#justachildofthemoon

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"I've been infected,"he gasped, pointing to the horns on his own head.

Joseph’s eyes widened.  He didn’t know what was going on, but he called out Hermit Purple.  Jonah looked vaguely like a Pillar Man.  Oh god.  This was bad.  But it wasn’t the weirdest shit Joseph had ever seen.  Honestly?  It’d been too long since the weird shit that followed the Joestar bloodline around had been in Joseph’s life.  He’d been craving the adrenaline rush of a quest.  Didn’t know why, but he’d definitely been wanting to do that lately.  “Infected?  Okay.”  

He took a few breaths, closing his eyes before humming.  Not trying to summon his hamon.  Not with Jonah.  Not when Jonah was his family.  How could he kill his uncle?

“If this becomes a problem, we’ll deal with it.  We’re Joestars.  Well, I’m a Joestar, and you’re a Brando, but that doesn’t matter.  You’re my uncle, and I’m gonna kick whoever tries fucking with you’s ass.  Got it?”

[noblemanjoestar]

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“It sounds like Greyface magic. It should wear off in time, but I promise to take good care of you until then.” Jonathan replied taking the blond into his harms gingerly with all the care of a loving parent. Having had a small family as a boy, he always hoped to be a father and have a big family himself. This could be good practice for that.

[coollyinterferes]

@jojoingjoseph “He’s in good ‘ands~”

@justachildofthemoon “One step at a time, mate, but I’ll do my best.”

[tameandboring]

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[⚰️]  — “So, to make a really long story short, I can’t be killed. Well, I mean, I can die, but I don’t stay dead.”

“Which is a pain because these assholes keep using me as a lab rat for who knows what. I swear if I have to get turned into a goddamn forest one more time I will punch someone.” — [☠️]

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✞  Pucci had the day off, and he had decided to spend it in the city running errands. His eyes perked up when he heard someone speak with an Italian. It had been years since he had last visited the country, and hearing the language made him a bit homesick. His family used to travel to the country every year to visit their relatives, and he missed the country.

Peculiarly, the stranger soon continued speaking in an American accent. Pucci was feeling friendly today, so he decided to try and strike up a conversation with the stranger.

“Excuse me, are you from out of the country?”

[theoriginal-ultimateblood-a]

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Kars twitched, a piece of them? He had no body parts of them, no, none would have, fabrics of course, he had that. Scents and candles Esidisi had created for him.. Wham of course he had toys he and Esidisi had created.

It enraged him at the thought, yet remained silent for the moment, revealing no emotion at that very point.

“What kind of pieces, I require this ability now. (I need to see them again) What can I do? What can I do to get them back.”

Kars, although the shortest of his spouse and offspring, still towered over this male, and his own scent was intimidating for any sort of vampire of any variety of blood. It did not help with his increasingly darker gaze mixed with vibrant red eyes.

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There was the saying, that Stand users are drawn to each other. But despite encountering several Stand users in the past, Giorno couldn’t say he’d felt a connection quite... like this.

Bumping into the stranger had been an accident, but as he turned to apologise, he actually had to pause. Something about the man seemed... almost familiar? Like Giorno should know him, he just wasn’t sure from where.

“Excuse me, this might be an odd question, but... have we met before?”

[ask-my-twisted-creations]

-shrieks at Ilima-

He jolts and turns around. He recognizes those feathers from the pharmacy, and immediately identifies the dinosaur as Jonah. “How do you keep running into me?!”

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