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Never mistake mercy for forgiveness

Jjba writing practice

The form was tall, skin fair and olive in color. Smeared makeup as the lime colored hair framed the androgynously shaped head. The eyes, deep in color, green like the canopy of a rainforest wetted from the rains of stormy days and heavy humidity, were filled with dazed confusion. The form, showing peaks of wiry muscle, dripped the crimson colored fluids, they twisted and rolled down the folds of the outfit. Dripping. Pouring from the spot where the blow had been delivered. The form lurched forward, sneering. He hissed a jumble of words to his attacker. Who's gaze returned once more to the small images of the rainforest canopies that rested within the iris, now they filled with emotion. No longer was he struck with startled confusion, now washing over them was blood lust. A lust that wished to see this form, who had delivered a blow upon the unsuspecting body turned from the attacker, dead. Lust that sought the blood of all who stand in his way. And, as the body lurched forward again brandishing the fist to fill this lust, among the rumbling thunder and pouring rain there was a flash of lighting. The flash sending light into the air causing the pupils to shrink, almost as if to reveal what hide behind these emotions. For a split second a whole flurry of emotions shone through this lust for blood. But it was only for a fleeting moment.

Strike after desperate strike was sent to the blonde haired boy, but he seemed unbothered by this as the man shouted and groaned an agony and rage. Upon striking the boy would step aside and deliver his own punch to the exposed ribs, it was a waiting game now. A game to see who would slip up first. Like wolves they did a primal dance, sifting and twisting around one another, and like wolves they waited to see who fell first. Companions of the boy even gathered watching in intense anticipation as the blows kept being given. The fear seemed to be beginning to over take the man as more pain rushed through his body. This distraction as a voice called from the small crowd was his downfall, and he knew it. As soon as his eyes had darted aside his body seemed to scream, from deep down a primal voice chastised him and condemned him for this, and he knew exactly why. For as soon as he tried to correct this mistake all that he was met with was a fist planted in the face, his body collapsed as the rain continued to poor. He gagged as blood oozed from an assortment of cuts and bruises lined his body. His form tense as he barely held himself up, his gaze locked onto the cement as he caught his breath awaiting his fate. He looked around as footsteps approached, there stood the blonde haired boy he had so relentlessly been fighting, menacing as the rain poured over them. He could hear his heart pounding and once again the eyes shifted, the mask of a relentless murderer had been broken and now true colors showed.

behind the mask of these eyes there was more, pouring with blood and tears the eyes communicated something much clearer now. They spun a tale, sitting here they were filled with fear, the fear of a broken boy helpless to what he had become. Not just by the worlds help but with his own willingness to be molded into the beast that coward here. He huffed catching his breath as he was prepared for another blow to be struck but- a gentle hand was extended, the other shapes of the companions watched carefully, quiet mutters escaping them as the form which had been beaten and bashed looked to the blonde boy. His face still stern and cold but his body now more. . .forgiving? No. No. Merely understanding. Shakily, he raised his own wounded hand, and as his was taken, a strange new chapter seemed to have been opened in his book. He was not miraculously changed or forgiven by this act of kindness, but he was pulled from the deep hole that broken boy had fallen and dug into when he was so young. For the road to recovery was a long process

having a personality disorder means that sometimes Cioccolata is too close also is there anyone who can write some reader-insert for me and this guy? I’m too shy to ask someone in person

Cioccolata 

COMISSIONS OPEN ! 

uhhhhhhhh cioccolata?

Cielito lindo Camino muerto

uhhhhhhhh cioccolata?

Cielito lindo Camino muerto

         “IT'S AN EXTRAORDINARY FEELING

WHEN PARTS OF YOUR BODY ARE

TOUCHED FOR THE FIRST TIME.

I'M THINKING OF THE SENSATIONS

FROM SEX AND SURGERY.”      

 ―      Jenny Holzer  

~commission~ ~full ver. on twitter~

My heart has become colder than this room, long time since I felt joy or happiness All of the roses you planted have lost their touch and faded away

Because i'm struggling to resist this mould That you keep forcing me to cross Your bridge is broken and your signs are facing Straight towards us

- COMMISSION/KO-FI INFO

I have killed their sons and daughters I have choked all their martyrs I have cut the tongue from the ocean blue All because you asked me to I am waiting here for you I am calling out to you I am falling down for you

sike

I might not be dead but I really damn wish I was

im concerned with how Melone touches Fugo

Your soft white flesh turns past me slaked with blood Your evil eyes more damning than a demon's curse Your lovely body soon caked with mud As I carry you to your grave my arms your hearse You stand before me defenceless Your stare unchanging silent, cold, intense sears my brain

DEAN POST DEAN POST DEAN POST

I remember Tumblr exists

Here are some paint pen works, these were my first time using paint pens so 👍

Cutely forces you to perceive my OC x Canon ship.

My OC Ares Joker and his beloved husband Cioccolata ♡

Don't worry, Secco gets love too! ♡

All three of them are married actually

Polyamorous relationships go brr

Ares and Cioccolata’s Daughter: Belladonna Joker (OC)

Guhh crazyass i love her sm

She has three gay dads

Wow

Getting some attention on my Jojo posts recently, not too much which is always good. But makes me think maybe I should post a lil more, just to keep new ppl engaged :P

Have a wip ♡

"If I saw him, I'd still kiss him"

More OC x Canon content lol: [ Ares Joker x Cioccolata ]

"If I saw him, I'd still kiss him"

Gay people missing eachother so much they just kiss in the middle of a crowded street ♡

Siblings from another universe!!!

Belladonna, Oleandro and Toffano meet Madonna (belongs to @//goddess.mixmi on insta)

[The biohazardous] are the children of Cioccolata, Ares (OC) and Secco, Madonna is the daughter of Rosaria (Mimi's OC, who's Cioccolata's sister) and Secco. They're all related one way or another regardless, it's pretty funny 😖