#post-reset jojos

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another you (reupload)

[revolver115]

I'm not really into shipping, but there are times where I go "You know? That canon relationship is kind of stupid."

Like, Anasui is the worst choice for Jolyne. They barely have chemistry, and Anasui is a genuinely crazed potential murderer. Anasui isn't not a killer because Pucci isn't there. Anasui just hasn't killed yet.

Or how Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask getting together is fucking weird as shit. I would have genuinely liked it better if TM was, like, Melvin's split personality or something, instead of a fully grown man of his own, destined to hook up with a teenager...for some reason.

[triforce-of-mischief]

beyond "pup and cub": analyzing twilight and wild's relationship

beloved by most, twilight and wild's relationship is one of the pillars of linked universe. the two brothers, closer than anyone else in the chain, who trust and keep each other in check. even before the events of jojo's comic, these two links knew each other from the same quest.

right? in some aspects... wrong.

(one extra note before we start, considering everything that goes through the fandom on a regular basis: this is not a trope-bash. sure, their fanon relationship isn't everyone's cup of tea (it sure isn't mine), but my goal is to share an analysis based strictly on canon, nothing but real observations and the honest truth.)

for the sake of everyone's dashes, this will be under a readmore but it's a really important read for the entire fandom so i implore you to click through.

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it's well-established canon that wolfie was a major part of wild's journey. even though wild never knew that the wolf was a fellow link, he trusted the "blue-eyed beast" with his life.

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on what could be twilight's deathbed, wild tells him, "you've got so much to live for". he then reminisces back to his own quest, and the wolf he knew then. there's something crucial to note there, which the fandom did spot when the comic was released;

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during the events of botw, wolfie was old. really old. grizzled and shaggy, a rusted chain shackled to his paw that was eventually removed. compared to twilight's wolf form we see in lu, we can make the conclusion that wild is telling twilight that he needs to live for his own future.

wild knows twilight before they meet in lu. twilight does not.

by the time i finally post this, there is even more canon evidence besides these panels. justification has been a long time in the making, and i've been drafting this post since february. we'll get to the additional waves of evidence later on, but for now, let's do a major reset analysis of their relationship throughout lu so far.

twilight gives reasonable advice to wild:

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twilight doesn't scold wild for wanting to kill for the sake of it? wild doesn't sneak off and hunt his own game? absolute blasphemy... but it's canon.

mutual praise/bonding:

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after trying twilight's soup recipe, wild doesn't even have any hard feelings.

everybody loves a brotherly hug :)

mutual respect/bonding:

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notice the lack of pushed boundaries, even when the two get on each others' nerves. wild and twilight tease more openly than some of the others, but wild is good at backing off.

instead of rolling his eyes or telling everybody how "stupidly dangerous" it is to nock three arrows at once, twilight simply smiles as he watches wild demonstrate his cool technique.

twilight choosing not to scold wild:

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that's right, folks: twilight respects wild as a person with his own agency. it's not wild's fault that he can only scavenge weak blades, and nobody was thinking rationally during the fight with the iron knuckle.

twilight scolding wild:

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that's not to say that twilight always holds back. yes, he isn't pleased with having to track him down, or taking a dangerous hit to the face, or wild's... interesting way to use his swords. wild stands up for himself, though, and twilight still respects that.

the word you've all been waiting for:

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yes, i know how to admit when i was wrong. the word 'protege' has been used to describe wild's relationship to twilight. but don't get so smug yet- this hasn't been said in canon, and what jojo specifically says is that wild is "unofficially" twilight's protege. it's pretty clear that their relationship isn't defined by the boundaries of mentor-protege, and even if it was, there's no sign of the unhealthy power imbalance that is found so frequently in fandom.

brotherly teasing:

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this style of teasing is commonplace in lu canon. i'd be surprised if i saw this much lighthearted banter from a "mentor twilight" who thinks that wild is a feral infant, or a "protege wild" who is rightfully scared of the short-tempered twilight's every move.

backstory stuff:

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twilight is still trying to figure out how to approach being there for wild. he doesn't know as much as wild thought he does, so he relies on relatability with his own story.

sunset + moving forward

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and so we return to this panel in its entirety, and additional proof of what i wanted to say all the way back in february. i think wild says it all perfectly himself; he's used to twilight guiding him from afar, letting him make his own decisions and mistakes. this may be something that both of them have to (re)learn during this adventure, but wild knows what he needs and how to communicate it.

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i'll leave the analysis here. it's been a long time in the making and quite frankly i've forgotten any additional points i would have made. i'm a member of the patreon so i am tempted to wait yet again... but maybe, those who made it to the end of my post will look at wild and twilight with new eyes themselves.

never stop inventing headcanons, but i think it's important to take a step back and reevaluate what we've accepted as the truth every once in a while.

[floatingcatacombs]

Go Nagai was insane for this one

12 Days of Aniblogging 2023, Day 8

I like to always have manga of dubious quality on tap for when I’m having trouble sleeping. Ideally, reading a few chapters will distract me, but I won’t want to stay up late shotgunning volumes. Devilman Lady was the ideal manga for this, and this is maybe the last time anyone will ever describe Devilman Lady as "ideal".

An extremely brief introduction is in order. If Osamu Tezuka is the godfather of manga, then Go Nagai is manga’s weird horny uncle. He’s arguably just as influential, the two of them just moved in different circles, each reifying entire genres. Nagai is more or less responsible for magical girls, super robot, and ecchi, and also spent a lot of time in the sphere of supernatural and post-apocalyptic manga. These are fundamentally genres of extremity and ridiculousness, and Nagai dials every one of his works up to 11 by the end, one way or another. Devilman is probably his most famous work over here, and it’s a stone-cold classic for a reason. Nagai has kept revisiting it over the years, with side stories, alternate universes, manga cameos, and even entirely new series that function as stealth sequels such as Violence Jack. But his most notable attempt is Devilman Lady, which is far more than a simple gender-swap of the original.

Devilman Lady is about swimming deep in filth. It’s easily the most disgust-provoking manga I’ve read, with pretty much every content warning under the sun applicable. This is a truly rotten and conspiratorial world that Nagai is depicting. Societal decay manifests in countless forms, including rape, child abuse, homophobia, militarism, and hatred towards immigrants. Anything that could be potentially understood as fanservice is placed right next to or directly within the atrocities at hand, and it's genuinely unclear how much Nagai intended that as commentary. His intentions throughout this whole manga are a bit of an enigma, but what's clear that he is firing on all cylinders.

This is an extremely zeitgeisty 90’s work, with intelligent design debates, the mapping of the human genome, new age paranoia, religious zealotry, and anxiety over pollution all playing out on the pages. Where it breaks from many of its contemporaries is a decisive rejection of the end of history. This is the kind of thing you write when you’re still reeling from the subway sarin gas attacks and your country's role in the Gulf War and subsequent militarization. It’s the perfect manga for capturing a time period when ten to twenty percent of Japan’s population were estimated to have belonged to a new religious movement.

The punchline to all of this is that he doesn’t know how to draw women.

By the back half of Devilman Lady, Nagai’s depictions of hellscapes and grotesque monsters reach near-Berserk levels of detail and technical competency. And yet his female protagonists are still drawn in a drastically simpler 70's style, only now with giant spheres grafted to their chests. Either humans and the infernal are two completely different skillsets, or this was a deliberate artistic decision, and both are difficult to swallow. Either way, we just have to accept the juxtapositions.

one of my favorite pages to show people devoid of context

The finale is just nuts. Go Nagai makes textual the homoeroticism and gender deviance of the original Devilman manga, as the world burns in both nuclear warfare and demonic hellfire. The story starts accelerating at an unfathomable pace, the most inscrutable double mobius reacharound yaoiyuri occurs, and the universe resets once or twice. It makes the endings of Jojo Part 6 and 7 look tame by comparison. There is no way to parse this like a normal manga with a plot and narrative. It is raw id.

This has been a year where I’ve tried to deliberately broaden my comfort zone by engaging with more potentially upsetting works if I think they'll have something interesting to say. This was like jumping into the deep end. Devilman Lady may very well be Go Nagai’s magnum opus. It’s not nearly as tight as the original manga, but it’s a glorious mess, just as radical to its own time as Devilman must have been in the 70s. It made for spectacular insomnia reading. And there’s no way in hell I can ever recommend it.

At age 19, Nagai went through a bout of diarrhea so bad that he convinced himself it was colon cancer, and that he was at death's door. He vowed to leave something behind for the world to remember him by, and began laboring away on manga. And for the last 60 years of his career, he’s written and drawn with the fervor of a man who’s about to shit himself to death. Maybe that’s the real secret.

[scared-crow229]

<Part 6 - Spoiler>

Oh wait, I saw a Twitter post where they discussed JoJo what-ifs. One person said Josuke, Joseph and Holly would likely be the first to know that Jotaro and Jolyne are not there anymore due to their Joestar senses during Part 6 reset. Another guy also described the likeliness of Josuke's reaction. This is how I'd imagined the scene to be.

[ejthenobody]

Been thinking about what could possibly happen in a Hi-Fi Rush sequel, and I've got a short list of some things that I think would be cool to see that I want to share:

If there is a classic "reset to zero" moment in the game, I think it'd be cool if it was caused by Chai's arm basically self-destructing and failing due to planned obsolescence and Zanzo's supercharger. The part connected to his heart or whatever with the MP3 player is fine but the arm itself is so screwed up that the gang just can't salvage it, and the reset comes from Chai having to get a new arm without all of Peppermint's upgrades.

I think it'd be cool if the game opened up on or at least had hints to Chai, in between games, taking small but legitimate steps to his dream of being a rockstar. Maybe he's released like a small handful of work-in-progress tracks online or maybe even has one pretty decent single under his belt that did well for an indie musician. There's no way he's gonna become a full-on rockstar in between games that quickly but I think it'd be sweet if he was legitimately trying, on top of working with Vandelay as an ambassador.

The coffee machines at Vandelay STILL only put out decaf. That one robot's legacy will go on forevermore.

Peppermint and Korsica. c:

BATTLE-READY CNMN!

Zanzo making an epic return as he's the only guy who legitimately could've survived his defeat. Sure he got hit once and launched into a bunch of servers that exploded but like everyone else very clearly died while Zanzo could've maybe lived that, despite being a wuss. Maybe we get Punished Zanzo or something and he gets an actual fight on top of his Jojo posing.

Kale's obvious return. I mean, the Kale AI is right there in that basement and they left the plug there. Someone could just go in there and plug him back in and get SPECTRA 2 started. I think it'd be extremely funny though if an AI Kale fight was like a post-game only thing though, the entire main story happens and somehow the SPECTRA backup is just left there to rot the whole time until the gang are like, "Hey, y'know what would be funny?"

Photo Mode, but again, BUT MORE!

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Blood Sugar Sex Magik

Pollen | Dreams | Fairytales | Zanna | and some things more nefarious.

Pollen

A Fight For Love & Glory - Winchesters x you (female)

Summary: You’re struck by sex pollen, so Sam and Dean agree to help you out.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, feelings of guilt, ass play, dirty talk, Wincest adjacent

Words: 2K

Magic Sex & French Fries - Jo Harvelle x Ruby 2.0

Prompt: Great Big Lesbian prompt: SPN, Jo and Ruby II have to have sex to save the world. Or something. Sex pollen? I don’t care. 😘

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, sex pollen, fisting, confuzzled boys

Words: 1K

Bad Girls Underneath -  Ruby 2.0 x Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Ruby and Jojo get hit by a sex curse again; this time, they need Dean’s help.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, magical-dick/male-gaze bullshit, probably too much commentary and emotional complication, why am I like this, I’m sorry, sometimes I can’t help myself, fisting, brief choking

Words: 2,600

Dreamy/dreams

Cactus - Dean Winchester x Meg Masters x Castiel

Summary: Post-battle, exhausted and wanting, Dean and Meg and Cas take care of each other.

Warnings/Tags: 18+ ONLY, dreamlike sex, a little choking, Dean’s always hungry

Words: 3,200

I’ll Keep Them Still - Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle

Summary: Dean remembers promises and pictures in his mind. And he remembers her.

Warnings/tags: mature, songfic, angst, dream/afterlife sequences, purple prose, I’m sorry

Words: 1,100

Moving Furniture - Steve!Cas x Meg Masters 2.0

Summary: She’s been gone for a year – sacrificed herself to save Sam and her unicorn – but Cas still dreams about her.

Warnings/tags: non-explicit dream sex, fluff, shmoop, there’s a dog

Words: 2K

If You Don’t, Dear, Confess - Sam Winchester x Rowena Macleod

Prompt: Sam has dream about being seduced by Rowena in the bunker that gets interrupted/woken by Dean?

Warnings: mature

Words: 620

Fairytales

Hark and Hush - Purgatory Dean x wolf spirit in a female body

Summary: This is the story of how Dean Winchester hunted, became enamored with, and slew the ancient spirit of the Big Bad Wolf.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, stalking, blood, gore, rough sex, character death

Words: 2,200

More Nefarious *dubious consent

His Sword - Michael/Dean x female prostitute

Summary: Michael takes some time to remind Dean who’s in control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, edge play, bondage, knife play, blood play, choking, rough sex, name-calling, character death

Words: 2,300

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

Zanna

Just My Imagination - Dean Winchester x female Zanna

Summary: After Mary leaves the boys a second time, Dean needs a reset, or to blow off some steam – something. He heads out on a snowy evening the night before Christmas and finds just the right thing.

Warnings/tags: mature, Hallmark channel fuckery

Words: 2,800

[redheadsburnhotter]

Night at the Museum - A Leverage Story

Part 8 of The New Tricks series ( further stories in the series available on AO3. See links in pinned post)

Eliot Spencer / OFC

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Jojo and Eliot haven't told the team about their relationship. Just as long as neither of them gives the game away…

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The client was an old contact of Sophie’s and she insisted she was not a criminal, at least not anymore. When they’d worked together, she’d been a forger, specialising in antique Chinese artefacts. Now, she was a curator working at the Boston Museum of East Asian Art. She was distraught.

They had hired her to take charge of a new exhibition of 18th-century sculpture. The museum was being extended, a whole new wing being built. She had been hoping this exhibition could lead to a permanent position there.

That was, until an old associate from her criminal days contacted her, informing her that details of her crimes would go to all the area’s museums unless she helped. They were shipping in drugs and needed to import them without suspicion.

The smugglers proposed to use a Chinese porcelain ball to transport the merchandise. The ball was being loaned to the exhibit by a private collector in Holland. Their plan was to swap the original for a drug-filled replica. After it was delivered to the museum, she would let them into the gallery to collect it. They also intended to keep the original, to sell on in the States.

The worst thing about it was the drug itself. They were smuggling Echo, a new form of Ecstasy from Eastern Europe, linked to multiple deaths.

Nate’s plan was simple. Part one, break in to the museum (with no help from the client so she could be safely establishing an alibi elsewhere), steal the fake with the drugs (codenamed “Drake” by Parker). They would then replace it with “Fake 2”, which the gang would collect as planned. They’d fit Fake 2 with a tracker to allow them to pass on the gang’s whereabouts to Lt. Bonanno.

Part two, break into the gang’s base while they were at the museum to retrieve the real artefact.

Broken down by Nate, the plan sounded simple enough, but there were a couple of complications. The first being that the Eastern Europeans would fit the “Drake” with their own tracker, so they’d have to disable that if they were going to fool the gang. The second, that Hardison could only shut down the security system for 15 minutes, before it would reset. Meaning anyone in the open after that 15 minutes would be a sitting duck for as long as it took him to get back in again.

There was a third issue. Sophie had to stay in the background. The gang would have someone watching the place, and likely someone would recognize her.

This left Jojo in the unaccustomed position of playing the main grift. She’d be posing as a visiting academic in order to swipe the key cards for both the gallery and the back door to the building site. On the day, she would hide until after hours, to emerge when the security system was dead, and let Eliot in. They’d need to replace the Drake with the Fake 2. Sophie would be in the van, directing the play while Nate and Parker stole the original.

Deceptively simple.

To be fair, things had been going well to that point. They had given Jojo a small office for her research, and she had collected the key cards. Everything was in place and they still had 24 hours to go.

She had a day off. The sun was shining. Eliot was sitting on her sofa wearing nothing but a pair of soft and faded sweatpants, strumming on his guitar while she ground coffee. Oh yes, everything was very much all right with the world.

She popped his coffee on the small table next to him and curled up on the other end of the sofa with her mug, drinking in the sight of him. The tan of his shoulders faded into a paler golden shade over his torso. His hair falling in disorder over his face as he picked out a tune, and then, apparently dissatisfied with it, played it again with a slight variation.

“I don’t recognise that. What is it?”

He looked around at her with a shy smile, putting the guitar down carefully over the arm of the sofa. Eliot lifted his arm and Jojo snuggled in to his side.

“You wouldn’t,” he paused “It’s, uh, it’s one of mine”. He watched her face for a reaction. He didn’t normally admit to writing music. Playing the guitar was one thing. As a teenager, it had been a definite plus for attracting girls. What he didn’t usually mention was the hours he’d spent practicing and writing. That sort of behaviour was not cool for a high school football player and now, well, it was his personal release, something private. It helped ground him.

“Really?” He nodded.

“I’d like to hear it.”

Eliot chuckled, “We’ll see, sweetheart, maybe after I finish it.”

“Well, if you’re not going to play for me, we’ll have to think of something else to do.” She turned around, straddling his lap, and leaned in for a kiss, running her hands up his chest. He responded with enthusiasm, leaning forward to run his hands over her hips, sliding his fingers under the hem of her t-shirt. Until his mobile rang.

“Shit, I’d better get that.” He reached over to the coffee table as Jojo’s phone also rang. “It’s Nate”.

Jojo grabbed her phone.

“It’s Sophie." She headed into the bedroom to answer the call, closing the door so that Eliot’s voice wouldn’t be overheard. “What’s up Sophie?”

“They’ve moved up their plans. We need to go this afternoon. We’ll pick you up in an hour.”

As she walked back into the living room, she could hear Eliot telling Nate that he wasn’t home and to pick him up outside her apartment.

With one last wistful look, Jojo headed for the shower. Maybe best make it a cool one.

One hour later, she was leaving the building in her ‘serious academic’ outfit. Eliot had slipped out 10 minutes earlier, prepared to act as if he had just arrived to be picked up. Lucille was sitting outside. Sophie and Hardison were in the front, so she jumped in the back to sit next to Eliot on the floor. Eliot’s eyes ran over her pencil skirt and severe blouse. He gave a grin like a lion who’d spotted a particularly tasty looking gazelle. Jojo did a double take,

“You’re kidding? This outfit?”

Eliot just smiled wider and put out one arm to pull her into his chest.

When they arrived and Hardison opened the doors, Sophie looked at the Hitter with concern.

“Eliot, are you OK? Your mouth looks a little swollen?”

Eliot muttered something about being knocked about by Hardison’s driving, pulled his hood up, and jogged away. Sophie turned to Jojo.

“Right, I’ll let you know once the security systems are off. You’ve got the Fake 2?” Jojo lifted her shoulder bag with a nod. “Oh, and Jojo,” she turned back to the van, “You’ve buttoned your shirt wrong...”

So far, so good. Jojo had hidden in the cupboard under her desk when the museum had closed and the security team had done their final walk through. On Sophie’s cue, she emerged with Fake 2 in her arms. Quickly, she headed for the building site exit, pushing the keycard under the door for Eliot to collect, then making her way back up to the gallery. She slipped in, pulling her lock picks out of her waistband and setting to work on the cabinet door. It only took seconds to get it open and swap out the porcelain balls. Cradling ‘Drake’ in her arms, she headed for the building site exit.

It was going so smoothly that she wasn’t paying attention and, as she turned the last corner, she nearly ran straight into a one of three men walking the other way.

Jojo stepped back. The man in front looked her up and down, his gaze locking on to the forgery cradled in her arms.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” His voice was menacing. “I think you’ll find that belongs to us.”

She took another step back as the man produced a knife. Then she spotted a movement over his shoulder.

“Oh, I wouldn’t do that if I were you. My old fella, he gets ever so cross.”

The man looked confused for the moment before Eliot emerged from the darkness behind him and punched him in the back of the head, sending him unconscious to the floor. It only took the Hitter a few more seconds to deal with the other two.

“Thanks Sweetie!” Eliot gave her a grin,

“No problem.”

Together, they ran for the exit door. As soon as they were through, Eliot made for the cement mixer, starting it up with a rattle. Jojo paused. They had a problem.

They needed to encase the Drake in concrete thick enough to block the tracker signal. The plan had been straightforward. Drop it in the foundations for the new wing. Eliot would add a layer of concrete, blocking the signal. They hadn’t counted on the work having advanced more than expected. The area they had planned on using was 5 foot high and another foot of wooden support surrounded it. It would take a very accurate throw to get the Drake where it needed to be, and Jojo had never been any good at throwing a ball, let alone a 3lb porcelain sphere.

She looked around and spotted the scaffolding running around the edge of the site. Running to the ladder, she began to climb. Eliot’s voice came through her earbud.

“Just what do you think you are doing?”

“Don’t ask, just get that thing in place and get started.”

She made her way around the scaffolding until she could see the new foundations. Unfortunately, the scaffolding planks stopped some six feet away from where she needed to be. Heights. Why did it always involve heights? Gritting her teeth, Jojo stepped out onto the bare poles, making her way along from upright to upright, until she was level with the boxed in area.

If she tried to throw it, she might miss. Carefully, she put the Drake in one hand and, taking her foot off the pole, she hung out over the space, trying to ignore Eliot’s muffled cursing through her earbud.

She stretched out her hand, dropping the Drake into the foundations, where it sank into the semi-set cement. Jojo grabbed the upright with both hands.

“Done, pour!”

As Eliot operated the machine, pouring a layer of cement to engulf the Drake, Jojo picked her way back to the boards.

“You guys have to hurry.” Hardison’s voice in her earbud was urgent. “That door locks in 2 minutes.”

Jojo made her way back to the ladder as quickly as she could. Eliot was standing at the door, gesturing for her to hurry.

Making a mental note to point out to him the general unhelpfulness of that, Jojo ran for the door. Eliot grabbed her and threw her through it, jumping through himself just as the electronic lock clicked into place.

“The cameras come back on in two minutes. There’s no time to get out. You need to find somewhere to hide.”

Eliot was already trying door handles. He came to an open door, and they both got inside as Hardison’s voice told them the cameras were back on.

They stood, breathing uneven and adrenaline thumping, in a small janitor’s closet.

“Right, I can’t see you.” Sophie’s voice now. “Wherever you are, stay there and stay quiet until the police have arrived and switched off the security.”

Eliot’s arms crept round her. He couldn’t help it. He’d always had a thing for the posh Miss Moneypenny vibe. It made it all the sexier when they got mussed. They could be stuck in here for a while and it would be a crime not to take advantage of that...

It may have been the adrenaline still thumping through her system, but Jojo shuddered as his hands ran round her waist. Slowly, he withdrew one hand as he removed his earbud and popped it in his pocket. Jojo barely had time to do the same, before his mouth crashed down onto hers, his hands settling on her backside, pulling her in to him.

She melted into his kiss, running her hands up to unbutton his shirt and slipping her hands inside, seeking skin contact. The kiss deepened as he bent to run one hand up her leg, pushing up her skirt as he lifted her leg to his hip, wedging his thigh between hers.

They were both preoccupied enough that neither heard the door open until they heard Hardison’s chuckle.

Jojo straightened her skirt and tried to walk out past her teammates with some dignity. Eliot just scowled at Hardison, daring him to make a remark. That he was still buttoning his shirt back up as he did so slightly ruined the effect.

Hardison was jubilant. “Hey man! You got a little something, right there.” He gestured to the corner of his mouth, where Eliot was sporting a smudge of red lipstick. “Haha, y’all nasty!”

[pass1onepr1ncess]

JJBA Binary Stars: JuJou

(If you saw me repost this, no you didn't, I made some minor changes and additions and wanted make a better first post!)

I've been working on a Jojo Fan Part for quite some time now and I'm finally starting to get around to drawing the characters so that I can introduce them and talk about theProject!!! Also, if you follow my lovely partner @xxbattiepupxx you've probably seen him drawing one of the stand users for said fan part!!! ;)

In any case, the part is called Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Binary Stars and it takes place in the post-reset universe along side Steel Ball Run, Jojolion, and Jojolands! In terms of setting, Binary Stars takes place after the events of Jojolion and before Jojolands! Though Binary Stars starts off in Japan, it's in Okinawa instead of Morioh!

Jumi Joumae (Otherwise known as JuJou) is our protagonist Jojo! She has a twin sister named Jien who I'll talk about more in a following post. but the focus is on Jumi! My biggest inspiration for starting Binary Stars is that I really like how Golden Wind was heavily inspired by Y2K fashion, so I wanted to make a fan part that incorporates characters that are each based on/affiliated with a different genre of alternative fashion!

Now, without further ado, allow me to introduce JuJou and IT GIRL!

Jumi Joumae (Jujou)

Role: Protagonist/Jojo Age: 21 Pronouns: She/Her (Cis Girl) Fashion Style: Kogyaru

Jumi is a Kogal who, despite having graduated High School, continues to dress in kogal style into her early adulthood. She's very ambitious, and though her dreams of stardom and fame are far-fetched she takes them very seriously and won't let anyone talk her down from it. In fact, she's extremely protective of this dream. Anyone who makes fun of her or tries to tell her that her goals are unrealistic will discover that she can be quite confrontational. She remembers everyone who's ever laughed at her dream and holds grudges, frequently using her stand to cause trouble and mischief for them as well as just being plain petty in her interactions with them. Personality-wise, she's sort of like a fusion of Giorno and Josuke. Jumi is currently enrolled in a local college in Nagasaki for her General Studies Degree, but she has her sights set on a performing arts school in Tokyo. 

Jumi’s stand first appeared when she was around 13 years old. She’s never told anyone about it other than Jien, who of course didn’t believe her at first. It took about 3 months, but Jumi had finally gotten Jien to believe her about the “Pretty ghost lady” that lets her turn things into diamonds.Jien was never able to see IT GIRL since Jien hadn’t yet developed her own stand.

- Japanese (Has the littlest bit of White blood from Johnny but that’s a good few generations up the tree) - Younger twin to Jien by 30 minutes - Great-Great-Grandaughter of Johnny Joestar (Daughters of one of his unnamed descendants), Distant cousin to Jodio Joestar and Josuke "Gappy "Higashikata - Visually Inspired by Red Beryl (Houseki no Kuni), Clover (Zero Escape 999), and Yumemi Yumemite (Kakegurui) - Personality Inspired by Saki Tenma (Project Sekai) and Junko Enoshima (Danganronpa)

IT GIRL

Stand Name: IT GIRL Namesake: IT GIRL - Aliyah’s Interlude Ability:

Anything Jumi or IT GIRL touches turns into hardened diamond. Jumi can choose the color of said diamond, and if she deactivates her stand or if the target leaves her range, the diamond will revert back to what it was before. IT GIRL’s range is 5 meters (15 feet) in which her stand can not exit that range. IT GIRL's diamonds are neither flexible nor breakable.

In terms of stands being an extension of the user’s soul, IT GIRL represents how Jumi is casual, friendly, and laidback most of the time but how she toughens and shines under pressure and scrutiny. While diamonds can be pretty and shine like a star, they also have a sharp edge- like Jumi. 

While Jumi is more aligned with Kogal, IT GIRL is more aligned with the more dramatic Yamanba style of Gyaru.

And there's Jumi!! Next up is Jien, so I hope people will look forward to that!! I've been working on this fan part for a quite a bit now and have made not only main Jojo, Antag, and Jobros but also many minor stand users!!! I'm excited to finally start telling my story!!!! >w<

When I add more characters and such, I'll tag each post about this project with #Jojo Binary Stars so look out for that if you wanna know more!!!!!!

[joompheart]

Tagged by @bovid-beauty (hi :p)

Favorite Color: These days its a vague mish-mash of reds, pinks, purples, and some oranges mixed in. Maybe as examples like the very Red sky above Calid when it's clear (Elden Ring), or a bunch of the King Crimson effects in the Jojo's Part 5 anime. I could spend all day picking out pretty colors for you though so we'll leave it there.

Last Song Listened To: Sins of the Father, sung by Donna Burke. Reset my MGSV: TPP progress to do it again, guilty as charged. Though funnily it's not actually from scratch because your online data remains, you unlock a bunch of challenge tasks for espionage rank right away and I'm sitting on a huge pile of cash.

Currently Reading: Well I'm SUPPOSED to be reading "Intro to Civil War" for my reading group but I'm being incredibly irresponsible and putting it off till probably the 3-4 hours before the meeting tomorrow. After that 90% of Dune Messiah and about half of Slaughterhouse 5 are still on the to-do list.

Currently Watching: Comfort youtube stuff while I eat my late night snack and pretend it's cool to not do the reading I need to do for tomorrow. Mostly Ymfah videos these days since I'm on my fromsoft kick, started a new Elden Ring playthrough because I got excited about dual curved greatswords thinking about what build I wanted for the dlc when I get it. I'm kind of an Elden Ring hater but its got what I like and in great quantities so I'm a bit of a hypocrite about it. ARGH its got so much cool stuff mixed in with just oceans of who gives a shit.

Currently Craving: My physical needs are met, so all that's left is to put the effort in to escape the quiet dread of knowing I've got stuff to do. (Nothing serious mind you just like. Going to bed on time and doing my reading etc etc.)

Coffee or Tea: I like Coffee but I'm more likely to have Tea because I just never got on the coffee train and tea feels lighter and like it goes with more stuff. I don't have strong feelings on the matter.

Thanks for tagging me! I don't want to work on this post anymore so I wont tag anyone else right now but maybe tomorrow if I feel like it.

[alias-sam]

Pierced by a Golden Soul

Chapter 35. Enemy Encounter

Platonic Jojo's x Reader

Summary: Fate is a bizarre concept with countless more bizarre implications. In life sometimes such extraordinary events happen that the only reasoning left must be fate. The tragedies that constantly befall the Joestar bloodline for example may be the unluckiest series of cards drawn in human history, or perhaps the work of a greater power. There is no way to tell for sure. Had Dio Brando or Jonathan Joestar moved slightly on a divergent path the world itself would be left very different. The fate or luck of the noble Joestar bloodline has led to destruction of evil likes of the Pillar Men and DIO. This story is of a similar caliber to that of the other Joestars (as I am sure you are familiar with them). This is a story of lost souls, compassion, hope, and above all fate.

Word Count: 1,715

(Crosspost from Wattpad, full fic is already posted there.)

The park was the first place you could think of. You wanted to be alone. The rain didn't bother you in the slightest. If anything, the feeling of cool water sprinkling across your face and back was exactly what you needed. The park was vacant when you got there. It usually was when the weather was like this. The second it started raining tourists always made a mad dash inside the nearest shop or building. As long as there wasn't any lightning or thunder you had nothing to worry about. Mindlessly, you wandered around the area before coming across a somewhat dry bench located under a tree. You sat and watched as raindrops caused ripples in puddles that were scattered across the ground. It was serene, a well needed reset for your senses.

The smell of damp soil and wet grass was a contrast to the stench of blood and disinfectant that you had become far too familiar with in the past week. The cold hard bench you sat on was much more comforting than the shiver of uncertainty you felt every night before heading to bed. The sound of raindrops as they fell to the ground was less daunting than the questions that whispered and screamed in the back of your mind every time something odd happened. So much had occurred in such a short period of time, and there was only more to come. You could feel it. Slowly, you reached into your pocket and took out the plastic bag with the arrow shard. It was insane to you that something so small could contribute to possibly the worst string of events in your life. But that didn't matter now.

You must have been lost deeper in thought than intended, because you didn't notice the splash of footsteps in puddles as someone walked up to you.

However, you did notice when the footsteps stopped abruptly. You looked up and made eye contact with a familiar pair of panicked eyes.

"You!" The boy's look of fear shifted to a glare.

"You..." It was Learco. Of course it was. You'd had a habbit of running into stand users. Part of you wondered if Jotaro or Mr. Joestar ever had this problem. Learco took a cautious step back as you stood up from the bench.

"S-stay away from me!"

"Wait!" You followed after the delinquent before he could make a brake for it like last time. "I need to talk to you!" It seemed fate or luck was on your side this time, because Learco slipped in a puddle on the sidewalk. You cringed as you watched his arms and legs skid across the concrete. Learco froze on the ground, making you worried. "Are you okay?" You quickly and carefully approached, offering a hand to help him back up. Learco shifted, propping himself up on his elbows. He gave you a look nothing short of hateful.

"I don't know what you could possibly want from me." He sneered, smacking your hand away. You probably should have guessed that would be his reaction. Learco picked himself up, hissing from the newly formed cuts across his extremities. To be honest, you regretted not following Learco after seeing him at the store. You still had a lot of questions about his condition before and after the effects of your stand. Right now, he was the only person who could give you answers.

"You really don't remember any of the things that happened while you were in your coma?" You watched carefully as Learco's anger melded with confusion.

"What kind of a stupid question is that?"

"That wasn't a no..." You trailed off, looking at Learco expectantly.

"Of course not!" He sputtered.

"So you don't remember meeting at the docks, or watching Tim Buggles beat up a football player?" You decided to push a little further, despite his seeming lack of context or understanding

"That little runt did... what?" Learco muttered to himself. After a moment he shook his head. "You're crazy."

"But I now know that you regret bullying Tim." You replied without missing a beat. Learco stood silently for a moment, a lost look in his eyes.

"I take it back." Learco sighed. "You're insane."

"I now know that you're deathly afraid of our classmate Vita." An unintentional smile crossed your face.

"No I'm not-" Started defensively, but he stopped. A look of realization dawned on Learco's features as his gave slowly trailed back to you. "How did you know that?"

"Exactly! How is that possible? It's not." This was surprisingly exciting for you. Puzzle pieces were starting to fall into place, at least in this corner of the picture. You just uncovered an effect of your stand!

"I have no idea what your damn stand did to me!" Learco glared at you, taking a more guarded stance. "The things can do some scary shit!"

"Don't you find it weird that the two of us can just talk to one another? Like we've done it before? Doesn't feel like muscle memory?"

"Are you even listening to me?" Learco yelled in disbelief.

"Why would I start now?" You deadpanned.

"You're insufferable, you know that? Why do you always insist on pushing my buttons? Jesus Y/n you make no sense to me-" Learco froze, surprised by his own choice in words. Realization and disbelief became obvious on his features. "What the...?"

"Case in point." You answered proudly, confidant for the first time in awhile. "Maybe you don't remember the experience per say, but your subconscious somehow does!"

"But-" Learco faltered. "I-" He suddenly glared at you and took another step back. "Stay the hell away from me!" In the blink of an eye, you were face to face with Metal Health, Learco's stand. It was just as daunting as the last time you saw it. Metal Health held up it's scythe hand in your direction.

"I don't want to fight you." Quickly, you held up your hands defensively, taking a step back yourself. Maybe you pushed him a little too far. You also definitely got carried away. Without another word Learco turned tail and jogged away. You didn't miss the confusion and panic swimming in his eyes during your whole conversation. Despite the situation, nothing with Learco had really changed. Sure, he didn't remember your time together directly, but his soul did. Meaning, he wasn't entirely on board with whatever his brother and gang were plotting. If you could get though Learco's exterior, maybe you could convince him to explain a few things about the leader of his group.

Keicho, it was a name you had been made aware of through Blake. You didn't know anything about him aside from a name and his status as a leader.

You needed to find out more if you wanted to put together the rest of the puzzle. It was a fruitless endeavor if you were missing so many pieces.

........................

"You did...What?" Jaya watched with worry as her brother paced around her bedroom. He had been frazzled since she'd come home from school. The second she stepped in the door he ushered her somewhere they could talk. Now she was sitting on her brother's bed while watching Julius' understanding of reality fall apart.

"I made a portal!" Julius blurted out, eyes wide.

"Okay..." Jaya sighed, cradling the bridge of her nose. She was afraid this was going to happen. Now she wished she had explained the whole situation a little better beforehand.

"No! You don't understand! I was in the hallway one moment, and the next I was pulled through the closet, and I was at the school!"

"Maybe you should calm down." Jaya suggested after noticing how Julius was sweating bullets. He was still recovering from several abdominal surgeries, so this stress was horrible for his already poor condition.

"You think I'm crazy. Don't you?" Julius accused, jabbing a finger at his sister.

"No, but I'm not exactly sure what to do now." Jaya confessed. Julius sighed, pausing his rant to take a breath. Jaya couldn't see it, but the little robot thing that was following Julius around was sitting on the bed next to her.

"These stand things are so strange." Julius commented. His supposed 'stand' was freaky to say the least. It was small and boxy, with short stubby limbs, its arms were longer than its legs. The way it sat resembled a frog in an odd way. Bolts and screws were poking out around every joint. The stand was a lurid shade of purple, with a square jaw that jutted out slightly. "You seriously can't see it?"

"Nope." Jaya answered. Julius took a deep breath and sat down next to his sister.

"You can't tell dad."

"Why would I?" Jaya asked with a risen eyebrow.

"Just...making sure." A subtle smile broke on Julius' lips.

"Consider it our little secret." Jaya assured. A silence settled between the siblings as Julius calmed himself down. Jaya however was far from calming; her head was turning. "Speaking of dad..." Something had been bothering her as of late. "Now that I'm thinking about it, he reacted pretty badly after finding out about Jojo. I'm not entirely sure what he said to them, but he warned me to cut ties with them. I think... I think he knows Y/n is a stand user."

"How?"

"You can't tell me you don't remember all of the things that happened back home in Rome. The weird unexplainable things." Jaya grimaced and looked at her brother gravely. "You remember why mom and dad split up."

"Dad was worried about our safety. Anybody would be after finding out their spouse was a member of the Mafia." Julius scoffed. "Especially after fifteen years of marriage."

"But do you remember the odd things that happened?" Jaya muttered airily. Julius paused to think and relented.

"Yeah." They had both seen strange unexplainable things while living in Rome. Maybe that was why Jaya was so open to the existence of stands when she met you. Who was she to deny what was apparently sitting right in front of her? Speaking of...

"Have you named it yet?" Jaya asked out of the blue.

"Excuse me?"

"Have you named it?" Jaya shrugged, motioning in the general direction she assumed her brother's stand was sitting. "All of the stands I've seen or heard about have had names."

"Not really." Julius sighed before looking up at Jaya. "Got any ideas?"

"How do you feel about..." Jaya smiled. "Three Doors Down?"

[kincalling]

Hello, this is Giorno Giovanna from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. I'm looking for pretty much anyone who would like to talk (except Cioccolata,, sorry), but especially the Joestars, my father Dio, Pucci, my brothers, and the rest of Bucciarati's gang.

Some more detailed info about my canon, see if any of this rings a bell (this contains spoilers for Stone Ocean):

After the universe was reset by Pucci, everyone was reincarnated into a universe where both the jjba anime/manga AND it's characters exist irl at the same time. A lot of us are very active on social media (people know who we are) and we do events and live shows for the fans occasionally.

Most of us live pretty close to each other. Most people, even those who used to be enemies, are in at least decent terms. I was raised by Dio since I was around 3-4 years old and he's a great father to me. Dio and Jotaro started kind of co-parenting me and Jolyne at some point, so the two of us are very close. We do Joestar Family reunions every year.

Hamon, stands and vampires still exist. I am a half-vampire, but I am not sure if my brothers are as well.

I believe Jonathan and Dio are around 120 years old, Lisa Lisa is around 100, Joseph, Caesar and Suzi are around 80, Holly is around 60, and Jotaro and Kakyoin are around 40. Josuke, Jolyne, myself and most of our friends are in our late teens, and we go to the same school. Jonathan, Lisa Lisa, Joseph and Caesar still look young because of their hamon, and my dad because he is a vampire.

People from part 7 onwards are there too, but I don't know a lot of details. All I know is that I'm friends with Johnny and Gyro and that Diego is my cousin.

If any of this sounds familiar or if you'd like further information, please send me a message or an ask. And even if it isn't familiar, I do have canon compliant memories as well from before the reset, so I'd be happy to talk anyways. You can interact with the post too if you'd prefer. And I apologize for the really long ask, I am not very good at being brief. Thank you ♡₊‧⁺˖

🐛

[belanova]

Ok finally going to liveblog Steel ball run block #Fpop reads jojo

Below is thoughts on the 1st chapter

So i have been slightly spoiled about what this Part is a bit like, not too much! The much i know is that It is not related to Part 6 ending and is instead a complete reset of the entire universe with new characters and such there is NO callbacks to the previous parts, another thing is USAMERICA PRESIDENT IS AN IMPORTANT THING HERE. Also Jesus Christ is relevant but I don't know how and the new jojo is disabled and the most dickish of them all!

i'm so excited cause now i finally have the free time to read it ^3^

Immediately tho first panels is a Native American called Sandman runs from his tribe for reading books. What the fuck is indian running style, the only way i get is that theyre referring to "Normal" but normal is being swapped for indian in this case cause thats their normal to differentiate to the type of running hes doing. BUT ALSO WHAT LOL

I also hope this guy wins, most likely the jojo will win but i already prefer this guy does

if lynyrd skynyrd or california girls is not the ending song for the anime then whats the the point

also this panel afterwards say about "participant musts be 16 or older, anything else does not matter" So can't way to see several horses with stands and children with fake ids in this race.

CUZ' THIS IS AMERICA WE RATHER LOSE OUR LIVES BEFORE OUR GUNS YEEHAW🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅

omg hi evil bitch <;3

also going to assume this guy whose entire outfit is balls is the white man training in the mountains i mean HE LIKES BALLS!

I forgot about him but hes another character who i already knew cause in cons for when jojo characters would join there was a girl cosplayed as him! so I thought he would be a woman but also not surprised pffft, i wish i took a photo with her it was so fucking cool

messed up they touched his balls GURL I JUST NOTICED IN HIS BELT THERE IS TWO HANDS SIGN POINTING TO HIS CROTCH I AM ONLY NOTICING AS WRITING THIS LMFAOOOO

Theres more panels im going to be posting in seperate posts but i included all of these in one go so the rest i will go on about liveblogging

thoughts on 1st: It looks promising already, i also like horses a lot so im happy that it focuses on horse riding :3 the first thing that catches my eye the most is Sandman since thats the most i have info on rn and his motives interest me, but also this guy ^ since hes literally the one in the cover and the one i see the most around this part, i will comment the artstyle feels like a complete shock to the much softer and rounder style of part 6

i like it it makes me feel excited! a complete reset of the series but still familiar to old stuff :D

[moogie-man]

What???

Oh sorry father, I indeed did forget that I am Enrico Pucci from the popular manga / anime series JOJO'S bizarre adventure, and, post activation of my final ability, time begins to accelerate rapidly until a terminal velocity is reached upon the breaking of times horizon line where everything that ever was and everything that will ever be is absorbed into a super massive black hole, resetting the galaxy, after which all organisms begin growth at the beginning of the universe once more.

Spoilers for JoJo part 6

this is making me insane. time flies when you're a faggot

[rugrt]

(My) Analysis of "Heaven"/stands related to Heaven in JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

tl;dr: Heaven is the concept that fate is completely true and cannot be changed. Fate, the existing force, seems to favor justice, and will actively prevent those that can't change fate from attempting to change it, punishing them and correcting the course of fate soon after. While users of stands related to Heaven are capable of altering fate, those that alter fate for "evil", such as Pucci and DIO, will be punished just the same when applicable. (Also, stands related to Heaven have a general color scheme of mostly white, and some yellow.)

Long post. Also, spoilers on Diamond is Unbreakable, Stone Ocean, and Eyes of Heaven.

#1 : Heaven's Door

Heaven's Door is the stand of Rohan Kishibe, and is capable of turning targets into books.

Heaven's Door can affect non-humans such as animals and plants, and dead things such as ghosts and food, although the books of dying things slowly lose their contents. These books always contain absolute correct information of the target, which includes physical characteristics, personality, information about their stand if they have amy, memories, and thoughts; the latter two are listed in chronological order.

Heaven's Door also allows Rohan to alter memories or make commands by writing in the books, or remove memories by ripping the pages out or erasing the information. The commands written will be obeyed as early as possible, such as when Rohan immediately launched Josuke away at 70 km/h to keep him away from Highway Star, but forced Ken to only play Rock when they dueled in Rock-Paper-Scissors. Koichi was also able to learn Italian through Heaven's Door, though the method is unknown.

In this stand, the contents of the book are fate. The information inside is absolutely true, including information externally added by Heaven's Door/Rohan Kishibe. The targets cannot change their fate, the information written in their books, while Rohan can alter fate via removing pages or changing the information in the book. As Rohan does not make any substantial morally evil alterations to fate, he is not punished.

#2 : Made in Heaven

Made in Heaven is the third stand of Enrico Pucci, evolving from C-Moon, and is capable of accelerating time by controlling the gravitational forces of the universe.

Made in Heaven will gradually speed up time throughout the universe, although living beings and stand abilities seems to be unaffected. Due to the delay of human perception, it appears as though everything, including Pucci and Made in Heaven, speed up, though Pucci is the only one to be exempt from this delay. All non-biological events, including moving vehicles, gravity, and tenperature reactions will also be sped up. This time acceleration will continue until time is sped up to infinity, where the universe will then reach a singularity and reset, making a copy of the original universe where fate is already predetermined. In this universe, all living creatures that survived will be placed where they should be according to fate, all major events will occur as they did in the original universe, and everyone knows their fate. Any creatures that have died before the reset will be replaced by a similar person that assumes the original person's fate. The surviving creatures will receive premonitions of near-future events, and any attempts to change major events of their life will end with punishing the disobedience and correcting the course. The only exception to this is Pucci, who is the only one capable of changing his own fate without punishment.

In this stand, fate is a clearly defined part, as it is the central part of its ability. All living creatures that know of their fate, i.e. the ones that survived the time acceleration, cannot change the course of fate, despite knowing it on a subconscious level. Although, small events are able to be changed. Pucci, as the user of Made in Heaven, is the only one able to change fate substantially.

When Pucci was fighting Emporio in the ghost room, Emporio couldn't change his own fate by inserting the Weather Report stand disc into himself. However, Pucci could change fate by inserting the stand disc into Emporio. Thus, Emporio was able to use the time acceleration of Made in Heaven to poison Pucci with pure oxygen. Fate "punished" Pucci through Emporio.

Side note: Due to Made in Heaven being unable to return time to the moment that time originally started accelerating, but Pucci started accelerating time before he died, the universe returned to a singularity and reset once more to one where Pucci never existed. Thus, the reincarnated lives of Jotaro, Jolyne, Ermes, Anasui and Weather are improved, thanks to the absence of Pucci's presence.

#3 : The World Over Heaven

The World Over Heaven (Going to abbreviate as WoH) is the stand of DIO from a parallel world that successfully killed the Joestar family, (At this point, Joseph, Jotaro, Josuke, and Holy. Maybe also Giorno, Shizuka, and the rest of the living members?) evolving from The World after DIO obtained Heaven.

Along with The World's original ability to stop time, WoH is capable of rewriting reality by attacking something/someone by its fists. This ability allows DIO to absorb souls, alter memories, cause phenomenon such as lightning or resurrection, and negate injuries or abilities used on him. The only limits are that DIO requires a large amount of soul energy and time to charge this ability, and he cannot alter fate if WoH's hands are missing.

Obviously, this stand is directly involved with fate, being able to rewrite reality/alter Fate nearly at will. There is no limit as to how DIO can change reality/fate. However, WoH's modifications are not truly "accepted" and thus, the Saint's Corpse's "ability" can restore affected objects/people to normal. Fate uses the Saint's Corpse to revert DIO's and WoH's changes to fate, allowing the "right" course of events to occur.