#soundman

[livfordoodles]

Diego & Soundman for SBR uni AU !!

[devilioadskin]

Part 7 in a nutshell.

[woodflink]

alright so new jojolands news just dropped which means it’s time for theorizing

so, the new image has given us a much better look at the new girl character who previously was only seen in the image with the boat, but now that we can actually see her full appearance there’s a couple things worth noting

first of all, her snake tattoo.

the tattoo on her right arm is almost identical to the one soundman has on his left arm. but that’s not all!

if you remember, soundman has a sister. this might just be me, but the jojolands girl appears really similar to this sister, dont’cha think? the most striking similarity between the two is their crop tops. these two things lead me to think that this new character may be a possible descendant of soundman’s sister, and that soundman might have some prominence in the jojolands in the form of flashbacks.

if this is the case, it’d also mean that soundman’s final thoughts of his sister was some MAJOR foreshadowing on par with jotaro’s death at the hands of made in heaven being foreshadowed by thoth

[josephine-zeppeli]

After taking a long time to finish this piece, I finally have Sandman for the SBR 90s AU.

He’s a undergrad university student studying Environmental Science and minoring in Psychology. He got into Syracuse University on a track and field scholarship (he’s a runner he’s a track star). Sandman works part-time at Mt. Tim’s bar along with Johnny and Poco. They all lovingly call him ‘Sandy’.

His sister still lives in Arizona and is super proud of her baby brother.

Since Araki didn’t giver her one, I named her Songbird after the Fleetwood Mac song.

Other 90s designs:

Johnny

Gyro

Mt. Tim

Diego

Hot Pants

[the-illiterate-pirate]

Tell Him that His Lonesome Nights are Over || Pt. 1

I decided on a two shot! Adding this one together with the rest of the story would be too long imo, and tbh I need to hit my fic quota for the month before it's too late. This chap is just story but dw, the next one will have all the good stuff 😏

This draft is like a year old please forgive me if my old style and my new style clashes together noticably lmao

NOTES: SFW, Fem!reader, Reader and Sandman eat jerky, Reader is said to have a large family, like huge like. Oh my god, keep it in your pants please. Tell me if I need to add anymore warnings!

I've added a reference to a song I enjoy a lot, think you can find it? >:3 probably it's very noticable

You'd felt his eye on you for most of the race. You didn't mind though. It wasn't a harmful look, more like one of interest. And dare you say it, you liked the attention.

Sandman was an attractive man, and he finished first in the last race only on his feet. (His feet! Against horses! How incredible.) It was flattering to know you'd caught the attention of someone so important to the race, but you didn't understand why he watched you so intensely. You were nothing important. You had only finished in tenth place. That was more because you got distracted helping one of the other contestants that had fallen into some cacti. If you truly had your mind on winning, there wasn't a chance you'd score under fifth place, and you knew it.

Maybe it was because you were a woman. You couldn't blame him for that. There wasn't another in the race. You stuck out like a sore thumb compared to all of the men that surrounded you. You had a bright red target on your back since you joined the race, but you didn't really care. You had one plan in mind, and you wouldn't let some misogyny take you off of it. But the woman thing was just a guess. Maybe the sandman saw something else in you.

What timing, maybe I could ask him tonight.

It was dark now, you had settled down for a night of rest. Earlier that afternoon those two riders Johnny Joestar and Gyro Zeppeli raced by, but they were the only two you found. It was late, your horse and you both were tired, and it was still early in the race, it wouldn't hurt to take your time getting to the finish lines.

You watch the dark headed man walking, rather than running, past your camp some meters away. You called his name, arm waving in the air in a gesture for him to come over. He was unsure at first, but he came over. Victory. The fire you had going sparked in his eyes and illuminated his sharp features in a way that made him look more charming than usual. He was beautiful in the firelight.

Settle down, now. You warned yourself.

"Hey! You are Sandman, yeah? Wanna rest those feet of yours? I got food and drink for two." You handed him one of your canteens. He stared at the offering skeptically for a second but decided to take it quickly after, downing it like it was the only water he'd seen today. The container was already half its original weight when he finally pulled away to thank you. You simply waved off the thanks. "You gotta be tired from all this running you're doin', why don'tcha stick around for the night? I don't mind the company."

Silence from the man. Then a soft, "How do I know I can trust you?"

"What? To not hurt you in your sleep? Hah!" You laughed, "I don't care about this race enough to hurt people over it. So I've got some competition, that just makes it even more exciting." You smile wickedly, the fire extenuating the color of your eyes for Sandman to see. You look down at your canteen, swirling the water around inside in a circle. "As for trust... I guess you just have my word." You look into his burning eyes. "I won't hurt you, Sandman."

He seemed to think about it. He took a slow drink from his canteen while he did. He swallowed before answering; "Today has been tiring. I'll take your word for it, so I'll stay the night."

Fantastic.

He sat across from you on the other side of the fire. A little too close to your horse for your comfort, but you brushed it off, he didn't seem like the type to hurt an innocent animal.

Only the fire crackling was heard for some time. You both sipped from canteens, washing away the thirst of racing across dry deserts. Just the image of dead trees and cacti in your mind made your cottonmouth act up again.

There were times you almost started a new conversation. Your mouth would open, but you were quick to shut it yet again. Sandman threw you a questioning raise of an eyebrow, but you could only look away in embarrassment at your inability to be comfortable in silence. Growing up in a big family would do that to you. There always had to be some sort of commotion going on in your house, and you'd grown accustomed to it in your years. The thought of being without your family for the next few months saddened you. You really missed it all. A nagging in your reprimanded the rest of you for being so homesick already. It hadn't even been a week yet!

Instead of striking conversation, you turned to your bag and opened it. This bag was smaller than the one that held your clothes (still on your horse) and was home to your toiletries, rations, a third canteen, and finally some elk jerky, made specially for you in your favorite flavoring. You tore off a chunk and began to nibble on the tough meat. The familiar taste brought you back to earlier times of traveling America with your big brothers, hunting for the best game the world offered. Simpler times, you missed it, and your brothers. But maybe now wasn't the time to be sentimental.

You weren't sure if Sandman would be interested in jerky. Did his people have jerky too? Was it wrong to assume otherwise?

"U-Uhm," The glare he shot made you jump just the tiniest bit. No one looked at you the way this man did. It was unnerving. But kind of exciting. You steeled yourself for your next question. "Do you like jerky? My brother's specially made it."

"Jerky." He quoted as he took the dehydrated meat from your hand and looked it over. "I haven't had any before the first race. I think it's really good." He took his first bite and was surprised with how tender the meat was. His eyes sparked at the flavor, mixing together in ways that made his mouth drool like nothing else. You breathed a triumphant breath through your nose. Your brothers win again. Best not to tell them that once you got home, though, all of their heads were big enough.

Although, those boys knew their way around an elk. Meat not too tender, with just enough chew. And the seasonings were to die for.

Sandman quickly finished his first piece of jerky and seemed disappointed that it was gone. He was pleased when you offered more. This time, he ate it slower.

"You mentioned your brothers made this... Do you have a lot of them?" The innocent question got a laugh from you.

"You could say that... F-Five. I... have five brothers."

Your answer must've made him inhale his jerky, because once the words left your mouth he spasmed and coughed like nothing else.

"Five brothers? How, how–?" You tried to smother your giggles, as not to interrupt him, but his face just then was too good. He seemed absolutely gobsmacked over it.

"Yeah! Five brothers and three sisters. We all chip in to help Ma and Pop at home, though. My three eldest brothers help my dad out with work while my sister's help Mom with the gardening and chores. It's pretty crowded but we made it work. We're doing well financially, but the prize money from this race could help us out a lot, that's why I joined... None of them could come though. It's kinda lonely, but I know I'll come back home to a happy family.

"...S-Sorry, I didn't mean to ramble. Do you have any family, Sandman?" He turned his sight at the fire before him, staring intently at the flames. You could see them dancing in his eyes reflection. "I have a sister," He started softly, then paused. Those intense eyes of his looked at you next as he thought over something silently. "My tribesmen have disowned me, so she's all I have left."

He fought against the urge to admit more and explain his situation. Like how with the winning money he would buy back his ancestor's land and save his people. There was something soft about you. Sandman wanted to trust you, there was something about you that made it hard to hate. Was it all just so you can trick him? If he decided to ride with you, would... would you use his trust against him to your advantage? He took his time admiring your features.

...No, he didn't think so. That look on your face, you looked so sympathetic towards him, someone you'd just met.

He decided he hated your full attention on him, he squirmed underneath your gaze. To push your attention away from him, he nodded his head towards the shadows on the far side of the fire. "Your horse, what's their name?"

"Oh! That there is Boom-Lay Boom. But my family's taken to calling her Diamond Eye." The sudden attention to your mount had you excited and jumping up from your seat to walk to her side. She was a fine mare, you'd had her since your fifteenth birthday. It was then you truly learned how to care for a horse, you'd done just about everything for her, all except change her shoes, to this day you were still nervous of hurting her hooves. And at this point you were pretty sure you'd grown a mental connection to the girl. You were as thick as thieves.

"Your horse has two names?" Sandman asked, quirking an eyebrow. "Why not?" You asked back, raising your own. Sandman laughed. And at that moment you decided Sandman's voice was wonderful to listen to. You could hear him speak all night if he would. You'd enjoy it more than your mother's music.

"She's a beautiful steed." He said while he began to stand, coming towards you and Diamond Eye.

"Aw, did'ja hear that, Boom-Lay? Sandman says you're pretty!" You cooed and coddled the horse, running fingers through her mane and up her jaw. She simply snorted at you. You heard Sandman chuckle from his spot on the other side of the mare. His hand was raised, gently petting the side of her thick neck.

It was then you decided that he and you had connected on some level, just like you had with Diamond Eye. Maybe not as deep, yet, but it was a great start.

[hoshizorei]

What a boredom does to a mf like me 😅

I know it's a contrast to jjba theme but I love making collage like this. Now included my 2 honorable mention men, soundman and jobin.

[l-fandom-wall-l]

Your wallpapers are so amazing! Could you do some for Sandman and his stand? I thought they had some of the best designs from part 7

I don’t know why, but I was in a minimalist mood when it came to making something for Sand/Sound Man so here we are.

[2cake]

pocoloco & soundman go to the beach, having fun 🏖️

[vadymxarsioxska]

Fu*k all, take a look at my favorite list and see if we have favorites in common!!

Int if u have some in common !!

(there is 72, and I may update it after,)

And remember I don't support any of those characters bad actions!!

Kins: ★

Comfort characters: ᰔ

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Luvs list;

1.Kira ;

2.Hazamada ; ★

3.hot pants ; ★

4.mista ;

5.terunosuke ;

6.mikitaka; ᰔ

7.secco ; ᰔ

8.sandman ;

9.keicho ; ᰔ

10.lisa lisa ;

11.ermes ;

12.toru ; ★

13.stray cat ;

14.kira 8 ;

15.aya ; ᰔ

16.bruno ; ᰔ

17.reimi ;

18.F.F ;

19.ceasar ;

20.lucy ; ᰔ

21.doppio ;

22.santana ;

23.polnareff; ★

24.risotto;

25.pucci ;

26.koichi ; ᰔ

27.kakyoin ;

28.toyohiro ;

29.rikiel ;

30.wheater ;

31.Yashuo; ᰔ

32.mariah ;

33.joseph ;

34.yukako ;

35.gwees ; ᰔ

36.jolyne ;

37.Gyro ;

38.josuke ;

39.diego ;

40.trish ; ᰔ

41.okuyasu ;

42.narancia ;

43.wamuu ;

44.will a. Zepelli ;

45.anasui ;

46.anne ;

47.tamami ;

48.pet shop ;

49.hayato ; ᰔ

50.ken ; ᰔ

51.melone ;

52.gelato ;

53.cioccolata ;

54.Tiziano ;

55.illuso ;

56.sorbet ;

57.steely dan ;

58.squalo ;

59.ungalo ;

60.perla ; ᰔ

61.erina ;

62.bruford ;

63.N'doul ;

64.Shinobu ; ᰔ

65.Esidisi ;

66.Straizo ;

67.Poco ;

68.Smokey ;

69.Kei ; ᰔ

70.Karera ; ᰔ

71.Ringo ;

72.Stroheim;

LMAO IM SORRY IS SO LONG!!

; @67andreaxoxo has almost half of those characters opposite in his favs lmao//

[the-uncanny-dag]

The summary

[certifiedgrassinspector]

[grapeagata]

Okay I had a thought

If Sandman (Soundman) from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, Part Seven: Steel Ball Run became a ghost rider, would his feet be burning?

Not riding anything didn't stop him from joining a Horse Race so it wouldn't stop him from becoming a flaming skeleton

[druvjelly]

I’m still mad over soundman

[andrenation]

Soundman and Pocoloco!!

YAYYYY I GOT THE LAST TWO CANON CHARACTER!!!!!!!! everybody after will be original characters cuz I gave some of these characters relatives hhh BUt EEEEEEEEK LOOOK!!!!😊😊😊😊

I am very found of pocoloco I think he’s ssoo cute,, I wanna edit soundman later since he seems lacking but for now it’s good!!

[jjbacrackships]

Back again with-

Soundcchio! (I swear I’ll do a same uni. pairing next time)

Abbachio is a character from part 5, being a part of Buccallati’s group and detesting Giorno. He’s an ex cop, who after somewhat causing the death of his partner due to accepting bribes, turned into an alcoholic with no future, until Passione came along. He joined the group in attempting to take down the boss and passed in Sardinia, leaving behind a clue with his stand Moody Blues that helped the gang reach victory.

Soundman (or Sandman ig) is a character/minor villain from part 7, and was a contestant in the Steel Ball Run. He’s a Native American who joined in order to buy his tribe’s land back with the money he earned, all on his own two feet. His incredible running skills are not due to his stand, In a Silent Way, which can create constructs of sounds, but instead practice and amazing technique. The reason behind his two names is the fact that, when telling others his name translated from his tribe’s language, others mistook it as “Sandman”. He passes while fighting Johnny and Gyro, and put up quite the fight.

As always requests are welcome, and have a good day :)

[the-illiterate-pirate]

"I like Santana. I like writing for Santana. I'm excited to finish this wip of Santana :)"

Sandman:

"O-Oh..."