Jan 10, 2020
snlightovrdrive replied to your post: 6: “Ah, shit boys, it’s STAND NIGHT!” 7: “When...
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5: “No I’m not!! Wah!”
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snlightovrdrive replied to your post: 6: “Ah, shit boys, it’s STAND NIGHT!” 7: “When...
be nice to number five, he’s baby
5: “No I’m not!! Wah!”
❛ Jotaro ! Seniors at school keep calling me coochie, do you have any advice on how I can get them to stop ?
“… they’re calling you what?” it’s enough to stop his hand mid-sentence on a whiteboard. expression just as still, dr. kujo digests the question like molasses. he cannot say he has suffered anything remotely similar; ‘jojo’, while silly to some, is an endearing moniker of sorts. while this…
it is laughable: a doctorate hangs on his wall among other awards and certifications, yet he is so suddenly scant on worldly wisdom. jotaro already knows what he would have done at that unruly age, though it is more than likely the wrong answer. he respects koichi more than that. an adult’s canned answer would be to ignore the name-calling, be the bigger person so to speak.
but, he respects koichi more than that. when jotaro finally replies, there is a flash of the teenage punk who defeated an immortal vampire―and the smile of one, too. “they can’t talk shit if they don’t have teeth.”
@snlightovrdrive from here
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Rainy days always had a habit of being the worst, the air heavy and damp, dropping temperatures that no matter how many layers she put on always pinched her skin with a chill that set her nerves on fire. There was a type of pressure that made her joints ache in a way that made her feel far older then she actually was, made her scar tissue tighten uncomfortably, made her feel a migraine coming on as her ruined eye ached. Yet the worse wasn’t the physicality of it. No, her will was stronger than any wound anyone could ever inflict on her person. No the worse was in the linger emotions it brought, the memories it dredged up. Feelings that sapped at her strength in all senses of the word, made her wonder why she kept going other then pure spite. The world had never wanted her. Yes this world was cruel and merciless, it was unfair but she continued to live. A tugging in her that refused to let her lay down and die, stringing her along like she had somewhere to be, like she had a purpose in her life.
Staring up at this man that easily towered over her from where she was seated, dim eyes rimmed red and puffy as though they were irritated, that ember of defiance that she carried with her sprung alive in her heated teal gaze. Sitting there on the side of the road, looking not too dissimilar to a drowned rat with the way her heavy clothing hung off her body shapelessly, grime smeared on her somewhat gaunt face didn’t really do much to hide the forming bruises from a fight for shelter she definitely didn’t win. Her split lips twitched before pulling into a sneer that definitely wasn’t as intimidating as she wanted it to be, more like a kitten puffing itself up in the face of what scared it.
❝ Your kindness probably comes at a price, Everyone’s does. ❞
Her voice came out in a barely audible croak, features pinching slightly in a manner that made it seem like it was almost painful for her to speak. Estella wasn’t foolish enough to believe he didn’t want anything from her, like a snake playing along with the whims of a mouse simply waiting to strike. His words were pretty but from her experience the more pretty the words, the uglier the truth. She never had the patience to play along with these types of people, nor did she have the energy to entertain him with anything other then tired irritability.
「 @snlightovrdrive 」
Things have gotten easier in Morioh, it seemed after the mess his brother had made has been settled for the most part. After all he had recently won some nice cash, no one to hold him back from spending it wildly besides his own desires. Though, he didn’t mind spending it on something like taking a new friend out to lunch!
“Hey, Koichi! Don’t be shy when ordering once we get there! I don’t mind paying for the meal and drinks here you know-” Okuyasu stated happily, his brows raising his brows. “I really promise it’s good! Might be a little wacky but I promise the results will be great!”
╱ ╱ @snlightovrdrive ASKED ； “ hey, is this person bothering you ? ”
❝ ... maybe. ❞ DREAMERS voice echos —— quietly crimson eyes fixate ‘pon tallers. softly ；lashes flutter ﹠ brunette falls silent. they needn’t speak UNLESS it was IMPORTANT.
snlightovrdrive said: 12. the hug that comes after a rough day / joot
avdol lovingly accepts the affection, along with the exhausted grunt that came with younger man putting almost all his weight onto his elder. even in his whopping old age of thirty eight, avdol is more than capable of holding up the wall of muscle. ❛ how unexpected, jotaro. you must be exhausted. ❜
“I want to know why you care.” / jotaro
“I care because you’re my son and I love you silly! I’m going to care about you for the rest of my life no matter what.
Nothing can make me stop loving you, no matter what you do. ”
↪ snlightovrdrive said: ✿ / gio
you didn’t specify so you get chara.
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