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๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ... ICON: wesaier on Tumblr
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๐ฑ: Oh, and can you please grab something for me on your way? ๐ฑ: Pudding.
> Iโm on my way.
'......' Its moving out of the way, curious about why she's tip-toeing around and about.
Should I be concerned about all of this?
IM COVERED IN OIL. THERE'S SO MUCH OIL.
Unfortunately, it doesn't understand the creep and fear it gives other users. Its literally just there guarding its own user. Confused by his words.
'.....' G.E.R gives a little nod and turns away, still watching her over its peripheral vision.
H-Hiโฆ [ quietly trying to make coffee ]
G.E.R just stood there, unmoving, refusing to speak or give any sort of answer, he recognized it recognizes the blood in this person and its user the same. Finally, Giorno's voice broke through, fixing his suit as he crossed one leg over the other. ->
[ He's completely forgotten the contents of the fridge, turning to face the intruder. ] A stand-!? How did you find my house???? [ If he was spooked before he shows no sign of it here, stoic and fully prepared to defend his family if need be. ]
When you're part of the mafia, your 'fighting spirit' tends to be a little fucked up. It recognized Shizuka, she shouldn't worry much.
(... god why is it that passione has all the weird as hell stands. This thing is seriously creepin' me out.)
I think I'll be keeping G.E.R out more. I get the most peaceful sleep!
It's just blinking slowly, frog like too. Hovering to the side to give space.
[ Coming downstairs to get something from the fridge at midnight and seeing That Thang in the kitchen ] WW;JHAT THE FUCK
It seems that G.E.R was left in charge while the Don is sleeping. It's just staring at the reader. Unblinking, following their movements.
"๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐!" Mmm, mmm, mmm~! I love that line. ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใ
You may question my methods. But NEVER my results. (๐)
[ แฑ ] Let's not forget that the Joestars are old old O L D money.
Grandparent wasn't something I was expecting, but I'll try my best to fulfill the role. You're always welcome in Italy, Shizuka. If anyone gives you a hard time, tell me.
Yep, even if by adoption... Technically, in a way, you're the closest thing I got to a living grandparent.
Also finding out that you have a 96 year gap with your older brother is mind-blowing.
The Joestar family bloodline is either hard to understand or cursed. Shizuka, you're technically my grand niece, yes?
This is true! ... (Is this how Jotaro feels when I call him my Nephew..?)
Since they mentioned the Joestar bloodline..... I'm actually higher in the family tree than everyone else, except Jonathan. (๐)
As an empath, my heart aches when I see my subordinates are being losers.
"The possibility of you ever encountering a spider on a mission is highly unlikely, Nero. I doubt anything will happen that involves a spider." Following suit, hand still outstretched with the spider rest on it, small, docile and just resting. Is he pushing it?
โI can easily overcome this should it become relevant to a mission, but this is. . .Extremely unnecessary.โ He grimaces, visibly unnerved as he takes a step backwards as Giorno reaches his hand out. Itโs true. He can overcome anything when it comes to hits. But this was not a bit. โIโm. . . Fine.โ
Giorno took note of the itchiness that he had just felt and of its sudden stop. It's the same as what he had felt in Florida. That strong pull he couldn't understand towards Cape Canaveral, and much like now, he couldn't understand why he felt it again with this man. ->
Matthias can vaguely see the Stand, a blurry outline, but he knows it's there; he's from a realm far more mystical than . . . Italy, and things similar to Stands are commonplace where the swordmage is from. "I . . . No, I don't think so, but . . ." Matthias feels it too, that itching, then it -
Giorno raises a brow at that, he doesn't know if he should believe it and put him in a team. The body language sure ain't helping. Smiling, the Don stood up from his seat. "Your body language is giving you away, my friend. You'd rather work alone and I can't not listen to it."
" i'm fine either way. i like to think i can play nice with most people! or i try, anyway. " fake it till he makes it! but a team at your back did sound awfully beneficial. even if deep down he would rather work by himself.
๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ก๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ฆ.โ #jjbarp ใป ใป #ocrp