Multi-Muse JJBA RP Account

Side Blog to Stellamortua.

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Current List of Muses:

**Please specify which part you want!

BATTLE TENDENCY

Joseph Joestar**

Lisa Lisa

STARDUST CRUSADERS

Jean-Pierre Polnareff**

Kujo Jotaro**

Nijimura Okuyasu

DIAMOND IS UNBREAKABLE

STONE OCEAN

Jolyne Cujoh

STEEL BALL RUN

Diego Brando

Funny Valentine

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*Scratches neck*

Y'all got any more of them Jojo RPers?

I'm a Jotaro and Joseph RPer looking for 21+ Jojo RPers from parts 2-4. Love world building? I'm you're person!

Shipping is fine. Even better if it's Jotakak or CaeJose.

Respectfully ask that Antis DNI. Thanks!

[herzspalter]

Listen, they’re great and goofy and I love them

A compilation of a few colored pics I made in the last six months!

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He is going to poke the Joestar in the side. / because this is some shit Kakyoin would do to Jotaro.

A pause.

Jotaro had just taken a cigarette out of the carton in his coat when the redhead decided to poke him in the side. His fellow classmate would be rewarded with a direct stare in those purple eyes as Jotaro kept lighting his addiction. Once that was done and the cigarette was alight in between his lips, Jotaro proceeded to flick the redhead's nose in typical teenage retaliation.

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Literally lies on top of Jotaro. Congratulations on becoming the bed.

Jotaro had been laying on the couch with his head resting on the arm pretending to read the notes for his upcoming exam when the redhead decided to make his presence known.

He had quickly learned that dating Kakyoin Noriaki was like owning a German Shepherd. Every day involved sharing a space with a proud, intelligent, stubborn, loyal, and protective creature whose drive was matched by no other being on Earth.

It also meant that personal space was non-existent.

It was for this very reason that he allowed this transgression to transpire. Jotaro had long memorized the content anyway. The delinquent acknowledged Nori's presence with a grunt, shifting around a bit so that the other's knees wouldn't press on anything important.

Muscular arms clad in black draped themselves over the other student's shoulders and lower back in welcome. Jotaro pressed his face into the top of Noriaki's lowered head, filling his nose with an artificial cherry flavor.

"Long day?" Jotaro muttered into his boyfriend's scarlet locks.

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The younger Joestar was entirely unsuspecting of the fact that his grandfather would use Hermit Purple to retaliate. He should have thought about that and yet, he hadn't. Hence why when there was a sudden tickling in his ear Jotaro quickly pulled away to cover his ear with a yelp, teals glaring the old man's way. "Alright, alright! You win, dammit."

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"HA! That trick pisses off your Nonno all the time!" Jotaro's misery was met with a classic shit eating grin from his grandfather. Just because Joseph was on the other end of fifty didn't mean he lost his competitive spirit. Hermit Purple receded from view, its User having received the desired response.

"You know kid, if you wanted my attention, you could have just asked for it." Joseph proceeded to ruffle Jotaro's hair by rubbing his hat with his mechanical hand.

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He's just gonna have Star pelt tiny little balls of paper at Joseph.

His grandson could never get under his skin.

Because Joseph Joestar had been an even bigger menace to society for much longer.

The elder Joestar proceeded to use Hermit Purple as sneakily as he could to weave one of the vines toward his grandson without being detected. The vine summarily stuck a wispy feather in Jotaro's ear and wiggled it around.

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Sometimes I like to play a game of "WHAT POLITICAL PARTY IS FUNNY VALENTINE"?

I just haven't had the time or energy to research the party platforms at the time. Willing to put money on him being a "separate but equal" kinda guy, tho.

He is from the South.

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Diego Brando is an asshole, but he's not a bad guy. Unlike Dio, he actually knows what unconditional love feels like through his mother. Whenever he wins a race, he internally dedicates some of the win to her.

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Sits riiiiiiiiiiiiiight next to Jotaro and offers some of his chocolate ice cream.

Anyone stupid enough to approach Jotaro's unfinished thesis with something as messy as ice cream would have been promptly escorted through the window by Star Platinum. There were two exceptions: his beloved little girl, and Kakyoin Noriaki. Instead, his Stand promptly removed the stack of papers from his desk.

Jotaro wasn't a huge fan of sweets, but he'd accept anything from the redhead. He offered his partner a brief nod in thanks before putting the spoon in his mouth. As expected, it had that overpowering faux chocolate flavor. A minor setback.

"It's missing something." Jotaro ominously determined.

Before Noriaki could respond, the PhD student promptly leaned over to steal a quick, chocolate flavored kiss. He pulled back, wiping the remaining residue from his lips with his thumb, "Much better."