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Pol and Avdol’s hug in the OVA was the most wholesome moment in the entire show and that’s a fact
Will the blue dino bite an Italian cowboy or not?
R̴̛̤̐ơ̴̱̣̟̦̜͂̊̂̕͠h̸͍̻̥̖͔̲̆̅͐͒a̶͓̪̓̒ṅ̴͕̔̑̂̇ and ✨𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓼 𝓓𝓸𝓸𝓻✨
the boys saw something and I don’t know what
some pretty old doodles that I still like a lot (some of them are 1-2 months old)
at this point I don’t know what I’m doing I just wish Pol would wear something more fancier :”>
aa I didn’t draw them in awhile ;v;
these dudes are actually nuts ngl I wish they had a good relationship like usually good bros have ;(
man I actually would love to see how these 2 psychos live a quite and bright life together :”> their deaths for me was one of the most heartbreaking deaths for the minor antagonists–
I guess here’s yet some shipping arts the idea for the last one came to me when I was in a shower and I think it’s the most shitposting art I’ve ever made by myself– (shower thoughts are the best honestly)
I think he would wear something like that 🤔
some JoJo memes that I have redrawn some time ago
I just love them sfm–
I drew every Jojo as a DnD class 💁💥
The thing about Josuke is that, since the age of four, he’s had 24/7 access to a secret superpower that lets him instantly and completely fix anything that goes wrong in his life. Anything that breaks, anyone that gets hurt, anything that happens and has a negative result can be immediately rewound and brushed off as if it never happened with nobody ever the wiser; after all, it’s not like anyone he’s met can even SEE his stand, let alone realize he’s using it to do anything. Even if he does it while someone else is present, would they really believe that Josuke has some sort of healing superpower over the idea that they were just wrong about the thing having been broken in the first place? Probably not.
What kind of effect would that power have on a developing kid?
Imagine that he’s playing a video game and he’s getting really frustrated because he keeps dying in the same place over and over. If that happened to you, what would you do? Maybe gear up to chuck the controller into the TV? But, wait, you can’t do that! If you did, it might be satisfying for a second, but then you’d have to deal with the fallout of a broken TV and an angry parent. Not worth it. Josuke, on the other hand? If HE totally destroyed the TV, he could have that momentary satisfaction of letting the frustration out, then just quickly fix the TV and get back to the grind. No harm, no foul, no bits of glass to sweep out of the carpet or mother tearing her hair out in upset. Of COURSE he’d do it. Why wouldn’t he?
Imagine that he forgets his locker combination, because oops head too full of teenage miscellany. Would he go through the effort of fumbling around to find whichever pocket he shoved the slip of paper with his combination in to open it while he’s already late to class? Or would he just tear the door off its hinges, retrieve his stuff, and shove it back on in two seconds flat? Imagine that he’s messing around with some friends trying to climb a huge tree, when one of them falls getting two broken bones and a concussion. Would he call the friend an ambulance and decide climbing tall trees is too dangerous? Or would he just climb down, heal the friend back up, say something to the effect of “oh wow, good thing you ended up okay!”, and continue doing what he was doing safe in the knowledge that his stand could save him or cushion the fall if HE ever slipped? (He may not be able to HEAL himself, but he can certainly protect himself from the same kinds of damage other people get.)
Those are all just hypotheticals, but we do see examples of him doing those kinds of things in the series. He beats up anyone who pisses him off only to instantly heal them afterwards. He tears off Hazamada’s locker door to look inside without a second thought. In the wake of his grandpa’s murder, he destroys and fixes a ton of furniture in his house. He mentions fixing a friend’s broken leg. He DEFINITELY doesn’t shy away from anything dangerous, and not just out of general shounen recklessness. When Aqua Necklace hides inside his mother’s body, he forgoes any convoluted plan to save her and just punches her through the stomach without hesitation because he knows with 100% certainty, the certainty of lived experience, that she’d be completely fine afterwards, that she wouldn’t even notice. He waited to try healing his grandpa when he saw him sprawled across the floor because he didn’t have a doubt in his mind that, even if he took his time getting there, as soon as he did he’d be up again like nothing happened. (He was only wrong once.)
The thing about Josuke is that, since the age of four, he’s learned that being reckless almost never leads to consequences. He’s learned that its okay to make mistakes because pretty much any mistake he makes can be quickly and easily fixed with no lasting damage. He’s learned that, as long as he’s the one who takes responsibility for something, everything turns out okay for everyone.
We can see all that easily in his personality and the way he acts. He’s unbelievably chill, cool-headed and reasonable even in situations where NOBODY would be; stakes are very different for somebody who can effortlessly reverse anything short of death, so of course he doesn’t panic at those sorts of things. By contrast, things like “no money” or “waded into leech pool” (or, for a more serious example that comes up in the series, “friend/family is missing”) are not as easily fixed and thus are a much bigger deal.
Despite how much it takes to make him full on panic, though, he is far from careful on a regular day. Sure, he may be chill, but all that means is that he’ll calmly and deliberately do something insane instead of doing it in a panicked frenzy. We see dozens of examples of Josuke casually thinking his way out of situations by coming up with a crazy reckless solution on the spot that would be a last-ditch measure by anyone else, just because he’s so used to thinking with his stand’s ability in mind. (While you could maybe argue this applies to most Jojo protagonists, I still think Josuke manages to be one of the most reckless on-the-spot planners in the series while also being one of the most generally well-collected AND having a solidly in-place sense of self preservation, which is still an interesting combination in contrast with the other protagonists.)
It’s worth noting, of course, that Josuke DOES have a bit of a (literal) hair-trigger temper, but rages on Josuke are short, concentrated, and in a strange sense, controlled. While he’s certainly much less reasonable and more destructive than usual when in rage mode, said destruction never extends past the source of the anger; he feels mad, so he lets it out, handles the situation, and almost instantly falls back to baseline. Like chucking a controller at a TV and fixing it back up. A controlled explosion.
All of this is to say that, even when Josuke does reckless or destructive things, it’s not because Josuke himself is a reckless or destructive person; far from it. Josuke’s top priority is keeping the peace. Why else would he choose to be so meek towards bullies on the first day of school, even knowing he could wipe the floor with them? Why else would his first reaction to being told he was the result of an affair be to humbly apologize for the trouble his existence caused, instead of any kind of personal confusion or upset? The only reason he acts how he does is because he knows from experience that inserting himself into a situation, striking fast and hard however is appropriate, then fixing up the aftermath, is the most efficient way to solve problems for himself and everyone around him. He’s not a pushover. He’ll stand up for himself and what’s important to him when he needs to. But ultimately he just wants the best for everyone, and since he’s been gifted the ability to fix things, to heal, doesn’t it make sense to use it?
In that way, Josuke acts as a perfect foil to Kira. Neither of them deny themselves whatever they want, neither of them are used to experiencing consequences for their actions, and both of them just want a peaceful life; the difference is, Kira destroys problems. Josuke fixes them.
An interesting side effect of this mindset is that Josuke ends up taking on responsibility for all sorts of things that are in no way his burdens to bear. We see a number of times throughout the series that he never backs away from a situation he could potentially do something about, to the point of even inserting himself into situations he really doesn’t need to. Any time he CAN heal someone, he does; in the Harvest episode, in particular, Josuke heals a number of tiny injuries Okuyasu picked up without comment as soon as he could. It’s so ingrained that, during their dice game, Rohan mutilates himself in order to keep Josuke from running away, since he knew Josuke would never leave him like that even though they hate each other. Of course Josuke would consider it his responsibility to heal the hand Rohan messed up himself such that he’d stay in a terrible situation he could easily walk away from just for the opportunity to heal him. It’s a no-brainer.
And because Josuke takes on so much extra responsibility, because Josuke is considered by both all his friends and himself to be the multi-purpose get out of jail free card, he takes it that much harder whenever anything seriously goes wrong. There’s almost a level of existential disbelief to it. Sure, anybody would be upset when something bad happens, like, say, a family member or friend dying because of your own negligence, but with Josuke… When his grandpa dies, and then paralleled later when Okuyasu gets blown up by Killer Queen, he sounds confused. Like he just experienced something impossible. People can’t die around him. It’s not even a question. He has a healing superpower! People can’t die around someone with a healing superpower, especially not when they’re literally a few steps away!! So, then, if it really did happen, what does that say about him? When he gets the call from Koichi during the fight against Sheer Heart Attack, he panics and rushes into action immediately. It’s easy to imagine what could have been flashing through his mind.
Because of his stand, the stand he got after a formative experience when he was just a small kid, he always has the unique ability to help. To help himself, to help others. All he has to do is put in the effort, show as much kindness as he can as soon as it’s needed, and he can keep everyone happy and healthy. At the end of the day, if he can do something, he will. Every time.
The thing about Josuke is that, since the age of four, he decided that he wanted to be like the person who saved him when he and his mom were stranded in the snow. He saw the way that guy went out of his way to help a total stranger, showing kindness to people who needed it more than he could ever know, taking off his coat in the cold despite his own injuries just because it was the right thing to do, and he thought: “I want to be like that”. Through that decision, he received the power to do just that. Over the years, he used that power again and again; for himself, for others, for everyone he could. And eventually, that’s exactly the kind of person he grew into.
What is it, that you heart doeth truly desire? Is it a crusade, power, fortune, or mayhaps an escapade?
How would you describe an ideal form of said desire? Would it be, quirky, delicate, frightful or maybe even infuriating?
And who would you take on the quest to achieve said desire? Would it be a friend, a foe, a stranger or even an arch-nemesis?
I have thought of those questions for as long as I can recall, and I have found the answer true to my heart.
I wish for an escapade, but not an ordinary one, no no. A truly unique, bizarre even, escapade. Along I would take a member of a family originating from England, eventually residing mostly in the United States.
Some may describe it as a JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.
@lobrac I see you
🩸🕸 Father Dearest 🕸🩸
It was a blur. First you were walking the bustling streets of Cairo with your mother shopping for food and next thing you know you're knocked out by what seemed to be something you could only describe as a ghost. You had your own ghost of sorts, it said it’s name was Quiet Riot, and as your body was dragged into a large castle you wondered if they could be in any way related.
You finally came to a cold dark room, your arms being bound behind your back. Screams of pure agony, distilled by the echoey chamber of the castle, reached your ears. Feeble body desperately fighting against your bonds as Quiet Riot appeared before you and began tying the ropes around your wrists and ankles. Free now and able to walk, you made your way to the door, where you were shakily able to pick the lock that bolted you in, surprising considering your vision being blurred by tears and your mind rushing with thoughts of we're your mother could be, and god forbid if those screams were hers.
The heavy wooden door slowly creaked open to reveal long winding stone hallways. They were dark with the exception of a few candles smattered about, and you wondered why they didn't open the heaven curtains blocking the window, but that wasn't important right now.
Bare feet against cobblestone you rushed in the direction of the noises. After the twists and turns of the castle confused you and sent you in a circle, you finally found yourself in front of a large pair of double doors. The screams had gone quiet a minute or so ago and you weren't even sure if this is where they had been emanating from, but nonetheless you trusted your gut. You were going to find your mother and get out of here. Your small hands pushed against the grain of the oak, and with assistants from Quiet Riot, they were opened with ease.
The sight that lay behind those doors where nothing you could have ever been prepared to see. Your mothers body, limp and gray on the stone floor, blood pooling out of her neck into a crimson puddle beneath her. Then you saw him, his amber eyes making contact with your own froze you in place. And he spoke
“My my, I am terribly sorry you had to see that”
Cruelty dripped from his voice, and in an instant he stood in front of you, hand grasping your chin as he smiled at you.
‘How could he have approached me so fast, does he have some kind of special ghost like me?’
The giant of a man’s mouth opened to speak once more but then, like a flash of lighting, something inside you switched on, and the Riot’s hands threw the man a few feet from you, even with all your force you could sense he wasn't hurt in the slightest, but all you needed was a moment before you except what was sure to come. Tears were flowing down your face now as you quickly dropped to your knees before your mothers corpse, though you barely had a second to grieve her fate.
“Quite the stand you have there”
The figure lifted you now by the throat, cutting off the air to your brain, and a small squeak of fear left your mouth, he laughed.
‘How could he? How could he laugh after taking the life of an innocent woman?’
The fear you felt now came not from the idea of your life ending soon, but the absolute monster who stood before you.
You made one last futile attempt with Riot to get away from his grasp, but another yellow ghost simply grabbed the stand, making it impossible to move any part of your body. All you could do was move your eyes to see the body of your mother once more, as her murderer held your life in a single hand. If you had to go out now at least you would be with your mother soon.
“You would prefer to die here and join your mother in the afterlife then stay and barely hang on to your puny life?”
Shit you haven't realized you had said that last part out loud.
“You are an interesting child”
He paused to think for a moment
“I was going to kill you here and now, but I'm beginning to change my mind…” He uttered a few more unintelligible words as you blacked out from asphyxiation, the image of his sharp toothed smile burning into the backs of your eyelids.
An unfamiliar comfort enveloped your body, not the usual rough cotton cot you slept on. The plush velvet and silk was alien to you, but you couldn't help but snuggle farther into the bed. Then the creaking of your door opening, well there goes your quiet comfort. An old woman enters the room, you weren't quite sure who she was, but you put on the rather nice the clothes she gave you and followed her down a stone hallway, as she explained that Lord Dio would like to see you, the image of the man in question was a bit foggy but you knew he was an important figure in your life, perhaps a friend or family member? You couldn't put your finger on it.
As you reached a pair of large oak doors you stopped, the old women pushing them open for you. It was your first good look at the room, a library or study of some kind, every surface having a few dripping candles adorning it. Why didn't they just open the curtains if they wanted light? Well that wasn't important right now, because a large golden haired man, Lord Dio, was ushering you over.
Your new shoes patterned against the stone floor as you walked to the armchair he was sitting in, taking a leisurely stance with a book in hand, sipping what you assumed was red wine.
Your e/c eyes made contact with his own amber pair as he gestured for you to make a seat in the rather expensive looking chair across from him.
“Goodmorning, my child, how was your rest?”
Yes, it clicked. Lord Dio was your father of course, how could you be so silly to forget? You had the privilege of being the child of the most powerful man on earth and you just forgot? How idiotic of you.
“It was good, I was quite disoriented this morning though, I'm not sure why” You smiled at him and picked up a tea cup from the small table in front of you. Pouring yourself a cup of earl gray out listened to your father.
“Hm, I wonder why, perhaps you've been having night terrors. I assume you're still prepared for stand training today though, yes?”
“Of course father” You sipped your drink, the hot liquid scolding your tongue just a bit, as Lord Dio had a small chuckle at your expense, you laughed with him, it was humorous to an extent, even if your tongue was a bit burned now.
Blowing on your drink to cool it down now, the man in front of you discussed plans for stand training today. At some point a servant walked in with a tray of food, none of which your father touched, but you gladly indulged.
You were excited for your next day of learning, your father always had more knowledge to give. So as you ate your breakfast and read another poetry book suggested by him, you were happy to be blessed with this life, the life of the child of the most powerful man on this Earth.
Thanks a lot for reading :))
Fun fact of the post: When I first heard about jojo i thought dio was an old scrunkly man lolz (-_-)
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Couple sketches I made last night based off of requests!
What is your favorite Jojo chapter, and why is it Diamond is Unbreakable?
I'm watching Phantom Blood again, and I like to think that Dio Brando decided to do one nice thing for Jonathan.
And that one nice thing was killing George Jostar.
Like, Dio spent years watching how George treated Jojo and was just like "Damn! I might hate Jojo with every fiber of my being, but no one deserves to be treated like this by their own dad. I'm gonna spend the rest of my time destroying this guy, but I'll at least do him one favor and get rid of his asshole dad for him."
Wow, I can’t believe it!
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