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[cheriiaki]

♢ 【 KAKYOIN "NORIAKI" TENMEI 】 from 【 JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE 】 , as loved by LULU. ♢

crossover - friendly, independent && highly selective, with verses for PRE-, MID- and POST- STARDUST CRUSADERS, as well as EYES OF HEAVEN, with influences from the 1993 and 2000's OVA, several GAMES, as well as 【 CRAZY DIAMOND'S DEMONIC HEARTBREAK 】 .

♢ RULES ♢ ABOUT ♢ VERSES ♢ TRACKING #CHERIIAKI ♢

[electricea-arc]

"..." A moment of rare realization seems to wash over him as he recognizes the stupidity in refusing help, especially for a wound like this. Grimacing, he gives a tight nod of his head in response.

The wound had been a painful one - and he didn't even know which was worse - just how bad the wound looked, or how damn painful it was to begin with. His instincts wanted him to grip his hand to his knee, but that was just above where the wound was.

Although he had agreed to accept help from this guy, he still had no idea what that help entailed - or if this guy even knew what he was doing, but that was just a chance he would have to take - and the bottles of disinfectant and bandages were already a good sign - and then he heard the question.

"H-Here...? Now...?"

[cheriiaki]

TO BE COMPLETELY FAIR, the red headed teen had been in tougher scrapes, and seen wounds far worse than the ones the other had. It seems it was true, that being exposed to some things for long enough really does make you get used to them. Hearing the hesitation in the other's voice was not what he had expected, but then he remembered that most people flinch at a question like that.

「 Yes, now. 」

NO MATTER THE ANSWER TO HIS QUESTION, he had already started unbagging a sterile cloth to disinfect his own equipment, in particular the needle that was amongst his arsenal to treat the wound before him. A sigh.

「 I'll put it differently; if this wound becomes infected, it's not just going to sting. In fact —— you may not even be able to walk if it gets bad enough. 」

[bingosomen]

clingy stand

[somenintendomusic]

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tell me why don’t we write together

✧: i don’t have ideas so i can’t approach you yet

☼: i have ideas but i’m not sure if you will like them

●: i don’t have high-quality graphics/themes 

✭: my writing might be lacking

❀: i’m shy to approach you

☽: i don’t know how our muses can interact

➤: you seem to be busy for new interactions

ϟ: you write with another person with the same muse and I’m hesitant 

✎: any other reason; write it down

[rpgarden]

from monterraverde

[stay-close]

“I am afraid to show you who I really am, because if I show you who I really am, you might not like it – and that’s all I’ve got.”

— Sabrina Ward Harrison

[cheriiaki]

“Okay, come here. You don’t need to use that face.”

have a hug + @rinascitae // Jotaro

        A SMIRK FLASHED ACROSS HIS FACE the moment the other gave in to the heartbroken face he put on a mere second ago. He had come over all the way from the Speedwagon Foundation in Manhattan to come and visit Jotaro, not to mention what used to be his hometown, before his he had moved alongside his parents to the big city in his teen years.

        BESIDES HEARING ABOUT THE stand arrow, there was almost no word from Jotaro while he was there, and it worried him. Luckily with permission, he was allowed to go visit, making sure as to not have Jotaro informed of it so it'd be a surprise, yet when Jotaro opened his hotel room door, he seemed less than enthusiastic about it. Was the situation really that bad?

        IT DIDNT TAKE LONG HOWEVER for Noriaki to convince the other to let him in for a hug after not having him seen in so long. Having Jotaro stay in the place he once called home was a strange feeling, though, but he hoped that maybe after all this was over, they'd have some time to just enjoy the summer there, together.

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me: *entire face is red* what are u talking about i’m not embarrassed

[cheriiaki]

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one word prompts + @fiiorire

                「 Mista, I want you to do me a favor—— 」

        THREE REAL REVOLVER BULLETS were in his hand when he opened it to him.

                「 I want you to shoot me, using these. 」

        A 10 METRE DISTANCE SEEMED FAIR, given these would be real bullets. Noriaki would have enough time to shield himself from them using Hierophant Green, but the cause for the little experiment was something that worried him.

        A SHOT RINGS OUT. Hierophant's barrier goes up, but despite being squarely in the bullets trajectory, it breaks through the appendages, the bullet grazing by Noriaki's head. A disapproving frown starts to form on his face before shouting——

                「 —— Again! 」

        A SECOND SHOT is heard,and this time the bullet's trajectory lines up with his shoulder, but this time he'd stop it for sure. He braces for the impact on hierophant's barrier this time, but falls backwards as the bullet lodges itself inside his shoulder, throwing him backwards.

        HE COULDN'T COMPREHEND WHAT was happening, why Hierophant wasn't able to stop a measly bullet. He's been in bigger binds than being shot at by a normal gun, for example, far more powerful stands he's had to defend himself against. Sex Pistols would have been interesting to train against, but at this point maybe he should be glad. He wondered if it was maybe because he knew he wasn't in mortal danger?

        IN RESPONSE TO BEING SHOT in the shoulder, he grit his teeth, and stood up before shouting for Mista to aim for his head, for this time, he would stop that bullet. He knew he would.

        THE FINAL SHOT that rang out that afternoon was heard in the vicinity. What about a double barrier? That would certainly do it, but before Noriaki could admire his brilliant plan working, something pushed him to the side and onto the ground, and besides falling onto the shoulder a bullet just got lodged into, he feels his barriers ripping apart, the bullet ripping through the air where he had stood.

                「 — G-Giorno? What are you doing here? 」

[gazelessmenagerie]

“Trauma permanently changes us. This is the frightening truth about betrayal. You never really get over it. At best, you grieve and make some kind of peace with it. But a major life disruption leaves a new normal behind. There’s no going back to who you were before.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

[herzspalter]

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VIRULENZAA & FIIORIRE : independent roleplay blogs for pannacotta fugo & giorno giovanna of jojo's bizarre adventure part 5: vento aureo. as written by sibel & jo.

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Last train home. By Nakaetsu786

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