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danddymaro · 3 months
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Staying In | Kars x Reader
big boy stays with you
Sweet stuff.
Word count: 352
Staying In
Kars watched as you continued to sleep through the night, unperturbed by any of his movements, at an ease he hadn't thought could be possible near someone like him.
-For a prey like you to be so trusting ; there was certainly some sort of amusement there for him to muse over.
But of course, he wasn't too surprised.
You were the exception to many of his doubts, a constant reminder of how beautiful humans could be.
-You were truly a rarity to come across, and he appreciated your very existence, as he did most creatures that basked under the sun.
His large hand lightly ghosted over your head, occasionally petting you with a contemplative sigh as he considered slipping out of your home again.
The illumination of the forgiving moon called out to him as it was the only time he could explore freely. His old friend smiled down at him, luring him, yet he resisted.
You wouldn't be aware, only slightly upset when you saw him again, but too grateful to have him return to dwell in it.
He knew you well enough to know that you wanted more time with him, you were sentimental and needy in that way.
-Not that he minded much.
After all, It's the custom as he's never stayed longer than a few gracious hours. Though, he's been willing to extend that time lately.
You're fortunate to have claimed a part of his heart, a piece that was growing furthumore as time progressed.
"I suppose…" he murmurs as he leans down, his lips pressed to your shoulder as he takes a second longer to consider his options before ultimately deciding to stay.
" These few hours will belong to you," he declares with a touch of gentle delight before it takes him a moment to settle, to try and fit close to your smaller frame as he tests out holding you close, your entire body shifting in silent complience he finds to his favor.
If he were inconsiderate, he'd let out a hearty laugh as you immediately cuddle close to him, clutching his hand to your chest and between your two arms that hold it lovingly.
"My precious little gem," he softly says as he holds you from behind, cocooning you with his larger body and falling waves of plum that gently caress your skin.
"I'll stay with you longer,"
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devilioadskin · 1 month
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Joseph probably asked it ngl
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wesaier · 6 months
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Just some Kars sketch
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alien-bottle · 1 month
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Kars: NO!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO OBEY ME!!
The Seven Stones of Aja:
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herzspalter · 11 months
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Kars and two friends
Commission I got to do!! Thank you so much for your patience!! And for introducing me to your guinea pigs!
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soutzouart · 4 months
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An illustration depicting Kars witnessing the sunrise for the first time
(Inspired by Sibelius’ Symphony no. 2 and specifically the 4th movement)
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jojo-phase · 6 months
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battle tendency 🦾☀️
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yeenesm · 10 months
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Awaken, my Masters!
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shiroyamaberserk · 7 months
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Do you like JOJO? I'm making Berserk art mainly but also JOJO art! Here is the Kars in Mucha style. I hope you like my JOJO fan arts too❤
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danddymaro · 2 years
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Love | Kars x human Reader
reader is human, obviously. 
kinds short// fluffy in it’s own way.
Word count: 1024
Love
Loose, plum strands of silk coil around your fingers, watched by attentive eyes as you marvel at the perfection of what is something as simple as locks of hair wrapped around your digits. 
Against your flesh the color looks beautiful, but not as alluring as it does against the naturally tanned flesh of your darling who is seated, allowing you such a privilege.
The scarf he wears is discarded, neatly placed to the side as he exposes his horns to you in privacy, just so you can run your fingers through his hair.
All so you can pamper him, a luxury not just his, but of your own as you are free to touch him in a way that no one else would dare to and ever has.  Aside from his closest confidants, your eyes are the only ones to ever see him so bare, and with such an intimate right.
Despite having had servants to cater to him in the past, they are not allowed to meet his gaze. They are not allowed to bring their eyes up to his own, much less  the polished points.
He feels a little tickle as you brush away so tenderly, even morso as you part his hair  in two, then three from one to form a braid.
He sits before a large mirror, his eyes closed as his cheek is touched by his knuckles while he relaxes in a seemingly bored fashion, waiting for you to finish as the sound of soft hums mildly entertains him during the pastime. 
It’s a habit of yours he finds cherishable, similar to that of a little bird with it’s happy chirps to celebrate life.
The long tresses fall onto him as you decide what portions to use and silently, as the last descends, magenta eyes slowly open,  keenly watching you, observing how sweetly you gaze at his every detail.
He's one to be admired, to be followed, worshiped even.
he's confident in that, and yet, as much as he is certain of that worship he receives, there's just something especially endearing about your attentions.
There's something that he cannot get from anyone else that he does with your gaze.
Your touch.
Your attention.
You're love.
'Love,' he muses over such a thing, such a concept that he's never quite been able to comprehend, or rather, experience.
He knows what it is, but by definition only.
He’s never considered it to be a necessity inn his life, nor his quest, and it’s only because of you that he muses over the affection.
 Even before, as his people were slain by his own hands, his own parents falling into such a demise, he felt only a small bit of something.
- Something not close to regret, but certainly amongst the feelings of upset.
With as much beauty which shines in your eyes when you say the word around him, he cannot imagine it would be anything close.
He wondered if perhaps it was a thing of species.
 After all, humans are so much more...softer.
With their own young they are much more caring and nurturing.
'Love?' he wondered, quickly moving past such thoughts, deciding to not revisit such memories, because those worthless beings, so willing to succumb to such weaknesses and simply settle are not worthy of a second thought.
Those willing to easily turn their back on him, they aren't worth consideration, not a second thought in his opinion.
'Our own...' he starts, ever so devout in gazing at you as you look over his shoulder to the accessories on display, 'Our own will never be so content,' he promises.
‘They will know light,’ he continues, ‘Our offspring will prosper. They will reach beyond the skies, they will know the glory of the sun, their conquering over it just as I  soon will, ' he thinks so vainly, that is until he realizes that he's started to think of children ;
With you.
There's a look that crosses him, one you notice as your eyes ghost over his features, over the sudden frustration he wears and that makes his beautiful mouth form a pout.
You wouldn't imagine that he's considering something beyond the two of you, that he's trying to find a way to ensure you make it far past the meager existence of a human. 
- because you're his. 
You're his mate, the one being that makes him wonder what love is, and if it's that, that has him so utterly drawn to you that he feels illogical shivers when your scent is clung to his flesh and every fiber of his clothing.
Your scent draws him in, and as he's close your emitting warmth has him somehow surrounded as though cocooned by you entirely, a sensation so divine he dares not speak of it and its overwhelming nature.
There's a knit to his brows that has you filled with question before he releases a soft sigh that then leaves him with a gentle smile, the expression rather lovely in its simplicity and rarity.
And it has your concern suddenly gone.
Your hand reaches past him towards the various gems and cuts of gold that have them secured, your mind then preoccupied with which would be the perfect pick, with what would suit him best, something he leaves to your liberty.
Of all the pillarmen, he's the proudest of his appearance, and for him to give you the choice as to what decorates him is rather touching, and it's a duty you take to heart.
So, you never pick without the utmost consideration, something he's taken notice of, and it's yet another thing he takes in with fondness.
You, his mate, perhaps his love, are irreplaceable.
You are one and only, perfection in your own right, and he cannot fathom exitance in a world where you are not there.
Kars the Pillarmen then decides to put a new definition to love, because it’s the only thing he thinks of in association. 
And it’s you. 
You are the definition, and you are as precious as the Red stone he long seeks, so beautiful and brilliant, only and meant for him.
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devilioadskin · 1 month
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It was just a homework, but I inserted Kars inside.
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wesaier · 8 months
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He's just watching
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alien-bottle · 5 months
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!!EASY BREEZY!!
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natade-art · 8 months
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did i ever post purse dog mom kars. the reason kars is actually my favorite jjba villain is because he killed a guy to save some ugly little dog
ID: a drawing of Kars from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure in purple and pink tones, wearing his coat from early part 2 but with his hair unbound, crossing his arms and looking down at the viewer disdainfully. From one arm hangs a pink heart-decorated purse with a small white dog poking his head and front paws out. end ID
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Welcome to me painting every Jojo villain part two finally !! I’m so good at drawing automobiles
See the Dio painting here
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dirtyfox911911 · 7 months
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Pillarmen trying to settle in modern society and Wamuu goes to high school or something
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