#jjba drabble

[apocalypseyoshia]

I can’t stop thinking about yandere dad Kars with a energetic kid reader so fuck uni work I’m going to write it

Yandere dad kars x reader

(Small update; i wrote this at 4 am in a melatonin high soo if you see any mistakes, no you don’t.)

You where probably a child found by his tribe after a fight. None of the elders thought you should stay, you where from a different tribe, you where their enemy, you shouldn’t have the luxury of living on especially when your tribe had lost.

Kars back then was a fighter he had earned himself a high rank high enough where it’s respectable but he still got to fight on the battlefield, he had heard of your existence but he was neutral on the matter, after all why would he care about an existence of a child? That is until he had met you.

You where crying for hours with no sign of stopping anytime soon, he was polishing off his weapons and your insufferable crying had gotten to him, how bad is it to stop a child from crying? Why is it taking this long? how come your tiny vocal cords haven’t given up?

All these questions had infuriated him so he went to see for himself and what he saw shocked him, you had been crying your little lungs out, to the point where your face was practically blue. He had to respect how strong you where to hold out like that.

He calmly walked over to you and the moment you saw him your cry’s died down till they eventually disappeared, maybe it’s because kars reminded you of your own father or you felt he had no malicious intent towards you unlike more than half of the tribe, but it didn’t matter you had finally stopped crying and the people who were taking care of you had to seize the opportunity.

You know that feeling that first time father’s say they feel after holding their child for the first time, as if they wanted to protect them from the cruel cold world, like they always wanted to keep them by their side and never let them leave? now multiply that feeling by an unimaginable number that was how kars felt as he held you for the first time.

While kars held you for the first time while the others had trying to get you to eat since from when you came to them till now you had not eaten a thing. kars had to admit after finding this out he was angry, no anger wasn’t even close to what he was feeling. I mean how absolutely how could they let a baby as small as you go hungry! Do they just not have a working brain are they stupid! yea that’s it they are all Incompetent he can’t let them take care of you, if he did he would be a horrible fath- caretaker he meant caretaker.

He took the spoon from them and looked at them angrily as of to say ‘don’t you dare come near us’ they took the hint and took a step back to scared to interrupt him, they knew better. Kars slowly being to feed you, you where small on the edge of malnourishment, he fed you even more than necessary he didn’t want to see you that malnourishment ever again he would never let that happen.

To the others distain he had grown fond of you, assigning himself as your father, and god as your father he made everything so much harder to deal with. he was insisted on feeding you, he refused to let you sleep away from him and it took you longer to walk because he had thought that you should just rely on him, the other kids where five and running, while you where five and learning how to stand up without grabbing onto something.

You learned everything late because your father was scared of you growing up too fast, he was definitely the reason you where held back in development, many tried to convince him to let you learn by yourself but they where always met with a swift cut from one of his blades, most of the time it wasn’t lethal but it was deep enough to hurt… most of the time

But he never took anything out on you, you didn’t know better, you where a child, his helpless, weak, soft child, how could he ever even think about taking it out on you?

You grew up to be a vary curious, energetic child with vary strong ideologies. You wanted to explore and hunt, look around and discover. You where the closet with satans and you often bonded over your shared interest in humanity, not that your father ever let you look into your interest.

“It’s too dangerous, human’s are savage creatures that have no respect for evaluation.” Why did he have to bring up the same point again and again was beyond you, but it didn’t stop you from snooping, taking books from the elders, taking anything that was left behind from human travelers, any information you could get your hands on

But unfortunately your father caught you a couple of times (thanks Esidsi) and he punished you accordingly, a month of not going out without him, he also might have fought the elders, how could they give you a book about human?! They should know better than to give a child ideas, as for all your little trinkets consider them confiscated

As you got older it seemed to be harder and harder to keep you in check, you could no longer stay still and your absurd interest in humans and other feeble creatures showed nothing but growth, that was until they where instoned…

After they where reawakened, the first thing kars did was look for you and check on you whilst Esidesi and wammu dealt with the pest’s (Joseph and Caesar), after they left and found a place to lay low for a few days, as they tried to understand what had happened in the years they where cemented in stone

Kars wasn’t interested in the human’s until he found out they where the reason for his ‘hibernation’, after he figured it out he was beyond pissed, how dare they! They could have taken you away from your father, you could have been raised by those idiots from the tribe, you where too fragile for that! And those idiots didn’t know how to take care of you, not like how your father does.

You could have been hurt or even worse you could have left him completely! He was going to make them pay. You however where thrilled! Just look at all the new invention’s, so many bright lights and vibrant colors! It was pure bliss, you needed to see more

#platonic yandere jjba #jjba drabble #jjba x reader #jjba kars #fluff #sort of #platonic yandere #gn reader #child reader #no romantic relationships #yandere jjba #yandere jojos bizarre adventure #platonic Jjba

[pavstars]

more rohan rambling

author’s note: the joke here is that he’s supposed to be my least favorite. so why am i writing for him again? curse you kishibe rohan!!!

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    Rohan who’s so so bad at expressing his feelings. Minimal pda in public, rare occasions where he tells you he loves you early in the mornings in bed or late at night in the kitchen, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you.

You’ll find it in the little gestures. Buying you gifts he knows you’ve been eyeing and then rolling his eyes when you bring it up. Sometimes you’ll wake up with more money than you remember in your bank account, and he’ll deny it (although who else would’ve given you so much to go out shopping with your friends?) 

    When he’s working at his desk you find yourself sitting close by, maybe reading or even sketching something yourself. You plop your legs into his lap and although he scoffs, his unoccupied hand is soon tracing circles over your ankle and tugging your chair closer to his to ask for your opinion. 

    His affection is also very teasing, doing things he knows will make your eyes light up and your cheeks grow warm. Candid sketches of you doing the most mundane of activities can be found scattered around his desk, occasionally there’ll be ones he asked you to pose for: “Mm, no raise your head a little more” “To the left…” “No too far.” then finally you angle yourself just right. “Perfect! You’re perfect! Now stay still dear.” he points his pen at you.

#rohan x reader #kishibe rohan x reader #jjba #jjba x reader #jjba imagine #rohan imagine #jjba drabble #i hate him............ #pav ramblings #my writing #jjba got me writing ff on my lunch break T-T #just a little blurb from my notes app

[kentofication]

characters ; jotaro kujo.

synopsis ; going to the aquarium with jotaro kujo.

genre ; fluff.

word count ; 0.5k.

going to the aquarium with jotaro is an amazing experience. especially for him, wanting to tell you all about the different species of marine life that lies behind those large, strongly built glass walls. 

he would stay and watch them for long periods of time, never taking his eyes off of you or the marine life. he would go into random sections in the aquarium and spout facts about the species. 

for example, when you two were looking at different types of penguins, he would just hold your hand whilst saying, "did you know that gentoo penguins are the fastest species of penguin?" you would just giggle at his little educational comment and say, "not as fast as you," while tracing over his chest. he looked down at your little gesture. 

he knows he's going to wreck you once you two get home. 

going to the aquarium with jotaro is also educational, teaching you new things that you haven't learned before. such a pleasing experience. but the most pleasing experience ever is going to the dolphin exhibit. 

he would just sit down at one of the benches admiring the intelligent species. you would always look at his expression, his jaw slack awing at the wonderful species he claims to be his favorite. (also he would just bring his little notepad to record all of the little movements the dolphins make, just for work purposes). he would always hold your hand in the midst of the moment too. he would never forget that you were always by his side when you two went somewhere with a high population. 

most importantly, both of your favorite parts. exiting the aquarium. 

jotaro would always spend about (more than) twenty dollars getting plushies of different animals for you two. you would pick out your favorite marine creature, and he would always either get a dolphin or a starfish. he claims he doesn't get them all the time, but you know he's lying. (the whole house is populated with those stuffed creatures). either way, you take his word for it. 

on the car ride home, jotaro would just talk about his amazing experiences at his job being a marine biologist. he would always talk about the dangers of the sea most importantly. of course, you listen to this because first of all, you love him very much, and second of all, he loves sharing these moments and thoughts with you. 

he would always keep his plushie on his lap whenever he drove back to your shared home. it reminds him of the amazing experiences you two have together while you're out and he's off from his stressful job. 

most importantly, he always holds your hand on the car ride home; your other hand firmly gripping onto the plushie that you got at the end of your journey with your boyfriend. 

he would smile the whole car ride home. he's glad to have someone to experience these little moments with him. he just loves you so much, and you do too.

a/n ; for god help me please. (i love jotaro so much <3)

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jjba x reader #jotaro kujo #jotaro kujo x you #jjba drabble #jjba imagines

[hoetachi]

are we still friends? + josuke higashikata

“dude we walk past her house every morning on our way to school and she haven’t been around us lately ” okuyasu sighed finally bringing up the elephant amongst them for the last couple of weeks

“we do?” josuke raised a confused brow as he paused his pace for a second

“YES!” the two yelled

“josuke if something happened between you and y/n, you want to talk to her. you need to make it known because if you don’t, you look like a creep walking past her house all the time” koichi encouraged with concern and knitted brows as he gazed up at his friend

“i.. don’t know if i can” his tone fell quiet as he head hung low while he focused on the ground

the images of your brown eyes being filled with tears and the heartbreaking scream you let out still made him wince with regret. he didn’t really realized at the moment how much he actually hurt you

it was just supposed to be a spring fling between to friends— you know just messing around until school started again, but he made the unfortunate mistake of letting feelings flourish during those times together.

“what do you mean you don’t know if you can?” koichi squinted his eyes as he tried to understand what he meant

He got scared of how ready you were to jump into something serious with him, even though those feelings didn’t really bloom on his end of the spectrum. It got even harder when she brought him little gifts as well as poems of her feelings and just accepted to spare her feelings even though he knew it was wrong to do so

“it’s complicated at the moment koichi. i rather not get into it” josuke dimissed whilst stuffing his hands in his pocket and clutching his fist with the poem from her

josuke never told koichi and okuyasu about what he had with y/n, the two only knew them as close friends and nothing more. the group would walk by her house the same time she’ll be running out, but lately they noticed she stopped coming out the same time and would be at school way earlier than before, however they never used questioned to josuke about it until they picked on the face he would make when they walk past her house

“it’s can’t be that complicated” okuyasu said as he tapped an unknowing finger on his chin

it really dawned on him that he was in to deep when y/n bragged to her family about him and how good of person he was. so with wrong timing and at a place with many good memories, he let y/n know that he wasn’t ready to take a step like that with her. the way her smile fell will always make his heart wince as she tried to understand and get answers from him on why but instead he just left her there as she screamed and cursed his name with a broken heart.

“aren’t you guys still friends?”

#{🥀}— 𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊; 𝐈𝐌 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓 #josuke higashikata x reader #josuke x black reader #josuke higashikata x black reader #jjba pt 4 angst #jjba pt 4 #jjba angst #josuke higashikata angst #jjba drabble

[matcha-narancia]

Drabbles of Foo Fighters getting jealous after seeing Reader being really friendly and laughing with another person and Foo Fighters not realizing it's just the Reader's friend. Thanks and have a nice day.

A Strange New Feeling | Foo Fighters X Gn!Reader Drabble

𝐀/𝐍: ANON TYSM FOR THE FOOF REQUEST… I’m in love with them I swear— anyways, this prompt was really cute and I hope you enjoy!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): Some spoilers for Part 6!

Foo Fighters was… an interesting being to say the least.

A colony of plankton given life, residing in the body of the prisoner Atroe, working with Jolyne Kujo to protect her father’s life.

They were odd, but endearing. Chaotic but cute. You couldn’t deny your feelings for them, despite the circumstances and the truth surrounding them.

And they felt the same for you! You both stuck out for each other, and Jolyne and the others knew full well the extent of love they felt for you.

However, perhaps that love could also pose a threat to them in some instances.

…

“Jolyne, look there! Who the hell is that, and what are they doing with Y/N?!”

“Uh? Oh…” Jolyne’s leaned back, gazing at you from across the room. You were conversing with another inmate, laughing and talking, “They’re just talking, F.F.”

“If you say so…” Foo mused in response, though their longing glare in your direction still lasted, they wouldn’t let this go easily.

…

The next time Foo saw you was in the recreation room. Thrilled at first by your appearance, they began to make their way over.

However, they halted once they saw that same figure standing beside you. This time offering a book of theirs.

You even took it with a smile!

Foo immediately ran for the ghost room, if you wanted to spend so much time with this person then you should’ve just left them!

What was the point of getting to know each other if you were going to just move on? It wasn’t fair, and they couldn’t seem to understand why you’d ignore them for someone else.

So, they hid away the rest of the afternoon with Emporio, attempting to run from their strange new feelings that gave rise in their mind.

However, it wouldn’t be long before they would start to ramp up again.

It was the next morning, and you had not seen or heard from F.F since yesterday. With a sigh, you made your way to their cell.

“Foo?” You called, they were taking a sip from their signature cup when you approached, and nearly choked when they saw you.

However, their shock turned to confusion, then hurt rather quickly. They crossed their arms and looked away.

Another sigh, and you made your way over, sitting beside them. You placed a hand in their shoulder.

“I’m sorry I didn’t speak with you much yesterday, a friend of mine wanted me to spend some time with them.”

“Some friend they are…” They groaned. You let out a laugh, your hand squeezing their shoulder.

“I’m sorry if I left you out… but I promise you those feelings of jealousy are normal, Foo.”

“Jealousy…” They parroted, “So… that’s what it’s called?”

“Yep,” You replied, “And you shouldn’t feel bad, sometimes you want to spend time with someone but you can’t. It’s inevitable that you’d feel that way.”

Foo wasn’t sure how to respond. So, they clasped your hands in theirs and smiled. You smiled back instantly, just as you’d expected to. They radiated warmth and safety and good feelings from the moment you met.

However, you did need to clear up one more thing.

“Hey, Foo?”

“Yeah?”

“Just... remember that there will be times when I’ve gotta divide my attention up for other people, ya know? I love you, so much, but you know we have to be apart sometimes, remember?”

Their smile faltered for a moment, and they mumbled a little, “I know...”

“Hey,” You whispered, making them look, you flashed another smile, though this one was softer, more reassuring, “I’d never leave you for anybody, okay? I’ve got other friends sure, but nobody will be as special to me like you are.”

“Y/N...” You saw tears well in their eyes, and they flung themselves into your arms, beaming again, “I love you!”

You let out a laugh.

“I love you too, Foo.”

And you brought your arms around them.

↳ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬/𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! ♡

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure x reader #jjba x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure stone ocean #jjba stone ocean #jojo's bizarre adventure part 6 #jjba part 6 #jjba part 6 spoilers #possibly(?) #foo fighters jojo #foo fighters jjba #foo fighters x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure drabble #jjba drabble

[jotatetsuken]

So, no one asked for Jotaro or Nanami during the 200 Mini Event, I figured I'd create moodboards for them :D

Jotaro Kujo | Kento Nanami

Always in the Mood: 200 Milestone Event

Song: invisible string by Taylor Swift | Aesthetic: Gold, just 'cause

You got out of the bed and opened the curtains to see the golden rays of sunlight kissing your skin, only to be obstructed by the glass. You close your eyes, and take a deep breath, while you felt burly arms wrap around your shoulder and Jotaro was kissing the back of your head. “Mmm, good morning Jotaro,” you sigh as you two sway with his face nuzzled into your neck. “Good morning, baby,” he whispered to your ear, kissing it, causing you to blush. You turn to him, put your arms around his neck while he puts his hands on your waist, and you two smile at each other. When you two first met at school in Japan, he was unsure why, but you seemed like a person that he could talk to about anything.  Both of you were unsure, but whenever you two were apart fighting missions, you could never ignore a certain pull towards each other. Following the events in Egypt, where a lot was lost, he was glad that he didn’t lose you. There was a time, however, where you broke up, ‘cause you couldn’t see eye to eye with him about things. So, after 3 years of dating, you two eventually broke up, he ended up marrying an Italian-American and had Jolyne, but when he met you in Morioh, while he was going through a terrible divorce, it was like as if things never came to an end, instead, it became the start of something new. There definitely seemed like an invisible string tying you to him and vice versa, and having realized that, you two came back together, and have never been apart ever since.

tagging: @quirrrky @wakatshi @p-antomime @ofallthingswhythis @fuwushiguro @jiminjamms @atsumeii @kagejima @lunarmins , especially since y'all know i love him <3

#shyna's 200: always in the mood 🎵 #jotaro kujo #kujo jotaro #jjba moodboard #jojo's bizarre adventure #shyna loves jotaro kujo #✊🏻 jotarna #jjba drabble #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jotaro x reader

[3-dsimp]

Could you do a drider breeding fic? Creampie and eggs. Size kink is a musttt. Maybe a bnha character? Whatever character you choose is cool just none of the villans pls. Btw your fics just ajrjdkndjekdndosn💖

A/n: I ended up doing a general smut Drabble hope that’s okay and thx you! (>^ω^<)

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Cw: 🔞NSFW MDNI🔞Fem reader! + Drider Male! breeding, tummy bulge, praise, overstimulation, eggs, size kink, pussydrunk, rough sex, cum inflation, creampie.

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Imagine him grinning widely as he ruthlessly slams you up and down onto his engorged cock. His muscles flexing with each movement while he relishes in your wetness gushing around him.

"Oh you’re such a good girl, taking my dick like a world champ I’m so proud you sweetheart~"

The man praised, whilst sticking his tongue out like a dog. A pussydrunk look apparent on his haggard features. While You were fucked out of your mind, completely full to the brim from his previous thick goopy loads of his sperm. Which leaked past his dick that served to be a temporary plug to keep all his spend inside of your flooded womb.

"Damn I can’t get enough of this sweet pussy she’s so tight, so perfect Princess. I could fuck you all night long and still not get my fix."

A low heated chuckle escaped his lips as he felt up your rounded belly. Which was sloshing with his eggs and cum of which he meanly crammed into you. Despite your whines of discomfort, he couldn’t resist bullying every inch of his pulsating meat inside your quivering quim. The telltale of his balls twitching against your ass for the fourth time in a row. Made your cunt clench pathetically around his throbbing shaft.

"Shh baby it’s okay I know how you love getting stuffed full of my cock. Daddy’s gonna give you one more load so make sure not to spill any of it mkay?"

He purred nipping at your nape as his hips continues to pump into you, his massive dick filling you up completely as he uses you like a fleshlight for his own pleasure. Your bodies moved together in a primal dance, lost in the moment. The only sounds were your collective harsh breathing and the wet slaps of flesh against flesh.

"Fuck yes! That's it, Take it all. Take everything I have to give. Mmh you’re such a good girl. Shit this pussy is to die for~"

He moaned in a breathy hiss as he manhandled you into a mating press and began to move savagely, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into you with a satisfying wet smack. Your walls clenched around him, milking his spurting penis for all he was worth.

#jjk smut #aot smut #bhna smut #one piece smut #jjba smut #tokyo rev smut #demon slayer smut #haikyuu smut #gojo smut #jean smut #sanji smut #josuke smut #kuroo smut #getou smut #uzui smut #sanemi smut #draken smut #leon smut #bokuto smut #fatgum smut #hawks smut #smut imagine #smut drabble #smut headcanons #smut scenarios #hinata smut #mikey smut

[2-dsimp]

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Praise

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(Fem reader)

🔞MDNI🔞

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Cw: deepthroating, creampie, praise kink, slight humiliation, oral m! Receiving, mention of overstimulation.

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The Givers

“Fuck…Fuck me, Princess you’re blowing my brains out with how your soft lips keep sucking the ever living fuck outta my cock. Yeah, just like that keep going, you’re doing such a fantastic job fer me. Awe are you thirsty? Don’t worry doll I’m about to give you some jizz milk in just a second”

He groaned.

Feeling the heat of your slick saliva encompassing his foreskin while your tongue mapped out his shaft. Trailing your tongue flat alongside the prominent veins that pulsated underneath your attention. Which caused his heavy balls that were noisily slapping the base of your chin to tighten up ready to burst at any moment. A feral lopsided grin was present on his lips as he tugged on your hair, stuffing his fat dick meanly down your throat before letting out a loud audible growl. His shaft throbbing meanwhile he deposited his salty man milk, coating your esophagus in a creamy white hue.

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The Overindulgent

“Please keep squeezing my cock with your sweet pussy baby! Uhn so delicious, feels sho wonderful I can’t stop… I can’t stop my hips. Don’t look at me like that, you know I can’t help it. It’s all your fault for being so tempting sweetheart! Haa the way your slick heat keeps suckling at my tip is driving me insane~”

He slurred.

Tears pricked his glistened eyes as he outwardly blamed you for how pent up he was. Sawing his long slender shaft in between your puffy pussy lips marinating it with your juices and left over cum he had spurted prematurely. Watching the way your gushy cunt suckled at his leaking blunted tip whenever he’d “accidentally” slip his cockhead inside. In a matter of seconds he became boneless at the sensitivity. And he whimpered bucking his hips while spraying bucket loads of his baby batter all over your simpering walls.

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The Teasers

“Mhm you look so beautiful covered in my seed darling~ Hmm? What was that? You said you want to be full of my dick? Well don’t worry sweetness, keep being a good girl for me and I’ll fuck into your precious twat until all you can feel the phantom shape of my cock inside your tight walls. My pretty girl would love that wouldn’t she?”

He hummed.

Methodically torturing you, his eyes filled with sadistic mirth as he pinched and toyed with your nipples forcing you to arch your back. While he began rubbing against his half massed dick between the crease of your asscheeks smearing his precum against your puckered anus and your dripping pussy. He relished in having you under his control, at you begging for him to give you exactly what you needed while he humped your sweet ass. He momentarily adjusted his hips so that his thick shaft could slide in nicely between your moist quivering thighs. Aiding him in taunting you with the idea of him plunging his cock inside your spasming cunt. While he snickered cruelly into your ear as he kept purposefully knocking his fat tip against your pearl with each controlled thrust.

#smut scenarios #smut imagine #smut headcanons #jjk smut #mha smut #jjba smut #haikyuu smut #aot smut #tokyo rev smut #armin smut #eren smut #gojo smut #toji smut #dabi smut #shigaraki smut #josuke smut #dio smut #lev smut #bokuto smut #smiley smut #angry smut #smut drabble #multifandom imagines #sukuna smut #kny smut #douma smut #rengoku smut #genshin smut #dottore smut #heizou smut

[kittwix]

First Kiss with the Joestars

Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, Giorno Giovanna, Jolyne Cujoh, Johnny Joestar, Josuke Higashikata (Gappy), Jodio Joestar x Neu! Reader

word count: 5.4k , it's long if you read all of their parts >_<

tags: very sweet; cavity inducing fluff, jodio is a little mean, reader stand isnt specify or implied, reader is gender neutral!

Jonathan Joestar

Your suspicion grew when he had invited you for a picnic out to the vineyard. He had made it obvious that he liked being around you, even at the times when he would be practicing for his Rugby tournaments, he would always encourage you to be there to cheer him up.

He would have everything all planned out, he had his maids prepare the basket for him and even went ahead to pack some of his favorite lunch items; resisting the urge to just eat them right then and there before he could meet up with you.

Upon meeting, he gracefully held the basket with one hand, offering his other arm for you to grasp. He greeted you with a kiss on the back of your hand, a faint blush gracing his cheeks, eliciting a chuckle of amusement from you.

"My, my, Jojo.. Have you contrived this all on my behalf?" You stood there, curiosity in your eyes and a small smile, as you watched your boyfriend carefully spread a beautifully sewed quilt over the uneven patches of grass. It was clear that this moment, simple as it might seem, was shaped with intention and care, setting the stage for the intimate afternoon you were about to share together. "Could it be that there is a significant event which has escaped my memory?” 

"No, nothing of that sort." Jonathan replied, his smile casting a warmth over you that felt as comforting as sunlight caressing your skin.The sheer sight of him made your tummy flutter with butterflies; his handsomeness was evident, and his disposition was the pinnacle of gentleness. He was the nicest and most sincere boy you'd ever met. "What a delightful day out, wouldn’t you agree? The weather is simply ideal for a luncheon outing with my beloved.” 

"Well yes," You hummed, now it was your turn to be embarrassed as you fidgeted with your hands for a moment and watched him take apart the lunch. "I cannot shake the suspicion that you are plotting something. Quite the mischievous schemer, are you not?”

"What? Me? That’s absurd! Do you truly believe me of being capable of such baseness?" Your boyfriend teased, mimicking a frown which prompted you to gently push on his shoulder as you shared a laugh. It was times like this where you could genuinely admire him. You noted the sharp outlines of his chiseled face, and how his kind blue eyes, reminiscent of the deepest sapphires, seemed to sparkle even more under the natural light. And oh, that smile...

You gradually moved closer to him, inch by inch, until there was almost no room between you. He twisted his head, appearing surprised by the sudden closeness, yet there was no sign of disinterest in his reaction. Silence encompassed you both, the world around you dissolving into a distant hum. 

Within seconds, you closed your eyes and closed the final gap, your lips meeting his in a sweet, short kiss. It was a brief encounter, lasting only a few seconds before you pulled back, but in his gaze, you could swear you saw stars twinkling back at you. He glanced at you, completely taken aback, his mouth slightly parted as if about to speak, capturing a moment of wonder.

"Wow..." He reacted. "That was certainly not within the scope of my intentions, but I must admit.. It was rather pleasant."

Joseph Joestar

It was mostly his initiation, he likes to joke around with you a little too much but that was just part of his personality that you like so much. Not to mention that he can be pretty unpredictable, making him blunt in ways that just makes you like him even more. 

"What do you want now, Joestar?" You asked, crossing your arms at the sight of your tall boyfriend creeping up on you with a stupid smile that could only mean that he was up to no good.

"Ouch! Can't a guy stroll up to his darling and turn on the charm?" He asked, seeming to have pretended to his offensiveness with a hand on his chest as he bats his eyelashes at you. “Anyways, got any plans later?”

“Oh, what’s it to you? Gonna take me out for dinner? Miss Lisa Lisa isn’t going to like the fact that you’re slacking off on your training.” You reiterated back with a little smirk and a hand on your hip. "She doesn't need to know! I can handle almost anything, baby! Just give me a shot, or else you might get kissed." He wiggled his eyebrows mischievously, leaning in a bit closer, and you couldn’t help but conceal the smile that was growing on your face. With a playful push, you gently nudged him back, enjoying the flirtatious banter between you. “Is that a threat?” You raised a brow. “Or are you asking something out of me?” “Perhaps.” He answered back and for a second, silence enveloped both of you, heightening the tension in the air. It didn't help matters that he was so close, his scent filling your senses. Glancing around briefly, you released a small sigh, shaking your head in a playful manner. With a tender gesture, you reached out and cupped his cheek, the intimate moment shared between you intensifying.

“You’re impossible.” Your voice was a faint whisper, closing the distance between you as you moved in to give him a gentle kiss on the lips. The kiss, delicate and sweet, lasted far longer than you had anticipated, but you found yourself loving every moment of it. As you got closer, the temptation to melt into his embrace overcame you, and you could feel his eagerness through the curious movements of his hands, which became bolder by the minute.

However, just as you were about to voice your feelings, the distinct call of Caesar’s voice pierced the intimate bubble you had created, forcing you to regretfully break the kiss. Turning your gaze back to Joseph, you were met with his trademark snarky smile, a look that teetered on the edge of being both endearing and infuriating. He wore his joy openly, quietly bragging to himself about having gained something as simple as a kiss to you. It was a moment that triggered a playful irritation in you, making you want to slap his smug grin away.

As the moment between you faded, you watched him depart with a playful wink cast over his shoulder in your direction before returning back to Caesar. Even as he walked away, his cheeky demeanor left a lingering warm feeling in your heart, a silent promise of more moments like these to treasure.

Jotaro Kujo

On the contrary, it was an accidental kiss and wasn't something that neither of you had planned. It was in front of everyone as well, especially in front of his grandfather, which only heightened the embarrassment of the situation.

The situation had taken an unexpected turn, with suspicions that an enemy Stand user, possibly one of Dio's underlings, was involved. This required everyone to be attentive, continuously on the lookout for signs of an attack or sabotage, no matter how bizarre the situation may be at hand. Despite the tension, the moment had allowed for a brief lapse into normalcy as Joseph generously offered to cover the cost of lunch for everyone. You conveyed your gratitude gracefully, humming blissfully to yourself as you devoured the pasta you'd chosen, enjoying the flavors 

However, your delight was cut short when you felt an unusual sensation in your throat. It swelled quickly, making it difficult to breathe and speak. Panic came in when you realized you were choking, and the situation quickly escalated from uncomfortable to life-threatening. It was Iggy who had caught on to this, the small dog emerging from beneath the table and began barking loudly at you.

The abrupt escalation of events threw the group into a state of alarm. As you began to drool excessively, struggling for air, a small, rabid-like bug emerged from your mouth, adding a surreal horror to the scene. Your attempt to cry out was muffled, choked by the intrusion. Polnareff and Joseph let out a collective scream, their voices blending in shock and terror. Despite the panic that was clouding your eyesight, you could see Avdol and Kakyoin rush into action, summoning their Stands with an eagerness.

In the midst of the chaos and fear, you suddenly felt a strong, reassuring grip on your shoulder, spinning you around until you were face-to-face with Jotaro. His presence was imposing, the brim of his hat casting a shadow that obscured the upper half of his face, rendering his eyes invisible in the moment. Before you could process the situation fully, Jotaro's lips pressed firmly against yours. Shock and a surge of adrenaline caused your eyes to fly open wide, your hands instinctively curling into fists against his muscular chest. As he pulled back, the realization hit you: Jotaro had taken the stand from your mouth, now holding it between his lips. With a look of disgust, he spat it out to the side. In an instant, Star Platinum was summoned, its fist blurring into motion as it delivered a powerful punch that sent the stand hurtling into oblivion.

Everyone was taken aback by Jotaro's action. It was a bold move that had you gasping for air. Your cheeks flushed with warmth as you processed the sensation; his lips had been surprisingly soft, and the kiss had carried a level of passion that left you questioning its intent.

The lingering sensation of his lips on yours created an array of emotions swirling within you, mixing gratitude with confusion and a hint of curiosity. The lingering sensation of his lips on yours sparked a range of emotions within you.

You cleared your throat, the unexpectedness of the circumstance made you feel instantly self-conscious, forcing you to put your plate aside as your hunger faded in the aftermath of the experience. “Thanks…” You said hoarsely.

“Yare Yare…” 

Josuke Higashikata

You and Josuke attended the same school, and it had become a regular occurrence for him to offer to walk you home. At first, you didn't think much of it, considering it a friendly gesture. However, things took a different turn when your school friends started teasing you, hinting that Josuke might have a crush on you.

Today was like any other day, with Josuke offering to walk you home once again. However, a nagging feeling of guilt crept over you as you realized how many times he had gone out of his way for you without expecting anything in return. Despite your gratitude for his kindness, you couldn't help but feel like you owed him something more substantial.

As the two of you approached your house's doorstep, you fidgeted with your hands, an anxious yet grateful smile forming across your face as you turned to face the boy. "Is this like, the millionth time you've walked me to my door?" you teased gently, resting against the doorframe and looking down at your feet. "You're really sweet," you said, genuine admiration coloring your words as you met his gaze again. His presence was familiar and comforting, making every trip to your door a special part of your day.

Josuke rubbed the back of his head, a bashful smile playing on his lips as he blushed slightly at your words. "Hey, I was raised to be a gentleman, y'know," he replied with a hint of self-consciousness, his genuine sincerity shining through. "And, uh, I think you're pretty cool to hang out with." he added, trying to play it off casually but unable to hide the warmth in his eyes as he looked at you. 

"Yeah? I think you're pretty cool too," you replied, crossing your arms and allowing your gaze to linger on his figure, almost as if you were studying him intently. Josuke, with his trademark pompadour, couldn't help but chuckle softly at your lingering look, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

You fought with the thoughts that raced through your mind, urging you to take the risk and make your move, especially after leaving Josuke visibly flustered. He was now haphazardly kicking at a pebble under his foot, avoiding direct eye contact as if quietly expressing that he was waiting for something else to happen before returning home. The tension in the air was obvious, and you could sense the weight of unspoken words hanging between you.

"I wanted to thank you for walking with me every day," you began, your voice wavering slightly with nerves. "A proper thank you," you quickly corrected yourself, hoping to drop a subtle hint about where the conversation was heading. "I feel like my words aren't enough. I think you deserve something more meaningful."

As you spoke, Josuke's gaze shifted back to you, curiosity and anticipation flickering in his eyes. He didn't know what to expect, but the moment he felt your hands holding onto his biceps, everything seemed to fall into place. His heart skipped a beat as realization dawned on him, his mouth going dry and his lips quivering slightly in response to the sudden surge of emotions.

Without hesitating for another second, you leaned in and gently pressed your lips against Josuke's, savoring the sweetness of the moment. The taste of cherry chapstick lingered on your lips, adding to the enchantment of the kiss. When you finally pulled away, a soft giggle escaped your lips as you admired the lovestruck expression on Josuke's face, his goofy grin speaking volumes about his happiness in that moment. "S-so, uh... I'll pick you up tomorrow?" Josuke asked, a hint of nervousness lacing his words. In response, you gave his cheek a soft tap, a reassuring gesture that brought a smile to his face. With a final glance and a warm smile, you opened the door to your house, leaving Josuke with a sense of anticipation.

“Definitely.”

Giorno Giovanna

During another date that he had arranged, Giorno bought you ice cream as the two of you walked hand in hand. It was a rare occasion when he wasn't caught up in his responsibilities as a mob leader and actually took the time to be with you. Being outside of the mansion felt refreshing, and you were grateful that Giorno shared the same sentiment.

"You know," you started, a playful lilt in your voice as you attempted to coax him into sharing the dessert, "it's one of your favorite flavors. Are you sure you don't want a taste?" Your attempt was light-hearted, an effort to draw him into a small act of normalcy, something as mundane as sharing ice cream on a date.

Giorno's response was a chuckle, the sound warm and rich, filling the space between you. "I'm quite sure. Today, I'm more than happy just to see you enjoy it," he replied, his gaze holding yours with an intensity that made your heart flutter. 

It made you wonder if he'd ever considered taking the relationship to the next level. Nothing extravagant, simply the fact that you've been dating for a while now and he has never initiated a kiss. How you ached to feel his lips on yours. Given his soft-spoken demeanor, you wondered if his lips were also soft and moisturized, providing an intoxicating lasting sensation with each kiss. Given that you were staring a little too long, Giorno had turned to meet your eyes as an evident grin spread across his lips as he cups his own cheek out of embarrassment. “Is there something on my face? You look like you have something you want to say.”

“Mmm, yeah actually.” You responded back with lidded eyes as you gave his hand a small squeeze and stopped your tracks. "There’s been something I’ve been wanting to do for the longest.” You admitted as the ice cream in your hands slowly melted from the bright sun above. You continued, “If I have your permission to touch you, will you trust me?” 

"You always have my permission, you don't need to ask," Giorno reassured you with a gentle smile, his eyes watching you carefully. As you wrapped one arm around his neck, the distance between your bodies shortened, creating a more intimate atmosphere. Your cheeks were flushed, and the way he met your gaze without much of a reaction made butterflies flutter in your stomach. You felt his arm snake around your waist, and it almost seemed like he knew exactly what you had planned to do next. The anticipation and closeness between you added a thrilling suspense to the moment.

Eventually, the both of you lean in to share a passionate kiss. Much to your pleasure, his lips were soft and so were his hands as it continues to explore the rest of your body. You felt weak in the knees, your hand rested on his chest and once the two of you pulled away you were left starstruck. “Giorno...” “Shall we get going?” The question, simple and gentle, jolted you back to reality, yet the magic of the moment lingered like the afterglow of a sunset. His hand, warm and reassuring, squeezed yours. You nodded your head in response, letting the blonde lead the way as the two of you continue to enjoy the rest of your date. 

Jolyne Cujoh

Well, it was more of a dare than something that was just intended. Whenever she was in a good mood, she hardly took herself so seriously, especially when she was messing around with her friends. Though it was pretty easy to break down the tough exterior that she occasionally displays on herself. That’s just how Jolyne is and you admire her for that.

You were seated comfortably on the carpet of your apartment, surrounded by your friends and the lively energy of the gathering. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement, fueled by the risky game you had all decided to play. With each round, bets were placed, and allowances were on the line as you wagered on the most obscure acts and challenges.

However, things took an unexpected turn when Ermes placed a cash bet on Jolyne kissing you. The room fell silent for a moment as everyone's gaze focused on you and Jolyne, the heightened tension palpable as the game appeared to have strayed into personal territory. 

“Where’d that even come from? You tryin’ to make fun of us or something?” You asked Ermes, your cheeks felt warm,

Ermes just laughed, a knowing twinkle in her eye as she observed the sudden tension between you and Jolyne. "What? Can't handle a little dare?" she teased, her grin widening at your discomfort. You couldn't help but feel a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation, especially when you caught Jolyne's eye. Her usually fierce demeanor seemed softened by the flush of embarrassment, making her look unexpectedly vulnerable.

Jolyne let out a deep breath, her gaze shifting from you to Ermes and then back again. "Fine," she finally said, the word coming out more as a challenge than a submission. She leaned closer, her eyes locked with yours, a mix of defiance and something softer you couldn't quite place. The room fell silent, the playful teasing of moments ago replaced by an almost electric anticipation. You could hear your heart beating, loud in the quiet of the room, as Jolyne's face came closer to yours. Her eyes flickered closed, and for a moment, everything else seemed to disappear.

The kiss was brief, a simple press of lips that felt like a spark through your entire body. When she pulled back, her eyes met yours again, searching for a reaction. The room erupted into whistles and laughter from Ermes and Foo Fighters, but both you and Jolyne were caught in a moment of silent communication, a question and answer passing silently between you.

Jolyne broke eye contact first, turning back to face Ermes and the others with a nonchalant shrug. "See? Just a kiss," she said, her voice steady but you noticed the slight pink still coloring her cheeks.

You were left a little dazed, warmth spreading through your chest. Although the kiss was part of the game, it felt like it carried more weight than either of you would admit. As the game continued and the evening wore on, you found yourself stealing glances at Jolyne, wondering if the moment had meant as much to her as it did to you.

Johnny Joestar

Just as he was about to join the big horse race, you had to pull him back a bit as you couldn’t help but worry about his own well being. It was a big deal, people can get way too competitive and you tend to worry over the littlest things. Of course, he had to reassure you that he was gonna be fine and that he would just have to be away for a few days, perhaps a few weeks or even months. The thought of being so far away from him already made you anxious and he noticed this, so he held your hands and looked up into your eyes. 

"I'll be fine, promise," he responded, his voice full of confidence and calmness. You wanted to believe in his statements and that he would carefully go through the challenges. You knew deep down that despite the distance and time away, he had the courage and determination to return to you.

Before you could say anything else, an obnoxiously loud horn blared, causing both you and Johnny to flinch. The announcer's voice boomed over the speakers, signaling that the horse race was about to commence. You observed Johnny, noticing how his gaze fixated on a man in a hat, attending to a horse. While you were curious about his sudden focus, you decided not to inquire and instead diverted his attention back to you.

You stretched out and cupped his cheek, gently turning his face toward you. The touch was both calming and anchoring, a gentle reminder amidst the chaos of the race. Johnny's gaze met yours, and everything else disappeared into the background. The clamor of the crowd, the excitement of the race, everything went incidental.

In the heat of the moment, you let your body take control as your brain lagged behind. You wrapped your arms around Johnny, pulling yourself closer to his pretty face and eventually your lips locked with his own. You could tell you caught him off guard with the way his body jumped but he immediately melted into the kiss.  The world around you seemed to fade into a blur, leaving just the warmth of his lips against yours and the rhythmic beating of your hearts in perfect harmony. It was a frozen moment in time, with every touch and sensation speaking volumes about your relationship.  

After the lingering kiss had finally ended, Johnny's lips retained their puckered form for a moment longer, as if trying to capture the essence of the intimate moment. His eyes remained closed, basking in the residual warmth of your embrace. It wasn't until you let out a playful giggle and lightly tapped his cheek that he snapped out of his reverie, realizing that the kiss had come to an end. Johnny's face broke into a sheepish grin as he opened his eyes, the delighted twinkle in them reflecting how deeply he had lost himself in the experience.

"Having fun there, loverboy?" you teased with a playful grin, unable to hide the amusement dancing in your eyes.

"Shut up, and kiss me again before I go for real this time," Johnny mumbled in a half-serious, half-playful tone, already leaning in with closed eyes, anticipating the next kiss. You couldn't help but roll your eyes playfully at his eagerness, knowing all too well how much he enjoyed these moments of intimacy.

Granting his wish, you leaned in closer, planting a series of small, teasing pecks on his lips. Each kiss was light and fleeting, just enough to leave him wanting more but sufficient to see the satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)

His embrace was overwhelmingly tight, his clinginess something you adored in him, yet you hadn't quite anticipated the sheer strength he possessed. It left you feeling somewhat overpowered, as if you were about to be compressed into nothingness. Your reaction was a series of light giggles, and although you attempted to push him away gently, it only led him to draw you closer once again. Looking down at you, Gappy gently held your face, his thumb tracing your cheekbone.

"Josuke, what's gotten into you?" you question playfully about your boyfriend, but Gappy's arms remained tightly around you. Sure, you had grown accustomed to his affection, though it may occasionally take you by surprise with its intensity. You were also aware of his memory loss and continued search for his identity and purpose. Being one of the first people he met after losing his memory, he quickly developed an emotional connection to you, which you accepted wholeheartedly. 

“You’re warm...” He muttered quietly, his fingers tracing patterns across your skin, inducing involuntary shivers. His acts toward you were noticeably compassionate, in stark contrast to his usual approach. Really, he had charisma, a natural capacity to attract those around him, as well as characteristics that made him unique. Nonetheless, he was ready to get violent at any given moment. But with you, he was someone completely different. He treated you with tenderness and care that spoke volumes, distinguishing you to be special in his eyes. It was this sharp contrast, this respite from his rougher side, that made you feel sincerely appreciated and cherished.

"Jojo..." Your words was just a whisper, a sweet utterance full of care as you softly lifted your hands, cradling his face with the utmost care.You allowed your eyes to wander over his features, memorizing each detail—the curve of his brow, the depth in his eyes, the subtle strength in his jawline.  As you leaned closer, your lips discovered the warmth of his forehead and planted a delicate kiss. With each kiss, you followed a line across his face, from his forehead to his cheek, and finished with a peck on his chin.  He reacted with a slight start to your boldness, a small but noticeable jump, yet he remained silent, his eyes speaking volumes of the surprise and warmth he felt.

You wanted to giggle, a sense of satisfaction at getting such a reaction from your boyfriend. You were about to say something witty and sharp, the words almost dancing on your tongue, eager to tease him even more. However, before you could make your smart remark, the scenario took an unexpected turn. His hands, echoing your previous move, rose to gently cup your face. The world seemed to stop for a time as his eyes fluttered shut, sending a subtle indication of his intentions.

Then, with unexpected boldness, he closed the gap between you, pushing his lips against yours in a daring kiss. His unexpected action left your eyes wide open in shock for just a second, leaving an unspoken query hanging in the air. But as the surprise wore off, a warmth flowed through you, and you found yourself easing into the kiss, your body's tension melting away as you reacted with equal passion.

Once the two of you pulled away, you were left breathless, your cheeks were warm and it was hard to really look him in the eyes after such a passionate kiss. You were at a loss for words as well, it was hard to really think about what to say next. It seemed like he was on the same page, his eyes simply looking at yours as he tried to read the expression that you had on your face. Rest assured, there was definitely going to be more kisses after that. 

Jodio Joestar

Your frustration was palpable when you stumbled upon him yet again engaged in the act of selling drugs, this time to a group of unfamiliar faces. The sight of him engaging this illicit exchange stirred a flare of anger within you, prompting you to confront him directly. Standing there, your posture rigid with your arms tightly crossed over your chest and a frown etching deep lines of disappointment across your face, you were the picture of discontent.

Jodio, seemingly unconcerned by your appearance or the dissatisfaction etched all over your face, simply snickered to himself dismissively. He nonchalantly shook a baggie full of dollar notes, flaunting the goods of his trade right in front of your eyes, all before he had a chance to properly register your presence or understand the depth of your anger.

"Again?" You couldn't help but shake your head in disbelief, a heavy sigh escaping your lips as you observed his repetitive behavior. It was a mix of frustration and disappointment that colored your expression, a silent plea for him to understand the significance of his actions. However, his response was careless, with a mere shrug that appeared to indicate a lack of regard for your issues.

"What's the big deal?" he asked, his tone tinged with casualness as he continued walking, dismissing your concerns. He passed you and headed in the direction where Dragona had parked his car. However, you were not going to let him off the hook so easily. You followed closely after him, the mean expression still engraved on your face as you gazed at his back. Your steps were deliberate, each bearing the weight of your frustration you had for him. His relaxed demeanor simply bolstered the urge to confront him and make him realize the weight of his actions that he had on you.

"What's the big deal?" For god's sake, you're a 15-year-old selling drugs to a couple of dickheads!" Your frustration spilled out in words, your voice infused with fear and exasperation. "You'll get in big trouble, and they'll take you away, and—" Before you could continue, you were interrupted by his irritatingly loud yawn. The interruption left you speechless, your eyes narrowing.  The boldness of his attitude, yawning as if your issues were nothing more than a little annoyance, was frustrating. "You're unbelievable," you said under your breath, your words filled with disappointment.

"What's unbelievable is that you care so much," he spat back, his tone defiant as he stuffed the bag of cash into his pockets. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to face you directly. "What? Cat's got your tongue? You're kinda funny," he added with a hint of sarcasm, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

Your initial instinct was to lash out, to give voice to the frustration swirling inside you. But in a split second, something shifted, and before you could fully process it, your impulses took over. Without a second thought, you grabbed him by the collar of his hoodie, pulling him closer, and pressed your lips onto his.

The kiss was impulsive, a burst of emotion that manifested in the heat of the moment. You could feel the texture of his slightly chapped lips against yours. It was a surprise even to yourself, this sudden act of intimacy amidst the tension and conflict that had defined your interaction moments ago.

“I’ll… see you around.”

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[bygiornogiovanna]

Having a soft side wasn't exactlyJotaro's thing. He never liked the idea of people thinking he had feelings. The only thing he let them see was his stoic face and his "bad" attitude.

He didn't want people to see his sensitive side. He hated showing that weak part of him. He thought it would be ironic for a man as buff and with an appearance as tough as his to be seen as soft.

Nobody knew that side of his. Not his friends, not his grandpa, not even his mom. It was concerning that he never cried. Not a single tear could be ever seen falling from his ocean-like eyes.

Well, at least everyone thought that he didn't cry. In fact, he did. But not in public. Jotaro clearly didn't like showing emotions where people could see him.

His emotions were always under control in public. And if it stayed that way, it would be perfect.

If nobody noticed his troubles, he was safe.

But then you appeared.

And everything changed.

You saw right through his mask and never hesitated to ask him...

"Is everything alright, Jojo?"

In that sweet, melodious even, voice of yours. But, to your dismay, the answer was always the same "Yeah", followed by his hat being pulled over his eyes.

He couldn't let you see his mask crumbling when you were around anymore. The fact that it happened so often during the past few weeks made him feel weird.

It was driving him mad.

You were driving him mad.

You, whose kindness he envied.

You, who was always the source of everyone's smile.

You, who deserved the entire world and even more.

You, who were meant to be his.

And Jotaro wasn't a man that gave up on his wishes at all.

You would be his. With everything that would take. So, the next time when that question would roll off your lips, you will be next to him.

And he will finally answer to it truthfully, because, in fact, if you were next to him, everything was alright.

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[apocalypseyoshia]

Soft Touch starved Yandere risotto x male reader Drabble

(As always minors and female and she/her identifying people please do not interact if you do you will be blocked there is explicit content including gore)

I was Reading this this and this than opened up TikTok and saccharine was the first thing I hear and it ticked a part of my brain so here

It all started when you’re hand had accidentally brushed his when you gave him his coffee, you did it with that sweet smile and just like that his heart skipped a beat

He just need you to touch him to hold him close he just need you. He needed you to hold him in those perfect arms of yours to praise him like no tomorrow he wanted you to let his head rest at the crook of you neck as he inhaled your Cologne he wanted to rest his head on your pecks he wanted you to hold in to him and for him to leave scratch marks on your back as you pound into him from behind

He just wanted you

and he would do anything for you. Anything just to see that sweet smile of yours the one that lit up a room.

He started following you around memorizing your schedule the things you do and don’t like, like how you loved to pick up random things and how you hated getting yelled at especially by your half Hazard bastard of a boss. He hated that man he hated that that man tried to yell at you for your bad life choices ,because you where late to work, when he had barley had his shit together.

He hated how others treated you. he wanted to put razors in their food or have Metallica rip them to shreds from the insides out, to have them yelling screaming in pain as razor blades and scissors start pouring out of their mouths and eyes. He imaged that in his head more than he would like to admit. But never mind that now that he knew your schedule slowly start appearing more and more within your life

It started with bumping into each other ‘accidentally’ more and more until you had been fairly well acquainted, after that a small friendship had been made a friendship that risotto had nurtured slowly but steadily he needed to keep reminding himself that he needed to take it slow if he wanted to make it into your arms he tried to keep himself steady and it finally worked out…

Now here he was as he slowly rode you as held on to his hips to keep him steady you thought this was his first time cute, but in reality he had been preparing for this stretching himself out finding the right position even looking into (beating the information out of than killing) your ex lovers just for you to be satisfied and it was worth it because after you both had came. he stayed on your cock and you held him close and fell back into the bed

He grabbed the covers and loosely thrown it over the both of you as you two fell asleep cuddling , well you fell asleep risotto kept his head on your chest and wouldn’t move he just kept staring at you like he never wanted to let go he wouldn’t let go and he would make sure no one would make him let go

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[pavstars]

rohan x reader drabble

[ crossposted on ao3 @ sinnerspades :3 ]

author’s note: first little drabble posted on here!! eeek it’s kind of embarrassing but i’m sure i’ll get used to it! pardon any ooc-ness and repetition, it’s super late right now. rohan is usually a bit of an asshole lol but i wanted to see him soft...

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You love your boyfriend, really wholly and truly but it’s times like these where you want to wring his neck out and bury him in your (quite huge) backyard.           Rolling over in bed you let your blurry eyes drift over the alarm clock next to your bed, the numbers were bright green against stark black in the darkness of your bedroom. The clock read 1:32 am. And you were alone in bed, big surprise. 

Thinking back to middle school, your math teacher always said there were three constants in life: death, taxes, and A squared plus B squared equals C squared.  But obviously your teacher didn’t know Kishibe Rohan because then they would’ve discovered the fourth constant in life. Rohan, your lovely and wonderful and totally not annoying nuisance of a boyfriend never and truly EVER came to bed before 3 in the morning. How he even survived was a mystery to you and anyone to ever know him.

Alas, there you were all alone, so cold, so sleepy, so dramatic. Having let your eyes adjust to the darkness, you pulled the soft covers back from bed and stood up with a yawn. He was most likely still hunched over at his desk, sketching away in utmost concentration unaware of the time. Flicking the bedside lamp on, you stepped into the soft house slippers next to your side of the bed and went through the door and down the dark hallway to where you could see the dim glow of the office light peeking through. 

    With a creak you pushed the door open and sure enough there he was, still in his day clothes and sat at his desk at the far end of the room. You quietly padded over to where he was sitting- you had your own chair next to his desk where you regularly sat and read, but that wasn’t your destination. You wanted him to come to bed. Now.

“Ro…” you spoke softly, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind.       Rohan hummed in response, still staring down at the half-filled page on his desk. It wasn’t often that he got stuck in his work, it always seemed to come so naturally to him. You’d spent hours sitting with him, doing silly poses per his request (did he really need them or did he just want to tease you?) and you knew how fast he worked, pumping out pages and chapters at an insane speed. So to see him staring down at the page with his brows furrowed, you could just tell he was getting sleepy. 

      “Rohan.” You tried again, this time leaning down to press a soft kiss to his cheek. His green eyed gaze broke from the desk and he let you move his chair slightly so he could face you.

        “Yes dear?” He questioned.

 “Rohan come to bed.” You whined, smooching his other cheek. He unconsciously leaned into the touch, eyelashes fluttering closed. You did look rather cute he supposed, all cozy in your fuzzy pajama bottoms and big designer shirt that was definitely his.

     “I’m tired. You’re tired. Come on.” You grabbed the hand holding his pen causing it to clatter on to the busy desk. 

“I’m almost done,” Rohan promises, tired eyes opening again and falling to where his pen had fallen. “An hour more, no more. Go back without me.”

    You groan and let go of him, stepping back from his chair and crossing your arms. “You’ve been working on this all day and I can tell you’re tired! You’ve been staring at that panel for forever Ro.” You pout. “I’m sleepy and I want cuddles.”

     He turns all the way to face you and raises his eyebrows, tilting his head. “You’re being a baby, (name). I’ll be there soon,” your boyfriend motions to shoo you out of his office. Ruddeee. Expecting you to comply and head back to the bedroom, he simply turns back around and goes back to his work, But you were never one to listen, especially not to him. 

      With a “hmmph” you uncrossed your arms and turned his chair back around. 

“Hey!” Rohan snarled, narrowing his eyes at you. But before he could say anything else you crawled into his lap, facing towards him with your knees on either side of his hips. If he wasn’t going to come to bed and snuggle you, you’d bring the snuggles to him and he could keep working as long as he damn well pleased. 

    Flabbergasted, your boyfriend’s mouth opened but nothing came out. You simply nuzzled your nose into his neck and wrapped your arms around him, trying to get comfy as you breathed in his scent. All he could do was scoot back to his desk and let you cuddle him as he continued to work, but he found himself finding the page far easier to finish when he had a reason to come to bed.

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      Time passed with you readjusting yourself in Rohan’s lap, mumbling here and there against his skin, and by the time he was actually finished with the chapter, he had found to no surprise that you had fallen asleep on him. The corners of his lips lifted in a smile and he shook his head fondly. You were quite the nuisance sometimes but you meant no harm, if anything you were a saint for putting up with his ridiculous schedule- but he would never tell you that, lest you have something to guilt him with.

    The clock on his desk read 2:40 am and he was sure you’d be getting a crick in your neck by now so he set his pen down and tried to carefully stand up with you still clinging to him like a koala, his surprisingly strong arms holding you against him as he carried you out of the office and back to your bedroom. He’d have to come back to turn the office lamp off, hands a bit too full of his sleepy significant other. 

    When Rohan leans down to place you in bed you whine and open your eyes, grabbing at his arm to pull him on top of you with surprising sleepy strength. With an “oomph” he lands on top of you and a giggle escapes your mouth as you wrap your arms around his lean torso and squeeze hard. “Sleeeeeeep!” You whisper. 

    An arm on either side of your head, he lifts himself off of you and straddles your hips. “You’re still in your daytime clothes!” You point out and sit up as well, giggling all the while. It seems you’d switched positions, as earlier you’d been the one in his lap and now he’d fallen into yours. 

      “Well obviously,” he muses. “I wouldn’t have changed into my pajamas mid-work just to keep working.” Rohan rolls his eyes. 

    Your hands drift up to his head where his headband is still on and your fingers slip under it, pulling it from him and carelessly tossing it to the floor. He groans as your fingers run through his dark green hair, weaving through strands and massaging at his scalp. He’s melting in your hands and you can tell you’re successfully pulling him towards the temptation of sleep. 

      Or at least that’s what you thought, until he fought against the enticing promises of sleep and head massages to climb off of you and slip out of bed. 

    “You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me!” You groan at him, throwing your arms into the air. 

“I’m just going to turn the lamp off!” Your boyfriend raises his hands in defense and before you can accuse him of doing otherwise, he leaves the room. Now anything could happen. He could actually come back like he said, or he’d step into the office to switch the lamp off and let the demons win and pull him back to his soul sucking, time consuming, boyfriend stealing work.

    Too annoyed with your false victory, you roll over in bed to face away from the door and pull the blankets tight over your form. You weren’t that upset you reasoned, tucking your legs to your chest. It wasn’t anything new, but it was disappointing that you’d gotten so close to getting him to stay. Squeezing your eyes shut, you let sleep start to consume you and you’re just on the verge of passing out when you hear the door to your room open again. 

      Rohan assumes you’d already fallen back asleep so he takes his time changing out of his elaborate outfit and into something a bit more comfortable. Once he’d taken his earrings out and carefully placed them on the dresser, he slipped into bed on the opposite side from you- only letting out a huff of surprise when you immediately turned to face him and pulled him into your curled up form.

    “Hi.” You smiled, wrapping your arms tight around his waist and tangling his legs with yours. “I thought you weren’t coming back” the admittance falls from your lips and he frowns in response, but can’t really fault you for believing that. Truthfully, he was quite busy most of the time and he had been paying less attention to you than you really deserved. 

      “Well I’m here now, aren’t I?” Rohan’s hands slip under your shirt to rest against your soft skin and you quietly shriek at the feeling of his cold fingers against your stomach. 

“You’re so cold, eugh!” You wiggle away, pushing him half off the bed. 

    The mangaka scoffs and grabs you by the waist, pulling you back over to him and letting you squirm at the touch of his icy hands against your tummy. “I thought you were begging me to come cuddle you? You better come warm me up then.” he smirks, pressing a tired kiss to your neck as you squirm in his grasp. 

Eventually you settle with a few more kisses, this time on your collarbones, and then just below them as Rohan rests his head on your chest, letting a sleepy sigh pass his lips as you finally stop resisting and cuddle into him just as you’d been begging for an hour ago. Even though it was way too late (or early?) you happily let him settle into you and feel yourself slowly slipping out of consciousness. No matter, you can just convince him to sleep in with you the next morning.

#jjba #jjba x reader #rohan x reader #rohan kishibe x reader #ooc rohan #tbh #not my fault he is lowkey a meanie #let me have this!!! #my writing #crossposted on ao3 #pav ramblings #jjba drabble #it is MIDNIGHT O CLOCK rn #so if there are errors... dont tell me... #i have an excuse #sleepy #fuck it we ball

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First Love Headcanons: Pannacotta Fugo x Reader

↳ Gender neutral reader.

A/n: This was so much fun to write! Fugo is such an interesting character to write for that I couldn’t help but fuss over this one for a good while. I hope y’all enjoy it as well. <3

Warning(s): None.

It started out innocently enough, as Fugo is not the type to fall in love overnight.

Curiosity itself is a perfectly normal reaction to have regarding a new member of Bucciarati’s team. Fugo is no exception to this, as he no doubt harbored questions about you when you initially joined.

That said, his approach is different compared to the others on the team. If you join after Mista, Narancia, and Abbacchio, they do just fine on their own intimating you at the very start.

Past the initial meeting, where some lighthearted hazing is likely to occur from everyone, Fugo sees no reason to contribute to any form of poking and prodding outside of missions. You already have to get used to so many strong personalities at once, after all.

He’s been with Bucciarati since the formation of his team, so he’s quite accustomed to getting used to someone new being around. Hell, if he wasn’t so closed off, he would’ve thought to feel bad for you.

Due to the walls he’s long put up, he prefers to remain observant from afar for a good while. Regardless of when you enter the picture, he’s going to keep his distance.

He’s not as good at reading people as someone like Giorno, but he trusts what he can decipher.

This will likely result in Fugo making some assumptions about you prior to the two of you finding equal footing. Whether or not his judgements turn out correct is unknown to you, as he doesn’t care share them with you to begin with.

This does lead to some aspects of your personality to be surprising to him. Nothing bad, just little details about you that he wasn’t expecting.

Your hobbies may be what’s shocking, or perhaps the type of media you prefer to consume. Little aspects of life and personality that unfold because of how much time the team spends together. The discovery of such things is what likely makes him feel more inclined to get to know you better.

Little by little, Fugo will eventually start including you in conversations and vise versa. Especially when Narancia and Mista are involved, he begins to turn to you it in an attempt to keep himself sane:

Mista and Narancia’s relentless chatter is still intimating.

How can you even approach a guy like Mista? He’s more than proven himself to be the type that says anything and everything that pops into his brain. Although he is certainly the relaxed type, his words can be quite vicious if he’s in the mood to tease and you just so happen to be in his line of sight. Sit him next to a full-time enabler like Narancia, and the two can go off on pretty much any topic imaginable.

Their conversations at the dinner table are wild, spontaneous, and still- even after more than a month of knowing them -manage to catch you off guard. Sometimes it’s thought-provoking and other times… not so much.

Which leads to their current conversation, one you sincerely wish wouldn’t take place while you’re trying to eat.

“I’m just saying-“ Mista argues, waving his fork in the air, “If it promotes a soothing and relaxing environment within the human body, I don’t see why it’s so unbelievable that it could also theoretically resonate with your bowels as well.”

“Yeah, maybe-“ Narancia rolls his eyes, “But that doesn’t mean it’s gonna make you crap your freaking pants! That’s ridiculous.”

“It’s not ridiculous; it’s psychology.” Mista retorts, raising a brow. His smug expression does nothing to convince you, or a bewildered Fugo sitting next to you, his knowledge on the subject. But it is enough to grind Narancia’s gears, which ultimately, is probably the key to his actual intent.

Still… you think, staring at your food with a pinched nose. It’s the brown noise. They’re actually trying to prove or disprove the psychological effects of the brown noise. Why on earth… no, how on earth can either of them discuss such a thing with a straight face?

“What kind of messed up psychoglogy-“

“Psychology,” Fugo cuts in with a sigh.

“-Yeah, whatever,” Narancia dismisses with a wave of his hand, “What kind of messed up psycho-logically are you reading up on?”

Grunting in frustration, Fugo drops his forehead onto the table with an exaggerated thud. Mista and Narancia continue to argue amongst the two of them, but you instead direct your attention to the grumbling blonde.

“Umm… Fugo?” you ask, hesitant to even address him.

He raises his head from the table, looking at you with desperation in his dark violet eyes. “Please don’t tell me you think this is worth discussing.”

You raise both your hands in the air. “Are you kidding? I just wanted to eat, but apparently that’s unheard of here.”

Sighing once more, he runs his hand through his hair. His hand stops at his neck and rubs the back of it. “Trust me, I don’t get them either,” he shakes his head, hand finally returning to his lap, “I’m glad you don’t encourage this nonsense, though.”

You let out a chuckle, a little surprised. Sure, you’ve spoken with Fugo before, but hardly ever this casually. The notion brings a tiny smile to your face. “I can’t believe you’d ever think I would,” you reply lightheartedly.

“Well, hanging around these two must be making me lose critical thinking skills… my apologies,” he replies. Despite his words, a smile crawls it’s way onto his face too.

Casual conversations held between the two of you opens the door to the beginning of a genuine friendship.

Unlike Abbacchio, Fugo knows better than to be contrarian to everything you say and do just because you’re new. Considering his intellect, he has always done his best to be objective. And there eventually comes a point where, upon reflection, he figures that you’re alright.

By then, off missions, he started asking you- quite bluntly -questions about yourself.

Although forward, he won’t overwhelm you all at once. From time to time, you might catch him staring at you thoughtfully out the corner of your eye (Do not bring this up to him; he will deny it to his grave). A round of questions often followed his stares.

And it’s when he feels he really knows you on a personal level that he’s able to truly relax around you.

He started greeting you with the same kindness and courtesy he offers the others. He gave you encouragement throughout both your private and work life… a lot of it. Turning to you during conversations comes to be as natural as it is for anyone else on the team.

Fugo’s caring side may be blocked off behind walls he keeps up for the sake of self preservation and the result of an unhappy childhood, but once you’re allowed to peek beyond them, his sweetness really knows no limit.

And it’s through his behavior that developing feelings start to shine through.

Fugo’s not going to at all realize his feelings toward you until the truth is smacking him across the face. But his actions show a certain kind of fondness before he himself recognizes anything.

His expressed love languages are most commonly words of affirmation and acts of service. This is very much so the case in the early stages of him developing feelings.

The words of affirmation were never explicitly affectionate, but always careful and supportive.

Fugo beats himself up over his temper often, so when he can think straight, he’s using his mind to its full extent. In other words, because he’s easily blinded by rage, he chooses his words very carefully whenever he can.

So after a particularly rough mission, he may get upset at one point or another. During the quiet moments after the fact, when adrenaline isn’t flowing any longer, he always gives credit where credit is due. He’ll gently comment on your work throughout the job, expressing he thought you did good with examples to boot.

Or it can be something as simple as offering you a job well done after making yourself a dinner.

From always holding his tongue unless he disagreed with your actions or input, to showering you with praise constantly. It comes to him so naturally he doesn’t even think twice.

And soon, even others in the group start to take notice:

“I don’t wanna do this right now… Fugo’s not even here yet, can’t I just wait?” Narancia whines.

His head is resting on top of an open notebook, his right cheek squished against crumpled paper. Pencil lead is smushed on his cheek, but pointing out he’s likely ruining his work would be a waste of time.

Resting your elbows on the table, you give Narancia a playful smile. “He’s supposed to get here with Abbacchio in thirty minutes. You know you should’ve gotten more done by now…”

Narancia let out an obnoxious groan, rolling his head onto his opposite cheek so he no longer has to look you in the eye.

“Narancia…” you sigh, smile falling. “I’m sorry if it seems harsh, but Fugo asked me to make sure you practiced on his recent lesson. He and Abbacchio are out doing the heavy lifting for the team right now, so it’s the least I can do.”

Narancia replies, but mutters it out so quietly you don’t pick up on his words.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” he says at a volume you can hear, half bitter and half teasing.

“Narancia-“

“I said,” he lifts his head from the table, “You think like that ‘cause he’s always so nice to you.”

“What?” you blurt, heart skipping a beat.

“He compliments you all the time,” he chuckles. The smugness in his tone only grows, and as he continues, heat rushes to your cheeks. “‘Oh, Y/n, you did such a good job today, Y/n.’ And, ‘Oh, Y/n, you’re so very smart why don’t you help out Narancia?’ And who could forget, ‘Oh, Y/n, you look very beautiful today. Why don’t you kiss me on my big fat mouth?’”

“H-He doesn’t say that!” you exclaim, absentmindedly pulling at your fingertips underneath the safety of the tablecloth.

“You gotta know what I mean, though!” he insists. Pausing in order to read your expression, another laugh escapes him. “What? You haven’t noticed?”

“Umm, well.” Your lips pucker out, unsure if you should feel intrigued or embarrassed. After a short pause, you continue, “Fugo compliments everyone; including you… you know? He believes you can do this. He wouldn’t put care into teaching you if he didn’t. And I’ve seen what you’ve accomplished myself too. I certainly know you can get this.”

“You’re changing the subject,” he points out.

“And that not what you’re trying to do?” you ask, gesturing towards his notebook.

Narancia blinks dumbly, bewildered by your response. For a moment, you become pleased with yourself. Seemingly, you’d backed him into a corner and couldn’t help but be a little proud of yourself for it.

“You really don’t know…” he utters, eyes suddenly brightening.

Wait, what? you think, confidence quickly dwindling.

A fit of laughter erupts from him, kicking his feet in the limited space underneath the table. The movement halts your hands. His chair creaks and squeaks in distress, quickly quieting down when he once again slams both feet back on the floor.

He eagerly hunches over his notebook, eyes wide. Snatching up his pencil, he finally begins scribbling on the paper once more.

You’re left staring at him in awe. “What…? So now… you’re good then? You’re just… you’re just going to continue your work?”

Narancia lets out another laugh. “Ha! Well, the sooner I finish, the sooner I can tell Mista about this. I can’t believe you’re so clueless!”

Narancia is calling you clueless… yikes.

The confusion you may have felt that afternoon is nothing compared to Fugo’s reeling mind when the others started pointing things out and teasing him over his supposed affection.

Fugo doesn’t remember when it started, but they didn’t wait long after noticing his feelings to begin teasing him over them.

He would cross his arms, turning away with an annoyed expression while a pool of denials flood from his mouth. With a reaction like that, Narancia and Mista especially enjoyed pushing his buttons on the subject.

Abbacchio would partake in teasing as well in his own little way. Namely, he began making straight-faced comments and turning smug the moment Fugo’s voice raises. Bucciarati mostly keeps quiet on the matter, but no one could miss the fond grin he wears when the others get on his case.

Once, Giorno called you Fugo’s boyfriend/girlfriend. A bashed remote and a broken plate later, Fugo is shocked to learn Giorno wasn’t picking on him and genuinely thought the two of you were together.

The guy must be either super egotistical or is just not at all used to being wrong about this kind of thing, Fugo distinctly thought.

But of course he’s wrong about this! Everyone’s comments made no sense to him at all! There’s no way he felt that much towards you. That kind of thing… is not for him. He may take note when someone’s attractive, but he’s never really thought too seriously about romantic relationships. Just because you’re attractive, doesn’t mean-

Nope… nope, nope, nope, nope. He’s not touching that one with a ten foot pole. No way.

But by the next time he’s helping you with dishes the concept pops into his brain. When he’s dotting on you after a mission it’s plaguing his mind. And he can’t help but notice how meticulous he is when retrieving your additions to the group’s grocery list.

Shit.

Fugo doesn’t know what to think. He really… does go out of his way for you at times. Well, okay, all the time. Looking back, he finds some of his actions to be a little embarrassing. And the more the notion is stuck in his brain, the more he starts understanding that he really does care about you more than just as a friend.

Which is a whole other problem. Fugo’s going to get completely stuck in his own head.

This is the very first time he’s felt this way about someone, and he’s a mess over his lack of knowledge on the subject.

Because what the hell is he supposed to do? Tell you…? Don’t be ridiculous. That notion is met with a mocking tone, as if the mere idea of doing so is itself far too absurd.

But still… there’s this overwhelming urge telling him he has to do something. According to the others he’s already doing something, apparently. But you’re not saying anything about it. Wouldn’t you say something about it if you noticed? What if you never notice on your own? You won’t know unless he makes some sort of move…. but surely that would cause the sky to fall and mark the beginning of end times.

It’s a real echo chamber of insecurity in his head.

Yet… he feels a weird compulsion to be closer to you despite himself. He gets a weirdly beautiful feeling when he’s around you and it flutters his heart so much he doesn’t want to just let it go. It’s brand new to him, and as much as he stresses, he holds onto his affection tight.

Even though it’s more annoying than not, the others are consistent enough with their jabs that it gives Fugo hope that just maybe…

One of the only times Bucciarati explicitly commented on it himself, he mentioned that he believes Fugo’s frustration with his feelings will eventually pass.

The tone he carried indicated that he must know something that Fugo doesn’t, which only made his mind run wild further. Because if you’re going to tell anyone on the team about your feelings, it would probably be him.

Regardless of how much Fugo begs, Bucciarati doesn’t confirm nor deny that hunch. He’s rather adamant that Fugo should just “Ask Y/n and find out on your own.”

And after months of pushing, the others begin echoing that sentiment.

The likelihood of him making the first move is still slim, he figures, but he does hold onto hope that he’ll get a chance one day. Daydreams and “what if” scenarios are a common occurrence for him.

He procrastinates waits for the perfect opportunity, but it never seems to come. Mista mocks him for it, laughing that “There’s no such thing as a perfect opportunity.” Fugo only grows more defensive in response.

I’m already so nervous about expressing myself to Y/n, Fugo fusses, I don’t know what I’d do if I mess this up. If I can’t sweep them off their feet, how can I even-

“Pannacotta?” you ask, pulling him away from his thoughts.

He blinks a couple of times, focusing his attention back on you.

When Giorno is absent, Fugo’s the best source of first aid on the team. All you had to do was walk up to him, apologetic and sheepish. Without a word, he eagerly jumped at the opportunity to help patch you up after a particularly rough mission. It’s the closest he ever physically gets to you.

He calmly led you into a bathroom, gesturing for you to sit atop the sink. His fingers were light and gentle as he worked with what he has on hand. You gave him reassurance that Giorno will likely return soon, so he has no need to stress.

A smile played on his lips, thankful that you know him well enough to guess his own worry.

But slowing movements and focused eyes told you his mind began wandering elsewhere. The cutely taken aback expression on his face after you spoke up is also more than enough evidence to confirm your suspicion.

“You with me?” you ask, playfully trying to get him to respond.

You’re not used to him being this quiet after you’ve gotten hurt. He either talks you through the pain or feels the need to give a lecture. Even when Giorno’s healing you, he’s right by your side whenever he can. Just the thought of his usual behavior can bring warmth to your heart.

“My apologies, you’re just distracting,” he says, hands immediately snapping from your person. Oh god, oh god, it’s not like him to speak without thinking. He stutters trying to cover up his words and only digs a bigger hole for himself in the process. “I-I mean you’re distracted- I’m distracted.”

You laugh, but it dies out fast as you clutch your side at the sting of pain rippling though your body. Fugo’s hands instinctively fly to your side as well, his fingertips brushing up against your own.

Slowly, he lifts his head only to meet your gaze closer to him than it was mere moments ago. You seem just as surprised as he is, and there’s a brief pause while both of you wait for the other to pull away.

Neither of you do.

He’s so close he can feel your breath fanning his face. Normally his face would burn red and he’d retreat to his bedroom as soon as he could, where he’d proceed to reply the moment in his head for the rest of the night. But your eyes… your breathtaking gaze is locked on his own so intently he can’t bring himself to pull away.

And they give him courage he never knew he has.

With a nervous gulp, he leans forward and plants a single kiss to your lips. His own lips are unimaginably soft and hesitant, yet linger against your own longingly. Even when he pulls away far too soon, his nose nuzzles against yours as he plays with the idea of brushing his lips against yours again.

Just to have felt you… to have the briefest taste of what it’s like being closer to you than anyone else he’s ever known before…

“I-“ he pulls himself away, joy dissolving into self-consciousness. You open your mouth to speak, but in his haste, he cuts you off by accident, “I’m sorry… I-I shouldn’t have done that.”

“You… didn’t want to?”

Your reply is spoken in a whisper, voice so faint not even someone standing in the doorway could pick up on it. Fugo’s heart thuds against his ribcage at the crestfallen look on your face. Are you… really disappointed? He’s understanding this correctly… right?

There’s no time to think, and once again he lets his mouth move faster than his mind. “Well, I… you deserve better, you know?” he reasons, “I should’ve explained myself first and then asked… not just go for it… you know. This- I-… I’m not doing this right, aren’t I?”

You adjust yourself on the sink top, glancing away from him for only a second. “If you were to have explained yourself… what would you have said?” you gently plead.

“I-…” he shakes his head.

“Please, Pannacotta, I want to know…”

“I-…” he starts again, taking in a deep breath, “I think I would’ve said… that I think you’re very remarkable. That I’ve never met someone like you before… someone who makes me feel this way… someone who makes me-… umm…”

A hopeful smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you finish for him, “Makes you… want to kiss me?”

He nods, clearing his throat for a couple moments too long. “Not just that, though… you know? It makes me want to take care of you and look after you if I may. I-I-“ he hesitates, “I’m sorry… I’ve thought about this for so long. What I’d say to you if… if I got the impression that you wanted to hear it.”

“I do want to hear it,” you tell him, still grinning from ear to ear, “Pannacotta… I’ve been wanting to say something too for a while now. But you’ve taken the words right out of my mouth.”

He would think he’s dreaming if it weren’t for your hand reaching out and holding his with a gentle squeeze.

“I like you a lot…” you softly confess, “And I need you to know that. It’s always really cute to see you so shy… but for a moment I got to see you push yourself a little. And I think that was beautiful.”

His head falls, staring down at your interlocked hands. Your words stir something within him, taking a tiny step forward in trying to grasp that burst of confidence he felt when he kissed you. “You’re beautiful…” he mumbles, squeezing your hand.

Just a quick glance your way, a brief view of the bright smile on your face, is the best reassurance he could’ve hoped for. He took the plunge, and not only is chaos not ascending to the world’s surface, but his eyes finally open to the affection you feel for him in return.

He ultimately had a love-hate relationship with the way he feels about you before anything concrete happened between the two of you, but that didn’t stop him for falling for you more and more.

And with hindsight, he’s a little timid over not having told you how he feels sooner. But it doesn’t consume him as it may once have before.

With you now at his side, you his and him yours, his heart can only flutter with joy at the prospect of finding his first love.

#jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #golden wind #manga #anime #pannacotta fugo #fugo x reader #guido mista #narancia ghirga #giorno giovanna #bruno bucciarati #leone abbacchio #writing #fluff #headcanons #sfw #drabbles #fanfiction #self insert #gender neutral y/n #johnny’s work

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I'd love to see first times or wedding nights with the jojos. Love your work ♡

JOJOS: Wedding Night. . .

I aged-up some characters for obvious reasons. Minors DNI. Fem!Reader. English isn't my first language

AN: Since I really hate excluding characters, after this I'll post some wedding headcanons for Jolyne. I'll also publish another first time post w/ the jojos, thanks for the idea anon! This time I'll try writing longer drabbles so, perhaps in the future, I will write one shots. I think you can tell that at first I didn't want to do it, but then I said "nah, let's write something longer instead"

JoJos x Fem!Reader

Honeymoon sex drabble

Jonathan, Don! Giorno: Your honeymoon has finally arrived and you are beyond excited. The months leading up to this moment have been filled with wedding planning, stress, and nerves, but now that you are here, everything feels perfect. You melt into the kiss, your hands running through his hair and pulling him even closer

You turn around to see your new husband, him, walking towards you with a glass of champagne in hand. He looks just as excited as you are, a smile stretching from ear to ear. He hands you the champagne and you clink glasses, taking a sip and savoring the sweet taste.

As you sit on the balcony, basking in the warm sun, you can't help but feel a surge of desire for him. The way his eyes sparkle in the sunlight, the way his lips curve into a smirk when he catches you looking at him, it all makes you want him even more

You set your champagne glass down and turn to face him. Your hands reach out, pulling him closer to you until his body is pressed against yours. You can feel the heat radiating off of him, and your body responds by pressing even closer, wanting to feel every inch of him

His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and making you shiver with anticipation. As he begins to undress you, his lips never leaving yours, you feel a wave of excitement wash over you; the anticipation of finally being intimate with your husband

He couldn't help but notice your beautiful veil, which he witnessed yesterday at the wedding, so when you undressed, he didn't take off your veil

Tenderly, you both made love, him making you bounce on his cock, his mouth leaving many marks on your neck, while he called you his goddess, and in that moment, you felt like the luckiest woman in the world <3

The rest of your honeymoon is filled with passionate nights and lazy mornings, spent in each other's arms and you couldn't have asked for a better way to celebrate the beginning of your married life together nsfw link

Joseph, Jotaro: This is your honeymoon, the first night of your married life, and you can't wait to spend it with the love of your life. His hands travel down your body, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel his strength, his possessiveness, and it only turns you on more. He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses and gentle bites. You moan softly, your hands gripping his shoulders as he continues his journey down your body

He reaches the hem of your dress, his hands sliding up your thighs as he lifts the fabric up, revealing your lacy lingerie. His eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of you

You reach his pants and quickly undo them, freeing his throbbing dick. He groans as you take him in your mouth, your tongue swirling around his tip, driving him wild with pleasure. He grips your hair, guiding you as you continue to pleasure him. Although it wasn't exactly his intention, he was quite abrupt, moving your head against his big cock

But you are not satisfied yet. You want him inside you, filling you completely. You stand up and take off your dress, revealing your naked body to him. He knelt behind you, his eyes roaming your curves before he grabbed your hips and pushed you towards him, entering you in one swift motion

The feeling of him inside you is overwhelming, and you can't help but moan loudly. He starts moving, his thrusts rough and powerful, taking you to new heights of pleasure

The sound of your skin slapping against each other fills the room, along with your moans and his growls. He pounds into you, his hands gripping your hips as he brings you to your climax nsfw link

Josuke, Johnny: As you lay in the luxurious hotel bed, your new husband stands before you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. It's your honeymoon, and you can already feel the excitement and anticipation building in your body

He slowly walks towards you, his gaze never leaving yours as he removes his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs. You can't help but feel a surge of desire at the sight of him. He leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss before moving down to your neck, his hands exploring your body

As he continues to explore your body with his lips and hands, you can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. You want him, need him, and he knows it

He finally reaches your core, his tongue expertly teasing and flicking against your most sensitive spot. You moan his name, your hands gripping the sheets as he brings you to orgasm

But he's not done with you yet. He pulls you up, his lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue, and it only makes you want him more

He made you get on top of him, and grabbing your hips, he pushed you down towards him, and with one smooth thrust, he's inside you. The feeling of being connected to him in such an intimate way sends a wave of pleasure through your body

He sets a slow and steady pace, making sure to hit all the right spots, but with the passage of time he starts to pick up the pace, his thrusts becoming rougher and more urgent. You can feel the pleasure building in your pussy, and you know you're close

With one final thrust, you both reach your climax, crying out each other's names as you both experience the most mind-blowing orgasm

As you both come down from your high, he pulls you into his arms, holding you close as you both catch your breath. You can feel his love for you radiating from his body, and in this moment, you've never felt more loved and cherished<3 nsfw link

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(pstpstpst it's mara on main for the 200 mini-event)

AAA CONGRATS SHYNA🥳🥳

this idea is so cool, so could i bother u for a moodboard of ermes costello? for the song let's go with 'head over heels' by tears for fears, and maybe a beachy/summery aesthetic to it? (i don't know if there's an actual name for it)

thanks so much and ur literally so cool^^

Mara Mara maraaaaa what’s up? How’s it goingggg? Hope you like this one, thank you so so much, I wanted to come up with a unique idea for moodboards hehe

Always in the Mood: 200 Followers Mini-Event (closed, slow updates)

Today was a day off for the both of you, so you two decided to go on a spontaneous beach date. As you set up the picnic spot, Ermes runs to the water and starts swimming. You start muttering to yourself, striking the items off of your checklist. “Sunglasses? Check. Sunscreen? Check. Towels? Check. Polaroid camera, huh? Where did that-” your thoughts were interrupted as water was splashed on your face as Ermes comes back. “Babe, come on! Stop being a spoilt sport here and play with me, I’m so bored,” she pouts as you smirk as you get off the towel and run after her and pick her up by the waist and take her to the water and you two splash at each other’s faces. You couldn’t imagine a better way to spend time with her than this.

#shyna’s 200: always in the mood 🎵 #ermes costello #jojo stone ocean #stone ocean #jjba drabble #jjba moodboard #talk to aisha #💋 mara #thank you so so much for joining i hope you like the moodboard

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Oh, to fall asleep in Bruno's arms

Goddd I need this. It would be the happiest moment of my life. I wrote a little drabble for you:

Your heart skipped a beat as you climbed into Bruno’s bed and wrapped yourself in his silky sheets, dressed in only underwear. This was your first time sleeping next to him. You let out a content sigh as your back slowly sank into his plush bed—nothing was quite as comfortable as this. You turned your head to face Bruno; he was lying on his side a couple feet away from you, his head propped up on his hand. He looked at you with an amused smile as he watched the bed engulf you.

“You look comfortable," he commented. 

“I am,” you responded with a smile.

Bruno chuckled. You felt the bed shift as he turned out the light and laid back down. After a few seconds, you felt a hand on your shoulder. 

“You don’t have to sleep so far away from me,” Bruno said in a gentle voice. “Come closer, cara mia.” You moved towards him; he wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in warmth. Your back lightly pressed against his bare chest as he held you close. His skin was as soft as satin.

“Mmm. That’s better,” Bruno murmured, closing his eyes. His warm breath washed in waves against the back of your neck, causing your hair to stand on end. You felt Bruno’s arm shift as he lazily raised a hand to your head and began gently massaging you. Your body went limp as you melted into him. You deeply inhaled, becoming intoxicated by his comforting scent.

“Goodnight, mia amata,” Bruno breathed. A big smile crept across your face. Everything was perfect. It wouldn’t take you long to fall asleep tonight.

(sorry this took me a year to answer. I’m active again)

#I’m gonna start writing drabbles now so send me stuff #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #bruno bucciarati x reader #jjba fluff #Jovia Joestar writes #coochellati asks