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darkdevasofdestruction · 1 year ago

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Chapter 3 - Red Dead Redemption

Seconds away from arriving at the Calcutta port, most of the Stardust Crusaders were voicing their reticence and nervousness about the country - The land of curry, the land of rampant diseases, the land of dirtiness - And so on. Thankfully, Avdol, who was well-travelled through all parts of the world, was quick to reassure them their worries were unwarranted, and educated them on the beauties of India and its vast, rich culture.

Unfortunately, as soon as they stepped off the ship, they were perfectly surrounded and engulfed by the ocean of people trying to sell them whatever things they had; They were so cluttered that the foreigners got perfectly assimilated and hardly capable of moving further, and out of the crowd. With a population of over eleven million, it's really no wonder they barely had any space to move.

Joseph stepped in a cow pie, Polnareff was having his bag wrestled, Noriaki's wallet had been stolen, Kisara's curves have been groped and Jotaro was tugged on by children to give them money. "A little help, pretty please?" the lady whined, struggling to grab anyone's hand and be dragged the hell out of the crowd. Thankfully, her brother was able to reach her out with his stand, while he himself clinged on JoJo's arm, and the two Kakyoin brothers were able to escape thanks to the brunet's physical prowess. "We owe you, JoJo." the siblings panted for air, happy to get out of that suffocating pit.

After a lot of effort, the party found their way into the city and picked a pretty fancy restaurant where Avdol introduced them to 'chai', one of India's most popular drinks, a sweet concoction of black tea, sugar, ginger and milk. For Kisara especially, who loved sweet drinks, it was a pleasant beverage. "The only thing I like about this place so far is the chai." she muttered under her breath. "At least we've finally got some peace and quiet." Joseph sighed a little tired. "Please, be patient with India. Once you get used to it, you'll see how wonderful this country is." Avdol confidently vouched for this place. "You know, I kinda like this place. It's pretty cool." Kisara looked at Jotaro with horror at his comment. Was he serious?! "What, Jotaro, you can't be serious!" his Grandpa also was riddled with shock.

Kisara leaned in to her brother to look at the menu and ordered a poultry dish before excusing herself to the bathroom. Weirdly enough, their server followed her to offer her a... Pole? To use? Well, whatever, weird country, weird customs, she thought - Until she saw the pig head sticking up the toilet and oinking aggressively up at her. She wasn't one to get startled all too easily, but this... This made Kisara squeal like a little girl out of all sorts of grossed out emotions, so much that tears threatened to escape her gleaming, traumatised eyes.

The server explained to her that there was a pigstry underneath the bathroom, and when they get hungry, well... They come up to eat more... Human dejections. Kisara outright felt like fainting on the spot, seeing him hit the pig's face with the pole, making such a sleazy, creepy face. "Our manager gets the pig to lick his buttocks and always sings his praises. He gets it so clean."

That's it. She can't take it anymore. Kisara bolted the hell out of there, and once she got to the table, she dragged her chair glued to her brother's and buried herself in his arms, trying to stop her shudders while he petted her hair. "What happened? You look distraught." "I wanna go home. I hate this place." she whined pathetically. "Don't order pig and don't go to the bathroom unless you want to be traumatised." "Huh? What do you mean?" Joseph asked, surprised to see the steadfast girl so shaken up. "The pig pen is right under the bathroom. They stick their heads up the toilet." Jotaro saw her brother's face changing also to one of disgust upon realisation at the implication - Not only the pigs were eating their shit and piss, but they could even lick you. How miserable. "EEEEEWWWWWW!" gramps cringed visibly, just thinking of how disgusting that sounded. "... I don't really feel like eating anything anymore." Kakyoin gulped, continuing to comfort his sister.

Thankfully or not, the horrified party had their thoughts disturbed by a commotion created by Polnareff who ran outside, and them after him. He saw the mirror stand of the Hanged Man, the bastard who killed his sister. The scum who shamelessly trampled Sherry's life, soul and dignity. With his sister's murderer finally in reach, Polnareff concluded he will be travelling alone from there on - He was impatient and would be putting himself at a disadvantage, were he to just wait a sitting duck for him to attack.

It didn't matter that he had no clue what he looked like, or that the Stand's actual power was unknown still - That he has two right hands and the notion Frenchie is after him serves as enough motivation for the silver haired man to go on. "Tough talk from a man who's digging his own grave." Avdol was pissed that Polnareff was recklessly throwing himself in danger. "Are you trying to say I can't win?" the French ego was high, though he hadn't even the time to asses the situation he was getting into. "Yes! Can't you see? The enemy attacked to isolate you! I won't let you go alone, Polnareff!" Avdol's comment angered the frenchman who clearly wasn't one to think much before going headstrong into battle. "I never once gave a damn about Dio. I told you in Hong Kong I'd tag along so I could get my revenge. Mr. Joestar and Jotaro already know this. I've been alone from the start! I've always been fighting alone!" Polnareff was a hilarious fool. "You, fool! Did you forget that Dio brainwashed you? Did you forget he's the root of all this?" Avdol got in his face to scold him for his selfishness. "You have no idea how it feels to have your sister murdered!" Polnareff's hostile tone rung through the streets. "I heard the last time you met Dio, you ran like a dog with his tail between his legs! A coward like you would never understand why I need to do this!" "Wh-What did you say?!" Avdol was shaking with a myriad of emotions running through his veins. "Kisara was brave and manipulated Dio into telling her the location of her brother! She traveled the world all alone and defeated me in one shot, only to rescue her brother! Why can a little girl like her do all that, when you, a grown up adult with fighting experience and knowledge ran away the second he smelled danger? Huh?!" Kisara rose a surprised eyebrow. "Because she alone can understand my anguish because she knows the pains of being away from your dear sibling!" "I... Really don't think I did anything all that fantastic." she felt pretty embarrassed being spoken of, in the middle of a fight. "You're offended? Well, don't forget - Right now, I'm a hella lot more pissed off than you!" he pointed his finger in Avdol's face. "You can keep to yourself with your holier than thou attitude, Avdol!" "Why, you...!" Avdol's attempt at punching the frenchie was hindered by Joseph catching his wrist and pulling him away. "Just leave him be. Nothing can stop him now." Mr. Joestar's voice was calm, to help his friend cool down a little. "I've lost all respect for him, that's all." he sighed, keeping his eyes closed to gather himself. "My impression of him was completely wrong." he hung his head down. "I did indeed run in fear from him, but I'm certain that foresight will let us win. Rushing in without thinking, will get us killed!" "Then, I'll say this with certainty, too - Your little divination will be wrong; Just like how you predicted Kisara to betray you based on a stupid card." he flicked away Avdol's necklace disrespectfully, before leaving away, getting lost into the crowd.

The party remained silent, retreating to their respective rooms, before returning to the restaurant of the grand hotel for dinner. Everyone was a little surprised that Polnareff actually did leave them so foolishly, but there was little they could do in that regard. The pouring rain stopped by the next day afternoon, and with lunch not even finished, Avdol bolted away, all by himself, worried out of his mind for the lost french lamb. These two were trouble. The remaining Crusaders also ran after him, having to split up to somehow manage to find either of the two problematic men.

Who managed to find who, was still unknown, but by the time Kisara ended up where a crowd was dispersing, she found Avdol in a pool of his own blood. "Damn." she muttered, kneeling by him, and activating her Stand's bright power on her palms, she touched his forehead and chest, keeping her eyes closed and trying to focus on healing him. She wasn't sure how long she was there for, but a shade created by two silhouettes attracted her attention, and she looked up to see the two Joestars looking down at the picture before him. "He's not dead, but he's not good either." "Can you save him?" Jotaro crouched to her side, clenching the bloody scarf of the wounded one. "Yes, I can save him, but I can't heal him to perfection - Not like this." she explained in a soft voice. "You've got a healing Stand?" Joseph's eyes widened, quickly crouching in front of her also. "Sort of." she nodded her head. "His injuries are severe, in the sense of... Risk of possible nerve damage. He was shot in the frontal lobe, right here -- And stabbed very close to his spine, which could render him paralysed and, uh - Lobotomized. His heart and lungs also are at great risk, with the way the knife was twisted." "What's to be done, then?" Joseph asked, seeing the white bright light emanating from the injuries. "We have to bring him to a hospital. Not only would it take me hours upon hours to properly heal him, which we don't have the luxury of... Not the proper hygiene and the medical supplies to keep the wounds aseptic... He also needs a long period of rest, so that he can recover properly." "Alright. We'll get him to the hospital." Mr. Joestar slapped his knees. "Is he safe to pick up and transport?" "I stopped the hemorrhage and managed to block away any imminent problem. I think he's fine to transport." with Kisara giving them her seal of approval, Jotaro helped his grandpa put Avdol on the back of the truck and held onto him while the girl continued keeping him stabilized with her power. "Has anyone seen my brother?"

Thankfully, the hospital was pretty close to their location, and with the right amount of money, Avdol received the greatest emergency treatment he could get in Calcutta, and even a private recovery room for himself. With Avdol's problem solved, they had to search far and wide for Kakyoin - Somehow though, all roads leads to the same common point, and Noriaki and Jean-Pierre were found back in the city, scaring the hell out of this man calling himself Hol Horse, who had The Emperor Stand. Before he could run away, Jotaro stopped him with a grave punch to the face, making him fall flat to the ground.

With the notion that they offered Avdol a burial, instead of hospital care as the truth was, Polnareff got so angry that he wanted to tear Hol Horse apart. Noriaki explained the coward who backstabbed Avdol was J. Geil, but the Emperor's bullet was the supposed cause of death. Frenchie took out his stand. "Your Sentence is Death." he growled, ready to commit murder to avenge his friend; Just before he could though, a woman tackled him to the ground, begging Hol Horse to run away and escape. The pretty woman was desperately in love with the man, confessing her endless adoration for him and vowing to always protect him.

"Talk about desperation." Kisara whistled in surprise, putting her arm around her brother and checking him for any injuries - Thankfully, he was in perfect shape. "I'M ONLY RUNNING AWAY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, BABY! FOREVER AND EVER!" the jerk was already galloping away on a horse. He was long gone out of their sight by the time Polnareff got back on his feet and dragged the woman clinging onto his leg.

Joseph, as always, was a great sense of reason for the party, and the one able to calm them down to collect themselves and their thoughts. As he took out a handkerchief to bandage up the woman's arm scratch, he explained that Avdol was dead and nothing could be done about that; They had to continue their journey ahead and achieve their goals. "A'ight! We continue onward to Egypt!" Polnareff walked in front of them, as if he was a leader. "Listen up! To defeat Dio, we have to fight as one! We can't go off on our own, or we'll play right into the enemy's hands! Got it? Let's move on!" "Stop right there." Kisara lazily stepped in front of him, her hands on her hips like an annoyed mother. "Who made you the leader here, hm?" she smirked playfully, though he seemed a little intimidated; He knew he had been in the wrong, and it was his fault that Avdol died - This was his redemption. "W-Well, you see, I--" "Piss off." she scoffed, bumping him away from the spotlight with her hip. "I'm the only one here who knows how to block Dio's influence and power." "R-Right... I suppose you're not wrong..." he mumbled, stepping back in line next to the others. "That being said..." she turned around abruptly, like she was in the military. "Mr. Joestar, lead the way, if you will." she chuckled lightly. "I am directionally challenged. I wouldn't want to get you guys lost." "Trust me. You don't want her to lead you, guys. We always get lost when hiking." Noriaki chuckled, stepping next to his sister and pulling her in a side-hug. "Yare Yare. What a mess." no matter how irked he might look, Jotaro was very much enjoying the light-heartedness of the group.

For some reason, this woman named Nena followed the group on the bus heading towards Varanasi, yet unlike before, she now seemed devoid of any kind of life or emotion, almost as if she was a marionette being manipulated by a masterful puppeteer. No matter how much Polnareff tried to speak random things to her, or even flirt, she barely responded at all, except for muttering her name.

In a short time, they arrived to the sacred city of Varanasi, a place for holy people, for the young, the old and the sick; Where cows, dogs, monkey and food for human consumption lie alongside excrement and corpses for cremation. For some reason, people were said to remain transfixed to the holiness of this city. "I can't find the appeal of a culture whose religion encouraged and worshipped women who burnt themselves alive to be reborn as worthy of love for their husbands." Kisara shivered a little, thinking of the poor women killed in ritualistic cremation and what not.

Once they stepped on the land, Jotaro noticed his grandpa wasn't looking all that great. The small bug bite he had on his forearm somehow got infected to such an impossible degree, that it looked rather suspicious. Before it could worsen, Joseph agreed to go to the clinic and get it drained and what not; So until Joseph was done with his little problem, the rest were to sightsee around the place. Polnareff went off with Nena, all by themselves, while the three Japanese students looked around the many stalls of the bazaar.

It was really quite boring for them, so they decided to go to a restaurant and drink some soda and talk about little things like school and whatever movies and music they were interested in. "Kisara, do you want me to paint your nails?" "Oh, I'd love that!" Kisara smiled as she took out five nail polish bottles. "JoJo, what colour should I choose?" Jotaro looked at her weirdly and sighed; Whatever, it was just some normalcy added to this bizarre trip. It doesn't mean much anyway. "This one." "You picked my favourite! I call it - Princess Pink. It's the prettiest soft pink, and my favourite colour. It has some glitter too!" she pulled the others back in the bag and handed it to her brother for his artistry to come forth. "JoJo, do you like Sumo?" Nori asked. "Yeah." the boy grunted. "Haven't missed any of Kitanoumi Toshimitsu's matches. Too bad he retired." "Ahh, you have great tastes." Nori grinned. "I think Taiho Koki is also pretty good." "They both became Yokozuna at just 21 years old, didn't they?" Kisara asked, only knowing them because of her brother's interest. "I didn't know you were interested in Sumo." Jotaro noted. "Not as much as other styles, but we both watch whatever combat matches we can find." she shrugged lazily. "I'm a big fan of Master Ueshida-san, the founder of Aikido, but my favourite Aiki practitioner will forever be Master Shioda Gozo." "He did have some impressive performances on TV." Jotaro nodded his head in acknowledgement.

Weirdly enough, nothing eventful happened until evening came - But when they grouped up again, they were most wanted fugitives. Joseph's bug bite turned out to be the malevolent Stand of The Empress which he had to ultimately defeat - Unfortunately for all of them, the Stand caused such a ruckus and even the death of a doctor that the police got involved and they had to run the hell away. At least he solved the problem he created by getting a car and designated Polnareff as the driver, throwing the car key his way - Only for it to get stuck in the Frenchie's hair. Poor man was slumped down and depressed after the woman he had a crush on turned out to be an ugly wretch who tried to kill them... And vomited a whole river on him.

With a new trajectory ahead of them, the crew left the (un)holy city of Varanasi and drove towards Pakistan through the horribly bumpy paths towards the Indo-Pakistani border. In front of them appeared a car that kept dangerously close to them through the narrow road, leaving them in deep dust. They had to quickly pass him, otherwise they would get their visibility destroyed by clouds of grime; Frenchie was living dangerously, and passed the car rather recklessly, even throwing a ton of little rocks at it - Truly, another such incident was the last thing they needed.

Out of nowhere, Polnareff hit the breaks hard, pointing towards the hitchhiker waiting by a traffic sign - It was Anne, grinning mischievously at them. "Yare Yare Daze..." Jotaro sighed, tipping his head in disdain. "Hey! We meet again." she threw a peace sign, taking off her hat and grinning innocently at the party. "How about a ride?" with Kisara sitting in the middle of the two Joestars, she kept Anne on her lap as she continued rambling on about silly things. Well, perhaps it was better with some mood-lightening, considering all they had around lately was death and gloomy things. "I mean, I'm a woman after all. Soon, I'll have to wear a bra and do my nails for the boys. It would be pathetic if I was still wandering the world by then. This is the only chance I'll get!" "Did you just indirectly call me pathetic?" Kisara looked up at the girl, a little pissed. "W-Well... N-No, I-" Anne's eyes widened, realising her mistake. "Kisara and I have always wanted to travel the world, but we didn't really have much time because of our studies." Nori turned back to them with a smile. "It's all a matter of priorities and financial stability." Kisara shrugged. "And someone reliable who won't let you get lost." "How did you even manage to find us? I kept wondering about that for a while." her brother asked, seeing her wry, awkward smile. "Ergh, well... Dio said you were back in Japan, so I went to the airport in Cairo and got a ticket back for Japan. It was only by luck that the plane had a stop in Hong Kong and I went to the restaurant to eat something, and found you there. It was... Really quite a bizarre coincidence, but I'm glad it happened." Kisara scratched the back of her neck with an iffy smile. "We were in Japan, a day prior, that is true." he nodded. "It really was lucky."

The car behind them seemed to be revving up the engine, signaling he was in a hurry, so Polnareff got the window down and gestured him to pass them - Only for the jerk to speed down again and get all the dust in their car. Jotaro was witty enough to ask whether anyone managed to get a look at the driver's face, but the windows were all dusted up. No doubt, by now, most of them were getting the idea that this guy could be an enemy Stand user.

Still, he did roll up the window and gestured for them to pass him, to which Frenchie gladly complied, only to find themselves face to face with a huge truck ready to turn them into crepes. Were it not for Jotaro's Star punch to the truck and Kisara's shield to keep them from harm, their car wouldn't have safely flipped in the air and landed without damaging anyone.

"He's gone!" Joseph tsk'ed in irritation at almost getting killed like that. "Looks like he drove off..." Kisara concluded. "What do you think?" Jotaro asked. "Think that bastard in the car is an enemy Stand user? Or some sick bastard with a bone to pick?" "I vote for Stand user." the girl muttered. "Of course he's one of Dio's lackeys!" the Frenchman exclaimed with reason. "We were almost roadkill, for God's sake." "But he didn't attack with anything that resembled a Stand." Nori pointed out. "We said the same thing about the ape and it turned out the whole ship was the Stand. What if it's the same now, but with the car?" Kisara asked. "Regardless, we have to keep heading to the border." Joseph groaned, seeing the hood of their card being so badly damaged. "If we see that car again, we'll take him out, whoever it is." "What should we do about that truck?" Nori pointed towards the smokey truck they hit, laying on the side of the road. "Star Platinum left it a wreck. It won't be going anywhere." Jotaro tipped hit hat solemnly, looking away from the destruction he committed. "We pretend we never saw it. Now let's get going." Out of nowhere though, Anne started blushing, looking up at JoJo with starry eyes. "S-So cool... And dreamy..." she grinned like a little girl having her first crush, unaware that everyone in the party was looking at her in surprise. "JoJo the heartthrob, huh?" Kisara sniggered playfully at the boy glaring at her; He looked so adorable when he was deathly embarrassed like that. Eventually, they found a small tea-place where travelers can take a rest and drink something refreshing after a long time on the road, and though everyone ordered some sugarcane juice with lemon, they found the mysterious red car by the foot of a tree, but there was no driver in sight. Unfortunately, with no one going out of their way to single themselves out as being the Stand user... The Crusaders started beating up all of the poor, unfortunate souls who were just there to rest. "H-Hey, you guys, that's enough!" both Kakyoin siblings tried in vain to stop the others, until the car engine revved up again, and the bastard slipped past them without as much seeing his face - Again - Flexxing on them and starting the engine so loudly, sprinting away as though he was in the leaderboard at some kind of racing game.

Polnareff urged them swiftly back to their own car and hit the acceleration pedal, rushing after that bastard as if they were in Gran Trak 10 or something, but they ended up losing him, almost as though he dissipated out of thin air; But the road ended with the edge of a high cliff, only passable through a hanging bridge, one person at a time. They were far too close to the edge though - Far, far too close for Kisara's comfort - And her nervousness was wasn't unwarranted. Everyone gasped at the sudden, bruske pounding in the back of the car; The jerk was ramming into them aggressively - But how did he get behind them, when he was much in the front?

Polnareff did his best in keeping their car on the spot, hitting the handle to go backwards, but whatever insane power the enemy's junk of a car had, was overwhelming their own. "There's no use! Get out of the car, fast!" the man quickly took off the seatbelt, only for Noriaki to scold him - With him rushing to get out, there was no one to hold the brakes. "S-Sorry!"

The bastard managed to push them off the infinitely high cliff; The whole car was filled with their shrieks, but it was Kakyoin, calling forth Hierophant Green, that tried to save them. "Stop! Hierophant Green can't support this kind of weight! You'll be torn to shreds!" Joseph cried out in distress. "Mr. Joestar, with all due respect, I am aware of my own abilities." her brother smirked confidently, attaching the wince of their car, to the enemy's own. "Nice one, Kakyoin." JoJo praised. "Since you like sumo, I bet you like deadlocks at the edge of the ring, a'ight?" he matched Nori's own mischievous wickedness, leaning forward as Star grabbed the rope, swinging their car back up, punching the enemy's car so they were back on the ground, landing with a painful thud, while the bastard fell to his doom. "Yeah, I'm a big fan of sumo." Nori chuckled. "You two convinced me." Kisara sighed, a shaken up smile on her face. "This was as insanely cool as the legendary Raiden Tameemon." "I'm glad we could get you to our side, sis." the red head looked back at the two. "But, you see, it's against the rules to punch your opponent." "Not by Ancient Sumo rules!" she giggled lightly.

All of them exited the car and looked down past the edge of the cliff; The car was in shambles, with fire and smoke going up into the skies. With no real Stand attack, they simply concluded that jerk was just some screwed up weirdo. Though they thought him dead, Anne wondered how he managed to get behind them - And the radio of their own car began snarking them.

"Damn. Kisara was right. I think this proves the old jalopy could very well be a Stand." Jotaro gruffed, glaring at the car. Just as the radio announced the Stand's name was Wheel of Fortune, something akin to an earthquake was freaked them out. "Everyone, get in the car, quick!" Joseph's order was immediately cut off by his grandson's. "No! Don't get anywhere near that car!" and just as the schoolboy expected, from underneath their car, the enemy's car, as screwed up as it was, burrowed up through the ground, morphing into a most threatening and dangerous war machine with razor-sharp metal spikes. "You've GOT to be kidding me." Kisara was staring in horror at the atrocity in front of her. "It's going to attack!" the damn car was rushing straight at them, ready to actually turn them into pathetic roadkill.

Jotaro smirked, stepping in front of everyone, ready to punch the car away again. "Want to see who's stronger?" "DON'T, JOTARO! DON'T FIGHT IT YET! NOT UNTIL WE KNOW WHAT THAT STAND'S POWER IS!" gramps yelled at him, afraid for his life, yet all were petrified to see Kisara leaping protectively in front of the brunet, one arm behind her back, while the other was extended forwards, the palm up as if to forbid him from passing through. "You shall not pass!" just like Gandalf from Lord of the Rings spoketh, a bright wall of light appeared in front of them, shielding the part from whatever it was that the car tried to throw at them, and also, making the enemy bump into it so hard that it was driven backward. "You don't get to harm my friends while I'm around." "S-So cool!" Joseph was envious of her swag. "What's it shooting at us?" Jotaro asked, getting closer and examining the stains left on the pristine shield. "No clue." she shrugged her shoulders. "But these things are like bullets, and just as deadly." "Let's get away from here." Jotaro picked Kisara's wrist and tugged lightly, urging her to follow the party through the canyon. Even through the tightest places, the car morphed again to excavate the rocks and get to them.

As they kept running away even further, though with no end destination in their sight, Anne fell down and didn't seem to bother getting up; Instead, she started crying like a little brat for her hero-crush to rescue her. "I'm a runaway! I'm a good-for-nothing kid! No one loves me! I'm always alone! I'm gonna die!" "What a brat." Kisara scoffed, sitting on the edge of the cliff. "Yare Yare." JoJo grabbed her with ease, pulling her up. "If you have time to say all that crap, you can run away, little brat." he scolded her... Only for her to start squeaking in delight. "Ahhh, I love you so much, Jotaro!" everyone sighed in defeat. "Hurry up already." Kisara urged them, helping each of the Crusaders up. "I'm gonna steal your man, sis!" as Jotaro let go of the child, she started bouncing up and down with intense, sparkling glee. Kisara and Jotaro could only look at each other weirdly and with deep confusion. Kids really were confusing as hell.

The nasty car morphed its wheels to have more spikes and climb up in front of them. The brunet waved them to stand behind him. "Kisara, take care of them." he instructed. "Guess there's no choice but to fight." "I can't protect two parties at the same time." she warned him carefully. "That's fine. I can handle it." he reassured her. "Once he climbs up here, his undercarriage'll be exposed. We'll see how strong it is then." "I see. Its underside might be vulnerable to attack!" Noriaki noted, though a little on edge.

Before Jotaro could attack though, he got gunned down by what they were told were gasoline bullets. He was now doused in a tone of highly flammable fuel, and on the ground. "Now all you need is a little jolt!" "JOJO!" completely disregarding his prior instruction, Kisara leapt forward and threw her arms around the boy's head, protectively pulling him into her embrace-shield, a second before that sucker made a spark out of uniting together a few wires and putting them aflame. "KISARA!" they could hear her brother's freaked out shout. "JOTARO!" Joseph, also, was being held back by the others. "JOJO, NO!" Anne was screeching, distraught at seeing her crush growl in pain, aflame and dying before her very eyes like roasted game.

All that people could see, amidst the flames and the denigrating cackling of the enemy, was the cremated silhouette of the two teenagers lost at war; Or so they thought. "That's it! Part three ends here!" "Oh? Then who'll be taking the place of the one and only Kujo Jotaro?" Jotaro's punch broke through the ground, pulling himself and Kisara up. "No - You couldn't possibly think that would be you, aye?" Kisara taunted the enemy. "A little parting wisdom - What you said earlier about paths..." the young man got them both from underneath the ground, glaring at the Stand user harshly. "Was wrong. You see, in life, you have to forge your own path." his confident mocking made Kisara smile. "Let Kujo Jotaro show you how it's done. All you need is a little push." "Don't worry - There's nowhere to run." the girl giggled, watching Star Platinum completely crush the impertinent fuck who dared attack them, so much so that the user was punched away, dragging down through the ground until he hit a rock. "See? Your body made a nice path for yourself - You literally made a road with it." Kisara couldn't help but giggle at his snark. "Here ends the lesson."

The enemy, quite literally, but a small, fat coward who had incredibly buff arms. Insane. What an odd fellow indeed. What a bluff. Everyone got the opportunity to walk all over him and even laugh at his pitifulness, as the red car turned into a small run-down car. "Oh, God. I can't believe the Stand was disguising such a small car." Joseph looked at the dilapidated car with bewilderness. "Kinda reminds me of a fluffy little sheep that's just been shorn. How pathetic."

As the others wrote a sign with 'I am a monk in the midst of spiritual training. Respect my ascetic practice by not undoing my restraints.' and tied him up with chains upside down to a boulder, Kisara picked Jotaro's burnt coat, examining it. It was charred up beyond repair. So focused on the ruined coat, she didn't realise at first that the light was eclipsed by the shadow of a familiar silhouette, until he spoke up. "Thanks for the aid. Didn't wanna end up as roast pig." Kisara looked up at the boy, and her heart melted at that relaxed, beautiful smile of his. "You'd be the farthest thing from a pig, silly man." she scoffed playfully. "I am sorry I couldn't save your coat though. It is also far too damaged to repair it." "That's fine. I'll just get another." he shrugged. "It was getting pretty hot anyway." She looked away with a faint blush, grinned in amusement. "There's no girl alive that would complain from seeing you like this." "How shameless." he chuckled leisurely. "I... Am also sorry for getting so close to you." she smiled bashfully. "I panicked when I figured you could be turned into a birthday candle." "No harm done. Your Stand is really something else." unexpectedly though, just as he said that, Jotaro felt a gentle hug. He turned his head to the side, only to see two familiar green eyes and the flowing red hair of a smiling princess. "Huh?" he looked between the tender-looking feminine being, and at the horror-struck woman in front of him; They looked so much alike, it was almost terrifying. Now he understood why she mentioned being two sides of the same card. "Marilyn...?" "JoJo." the beautiful Stand floated next to her user, did a princess-like courtesy by pinching her pretty pink dress, and she disappeared. "I wanna kill myself." Kisara's grin was forced and pained. "Did she come out by herself?" JoJo asked, surprised. "She does that sometimes... When she's overwhelmed by emotions." she coughed, looking away. "She, uh... Healed your wounds just now." "Huh. You're right. Thanks." he couldn't miss the flustered pink of her cheeks. "I suppose even Stand ladies can't complain when I take my coat off, huh?" his teasing only made her hide her face in her palms from embarrassment. How adorable. "Fine. She wanted you to see her. And wants to hang out with Star." the girl muttered. "She's a pretty... Sentient Stand. Very much like a human, actually. It's sometimes scary how human she can be." not only did she have emotions, but she could speak a little and she looked so much like her user, that it was almost freaky.

Though, even Jotaro couldn't say much in that regard - Star Platinum looked similar to him in physique also, and his eyes and hair was the same, save for the length of it. Still, Marilyn's body was just like Kisara's, save the fact that it was shining bright white like a silver unicorn, and she was wearing such a lovely princess pink dress, and small heels. The Devil, Upright; The Devil, in Reverse. Was this what Kisara wanted to be? What she wished she could become, but the fear of danger incoming is hindering her from being who she wants to be? Even so, Jotaro had to admit - Whether she was wearing street clothes and attempting a neo-samurai look, or twirling around all cutesy in those dresses, and a sparkly bow in her hair - Kakyoin Kisara was a lovely woman, and her smile made his heart leap a little.

The two didn't speak much for the rest of the journey towards the city; Not only was Jotaro still flattered and impressed by Kisara's care for him, but she, also, hadn't gotten over the embarrassment that her naughty stand caused. With them two sticking together to the nearest seamstress to get his coat done again, the party took Anne to the airport; Though she didn't want to part from them, Joseph was kind enough to explain how important their journey in saving Holly was, so she reluctantly agreed. The poor tailor woman never received such an odd request, a Japanese highschool coat sure was ridiculous for a Pakistani to seam, but with Kisara quickly sketching a reliable version of the coat, she had no problem in recreating the charred up coat. Not only were they done at the tailor's shop pretty fast, leaving with an accurate, 100% wool coat that was a perfect fit, but they managed to see Anne's plane taking off also. Silly little brat.

And thus the Stardust Crusaders' journey continued further into Pakistan, through the thick fog that engulfed the abrupt roads by the cliffs, and ready to search for lodging for the night...

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#the devil's star #jjba x reader #jjba x oc #jjba imagines #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #kujo jotaro #kujo jotaro x oc #kujo jotaro x kakyoin kisara #kujo jotaro x reader #kujo jotaro imagine

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stardstschlar · 10 months ago

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@emeraldxsplash asked: send 🫂 for three useless headcanons I have about our muses

send 🫂 for three useless headcanons

ONE:

Kakyoin and Jotaro understand one another completely. Even if Jotaro can be aloof and hard to read at times, it's the fact that Kakyoin understands him to a degree without meaning to. They're not irritating him, annoying or practically begging him to talk. That mutual silence is sometimes needed and that's where the Joestar appreciates him.

TWO:

If anyone can teach him video games, it's Noriaki. While he still isn't that great, he appreciates the time taken to be shown and learn the ropes around a game or two.

THREE:

Kakyoin truly is the first friend that Jotaro has ever had, not cowing down whenever the Joestar is in grump mode. They treat him as a human being, not as a wall of ice or someone without emotions. Sometimes it's hard for Jotaro to allow himself a moment to break said walls, but for Kakyoin? He knows he can do it at his own pace.

#emeraldxsplash #𝘿𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙊?: answered #/ there are so many more Headcanons I have #/ but these are what came up. asdfasfsdf

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chubtaro · 3 years ago

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cowyoin giving his bbg some milk.

#belly stuff #chub kink #chubby jjba #chubby kakyoin #chubyoin #chubby jotaro #chubtaro #cowtaro #cowyoin #cow kakyoin #cow jotaro

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noriyucky · 6 years ago

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bitch moo

“Got milk bitch? Got Beef?”

#I am addicted to doja cat #moo!#cow kakyoin #jjba #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #jojo #Noriaki Kakyoin #kakyoin #asks

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its-venezianotvenice · 3 years ago

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found this random template so i decided to draw on it

i am 2 cm taller than koichi. i feel short now

and this is the template

#jojo #vanilla ice jojo #noriaki kakyoin #koichi hirose #giorno giovanna #guido mista #trish una #random art goes brrr #cow art tag

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makahimetenshi · 4 years ago

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#cowkyoin#Noriaki Kakyoin#Kujo Jotaro#jotaro x kakyoin#cows#makahimeart#mhtnonnsfw

#cowkyoin #noriaki kakyoin #kakyoin noriaki #kakyoin #kujo jotaro #jotaro #kotakak #cows #makahimeart

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imafangirlofeverything · 5 years ago

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Will this be the new horse jotaro? M O T H J O T A R O?

Might i also mention BULL JOTARO

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#jotakak #jotaro x kakyoin #jotaro kujo #noriyaki kakyoin #horse jotaro #MOTH JOTARO #COW JOTARO #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo part 3 #help me please i think i need bleach #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo meme

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erunapendleton · 5 years ago

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Jotakak shippers are unbelievably horny

#they draw the weirdest shit too #i saw like Jotaro and Kakyoin but they were cows? xenomorphs? and like worms? like what the fuck LMAO #why did i have to see xenomorph kakyoin lay eggs

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notsodaily-smolkakyoin · 6 years ago

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“But....why?”

#M!A Rainbow Noris #Noriaki Kakyoin #[[and thats all I have for that]]#[[smols dont like clowns]]#[[smol white is not there cuz hes hiding]]#[[is it cows now? is it still clowns? wh o knows 8'D;;]]

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tardiiart · 7 years ago

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From the thing I wrote earlier

Although I'm going to rewrite it and add a looot more once I have the time ~~

#Jotaro Kujo #Noriaki Kakyoin #jotakak #jjba #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #Jojo no Kimyou na Bouken #jotakak au #fantasy au #demon king #prince #princess #im not 100% sure #jjbafa #cutietardi #tbh jotaro looks a little like a cow???????#tardiiart

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bovine-providence · 3 years ago

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Master’s Home!

Melone x Reader

Melone had mentioned a kink he wanted to try, and you surprise him with it after his return from a mission.

Yo @whoreiaki-kakyoin, this is that lactation fic we were talking about!

[CWs: lactation, hucow/petplay(ish?? Not sure how to tag), rough sex, Master/pet dynamics, praise kink, breeding kink.]

Melone was coming home tonight from his weeklong mission, and you were anxiously awaiting in the bedroom of your shared apartment. You had a surprise for him tonight, assuming he wasn’t going to be too tired from his travels.

You and he had a loving relationship, in which communication flowed freely. This, of course, included discussions about what both of you were interested in sexually. He had made it known early on that he was a passionate lover, and you were more than willing to keep pace with his libido. Sure, some kinks between the two of you weren’t shared, but you both shared the major ones, which was enough for your relationship.

What surprised you, though, was how long it took for him to admit to one of his fantasies.

“[Y/N],” he started one lazy afternoon that saw you sitting on the couch as he used your thighs as pillows.

“What’s up, Mel?” you responded, gently brushing a strand of his hair out of his eyes. He preened at the contact, before meeting your eyes.

“I wanted to ask you about a kink I’m curious about,” he started casually.

“I’m listening.”

“How do you feel about lactation and hucows?”

You had to pause to think about it. Sure, you enjoyed the breeding kink talk in the bedroom, and maybe this was a natural progression from it. But it still warranted a discussion.

“I’ve never really thought about it seriously,” you admitted. “I’m aware of those kinks, but I’ll admit I’m a little nervous about the lactation one.”

“Why’s that?” the lilac-haired man asked, sitting up to face you.

“I mean, it would involving changing my body, and it would affect how I go about my life. It would be a big change.”

Melone nodded sagely at your response.

“I can understand your concerns. If you don’t want to do that, it’s fine.” He tilted his head at you. “And the hucow one?”

“Would it be similar to petplay?”

“I suppose,” he chuckled. “But I think it would tie in nicely with breeding.” He leaned in mischievously. “Would you want to be my little breeding heifer?”

“As long as I don’t have to moo…”

“Oh we can work with that,” he assured quickly. “I just think you’d be such a good little cow for me.”

For some reason, that brought some delicious thoughts to your mind and heat to rise between your thighs, and the night was spent excitedly exploring the ramifications in bed.

Now, you almost can’t believe what you’re doing. You were sat on the bed, dressed in a cowprint lingerie with a cow horn headband and white stockings. The bra did little to hold your breasts in place. Speaking of which…

You gently squeezed your right breast, feeling the milk leak slightly into the cup.

Even though Melone hadn’t mentioned lactation much since that afternoon, you thought about it from time to time, wondering if you could really do it. Eventually, you figured you could always try it and stop later if you didn’t like it. So, you had done some research and learned about lactation cookies. Ordering some online, you took care to avoid arousing Melone’s suspicion, tucking them away in the freezer until you could find an opportunity to try them. When Melone had told you that he would be on a weeklong mission, you saw your chance.

You perked up when you heard the front door creaking open from down the hall, and your loving boyfriend greeting you.

“I’m in the bedroom,” you called out, and soon his footsteps led to the opening of the bedroom door.

“I’m so glad to- oh,” he stopped mid-sentence. His expression turned from eager to pleased, a lecherous grin painting his lips.

“Who’s this little heifer? Is she here to be bred?” he purred.

“Hey Mel,” you greeted meekly. “I’m glad you’re home, so I wanted to try something new.”

“I can’t wait,” he answered, his suitcase forgotten by the door as he approached slowly, like a predator closing in on his prey. You leaned back slightly as he shifted onto the bed, quickly straddling you.

“You look good in cowprint,” he murmured as he took gentle hold of your jaw, leaning in for a kiss that you eagerly reciprocated. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby,” you whined. He leaned in closer, forcing you onto your back. You grabbed onto his upper arms, stroking along them as he began caressing your skin. As the two of you made out, his caresses began to shift into full-on groping, and he moved to your breasts.

“Ah,” you winced when he pressed too hard. Since you started eating those cookies that week, your breasts had become much more sensitive.

Melone pulled back, light confusion etched on his face, until he looked down and saw the wet spot forming on your bra. His eyes shot up to you immediately.

“Wait, you… did you… are we?” he questioned breathlessly.

“Yeah,” you giggled beneath your lover. “I wanted to at least see what it’s like before I made a final decision.”

“Fuck, baby, you’re the best little heifer a man could have,” he moaned, returning his attention to massaging your breasts.

“The milk only started coming in a few days ago, so I don’t think there’s a lot,” you warned.

“That’s fine,” Melone hurriedly answered. Pulling down at the edge of the bra, he glanced back up. “May I?”

“Please.”

He didn’t need further encouragement, quickly pulling down the bra so the cups were bunched beneath your breasts. Melone watched in awe as he tenderly squeezed your breasts, watching the translucent milk bead up on your nipple. Reverently, he lowered his mouth to your left nipple and suckled.

The feeling of the milk flowing into your boyfriend’s mouth was amazing. It was like pressure had been released, and seeing him get so aroused by the action turned you on further.

“Cara,” he gasped, pulling away from your still-leaking breast briefly, “you taste exquisite.” He was quick to latch back onto your reddened nipple, careful not to let a drop go unsipped.

You found yourself rutting against him, wrapping your legs around his thigh to rub your dripping cunt against him between the layers of your and his clothing. He moaned into your tit at the action, grabbing at your waist as he ground against you, equally desperate.

“Fuck, Mel,” you whined, clinging onto him, one hand wrapped into his hair, pressing him against your chest further.

The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes more, writhing against each other in desperate arousal as he had his fill of the milk from your left breast, then your right. Eventually, he lifted his head up to you.

Melone gazed at you, seemingly drunk on the taste of your milk. Cheeks flushed, his gaze distant, and there was a dribble running down his chin.

He looked like a mess, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Fuck…” he sighed dreamily as he gazed at you.

“Mel, I want more,” you whined at him, rubbing your still-clothed pussy against him. He hissed, feeling your thigh bump against his engorged member.

“Are you really this desperate to be bred, little heifer?” his growled, his dreamy gaze quickly turning hungry.

“Please!” you begged. “Fill me up, Mel.”

“That’s Master to you,” he corrected, leaning down to sharply nip at your neck before crawling away to quickly remove his outfit, shoving it off to some corner of the room before looming over you.

“I’m sorry, Master! Please, please fill me,” you whimpered. He grinned down at you.

“Good girl. Now spread your legs for me.”

You didn’t need to be told twice, quickly opening your legs wide for him. He gazed down at you, still in your headband and the cowprint lingerie, your stockings beginning to show runs from the friction of rubbing your legs against his.

“I think my little heifer deserves to feel good after this lovely surprise,” he murmured, half to himself as he kneeled between your legs. He was quick to pull your panties to the side and was soon pressing two fingers into you.

After the rutting and relief of being suckled, it felt like your prayers had been answered when Melone began to mercilessly thrust his fingers in and out of you, the lewd sounds of your slickness coating his digits filling your bedroom.

You moaned loudly, rolling your hips into the sensation as Melone looked down at your squirming form.

“Feels good, huh?” he smirked. “Such an easy little bitch to please. I just need to press my fingers in and you lose all control, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master,” you whimpered, clutching at the sheets beneath you. Melone wasn’t dominant often, but when he was, you quickly fell in line with his commands.

“Then I want you to come on my hands. Do it, little girl,” he ordered, making sure to abuse the sweet spot inside of you that had your legs twitch and back arch.

With an undignified cry, you came on his hand, your juices coating Melone’s fingers thickly.

You gasped for air as you watched your partner lift his hand to his mouth, closing his eyes in bliss as he sucked on a slick finger. Returning his gaze to you, he placed them on your lips.

“Clean them.”

Eager to obey, you opened your mouth, allowing them entry as you sucked your juices off. You gazed up at the lilac-haired man lovingly, taking your time with the task, your tongue running across the skin until you could no longer taste yourself on them. As he withdrew his fingers, he spoke further.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you, Master, for fingering me and letting me clean your fingers off.” His eyes twinkled affectionately at that, pleased with how specific you were. He had trained you well.

“You’re welcome, baby,” he murmured. He gazed down at your form, using his just-cleaned hand to ensure his cock was ready. Your eyes trailed down to where Melone palmed himself; he may be fairly average in length, but his girth was where he really made you scream. It stretched you in ways that you’ve never felt before, and it pressed into places you didn’t know existed.

Finally he shifted above you, taking hold of your legs and bringing them to your chest, folding you into a mating press. “Now let me make you a mommy.” With that, he smacked the head of his cock against your clit before pressing inside you.

You let out a whiny, prolonged moan as he steadily continued, his keen eyes watching for any discomfort. Even while Domming, he never wanted to seriously hurt you. If you weren’t veritably losing your mind from pleasure, your heart would’ve been melting at the consideration.

Too soon, his hips were pressed against your own.

“Ready, little heifer?” he purred into your ear.

“Yes, Master,” you whimpered, trying (and failing) to roll your hips into his own.

“Good girl.” He began his thrusting, the position forcing his cock deeper into you. Reaching up to try clutching his shoulders, he was quick to grab your hands and press them into the mattress above your head.

“No. I want you to lay back and take it,” he murmured. Fuck, how did his saying that make you feel even hotter?

“Okay, Master,” you whispered softly. He smiled at you before leaning down, pressing a tender kiss belying the rough pace he had begun as he continued thrusting into you.

“Feels pretty good, doesn’t it?” he asked breathlessly.

“It does, Master, it always does,” you replied, attempting to squeeze your legs around him. He groaned at the contact.

“Such a good heifer for me. Can’t… can’t wait to make you a mommy. You’ll be such a good mother,” he muttered. “And you’ll look so… fucking… beautiful pregnant. I can’t wait for that…”

“I can’t wait either,” you sobbed, tears beginning to run down your cheeks at the thought. “I wanna… I wanna make you a daddy… make you proud…”

“Oh baby,” Melone sighed, leaning down to shower your face and neck in kisses, “you make me proud everyday. Just keep being you.”

“Melone,” your voice cracked, and you found yourself shoving his hands away to wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into his neck.

“You’re a good girl for Master, alright?” you heard him chuckle above you, his thrusts picking up.

You could feel another orgasm beginning to form, your core tightening. And by the sounds of it, Melone was close as well.

“Master, can I… can I cum? Please?” you begged.

“But you’ve already cum, cara,” Melone teased into your ear.

“But I wanna cum again,” you whined needily.

“You can cum again, IF,” he decided, “you beg just a little more.”

“Please, Master! I wanna cum! I wanna show you how good you make me feel,” you needled, your voice turning high-pitched from the satisfaction you were feeling. “I wanna show you how-ah! How you make me feel!”

“Oh baby,”Melone moaned, “when you beg like that, how can I say no?”

You soon felt his fingers rub against your clit urgently, shooting you over the edge into bliss.

As you felt the waves of pleasure flowing through you, you felt Melone press himself against you, and a warmth filling you. You gazed up at him, meeting his own eyes dazed in bliss. He leaned down to press a kiss upon your lips.

“How was that?” he inquired breathlessly.

“It was great,” you murmured shyly. He smiled down at you.

“Good,” he whispered sweetly, sharing another kiss before he pulled away, taking care to gently place your legs back down.

“Stay there, I’ll start up a bath,” he threw over his shoulder as he got up and headed for the attached bathroom.

You snuggled further into the sheets, gasping for air after the roughness of your reunion with Melone. Lifting your hand to rub the sleep out of your eyes, you felt the headband had fallen askew. Smiling to yourself, you pulled it off.

A moment later Melone walked back over to you.

“Let’s get you out of this, amore,” he murmured as he gently began to tug your now-dirtied lingerie off of your exhausted body. As you leaned up to help him with removing the bra, he gazed down at you dreamily.

“This was a wonderful surprise to come home to,” he noted. “Thank you.”

“I enjoyed it more than I thought I would,” you admitted bashfully. He leaned down to pick you up, carrying your nude form princess-style to the waiting bath. Eyeing the bubble bath as he strolled in, you turned up to face him.

“Could you join me? I imagine you’re tired after traveling and… this,” you blushed. He smiled down at you.

“Of course,” he answered, pressing a kiss to your forehead before placing you down and helping you into the tub. As you got settled, he moved to join you, sinking into the hot water behind you.

“I’m glad I’m home,” he sighed, nuzzling into your hair as he wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m glad to have you back, Mel,” you purred back.

#moo 🐮#this is a whole mess 😹#melone and reader are having a grand old time #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo part five #la squadra #melone #melone x reader #not.sfw

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soupbabe · 4 years ago

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Heard you wanted to be spammed with requests-

So uh- Idk if you do platonic headcanons but- maybe platonic Stardust crusaders with a pillar crusader? Doesn't matter what,,, gender the bby pillar person is,,, just,,, sweet pillar babe who's tall af- and totally acts like a doofus at times---

You dont have to do this tho uvu

Stardust Crusaders + Pillarman! Reader HCs

It says Pillar*man* in title, but reader will be gender neutral, I think that's just the species (?) name! Also I like doing platonic requests so I don't mind doing this at all ! <3

Joseph Joestar

He met you around the time he met Santana

You were stuck in the same Pillar as the youngest pillarman, also playing the role of a guard dog before you were turned into stone

The main difference between you and your (uh forced adopted?) brother is that your face broke out in a huge smile and giggles filled the room when he booped your nose and told you to be happy

You were loyal to Kars, but throughout the time in Battle Tendency that decreased due to the realization that he never cared about you and did abandon you without thought

Joseph was there to comfort you through it and you helped in defeating Kars in return

After BT, you were sent to be studied at the Speedwagon Foundation and years later they were able to replicate the red stone of Aja for you

Ultimate Y/N ! Ultimate Y/N !

Sunburn no more

You became a nature deity, similar to Kars

First thing you did when the study was done was prank Joseph into thinking that the Ultimate Lifeform came back

Although it didn't work all too well, your forced down smile and stifled giggles definitely wasn't a sign of Kars, despite the mighty wings you sprouted

You lived with Suzi Q and Joseph for the majority of your new life and you adored being apart of their lives

Also they did make you babysit Holly numerous times even though you had no idea what a human baby looked like until now

Should've learned their lesson when one time you were caught making a rough sketch of what would have been a traditional pillarman tattoo on a 10 year old Holly, claiming that it's needed for her to grow up big and strong like you

Although you weren't a stand user, you had experience fighting ancient supernatural beings stronger than some stand users and you were a deity among men. Joseph didn't wait to take you with him when he found out that Dio was making a return

When Holly got sick and it was clear the crusaders had to go to Egypt, you didn't hesitate to sign up. It was a rare time that you were serious and your loyalty to your aged best friend shined through. You loved his family and you saw Holly grow up, of course you'd be there for him

Throughout SDC, you mostly just laughed at him (mostly during the fight with Mariah) and cracked jokes with him to ease tense situations

Also that bit at the end of the show where he pretended that Dio possessed his body?? He got that from you and you both laughed while Jotaro gave you both a glare

Iggy

Oh my god you barked back.

Y'all gossip with each other in dog, you're a nature deity, of course you can understand him perfectly

Added bonus of your powers is that he naturally relaxes with you

Sleepy gremlin

Jotaro Kujo

It took him a while to warm up to you

You were raised by Kars and Esidisi, dealing people who come off as cold and have occasional outbursts of anger come natural to you

He first doesn't think of you as anything when he first saw you

It wasn't until you sized him up, easily towering over the 6'5" teen, his eyes widened in astonishment a little

He has no problems with you, you're respectful to his mother and you respect his privacy for the most part

You're real bonding moment was when you made a lame, but fairfly obscure, fish pun when beating up the stand user of Dark Blue Moon

You both talked about marine life, he was genuinely interested in your experiences with ancient marine species and types of life before evolution made them what they were today

Although he doesn't like the happy go lucky types of people (they remind him of his annoying fangirls) you'll be the exception

A moment you both really became friends was in the Steely Dan fight

You shot your hand up in excitement, offering to aid in beating the hell out of the cocky bastard that mistreated Jotaro and Joseph

It was a good moment for you both to have light hearted banter and you ended the fight with a smile and a high five

Although persuading Joot to do the high five went more like: "Jotaro please" "No." "Pleassseeeeeee" "*sigh* Leave me alone after this."

I thank that you can't see stands. I can only imagine the endless lighthearted fights you and Star Platinum would have, you both giving each other proud smiles of how strong your friend has become

Noriaki Kakyoin

You gave a welcoming and cheerful aura when he woke up at the Kujo household

Out of all Crusaders, I do like to think that you would think of Kakyoin as more of a little brother

Probably because you miss Santana a bit tbh, red hair and a more reserved personality?? Easy for that to happen

Although you do make sure to keep that distinction between the two separate beings, gotta be healthy bby

You were one to always encourage him to get more out of his shell and be the friend he deserved

He would encourage you to speak about Pillarman society/culture when you both roomed together

One time you pranked him by giving him a handful cherries and giving him a tiny jumpscare when the cherries actually did turn back into your hand

Sometimes you both make fun of Polnareff together </3

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

,,,,big tall gentle giant? Oh my god he would've melted for you at first

He flirted with you first thing after the fight with Avdol, only to be immediately shut down with your laughter

It's not the first time someone hit on you, but his attempt was so cheesy and bad that it was funny

Don't worry he didn't keep on flirting with you though, it was clear that you weren't interested

That and you told him that you were over 1000 years old

You both were outgoing so it wasn't a big surprise that you two got along so well

He actually enjoys your tales of past fights and how it was like not being able to be in the sun for the longest time

That and he asked for hair care tips, your hair is very beautiful to him and to keep it as such even when you were turned to stone? Impressive

You both are dumbasses together, but you're the one to save his ass all the time

Especially during the first fight with Hol Horse, guns can't kill you and even then your skin can create a harsh shell to soften the blow

You just laughed it off, said that it tickled, and encouraged Polnareff to chase after the (now) frightened cowboy

You and Polnareff also have a lot in common too and you both are able to be for each other when it comes to Polnareff's grief over his sister and you technically being the only pillarman alive

Omg Y/N I can't believe you have yourself an emotional support himbo I'm jealous

You're also a wingman/wingwoman for him, years and years of experience (and using Joseph in his younger years as a "what not to do" reference) led you to being the perfect helper in getting whoever Polnareff wants

Muhammad Avdol

He's read about the Pillarmen, but he never thought that they were actually real

So when he met you he was flabbergasted

You and Avdol's friendship is like him unintentionally parenting a 7 foot 5 year old on one of those kid leashes

He knows that almost nothing can cause you great harm, but he still worries

Because of that his favorite form of hanging out with you involves chatting over tea or showing you foods you might not be aware of

In all honesty, it's greatly appreciated since your diet switched from vampires and humans to absorbing like 2-3 raw cows every other week. Your "palate" is not as expansive as you may think

While in India, you were able to buy some Henna and Avdol was very open to you giving him a mock Pillar tattoo

He wore it with pride and was very greatful

Sometimes when he gets homesick you make your arm into a chicken, and although it isn't the real thing, he appreciates it

You also show him ancient Pillar rituals too and it's his favorite thing to listen to

In return, you bother him to show you how to read tarot and tell him about (in your words) "occult business~"

You balance each other out and Avdol cherishes you greatly

When the mission to Egypt was over, he did name a chicken after you btw

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wetmithrun · 4 years ago

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Elaborate more on that Kakyoin Polnareff Jotaro dynamic? Esp Polnareff and Kakyoin. I love seeing a teenager bully an adult man

hi im so sorry this took like 2 business days i kept forgetting i got asks. i have dementia (editing to add . im sorry this kind of became a kakyoin analysis and thats really funny because hes actually my least fave in canon :') )

(another editing to add. this aint even a kakyoin analysis this is a life analysis . of everyone . holy shit. oh my god)

looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonnngg post below ;vv

anyway this is quite literally one of my favorite dynamics in jojo so far (these 3 but namely kakyoin and polnareff). i'm not a kakyoin or a jotaro expert but i like to think i am well versed in polnareffisms.

so as we know kakyoin never really socialized much growing up due to being a little freak weirdo who has a green monster. no hate 2 kakyoin but basically this means, in my opinion, he never developed a "real" personality because he had no one to reflect off of as a child and develop himself. and since we know that video games are one of his hobbies (and hes spent many hours playing that one particular racing game), i feel like he based some aspects of his personality on video game characters so often the shit he will say or do comes off as really uncanny and seems like something No Person In Real Life Would Ever Say Or Do

as a result he doesnt know how to talk to people or what's correct in social situations, ie when to be nice or when sarcasm is appropriate, or when to cry and feel sad etc. dont get me wrong, he understands sarcasm perfectly fine; in fact he got to fine-tune his sarcasm and rebuttal skills thanks to being one of dio's minions and living in that mansion where you have to be sharp as fuck or else the meanies are gonna tear you to shreds and not give a shit. another side effect of being a minion of dio, kakyoin also kind of became mean as hell. thats what happens when ur evil and also surrounded by mean evil people. once again, since he had no influences really growing up, he saw these people and became a social sponge and absorbed the way they talked to each other.

in short what im trying to say is, the little green booger is mean, awkward, Very strange, and still fumbling his way around relationships with other human people.

polnareff, on the VERY opposite end of this spectrum, grew up well socialized and very extraverted. he treats basically everyone like his friend as long as you dont insult him or hurt his feelings (which is amazingly easy to do) and in that case he'll either fight you or cry. it depends. or maybe both!

hes very in touch with his emotions and not afraid to express them; as a result whenever he Does experience a feeling he displays it Loudly and Dramatically. probably also because hes french.

as well as emotionally loud hes vocally loud. hes got a big mouth and a big voice and a big chest for it to resonate and echo around in. this was also very helpful for the environment he grew up in.

i personally headcanon that he grew up on a farm in rural france as sherry's sole guardian. they weren't in the meat business but rather animal products and crops. so think goats, cows, sheep, chickens- except they really didnt have all that much, because they grew up fairly poor. maybe 3 chickens and a rooster and like 2 sows (the pigs were used for truffle hunting if yall were wondering).

anyway this isnt a backstory post (but i can make one if wanted) so ill continue on with the social aspects.

another headcanon of mine is that jean's parents died when he was fairly young, somewhere between 12 and 14. so he had to take on the responsibility of a farm as well as raising sherry pretty early. subsequently, alongside being silly and flamboyant and easygoing, jean is always looking out for his friends and taking liabilities and feels responsible for nearly everything that happens. its why he was so hard on himself when something would go wrong during the trip to cairo; hes so used to being the caretaker, the one whose shoulders everything rests on, that when a disaster happens he gets in his own head about how he could have prevented it and its his fault for not doing so. (he took the deaths really hard.)

relating back to how emotional jean can be, hes also kind of like a Feelings Sonar. basically an empath supreme. he feels and reflects the energy of the people around him tenfold, which really sucks for him because the people hes around dont know how to be anything other than stressed out.

to kind of alleviate this he takes it upon himself to lighten the mood - nothing makes him feel better than making other people happy. so maybe he plays things up a little, acts a tiny more dramatic, gestures a little more, says off-color things at the wrong times. his antics almost never fail to at least get a grin, or even an eyeroll or a groan - hes content with that too.

he has a problem with boundaries though (both physical and emotional) so sometimes he pokes and prods too much, too far, anything to get a reaction; when someone snaps at him (usually nori) hes quick to escalate and take things to the extreme. (yea he experiences a wide range of emotions but no one ever said he could Control them or is even mature enough to try) its not uncommon to find nori and pol arguing with each other about something that started off as a joke, or even physically fighting (it usually doesnt get too bad, mostly shoves or 'roughhousing' but nori almost always wins because of hierophant) but sometimes if hes feeling silly or pathetic he'll hit nori w/ this face

and that usually (USUALLY) de-escalates the situation and they go back to being literal worsties.

also, honestly i think jotaro just doesnt care anymore. he finds pretty much everything annoying, those two especially. he doesnt quite get how or why theyre friends, or if they seem to hate each other so much, why do they still talk to each other.

speaking of jotaro. our very own mr kujo is somewhere in the middle between the two, emotions-wise. he often seems to be neutral to everything (on a good day), maybe even leaning towards annoyed or kinda pissed. something he would rather die before admitting though is that he actually does feel things, and hes not an apathetic monster of teenage hormones with the most serious resting bitch face since dio died.

usually his emotions are quite muted, even when he doesn't express them. physically, he might grunt, or his lips will twitch a millimeter, or he'll huff and sigh, or do that 'tch' thing or go yare yare and cross his arms. sometimes his face betrays him and thats what his trusty hat is for - he can easily pull the brim down over his face to hide any semblance of emotion cause he cant have bitches thinking he feels anything. (small note: polnareff has been forcing him to go hatless so he physically cannot hide his face. hes evil)

inside his head, its about the same. due to his quiet and reserved nature, he didnt talk about feelings or anything growing up and still doesnt now, so often when he feels something he cant figure it out or understand it, so he tends to bury it beneath apathy so he doesnt have to deal with something new - because that scares him. but jotaro cant be afraid, of course not, thats not allowed. if hes afraid, then what does that mean for everyone else?

aside from not being able to express himself properly, his emotions are hidden due in part to fear of vulnerability and being pulled apart, dissected like some kind of creature he took a scalpel to in middle school. (he went home and cried to holly that day.) mocked, ridiculed for being human and feeling things. anger, mostly, just anger. but that's something everyone feels, something men feel, so it's okay to get pissed off at the smallest things. that makes sense to jotaro at least.

as for his relationship with polnareff and kakyoin, they've helped him tremendously in his ordeal with emotions and expression. kakyoin's seemingly unafraid to be weird and bitter and sarcastic and uncanny (or maybe feels ... comfortable?) and jean's feelings, regardless of what they may be are always being aired out, conveyed in such intensity that even a stone wall like jotaro cant help but resonate in some kind of way.

the way polnareff and kakyoin so unabashedly dote on each other, hate each other, poke fun at each other, and encourage jotaro to do the same - well, maybe it has him coming out of his shell a bit. maybe sometimes he'll make a snide comment and catch polnareff off guard and flounder, or maybe sometimes he'll contribute to kakyoin's long, long rants about something he likes, maybe even chime in with more than a few sentences about his own interests.

........... so erm.

needless to say i think this is one of my favorite relationships in jojo ever and theyre all very healthy for each other. three weird kids who complete each other in almost every way and somehow manage to not kill each other in the process (though theyve come close)

so......... SO sorry about. all of that. let me know if you want me to elaborate on anything, dont be afraid to send another ask ;>>

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