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Conférence de David Keenan (trad. Valentine Leys) • 13/12/14 • Manifesten • NH12 ©Pierre Gondard
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Conférence de David Keenan (trad. Valentine Leys) • 13/12/14 • Manifesten • NH12 ©Pierre Gondard
#Marseille, un jour gris, comme un autre.
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✺ - saucy text
√ - long winded confessing text
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TO: D. Brando
FROM: J. Joestar
I never noticed how expansive the teacher’s lounge was… until I found myself alone.
Completely alone, where I will be for about three more hours to finish paper work.
.. I could always use a break, however.
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TO: D. Brando
FROM: J. Joestar
It’s early in the morning… my phone tells me it is 3. You’ve long gone home… I wish you hadn’t. Rest has been easier lately because of you…. But when you are absent, nights are difficult and I feel teased in knowing how to feels to lie beside you. I hope none of this wakes you… I would hate for you to be kept awake by me. … ..I miss you, Dio.
Don't leave.
He couldn’t help but blink in surprise. Dio Brando, the complete enigma, constantly kept him questioning, and this request was no different. Though small - simply two words - it held so much value between the two of them. It was a quiet one from hushed lips, yet still held enough intensity that he could tell just how serious it was. In his voice, Jonathan heard a desperation he had only just begun to grow familiar to; something in his heart cracked.
Don’t leave.
He wouldn’t. He couldn’t.
start the fire ★ dio
The last few weeks had been very, very strange.
Following the... event in the pet store, Jonathan had gone home with not only a new pet (which he had now dubbed Danny) but something else new entirely. What was between he and Dio was still up for explanation; it didn't really help that since then, he hadn't actually seen much of him. Between teaching and the end of the year finals Jonathan was swamped with work - most often than not, he found himself falling asleep over grading deadlines and lesson plans to make sure his students were getting the most out of their educations. Barely spending any time away from the university kept him exhausted most of the time... but this weekend he had worked hard enough for a break, and had two full days of relaxation to do with what he chose.
He found himself on the veranda, reading a favorite book. The weather was pleasant and perfect for spring; Danny snoozed peacefully in a sunny spot on the grass beyond him. Birds chirped and fluttered to give life to the crisp air; he could breathe it in and feel it cleansing his entire body of stress. The cherry on top was the delightful cup of tea that sat poised on the coffee table beside him, and as he took a sip, he wondered if this moment was actually real. It was the first time he had felt real peace since--
Even he couldn't help but close his eyes and blush at the thought, though he was alone in the privacy of his own home and his own thoughts. Despite the heat that had grown between them in the store, the night had progressed to be something much more tame than he could have imagined. Additionally, it came as a relief. Dio came home with him and slept, literally slept, beside him the entire night... perhaps because Dio knew that's what Jonathan really wanted following the emotional moment they shared. Both were equally exhausted, as well. It was some of the best and most restful sleep he could remember in a long time, as innocuous as the entire thing was. Waking up had been disappointing; he remembered turning over to an empty bed and wondered it if was all a dream. Maybe.
He imagined it best, given that reaction, to give Dio his space. Though it had been a very taxing discovery on Jonathan's end, Dio probably felt similarly overwhelmed despite his usual cool demeanor. He had noticed a crack in his stone cold resolve, which of course was only welcomed with open arms, and yet completely understood that Dio didn't view things the same way he did. Honesty was something Jonathan truly appreciated, especially between the people in his life that mattered most, but Dio was much different than he in every possible way, which made everything about their union eccentric. But that had been established; they both knew how strange it was, he imagined. It was now about moving forward and choosing what to do with it.
A lot of his previous anxiety had thankfully settled. In the moment, his heart had bled and he was scared, positively frightened, at the idea of having ruined his relationship with Dio. This of course was a bit ridiculous considering the reception from the other man, but Jonathan was not at his wits during their messy burst of passion. Most of that logic seemed to just pass itself from his lips to Dio's being; he wondered, then, how Dio was taking all of this. Just as the worry grew, he silenced it, returning to his book. No sense in being this way without any kind of resolution. The lack of conclusion did bother him - ambiguity did not fit in well with his gentleman's values - but for now, he knew it was best to stay here in his relaxed state, thinking of Dio fondly and remaining positive.
These thoughts slowly brought him to where he now napped on the veranda; his book laid lazily on his abdominals, a hand rested on his chest while the other arm cradled his head and temporarily, the gentle giant was truly content . . .
Questions [closed @ DIO]
"I apologize", he starts, "for I am about to say something selfish... It has been a long day."
Granted it's part of the path he has chosen himself to listen them but today he has been sitting in confessional than ever before. They come to him with their petty concerns - about their love life, friendships... Perhaps about thieving in a shop or small matters like these. Rare are the days when Pucci gets to discuss about things that interests him. About the thoughts that run inside his head.... Surely a God wouldn't mind if he stepped aside the path to rest for a moment?
"I understand that you may have come here with a mind that is possibly heavy with the worries... But could I listen to your concerns earnestly if my own mind is riddled with my own? Will you not lend your ear for a moment?"
His back is facing towards the lattice, eyes towards the cross on the wall before him. In truth he doesn't expect the visitor will listen to him. Perhaps they'll give him the usual 'I don't know' or pretentious, boring philosophies and eventually turn the subject back on themselves.... That's how it usually passes when he tries to instigate a conversation that delves deeper under the surface...
"In this world.... Do you not think there is injustice in it? The disappointments that we face every day.. As small as they may be... What kind of purpose do they serve?"
"If, for example, someone is taken too early, at young age.... What kind of purpose does that serve? Is it a punishment...?"
He leans forward to his hands that are cradled together on his knees. The words are dropping from his mouth faster and faster. The focus that he has is heavy and for a moment it seems like the person behind the lattice has been forgotten.
Priests returns to the moment with a heavy sigh and shakes his head. Silence fills the air - it's given the visitor would be confused. He shouldn't have expected anything else... Clearing his throat a moment Pucci straightens his back and turns to face the person if only from the corner of his eyes still not concentrating enough to recognize the figure.
"....no, I apologize, I was out of line. I shouldn't have said anything."
"Let us forget about that... What brings you here?"
[text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.
TO: Fuck.From: Jotaro
>> Are you wearing those onesies right now? Serious question. Either way, my craving for oreos just died down. Thanks.
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What I like best about this AU
AAA SHIT there are many things but mostly character development space it gives because wow, pucci without memories for instance sure leave nice space to …question everything. It’s interesting trying to rp albeit differently from what you’re used to? Like have different thinking patterns and possibly twist them around…???? Idk. Plus planning the AU was superfun! The whole AU and memory loss of previous life combo just gives neat stuff, idk if i can utilize them well bUT YEAH IT’S NEAT
Also, it’s not really about this AU but i love switching between kaiji and pucci because so different behaviour and speechpattern and everything gosh.
Something about my portrayal that differs from others
*SWEATS* I LITERALLY… don’t…know, I haven’t been reading their accounts that much, just a little bit hehe. Really tho I have no idea.
A reaction icon I will probably never use
ok ooc&jokes aside in threads these are a little… BIa
i have actually lots generally pretty amazing icons, you don’t even know