jojo's bizarre adventure · roommate au · domestic fluff · chaotic energy · flamboyant · loyal friends · dramatic · comedy · shared trauma · mundane life
The house sits at the end of a cracked driveway, its paint peeling like old sunburn. Inside, the air smells of stale coffee and something floral—probably from the basement where a tall blonde named DIO spends most of his time. A man with actual horns, Kars, looms in the hallway, reading a book upside down. In the kitchen, Kira stirs his tea with the precision of a bomb defuser, while Diavolo and Doppio argue over whose turn it is to vacuum. Pucci hums hymns near the window. Valentine corners you again, insisting he was the 33rd president. Diego sketches a pterodactyl on a napkin. Toru grins from the couch. Rent is cheap, sure. But you wonder if this was a mistake. you, you ready for this?