Some old art for @sixclawsdragon 's fic Heart and Soul from way back when that I don't think I ever posted - here ar all of Giorno's soulmarks, collected together! In order: Narancia, Mista, Abbacchio, Fugo, Trish, Bucciarati.



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Some old art for @sixclawsdragon 's fic Heart and Soul from way back when that I don't think I ever posted - here ar all of Giorno's soulmarks, collected together! In order: Narancia, Mista, Abbacchio, Fugo, Trish, Bucciarati.
Meanwhile, Elsewhere...
(A collage of all the illustrations for the Elsewhere Epilogue of Cherries and Butterflies!)
"What are you saying." Kakyoin whispered, having a very strong suspicion but needing it confirmed nonetheless.
Jotaro looked at him with the sort of intensity that made skin prickle and breath shorten and hearts race.
"Sorry, mostly." He finally said. "For making you wait 20 years for this."
(For Chapter 30 of Cherries and Butterflies!)
And when they kissed again, time didn't stop even the slightest, only continued at its usual pace; and under the circumstances, that was infinitely preferable.
(For the Elsewhere Epilogue of Cherries and Butterflies)
An angsty little "oh, wouldn't it bad if that had happened" comic as a gift for @nemesisvariant for the RWCW Secret Santa exchange!
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Light-hearted bonus:
"I think," Suzie said softly, petting her daughter's hair, "our guardian angel might have been watching over us, after all."
There were still a few bubbles floating in the air behind them - and whenever a stray beam of sunlight hit them, their surfaces shone and glittered in a thousand colours.
"Perhaps he was, Suzie." Joseph agreed solemnly. "Perhaps he was."
(For the Elsewhere Epilogue of Cherries and Butterflies)
(And perhaps, reflected in the rainbow shimmer of soap and hamon and a trick taught over half a century ago, one person more, always and forever watching over them with a love as boundless and eternal as the sea.)
(From the First Intermission Chapter of Cherries and Butterflies)
Stone Ocean, here we go!!!