#sbr gyro

[princerat]

Based on that one tweet

[nitillee]

i’m so excited for sbr

[nsomuchpain]

Quick painting for Jojoday

[popadoot]

silly gyjolings for the @johnnyshrine summoning circle

[ryanthel0ser]

Even if the words are never said, Johnny and Gyro love each other. Whether it's platonic or romantic is up to interpretation but you cannot deny they love each other. We witness that love story and how it affects both of them and how they develop during the Steel Ball Run, with Johnny taking that love with him after the end of the story.

And my favorite ways this is shown is not just in the big scenes like when they save each other and sacrifice for each other, but in the small moments and the moments after these big scenes. When we get to see them interacting outside the main action, when we sit with them and take a breath too, the subtle body language of closeness they develop as time passes. These are the scenes that really highlight the love these two have for each other and place narrative importance on it.

[chupenguin]

[marcop0los]

*furries your Steel Ball Run*

yo so you didn't really need to click the cut I just wanted to say I'm getting my wisdom teeth taken out tomorrow and might post before or after so ya anyway I hope you enjoyed the art

[wald-prinz]

quick doodle because I think they should be happy

[geckosquash2]

Today's the day

[k4rsgovr00m]

jojune 21 - green this is the 2nd gyro portrait and fourth gyro in total ive done for jojune and i am not sorry about it also- finally up to the current day for these so i will just be uploading the art of the day for the remainder of jojune!

[la-principessa-della-squadra]

PART 7 HAS BEING ANNOUNCED

I'M GONNA TAKE MY HORSES TO OLD TOWN ROAD, I M GONNA RIIIIIDE LIKE I CAN'T NO MORE

-La Principessa della Squadra

[bard-of-beasts]

I don’t think anyone has done this yet, so I had to do it

OG under cut ofc

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Gyro Zeppeli ໒ ˚⁎

hiiii could you maybe write a oneshot about cg! gyro putting a sleepy little to bed? thank you so so so much !!!!! i hope you are having a good week !!

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, leaving the vast plains of the American frontier bathed in soft twilight. The only sounds were the occasional rustle of wind sweeping through the dry grass and the distant hoot of an owl. The Steel Ball Run race had temporarily come to a standstill for the night, and the campfire Zeppeli had set up flickered gently against the cool night air.

Sitting beside the flames was a young regressor, exhausted from the day's events, curled up in a makeshift blanket beside him. Their small, innocent eyes drooped with fatigue, tiny fingers wrapped around the corner of the blanket, grasping for comfort as sleep slowly claimed them...

Gyro, still wearing his broad-brimmed hat, glanced down at you with a soft, almost paternal smile. In this strange race, filled with danger and competition, you were one of the few things that felt like an anchor of simplicity—a reminder that not everything was about fighting, power, or survival

"Come on" Gyro said, his voice a low, soothing rumble, leaning over to adjust the blanket over your shoulders. "It’s about time you went to bed properly, don’t you think ?"

Your eyes fluttered open for a moment, your expression a mix of reluctance and drowsiness. Your little frame curled tighter as you mumbled something unintelligible, too tired to form words properly. Gyro chuckled softly. "No, no. You need some real rest, kid. We’ve got another long day tomorrow." He removed his gloves, his hands rough from years of spinning steel balls, and scooped you into his arms. Despite his strength, his touch was gentle—careful, as if handling something delicate

You stirred slightly, but with Gyro’s calm movements and the way his arms held you securely, you quickly nestled into his chest, your head resting against his shoulder. His broad, steady heartbeat lulled you further into sleep as he stood up and carried you towards the nearby tent

As they approached the tent, Johnny Joestar, his usual partner in the race, gave a brief glance over. His expression was a mixture of amusement and confusion. "Didn’t think you had it in you to play babysitter" Johnny said, his tone playful, though there was genuine respect in his voice. He knew Gyro was much more than the brash, eccentric Italian he often portrayed himself as

"Somebody’s gotta make sure they sleep..." Gyro replied with a grin, though the softness in his voice betrayed the fact that he was more concerned about your well-being than anything else. "You get some rest too. We’ll need it". Johnny simply nodded, not pushing any further

Inside the tent, Gyro carefully laid you down on a small bedroll he had prepared for them. The night air had a slight chill to it, and he made sure the blanket was tucked tightly around you. In the dim light of a nearby lantern, he could see your face relax, finally giving in to the exhaustion of the day. He crouched beside you for a moment, watching the slow, peaceful rise and fall of your chest. In a world filled with spinning steel balls, deadly enemies, and the never-ending competition of the Steel Ball Run, moments like these, quiet and tender, were rare

"Sleep well, piccolo" Gyro whispered, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His voice was low and comforting, almost like a lullaby. "I’ll be here when you wake up". He moved to leave but paused, glancing back one last time. Something about the sight of you, so small and vulnerable, stirred something deep in him, a protective instinct. For all the bravado, for all the talk of honor and duty that came with being a Zeppeli, it was moments like these that reminded him of his true purpose. Healing. Caregiving. Protecting the innocent, no matter the form that took

With a quiet sigh, he leaned back against the side of the tent, sitting cross-legged beside the entrance. The campfire outside still crackled faintly, casting a warm glow that flickered through the canvas walls. Gyro rested his head back, one eye half-closed as he listened to the calm, even breaths of the regressor sleeping beside him. Tomorrow would bring more challenges, more danger, and more of the relentless race. But for now, in the stillness of the night, Gyro allowed himself to relax—if only for a little while. The world outside could wait

As he sat there, keeping watch over the small figure beside him, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Sweet dreams, little one," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the prairie night.

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[nsomuchpain]

[popadoot]

ouuaghh

[ryanthel0ser]