TheRealEmoWeeb

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GUYS WENDY’S HAS A FUCKING WATTPAD WHAT RHENBSBSJSJDBDNNSJS

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@TheRealEmoWeeb Ive been following them for a while XD
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TheRealEmoWeeb

JonathanxReader crack. (I got inspired off of a tiktoker for this so ye Creds to her forgot her user whoops xd)
          
          (Y/N) was sitting on a bench holding JoJonathans s O f T hand. They were vibing and (Y/N) said something to JonnyJonny
          “JOOOOJOOOOOOO, I want to take this to the nExT lEvEl ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)” (Y/N) said with a slight smirk. “Oh! So you wanna get married?” JoJo said, being too much of a cinnamon roll adn so frIGDIN PURE-
          “No, like, m o r e~~~~~~~~~~~” She/He/They said, pulling up her right p a n t.
          “Oh no! I-I can’t look at a womans thighs! It’s impolite!” JoJonny thinks in his head as he turns into a thing that Kakyoin licks or something. Idk I’m not American. (JOKE. I AM AMERICAN.) He keeps on staring despite it being r00d as (Y/N) continues slowly. Jonathan eventually explodes.
          “Oh... I never got to tell him I was a boy either...” (Y/N) Whispered.
          
          EnD

TheRealEmoWeeb

“J-Jotaro..?”
          The boy asked, seeing him for the first time in 3 years. It was a boy who was in a hospital suit, a curled bang on the left of his head, lavender eyes, and pinkish-reddish hair. It was him. Noriaki Kakyoin, his love.
          
          Before you could say:
          Chaseisabadopeningjklolitsliterallygodly,
          Jotaro rushed to Kakyoin, hugging him. He didn’t care about his condition, he wanted to see him again. Crying silently into his suit happy to see him again. JiJi(Old man or in this case the old man) was right. Kakyoin was safe.
          
          Kakyoin seen Jotaros tears and lifted his head.
          “It’s alright... I’m here for you.”
          Kakyoin said as he kissed Jotaros forehead.
          “K-Kakyoin I... I love you... don’t scare me like that I thought you actually died.” (HEADCANON: Jotaro is a Tsundere. Opinion or eat an Onion)
          “Jotaro I... never thought you’d say that...”
          Those three words made Kakyoin happy. Jotaro then pulls Kakyoin in for a kiss.
          「一緒にずうっと居てください。」
          (Or “Issho nizuu tto ite kudasai.”, “Please stay with me forever.”
          “I will gladly, Jotaro.”
          Kakyoin said still hugging him.
          
          ~ end ~
          (I got bored and was depressed so I wrote this because yes I want my jotakak to cure me .3.)
          All characters belong to JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure by Hirohiko Araki.

TheRealEmoWeeb

(Changed my mind, will announce it.)
          Jotaro x Kakyoin - Afterbattle. Everyone lives AU.
          (AGNST/FLUFF also spoilers ;_;)
          Kakyoin used his signature attack, Emerald Splash. DIO Perfectly deflected it, sending Kakyoin for the water tower right trough the gut, almost dying. He hit the clock to warn the crusaders of DIOs ability.
          
          Just thinking about the memories made Jotaro tear up. It has been 3 years since Kakyoin entered his coma. He visited done last time because he lost hope to think he was dead. He knocked on the door to check and what he heard was a familiar voice...
          “O-oh! Come in!”
          The voice said sort of startled. It sounded so familiar, he felt tears in his eyes and came in. Hoping it wasn’t a doctor this time. When suddenly...
          You failed to protect him
          w̠̘̗͖̮̥ͣ̽ͫ͂h͚̖̜̍̃͐y͉̝͖̻̯ͮ̒̂ͮ͋ͫͨ e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊ b͎̣̫͈̥̗͒͌̃͑̔̾ͅo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆ n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊w̠̘̗͖̮̥ͣ̽ͫ͂
          h͚̖̜̍̃͐e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑'s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚ g͎͚̥͎͔͕ͥ̿o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣn͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊k̲̱̠̞̖ͧ̔͊̇̽̿̑ͯͅ y͉̝͖̻̯ͮ̒̂ͮ͋ͫͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈'r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ w̠̘̗͖̮̥ͣ̽ͫ͂o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐ n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣn͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊g͎͚̥͎͔͕ͥ̿
          d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅu̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈m̘͈̺̪͓ͩ͂̾ͪ̀̋b͎̣̫͈̥̗͒͌̃͑̔̾ͅa̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚
          y͉̝͖̻̯ͮ̒̂ͮ͋ͫͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆ e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑x̥͕̮̠̦͉̑̉̄̀̚i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣs̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣn͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊c͔ͣͦ́́͂ͅe̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚h͚̖̜̍̃͐o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈l͕͖͉̭̰ͬ̍ͤ͆̊ͨd̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ b͎̣̫͈̥̗͒͌̃͑̔̾ͅe̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ p̱̱̬̻̞̩͎̌ͦ̏e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣs̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚h͚̖̜̍̃͐e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ
          y͉̝͖̻̯ͮ̒̂ͮ͋ͫͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊u̟͎̲͕̼̳͉̲ͮͫͭ̋ͭ͛ͣ̈ n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆ p̱̱̬̻̞̩͎̌ͦ̏r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑c͔ͣͦ́́͂ͅt̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ h͚̖̜̍̃͐i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣm̘͈̺̪͓ͩ͂̾ͪ̀̋
          
          (Part 2 in a bit)