Joseph volunteers to go ahead and defeat D’arby the gambler on his own.
Jotaro: Simply says, “Oi, old man.” Doesn’t try to stop him otherwise.
Kakyoin willingly accepts D’arby the gamer’s request to compete with him.
Jotaro: Tries repeatedly to convince D’arby and Kakyoin that Kak shouldn’t go first.
((And of course there’s also this))
Joseph and Polnareff's souls are taken by D'arby the gambler.
Jotaro: first reaction is to analyse the situation, tells Avdol to stop his attempt to beat up D'arby
Kakyoin's soul is taken by D'arby the gamer.
Jotaro: first reaction is to beat up D'arby
It's funny and cute how during the D’arby fights, Jotaro instantly goes into defensive mode when it comes to Kakyoin, but remains calm and collected for the other crusaders. Not to say he doesn't love them all equally, not the case at all. But Jotaro’s love for Kakyoin is very different than for everyone else. And poor Jojo just got his boyfriend back, he's absolutely done with the D’arbys.
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my most persistent toxic trait is that i wholeheartedly unironically think glee is a good show
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hello i've briefly returned from my long hiatus
i'm. working on stuff? if you noticed i unfollowed you it's because i'm massively narrowing down the stuff on my feed. it doesn't mean i have anything against you! im just trying to keep my social media feeds more curated. i've gotten a massive spike of anxiety even thinking about going anywhere online other than a couple of my friends' dm's and tiny servers on discord lately. but i want to be able to share my work. being able to share my work and allow my thoughts to impact other people is what gives me the greatest joy... i've just been so scared to share anything really because i gained such a panic that anything i would say would open the floodgates for harassment of any kind, no matter what i said or even what i didn't say. i've not been directly hurt by this, it's mostly just an unending fear of imagining the worst possible outcome. but i know a lot of people who have, some of which are my closest friends, and the internet isn't... as fun as it used to be.
it's taken me ages to even want to make this post at all. it's arguably the last time i will be bluntly honest about my feelings directly for the foreseeable future, because i no longer feel safe doing so with anyone other than a couple few close friends. i'm not saying this to point any fingers or try and say others are the problem, i'm simply stating my feelings to explain why i've taken the actions i have. i'm gonna be making a lot of changes to how i post things and reorganizing stuff around so it will hopefully be a lot easier for me in the future to be less frightened to even open any social media page, and in turn, i'll still be able to share my works with people who adore seeing them or who may even need to see them, depending on the content. but if i become more closed off to messages and asks and stuff, well, I apologize, but i'm not in the mental headspace to handle it right now.
i appreciate everyone who has stuck around here despite my absence. the amount of people still following me even though i've barely posted anything in ages is... astounding to me. thank you. whether or not it was intentional hoping i would come back or you simply forgot you followed me ages ago, thank you.
hopefully this change ends up being for the better for everyone.
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Part of what’s so fun about the earliest Tim comics is how he is clearly an outsider with an abnormal amount of information and self-investment. He has spent about 4 years learning things by guesses and intuition and a child’s passionate detective work, all without ever actually talking to anyone directly. He thinks he knows…but he doesn’t.
He knows their identities, he’s super passionate about what those identities symbolize, he knows their addresses and a creepy amount about their schedules and associates. He knows the stories he’s found in newspapers and on tv or that he’s seen himself. He remembers meeting Dick, and seeing Batman, and he’s seen them again many times since, from a distance or in photos/videos. But he doesn’t know anything else! And most importantly, he doesn’t know them personally in the way he’ll end up knowing them over time.
He didn’t actually know where their base was until Dick showed him the Batcave! He’d never actually met Alfred despite knowing his name! He knew the places Dick lived in New York but he didn’t know the messy situation that led to Dick moving out of Kory’s apartment! He essentially studied Batman and Robin for years and yet still, he has to badger Dick for more information on the history of Robin because Tim was a child and not there during that history, no matter how much of a Robin fan he was.
His only clues as to how to navigate their emotions and personalities is based on guessing how they might react, he doesn’t have the experiential framework to actually know. He assumes Dick will be upset to hear Tim talk about his parents dying, so he avoids bringing it up and apologizes when he does. And he’s not wrong, Dick is a bit upset to talk about it, but Tim doesn’t actually know the feelings Dick has on it or how he’d handle those feelings. (He probably doesn’t know Dick has been going to therapy.)
And Tim initially assumes Dick must take on the Robin mantle and support Batman, completely unaware of exactly how complicated and unfitting and bad that is for Dick at this point. To Tim, Dick is his Robin! Of course he is the perfect person to fulfill the role of Robin. But to Dick, he has set Robin aside, he has been building independence from Bruce as he grapples with the ways Bruce treated him over the years. He has already become someone new and cannot return to what is, for him, his child self. Tim doesn’t see this! He knows the fun facts but he doesn’t know anything beyond that! (Until later.)
(Tim knows about Jason, but he does not know Jason. He had never met him. And yet he spends the next several years until Jason’s return telling Dick that he thinks about Jason and what it means to be the third Robin every day. Jason might as well be fiction to him, existing in his mind, in legends, and in the ripples he left behind.)
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