REACHING THE LINE JUST TO START AGAIN.

🖤 independent, sporadic activity & mutuals only roleplay sideblog that features 𝐣𝐨𝐣𝐨'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞's canon & original characters from different parts with a focus on my part 7 muses. summoned by nora | following back from @norastavern ( rules can be found here ) & promo cred.

🖤 roster.

jonathan joestar ( test muse ) ;

okuyasu nijimura ( secondary muse ) ;

shinobu kawajiri ( primary muse ) ;

mamori oshiro | part 4-8 oc ( primary muse ) ;

trish una ( secondary muse ) ;

hot pants ( primary muse ) ;

dolly davenport | part 7 oc with au verses ( primary muse ) ;

yasuho hirose ( secondary muse ) ;

Scared, he asked. " Tu che pensi ? " Trish couldn't quite swallow down the sarcasm. Ever since her small hope of reuniting with her father had been shattered, peace had been a foreign concept. His attempt on her life, in fact, still lingered like a bruise that refused to fade. Bucciarati had risked his own life to save hers, too, and that sacrifice only added another weight of guilt to her shoulders. What she needed was a distraction. A few hours of normalcy. A friend.

" N-no... I can't do it... " Trembling hands raked through the sparse hair on his head, shrunken pupils locked onto the pristine white sheet of paper laid so neatly on the desk in front of him. To be fair to Okuyasu, he had tried. The tip of his pencil touched the page, hesitated, yet managed to scratch out a few uneven lines that marked the shaky beginnings of an opening sentence for his essay. But then, the pressure caught on.

Her Stand, [ Cream Starter ], spun above her palm before she snapped it into motion, firing a ribbon of flesh that sliced through the air. It struck a tree bark in front of the outlaw, cutting off any thought of escape.

indie, mutuals only & sporadic activity 𝐣𝐨𝐣𝐨'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 multimuse sideblog ( following from @norastavern ) / summoned by nora.

" I saw you. " Three little, simple words which are potent enough to make a culprit's guilty heart skip a beat. However, there's no accusation in her tone. Just a playful glint, the sort of teasing complicity you'd find in an average married couple. Yet, despite having known each other for a decade, it's a privilege she decides to share with Kosaku only now.

After all, it's been days since the misdemeanor and her heart still flutters whenever she thinks about it. Her cheeks flush before her thoughts stumble out, half-whispered and laced with amusement.

" AN' YA THINK I AM THE BETTER CANDIDATE !? " Okuyasu blurts, jabbing both thumbs into his chest. His expression is caught somewhere between disbelief and panic: there's no way Maria seriously thinks he's the guy to come to for this kind of advice, especially when his track record with girls is a series of embarrassing defeats.

Still, for her sake, he will give it a try.