his sister waltzed with herself across the bedroom floor. 

“Lucia that’s enough excitement for one night. Come join Andino, that story was supposed to put you to sleep.” 

The little girl pouted. “But I can’t just go to bed now. Not when I’m picturing the perfect romance with my future husband and me!”

A young man came up behind his wife and they together stared down at their children in bed with loving smiles. Still, the little boy wasn’t having any of it, he was too tired. 

“Will you knock it off Lucia?” The little girl ignored him.

“Oh, it’ll be perfect! He’ll be just like daddy and take out all of the bad people in the city. Then my love’ll meet me and the two of us will fall madly in love under our hero names until we’re finally ready to settle down and then, there’s gonna be all these fireworks, he’ll whisper his real name to me and we live happily ever after. Ah! It’s so romantic!” 

The little boy’s interest remained peaked, turning over to his sister at that last part. 

“What do you mean his real name? You’re gonna marry someone and you don’t even know their name?” 

His sister rolled her eyes and shook her head at her silly younger brother, all while their parents look at each other, perplexed how their daughter knew such a mature practice. The father cleared his throat and knelt down to his son. 

“You see well… there’s this common practice that since it’s dangerous to do what I do, I have to stick with my ‘hero’ name during most times of the day. When I was younger, before I met mom, I went by my hero name at all times for safety. It’s a show of love son, to tell someone your real name. It shows that you’re willing to trust someone with your true self, even when others want to use your true self against you. I love your mother, and I trust her. And one day you’ll meet a girl who you’ll trust, and as an ultimate vow, you’ll tell her your real name. And if she’s a ‘hero’ as well, then she’ll tell you her real name. And Lucia will one day have a man say his real name to her. It’s the ultimate show of trust.”

The little boy sat in his bed stunned, infatuated with the idea of one day meeting someone that he could put his true self towards. Staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom after everyone had left, he vowed to himself that he would find this girl one day if it was the last thing he did. 

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Deb!!!!! My apologies for being so late, but I hope you had a wonderful birthday and that Jotaro gave you many kisses!! You are a joy to have here in the JoJo community and I'm so glad you're here! 💖💕💖💕💕💞 Happy Birthday!!!!

Awwww thank you Ari! It’s never too late to wish someone a happy birthday! Thanks for being a great friend to me here, and for your kind words!

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Lennnnaaaaa!!! This is so cute thank you for this! It has been a wonderful birthday and this has only made it better! I love the idea of the whole family getting dressed up, I can only wonder what for though lmao. And that part about making him a better man I can’t it’s so sweet!

Thanks for being a dear friend to me in this community. I appreciate all the interactions we have with each other.

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Happy birthday to the awesome, talented and kind @star-birthmark! I hope you've had a good day with your loved ones, I hope you know how amazing you are. I wrote this as a gift, and I hope it makes up for everything because you deserve great and cute things. 💗

7:10 PM. October 19.

“Deb.” he calls out loud, fixing his son's shirt as the boy stands before him in a chair, their daughter closely waiting for him to do her hair —she had asked for a braid, something he was grateful for, since other hairstyles were a bit too much for him even after all the practice. He could not explain the reason.

Deborah Kujo hums from their bedroom, fixing her earrings before the mirror. Watching one last time over her election of clothes, she turns around finally, coming into the kitchen. The image of Juro smiling at her with wide eyes full of excitement makes her grin —next, the image of her husband frowning slightly as he finishes Tamara's hairstyle has her stopping to watch, a hand against her chest were her heart beats fast —a smile reaching her eyes.

“Dad, mom's readyyyyy!” Juro intends to call for his dad in a whisper, but it comes out loudly. It makes Deb laugh quietly as Jotaro finally looks up along Tamara —the little girl grinning and pointing at her recently made braid.

“Ready?” asks Jotaro, eyes sparkling with adoration —he can't hide his emotions like he used to. She makes him want to tear up, to scream and laugh. Makes him feel better with just a glance. Not like a medicine, not a cure, but the person who made him grow, become a better man.

“Of course.” she says back, grabbing Juro's hand.

As both lead outside, the marine biologist gives her a brief smile. The small box with her gift hidden on his jacket —but his heart already hers.

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Have a very Happy Birthday!! Hope you enjoy the full day with family and friends (and Jotaro 😘)💜💜💜

Thank you so much!!! Lol I love the cooking mama cake, very thoughtful of you!

And Jotaro and I are doing well, we’re gonna start celebrating soon!

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Deeeeeeb, happy birthday!!! May this day be full of happiness and fun 💖💖 (and next week too. Next month too and so on, you deserve that)

Aww thank you so much Tricia! I hope you’re doing well also. You deserve happy and fun days too!

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Experiments (JotaDeb): My Birthday

Hello everyone, I’ve made it somewhat of a running thing so far to write a small birthday present for people (so far only  @softlimefluff mefluff​ and @dongiovannaswife naswife​, but I hope that list grows) in the form of a letter from their F/Os. Now, since it is my birthday TODAY, this 19th of October, I have decided to have the other Kujo family members write ME a letter, so enjoy. 

Also, if you’d like to send your wishes or even write me a little gift, I would not object in the slightest!

Jotaro Kujo stared aimlessly at the computer, sitting at the desk chair and struggling to even beginning moving his fingers. His wife had made it a tradition to write him a love note every birthday of his, he figured it would finally be time to return the gift and write a love note himself. However there was just one key problem. He didn’t quite have the affinity for words that his beloved did. So he decided to enlist some help. 

On Jotaro’s leg sat his daughter Tamara, soundly asleep and nestled into her father’s warmth. When she found out that he would be writing a birthday note, she gushed at the romantic idea and eagerly wanted to help. Jotaro looked down to see the top of her head rest against his stomach, and he smiled softly to himself. Seeing his daughter so peaceful against him, he knew then what to write. 

“Dear Deb, 

We have both grown to live our lives through a series of experiments. Sure I could be referring to our jobs, where we either strive to discover cures of strive to discover the natural world, but I mean we have both lived our lives with a series of social experiments. When we first laid eyes upon each other all those years ago, rushing through our heads were series of observations of each other. For instance, you noticed my immense height, I noticed your shy smile. And within those observant moments came a rush of hypothesis within you. If I say hello, he will say hello back. If I don’t, he won’t either. 

And you right about that one. I wouldn’t have, I was too scared  to say hello. But I’m glad you did. 

So you said hello, and that was the first of many hypotheses to come true. Back and forth we guessed our outcomes, questioned our possibilities against each other, waiting to see which one of us would opt out. But we spend days together, weeks, months, years, and eventually I knew that you were with me for the long run. And I stopped asking questions. I stopped wondering your intentions. I just made my observations about how beautiful you are.  

Deb, we have both grown to live our lives through a series of experiments. When a day goes badly, we change one variable at a time until a day goes well. Our children keep us up at night the same way we used to work late hours at the labs. We travel all over the world, studying our surrounding, making inferences, plotting points. There is no such thing as fact in science, only a series of highly plausible theories. Theories that have stood the test of time with every experiment done on them. I have a theory that we’ll be together for a long time. dear, I hope you’ll continue to experiment on it with me.

Sincerely Yours, Jojo”

Hours later, Deborah Kujo would awaken to the heavy impact of a four year old crashing on her as her son Juro leaped into her bed to wake her up. Opening her tired eyes, she looked up to see her daughter Tamara scoot next to her for a hug, her son in her lap, and her husband standing over them all, a tray of everyone’s breakfast  in hand. Before she could dig in, a letter was handed to her. Within moments a bright smile shown on her face and she lunged over to give her husband a kiss. Tamara looked at the paper all confused.

Pointing her finger, she looked up at Deborah and asked, “What does this word say?” 

“That says experiments dear?” 

“What’s that?” 

“It’s when you test something important.”

Juro shook his head violently at those words. “No no! I hate tests! I hate em!” 

Jotaro and Deborah shared a chuckle, watching as their kids began to dig into their meal. Deb turned to her husband. 

“I didn’t know you were capable of writing some like that.”

Jotaro shrugged. “I have my ways. Maybe you’ve rubbed off on me.” 

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What if I go ahead an ask,,,, for all the questions? 👀👀💞

Wait but Lena that’s illegal- okay, since someone figured they could ask for all of the questions, this actually took time to sit down and write out. Anyway, thanks for requesting all of them. My favorite for a heads up is “bronze”. 

black - how do you and your f/o comfort each other during rough times?

Rough days most of the time have to do with mental health for us, either when his PTSD from Egypt kicks in, or my mental lows become unbearable. When that happens, we hold each other, often in silence, and take comfort in each other’s presence. When we’re at our worst, words are often too painful to say, so we just rest, knowing we love and need each other, and that we’ll thank each other when we feel better. 

dim gray - what do you two wear to formal events? what kinds of formal events do you go to together?

I envision Jotaro wearing a class, black suit, his hair slicked back, and a tight grip around my waist. We like to coordinate, a classic black suit that makes his eyes pop, while I’m in a dress like this one, with minimal but glowy makeup and my hair straightened and pinned back. We both like a more clean cut but sexy and sophisticated look. 

eggshell - how do you show each other that you trust one another?

With secrets. Neither one of us open up easily at all, so if we are each other’s first person to tell anything to, especially when talking about our feelings, that’s how we know we trust each other. 

beau blue - what would the both of you do together on a lazy summer afternoon?

We’ll spend the day together in the park under the shade of a tree, a huge picnic blanket beneath us, a packed lunch in tow. We’d either read or bring work that can be done on paper. No computers in sight, just too adults relaxing together. 

french blue - after you two have gone stable, what kinds of dates do you go on?

Even in the beginning we went on restaurant dates, and that has not changed. When it was just the two of us (no Juro and Tamara), and we’d reached an anniversary, we’d drive into the city and have a good meal at a five star place. one regular dates, we frequent Chez Lorraine (a cafe I love) when staying at the Dutch SPW location, and Tonio’s when staying in Morioh. 

indigo - who says ‘i love you’ first? how does it happen?

I say it first, just because I need that verbal affirmation more than he does. He makes fun of me for it sometimes, but he always says it back, with the same calm and assured smile and a nudge to pull me closer and hold me.

electric violet - what’s something odd, extravagant, or thrilling that you and your f/o like to do sometimes?

We go to the spa together sometimes, especially if it’s after a long mission with SPW. Not that weird but it is funny to see Jotaro with the classic mud mask and cucumbers on the eyes. 

lilac - what’s something that makes you and/or your f/o nostalgic?

For me, it having Dutch pancakes in the morning, it makes me think of visiting my grandfather, or my mom making them for me and friends after sleepovers. Jotaro tells me he’s taken back to grad school everytime we work at the dining room table together, but I think that’s too cheesy.

tea rose - when you and your f/o first get together, how do you act towards each other in terms of affection? is it awkward? does it come naturally?

It was awkward at first. Like I said before, I need verbal affirmation, but Jotaro isn’t always good with expressing these things into words. But it is in these moments where he unpromptely speaks romantically and makes me feel he’s watching my back and that I am always loved and cared for. 

wild watermelon - what’s both of your dream vacations like? do you agree on the location/activities?

I love to visit cities and go to museums and concerts, things to improve myself culturally. Jotaro unsurprisingly, loves more tropical vacations and beaches: he never really leaves work at home. Luckily with working for SPW, we can do both once a year. 

jasper - how fast do you two take your relationship?

We took our relationship pretty quickly. We met in grad school a year right as we were both beginning our theses. We got married until two years later, and didn’t have Juro until two years after that. 

auburn - what’s one unhealthy or lavish food you can both agree is worth indulging in?

We both love to eat Holly’s cooking. She always manages to feed us the least healthy things imaginable (and she even makes sure it’s kosher for me ugh love her) but we love her for it. Also, Grandma Suzie always feeds us this delicious New York tiramisu when we visit her, and that’s amazing as well. 

coffee - do either of you have a garden or any house plants? if so, how good are you at taking care of them?

Neither one of us has a green thumb, so even if we do have houseplants, they don’t last long. We do have a big fish tank though! We’re great at taking care of those guys. 

flame - would you two be more prone to get up early and watch the sunrise or go out and watch the sunset? alternatively, would you stay up until the sunrise and then sleep ‘till one?

We’d be more prone to watch the sunset. When we can, we both love to sleep in. One time, we both instinctively woke up for work at 7am, realizing it was a holiday, and “cuddled” sleepily until 1 pm. 

bronze - do you and your f/o have any kinds of traditions you keep?

We binge watch Columbo every year on his birthday, and DBZ every year on mine. We also have a tradition of switching labs for a day. Our graduate lab assistants and interns love switch day, because it’s always funny to see me freaking out about picking up a crab, just as it’s funny to see Jotaro confused over DNA sequencing. I know nothing about marine life, he knows nothing about molecular biology and that’s okay.

canary yellow - what are the silliest nicknames you and your f/o use for each other?

Jotaro once heard my mom call my “doobbles” over the phone and called me that for a week after. Since I’m sensitive about nicknames and don’t like calling other people awful ones, Jotaro just gets Jojo. 

granny smith apple - if you and your f/o had to move someplace new, where would it be? why?

We did have to move someplace new. We left the US together after grad school to travel, and now switch back and forth between our SPW location in Amsterdam, and our location in Japan. We go where the organization needs us, so even if it isn’t the most stable, we have each other, plus Juro and Tamara love seeing the world with us. 

hunter green - what’s your favorite thing to do outdoors together?

We’ve gone scuba diving together. Just as one might expect being with Jotaro Kujo, I never go under as long as he does, but it’s nice to spend time on the boat nearby, relaxing and keeping him company. 

mountain meadow - on a particularly cold, rainy, or otherwise stay-in-doors kind of day, what activities do you do with your f/o?

Rainy days are when we experiment with cooking, since we can’t just go out for dinner like we might be inclined to. Jotaro is a much better cook than I am, but I have had my moments of not burning the food and actually making something tasty. I’m the better baker also. 

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welp Lena and Ari got me in a JotaDeb kinda mood so I would like to answer these questions thank you very much!

self ship questions - colors

aka “leo can’t find any ask memes he actually likes so he makes one of his own”

~if you’re an adult who self ships romantically with minors you’d better not fucking interact with this post~

black - how do you and your f/o comfort each other during rough times?

dim gray - what do you two wear to formal events? what kinds of formal events do you go to together?

eggshell - how do you show each other that you trust one another?

beau blue - what would the both of you do together on a lazy summer afternoon?

french blue - after you two have gone stable, what kinds of dates do you go on?

indigo - who says ‘i love you’ first? how does it happen?

electric violet - what’s something odd, extravagant, or thrilling that you and your f/o like to do sometimes?

lilac - what’s something that makes you and/or your f/o nostalgic?

tea rose - when you and your f/o first get together, how do you act towards each other in terms of affection? is it awkward? does it come naturally?

wild watermelon - what’s both of your dream vacations like? do you agree on the location/activities?

jasper - how fast do you two take your relationship?

auburn - what’s one unhealthy or lavish food you can both agree is worth indulging in?

coffee - do either of you have a garden or any house plants? if so, how good are you at taking care of them?

flame - would you two be more prone to get up early and watch the sunrise or go out and watch the sunset? alternatively, would you stay up until the sunrise and then sleep 'till one?

bronze - do you and your f/o have any kinds of traditions you keep?

canary yellow - what are the silliest nicknames you and your f/o use for each other?

granny smith apple - if you and your f/o had to move someplace new, where would it be? why?

hunter green - what’s your favorite thing to do outdoors together?

mountain meadow - on a particularly cold, rainy, or otherwise stay-in-doors kind of day, what activities do you do with your f/o?

~gonna say it again just to make sure, if you’re an adult who self ships romantically with minors you’d better not fucking interact with this post~

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Okay so I also meant him being a kid so dw! Also you’ll recall from Rohan at the Louvre that he has a grandmother who runs a large inn in Morioh, so she’s part of the family that took Rohan in. I gave her the name Rikona, and her daughter’s name is Nagisa, just so you know. And this is just how I interpretted it. Hope you enjoy Ari.

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“Hello?” 

“Hello Madam Kishibe. I was just calling in to see how Rohan was doing.”

The old woman, Rikona Kishibe, let out a sigh at Joseph Joestar, the voice at the other end of the line. It had only been a few days since the stand user had initially released the little boy from his painting, much to her and Tomoko Higashikata’s shock and confusion.  

“Well he’s doing fine. He’s definitely having a hard time adjusting to everything. The poor thing doesn’t know a word of Japanese, and none of us know a word of Italian, and the translator can only pick up so much you know?.” She muttered, heading down the hall to see her daughter, Nagisa Kishibe, dressing the little boy after a bath, the old woman’s heart warming as she watched the kid look at himself in the mirror in these strange new clothes. Well, they were strange to him, the long and flowy sleeves and pants of what he was used to, now swapped for a yellow striped t shirt and blue pajama shorts.

But he loved it, he loved how mobile he was now. How he could lay on the floor and not concern himself with getting his clothes dirty. How he felt the soft material of the bedroom carpet on his arms and legs, feeling as they tickle his skin and give him goosebumps. Rohan looked up to see the man and Nagisa staring down at him, one of the people that had taken him in, and the other the only one he could understand. Rohan let out a shy smile as he stood back up, looking at his feet. 

“Grazie mille signora.” He said with a small blush. 

“He says thank you.” Said the translator to Rikona’s daughter who replied humbly. 

“Non c'è problema.” Rohan nodded politely at those words, glad that the woman was glad.

Rikona turned back to the phone where Joseph was still on the phone. “He’s a good kid Joseph. He’s been nothing but sweet to us all, even if he is a little scared.”

Joseph nodded. “Yes... well it is at least good to know that he is doing well.” 

With that, the old man hung up and Rikona went to recline in the living couch. Soon after, her daughter came in with Rohan in tow, and the two of them sat together on the couch. Rohan watched as the old woman’s hands reached for the television remote, his whole body shaking with excited anticipation. 

The television, he thought reminder the translator say, was one of the things that the little boy found the most interesting from this new world. With one push of the button, the black box before him lit up in flashes of corner. Young Rohan flinched back a little, hiding his face in Rikona’s arm, still unused to the TV. But once he realized again that it was no harm to him, he scooted off the couch to sit right in front of the box. Flipping through the channels, Rikona’s stopped at an animated show, thinking that even if he couldn’t understand, that would what a child loves best. 

The three adults watched Rohan’s face light up with excitement at the fast paced action and dynamic music of the animation, leaning forward in his spot so that his elbows rested on his knees and his chin was in his hands and a big smile dawned his face. 

Every once in a while, the boy’s long hair would flutter in front of his eyes and he would clumsily brush them away so he could keep watching, only for them to come back. After several times of this reoccurring little fidget, Rikona stood up and came back with something to help the boy. Watching the old woman kneel down to be eye level with him, he gazed upon the blue headband in her hands. The whole thing was made of a thick piece of fabric, cut to have a chevron shape to it. Rohan looked back at the translator, who gave a curt nod, then Rohan did to. After a few moments, the headband was in his hair and the little boy was free to watch his cartoon without distraction. 

Finally, the Kishibe family went to tuck in the young boy for the night, with Rohan gushing rapidly about the animated show, and the translator speaking just as rapidly to keep up and convey the boy’s excitement. Just as Nagisa reached for the light switch though, the young boy flailed his arms around to grab her attention. 

“What is it?” 

“He says he wants to turn the lights off himself. He likes it.” 

The woman smiled and carried Rohan in her arms and he run his hand over the switch, yelping a bit as the room became cloudly with darkness. With a small giggle, he flicked the light back on, his eyes struggling to adjust to the sudden change, causing him to blink fast and rub his sore retinas with small fists. Finally tucking Rohan back in and turning the lights off, the family left Rohan to sleep for the night. 

It wasn’t until a few minutes later that young Rohan Kishibe arose from bed and rested his head against his windowsill, staring out into the Morioh night street. He wondered how these people managed to get their houses to all look the same, or why woman walking the streets were wearing pants and not dresses. The world had become so strange, the little boy thought to himself. Strange, but not bad. Not bad at all. 

What was the most odd, Rohan Kishibe thought to himself, was that the last thing he recalled before arriving to the present was a pair of eyes. The eyes of kind, brilliant man, someone trustworthy, someone who would protect him. Rohan felt a warm feeling fill his body whenever he looked into the old woman’s eyes. She was someone kind and brilliant and trustworthy, and surely she would protect and care for him too, with her strange clothes and strange words and even stranger television. 

The Kishibe family went to wake Rohan up the next morning, finding the boy asleep at the windowsill, his cheek resting at the window, and thoughts of the cartoon in his head. 

Deb ( @star-birthmark​ ) your comment on this post made me come up with a wild headcanon:

Sadly he and Lisa were separated at birth 😔👊  Da Vinci trapped both her and Rohan in paintings with his stand “Winter” (like the Vivaldi concerto set,,,). When the paintings were stolen in 1911, his painting was bought by Florence dealers but Lisa was returned to the museum 😔 

The painting made its way through exhibitions, and eventually to Morioh’s art museum on loan. With the inadvertent help of Joseph Joestar’s Hermit Purple (when he was visiting the museum with Tomoko), Rohan was able to escape from the frame—only now as a child. The force necessary to escape (one similar to the secret of the spin) spun back time as he leapt from the canvas. The Kishibe family ended up taking Rohan and raising him as their own.

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LENA I TURN AWAY FROM HOMEWORK AND GO TO TUMBLR ONE TIME TONIGHT AND THIS IS WHAT I FIND???

No but really, thank you for the tag. You’re really the only friend that I’ve got on here, simply because I’m too busy with college to really build up friendships with mutuals, but you’re a far exception! I love being part of this self ship world with you and @softlimefluff​ lol maybe the three of us should work on something together??? I act like I have time for this stuff lol. I really want to keep working on our collab though, we should! 

I don’t even really know who to tag to be honest, so I guess I’ll tag you back haha. 

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@golden-narcissus ty for the tag!

Tagging:

@golden-narcissus (YES YOU YOU SWEET ANGEL) we haven't talked a lot besides that first conversation -but I hope you know I am moved by the fact that you like my writing. I hope we get to talk more someday. <3

@amethystsoda you're like,,,, the person who knows me the most here,,,, I trust you and love you so much ;w;

@star-birthmark you're always so creative and smart! I admire how smart you are --you're also super interesting and I wish we get to talk more <3 you've changed my vision of Jotaro too.

@sugartothewound You were one of the first persons I spoke to when I joined the community, you made me feel accepted and confident over my self ship.

@timorpanico you're an amazing, strong and kind person. I admire you for your will and strength and wish you know how good your art is!

@alittlewhitetulip you're always a warm, comforting and positive presence! I love talking with you, you're so smart and kind and I hope you know your value <3

There are lots of persons here who've changed my life and perception, but right now I'm so tired I can't really think straight, but if you're reading this don't feel bad if I didn't mention you, know you're in my heart even if my mind is playing sjaldkak. 💖