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[hamonhoned]

This is an independent & private writing blog for Joseph Joestar.

I aim to keep this blog extremely private so for here I will rarely ever follow first. I will aim to keep my space very small and heavily curated down to people I trust.

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★ . ꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ . . . ⚡︎ ⋆.˚ Saved by the Sun, you chase the light—enduring the unbearable with bloody grit teeth because bearing it is what we do best. The line between self-sacrifice and slaughter is thinly drawn, walked recklessly on the call of a fate-flipped dime. Blood’ll be spilt by the end of this journey—this I know—but I promise I’ll always make sure it’s mine, & not yours. Between the battles we tend to & the corrupted chaos we try to control, while the dangers continue their wicked dance along the days to the strict tick of a heart’s clock—I hope it's you & me standing together victorious & alive at the very end.

𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 . . . ★ . @/𝑴𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒔 ➠ (𝑪𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒓) 𓂃 𓈒𓏸

[leneemusing]

 SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES 

[ SIT ]  for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed,  keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still. 

[ RISK ]  for one muse to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat. 

[ DISTRACT ]  for one muse to drive while the other gives them head/fingers them. 

[ WATCH ]  for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise. 

[ SUBTLE ]  our muses are cuddling,  sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them. 

[ STILL ]  our muses are cuddling,  receiver begins to feel up sender and tease them. 

[ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements. 

[ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  

[ GAZE ]  our muses are having sex in missionary and the one on the bottom tells them to slow down so they can just look at them for a few moments. 

[ DELAY ]  one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes. 

[ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. 

[ REVERENT ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  sender body worships receiver by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ GRATIFICATION ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  receiver body worships sender by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ MESS ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but sender starts to finger receiver. 

[ RESTART ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but receiver starts to finger sender. 

[ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub. 

[ TENSION ]  one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s. 

[ DISCUSSION ]  for our muses to talk about kinks and figure out their boundaries together. 

[ APPROACHED ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and sender finally broaches the subject to receiver  (  feel free to add dialogue or actions  ) 

[ APPROACH ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and receiver finally broaches the subject to sender. 

[ SUGGESTIVE ]  our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn ons,  kinks,  and what they’re attracted to. 

[ GROUND RULES ]  for our muses to discuss boundaries before trying something new in bed. 

[ OBSERVE ]  for sender to show receiver where and how they want to be touched. 

[ DEMONSTRATE ]  for receiver to show sender where and how they want to be touched.

[ LINE ]  our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating,  but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.  

[ DEBATE ]  our muses are arguing because sender is worried and overprotective of receiver,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end kissing and groping at each other. 

[ CLAIM ]  our muses are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end up kissing and groping at each other. 

[ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ GRADUAL ]  for receiver to slowly undress sender,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ SERVICE ]  our muses just showered together,  sender dries off receiver with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

[ CARESS ]  our muses just showered together,  receiver dries off sender with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

COMMUNICATION

❝  well,  honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me.  ❞

❝  i’ve never tried that before.  but i want to,  can we just take it slow?  ❞

❝  don’t be nervous,  i’ll guide you through it.  ❞

❝  just because i’ve never actually fucked someone doesn’t mean i don’t know what i like.  we have toys for a reason.  ❞

❝  show me what you like.  ❞

❝  can we take a break?  i’m enjoying this i just need a moment.  ❞

❝  can i be on top this time?  ❞

❝  can i be on bottom this time?  ❞

❝  just relax,  lie still and let me take care of you.  ❞

❝  do you think we could try pegging?  i’ve always been kinda curious.  ❞

❝  you can blindfold me but i want my hands free if we do that.  ❞

❝  let me know if the ropes are too tight,  okay?  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready.  if you are too,  i wanna have sex.  ❞

❝  listen,  i’ve wanted to get you in bed since you first smiled at me.  but we don’t have to do this unless you’re sure.   ❞

❝  i’m ready,  but we should set some ground rules first.  ❞

❝  can you use your mouth again?  i really liked that.  ❞

❝  do you like how this feels?  ❞

❝  yes,  i like this.  can you just—  please keep doing that.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to be touched this time,  i just want to focus on you right now.  ❞

❝  i prefer to do the giving if that’s okay?  ❞

❝  i like receiving but,  if you want me to do something i will.  i want you to feel good too.  ❞

❝  you can go harder.  i’m okay,  i want you to.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to have to think or have control.  just,  do what you want with me.  if something is too much i’ll let you know.  trust me.  ❞

❝  do you need me to slow down?  ❞

❝  what can i do to make you more comfortable?  ❞

❝  i know this is really vulnerable for you,  so we can take this as slow as you need.  you’re in control here okay?  ❞

❝  can you just kiss me for a little bit first?  ❞

[hamonhoned]

` ★ *𝑩𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑩𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺 ᯓ ✦ ݁˖ a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body. *incoming ( ⌯⌲ ) . . . Anon

➔ phalanges ( … ) “What is their relationship with touch ?”

Joseph has always had a strong relationship with touch. Used initially as a means of expressing himself, it also serves as his main way of directly communicating, be it by emphasizing and making a spoken point stronger, or by sharing what he can't when words themselves are hard to find. Through handshakes, hands clapping on a shoulder, and bracketing an ally to steady, Joseph views it as a useful method of bridging the gap when that distance is found during heavier moments.

While he is one to use his words when needed, never lacking in bravery (or stupidity) when it comes to sharing his opinions, touch relates to closeness or control of a situation. Most of the time, it's also used as a weapon in the various fights he faces, to put someone off guard by breaching the personal space they keep.

Touch has many different forms for Joseph, from what he understands, as it can be cruel and violent, comforting and reassuring, or even protective of oneself or another. In the way he uses it, it always leans more in the honest direction, where he's very used to comforting others, such as Erina, offering support to Speedwagon or after the battle against Kars, using it as a means to reassure others he'd even survived, that he wasn't a ghost and was still present, living and breathing, rather than being a grim figment.

His relationship may have been slightly scarred and jostled after the loss of one of his hands, as touch was a dangerous, often fatal thing used against people, to eat and consume and take by the Pillar men. But as he grows more used to giving comfort and stability, he is less accepting of it after part 2 out of lingering caution. Still, he tries his best to maintain the facade because the need for closeness, even when he can't feel it beneath some of his calloused fingertips, remains stubbornly present. It'll always be a phantom pain when he swears he can feel the warmth stolen from physical closeness seeping into his fingers, melting into his palms in a way that isn't as dangerous as he remembers it being. It keeps him feeling normal over hyperfixating on loss after everything he endured in earlier years, but those closest know of the weight and coldness that lie beneath the glove he always wears.

All in all, Joseph appreciates touch, views it as an integral part of human closeness and behaviour, as it helps him not only read others to support them, but also as a tool, another weapon in his arsenal, to puppet and tactfully set circumstances up in his favour.

[porunareff]

Some things never change

[myristicisms]

Long days ahead and long days since passed, it's almost laughable if not for the irony of knowing at the end of the month ever so kindly granted to the moron training beside himself under maestra Lisa Lisa wasn't bound to end in disaster and potential death. Perhaps it's cynical of him, to expect @hamonhoned to fail in his promised match against the pillarman ( pillarmen, there were two that put those rings in him... ) but what else is he meant to do? Being realistic is the only thing Caesar had left in the bizarre circumstances he'd managed to find himself in, and realistically speaking, the likelihood of being able to surpass not one but two ancient warriors with just a month of training...

The blonde had been devoted in his own for the last four years and he barely managed to escape with his life, had it not been for Joseph's cunning and ridiculous ability to get under people's skin - Caesar hates to admit it but that moron saved all three of them that night with his bluffing, and even with that bluffing there's no lying about how much progress the younger man was making in his own training. Both of them were flourishing under their teachers' guidance, Joseph's teacher being far crueler than his own but there was no denying an improvement in both men's abilities.

That improvement should be something celebrated, shouldn't it? Coach Lisa Lisa wouldn't need to know, Caesar had convinced himself it would be fine to sneak into the wine cellar for a bottle, see if Joseph would want a glass and maybe have a small moment to gloat and honestly what would the harm be? It's an easy day in the morning, easier than the last two weeks anyways and he's sure Joseph wouldn't be stupid enough to drink himself into a hangover or snitch to someone that would tip off their teachers or God forbid their master. That's what he tells himself repeatedly as long legs carry himself to Joseph's room, quiet despite the weight of his body making quick strides in the wake of his rush save for the gentle clinking of wine glasses against each other between his fingers.

The biggest concern outside of being caught is whether Joseph answers his door or not and even moreso if the Brit will allow the blonde to put his mask back on at the end of the night, that's a task that's rather daunting considering the responsibility of helping Joseph in and out of the damn thing between eating and brushing his teeth had been ever so thoughtfully entrusted to him. ( Sorry maestra... ) The tip of his foot gently taps at the heavy oak, deep greens flickering to each side of the hall while he hunches to hide the bottle in his spare hand, nose twitching at the rummaging behind the blockage. Impatience gets the best of his nerves, hushed voice hissing after ten seconds, “ JoJo! Hurry and open the damn door! ”

[hamonhoned]

The situation was dire, no question about it. A gamble led by his usual brand of fool's luck that had panned out in a scenario he couldn't confidently wriggle himself out of. One he couldn't even dream of retreating from… feeling so trapped and tethered to such a strict deadline was unheard of before. Joseph had always been able to turn his fights around or sway the finale in his favour through carefully set and triggered means. This time though… There was no other way. He supposes he's lucky in the sense that he'd charmed them somehow into thinking he could be a worthy opponent, though he attributes it to ancient, unchallenged pride and boredom that'd helped give him a few more weeks of life.

Not much, but still something he could work with. Though between the brutality of the training and the efforts he made, though he never openly admitted or acknowledged them, helped him adapt and grow his skills for the battles to come, to save his life and, hopefully, unravel the mess looming behind the Pillar men and the Aja stone that were bearing down on him. Though he was used to performing the role of a gaudy fool to encourage the underestimation from his enemies, it stung his pride more than he liked to admit these days.

Improvement was there, spurred on through his own efforts, the combined encouragement from his sparring partner and ally, Caesar–though he still couldn't stop the anxious flicker that somehow it may not be enough. All he could do was hope and try to trust in his own skills.

He's idly rubbing at his throat, breath fanning out from behind the mask that remains tightly locked in place, fingertips massaging just above where the damned ring lies of the pair so generously gifted–Joseph heaves out a low grumbled huff of frustration, lips curling in a private sneer of disgust. He scuffs a boot-clad foot along the ground with a too-rough scrape, willing his heart to calm, not to think about how the passing time meant another day closer to the slow poisoning, the rings dissolving. He needed to rest. The next day wouldn't be any easier, and he couldn't afford to waste more time as is.

Before he can brace to fend off another fresh wave of internal self-doubt, he hears it, short, quiet yet loud enough tapping to let him know the owner was here with a purpose, not merely by accident. Odd, but even so, he feels himself latching on with thanks to the offered, convenient distraction, lips easing in their earlier grimace into something far more languid and loosened, amusement quick to drape and cloak over his stance as the Brit moves to stand from his cot. Step by step, he closes the distance to the door, pausing a moment, listening in nosily, before chuckling in mirth at the low hissed demand to hurry it up and open the door. He knew who it was before getting up earlier, but it still made his chest grow warm in amusement, confirming it. Lisa-Lisa was a distant but crucial teacher, and Suzie Q was a frazzled but kind girl, with her attention stretched thin by the other tasks the elder woman entrusted to her. No time on either side, nor was there a reason to be around so late unless something tragic happened.

Only one man would be bold enough to check in, try as he might to deny his care, or at the very least, his friendly concern under more strategic and logically sound justifications. Cracking it open, he bites his teeth together in a muffled clatter, offering a bold arch of his brow to make up for the lack of a visible smile on the screen.

Looking between the wine glasses, he catches light reflecting off the bottle of wine, his gaze slowly lifts to catch on sharp emerald hues in silent question. Well… silent for all of a few seconds before he breaks it with another laugh.

"My, my, Caesar, where's the party?" His head cocks to the side at a slanted angle as he steps aside, offering enough room for the blonde to slip inside with little more issue. The look that follows is sharp, simply inquiring for more info as his own seafoam teal flit back down to the definitely unapproved gifts delicately held between pale, carefully manicured and cleaned hands.

"What are we celebrating?"

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT *  i wrote these with the implication that the sender doesn't say a word before they perform the action. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ tug ] sender tugs receiver behind them during a tense moment

[ pull ] sender pulls receiver out of harm's way at the last second

[ tuck ] sender stares at receiver and quietly reaches up, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind receiver's ear

[ yank ] sender yanks receiver closer to them, ending up in semi-suggestive close proximity

[ steady ] sender grabs receiver's arm to steady them before they fall over

[ walk ] sender moves around receiver and walks closest to the street as they travel down the sidewalk, keeping receiver away from any potential danger in the roadway

[ untied ] sender drops to their knee and starts tying receiver's shoe for them

[ spoon ] sender lifts a spoon towards receiver's mouth, encouraging them to eat

[ trace ] sender traces receiver's lips with their thumb

[ pin ] sender pins receiver to a tucked-away spot in the shadows to avoid being caught

[ neck ] without a word, sender dips down to receiver's throat and kisses them soundly

[ handheld ] sender slips a hand behind their back and grabs receiver's fingers as they stand behind them

[ carry ] without asking, sender takes receiver's heavy bags from them and carries them

[ lock ] sender and receiver lock eyes across the room

[ drink ] sender brings receiver a drink and holds it to their lips, insisting they take a drink

[ reload ] sender reloads receiver's gun for them in the middle of a fight

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shelter receiver from an explosion or attack

[ carry ] sender picks up receiver and carries them off the battlefield and into a safe spot before running back to the fight

[ toss ] from a secret hiding spot only receiver and sender can see as they avoid an enemy, sender silently gestures to receiver to toss them (their gun, something valuable, etc.)

[ stairs ] sender offers out a hand to help receiver ascend or descend a staircase

[ cover ] sender covers receiver's eyes so they don't witness something gruesome

[ fix ] sender comes up to receiver and fixes their collar and/or tie

[ shake ] to convince receiver not to do something, sender hastily shakes their head from a distance

[ watch ] from a distance, sender taps on their watch to show receiver they're running out of time

[ i'll go ] sender gently pushes receiver back, taking charge and insisting they will handle the dangerous task

[ reach ] through a locked gate, sender reaches for receiver's hand

[ ship ] as receiver's ship takes off from the planet, sender waves to them from the ground and watches them leave

[ protect ] after someone threatens receiver, sender rushes over and gets right in their face to protect them

[ punch ] after someone attacks receiver, sender rushes over and punches them in retaliation

[ nip ] sender playfully nips at receiver's neck

[ knuckles ] sender kisses receiver's knuckles in a polite gesture

[ squeeze ] sender gives receiver's butt a playful squeeze from behind

[ danger ] as an all-powerful receiver is about to lose control of their powers and cause massive damage, sender finds their eyes and tries to talk them down

[ goodbye ] without saying a word, sender approaches receiver and kisses them goodbye

[ wipe ] sender wipes a tear from receiver's face

[ location ] without saying anything and giving away the surprise, sender takes receiver to a secret spot

[ hold back ] sender has to hold back receiver from attacking someone

[ game ] sender lets receiver win a game they're playing

[ shower ] sender joins receiver in the shower they're taking

[porunareff]

[arbitriumart]

The Hermit

[nyancrimew]

im doomed by the narrative but the narrative is a bunch of conscious choices i've made in the past

[kosmogrl]

[atealiers]

The Mountain Goats — Sax Rohmer #1

[porunareff]

Final ED feat. Roundabout - key artwork by Daisuke Niitsuma

[porunareff]

[memesbygira]

send "that's what you think of me?" to get my muse's raw, unfiltered opinion of yours.

(specify muse where applicable)

[hollowprompts]

` * 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

➔ you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. ➔ don't move - you're going to make it worse. ➔ it's not that bad. ➔ you saved me once before , now it's my turn. ➔ you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. ➔ i told you not to do that! now look! ➔ you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! ➔ stay with me, okay? stay awake. ➔ i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. ➔ you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. ➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! ➔ there's so much blood. ➔ next time you want to play here , just don't. ➔ stop fighting me and let me help! ➔ you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. ➔ you could have died , what were you thinking? ➔ if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. ➔ you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. ➔ the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.

[jamsmemes]

(     *     BARE BONES.

a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.

skull.   what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?

cheekbone. what makes them smile ?

mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?

teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?

hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?

clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?

scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?

sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?

ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?

humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?

radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?

phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?

spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?

pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?

sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

femur. what drives them forward ?

patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?

tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?

fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?

metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?

[weltenwellen]

Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1913