#jojo lookin ass

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WALK WALK FASHION BABY

[aaami-art]

Shoutout to web-weaver for being the only spiderman with civilian drip 

[whimsica]

why does Lucci look like that in his leopard man form

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[jjba-smash-or-pass]

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pesci glow up

[feltchicken]

My friend's DnD character! hearing their story made me want to draw them lol

[geggidys]

📷 : Susanne Bøvra Kristiansen - October 6, 2023

[jairotriesart]

//tw suggestive 

after 37 whole days of being on jojotwt it’s safe to say @yokiteryokiter made me insane for T4T bruabba….take some transfem Leone as apology for basically being dead for one whole month 😔💔

[sheepsheeples]

I made some choices with her mud seasons shave down today

[rgbalphameter]

pattern 66

FIGHTING GOLD version under cut, JIBUN NO MICHI WO SHINJITA MONO DAKE GA, ITSUKA KAGAYAKERU INOCHI NO KAGIRI, im so normal,

[madaminuashitani]

Dio Brando (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders) Statue Legend (#23) Di molto bene, 2015

[phoenix-arts7]

Before TotK came out, I had a dream about a playable demo, but you could only walk around a small village and Link was dressed like this

Disco Jojo-lookin' ass

[catb0y-ch0so]

love me some emo boy 2015 oc devianart lookin ass mfer from the jojos

[cat3ch1sm]

I saw you wanting request can I please request kurapica with a female gojo.

(Pretty eyes couple)

Maby the jojo clan let kurapica stay with them and they fell in love I don't know do your magic but I need more kurapica 😭

🕸️~ hi! thanks for your request <33 im gonna be honest you didnt word your request the best so i had trouble deciphering it😭😭 but i eventually just came up with these kinda cracked headcanons where kurapika and you both have these majestic ass colored eyes and nobody knows how to act around y’all lmaoo

°˖ ⊹ ꒰🌱꒱ ♡ fem!reader

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞- 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

- we all know how everyone else feels abt kurapika’s eyes. they’re majestic as shit and the whole phantom troupe went to all the trouble to kill his whole family just for the eyes. so yeah kurapika’s eyes are gorgeous asf. have mfs blushing when he makes eye contact with them

so when kurapika starts walking around with an absolutely beautiful girl on his arm with equally striking and distinctive ice blue eyes it’s overkill 😭

both leorio and killua keep begging you guys to put contacts in or something because holding eye contact with the two of you is physically draining.

leorio in particular always winds up stuttering when he talks to both of you at once

it’s rare photos of you both are taken but when they are, especially w the flash on, they are literally deadly. glowing ass cryptid lookin eyes

y’all get a lot of attention when you’re together. just walking down the street gets you guys so many stares because of how captivating your eyes are

honestly you guys are legitimately distracting

sorry these r so short but i really didn’t know what to write for this one😭

[allthenamesithinkofaretaken]

Wally, Darling ♥

Wally Darling x Architect! F! Reader

HHHHHHHH this puppet has me on a chokehold. Words I never thought I’d ever hear myself say or type. Ever. I blame it on tiktok. I was doing my architectural interiors plate when I got distracted by tiktok and this yellow puppet sesame street jojo reference lookin ass charmed me to death. So now I’m here. And no one was writing domestic fluff for the two so I took it upon myself and wrote this.

They’re married, your honor. Also the MC knows what Wally is capable of and they love him for it.

I thought it would be fun to make an architect character seeing that I am studying to be one, and it would be interesting because an artist and an architect would be a perfect pair in my eyes. Tell me if you wanna see more of these two! I'd be glad to write some more!

For a cheerful place like the Neighborhood, no one would dare think that such a colorful and lively place like such would ever hold horrifying secrets… But, unfortunately, it does. And the neighborhood’s artist is one of them.

And she knows. She’s known about it for a long time. The others, however… they couldn’t see him the way she could, couldn’t look behind those seemingly unblinking eyes and find the truth he had shown her himself. The way his blank stares could look past the colorful world they lived in and stare at those from above. He’s quoted it before. ‘As above, so below’, the word’s were a puzzle on her brain, one she didn’t think she could fully understand the way he did, but he promised her that he’d help her understand, soon.

“Wally, darling?” She walked through the open door of his house, Home, who had easily let her in the moments its eyes saw her walking down the street. She could hear him humming from somewhere inside. Giving Home a single pat on the wall as she entered as some sort of greeting, Home let out a squeak on its door as it closed, the sound resembling that of a satisfied squeak that definitely alarmed the other resident inside.

“Home? Is someone at the door?”

Home replied with a few banging of the doors and a squeak at a nearby window.

“Oh!” The footsteps that followed the sound of realization brought a chuckle to her lips, untying her shoes and placing them in the nearby shoe rack just as Wally appears on the corner, his smile seeming to grow at the sight of her standing from the crouched position, taking the bags of groceries from the side and giving her a quick peck on the cheek. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Clearly,” she laughed, especially with the way his cheeks turned a bright pink with embarrassment. She cups his cheeks, tilting his head up at her and giving him a kiss on the forehead then down the middle of his face, and finally, to his lips, and he could’ve fallen then and there on the floor if she didn’t have her hands to his cheeks to ground him. His eyes staring lovingly into her own that she could’ve sworn they would’ve dilated all the way to make his eyes all black. “Now, what do you want to have for lunch? I bought your favorite.”

That made him perk up, helping her with the rest of the bags of groceries and bringing them to the kitchen as she offered to make him try apple pie, especially since her grandmother called and gave her the recipe she’s been asking for the past few months.

She started the stove, and at the heat, Home opened the windows by the sink, muttering a small thank you to the house as she went and grabbed the familiar shiny red delicious in one of the bags, Wally perking up at the sight and immediately sneaking a bite on one of them.

“Now, I—” She paused at the sight of a bite mark on the one she was holding, the smug look on Wally’s face not going unnoticed before he turned inconspicuously to the drawers, pulling one open and grabbing the cutlery they needed to make lunch. “Wally, darling,”

“Yes (Y/n), darling?” His hands were behind his back, eyes squinted in a tease as his cat-like grin seemed to widen in a challenge. “Did something happen?”

She turned the apple around, showing him the bite mark and his face contorted into a faux shock, a hand to his chest. “Oh no! Did Howdy sell you that? My, you better check your bags next time before buying them.”

“Here, let me eat that one so it doesn’t go to waste,” Wally snatches it out of her hand, but she was quick enough to turn and hover it above her head, lips in a victorious grin until the world seemed to go to static, and her limbs felt numb, the sound of chomping echoing in the sudden silence that stirred the entirety of the neighborhood.

She blinked, meeting eye to eye with a rather satisfied Wally. When she brought her hand down, the apple that had been in her palm was left with nothing but the core.

“I forgot you could do that,” She poked her tongue out at him, and he laughed in the way he normally did, her stomach flipping at the sound, unable to help the laughter that leaves her as well. The way he ate always left her shaking at times, made her skin feel as if static was crawling on every crevice of her body, but at the end of the day, it was him, and she trusted him enough to know he wouldn’t try to hurt her with his abilities. “Now, how about we actually start making lunch?” She waves a plastic spatula at him. “And don’t eat all the apples, I’ll need those for the apple pie later!”

He pokes his tongue out at her, then takes out some of the groceries, Home helping out by opening the fridge just as he was bringing the eggs over and either opening the drawers for him or for (Y/n) whenever one of them needed something from somewhere.

It was the usual dance around the kitchen. If (Y/n) needed something from a drawer, Home was quick to open that said drawer and Wally would grab the item and hand it to her, if the food was done, (Y/n) would scoop a little bit onto a spatula and lightly blow on it, before trying to taste it and then, she would turn to him.

“What do you think? Is it good?”

He’d let his stare on her linger, and then turn to the food on the spatula. She could feel it again, the way the world seemed to turn into a buzz of static, crawling up her arms and legs before she blinked and everything was back to normal, and the food on the spatula was gone.

“It tastes lovely.”

She grinned, satisfied with the answer before finally turning the stove off, placing the plates and other utensils she used on the sink. “That’s great! Poppy is coming over, by the way! She wanted to talk to me about renovating her house.”

“Oh?” He grabs the plate from inside a kitchen cabinet that Home swings open, wondering if he should bring out three sets of plates judging from that information or if he should just ask. “What did she want to change about it?”

“Nothing much, just the porch and the living room, everything else is fine.” As she was placing the food on the table, she perked up. “Oh! You could help me with painting! She said it was fine if you painted the front of the house! I thought it would be a good idea since you paint better between the both of us and she said that she would be thrilled if you gave it some sort of personal touch the way we did with Sally’s!”

He loved seeing the sparkle in her eyes whenever she talked about the things she enjoyed the most, how they would crinkle at the sides with joy and how they would look up as she tried to remember something she had forgotten. He adored his darling, and there were little to no times where he could bring himself to say ‘no’ to her.

So, obviously, he said yes. Anything for her, to spend time with his (Y/n) Darling.