3WeeksForDreamwidth: Day Eight/Nine: Jolyne Cujoh!

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Sorry I forgor yesterday! Here are some flash fics about Jolyne Cujoh from JJBA!

(halp i'm running out of themes that make sense)

1: "would you believe me if I said I was in a time loop?"


Jolyne goes from being torn apart by Made in Heaven to sitting on a bus that smells like stale sweat, and she nearly falls out of her damn seat from sheer exhaustion. I guess you do really see your entire life flash before your eyes when you die…

“Hey! You okay!” Ermes. She tries to help a shaking Jolyne back up into her seat. Without even thinking, Jolyne grabs her wrist.

“I know you’re not going to believe me, but-”


Jolyne was right. She vibrates out of her seat in the visitor’s room, and the instant that Jotaro Kujo walks through the door, she jumps out of her seat. “Dad, you’re not going to believe me, but I’ve gone through this whole thing twice! I think time is looping!”

Her father nods, like Jolyne’s just told him what she wants from McDonalds. “How long is the loop?”



Jolyne keeps her voice casual. “Hey, FF?”

“Yeah?” They lean in closer to Jolyne.

“I’m in a time loop.”

“Okay.” Foo Fighters seems surprisingly calm. They pause to take a long sip of their SuperSize cup of water. “What’s a time loop?”



Jolyne turns to Weather. “I’m in a time loop. Also the priest stole your memories. And he’s your twin brother.”

Weather’s facial expression changes rapidly, between placid acceptance to shock to mad anger. The air fills with electricity. Out of the corner of her eye, Jolyne thinks she can see a rainbow forming.

Eh, can’t win ‘em all.


Jolyne’s body is sticky and tired and she’d honestly take getting the shit kicked out of her by Made in Heaven if it means ending the loop. She brushes a few damp strands of hair out of her face. “Hey, Anasui?”

The man in question responds. “Yes, Jolyne?”

“I’m pretty sure I’m in a time loop.”

The two of them sit there for a while, baking in the hot Florida sun. “Have we… kissed in any of the previous timelines?”



2: "fresh out of the slammer"

The Florida sun beat down hot and heavy on Ermes’s face, her baby curls stuck to her skin like glue. She has half a mind to flip the damn thing off, but the sound of a car pulling up shocks her out of her thoughts.

It’s a painfully average vehicle, dark grey with more than a few dents and an I Brake For Manatees bumper sticker that’s seen better days. Ermes is just about to go back to waiting for the next bus when a familiar face comes tumbling out of the car.

“ERMES!” Jolyne yells, probably loud enough to wake the dead, and before Ermes can react, Jolyne sweeps her up in a hug.

It’s been so long since she’s touched Jolyne that Ermes has forgotten what her body feels like against her own, how shockingly strong she is for someone so slender, how she’s almost tall enough to press her forehead up against Ermes’s, and she presses Jolyne closer to her, almost like she’s trying to absorb her into her body, make up for the years of enforced separation. “Hey, Jolyne.”

She plants a kiss on Ermes’s forehead, and it feels like coming home.

3: "I've got some regrets, I'll bury them in Florida"

They bury him in Florida.

It’s not a proper funeral by any means, which is fine, because there’s no way in hell that Enrico Pucci deserves a proper funeral, but after it’s all left and done, and everyone’s sweaty and damp from the ocean and their bodies ache with the combined effort and stress of multiple days worth of fighting, they’re all standing around a shallow hole with a dead guy in it looking for something to say.

Something rises up in Jolyne’s throat. It’s not an emotion she’s familiar with. Despite her best efforts, she can’t keep it down. “I love you, Dad.”

Jotaro Kujo, his face wrapped in blood-soaked bandages, turns to her. He nods back. Me too.