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[morallyinept]

Every Pedro character and every single line they say.*

Exactly what it says on the tin! A list of every Pedro character and their full dialogue/lines. I'm putting this together, mostly as a writing source.

Sometimes, referring to an original character's dialogue can help when trying to write for them. For example, you can see patterns in their speech, words they favour to use over again etc... So, I hope this proves useful for anyone writing for Pedro's Characters. Or if you just want to simply read the dialogue for fun.

☝🏻This will be updated regularly, and when new characters are added to Pedro's portfolio of works.

*List does not include certain adverts, skits, voiceovers, guest appearances on shows/SNL, or table/script readings.

Please see below for all the Pedro characters in TV, podcasts and film. Translations included.

Enjoy! 🖤

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In alphabetical order:

TV & FILM:

Billy - Iris

Clint - Freaky Tales

David - Window Shopping

David Portillo - Homeland ALL EPISODES

Dave York - The Equalizer 2

Dieter Bravo - The Bubble

Din Djarin - The Mandalorian ALL EPISODES & THE BOOK OF BOBA FETT EPISODES

Ed Indelicato, Detective - Wonder Woman UNAIRED

Eddie The Freshman - Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Ezra - Prospect

Francisco 'Catfish' Morales - Triple Frontier

Frederick Mercer - Charlie's Angels UNAIRED

Goth Guy - Earth vs. The Spider MINIMAL LINES

Greer, Special Agent - L&O SUV

Greg - Undressed

Gregor New - Good vs. Evil

Jack Daniels, Agent Whiskey - Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Jay Castillo - Red Widow ALL EPISODES

Javier Gutierrez - The Unbearable Weight Of Massive Talent

Javier Peña - Narcos ALL EPISODES

Joel Miller - The Last Of Us ALL EPISODES

Juan Badillo, Agent - Graceland ALL EPISODES

Kyle Hartley - CSI

Kyle Wilson - Without A Trace

Liam - Nikita

Lucien Flores - The Univited

Marcus Moreno - We Can Be Heroes

Marcus Pike - The Mentalist ALL EPISODES

Maxwell Lord - Wonder Woman 1984

Max Phillips - Bloodsucking Bastards

Nathan Landry - The Good Wife ALL EPISODES

Nico - House Comes With A Bird

Noah - I Am That Girl

Oberyn Martell - Game Of Thrones ALL EPISODES

Omar Assarian - Lights Out

Ortega, Special Agent - The Sixth Gun UNAIRED

Oscar Castro Varga - Exposed UNAIRED

Paul, Maître'D - The Adjustment Bureau MINIMAL LINES

Paulino - Sweet Little Lies

Pedro Across The Street - Calls

Pero Tovar - The Great Wall

Pietro Alvarez - If Beale Street Could Talk

Reggie Luckman - L&O Criminal Intent

Ricky Hauk - Touched By An Angel

Santos - Drive Away Dolls TBR

Shane 'Dio' Morrissey - NYPD Blue

Silva - Strange Way Of Life

Steve - Hermanas

The Thief - Casillero Del Diablo Wines ALL COMMERCIALS

Steve - Nurse Jackie

Ted Garcia - Eddington

Tim Rockford, Detective - Merge Mansion ALL COMMERCIALS

Tito Cabassa - L&O

Veracruz, Comandante - Burn Notice: The Fall Of Sam Axe

Zach Goffman - Body Of Proof

Zach Wellison - Brothers & Sisters

PODCASTS:

Dan Landry - Motherhacker

AWAITING CONFIRMATION OF ROLE:

Materialists - Character TBC

Gladiator 2 - Character TBC

☝🏻New characters will be added as and when new projects are released.

If I've missed any, or there is one you would specifically want to see, please let me know. 🖤

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[ossifer-bones]

The question of Cassiopeia

Cassiopeia was the founder of the Sixth House, the Fourth Saint to serve the King Undying, and seemingly not perfectly loyal to him: it was on her instructions—created prior to her death—that the House she founded withdrew from the Empire, transporting its facility away with the aid of five hundred and thirty two obelisks. Why?

What is her current status?

Cassiopeia is dead, according to Mercy. She was torn apart by ghosts whilst luring the physical portions of a Resurrection Beast into the current of the River—specifically Resurrection Beast Number Seven, Varun the Eater.

Mercy is not averse to lying. Mercy witnessed this happen from the bank of the river, as she was nowhere near as immersed as Cassiopeia was, and thus we also don't know if her recollection of events is accurate. We don't know how long ago this happened, either. Pyrrha also asserts that Cassiopeia is dead, but we don't know how accurate this is, because she was compartmentalised within G1deon most of the time, and may have received this information from an unreliable source.

The characters, besides Camilla, also thought that Palamedes was dead. Harrow could not believe his survival. As for how he survived? He made a bubble in the River:

This bubble, created with a single thereom, relied on the use of spirit magic:

Ninth, this place is powered by one single theorem, held together with the fragility of spirit magic.

What was Cassiopeia's specialty, again? Spirit magic. And she was no ordinary spirit magician, she was Augustine's superior!

And she could use theorems while in the River. This feat was only replicated by Harrowhark, whose parents harnessed the power of the thanergy bloom resulting from the killing of two hundred to guarantee she would be born necromantically capable, resulting in her being a staggeringly powerful adept. Cassiopeia is possibly the most powerful spirit magician we know of.

If there was anyone who would be able to replicate Palamedes' creation of a bubble in the River, achieveable with a single theorem? it's Cassiopeia. Who's to say she isn't alive in some regard? Cassy played long games.

What is Cassiopeia's long game?

Now, we don't know the context in which this exchange took place, but the entire Dios Apate plot was only made possible because of Cassiopeia's sharing a tidbit about blood wards to Mercymorn:

Dios Apate Major was the direct result of Cassiopeia's action of sharing this knowledge. Why did she share it? Did she intend for it to be weaponised?

We know that Mercymorn's anatomist specialty is only relevant to someone who intends to kill Lyctors, or God, something Augustine points out, so perhaps Cassiopeia was banking on Mercymorn using it in this way. Or perhaps she was a co-conspirator. We don't know. But you know what we do know?

Cassiopeia worked with Anastasia in the hopes of achieving a perfected form of Lyctorhood.

An avenue of research that John said ended in disaster.

(An avenue of research that was successful enough that John knew she had cracked it, and interfered by killing Samuel.)

Anastasia and Cassiopeia carried out this research together, closely. Anatasia, who later helped John design the tomb, guarded with a blood ward, or more accurately a cell ward. Anatasia, whose remains lie in the tomb.

Cassiopeia's long game is unfolding and the Sixth House's emancipation is merely part of it. And maybe, just maybe, Cassy herself is one of the pieces in play.

Bonus: Finger food

Harrowhark attempts to assassinate G1deon by sectioning her own tibia and animating the bone into a construct inside him, an attempt that is nearly successful. This attempt catches God off guard at first, because not even Mercymorn would be able to perceive foreign bone within a Lyctor, until Harrow reveals it's her own bone.

When else do we see a Lyctor introduce their own bodily material into another Lyctor? The incident with Cassiopeia's cooking that Augustine recounts in the very same scene.

Why would Cassiopeia do this intentionally? To me, two distinct possibilities exist.

She intended it as a contingency of sorts, aiming to use the introduced bodily material to kill one or more of her fellow Lyctors in the event she needed to. They presumably can't perceive it within themselves.

She intended to track the movement of her fellow Lyctors by using her introduced bodily material to circumvent the fact Lyctors are perceptive blank spots: Harrowhark can manipulate her own bone within G1deon from a distance, so presumably Cassiopeia would be able to sense the movement of her own bodily material within her fellow Lyctors as it is digested

Or maybe, just maybe, the finger incident was for irony's sake, considering what Harrow was about to do. Who knows?

#the locked tomb #cassiopeia the first #nona the ninth #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth spoilers #harrow the ninth spoilers #alecto speculation abounds here folks #tlt

[amywritesthings]

meet me on christmas. / an eddie munson holiday ficlet

pairing: eddie munson x f!reader ( stranger things ) word count: 1.2k / rated mature summary: It's the Christmas of '87. You and boyfriend, Eddie Munson, cruise Hawkins for your annual town lights crawl. tags: post s4, eddie munson lives, explicit language, holiday lights, christmas fluff, childhood friends, established relationship credit: dividers by @saradika / header by @nicostiel

welcome to the sixth day of the twelve days of amymas 2023 !!

“The rich assholes always have the good stuff.”

“Just because they’re rich doesn’t mean their decorations aren’t tacky,” you argue back, ripping a Twizzler at the center of the rope with your teeth.

"Can't argue with that," Eddie Munson quips in return, holding out a hand for the Twizzler pack.

You hand it to him — if he wasn't idle in the driver's seat of his beat-up van, then you would have tossed it.

Since the battle of the Upside Down, you could argue his reflexes have gotten much better.

Eddie likens it to Spiderman-esque rabies powers from those nasty vampire bats.

(You're just happy he's here.)

“That’s way too many reindeer on that lawn — look."

You lean over the passenger seat to point out of the windshield towards a bloated, light-infused lawn.

"The Weston's put up a ton of them, but that's inaccurate. Santa did not have twenty reindeer.”

“Damn, did Mr. Weston feel bad about the team rejects?” Eddie comments with a feigned sigh of sympathy, tone melodic. “Gave the bench reindeer the gift of playing in the big leagues for Christmas of ‘87.”

“Imagine wanting to do your job.”

“Couldn’t fuckin’ be me, that’s for sure.”

You’re lucky Eddie even agreed to do this with you.

Then again, you’re pretty certain you could have asked him to watch A Christmas Story fifteen times in a row, and he would still enthusiastically say yes. 

Whatever made you happy — when most boys said it, they never meant it.

Not Eddie.

Now that you're home for the holidays from college, you're happy to close the distance with your best friend — your boyfriend — and rekindle old traditions.

Cruising around the better-off parts of Hawkins in his beat-up van was a staple ever since Uncle Wayne taught Eddie how to drive.

Thirteen years old and all too eager.

(A little too young, but hey, 'tis the damn season.)

Truth be told, hiding here with Eddie felt more in line with the Christmas spirit than anything your family had planned for the holidays.

All of the incessant inter-connected drama...

The non-stop questions about college...

The inevitable judgment when you talk about the future they don’t wholly approve of...

None of that mattered here.

Eddie cranked Dio really loud to make sure of that.

(He loves to argue that Dio could put out a killer Christmas album, same as the Carpenters, but they’re too busy churning out the sickest tunes of the decade.)

“I think their neighbors gave up on decorating this year,” you judge, holding out your hand to get the Twizzler pack back. “Look: only a stupid wreath on the door. Remember when the Thomas family used to do that crazy display with the boombox and stuff?”

Eddie keeps one hand on the wheel as he holds out the pack to you, plucking out two final red ropes for himself.

“Apparently Mrs. Thomas divorced Mr. Thomas," he explains, "so they don’t exactly have the budget to be Hawkins’ beacon this year.”

You gasp, jaw dropping.

“No.”

Eddie smirks, chewing on the candy.

“You missed way more than real-life Dungeons and Dragons in Hawkins, Indiana in your pursuit of higher education, Miss Thing.”

He isn’t wrong — you caught the tail end of this town almost getting swallowed by a Mindflayer.

Apparently what few months you had spent away from this small town gave the evils below plenty of time to rip the fabric of reality in half.

Then there was that one time Eddie almost died from a flock full of vampire bats.

Neither of you really talk about that day.

No one involved in that mess does. 

It’s for the best.

“Oh — shit, do you see that one?” you ask out of the blue, leaning over the dashboard to point at an upcoming house littered with string lights.

“What?”

“That!” you exclaim, smudging his windshield as you press against the glass.

A two-story house is decorated from roof to foundation full of sparkling white lights, changing its pattern every few seconds.

In truth, it’s a little disorienting.

Still rad, though.

Eddie slows the car down to a near stall, squinting ahead under his heavy, curly bangs.

“It’s all white. That’s so lame.”

“Lame?” you ask, turning your chin towards him.

He turns to you, too, then a smug smirk crawls over his lips.

The boy leans over, pecking a kiss to your pursed lips.

“You’re cute when you pout. But yeah, fuck white. Multicolored all the way.”

“I didn’t think you had opinions on string lights, Munson,” you tease, smiling wider from the tiny kiss.

You want to pull him into a deeper kiss, but safety first: you have to convince him to park the car first.

“Well, my sweet Christmas angel, that’s where you’re wrong. I am very opinionated.”

“You didn’t even decorate the trailer this year,” you remind him, flopping back down to the passenger seat. “Which, by the way — I noticed. Talk about being disappointed when I rolled up this afternoon to see a totally blank canvas.”

His brows knit together in playful confusion.

“What, did you seriously think I was going to do the lights this year without you?”

The statement surprises you.

Sure, you helped the Munson duo decorate — it’s almost as much of a tradition at this point as the holiday lights crawl.

Ever since you and Eddie became best friends, you’d spend hours meticulously turning a two-person man cave into something warm and cozy, with fake buffalo snow and tiny string lights.

According to Uncle Wayne, something about your touch on the place was warranted for the holidays.

Yet you had assumed they would have started without you this year on the principle that you’d be coming home for the holidays later than anticipated.

(That, and the near death of Eddie had taken a large toll on Uncle Wayne altogether.)

But neither were the real case:

They waited for you.

Your heart swells with the realization.

Before you can turn the moment sappy, Eddie winks and turns left at a corner. 

“Let me show you a real house. C’mon, it’s down the block from here. I scoped this shit out when you were busy with finals.”

You stay in your seat, too busy staring at the curly-haired boy as he navigates the streets of Hawkins to find a perfect house.

Suddenly the town isn’t so interesting.

Truth be told, it never was.

If it wasn’t for Eddie, then you’d never come back to Hawkins.

You imagine he feels the same way about his Uncle Wayne.

He can't leave, so you'll stay.

“Why don’t we go home?” you suggest.

The boy frowns as he pulls over.

“Home? You don’t wanna look at other lights?”

He gestures to the grand outdoors.

“You love this shit.”

“I love decorating with you and Uncle Wayne way more,” you tell him.

Finally, Eddie takes a pause.

The boy studies you for a moment, considering, before a smile starts to grow so wide that he has to bite his lip to keep it at bay.

“Yeah?”

“Hell yeah,” you promise.

You raise your boot, poking it at a hole in the calf of his ripped jeans.

“C’mon. Fuck the rich assholes. We can outdo them by miles.”

It takes another pause to pass, but Eddie finally grins like a Cheshire cat. 

“What my lady wants, my lady gets.” 

He switches the van in reverse to ready a three-point turn. 

“Christmas with the Munsons, it is.”

.

#stranger things fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fics #stranger things fluff #stranger things fanfic #holiday fanfic #twelve days of amymas #fic: meet me on christmas

[iamnotshazam]

On Cassiopeia the First, Grand Lysis and the Locked Tomb

Spoilers for Nona the Ninth: This may be an important theory for Alecto the Ninth.

In Harrow the Ninth's conversation where Harrow tells John about the Ninth House infanticide, John says something interesting-

[John addressing Harrow] "You generate too much light, or too much darkness, for me to look at you [. . .] You were awake during your first time in the River, and you performed necromancy, and believe me when I tell you the only one other person has ever done that their first time in. Keep in mind that she was an adult necromancer who went on to found the Sixth House. [. . .] How did they get you?"

I think John may have been speaking more literally about light and dark than I assumed at first. Gideon saw weird auras during one of the trials at Canaan House. But more importantly, Cassiopeia kept awake and used theorems during her first time in the River, too. But her connection to necromancy and death cannot have the same origin as Harrow's, because Cassiopeia was born before the rise of John as God and the death of the Earth. She was a lawyer and Nigella was an artist.

John is taken aback by Harrow's explanation. He wasn't expecting anything to do with eggs, birth, or possibly even thanergy:

"This was . . . all so different . . . before we discovered the scientific principles." "[. . . ] your mother and father committed a type of resurrection," he said. "They did something nigh-on impossible. I know, because I have committed the same act, and I know the price I had to pay. Thalergetic modification of an embryo is difficult enough, but to achieve the same thing with thanergy . . ."

Was Harrowhark Nonagesimus already a Lyctor? There's more than one type. Palamedes called his theory the Grand Lysis or megatheorem, and Harrow rejected it out if hand at first, possibly because she was already familiar with a similar concept and thought it couldn't be that. Her own existence would have been open for discussion if the joining of many souls into a true new soul was possible - so it can't be that, because she's an ordinary necromancer, right?

John ends the topic with:

"Harrow, nobody has the right to know," he said fiercely. "Nobody has the right to blame you. Nobody can judge. What has happened, has happened, and there's no putting it back in the box. They wouldn't understand. They don't have to. I officially relieve you from living in fear. Nobody has to know."

Is God panicking about Harrowhark revealing something to other people? Is God projecting some of his own justifications and anxieties onto Harrow?

The Body (Alecto) is very quick to tell Harrow to lie about her age to Mercymorn. This would have kept Mercymorn from asking questions about the plot to create a child of God to break into the Locked Tomb, but on the first read it's assumed it's Harrow's mind hallucinating a self-defense against investigating the infanticide. But if the true answer might have led to Mercymorn unraveling the success of Dios Apate Major, why would Alecto want her to lie? Why would Alecto want to hide a key to her Tomb? Alecto can't lie. Does Alecto like Harrow that much, to continue her own imprisonment?

Why?

What we know about Cassiopeia as of Nona the Ninth could barely fill a page. She:

Was gay with Nigella but had to keep it secret (why in near future 21st century NZ, though? The nun?)

Was in the original followers, witnessed everything at the cryo-lab, was resurrected, and had her memories erased

Married Nigella, as officiated by John, then turned right around an hour later and told John he was making bad choices

Was at Canaan House with the Lyctors and the Cavs researching how to . . . Lyct. The wiki said she worked closely with Anastasia (?), who had a more complete idea of Lysis, a tripod theory.

Ate Nigella and became the Fourth Saint

Founded the Sixth House, a research library

Left the Sixth House a note 6,000 years ago that eventually led to the Sixth House seceding from the Empire. (Blood of Eden made contact with the Empire 5,000 years ago.)

Is heavily implied to be another Lyctor source for BoE at one point (TV tropes, can't confirm)

Spirit magic and Resurrection Beasts were her specialty

Died in the River fighting a Resurrection Beast, lasting seven minutes under - except Palamedes while being ~mysterious~ implied maybe she didn't die

I'm wondering if pre-resurrection Cassiopeia (truth-teller, secret-keeper) made a note somewhere about how concerned she was about John's mood and possible actions. If she somehow found it again after the Resurrection. If the note was vague in hindsight and she didn't understand the full implications until after Lysis. If she was the first person to understand John was hiding something but also learned that he couldn't read their minds. If she created a moveable research facility and library that held itself separate physically and emotionally from the rest of the Empire, with the ability to move with enough stele, for a reason.

She wasn't like the rest of the Lyctors. She checked in on her House every now and then. She left them a note. Maybe she didn't have to avoid Dominicus like the others. Maybe she didn't have to fear the madness of a Resurrection Beast, where other Lyctors did. The first, broken type of Lyctor. Gideon the First and Harrow both managed to unintentionally make a bodge of their attempt at Lysis. Did anybody else? Would they know how to pick up the pieces and put them back - in a different way?

And was Cassiopeia doing something else during those seven minutes in the River?

There's a backdoor from the Tower in the River that connects directly to the Locked Tomb. Paul-amades thought he knew how to get to the Locked Tomb via the River. Harrowhark began walking towards the Tower as soon as her conversation with God ended. And in the conversation about her parents committing infanticide, Harrowhark told God:

"I am assured they had no previous research to go by. They came up with it themselves."

When her parents learned their daughter had brought Armageddon upon the Nine Houses, they reacted eerily calm. They killed themselves and may have expected her to as well. About a decade before, a person in a haz-mat suit appeared on the Ninth with a baby assumed to be named Gideon. Where did she land, outside of the airlocked Ninth? Who would have gone out to get her? Who gathered up the baby? Who eventually learned this was the same baby that lived through the nursery massacre?

"You remain - what you are," said Crux. "A worthless millstone hung around my darling's neck. You were born to make her suffer. You died as you lived, Gideon Nav - a disappointment to me - and to God."

Did someone put the idea in the heads of Harrow's parents that they needed a necromantic heir so assuredly they would risk the slow death of their house with no children? That maybe the survival of their House would soon not matter? Was there an indication using necromancy that way was even possible?

Mercymorn and Augustine had abandoned Commander Wake after Dios Apate Major. Space is big and stele are hard to come by. Was there someone transporting Wake to the Ninth? Someone with access to the River? Someone with the ability like Nona or Paul

Anastasia was locked in the tomb, as ordered by John. Samael died and Alecto was sorry for him. An oath existed to bind Alecto to Anastasia's blood.

What have Cassiopeia and Anastasia been planning?

#the locked tomb series #harrow the ninth #gideon the ninth #nona the ninth spoilers #harrow the ninth spoilers #alecto the ninth #i have no idea what im doing #tlt theories #john gaius #cassiopeia the first #anastasia the first #pyrrha dve #commander wake #harrowhark nonagesimus #gideon nav #marshal crux #horrible god man #oh yeah it's all coming together #nona the ninth #the locked tomb

[1ovede1uxe]

08. the high priestess┊ ┊⋆ beyond the stars

Kakyoin x reader, sdc x reader

main cast dialogue color key: (y/n), kakyoin, jotaro, avdol, polnareff, joseph, might be subject to change later on :)

You climbed into the submarine and began to look around in awe. "Looks expensive."

"Avdol, do you know how to steer this thing?" Polnareff pestered. "Him and I both can!" Mr. Joestar proudly proclaimed, despite the questioning look from you and the protest from his grandson. As he explored, Polnareff borderline smacked his face and looked out the window excitedly.

"(y/n)! Come look!" He said excitedly to his newfound "bestie". You strode over to the window and looked at the beautiful array of corals and sea creatures. Mr. Joestar and Avdol began to explain the different features and functionality of the submarine as you both gazed through the porthole. "I just remembered, I have a phone call to make." Mr. Joestar said suddenly; you looked at the old man quizzically. "It's important, I assure you, almost delicate," Mr. Joestar affirmed. "Please be quiet just for a moment." You all watched as Mr. Joestar activated the wireless connection to call his wife. Once she picked up, he began to fabricate a story to reassure her. "So this is what he meant by delicate?" Polnareff questioned. Avdol chimed in quietly to explain the need to protect Suzie Q from the truth. "Indeed."

After the call concluded, Kakyoin began to look around and popped open a drawer. "There are five cups, ah, one short." Kakyoin said. "Sorry, I didn't know we'd have a sixth with us." Avdol comments, looking apologetically at you. "It's alright," you said with a half shrug. Polnareff demanded coffee from Kakyoin, and the two got into a silly debate, making you giggle at them.

As your journey progressed, you gathered around a map and planned where to surface. You watched as the men picked up their coffees and found an extra one, just for you. "Oh Kakyoin, you found another mug? Thanks." You said with a smile. "That's strange; I could've sworn I only made five." He replied, and your smile dropped, and your face flushed, embarrassed for assuming. As Mr. Joestar went for a sip of the piping hot beverage, the cup burst into a frankly ugly face and weird little hands. "How did a stand get inside the submarine?!" You cried in panic; you hadn't told Dio about the submarine, so you didn't sink and die if something happened. Calamity ensued as the stand seemingly disappeared. "It's hiding among us!" Mr. Joestar, now unconscious, fell onto Kakyoin. You quickly helped bring him over to one of the bench seats. "I think it's just his artificial hand, but he's knocked out," you uttered. Avdol explained the High Priestess you all as the chaos continued around you.

High Priestess ┊It can turn into anything as long as its a mineral. Even if you try to touch it and feel it, there's no way to recogize it unless it attacks.

One of the wall's many gauges burst, the flooding the submarine.

"It broke the ballast tanks! We're sinking fast!"

"Our oxygen supply is getting low too! We can't go on like this!"

The submarine abruptly smacked the ocean floor. "Kakyoin!" Jotaro called, "Did you see which gauge the stand turned into?" Kakyoin left you and Mr. Joestar's side to go help Jotaro. Oh god, fuck, okay. You laid Mr. Joestar flat and raised his legs up, then unbuttoning the top of his shirt, as well as undoing his belt. This feels weird but it's what I was told to do when someone passes out: Loosen tight clothing. Each second felt like an eternity as you worked to ensure his safety amidst the escalating danger. The wild goose chase was brought to a halt as Jotaro firmly grasped the stand, only for the chase to continue as she turned into a blade, lashing out with deadly precision before retreating once more.

"Forget it! We're sinking and the water is rising! We need to seal it off!" You shouted over the rising waters, urgency thick in your voice. You all darted, or should I say, the four men darted to the next room, as you dragged a slowly awakening Mr. Joestar. After brief argument and plotting with a now fully conscious team, you hatched an escape plan. "Scuba diving?!"

Mr. Joestar's proposal was met with a mix of apprehension and determination. He explained the semantics of scuba and all of the equipment. Your brain in a panic was attempting to focus, but it felt like the information almost went in one ear and out the other. "We'll use hand signals to communicate." Mr. Joestar explained. "Oh I have a hand signal of my own!" Polnareff said excitedly. Polnareff made a silly display that Kakyoin somehow understood and they did a silly handshake afterwards. "Quit dicking around, let’s go!"

Water flooded the room as you prepared to depart the sub. As you exited, Polnareff unexpectedly began to thrash, commanding everyone's attention. The High Priestess had turned itself into his regulator and crawled inside the man. Being so far below the sun's rays, there was nothing to create that could help, though you're not even sure what could. Jotaro attempted to grab ahold of the nimble stand, but fell short. "What do we do!?" Heirophant Green and Hermit Purple sprang into action and went up his...nose? Polnareff's mouth burst open as the High Priestess ripped through his lips. Her next immediate action was turning into a spear gun, and she had caused more panic to stir among your group. Narrowly escaping, you had to finish your undersea journey with no vessel.

You glided along the sea floor until it was safe to continue ascent. "Look! Tunnels!" You called attention to the two tunnels ahead of you. “We finally made it to the Egyptian Shore!” A wave of relief washed over you, only to feel a force drag you down. You had all been sucked into the giant face of the priestess. “You’re all so stupid! All of you didn’t even realize the sea bed is made of minerals!” She cackled.

“What is this place in this stand?”

“The mouth, we haven’t been sucked down its throat yet.”

“Jotaro! You’re my type of guy so doing this will be hard for me. It’s a shame I have to digest you with my high priestess.”

Seriously? She’s about to fucking EAT us but she’s confessing love for Jotaro?

Polnareff got an idea, you could almost see the light bulb over his head. He ran over to Jotaro and whispered in his ear, and judging based on Jotaro’s present scowl, he did not like what Polnareff had to say. “Do I really have to say that?” He asked bluntly, Polnareff nodded firmly with a smirk on his face. Letting out a sigh, Jotaro looked like he was struggling mentally. “Midler, I’d like to see your face, you could be my type of girl.” Despite the perilous situation, you still found yourself holding back laughter and Jotaro’s sorry attempt to flirt, and his face flushed red with embarrassment. “I could be falling… for…you…” He awkwardly adds. Midler’s response was a questionable noise, but probably positive. Jotaro looks around awkwardly at the rest of the gang, amused at the situation. Mr. Joestar chimes in “if only I were thirty years younger.” You look around, the rest of the men complimenting her, you should probably chime in as well. How old is she? If I say she’s probably a skinny queen or have a snatched waist will she be offended? You brainstormed.

Kakyoin begins to chime in, “Her voice is like an angel’s.” Despite the pang of sadness that welled within you, hearing his praise for another, you couldn't help but marvel at the sincerity in his voice. “Her eyes might be gemstones.” Kakyoin's eyes found yours, briefly locking before flitting away. "Her smile could light up the darkest rooms." He was talking to you. Unbeknownst to you, you were the muse behind his words. The crusaders awkwardly look at Kakyoin, as he lovingly rambles, all supposedly for the sake of an act. "I'd love to get to know her, she seems like someone I could be great friends with." You pile on to the conversation noticing the uncomfortable silence from the others. Despite his focus being on the attempt to make Midler swoon, you couldn't shake the feeling that his words were meant for you.

"Shut up, you lying bastards!" The shrill voice roared, sending shivers down your spine. Before anyone could react, Midler's massive tongue lashed out, striking Jotaro with brutal force, sending him flying between her massive molars. Jotaro was crushed. Or so you all thought.

In your time as a faux crusader, you had come to learn that Star Platinum was ridiculously overpowered, so it wasn't as much of a surprise when Jotaro had managed to burst through the rock hard teeth. You all exclaimed in happiness and relief to see him alive and well. "Oh my god!" The old man cried for the umpteenth time as Jotaro unleashed a barrage upon Midler's remaining teeth, reducing them to rubble.

With your new opening, you all frantically swam to the shore above and rose out of the water and deserting your scuba material. As you walked the shore, you pointed out a woman unconscious and stranded. "I assume this is Midler?" You speculated aloud. Polnareff, who had already ran ahead to check her out confirmed it with "No point in looking! Her teeth are busted up!" With Midler defeated and the current threat neutralized, you took a moment to catch your breath, the adrenaline still coursing through your veins.

"Hey (y/n), can I grab you for a second?" Mr. Joestar requested of you. You were nervous, Mr. Joestar had never asked to be with you one on one before. Had you been found out? Was he uncomfortable with how you helped him regain consciousness? "How much energy would it take you to make us a car?" We can get a submarine and camels through you but we can't get a car?? You sighed and began to work on parts. "Oh, and thank you for helping me regain consciousness." He added awkwardly, tipping his hat to you. You smiled and nodded to him.

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Hi everyone! Apologies for the infrequent updates, a lot has been going on recently. Expect about a once a month update at the minimum. Taglist is open as always! Also, I'm thinking of uploading to AO3 as well:) thank you for all the love on the previous chapters <3

taglist: @kerto-p, @pancakesyrupthief

#beyond the stars #kakyoin x reader #stardust crusaders #stardust crusaders x reader #jjba smau #jjba part 3 #joseph joestar #jotaro kujo #noriaki kakyoin #jjba headcanons #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jjba #jojo stardust crusaders #kakyoin noriaki x reader #noriaki kakyoin x reader

[autisticlancemcclain]

The first time Keith sees the boy is a brief flash of eye contact through the classroom door before he’d averted his eyes and looked away. Keith glances around the room to see if anyone else had noticed the boy, but he seems to be the only one, so he dismisses it. Probably just someone from another grade going to the washroom or something.

The second time he sees the boy is thirty-two minutes later, when he knocks on the door. Miss Dindial opens the door, ushering him in, and then asks him why he’s come to visit.

“To come to class,” he says simply, hooking his thumbs on his backpack straps. Keith thinks that it’s strange that he still has it on him, since they were a couple hours into the day already. First recess has even passed.

“I have all my students already,” Miss Dindial responds with a furrowed brow. “I think there might have been a mix up.”

“This is the fourth grade class, right?” the boy clarifies, brown eyes wide and a little nervous. “I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t find it earlier. That’s why I’m late.”

Keith thinks back to the way the boy had walked past the classroom earlier. He tries to remember the boy’s expression, but his mind comes up blank.

“It might be best if you just stay here until I get this sorted with the office,” Miss Dindial decided. “Until then, you can grab a seat — oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t get your name!”

“I’m Leandro Agustín Nuñez Carmen Esposita-McClain. But you can call me Lance.”

Ha. L-A-N-C-E. Keith has never met someone who’s name is an acronym before.

Miss Dindal blinks. Then she smiles, eyebrow raising. “Clever. Now go on ahead and sit down, Lance. You can put your bag by your chair. Right now we’re discussing class rules for this year — you haven’t missed much. Now —”

Keith stops listening, going back to staring out the window. Every so often, he glances three rows over to where the boy — Lance —has chosen to sit, watching him diligently writing on a piece of paper. Keith wonders if he’s really taking notes. He doesn’t know any other fourth graders who take notes. He wonders if Lance is one of those brainy, know-it-all teacher’s pets who tattles all the time.

Something tells him he isn’t.

Lance looks up, catching Keith staring. Keith flushes and looks away. He chances another peek, several minutes later, only to find Lance still looking at him. He smiles, wiggling his fingers in a little wave, then goes back to writing. Keith wonders what that means.

When the lunch recess bell finally rings, he scrambles out like everyone else. He looks for Lance on the playground, but doesn’t see him anywhere. He doesn’t see the boy for the rest of the day, actually.

———

The third time he sees the boy is on the bus the next day.

Keith is the first person on the bus, then a group of eighth-graders who pat him on the head before they go sit at the back. After them, usually, is Ethan from sixth grade. He’s a butthead who always starts fights when no one’s looking and then gets Keith in trouble for it later. Keith hates him. But instead of turning left on Ethan’s street, today, the bus turns right, onto an unpaved road leading to the more rural areas. Keith’s never been down there before.

The bus goes down the road for ten minutes before stopping at an old, run-down house, paint peeling around the edges. It’s the new boy — Lance — who waits at the curb, nervously picking at the ratty sleeve of his shirt. He boards the bus with his head down, mumbling a thanks to the driver before glancing up to find a seat.

When he makes eye contact with Keith, his whole face lights up. He waves excitedly, moving forward, put he pauses suddenly before he sits down, suddenly shy and unsure.

“Um. Hello. I’m in your class, my name’s —”

The bus lurches forward, sending Lance tumbling, right on top of Keith, squishing him into the window.

“Oof,” Keith exhales, but doesn’t shove Lance off of him. He’s not sure why. That would be his usual move.

“Sorry! Dios, I’m so sorry!” Lance squeaks, scrambling up. He kneels on the seat next to Keith, but doesn’t go to a different seat. This pleases Keith, for some reason.

“‘S’okay,” he assures. “You’re basically a feather, anyway.”

Lance giggles, some of the nervousness leaving his posture. Keith thinks that he’d like to make it all go away.

“I’m Lance,” he says sticking out his hand.

“I know,” Keith replies, shaking it.

Lance laughs again, and Keith finds himself grinning.

“I know you know, I saw you smile when I introduced myself yesterday. You have a nice smile. I just introduced myself again because I want to know your name.”

Keith’s ears turn red. Oh.

“Keith,” he blurts out. He’s not sure if he’s more embarrassed about the smile comment or the fact that he forgot to introduce himself, but Lance doesn’t seem to mind.

“That’s a cool name. I’ve never heard it before. Keith.” He puts a lot of emphasis on the ‘ee’ sound, cutting the ‘th’ short so it almost sounds like a ‘t’. Keith likes the way he says it.

“I moved from Cuba earlier this year —“ that explains the accent — “so everything here is kind of strange. English is a very weird language. Why are so many of the words the same? I do not understand it.”

“You don’t seem to have much trouble with it,” Keith observes.

“That’s because I’m smart,” Lance says, but it’s more of a statement of fact. The sky is often blue, the ocean is salty, Lance-from-Cuba is smart. Keith thinks his confidence is admirable. He wonders if public school will crush it to death.

He hopes not.

“Plus, Cuban schools start in August and end in May, so we moved here in May and I had more months to learn it. I was lonely, though.” Lance frowns. Keith wonders what he can do to make him smile again.”

“Why were you lonely?” he asks hesitantly.

“I left all my friends in Cuba, and all the other kids were in school all day, so I haven’t had the chance to make any friends yet. Except for you, of course.” Lance’s face gets unsure again, and he looks at Keith shyly. “If that’s okay with you.”

Keith nods frantically. He’s never had a friend before, and he likes Lance. He’d like to be his friend.

“Great!” Lance chirps, smiling his sunny smile again. Keith can’t help but smile back — it’s almost like Lance’s smiles are contagious. “I’ve never had a friend with a mullet before! I like it, though. You look cool.”

The two of them chat for the rest of the ride — well, mostly Lance. He’s a bit of a motormouth, but Keith doesn’t mind. It means he doesn’t have to talk as much. And Ethan doesn’t bother him when he sees Keith’s not alone, so that’s a bonus.

———

The fourth time he sees Lance is the next day. Lance sits with him, again, and they talk until school. They hang out a recess, too. Keith notices that although Lance never runs out of things to say to him, he’s kinda shy around everyone else. Quiet. Gets stressed if too many people are talking to him, and the screaming that’s a constant on the playground makes him wince. They take to playing make-believe on the field a distance away from the playground — they’re currently playing space defenders.

The next two days are the weekend, so Keith doesn’t see Lance at all. He stays at the group home he’s currently staying in, reading quietly in the tree in the backyard until his foster mother calls him in for bedtime

The fifth time he sees Lance is on Monday, and it’s not much different from Friday. Lance sits with him on the bus and talks his ear off until they get to school, and then they play together every recess. Lance even helps Keith during math, which he appreciates. He finds out Lance is very good with numbers. He has the multiplication table memorized up to fifteen, which Keith thinks is crazy, but Lance admits he can only do that because his dad makes him write them out every day after school.

The sixth time he sees Lance is the day after that, again, on the bus. This time, when Ethan boards after Lance, he doesn’t sneer at Keith and go to to the back with the other older kids. He seats in the seat directly behind them. Keith tenses immediately.

“What’s wrong?” Lance whispers.

“Nothing,” Keith replies tersely. He doesn’t know how to explain the situation to Lance, and besides, there’s not much Lance can do anyway.

Ethan, unfortunately, notices Keith’s tension, and laughs meanly. “Aw, Oliver Twist,” he mocks, “you didn’t think I forgot about you, didja? C’mon now, I’m not like your mommy. I won’t ditch ya. We have lots more time together, isn’t that right, Keith?”

Keith grits his teeth, pressing back the tears burning hotly at his eyes. He’s over the stupid Oliver Twist jokes – Ethan uses them so much they’re boring, now – but he’s embarrassed that he made them in front of Lance. In front of his new friend.

Through the blur of his watery eyes, Keith sees a small hand clench, feels Lance shift as he turns around the face the bully.

“Leave Keith alone,” he hisses.

“Ooooh, Keith!” Ethan laughs, “got your boyfriend protecting you now? Guess you really are a KoGAYne! Ha! Do your foster brothers know you’re a f—”

There’s the heavy thud noise of skin hitting skin, and the sickening sound of a bone crunching. Ethan screams, and the bus lurches to a stop. Keith whips around, eyes wide, only to find Lance glaring down at Ethan, knuckles split and red.

“My nose!” Ethan screams. “The little freak broke my nose!”

The bus driver storms down the aisle, demanding an explanation, and Ethan cries a made-up sob story about how he was just minding his business when the weirdo new kid came out of nowhere and decked him in the face ‘to show who’s boss around here’.

Keith snorts quietly. Yeah, right. Lance is no more a bully than fly to the moon — yesterday, he saw a worm dried up on the pavement and cried so hard Keith was worried he’d throw up. He’d insisted they have a funeral for it.

Regardless, the bus driver believes Ethan, and yanks Lance by the arm to the seat behind her. Keith stares after him with wide eyes, worried, but Lance shrugs and shoots him a wink.

Keith doesn’t see him for the rest of the school day, or the day after that.

———

The seventh time he sees Lance he is relieved. Lance strolls down the middle aisle of the bus, plopping down next to Keith. There are four Hello Kitty bandages on his left hand.

“What happened?” Keith whispers.

Lance grins. “I got suspended, and I’m grounded for two weeks, but that’s it.”

Keith stares at him, a little awed. “You got grounded? For me?”

“Of course!” Lance assures. “You’re my friend! I wasn’t gonna let that butthead say those mean things about you. You’re too cool for him, anyway.”

Keith stops counting after that.

#i love this universe it’s so cute #childhood friends to lovers has me in a fucking chokehold #vld #voltron #keith #keith kogane #lance #lance mcclain #klance #pre klance #childhood friends to lovers #modern au #baby keith #baby lance #keith angst #bamf lance #brown-eyed lance #brown eyed lance #autistic lance #observant keith #smart lance #my writing #fic #longpost #lance & keith

[dollwritesarchive]

in the first week of november, i will be celebrating my 26th birthday, and there’s nothing i want more than to be able to celebrate with you guys && write some nasty smut blurbs. because i’m so obsessed with JJBA right now, i do want this to be specifically a jojo’s writing event, so i’ll only be writing for jojo’s characters listed below.

** most, if not all of these, may be darker in nature.

⟣ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

part one ; jonathan joestar, dio brando

part two ; joseph joestar, caesar zeppeli, kars, esidisi, wamuu, santana

part three ; jotaro kujo, kakyoin noriaki, ( older ) joseph joestar, dio brando, n’doul

⟣ 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

november first

n’doul + dacryphilia + “you feel so good right now.”

november second

dio + size kink + “take it like a good girl.”

november third

kars + choking + “less talking, more fucking.”

november fourth

jotaro + daddy kink + “you can beg louder than that.” 

november fifth

kars + noncon creampie + “you’ve been so good, where do you want me to give you your reward?”

november sixth

dio + mindbreak + “you’re the cutest when you’re fucked all the way out.”

requests for these prompts are closed!! thank you so much to everyone who sent one in 😈

#jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure smut #jojo’s bizarre adventure x you #jojo’s bizarre adventure x reader #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jjba smut #jjba x you #jjba x reader #dio brando x you #dio brando smut #dio brando #jonathan joestar #joseph joestar #jotaro kujo #kakyoin

[heartslobbf]

[ID: ten shots from 'revolutionary girl utena' paired with excerpts of black text. the first is of the chairman's tower at night. text reads: 'this is no cultivated haven.'

the second is of akio driving his car with anthy in the passenger's seat, countless swords bursting from her body. text reads: 'this is the earth riddled with a brother.'

the third is of mikage and mamiya watching nemuro memorial hall burn down. text reads: 'we have followed the flames followed him here'.

the fourth is of a java sparrow laying dead on the floor. text reads: 'where all the black birds in the world have fallen like a shotgun blast to the faded ground.'

the fifth is of a vase of roses, of which only a single white one still has petals. text reads: 'the vines have hardened to worms baking in the desert heat.'

the sixth is of akio standing before the rose gate. text reads: 'we are at the gate'.

the seventh is of utena's hand reaching up to the handles of the rose gate, which are covered in pink roses. text reads: 'shaking the gate climbing the gate'.

the eighth is of akio staring disdainfully down at the broken sword of dios. text reads: 'clanging our cups against the gate.'

the ninth is of the student council around a campfire grill. nanami is sitting on the floor with a distant expression, in her standard uniform, whereas the rest of the council stand, the upper halves of their bodies out of frame. text reads: 'this is no garden.'

the tenth is of akio and anthy standing either side of utena, collapsed on the floor. anthy clutches her own heart sword. text reads: 'this is my brother and i need a shovel to love him.' /end ID]

natalie diaz, a brother named gethsemane / revolutionary girl utena (1997)

#oh you know. this is the earth riddled with a brother. and i need a shovel to love him btw #in other words; on akio and anthy as the epicentre of ohtori that then becomes it’s central emptiness in aou #and so on and so forth. grief death longing omnipresence being haunted haunting etc etc etc #revolutionary girl utena #rgu #web weaving #shut up daisy #also last web weave of the year!!! here’s to many more insane poetry moments on my behalf <3

[starry-blue-echoes]

so I just had. The funniest fucking idea for a Sixth Sense + Jotaro in Italy merge

Most of it prior to the first Diavlo Confrontation goes almost entirely the same, just with a couple minor details. For one, there’s no Jotaro Dealing With Dio Comparisons And Accidentally Lashes Out At Giorno because while there’s still a decent amount of trauma from Egypt, most of the Dio specific trauma has been SEVERELY reduced because 1) he didn’t have to witness Dio presumably kill his friends and family, and 2) he’s much more comfortable with the time stop and is less anxious about using it. If anything he uses it pretty often because the idea of being able to control it is comforting after he spent two months not in control of when things would stop

the second change is that Jotaro is going to be able to relate with Fugo even MORE because of all the fears he had surrounding the time stop in the beginning and being left functionally helpless to what he thought was his Stand going crazy again

but then we get to the Diavlo encounter

and what if similarly to the Dio fight, Jotaro goes apeshit

because not only has this man attacked an innocent girl and probably murdered one of his best friends, but he's also been driving him up a fucking wall with his skipping time bullshit for over a decade

and like. from a logical stand point I know this version of events wouldn't be much different from how things go in canon but

but just to be hilarious what if the power of Years Of Built Up Annoyance gave Jotaro just enough of an edge to actually beat him right here and now

it's not easy, hell no, Jotaro is having to do everything in his power to avoid getting killed, but from an outside perspective it's absolutely hilarious because the Bucci Gang are just. Sitting there on the boat, arguing about whether or not they should go investigate because on one hand the Boss would kill them if they did but on the other Jotaro looked really pissed and Bucciarati might be in danger-

and then just out of fucking nowhere suddenly the side of the tower base randomly explodes and Jotaro seems to be teleporting and cursing very loudly but his sentences are choppy and cut off in time with his teleportation and just have chunks missing. He seems to be bleeding but doesn't care that much because all his attention is on this pink haired guy and wait a fucking minute is tHAT THE BOSS OH FUCK OH SHIT JOTARO'S FIGHTING THE BOSS AND HE'S WINNING WHAT NOW WHAT DO WE DO-

bonus points if when Diavlo dies Jotaro just. Stops, whole body heaving with how hard he's breathing. The Bucci Gang slowly approach him like "..... Jotaro?...... buddy?....... you good???"

And then he slowly turns to them and completely deadpans "I think I need a hospital" and just passes the fuck out for like. A whole day

the rest of the part then becomes the Bucci Gang trying to figure out how to run the mafia while also trying to dodge the murder attempts from Risotto and trying to keep Cioccolata under control and make sure Jotaro actually recovers because you dumbass stop sneaking out of the hospital and oh would you look at that Polnareff's actually alive-

#sixth sense #jotaro in italy #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #golden wind #golden wind spoilers #vento aureo #vento aureo spoilers #jjba part 5 #jjba jotaro #jotaro kujo #star platinum #jjba diavolo #diavolo #jjba dio #dio brando #jjba fugo #pannacotta fugo #bucci gang #jjba bucciarati #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #jjba risotto #risotto nero #jjba polnareff #jean pierre polnareff #jjba cioccolata #cioccolata

[fashiondisastertournament]

🎉The bracket is here! Round 1 Group D concluded! + Round 1 Masterlist

The 64 fictional characters who will compete for the title of the Worst Dressed have been now selected. Thank you once more for your nominations! ALL VOTING WITHIN ROUND 1 HAS NOW CONCLUDED

The bracket is super tiny on Tumblr, so here are the matchups in text format, divided into 4 groups (A, B, C, D). Groups A & C have all the frequently nominated characters in them, while groups B & D exist to give a chance to those characters who were nominated only once but in a particularly convincing way or who just look exceptionally Disastrous! All matches have been randomized - but I made sure to put the two most frequently nominated characters on two different sides of the bracket, not to worry ❤️

ROUND 1: MATCHUPS & MASTERLIST

Group A (popular nominees; top left of bracket) VOTING CONCLUDED

Matchup #1: Taako (The Adventure Zone) vs Trexel Geistman (Stellar Firma) -> Trexel wins!

Matchup #2: Sanji (One Piece) vs Franky (One Piece) -> Sanji wins!

Matchup #3: Hunter (The Owl House) vs Harrier du Bois (Disco Elysium) -> Harrier wins!

Matchup #4: Raikou Shimizu (Nabari no Ou) vs Goro Akechi (Persona 5) -> Raikou wins!

Matchup #5: Kanatsun (Entropic Float) vs Leon (Pokémon) -> Leon wins!

Matchup #6: Konoha (Kagerou Project) vs Rui Kamishiro (Project Sekai) -> Rui wins!

Matchup #7: Pannacotta Fugo (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) vs Sora (Kingdom Hearts) -> Fugo wins!

Matchup #8: Sock (Welcome to Hell) vs Midoriya Izuku (My Hero Academia) -> Sock wins!

Matchup #9: Shigeo Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100) vs Cecil Gershwin Palmer (Welcome to Night Vale) -> Cecil wins!

Group B (special chance; bottom left of bracket) VOTING CONCLUDED

Matchup #10: Gamzee (Homestuck) vs Tidus (Final Fantasy X) -> Tidus wins!

Matchup #11: Pico (Newsgrounds Museum 2 version) vs Hecatia Lapislazuli (Touhou Project) -> Pico wins!

Matchup #12: Alear (Fire Emblem: Engage) vs Captain Agent 3 (Splatoon 3) -> Alear wins!

Matchup #13: Mineta Minoru (My Hero Academia) vs Dr. Andre (Inside Job) -> Minoru wins!

Matchup #14: Wiggle Wigglebottom (Bugsnax) vs Tighnari (Genshin Impact) -> Wiggle wins!

Matchup #15: Daredevil/Matt Murdock (Marvel 616) vs Tingle (Zelda) -> Tingle wins!

Matchup #16: Lesley (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared) vs Shouta Aizawa (My Hero Academia) -> Lesley wins!

Group C (popular nominees; top right of bracket) VOTING CONCLUDED

Matchup #17: Gabriel Agreste (Miraculous Ladybug) vs DIO (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) -> Gabriel wins!

Matchup #18: Satan (Obey Me!) vs Naruto (Naruto) -> Satan wins!

Matchup #19: Teru Hanazawa (Mob Psycho 100) vs Leonardo (Rise of the TMNT) -> Teru wins!

Matchup #20: Neku Sakuraba (The World Ends with You) vs Julian Bashir (Star Trek) -> Julian wins!

Matchup #21: Nanashi (Shin Megami Tensei IV: Apocalypse) vs Rex (Xenoblade Chronicles 2) -> Rex wins!

Matchup #22: Ex (Puyo Puyo Tetris) vs The Sixth Doctor (Doctor Who) -> Sixth Doctor wins!

Matchup #23: Quark (Star Trek) vs Harper Finkle (Wizards of Waverly Place) -> Harper wins!

Matchup #24: Kusuo Saiki (The Disastrous Life of Saiki K) vs Zaphod Beeblebrox (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy) -> Zaphod wins!

Group D (special chance; bottom right of bracket)  VOTING CONCLUDED

Matchup #25: Ryu Natsume (Paradox Live) vs Lu Yi (Dislyte) -> Ryu wins!

Matchup #26: Hannah Montana (Hannah Montana) vs Willy Wonka (Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) -> Hannah wins!

Matchup #27: Miuccia Miuller (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) vs Gonzo (The Muppet Show) -> Miuccia wins!

Matchup #28: Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way (My Immortal) vs Leviathan (Obey Me!) -> Ebony wins!

Matchup #29: Haiji Senri (Len’en) vs Dick Grayson (DC) -> Dick wins!

Matchup #30: Raizou (One Piece) vs Serizawa Katsuya (Mob Psycho 100) -> Raizou wins!

Matchup #31: Blue Sargent (The Raven Cycle) vs Ghetsis Harmonia (Pokémon Black and White) -> Ghetsis wins!

Matchup #32: Jake Sisko (Star Trek) vs Condiment King (Batman: The Animated Series) -> Jake wins!

Questions? Concerns? Complaints? Please check the FAQ under read-more for answers!

And as always... may the Worst Dressed win!

FAQ

~"How is [x] character a fashion disaster? I like their look/ they're iconic/ they look alright/ etc. etc." First of all, this is a very lighthearted competition that doesn't mean to be negative or judgmental! A Fashion Disaster can sometimes be (affectionate): in some cases there's nothing more iconic than a bit of this pizazz. I like quite a few of the looks on this list (and sometimes dress much worse) but if they have been included, this means that either: 1) they have been nominated multiple times 2) they have been nominated at least once and whoever nominated them provided a very convincing or funny explanation of why they were a Fashion Disaster (for example by pointing out one particularly bad outfit - not necessarily their main outfit!) 3) they have been nominated at least once and upon looking them up, I noticed that they tick many of the boxes that were described repeatedly in other people's explanations of what they consider disastrous: e.g. clashing patterns, excessive accessories, crocs, bad haircuts, etc. etc. In any case, every poll will come with a brief explanation of why people have been nominating a certain character! To make sure that people vote informed ❤️ ~"Why are you randomizing matchups instead of seeding?" I totally see the value of seeding for most competitions, but this one here is largely unpredictable - a lot of characters got the same amount of nominations, and how Disastrous they are is entirely subjective. The competition is also quite visual-based - it's about looks rather than knowing a character, so it's more likely that people will vote for an unknown character than in other competitions, which risk becoming popularity polls quite quickly. Basically: I'd simply have no idea how to determine the ranking of most contestants here for proper seeding! That's why I opt for randomized matches - but I did make sure to put the two most nominated characters on the opposing sides of the bracket. ~"Why is [x] character not included?" There was a total of 174 unique characters nominated to this tournament! If the one you were rooting for did not make it, I'm sorry! One or more of the following was likely the cause: 1) they have not been nominated more than once 2) they have not ticked as many boxes for what other people considered disastrous as some other characters with a single nomination did 3) a lot of characters have been submitted from the same source. After choosing 3 most nominated ones, I couldn't include more! The rule is max. 3 characters per source. ~"Is propaganda encouraged?"

More than encouraged! Please tag me if you make any posters/posts/try to support your faves in another way throughout the tournament, I'd love to see and reblog it! ❤️

#fashiondisastertournament #updates! #polls

[liesmyth]

the locked tomb holiday exchange rec list (part 1)

Some favourites from a first partial skim of works posted for @tlt-holiday-exchange. Find the entire collection HERE

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alecto the first!. Alecto. And she is DONE

Creation. Art of John 1:20, the man who became god and the soul who became a body.

Deities. Alecto, Gideon and Harrow in a life-and-death cycle

Dios Apate. “artwork of jod and his duplicitous sluts (in varying states of sluttery 😳)” Exactly what the summary says but HOTTER.

Hotshot. Gideon raised in Blood of Eden & cousin Pash. Two kids born into a insurgency group ought to know how to shoot a gun, right?

no John what r u drawin of ur friends!!. john is a streamer on twitch, he draws shitty smut of his friends sometimes. there are cows.

Rake In The Lake. The Untitled Goose Game crossover this fandom needed, ft. We Suffer/Juno Zeta and Mercymorn

The Eightfold. Mercymorn/Cristabel, Mercymorn’s ascension to lyctorhood

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A sucker for suicide bombers. Camilla/Pyrrha/Palamedes, NtN era. Pyrrha finds herself at a different end in another bodysharing throuple. (Rated E)

bodies. Pyrrha folds her arms. “You don’t like it,” she says. “People thinking you’re a working girl.” She laughs, a dark sound. “It’s not that different from being a cav, at the end of the day.” Or: Camilla/Pyrrha in New Rho, rated E.

each note's own appointed ghost. Corona / Ianthe; Ianthe and Coronabeth try out necromancer-cavalier roleplay in bed. Everything you’d expect from the summary and more (wink wink)

Giggle. A day before the disaster a nun spends a day taking care of the children in the Ninth House's daycare. Including one troublesome toddler. (It’s baby Gideon Nav and she’s adorable)

leftovers. Corona POV on Camilla/Palamedes, GtN era. “Coronabeth Tridentarius observes, waits, and wants what she can't have.“ (ft. implied Corona/Ianthe)

Schroedinger's Pussy. Gideon/Harrow, GtN AU. Or: in which Harrow wouldn’t recognize a sex thing if it smacked her in the pussy. Yes, it’s the pussy spanking fic

Super Secret File DO NOT OPEN. Mercymorn and Augustine rob a graveyard, but it's a RPG that John is playing. This fic is high on seven different layers of #meta, and it’s hilarious. What this fandom deserves.

telling dreams apart. Cytherea as Dulcinea seduces Gideon in Canaan House. Rated E ft. the inherent dubcon of identity issues, Cytherea pushes boundaries and has lots of fun! Gideon less so.

THE CORRUPTION OF SILAS OCTAKISERON. Silas/Mercymorn, crack pairing played completely straight. This fic is a delight, Mercymorn is ON POINT, and it frankly changed me as a person.

The Sixth's Temporary Housing Shortage. Camilla/Palamedes, getting each other off while sharing the same body. Or: The real reason Camilla won't let Palamedes peddle mediocre erotica is because he writes it about her.

Vol. 805, No. 4. Juno Zeta / Abigail / Magnus. Academic rivarly! Conference hookups! Witty POV voice! A delightful read

we both go down together. Mercy/John/Augustine immediately post Resurrection. E-rated fic that is NOT afraid to ask: Does it count as consent if it's God? ft. sexy cult shit, horny vibes, unsettling narration, stunning prose. Author... call me

we kill the flame. Palamedes/Cytherea. An alternate take on the confrontation at the end of GtN, ft. hate sex and Palamedes with a beard

[recs part 2] [exchange wrap post]

#tlt fic #fic recs #long post #trust me these are Good #tlt holiday ex 2022 #the locked tomb #tlt

[morallyinept]

Running in conjunction with my Pedro Character Dialogue Masterlist, I've created this Pedro Character Analysis Masterlist as another writing resource.

It will feature each character Pedro has played, with a full in depth review of the character, including physicality, distinguishing features, personality, attire, weapons used, cars driven etc...

Please feel free to refer back to this when fleshing out your characters for your fics. Or if you simply want to learn more about Pedro's characters. This will align to canon, and I'll include links that may be helpful/elaborate further on each character.

☝🏻This will be updated regularly, and when new characters are added to Pedro's portfolio of works.

*List does not include certain adverts, podcast characters, voiceovers, very minimal roles, guest appearances on shows/SNL, or table/script readings.

Enjoy! 🖤

Buy me a Ko-fi ☕️ If you like my work and enjoy what I put out there, you have the option of buying me a Ko-fi, if you'd like to. It's never expected, but always greatly appreciated. 🖤

In alphabetical order:

TV & FILM:

Billy - Iris

Clint - Freaky Tales

David - Window Shopping

David Portillo - Homeland

Dave York - The Equalizer 2

Dieter Bravo - The Bubble

Din Djarin - The Mandalorian

Ed Indelicato, Detective - Wonder Woman UNAIRED

Eddie The Freshman - Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Ezra - Prospect

Francisco 'Catfish' Morales - Triple Frontier

Frederick Mercer - Charlie's Angels UNAIRED

Greer, Special Agent - L&O SUV

Jack Daniels, Agent Whiskey - Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Jay Castillo - Red Widow

Javier Gutierrez - The Unbearable Weight Of Massive Talent

Javier Peña - Narcos

Joel Miller - The Last Of Us

Juan Badillo, Agent - Graceland

Kyle Hartley - CSI

Kyle Wilson - Without A Trace

Liam - Nikita

Lucien Flores - The Univited

Marcus Moreno - We Can Be Heroes

Marcus Pike - The Mentalist

Maxwell Lord - Wonder Woman 1984

Max Phillips - Bloodsucking Bastards

Nathan Landry - The Good Wife

Nico - House Comes With A Bird

Noah - I Am That Girl

Oberyn Martell - Game Of Thrones

Omar Assarian - Lights Out

Ortega, Special Agent - The Sixth Gun UNAIRED

Oscar Castro Varga - Exposed UNAIRED

Paulino - Sweet Little Lies

Pero Tovar - The Great Wall

Pietro Alvarez - If Beale Street Could Talk

Reggie Luckman - L&O Criminal Intent

Ricky Hauk - Touched By An Angel

Santos - Drive Away Dolls TBR

Shane 'Dio' Morrissey - NYPD Blue

Silva - Strange Way Of Life

Steve - Hermanas

Steve - Nurse Jackie

Ted Garcia - Eddington

The Thief - Casillero Del Diablo Wines

Tim Rockford, Detective - Merge Mansion

Tito Cabassa - L&O

Veracruz, Comandante - Burn Notice: The Fall Of Sam Axe

Zach Goffman - Body Of Proof

Zach Wellison - Brothers & Sisters

AWAITING CONFIRMATION OF ROLE:

Gladiator 2 - Character TBC

Materialists - Character TBC

☝🏻New characters will be added as and when new projects are released.

If I've missed any, or there is one you would specifically want to see, please let me know. 🖤

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal character #pedro pascal characters #PPCU #pedro pascal cinematic universe #joel miller #din djarin #frankie morales #javier pena #ezra prospect #marcus pike #marcus moreno #dave york #javi gutierrez #comandante veracruz #pero tovar #det tim rockford #oberyn martell

[passengerseatsam]

Eddie has a January birthday that, most of the time, gets forgotten. His parents certainly forgot; the post-holiday weeks tend to slip by unnoticed— especially when you’re the Munsons, and you’re both busy screaming at the top of your lungs. On his sixth birthday, he helpfully reminded them. His dad slapped him hard across the face. “What, you want more? You got a baseball for Christmas, isn’t that enough?” He cried and rubbed his cheek and his mother just stared at him, distantly, coldly. 

He hasn’t spoken to either of them in almost ten years now. Still, it’s nobody’s fault that the day is inconveniently placed on the calendar. His friends are usually busy, too caught up in new toys and later, in their own lives, to remember. Wayne does his best, but he works all night and is exhausted by morning. He means to buy a cake when the store opens, but he’s often asleep before then, and misses it entirely. He feels awful every time. Eddie tells him it’s no big deal. 

You move into Forest Hills in 1983. Though you’ve spoken here and there, the topic of his birthday never comes up— it’s not something he tends to share with new neighbors, even pretty ones. Though you’re pleasant with each other, you run in different circles. You haven’t spoken much beside a simple hello.

But it just so happens that you find his wallet on the ground in the drama room one day. It’s not your business to snoop, but you can’t help but notice that the day is coming up, just a week away. 

So a week later, the day of, you linger outside his trailer to offer him a handful of patches; Anthrax, Megadeth, Iron Maiden, the works. "Thought you could use them," you say simply. “For your jacket.” He had just recently stitched Dio onto the back of his Levi jacket, you’d noticed. It looked cool.

Eddie lifts his brow at you, perplexed and skeptical. “Where’d you get these?” 

You shrug. “The record store on Kerley.”

“Why?”

You hesitate, shifting from foot to foot in the winter snow. Though you had expected him to ask, you were halfway hoping that he wouldn’t. Maybe he’d just take the offering without a second thought. You hadn’t expected the funny look on his face, confounded, as if you’re speaking in French. Unfortunately, your gut reaction is to keep talking. “I… noticed your birthday on your ID last week. Sorry. I don’t mean to be a creep. I just… Well, I happened to be at the record store, and I saw this bin of all these patches, and I thought… I guess I don’t even know for sure what you listen to, except Dio, obviously. You don’t have to keep them if you don’t like them. It just seemed kind of rude to ignore it when I know it’s your birthday.” 

Eddie stands stock-still, staring down at the pile of fabric in his hand. “No, no,” he says eventually, breaking into your nervous ramble. It takes several beats for him to lift his head, and when he meets your gaze it’s with soft bewilderment. He seems… touched? “These are cool. Thanks.” You let out a breath, relieved. “Happy birthday.” He smiles. It’s a genuine smile, toothy and striking, one you haven’t seen before. You’ve had a peripheral view of Eddie since you moved here. Several of your classmates warned you to keep your distance. Although you hadn’t necessarily been afraid of him, you had always assumed that his hardened exterior was all there was. Perhaps you assumed that your classmates, who had known him since grade school, knew better. But there was something bubbling under the surface, something you’re seeing now for the first time. Something that makes your chest strangely tight and your fingers twitch nervously at your sides. There’s a thought in the back of your head, suddenly, that you’d like to see these smiles more often.

“You are a creep, though,” Eddie laughs, sounding just as exasperated as you. You have to give it to him, fending off a grin. For another second, he hesitates. Then, he jerks his head toward the trailer. “You wanna come in?” 

It’s your turn to be surprised. “You don’t have any big birthday plans?”

“No.” He shakes his head, chuckling at a joke you don’t yet understand. “But maybe we can figure something out.”

#Eddie an aquarius? it's more likely than you think #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #my posts

[helpimhyperfixating]

Dark Medieval AU, tell me about it!

You wanna know about it?

This concept is young even if I have thought of it a long time ago. I don’t know for sure if I want to take it where I was planning to take it but we will see.

I think things are pretty clear from the snippet itself but it’s a medieval setting with a magic system AU >:3

There is a jump-cut in this snippet btw so please excuse that

A small groan left your form and Jotaro chuckled softly, leaning in to nose the side of your face this time, his arms tightening around you.

A small groan left your form and Jotaro chuckled softly, leaning in to nose the side of your face this time, his arms tightening around you.

Even after seven years of marriage, you never failed to make him feel like a hopeless idiot. Waking up next to you every day, holding you close at night, all were things Jotaro cherished beyond all.

Tilting his head, he once more pressed a kiss to your cheek, your eyes finally fluttering open, tiredness obvious even in the tiny movement.

“Good morning.”

Hearing your husband’s deep timbre morning voice first thing when you woke up never got old, even though you were barely conscious enough to register it.

“Hng.” You made the small noise back, making Jotaro roll his eyes and grin softly as he pulled your body closer, turning you on your side so you were facing him. He really was soft in the mornings.

“I have an audience with the king and this is the greeting you’re giving me today?”

“It’s your fault for being his advisor.” Was your sleepy response and Jotaro huffed lightly, scooting forward to push his lips to yours, getting that good morning kiss he never seemed to be able to go without.

-

The door blasting open, everyone whipped their heads around, a darkness spreading into the room as shadows crawled and jutted out from the door, jerking across the walls, floor and ceiling.

“Well, well, what a turnout this turned out to be, king Speedwagon.” An all too recognisable smooth and clear voice echoed through the hall.

The entire council turned around instantly, defensive positions taken up as each one of them watched as a tall figure strode in through the door, dragging something behind himself.

“Dio Brando.” The king spoke as he stood up, his eyes narrowed. “Why are you in my halls?”

“Don’t worry yourself, old fool. My quarrel with you ended a long time ago.” The vampire hissed, but his uninterested face soon morphed to manic glee as his eyes settled on a certain knight. “I have a gift for that Joestar however.”

Widening his eyes a little, Jotaro cursed the court rules for not allowing him to carry weapons, but all his anger left to make way for dread when Dio pulled his arm forward and lifted what he was holding.

“Y/N!!” The panicked shout left him before he could help himself, and he bolted forward before Dio instantly stopped him.

Holding you up by the back of your neck, you were struggling as you dangled above the ground. He wasn’t asphyxiating you but it hurt, and when, upon Jotaro’s shout, he pressed a sword into your neck, you wheezed in a choked breath.

“Ah, ah, not so fast. Wouldn’t want your precious wife hurt now, do we?” Dio mocked and Jotaro clenched his fists in rage, his teeth gnashing as he tried to think of a way to get you out of the vampire’s grasp.

“Dio, let her go, she has nothing to do with any of our affairs.” Speedwagon spoke but DIO burst out laughing at that.

“Are you jesting?! She is exactly what I needed! Who knew the stoic Jotaro Joestar could marry and love!” Dio laughed cruelly again, staring dead at Jotaro who had no qualms glaring back.

“Your feud with the Joestars has gone on long enough! You have murdered four generations, nearly five. Don’t make it a sixth. End this useless blood feud!” Speedwagon called out, moving forward to stand by Jotaro’s side.

In response, Dio pressed the blade closer into your neck, drawing a small bit of blood - upon which you could instantly hear the clatter of Jotaro’s armour as he jerked to move.

Grinning wickedly to himself, Dio averted his eyes from Jotaro to the king, seeing the two Zeppeli’s had moved to stand forward as well, the rest of the council staying back like the cowards he knew they were. “How is extended life treating you, your highness?” The vampire mocked. “Does the magic you copied off of me serve you well?”

“You and I both know your vampirism is a highly different matter-“

“—give me back my wife.” Jotaro interrupted, speaking with a growl in his voice as he took a step forward.

Humming a little, Dio’s eyes were narrowed in cunning and Jotaro stayed wary, preparing his magic behind his leg as discreetly as he could.

Lifting the blade from your throat, Dio pushed you out in front of him, still holding you aloft by your neck and you grunted in pain. Suddenly, a dark red, blood-like material began swirling around you, creeping over your form as Dio released your neck, with you just staying floating there before a pool of the same material opened under your feet, with you starting to sink into it.

The moment the vampire took a step back, Jotaro threw his right hand forward, sending the precision based blast at Dio, hitting him dead on and throwing him back out the double doors while the knight instantly dashed forward.

“Y/N!!” His desperate shout reached you from where you were rapidly disappearing and you stuck out your hand for him in a panic.

“Jotaro!”

He bridged the gap of nearly the entire throne hall within seconds, diving to grab your hand, but his palm passed right through yours, with you disappearing not a second later, Jotaro laying on the pool where you had just been without any effect to him as it vanished below his hands.

Laughing sounded from up ahead and Jotaro snapped his neck up to see Dio getting up.

“How easy do you think I’m gonna make it?”

“DIO!” Jumping up, Jotaro sprinted forward but the vampire waved his hand, the double doors slamming shut as his laugh echoed through the hall.

Jotaro yanked the doors open, with no trace of Dio Brando anywhere…

#hih answers #still-jack-but-am-i-back #sneak peek #I hope it’s written well :’) #jotaro x reader #hih tag games

[ddarker-dreams]

If your willing, would love to see a breakdown of why each character you mentioned I assigned to which circle of hell. For some it's more obvious than others

this is the post in reference if anyone is curious !!

as a preface, i'm taking both their treatment of their darling and some of their personal story into account.

first circle (limbo): kazuha, diluc, giorno

limbo would encapsulate yanderes who treated their darlings 'well' compared to the other shmucks present. in the case of characters like kazuha and diluc, more so the former than the latter, they feel what they're doing is for their darling's benefit. in life, they granted their darling the most amount of autonomy, comparatively speaking.

second circle (lust): scaramouche, hisoka

the second circle is about yearning for their darling's physicality, although the two examples given are here for vastly different reasons. scaramouche envied his darling's actual and proverbial 'heart' in life, the blood that ran through their veins, the air in their lungs. hisoka has no artsy reason for being here. he just lusted after his darling's body in the most literal sense.

third circle (gluttony): ??? (still unsure who to put in this category)

fourth circle (greed): pantalone 

this is probably one of the aforementioned obvious picks. in life, alongside their heinous pursuit for their darling, they wanted to line their coffers while disregarding the well-being of others. pantalone all but drowned his darling in luxury that they never asked for. 

fifth circle (wrath): pannacotta fugo, phinks

the fifth circle encapsulates its namesake pretty well... essentially, these yanderes were ruled by their most negative emotions. primarily anger. whether it be unfair jealousy or insecurities from within that manifested in outbursts of rage. 

sixth circle (heresy): dottore, albedo, chrollo, johan (anon pointed out that johan would be a good fit for this squad)

those whose beliefs/actions have defied ‘god’ or the ‘divine’. dottore likely needs little explanation, but for albedo, his mere existence blurs the line between creation and human. his mastery over alchemy and penchant for uncovering truths that are better left unknown would earn him his place here. chrollo and johan both have belief systems that are the antithesis of the divine. 

seventh circle (violence): feitan, illumi, childe

another self-explanatory circle, probably. these individuals lived either for the rush found in decimating their fellow man, or reaping the benefits that came from participating in the carnage. the threat of violence also loomed over their darling, whether or not they actually had any reason to fear it being enacted on them. 

eighth circle (fraud): kaeya, dainsleif, bucciarati

the eighth circle is dedicated to falsifiers. in a way, yanderes who represent themselves to their darling one way while being someone completely different could all technically fit into this category. bucciarati became a traitor to passione and undoubtedly betrayed his darling’s expectations of who they thought he was going to be. 

ninth circle (treachery): DIO, alucard

those whose life is a stain in the eyes of the divine in every conceivable way. dio with his betrayal + continual terrorizing of his adopted family through generations, then with his concept of achieving heaven. alucard switched from being a proliferator for god to rejecting the notion of him entirely. their twisted ideals sought to change/rot their darling’s morality. 

#yandere x reader #concepts #answered #Anonymous

[mark-xeen]

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure AU Idea- What if DIO was leader of Passione? /What if Nukesaku didn’t fight the Crusaders?

Premise: Nukesaku listened to the others’ remarks and did not get involved in the fight against the Joestars. Instead he hid himself until the aftermath of Jotaro’s battle against DIO and managed to grab a very small piece of DIO from the carnage when no one was looking, thus saving DIO’s life. Eventually DIO regenerates his body and goes off on another search to replenish his forces. His travels eventually led him to Italy, due to the suspicion that a stand user is behind the rise of crime in the country. While there he learned about Passione and its leader’s existence Diavolo.

Initially DIO debated whether or not to flesh bud the man when found but upon seeing his fight with Polnareff, DIO decided the man would be more trouble than he was worth. So he came up with an idea, while Polnareff was fighting Diavolo- DIO used his Time Stop ability right when Diavolo used his own Time ability. After Diavolo’s ability ran out DIO, with a few seconds to spare, moved Polnareff’s arm and Diavolo’s position allowing his enemy to kill his target while neither combatant was aware of the vampire’s involvement. Now with Diavolo out of the way, DIO made himself the secret boss of Passione with no one any wiser in order to build himself an army of stand users to resume his goal for ascension.

Notes about the AU

DIO for the most part kept Passione the same in order to avoid drawing too much attention. However he did create a new group within the organization that searches and abducts non-aligned Stand Users, often ones who are born or gained their stand without an arrow. A bunch of the people captured by the group end up having a flesh bud implanted and later made members of this group. 

Another change he made is that every time a new member joins Passione DIO gets information on them. This ends up causing him to become aware of Giorno Giovana’s existence early on.

About a month before the main story, the Joestar family ended up having that all too familiar sense that DIO is back and managed to narrow down his location to Italy. Jotaro ended up forming a new group of Crusaders against DIO with Polnareff, Koichi, Josuke, and Okuyasu. The group ended up gaining an unwanted sixth member in the form of Shizuka (who is 2.5 years old), she snuck onboard the plane Jotaro used during his trip from America. Joseph didn’t join them because he’s too old and frail, instead he uses his Hermit Purple to give the group an idea where DIO is.

When the group gets to Italy, Koichi is sent by Jotaro to look for Haruno Shiobana to find out if he is anything like his father and if there has been any contact between them. When Koichi finds Giorno and discerned that he isn’t a bad person he ends up rejoining the Crusaders in their search for DIO.

The AU starts out very similarly to the cannon Part 5 on Giorno’s side, however things start to change with the boss’s order on how to bring Trish to him. Instead of the original one person that comes with Trish, The Boss (DIO) ordered the newest member of the group to bring her to his location which is on the bottom floor instead of the top.

Upon encountering DIO who is wearing a cloak, both Giorno and Trish are hypnotized by the man in order to avoid another instance of a potential pawn escaping, however Giorno managed free himself and tried to attack the man. DIO dodged the attack for the most part, though part of his cloak is destroyed revealing his head and neck. Giorno ends up seeing the Boss’ face to find out it’s his father DIO. DIO compliments Giorno on breaking free from his hypnotism, and tries to talk him into joining his side. Giorno refuses and fights DIO. The fight is mostly one sided due to DIO’s stand ability with DIO not even taking his fight against his son seriously. DIO ends up beating Giorno and when he has the boy at his mercy, a rumbling occurs from the building.

Outside on the other side of the building Josuke, Okuyasu, and Koichi are destroying the building in order to let in some sunlight to try and pin DIO down while Jotaro tries to fight DIO head on. The destruction causes Bucciratti and the gang to head over to the building to try and save Giorno and Trish from what appeared to be another assassination attempt. Bucciratti gets there first to find Giorno badly beaten and two unknown adults fighting it out. Giorno manages to hand off Trish to Bucciratti and tries to tell him about the boss’ true identity but gets hit in the head by DIO. Bucciratti ends up having to rescue both Trish and Giorno while the rest of the gang are still trying navigate through remains of the building. After the group escaped the island, DIO now ends up having to deal with the both the new Stardust Crusaders and the Bucciratti gang trying to kill to him.

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure au #jjba au #haven't decided what to call this au #Maybe Passione of God?