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prince-giogio: first of all. victory rolls. secondly, its not being conceited im just speaking the truth
❝ Whatever you say dunkin’ donuts. ❞
prince-giogio: my ladybugs are more expensive than your life so you can talk all you want
❝ I wonder what it’s like to be this conceited. I wonder what it’s like to look yourself in the mirror and think ‘man i’m gonna do my hair krispy kremes style today’ or in this case everyday. ❞
❝ Gee whiz that hurt. Oh man my feelings have been shattered. I don’t think I can go on. Someone with ladybugs on their nipples just insulted my fashion taste. Whatever shall I do. ❞
Asshole:
DIO had decided he would spend the night today in the streets instead of being stuck in his mansion. He knew it was foolish with the looming threat of the Joestars approaching ever closer but he needed to get away from his henchmen’s annoyance. From the useless vampire to Enya’s constant reminders made the vampire think of killing them all and sucking all their blood to heal his neck wound.
He knew better and announced that he would be roaming the city. Enya and the weak vampire both protested but he silenced them with a few threats before embarking. Of course he wouldn’t be foolish enough to engage his foes if he were to meet them.
Moving with the crowd going home, DIO thought about cutting through them all when he bumped into someone. Looking down, he saw it was a woman. Compared to most, she wasn’t beautiful. She may have if she didn’t turn to substance abuse. What a waste of life. Acting as if he didn’t hear her, he began walking away when he saw something on her back.
A star. The same star that was on his own back and the back of every Joestar. She must be…
“Stop right there, woman.” He reached over and held onto Jenni’s shoulder.
Brushing past the man sharply, she started to go on her way, flicking at a lighter as she took a cigarette out. She didn’t need this bullshit today. For once she could find peace in not being around her mother. But that peace was cut dead as a small reached for her shoulder. The sudden jolt it gave her made the girl call out her stand, turning her head to star daggers into the man’s features. What the hell did he want? Did he want a fight?
❝ Let. Go. ❞
She didn’t move to the offensive, not yet. Really however, she couldn’t. If anything she was using her stand as a bluff to make the taller male back off. She had little figured out about her stand, all she knew for certain was it could turn plush animals into weaponry. Jerking her shoulder forward, she turned and glared at the man. Just her luck, did she piss off some billionaire or something? There was always those pompous oil tycoons around but she didn’t thing Egypt had any. He didn’t... Really look like one either- what was his issue?
❝ You have five seconds to explain why you want my attention because I have places to be asshole. I don’t need some piss yellow looking fashion disaster wasting my time. ❞
Her words had an edge to them, laced with venom. She wasn’t in the mood for this shit.
ooc. listen ok listen she’s the daughter of dio it counts ok it fffucking counts let me have this just this once.
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Damn her mother.
Damn that bitch to hell and back.
She hated her, she hated her so much. The way she dictated what she did with her life- the way she broke her down and kept her down. The woman was a monster and she hated her. Her mother was all she had for family however, it’s not like her fucker of a father was ever around.
She didn’t even know him.
Her mother wouldn’t tell her anything about him, no matter how hard or subtly she tried to ask. She was secretive and elusive and it made her all the more uncomfortable to be around the dastardly woman.
Why did her father decide to leave her with this wench? Did he hate her? She wasn’t even born- how could he hate her when she’s never taken a breath of air. Perhaps he’s just as bad as her- maybe even worst. That was a hellish thought to think. But she was determined to figure out who the bastard that damned her life to her mother.
That determination landed her in Egypt- she didn’t know why she decided to go there- her mother seemed very adamant of dragging herself along anyways, saying that she didn’t trust Jenni by herself. She didn’t know whether she should be appreciative or insulted. The girl was 22 after all.
In the midst of the crowd in Cairo’s night, she lost sight of her mother. Good fucking riddance. However the next moment she was face to face with a total stranger. the star-shaped birthmark on her back could be seen by anyone who looked.
❝ Move out of my way. ❞
Stand User: 「JENNI FOXX」 Stand Name: 「ALL MEN ARE PIGS」
Idiot Bitch:
❝ SO YOU WERE EXPECTING NO RETALIATION AFTER YOU BUMPED ME? WHAT AN IDIOT WOMAN YOU ARE. ❞ Oh, her anger has lessened and was now replaced with an unconvinced, arrogant tone. Yukako’s eyelids are lowered at Jenni, orbs tinting with the still lingering anger. When her plush..animal THING disappeared, Yukako’s hair no longer had nothing to grab onto but the air, and therefore it dropped, and Yukako shortened in length until it was back to it’s normal extent, even before Jenni tainted it with her DISGUSTING hands and threw it at her.
❝ Yeah sure, whatever helps you sleep at night girly. ❞
What a teenager thing to say, in the next few years she’s gonna realize how fucking stupid she sounds, Jenni didn’t have any time for that, so at the most convenient moment she walked away. She walked away and didn’t look back. This was so tiring- how can a person like that exist? How can someone not spend their entire day exhausted if they’re that easily offended? Jenni may be easily angered but she was also a very lazy person- and being that way she’s too lazy to even be mad at people. It was an easy way of life- she only got mad at the necessary things, no reason wasting her energy on a fruitless fight. Yet that’s what she did for most of her day.
This was an exhausting day and she can’t wait to pass out on a plane back home.
Coffeehouse Woes:
The flavor did caught his attention and for good reason . Dorian never had Soy before so this was a first . It was not his , so the experience is dimmed out . His drink didn’t had traces of creamer , milk or anything . Just an iced up espresso with a subtle hint of cane sugar and cinnamon . Anyone who had this and had Dori’s cup will be miffed to see this even in contempt of the male only taking small sips . An astonishingly high pain tolerance yet is taking baby sips of a hot drink . To be fair , trying to chug down a searing cupful is not recommended for some sort of logic …
He twisted the drink around to find a name of the person this beverage belong to . Apparently , it was a girl named Jenni . Why did the bartista confused him to a woman is above him . Dorian puts it down as he laid an elbow on the table , a palm of his covering his face hazed with frazzled dismay . There goes 10 dollars … God hope that the one who has his coffee is satisfied for what they got .
Suddenly , a woman with light hair walked next to him with a concoction held by her slender digits . A long bobcut draped the side of her eyes and ears and a look running through Dorian . She was pretty . A beautiful woman who has the same brand of fatigue Dori carried for the whole morning .
Huh . So she’s the Jenni for that lightly touched Soy Coffee . Maybe she won’t know that his lips touched it . He doubts it considering he is the first individual she’s seen with her pick-me-up .
If only it was so ease for him . It never was for him . She better not be livid .
❛ I believe that’s yours on this table ? ❜
She however hadn’t even drank the coffee she held. What threw her off was the immediate view of the tag. So checking the name, she indeed confirmed that the espresso did not belong to her. It was rather easy to track down who had her’s though, not many people were in the coffee shop so early in the morning except for business men who wanted nothing but to get going to their commute to the office. Placing the cup down on the table, she quickly picked up her own. She wasn’t angry, no, she was too tired for that. Just mildly annoyed at the barista.
Reading the name on the tag she nodded slightly and took a sip, ah yes, a nice soy coffee. Just how she liked it. She looked over to Dorian and rolled her shoulders slightly, moving her head side to side to crack her neck. She’s had a long couple of days.
❝ Yeah, this one’s mine. Really need it. I’ve been up for two days straight. ❞
She yawned immediately after her sentence, tears pricking at her eyes from the intensity. Holy fuck was she tired. But she can’t pass out now- she needed to stay awake for the rest of the day so she can go to bed at a more reasonable time than seven in the morning. The girl took another sip. Yep. That’s very definitely soy. She was glad too, any drink of Dorian’s coffee and she’d be home sick with a stomach ache.
❝ I don’t know how someone could mistake the names ‘Jenni’ and ‘Dorian’ with each other but I guess that half awake barista did. So hi, I’m Jenni, no I’m not lactose intolerant I just can’t handle dairy products. ❞
She rarely ever has the problem of mixing up beverages at the coffeehouse, but when she did, that’s usually the first question people have before she left.
Kakyoin:
“Quite the talkative one, aren’t you,” he stated, his blank expression never wavering. At first, he wasn’t interested in her as a person in the slightest. Anyone who worked for DIO must suffer punishment. It didn’t matter what kind of person they were. That was the rule he had set for himself. The rule he had been living by since he had left on this trip.
But. She had actually said something interesting. It was unexpected, perhaps… especially to Kakyoin, someone who had lain with the man himself.
“You’re speaking of DIO?” He asked carefully. He kept Hierophant Green close as he continued to stare her down.
Father? DIO was… her father? What?
Truth be told, Kakyoin was struggling to process such a thing. This girl was around his age, wasn’t she? The idea that DIO had a daughter that was Kakyoin’s age was actually revolting. Especially after intimate Kakyoin had been with the man. The boy now felt discomfort deep in the pit of his stomach, though it didn’t reach his fair features. Was this a lie? No. Likely not. There was no point.
Should he just attack her? If she was truly the daughter of DIO, then she would be a threat. Yet… she didn’t seem hostile. It was throwing Kakyoin for a loop. Still, he stayed guarded. Kept his distance. Watched her carefully.
“There is absolutely nothing I have to say to you if that is the case,” he stated. “I am not some plaything to ease your boredom.”
❝ Of course I’m speaking of DIO. He’s my father- my biological one. It’s quite odd figuring that one out. After mother threw me out the bastard scooped me up and tried to raise me into one of his little pawn’s against you. I don’t have much care for his affairs personally. It’s given me a bad name. I can no longer talk to any stand users without them becoming either hostile towards me or questioning me about my father. ❞
She was lying for the most part- she cared a lot about her father and his problems and would gladly kill Kakyoin on the spot for him- but she was an inexperienced stand user and she’s fail immediately. So with her natural affinity for the art of deceit, she played off the notion that a child isn’t like their parent. Hopefully it worked because she really didn’t want to deal with Hierophant Green right now.
❝ Plus even if I really did want to kill you I’d be at the disadvantage. Again, your stand is like a deathtrap and mines is barely developed at all. Seriously. I’d show you but I’m afraid you’d might shoot one of those emerald splash things at me the moment I called it out. ❞
It was true- her stand really was as weak as she sold it to be. It can’t even throw a punch like The World or stop time- instead it had the ability to manipulate stuffed animals into weaponry- stuffed animals specifically, nothing else. It could, however, turn another metal into a stuffed animal. She can make guns and knives but those don’t really help in a stand fight. She could try to just straight up shoot Kakyoin- but that would be a mess.
❝ I didn’t mean to portray it as so- I just wanted someone to talk to. Ever heard of loneliness, Noriaki Kakyoin? Father might talk to his henchmen but he never pays attention to me, any time I remotely try to say a word to him he just waves me off to Ms. Enyaba for stand training or something. It’s boring as hell and with an old fart like that, downright creepy. I want to talk to people- you know, actually be a person instead of some brainless tool? ❞
Freaky Ass Wench:
❝ … ❞
Though her expression was etched with all but happiness, she was unsure of how to react when she saw the other take out a PLUSH ANIMAL from her chest. Her orbs began to follow Jenni’s hand that was holding a child’s toy, seeing it hold it out for the pig to touch. The plush animal morphed into a pair of scissors, and, the realization that she intended to cut HER hair now set into Yukako’s fabricated mind. SHE WON’T LET THAT HAPPEN.
Yukako’s mind swayed away from the aforesaid realization as Jenni’s free hand reached to her locks, pulling it forward with enough strength to make the highschooler stumble forwards, but enough to make her grip on her Stand lessen. The grip was quickly released after, and her glare only intensified as Jenni was blaming the situation on HER.
The REASON this whole thing is happening right now is because JENNI was being ANNOYING. Had she not BUMPED INTO HER SHOULDER, this would have never happened. ❝ What kind of fool do oyu take me for? YOU BUMPED ME right as you were walking away. This is YOUR FAULT. ❞ IT’S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT. How dare she try to pin this situation on her.
With the grip loosened, she dissipated her stand at the drop of a hat. The scissors became a plush animal once more and she stuffed it back in her shirt, rolling her eyes. Why can’t she just give up? Jenni was very ready to actually walk away. She has been for the last ten minutes. But this girl. This annoying ass wench. Sure she was being rude but this girl was being absolutely stupid.
❝ Yeah, I bumped into you. Thanks captain obvious. But I’ve been full and ready to leave you the fuck alone for the past ten minutes. Literally what is wrong with you? I don’t really take you for anything- I couldn’t possibly care any less about you or your freaky ass hair. So just fuck off already. Christ all mighty kids these days don’t know when to fucking stop. ❞
Throwing the girls hair back at her, she started walking away, her words trailing off as she began complaining to herself.. For the love of god just let her walk away, she didn’t want to be responsible for putting a kid in a hospital. She had enough on her plate as it is. If she gets sent to jail she’ll never be able to get out- it’s not like her mother would care. She’d be thankful that Jenni got arrested. Yukako was one hell of a wildcard and she’d be thankful if she never had to see her again.
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Yukako hadn’t even realized that Jenni had materialized her own Stand, created a melee weapon with a stuffed animal and proceeded to cut her own hair until she heard the sound of something being cut. Yukako looked over her shoulder to see what exactly had been severed.
It couldn’t have been her own hair, because she didn’t hear the sounds of Jenni coming forward to grab at her locks(though she was sure she would have been able to feel the sudden grasp and slash of her precious hair).
THAT MUST MEAN SHE MUST HAVE CUTTED HER OWN HAIR. With the subconscious quirk of a a brow, she looks at the thing next to Jenni — A PLUSH PIG. ❝ What is that? ❞ Her tone was more of mockery than it was questioning, because it seemed like she took it out of her pocket and cradled it — like it was a coping mechanism.
With the locks of Jenni’s hair on the floor, she began to mentally question the answer as to why she did it. Did she think that it would HURT HER? That she would be able to feel the slash of her own hair mingled with Jenni’s? Of course not. She didn’t feel a damn thing. Had she not decided to turn around, she wouldn’t even realize that it had been cut.
Did she think that it would remove her hair from her scalp? Yukako’s hair was still engraved into her scalp, it was just shorted, and she elongated it with ease and shot it out with the intent to wrap around the PLUSH PIG THING. She’ll SQUEEZE IT until it BREAKS. On the topic of(unknowingly to her) Jenni’s Stand, she realizes just how UGLY it is. It’s DISGUSTING, especially with those eyes.
She just wanted to get away from this deranged girl. She had quite enough of this nonsensical bullshit and for once she wasn’t even in the mood to start a fight. But this girl seemed to hold one hell of a grudge because she sure as hell didn’t seem to want to leave her alone. How backwards is that? Did she want to have the last laugh or something? Jenni narrowed her eyes even more and glanced to her stand.
The plush pig was large. Huge. It floated idly and had glass-covered eyes that glowed a nuclear green. It’s stitched smile looked eerie against it’s washed colors. Jenni watched as the hair tangled around her stand, squeezing it. A bit of air was forced out of Jenni’s lungs but she was able to stay composed. There was no way she’d be able to make the apparition disappear while in the ‘heat’ of battle, if she could even call this a battle.
Grabbing another stuffed animal from her bosom, she held it out to her stand her touched it as light as a feather. The quite small plush turned into a mere pair of scissors- but she’d make quick use of it.
Actually- no. She wouldn’t cut the girl’s hair. Not yet. She’d do it if it came to it but instead, she just grabbed the girls hair and yanked it forward as hard as she could, letting go immediately after. Hopefully that gave her enough time to disorient the teenager and dismiss her apparition. She just wanted to go home, she wanted to go home. Her stand had little to no fighting power- so fighting this girl would be a bad idea.
❝ Actually- you know what girly I give up. I don’t fucking care about this anymore. Sorry or whatever for hurting your feelings or whatever the fuck. I could literally not care any less for this situation you’re forcing us into. Like just let fucking go so we can both never speak to each other again. I don’t know what kind of fucking ass backwards thought process you got going on forcing us to stay in the same vicinity because I personally don’t want to keep looking at your ratty ass. So just take the fucking hits like a god damn normal human being and go already- I’ve been ready to leave you the fuck alone but here we are girly, I even made extra fucking careful not to cut your hair so I could walk away and not have to talk to you. ❞
This was bullshit and Jenni hated every second of it.
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Ugh. High school. She was glad she recently graduated, the place was a living hell for her. Not like she was accepted into the best of high schools. With her mother’s shitty apartment being in a shitty part of town, she ended up going to a shitty high school where barely anyone even bothered to study or past tests. She was among the five percent who actually graduated. Which was a surprise considering how much she hated going there every day. But it was her spite that fueled her to want a leave as quick as possible. But now she was lost and wandering by the bane of her existence, high school.
She huffed, digging her hands into her pockets and sauntering by. However her reclusive behavior couldn’t spare her the trouble of confrontation.
Now what kind of fuck all bullshit was this?
There were a bunch of teenagers crowded on the sidewalk. What the hell was going on? She needed to walk through there. Cursing to herself, she shouted to the nearest person.
❝ Hey. Boy. What the fuck are y’all doing out here? Some people would like to get through y’know. ❞
Stand User: 「JENNI FOXX」 Stand Name: 「ALL MEN ARE PIGS」
Kakyoin:
He remembered her. Just because he had been under DIO’s influence did not mean he would forget everything that had happened while he had been hauled up in that mansion. He was less like a servant to DIO, and more like a brainwashed captive. But he remembered. He remembered everything that had been done to him in that terrible place. The thought of it only filled him with utter shame.
This girl. He never knew who she really was, nor did he really care. Another servant, perhaps. Another assassin. He cared little for those who worked for DIO. The only person that held Kakyoin’s interest had been the man himself. That beautiful, toxic man… Lord DIO.
“Interesting. I never thought I’d see you again,” he commented. Her name had already escaped him, truthfully. He already had Hierophant Green out. The oceanic Stand loomed threateningly behind him, coupled with that intimidating, stoic expression of his.
He didn’t believe her. Not for a second. Anyone who lived at that mansion wasn’t someone to be trusted, in Kakyoin’s opinion. The boy kept his guard up, waiting for her to give him any reason to attack.
“What have you come for?”
She wasn’t a skilled stand user- if anything, she barely had a grip on what it could do. If she were to try and fight him now- he’d obliterate her in seconds. There’s only a couple things she knew about her stand, anything made of metal can be rendered useless by it, and any stuffed animal can become a viable weapon. The girl stayed in her spot, knowing better than to approach Kakyoin. He’d lash out at her surely.
❝ Father told me not to get involved with the Joestar group- he said to let the assassins do their job. But I have to admit, you all are an intriguing bunch. Having again and again retired many of his henchman. It almost makes me want to tell you where he is just to see how well you’d best him. There’s many things I don’t know about father but I do know he’s ready for your arrival- if you so make it that far. ❞
The daughter of DIO. One of his various hell spawns who litter the world. However only she knew who her father was, she was practically raised by him. But that didn’t mean she was like him- there was a disconnect between her and her father. He cared more about annihilating the Joestar bloodline then getting to know his daughter. Jenni didn’t care- she learned what the world was like by herself, no thanks to DIO.
❝ I’ve come to familiarize myself with father’s enemy. Not for his gain, nor my own. Ever since you and the Frenchman left the mansion, it’s been quite lonely. No one really wanted to talk to me since I’m merely a kid to them or in their way of DIO’s grand prize. I hope they don’t think father would seriously give them that- he’d probably just kill them on the spot, no reason to waste time on mortal affairs. ❞
❝ In short- you can say I’m really bored and looking for something to do. Maybe get myself killed, I’m not quite sure yet. ❞
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The footsteps behind her stopped walking, and she can tell that the quick realization of something sticking onto the skin of her scalp other than her own hair was now setting into the woman. She heard the turn of her heel and the angered glare created by Jenni on her clad back. SHE DIDN’T CARE FOR IT. Now that her hair is latched onto her person, she can control it freely — as if the hundred locks of her gorgeous, jet black hair was still growing out of her own cutis.
When the threat was directed to her from behind, Yukako decided to put her bounded Stand into use — the hair that was shot into Jenni’s head began to harshly PULL on her head, not hard enough for it to rip off completely off of it’s current host.
Maybe if she allows Love Deluxe to pull hard enough, her skin will rip off and she’ll die right here. Maybe. Her anger hasn’t yet reached to the severe heights of when she’ll partake in homicidal ideations. But, with the way Jenni is acting towards Yukako, she’ll be in that stage soon enough.
The pulling of her hair was annoying- it hurt like hell but she wouldn’t give the girl the grace of a reaction. Instead, she clenched her teeth hard and pulled out a stuff animal from instead her bosom- holding the stuffed animal in her hand, in an instant her stand formed behind her, a large plush pig with glowing green eyes. It touched the plush and turned it into a hefty knife.
She wasted no time grabbing her hair, regardless of whether Yukako’s hair was mixed in with it or not, and with a swift movement she tore the blade through her hair, severing it from Yukako. She REALLY had no time for this. Jenni needed to find her mother, this was just a stupid waste of her time.
❝ Don’t waste my fucking time girl. I don’t know what’s going on in that stupid little head of your’s to try and attack me. I’m giving you this chance to walk away and pretend this never happened and hope to god we don’t cross paths again. ❞