Tendou was everything but normal. He danced and drank like any other college student. But there was something off about him. He was a little special as some people called him but he had the brightest red eyes and the strange interest in a very quiet bartender who just so happened to be just as strange. ~~~~ ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Mentions of: - Small bits of self harm - Ableism - Homophobia - Alcohol - Smoking (cigarettes)

After being thrown into a fountain on their first encounter, JoJo is hardly left with pleasant feelings about this Caesar Zeppeli. Hamon adept or not, he's arrogant, uptight, and a complete player, and he knows the Italian thinks about as well of him. But the threat of the pillarmen is one that will take more than one untrained 18-year-old to stop, and the uneasy truce they strike soon becomes camaraderie, then friendship, then something else - something JoJo knows would cost him a friendship to admit, and Caesar is sure JoJo couldn't possibly want. With each fight becoming more desperate and the fate of the Stone in the balance, both need to decide what they want - and what they're willing to risk - before it's too late. tldr: CaeJose Battle Tendency. Original cover art by @rawrtist

Jotaro looks up. The sea is flat, the tide low and the waves are weakly splashing onto the shore. He turns around, treading water, staring at the man by the shore. Kakyoin watches as Jotaro bobs with the waves, his gaze soft, but behind his eyes was something akin to fear, dark and gloomy. Jotaro just wanted to take his hand, and drag him in. After all, there really was nothing to be afraid of.