#josuke x you

[sweetdreamlandstuff]

JJBA men thinking of you while masturbating

NSFW / Minors don't interact / 18+

Characters: Jotaro Kujo / Bruno Bucciaratti / Josuke Higashikata / Rohan Kishibe / Giorno Giovanna x female reader

Warnings: male masturbation, fantasies about sex (blowjobs, penetrative sex), slight exhibitionism, voyeurism (Josuke’s part)

Notes: All underage characters aged up of course. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated <3

Jotaro Kujo

Jotaro is used to being the one pined over, the one admired, turning people’s heads, the constant touch of careful hands, being adored for his sheer height and width.

What he isn’t used to, however, is being the admirer.

Since he’s laid his eyes on you, he got to know the feeling. He didn’t even realize it at first. Of course, he wants to study with you, and naturally, he wants your opinion on the latest seminar paper he has written, certainly, he wants to help you with your work. You’re his fellow student, his friend.

But when Jotaro used his stand to stop the time for just a few seconds, to freeze the sweet smile on your face as you looked at him, eyes bright and glowing, to just observe you longer like this, he realized that maybe, you’re not just his friend. Maybe, you mean more to him.

And as he sits in the library now, unable to focus on his laptop screen in front of him, he turns his head to look at you. And he’s sure; you’re not just his friend.

He can see the subtle shadow under your eyes, the way your eyelids seem too heavy, and your disheveled hair. Something tears at his very heart when he gazes at you.

You turn your head, shooting him a tired, nonetheless, sweet smile.

“Could you look at this?” You ask him, pointing at your laptop.

Jotaro nods, scooting closer to you with his chair. 

The lack of proximity makes it hard for him to concentrate on the words before him, let alone your voice as you try to explain your work. He hums here and there, his eyes taking in the words, his brain not comprehending the meaning.

He can smell your scent, your subtle and sweet perfume. He feels your heat on his skin. Jotaro slightly turns his head. You’re so close, he can see every pore of your skin, your lashes, the distinct color of your eyes, and the gentle sweep of your nose. He swallows hard against the dryness of his mouth. 

You turn your head, slightly rising your eyebrows, your gaze locking with his. His gaze drops to your glistening lips, his desire for you flaring hot in his chest. His head dips forward automatically, every cell of his urging him to lock his lips with yours.

His chair nearly falls over as he stands up abruptly. 

“What are you doing?” You ask perplexed.

Jotaro ignores you. He can’t face you like this.

The library is almost vacant. He moves along the high shelves until his breathing has normalized a bit. 

He leans against one of the shelves, trying desperately to ignore the way his blood runs hotly through his veins, the way it rushes down his body. 

It’s palpable, the way he longs for you, the way he yearns to touch you. His half-hardened dick twitches in his pants at the thought of it.

He buries his face in his hands, embarrassed at his own weakness. Memories of you flood his mind; your shining lips, your bright eyes, your scent.

His head falls back against the books on the shelf, his hands dangling feebly on his side. Jotaro can’t seem to get ahold of himself. His mind is racing, he sees you, putting up your hair, exposing your slender neck, he sees you, sitting next to him, your short dress riding up your thighs. 

It seems like the rational part of his brain stopped functioning. He’s not even fully aware of what he’s doing, so caught up with thinking of you, until a little sigh drips from his lips. 

He looks down, seeing his dick straining noticeably against his pants, his hand palming him through his trousers. 

His face flushes hot, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. No one is around, he assures himself once more. 

It has no use stopping now. 

Hurriedly, he tugs down his pants and boxers. His cock springs free, right into his grip. He hisses at the drag of his palm along his dick. It feels so good. The slight possibility of getting caught only heightens his lust. 

He watches his fist drag along his length, taking in the bead of pre-cum dropping along his shaft, easing the glide of his hand. 

He thinks about your thighs again, how soft they would feel as he’d let his large hands smooth along them, and what he would find when you spread them for him. 

His head tips back against the shelf, his eyes fluttering shut as he slightly increases his pace. He imagines your glistening pussy, dripping for him. He’d sink his long, thick fingers into you, curling and scissoring them until he has you whimpering and whining, begging for him to finally fuck you.

Jotaro can practically see your expression; your doe-eyes peering at him, your lips parted, your body trembling. A low groan rips past his chest, his fist squeezing his cock just a little tighter.

He pictures you, sitting atop of him, your delicate hands pressing against his chest as you lower yourself on his dick, slowly taking him in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when he fills you up completely. He would watch your pretty tits bouncing with every move of yours, and the beautiful, lust-drunk expression on your face. 

His hips stutter forward into his fist as he imagines rutting into you, holding your hips so tightly as he fucks up into you. He can practically hear your moans, your sweet, whiny whimpers, and the way his skin slaps against yours. 

Jotaro increases the pace of his hand, concentrating on his sensitive tip, a strained gasp falling from his parted lips. 

He imagines you cumming, his name drops from your lips, drawn out into a delirious moan. He can almost feel it; the way your pussy would spasm around his throbbing dick, practically urging him to spill his seed into you. 

A string of curses leave his lips, his hips stuttering into his hand once more before he cums. He jerks through his orgasm, a spurt of cum dripping down his dick, onto his hand, with each hurried stroke. He thinks about rolling his hips into you, letting your pussy milk him dry as a mess of your slick and his cum runs down your thighs. 

He shallowly thrusts into his fist until he’s hissing from overstimulation. His heavy eyes flutter open, his heart racing in his heaving chest as his gaze drops.

A strained sigh drops from his lips as he takes in his messy hand holding his weeping length. Slowly, he comes back down to earth, realizing what he’s just done. 

His head snaps in the direction where you’re probably sitting, hopefully, still staring at your laptop screen. And Jotaro just stands here, a few meters away, his released emotions for you tainting his hand. 

Bruno Bucciaratti

It’s obvious that you’re new on the job. Bruno doesn’t notice this solely because he’s a regular at the restaurant and hasn’t seen you before. 

Rather, it is the way you fail to see the subtle signs the guests give you, asking for the check or mixing up orders one too many times.

You’re the new waitress. And until now you don’t do a great job. 

It’s obvious that you’re stressed, evident from the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead and the way your cheeks glow. A wave of sympathy washes over Bucciaratti as he watches you rush around the restaurant. And he feels something more, a little tug in his chest because you just look so unbelievably cute while doing that. 

He’s not even mad that he already had to wait so long for you to finally bring him his wine. Because when you do, he can look at you from up close, observing your delicate fingers place the wine glass on his table, watching the loose strands of hair hanging into your face. 

And when he thanks you, the smile you give him makes the minutes worth the wait. 

His eyes hang onto your body as he watches you retreat. He’s glad that his fellow gang members aren’t here right now because they surely would tease him for being a pervert or something. But he just can’t help himself, his eyes greedily glide along your silhouette. 

Bruno takes a sip of his wine, trying to cool down the hotness rushing through his body. 

He orders his second glass and he’s not sure if he just flatters himself, but he’s pretty sure that you pay particular attention to him. Or maybe he’s just deluding himself. 

When you walk towards him, his eyes cling to your waist and the way your trousers hug you so right. You look amazing; even when you’re stressed. 

He breathes in your scent when you lean closer to him, basking in the feeling of your warmth.

The clang of the glass rudely rips him out of his thoughts. 

Seems like you’re not only incredibly gorgeous but also incredibly clumsy. 

The wine leaks over the table, staining the white tablecloth red and spilling all over his pants. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” The panic in your voice is palpable. 

“Don’t worry,” he tries to soothe you. 

He watches your eyes nervously flickering over the mess you made before they lock with his.

You look at him with so much gratitude because he doesn’t make a big scene. His heart flutters in his chest.

You quickly take ahold of a napkin, dabbing it on his trousers, trying to let the fabric soak up the liquid. 

You’re so close, bending down, granting him an intimate look right on your cleavage. Bruno swallows hard, reluctantly averting his gaze. 

He can barely hear you muttering your apologies. He just tries to stay calm, to think of anything other than your hand smoothing along his thigh, rubbing over his stained trousers. 

The motion just makes a flood of sinful associations enter his mind. He can practically feel his face growing hot. 

Abruptly he gets up. You look at him startled.

“Sorry did I-“

“I’m just going to clean myself up, no worries really,” he adds, unable to bear the way you gaze at him.

The stain is big, bright red, clearly noticeable on his white trousers. The soap and water he applies have no use in helping it whatsoever. 

He doesn’t even care, his mind is somewhere else anyway. 

Bruno just can’t get over the way you looked up at him, the lack of proximity you two found yourself in, and the way you were practically kneeling in front of him. He can only think about you doing other things in that position.

A long sigh escapes his mouth. He surrenders, stopping to take care of his stain. His head falls against the closed bathroom door and he allows himself to let his desires take hold of his body and mind. 

His dick strains hard against his pants as he sees you in front of him again, kneeling, with those doe eyes peering up at him. 

He frees his cock from the confinement of his pants, wrapping his hand tightly around his girth. Bruno hisses quietly, dragging his hand along his throbbing length, imagining it is your hand wrapped around him instead. 

He visualizes your hand pumping into his swollen head, the way his cock would look so big in comparison. A low gasp drops from his lips as a bead of pre-cum drips down his shaft, easing the glide of his eager hand. 

His head tips back against the door, thinking about you kneeling in front of him, looking up at him as your delicate hand strokes his cock. 

The pace of his hurried hand increases, as he envisions you taking him into your mouth, softly sucking on his flushed tip, your eyes peering up at him obediently. He bites back a low whine.

He sees your beautiful face in front of him; your glowing face, your starry eyes, as you take all of him inside of your pretty mouth. His hands would thread through your hair, holding you, feeling the restriction of your tight throat. And then you would follow his guidance, bobbing your head just how he likes it.

Bruno groans quietly. “Just like that,” he mutters, pumping hurriedly into his swollen head. 

He can clearly see you in his mind, those unbelievable eyes staring up at him, tears spilling over as he ruts into the wet, soft heat of your mouth. His hips involuntarily rut forward into his fist. 

A low whine slips past his lips, which he has no control over. He practically feels your swollen lips wrapped around him.

His hips stutter forward into his hands, two, three times before he tips over the edge. His orgasm washes over him, his thighs tensing, breathing erratic. 

Bucciaratti jerks through his orgasm, panting hard, imagining his dick pulsing in your mouth, his cum landing on your awaiting tongue as you swallow everything that he gives you. 

Then he’d pull out, letting his hot spurts of cum land on your beautiful face, mixing in with your spit, dripping down your chin, your cheeks. He groans desperately, seeing your messy face, your lips parted, opening your mouth eagerly for him, glassy eyes staring up at him obediently as he paints your face white. 

His fist pumps into his swollen tip until he hisses from the overstimulation. Only then he slowly opens his eyes, taking in his soiled hand.

This mess may compete with the one you spilled on his table. 

Josuke Higashikata

Sometimes Josuke really has to wonder if you do it on purpose. Can you really be that unaware of your surroundings, this clueless?

It isn’t the first time he has watched you like this. Far from it actually. 

Since you’ve moved into the house right next to his, you made a habit of getting undressed, late in the evening or night, your light illuminating the room, leaving little room for imagination. 

You haven’t invested in any kind of curtains yet and your lucky neighbor hopes you never will.

It has kind of become a habit of his, watching you through his dark windows, careful that you don’t notice him. And you never do.

Josuke observes how you lose your sweater first, followed by the top you were wearing underneath. He sucks in a little breath when he notices that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. He can clearly see the outline of your bare breast, the way they softly jiggle as you throw the top somewhere.

Blood rushes down his body as his eyes greedily glide along your exposed upper body, your beautiful tits, your soft tummy, and your waist. He swallows against the dryness of his mouth, desperately hoping that one day he could be the one undressing you.

You open your jeans now, letting them plummet on the floor before stepping out of them. You bent over, picking them up to fold them away. 

Fortunately for him, this gives him a perfect view of your ass. He can see your pussy through your panties, squished between those perfect asscheeks. 

His heart beats violently against this ribcage, his blood running hot. He can feel it; the twitching of his hardened cock. 

What he would give to bend you over like this himself, to pull those panties to the side. Josuke pulls down his pants, freeing his throbbing cock, wrapping his hand around his girth, because now his favorite part of your little routine comes; the instant he replays in his mind day and night. 

You pull down your panties, carelessly tossing them on the floor, leaving your body completely bare. You observe your own reflection in the large mirror hanging on your wall. You let your fingers run through your hair, before they glide along your sides, your gaze following them, sliding along your body.  

Josuke strokes his dick, his hungry eyes gliding along your silhouette, leaving no part unseen. You’re enticing. He could watch you like this forever. 

But he can’t. You get your kimono, tieing it around your waist as you step out of the room, switching off the light. 

Josuke sighs. He closes his eyes, still seeing your body in front of him. 

He imagines his large hands gliding along your sides, feeling your soft skin under his, grabbing, kneading your flesh. He would cup your breasts, letting his thumbs circle your nipples until they harden under his touch. 

What he would give to gaze deep into your eyes, pressing kisses along your throat, further down, sucking your nipples, hearing your voice bleeding into a soft moan. 

His hand increases his pace as he imagines dropping to his knees, smoothing his palms along your hips, grabbing your ass. 

A low whine rips past his chest as he thinks about your pretty pussy, right in front of his face. 

He would worship you, his eager lips pressing feathery kisses onto your plush thighs before letting himself allow a taste of you. He just knows you would taste so good, letting his tongue glide along your folds, teasingly, before his tongue would draw tight circles on your sensitive clit. 

Josuke imagines you bending in front of him, facing your floor-length mirror, as he slowly sinks into your sloppy pussy. 

He would watch you, your reflection, the way your expression would change with each of his slow, deep thrusts, your face glowing as you watch yourself getting fucked by him. He knows you like to watch yourself. 

He hurriedly pumps into his swollen tip, a bead of pre-cum rolling down his length, easing the glide of his eager hand. 

Josuke can practically hear your voice, your whines, and the depraved sounds of pleasure, skin slapping against skin, the wet squelch of your pussy as you drip all over him. He would watch his large, slick cock split you open, again and again until he has your whole body trembling.

He imagines it's your pussy wrapped so tightly around his twitching cock, not his own hand, as he fucks into his fist. His hips involuntarily stutter forward into his hand before he tips over the edge.

He groans breathlessly, a string of curses leaving his lips as he jerks himself through his orgasm. His hot cum stains his hand, dripping down his shaft as he shallowly thrusts into his fist, riding out his high. He lets go of himself, panting as he comes down from his high. 

Josuke will be there the next evening as well, waiting for you to give him his show. 

Rohan Kishibe

Rohan observes you, he practically reads your face like a book - and this without the help of Heaven’s Door.

He hates you for your obvious expression. He really does. 

You skim through his latest proposal for his manga, your delicate hands turning page after page as his green eyes hang onto your every expression.

You're strict with him and honest. Most people would probably appreciate it if their manga editor possessed such qualities. Rohan doesn’t. He hates getting told what to do. He knows he’s good. Everyone knows this. Everyone should.

Only you don’t seem to, often having suggestions or comments. He pretends like these aren’t helpful. He doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction. 

Just like now, as you propose some suggestions, pointing out some inconsistencies in the story, he just listens, his eyes gazing into yours. 

“How very helpful of you, I can really count on you, my love,” he hums, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

You bite back a smile, standing up from the seat behind your desk, and making your way to him. You stand behind him now, your hands resting on his shoulders. His muscle tense under your touch. You dip down, letting your hands glide along his chest, playfully so. 

Rohan feels your breath on his neck and your heat on his skin, his nose filling up with your scent. 

“Oh, you know me, always at your service,” you breathe into his ear before you retreat. 

He composes himself, hurriedly standing up as well, saying goodbye to you as usual. He sees a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. He fully knows, that you just enjoyed baffling him. And he can’t seem to have anything to say, that would imply that he wasn’t. 

The moment resurfaces in his mind throughout the remaining day. 

He doesn’t know why meeting you always aggravates him so much. But this time you really were too much.

Late at night, when he’s lying in his bed, he really can’t seem to shake the memory of him. It’s like he can still feel your hot breath on his neck, your soft, inviting voice. He practically feels your hands smoothing along his chest. 

Rohan desperately tries to ignore the way his dick twitches in his boxers. He has to tell himself that he doesn’t like you. Not one bit. Not at all. He tosses and turns, throwing his blanket away, and getting up to get himself some water.

It doesn’t help. He sits at the edge of his bed, looking down at his hardened cock showing through his boxers. 

Every minute he doesn’t do anything, his longing for pleasure, for release, seems to heighten until he’s unable to hold back anymore.

Rohan tugs down his boxers, letting his cock spring into his grip. The first, slow drag of his palm along his length elicits him a gasp of relief. He lowers his gaze, watching as he drags his fist up and down his cock. 

His mind is somewhere entirely else. 

He thinks about you. About your hands on his chest, about your scent, about your sweet, honeyed voice. 

He imagines you’re here in the room with him, that it was your hand that is dragging along his weeping length. 

Rohan envisions you kneeling in front of him, your eyes peering up at him curiously before you wrap your plush lips around him. You’d look so good with hollowed cheeks and obedient eyes, bobbing your head.

“Just like that,” he mumbles. His grip grew a little tighter with each pump of his hand.

He visualizes his hand threading through your hair, pushing you to take more of him. He yearns to see tears spill from your eyes, he wants you to gag on his cock. 

“Nothing to say now, huh?” He mumbles deliriously, lost in his fantasy.

He pretends it's your mouth and throat he’s fucking into, not his own hand. A breathless moan pulled from his chest, and another bead of pre-cum dripped down his cock to ease the glide of his hurried hand. 

He can feel his impending orgasm, the way the knot in his stomach is twisting tighter and tighter with each harsh stroke of his hand.

A desperate groan falls from his mouth when he imagines your glassy eyes peering up at him. He envisions slipping his cock out of your mouth, and how you would loll out your tongue for him.

“You want that? Want me to cum all over that pretty face of yours, huh?” His voice is breathless, strained. 

A low whine rips past his chest as he practically hears your whiny, desperate “Yes.”

He cums, a drawn-out moan of your name filling up the room, as his orgasm washes over him. His thighs tremble, his abdomen tensing as his hot cum paints his hand white. 

He visualizes his spurts of cum landing on your tongue, dripping down your chin and lips, mixing in with your spit, imagining you swallowing, eagerly taking all that he gives you. 

“Good girl,” he breathes, his chest heaving with his heavy pants.

Slowly he comes back into reality as his cock softens in his hand. His dick falls heavy against his thigh, as he observes the mess he made. 

Rohan swallows, muttering to himself that he really does find you annoying. But he isn’t so sure if he can still believe this now. 

Giorno Giovanna

Giorno leans against the rough bark of the tall birch, his long legs spread on the grass. He’s letting his eye wander, observing people walking their dogs, kids playing tag, and friend groups sitting in a circle on the green grass, beer in hand.

It fulfills him with contentment, with a certain tranquility when he sees all these people that are so happy, so careless, seeming so innocent and pure. He often comes here, clearing his mind, forgetting about all his duties and stress. 

And as his gaze moves from one place to another he discovers you. As his eyes rest on you, he wonders how he could’ve been caught up in observing anything other. And now that he has seen you, how could he look away?

You’re sitting on a bench not far from him, a book in your delicate hands. Hair falls into your face, softly swaying in the breeze. He notices the corners of your eyes crinkling as you try to make out the sentences in the bright sunlight.

After a few minutes, it seems like you have given up, placing the book next to you on the bench. Your eyes fall close, soaking up the sun.

And Giorno just watches you; angling your face towards the sun, discarded book next to you, the soft breeze playing with your hair.  

He doesn’t know why he can’t seem to tear his eyes away. It calms him in a way that is hard to describe, to see you comfortable in your skin, with no trace of stress or worry painted on your face, falling into the moment, appreciating it. It touches something deep within himself. 

Giorno is mostly surrounded by hard, harsh people. Men that have killed, and will do so again. 

It’s refreshing to look at you, it makes his skin feel warmer than the sun shining upon it.

He doesn’t know how to approach you, he’s not even sure if he should. He picks up a blade of grass, letting his stand metamorphose it into a butterfly. 

The little insect reels through the air, heading for you. 

You don’t notice it until it lands on the tip of your nose. Your eyes open languidly. They grow wider as they take in the butterfly right before them.

It takes off again, fluttering a few centimeters in front of your face. Giorno watches you laugh out of surprise, your smile shining brighter than the afternoon sun.

You stretch out your hand, the butterfly landing on your finger, sitting still. The wonder in your eyes as you observe it from up close makes his heart flutter, just like the butterfly’s wings. He’s entranced, his eyes hanging onto you until you go.

And when he is back in his home, after talking to some of his subordinates, after feeling the stress and his responsibility resting on his shoulders anew he wishes he could see you. To let his gaze travel along your features, to feel this tenderness washing over himself again. 

He leans back in his chair behind his desk, picturing you. How your eyes widened in surprise upon gazing at the butterfly, how your delicate hand waved through the air, how your skin glowed in the sun. 

Giorno can’t help wondering how soft your skin would feel against his lips, imagining kissing your shut eyes, pressing feathery kisses onto every centimeter of your face until his ears pick up your soft giggles. He would pull away, his nose nearly touching yours, his hands cradling your cheeks, watching the creases at the corner of your eyes deepening. 

This is harmless. This is okay. 

But his mind can’t stop running. He can’t stop his thoughts from wandering, from imagining himself pressing tender kisses along your jaw, your throat, along your breasts. 

He thinks about taking your nipple into his mouth, softly sucking, noticing your breath deepening, his other hand kneading your other breast.

Giorno gulps, his blood rushing down his body. He imagines moving further down, a trail of kisses along your waist, your stomach, along your thighs.

His breath hitches, feeling his dick straining against his pants. He wonders how your pussy would look, how sweet you would taste, as his tongue laps at your folds. 

His chest burns with desire, his cheeks hot as he just can’t shake these thoughts off.

Reluctantly, he gives in to his urges. He tugs down his pants and boxers, his hand wrapping around his hardened cock. 

His head rests against his chair. His eyes drifted shut, to visualize you more clearly. He sees you in front of him, your unbelievable eyes staring up at him, slightly widening as he sinks into your wet pussy, his cock being encompassed by your warm, tight walls. A sigh drops from his lips.

His thumb swipes across his slit, collecting the bead of pre-cum that has gathered there. Slowly, he starts to drag his hand along his length, pumping into his swollen tip, before repeating the gesture. With each pass, his grip grows a little bit tighter, and his fantasies a little dirtier. 

He imagines it's your pussy that is wrapped so tightly around his cock, not his own hand. He pictures your every expression, your eyes darkening, your cheeks burning, your plush lips dropping open, releasing sweet moans and whimpers. 

Giorno wants to see you tremble, wants to see you fall apart underneath him, because of him. He mimics the slow and deliberate thrust with his hand, before increasing his pace. A drawn out, breathless moan escapes his parted lips.

He yearns to see the surprised look in your eyes, the little frown on your face, as he throws your legs over his shoulders, thrusting even deeper into you. 

He would fuck you until you quiver underneath him, until your voice is hoarse until you can’t see straight, until you’re a mess, gushing all over his cock. He would fuck you until you’re satisfied. 

Only then he’ll let himself succumb. A groan rips past his heaving chest as he imagines your pussy clenching down on him greedily, urging him to spill every drop of his hot cum deep within you. 

With that thought in his mind, with him envisioning your sloppy pussy fluttering around his dick, he cums. A groan drops from his lips, his fist squeezing a little tighter, concentrating on his swollen tip as his orgasm washes over him.

He envisions himself buried deep inside of you, his cock throbbing with each rope of hot cum he fills you up with.

Shallowly he rides out his high, his body twitching helplessly as his ropes of creamy cum drip down his thick shaft and onto his hand, imagining your pussy milking him dry.

He’s breathless, his chest heaving with pants, as he lets go of himself. His gaze drops onto his soiled hand. 

Giorno wonders how such a sweet and tender thing as you could lead him to do such lascivious things. 

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— jjba: reacting to chubby insecure reader

characters: Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo (part 3), Josuke Higashikata, Female Reader

rating: sfw, mild suggestive talk (Joseph)

Jonathan Joestar

Honestly, Jonathan only sees you as a vision of pure beauty

“How can you ever speak so poorly of yourself when you look like a goddess of antiquity?”

Brings books of art from the library just to show you the paintings and sculptures of women through the ages

“You see, my love, artists for centuries have known your figure is truly the most divine work of all creation.”

Will silence you with a finger to your lips if you protest

Then he will take your hand into his, gazing lovingly at you.

“Our youth is fleeting. All I care for is that your body is willing to grow old with mine. For one day, my physique will fade with age and I will no longer be as strong as I am now. And will you love me then?”

Of course. You will love him no matter what.

“Then why do you refuse to see that I feel the same for you?”

He kisses you.

“Now, let us retire to our bedroom.”

And he sweeps you off your feet and carries you bridal style across the threshold to his bedroom

And as he is a gentlemen it is best not to say what you two did next

Joseph Joestar

Our bodies are so different…Just look at how I am compared to you.

Joseph is confused to say the least.

“Huh? What’s wrong with your body and what does that have to do with mine?”

Wouldn’t he prefer someone fit like him?

Isn’t he embarrassed to be seen with you in public?

Joseph laughs

“Awww, babe. Are you feeling insecure?”

Not helping

“Because you don’t have to be.”

Go on…

“I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on”

Okay, now you are blushing

“And you know how much I love having your thick thighs wrapped around me when we’re making sweet love~”

Joseph!

“What? You never complain when I’m doing it. And you’re so much fun to cuddle afterwards.”

Immediately pulls you into his arms and snuggles against your chest

“I also wanted you because you were the only person who almost had tits as big as mine.”

JOSEPH!!!

Jotaro Kujo

You never kiss me in public and rarely hold my hand…

Are you…

Are you embarrassed of me?

“Good grief”

Jotaro…

“Do you think I’m that shallow that I’d care what other people think of you? Of us?”

His voice is harsh.

You look away, feeling foolish.

He notices immediately and his gaze softens, the small spark of irritation fading.

He reaches out for you and pulls you close to him and kisses the top of your head.

Keeping you there he whispers

“Look, I’m sorry…I’m not embarrassed of you. I adore you and your body. You’re gorgeous to me.”

“I’m just a private person. Our relationship is something special and intimate to me. I dont need to display my affection for you to the world.”

You nod, still frowning.

“But it seems I’ve neglected you by only focusing on my own comfort. I’m sorry. This should be a partnership.”

He takes your hand

“I’ll hold your hand in public and won’t mind a quick kiss. It might take me some time to not….blush. But I’ll be fine.”

You squeeze his hand reassuringly

Thank you, Jotaro. Thank you for understanding and listening to me.

“I love you, Y/N. I hope you never forget that.”

Josuke Higashikata

You’re so much more attractive then me. Don’t you want someone fit and pretty?

“WHAT?!”

“Come again?????”

“Are you feeling okay, babe?”

“Do you not see the way I worship every single curve of your body?”

“I’m practically salivating every time your jeans are too tight!”

“And that cute little tummy of yours!!!”

“I can’t keep my hands off you!”

“Do I need to do more PDA?! Cause I will!!”

“OR I’ll climb on the roof at school and shout that I’m dating the hottest person in all of Morioh!!”

Josuke! Stop you’re making me blush!!!

He attacks you with kisses and tickles.

#josuke x reader #josuke x y/n #josuke x you #josuke higashikata #reader insert #jotaro x reader #jotaro x y/n #jotaro x you #jotaro kujo #joseph joestar x reader #jjba joseph #jjba josuke #jjba jotaro #jjba jonathan #jonathan joestar #joseph joestar #jonathan joestar x reader #joseph joestar x you #chubby reader #chubby y/n #jojo x you #jojo x reader #jojo x y/n #x chubby reader #x plus size reader #plus size reader

[zujime]

─── multiple characters x reader

characters included: bruno, joesph(not the old man ya'll, he is kinda bad tho ngl), josuke, jotaro, giorno, mista

c.w. when ur sad/upset/overthinking/idk, aged up, fluff, comfort, established relationship, no y/n usage, hcs, jjba, some italian pet names (2), a few swear words

- it's been a while since i posted jjba content, it's also been a while since i posted overall. this probably isn't much but for right now until i recover from this burnout, it's all i have. i hope you enjoy :)

at times like these, bruno notices almost immediately that something's up when he walks into your shared home and is met with an eerie silence. it's not long before he's rushing into the bedroom in search of you, only to find you curled up in bed—hidden under covers as you trembled and sniffled lightly. his touch is gentle when he rests his hand on your quivering shoulder, voice even softer as he speaks—asking about what's troubling you.

"what's wrong, mia cara" whether you tell him or not, he encourages you to release whatever tears remain as he holds you, giving you a shoulder to cry on and lots of forehead, nose, and cheek kisses as he tries to soothe you. once you've calmed down, he'll ask if there's anything you want—either a necessity or just something you want, he's getting it without a second thought. he just loves you so much and wants to do all he can for you.

now joesph...is kind of a jerk when he finds you crying at first. he'd baby talk you as he pinches, squishes your cheeks, and flicks your forehead or nose while laughing his ass off, but when he notices that you're not giving him any snappy remarks, slapping his hands away, or laughing with him, that's when he knows something's wrong and he's actually worried.

and when he starts asking you what happened, he almost sounds like a fly that's been buzzing in your ear for god knows how long, but you know he means well, especially when he's giving you the warmest and tightest hug he can—holding you against his chest as you let his heartbeat calm your uneven breathing. he's definitely babying you for the rest of the day and he might tease you a teeny tiny bit, but only to make you laugh.

josuke would probably think he did something to cause you to feel this way and if that's the case, bro's apologizing profusely (please, he's so sorry). whatever the problem might be, expect lots—and i mean lots of short sloppy kisses all over your face while he whispers tons of "I'm sorry" or "it's ok" onto your face. he might refrain from asking what the problem is both out of fear and because he doesn't want to cross boundaries or upset you even more.

but he'll spoil you rotten for the entire week cause he wants you—his everything—to feel better and he wants you to know how much he loves you. cuddles, kisses, hugs, naps together, movie night, whatever the hell you want is exactly what he's gonna give you maybe even before you ask. (he'd probably cry w you, on a serious note).

i think that jotaro would sit there and wait for you to tell him what's wrong so he'll know if it's serious or not—if it's serious he'll stay and listen to what you have to say, but if it's not like you're crying because something is out of stock or something, he's leaving the room and not even sparring you a second glance.

anyway, if you need any type of physical affection, he'd be able to tell from your body language or if you ask him for it but either way, he's not gonna not give you what you want...he's a really good listener, would literally sit there and listen to all that you have to say with no interruptions and he'd cuddle with you until you fall asleep cause he needs to know that you're actually okay, but he's not leaving your side. at all.

ok listen, not exactly like josuke, but i think giorno would be such a sweetheart. he'd ask if you'd wanna talk about it and would be content listening to whatever you say to him while he's holding you in his arms to bring your frantic mind to a slow so you can focus on what you want to say. would definitely cuddle with you in bed—you'll pass out in like less than 20 minutes so yeah.

mista would be so worried but at the same time he's asking who did it with sex pistols in hand (bro's ready to kill a bitch for you). "amore mio, who do i need to kill?" "mista, please don't kill anyone..." he's drowning you in nothing but love (kisses, cuddles, hand-holding, etc). he'd let you wear his hat or play with his hair to calm you down if that's what you want. you're getting spoiled. no, if's and's or but's, you're getting spoiled. want food? he's got it. wanna watch something? the tv's already on. wanna nap? he's already waiting in bed. he'd also let you cry on his shoulder for as long as you need and he'll give you back rubs too. :((

#[♪]. bruno #[♪]. joseph #[♪]. josuke #[♪]. jotaro #[♪]. giorno #[♪]. mista #jotaro smut #jotaro x reader #jotaro x you #bruno bucellati x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #giorno giovanna x reader #giorno x reader #josuke x you #josuke x reader #joseph joestar #joseph joestar imagines #jjba x reader #joseph joestar x reader #joseph x reader #joseph imagines #jotaro imagines #jotaro kujo imagines #jotaro kujo x reader #josuke imagines #josuke higashikata imagines #guido mista x reader #mista x reader

[starry-snippets]

touch starved s/o (kakyoin, josuke, mista)

kakyoin

☆ you tell him you're touch starved and he's like oh my gosh me too

☆ no but seriously. he's always felt left out and isolated, so knowing you feel that way too and connect through touch helps him feel understood

☆ is entirely okay with your needs too! they overlap a great deal but anything you differ on he'll attentively listen to and change, and please do the same for him

☆ enjoys being in your arms as much as he enjoys holding you. hugs are his absolute favorite along with patting your head. very in love with just being close to you

☆ would actually be a bit relieved to have a touch starved partner, as it'll make him less nervous about engaging in cuddling once he knows that it's for sure okay

josuke

☆ another touch starved boy!

☆ he loves to hold you by the waist, rest his arms on your shoulder, hug you from the back - anything to be close with you

☆ still awkward and pink whenever he touches you though. it's what you both want but holding your hand and hugging you has him blushing and defensive if anyone teases him

☆ especially likes being the big spoon. when you're cuddling he'll tangle his legs around you like he's playing twister. just finds it fun

☆ does sometimes have phases where he's not feeling overly physical, so talking about boundaries on both sides is incredibly important

mista

☆ not touch starved but just loves to touch you! okay a little touch starved. more than a little

☆ love language is predominantly physical touch, so isn't the least bit bothered by you being touch starved

☆ he loves to hold your hand and rub circles on the back of your hand, especially if you're waiting for something. mista will kiss your face from your ears to your chin, loving how you'll giggle because it's a little silly

☆ no amount of touching is really too much for mista. despite his high tolerance and preference towards it he won't force anything on you!

☆ the fact you enjoy his company and his intimacy makes him really happy and assures him a great deal that you love him

#jjba #jjba x reader #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 3 #jjba part 4 #jjba part 5 #kakyoin x y/n #kakyoin x gender neutral reader #kakyoin x gn reader #fluff #kakyoin x reader #josuke x y/n #josuke x gender neutral reader #josuke x you #josuke x reader #guido mista #mista x reader #mista x gender neutral resder #mista x you #jjba headcanons #sfw

[miemiew1st]

<We're friends, right?>

Josuke Higashikata x reader

cw: nsfw, nipple play(m. receiving), unprotected sex, dry humping, cockwarming, josuke being awkward but also a sex beast

Being friends with the popular Josuke has really turned out to be a whole rollercoaster of emotions. Him being a troublemaker and getting in a lot of musty stuff would always end up with a new funny story to tell your friends about.

Not only was it fun to hang around with him, but also you've noticed how you'd start developing a habit of analyzing his facial features and staring at his handsome? ridiculous face whenever you'd got the chance to.

Moreover, most of the times when girls were drooling over him you would always brush it off or even find it annoying because you couldn't understand how the hell is that head of a walking nest attractive. Now, things have somehow changed. Whenever a girl would compliment him or try and get his attention, you'd feel a tight, uncomfortable feeling in your chest.

Was it.. Could it be jealousy? Nah, you must have been out of your mind to think of your old best friend Higashikata in a more than a friend way. Or so you'd make yourself to believe.

Talking of him, the lunch break should start soon, so you'll get some alone time with the so said friend, since Okuyasu is skipping classes today and Koichi felt off and went to the school nurse.

Usually, you'd be excited and looking forward to spending some of your own time with Josuke however for some reason you feel anxious and even nervous about the idea of being all alone with him.

Here comes the moment, the bell rings alerting the class that it's lunch time. You watch as everyone sits up and walks through the main door while chatting and laughing with their friend groups, when suddenly your boy best friend snaps you out of your trance by bumping you over your shoulder.

"What are you waiting for? It's the lunch break, let's go" You look up to where the deep voice is coming from, greeted with Josuke's plain expression and his pair of ocean blue eyes making contact with yours.

"Right" You send him a somehow fake smile, trying to hide your emotions and intrusive thoughts so that he wouldn't worry about you.

You stand up from your place, and both of you head to the "secret place" found by Okuyasu, which is actually the school's closet.

***

Settling right next to his place on the floor, you open your bento and start to quietly enjoy your food. Glancing over to Josuke, you can't help but take note of the video game he's playing: his favorite Eyes of heaven. Surely, he's crazy over this kind of games.

You poke at his side teasingly "Can't take your eyes off that game even when it's just the two of us, huh?" At that he scoffs, mumbling something about how you're gonna make him lose.

"Well, Okuyasu didn't come to school today so what am I supposed to do, right?" Ouch. Did he just make a hint saying you're boring to talk to?

"So you're saying you find me boring?" The question came out more aggressive than you thought, which gave away the way you don't like the fact of him thinking you're no fun.

He stops his game, turning over to look at you "Huh?? I never said that. It's just that you have more things in common with Koichi, I don't really know how to start a conversation with you properly."

You pause for a little, processing everything he's saying. You're considering him your friend, best friend even. You always enjoy your time with him at the top of your free time and you find him very interesting. Did he ever say he enjoys spending time with you tho?

Now that you think of it, you don't remember that he ever called you his friend or started a conversation with you first. What if he didn't even think of you as a friend, and just a classmate?

The doubts running through your head were starting to bring anxiety to you, and without even thinking about it, the words slip past your lips "Josuke?"

The tone of your voice alerted him, gaining his attention as he curiously waited for you to continue what you're willing to say.

"We're friends, right?"

The room fell silent, some weird type of tension growing between the two of you, making you uncomfortable. You always felt so cozy around Josuke, feeling like this around him is unusual for you.

JoJo blinks dumbfonded, trying to figure out what was the point of the question. He's always thought of you as a close friend, were you having doubts about the two of yours relationship?

"Uh, I guess it's obvious we are, isn't it?" His words make you sigh out of relief, but also bring your senses back and make you realize how awkward and embarrassing your random thought sounded. "Why would you ask me that? Is everything alright?"

Oh well, now the tension is building up again. Sometimes you wish you could stuff your mouth so that you couldn't get one stupid word out of it.

Josuke shifts closer to you, his face close enough to yours to feel his hot breath on your skin. You look into his eyes that hold worry and nothing but pure care.

"You know you can always tell me if something bothers you. I care about you"

Yeah.. He cares about you. You knew you had to be grateful for such an amazing friend you've got, but right now something inside of you makes you wish he cared about you as more than a friend.

"What if I don't want you to care about me like that" What are you doing? You think you've lost your mind as you let all of your thoughts come out and bring honesty in the sentences you're whispering while gazing down.

Well now he is confused. Josuke can do nothing but raise his eye brow in confusion, straightening up and scratching the back of his head. "You don't want me to care bout you? I don't quiet get it, Y/n"

He looks truly dumbfounded, his blue eyes making a perfect expression of what confusion means. You start thinking, he's actually always been handsome, you just didn't want to admit it to yourself. In the back of your mind, you've been scared he wouldn't see you as a more than a friend thing, that's why you would deny your own feelings.

Taking risk for everything you and Higashikata had gone through together, you make up your mind to follow your heart at the moment. You were sure you'd regret it later no matter what the outcome would be, but you couldn't care less in the moment when you had the perfect opportunity to do what all of his fangirls couldn't, to take advantage of the way hes so close to you.

You shift on your fours, putting a hand on Josuke's chest and pushing him against the wall behind him. Your cheeks are flushed red, mouth hanging open and arousal taking over your senses as you feel the muscles of his chest flex and move under your finger tips.

"U-uhm.. Y/n?" He brings back focus to his face, seeing how he's absolutely shocked and poor boy doesn't know what is happening right now. He looks so lost and confused, you decide to speak up about your intentions.

"I want you to care about me as more than a friend, Josuke" You can feel him gasp inaudibly and you feel the way his heartbeat increases in speed. When you're sure in the fact he isn't in fact stopping you, you continue your assault on him.

Supporting yourself with a hand on his shoulder, you use your other hand to settle yourself on top of his thighs, sitting down in his lap and put the hand on his chest.

When you finally look up to catch in his reactions, you're actually surprised to notice the way his nose is a cute shade of pinkish now, along with the very top of his ears. His eyes are glazy and shine while he bores into your own eyes.

"You're so handsome, JoJo.."

You want to.. Gosh you want to touch him so bad, you want to continue being close to him, yet you don't know how to ask permission for that without feeling beyond embarrassed.

As if he could read your thoughts, Josuke places one of his large hands firmly on your waist, somehow pressing you down further on his lap, which resulted into you gasping for air when you made contact with his crotch.

"I... Please, touch me however you want to.." The husky words leaving his mouth send shivers down your spine and onto your already throbbing cunt. You bite your lip, bringing your face into the place where his neck meets his shoulders and whine desperately into his ear.

You lick onto the smooth skin, biting once there and there and leaving occasional love marks. You suck on one special spot on his muscular neck, which leads to him grunting silently and bucking his hips up to yours.

"I want you, Josuke" You keen, carding your fingers through his hair on the back of his neck and tug slightly while humping onto his now hard bulge. You feel the outline of his cock digging into the plush of your pussy, pressing nicely against your clothed clit.

Moaning slightly, you pull back to take a look at your friends expression. His facial features have always been so defined and masculine, it was hard for you to hold back from licking a stripe over his cheek. Instead, you focus your attention on his plump lips.

You grind once more onto his twitching hard on, brushing over his upper back with your hands. Meeting his gaze, you gave him a desperate look "Kiss me, please kiss me, wanna taste you.."

"Mmh, o-oh fuck" Josuke groans, suddenly gripping you tightly by your waist and bringing your chest to his with force. He pecks your lips gently, experimenting with your actual desires at first.

You protest with a pout, and he reacts by chuckling smugly at the way you're so desperate. You reach over to kiss him on your own now. Your lips move against his mouth harshly, and you slip your tongue on his lips, trying to get him even closer than you already are.

You can't help the smile creeping on your face when he opens up, letting you take the lead and going with the flow while helping you grind still against his cock. You return to his neck, leaving wet kisses up and down to his chest, and you fist around with the end of his shirt.

"Take it off for me? Please" He hurriedly does as you say, breathing heavily and his black hair is now as messy as ever from your hands playing with it earlier. Strands of his hair cover his flushed face, covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Once his upper clothes are thrown mindlessly on the cold floor, you can do nothing but stare in awe at his anatomy. His huge muscle pecs and his perked up nipples are just begging for attention and you desperately grab onto the muscles around his nipples, gropling them.

"A-ah.. Please nng" Josuke begs, closing his eyes and rolling his head over in bliss. You feel his dick twitch hardly in his pants, letting you know just how much he enjoys this whole new spectre of emotions.

"You like it, don't you?" You tease, inching closer and sliding your tongue over his nipple. He moans loudly, clearly not expecting you to start sucking on his tits. It was something new for him, and yet he sure as hell enjoyed it a lot.

Josuke reached over and held on your hair, not knowing whether to bring your mouth closer or to pull you away. The feeling of your wet muscle playing with his sensitive skin while your fingers pinched and groped the other pec was too good for him to handle.

The bell has long since ringed announcing the end of the lunch break, yet both of you were too mind struck by the pleasure and arousal you were experiencing to give a single damn about it.

"Ohhh fuck yeah, m-more, don't stop" He sounds like a mindless whore, and God his voice was blissful. You were getting so wet that you could feel your own arousal seeping through the fabric of your pants.

You wanted to.. Fuck you wanted to feel him filling you up in all of them right places. Gently, you pulled back from his chest and massaged the bruises that were already starting to form there, all the while Josuke was pouting and complaining about you stopping your ministrations.

"Relax big boy, I'm not going anywhere." You sat up on your knees, taking off your lower clothing and rubbing your fingers onto your leaking cunt. "Mmm yess.." You moaned gently, watching the way Josuke was staring at the way your fingers worked over your core. Drool pooled out of the corner of his mouth, eyes shimmering with tears of need and craving for you.

"Come on, JoJo, please.. I need your cock inside of me, want you so bad.." You whined loudly, reaching down to fistle around with his belt. Once you disregarded him of it, he quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers, pushing them down just enough for his cock to spring out.

Huge. It was fucking huge, the biggest and the thickest dick you have ever seen in your life. Heavy balls squishing against the waistband of his underwear and pretty glistening tip burning with desire.

You whimpered at the sight of it, bringing your hand up to your mouth and coating the palm of it with your spit, just to bring it back down and wrap your fist around his cock.

You gripped it tightly, spreading the saliva on his red tip and using it as lube. You give it firm and slow strokes, squeezing at his tip and fisting down at the base of it.

He was so thick that your hand couldnt even close right around it. Sliding his cock against your dripping wet pussy, you push the tip of his cock inside of you and your mouth opens in a silent scream.

The stretch was unreal, it was expected tho looking at the size he was gifted with. But the expressions he was making as your walls squeezed at his cock tightly were totally worth the feeling.

"Ahh, fuck please.. Y-you're so tight, God" Josuke thrusted his hips up, getting half way in all at once and you screamed. It hurt, yet for gods sake did it hurt so good. "Feels so good, wan' more" He pushed your hips down with his hands in one swift motion, bottoming out inside of you completely.

You gasped as you fell on his chest, hands grasping helplessly at his broad muscular shoulders while you could do nothing but whimper and sob at the immense stretch his cock had on your cunt.

"Ohhh shit, so fucking good. Just like that" Without even giving you a moment to adjust, he started pulling out of you, just to push back in with all the force he had. You moaned loudly, biting onto his neck hard and for surely leaving a mark there.

"Josuke, p-please.. Wait, ugh- it's too much" You pleaded, leaving crescent marks on his pale skin while gripping tightly at his bare back. Josuke chuckles, deep voice sending trembles down your spine.

"I've already waited long enough for this" You're stunned at the way his behavior immediately changed, his voice being rougher than usually as he grabs at your ass and starts pounding in and out of you, balls slapping against your skin.

"I've wanted this for so long.." He continues, grasping at your hair suddenly and pulling you back from his neck, making eye contact with you. ".. Fucked my fist to memories of you for so long" He licks his lips before kissing you roughly and biting at your lips.

His tongue licks over your own, desperate panting sharing between the two of you as he still fucks you dumbly. When he finally pulls away, his cheeks are rosy deep, sweat trickling down his neck and forehead and you moan out at his unfocused eyes.

You're lost in the pleasure as you realize, you're able to feel him, to see him like this, all vulnerable and so fucking deep into you. Not anyone else, not those annoying girls always trying to get his attention, its you who can touch and grasp at his perfect skin and features.

You whimper, letting your head fall down as you're only able to sit there and take whatever pleasure he gives you. Yet josuke won't have this, he squishes your cheeks together and lifts your face up, smirking all the while "Look at me, look at your best friend fucking you"

Josuke focuses on the way your face contorts into pleasure, and the way his slick cock is sliding in and out of you is so sinful he can't help but throw his head back and moan out shamelessly.

In the heat of the moment, you grab onto the hand that's keeping your head in place, bringing his attention back to you while his cock ruins your insides. You look straight into his eyes, smiling dumbly, trying to somehow tell him how good it feels even tho your mind is just a puddle of nothing.

Josuke's expression softens at that, and he brings down his hand to play at your clit "Come on pretty, cum on my dick." He flicks and presses down on it, repeating the same motions at an immense speed "Do it for me, right? Do it baby, f-fuck"

His cock is reaching deep inside of you, all the while his fingers are abusing your clit and the sounds that leave his mouth bring you all over the edge and you collapse down onto his shoulders, clenching so tightly on his fat cock and hugging him while you shake and wither around him

"Y-yeah.. Just like that, s-so fucking cute, " Josuke whines out, gritts his teeth and makes a few more lazy thrusts of his cock as it twitches inside of you, and he pulls out quickly, pressing your chests together and jerking off his hard, wet dick before spurting out thick ropes of white cum on your back.

He heaves out, moaning out one last time and pumping his softening cock some more times before relaxing against the wall. He rolls his head up, looking at the blank white ceiling and closing his eyes, smiling at the feeling of your soft breath tickling his skin.

"You're crazy, JoJo, absolutely shameless" You laugh, punching his chest slightly and looking up at him. He chuckles, that deep voice of his you love so much resonating through his chest. "Yeah sure, like you're not the one who just made me cum in a fucking school closet."

"Couldnt help it, I got tired of the bitches trying to hit on you." You confess, gently rubbing his chest and sighing softly. "I had to do it first before they had the chance to" Josuke lifts your face by your chin, giving you a quick peck on the lips and resting his forehead on yours.

"They never had a chance in the first place, Y/n" His words sounded so sincere, filled with nothing but innocence and trust. He blushes lightly "I've always liked you.. Since the first day we started being "friends""

You smiled, happiness filling your heart up as you cuddle up against him and get comfortable before Josuke pushes you away "Hey, don't forget we're still in the school closet, we should start cleaning up here until someone sees us"

"Crap" You look around at the clothes lying on the floor and the drops of cum there that leaked from your back already strating to dry out "You're right on that"

#fanfic #reader insert #fanfiction #josuke smut #josuke 4 #jjba part 4 #josuke higashitaka #josuke x you #jjba x reader #josuke x y/n #jjba smut #jojo no kimyou na bouken #josuke higashikata

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𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬. ― 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚

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“D— damn—“ Josuke was pink in the cheeks, his sapphire gaze following the bouncing of your ass on his lap. up, down, grind, up, down, grind. he swore the rippling of your flesh was hypnotic; and he was sucked in. he wanted to reach out and grope the silken skin. he wanted to squeeze it, use two fistfuls of your cheeks as handles so he could buck his hips upwards and take control of the rhythm, but every time his hand fled to touch you, it was only to leave a loud smack against one globe. each spank granted a sultry moan from your lips, and he was addicted to that sound. it made him lightheaded.

“You take… take it so well…”

you want to laugh at that; how in awe he seems, but all that you can manage is a partial giggle-moan cocktail, and you wiggle your ass against him, “I’m well trained,” you purr, before adding, “thank your nephew.” you knew that would get under his skin. Josuke wanted you, and that much was obvious, but he was fiercely loyal to Jotaro, too, which left him in a moral dilemma. fuck his nephew’s girlfriend and satisfy the unbridled lust you brought out of him, or simply try to bottle it up until he just imploded. of course, he chose the former, and you were more than willing to oblige.

he didn’t say it, but you felt like he would rather cut out his tongue than thank Jotaro for your bedroom skills.

Josuke couldn’t help if he was flustered. he could only rest with his back against the headboard, legs outstretched, while you rode him. at first, you’d been sitting straight up, and he could hold on to your hips for dear life, but it seemed like the closer you got towards release, the closer to the mattress you hunkered, until one of your hands gripped his calf muscle, nipping at the sheet that smelled like him and holding it between your teeth, your torso rubbing into the bed between his thighs, and your jiggling ass was the most prominent display for him. “That feels fucking good…“ he rasped, tilting his head to watch the inches of his sensitive cock disappear when you descended. from this position, he could also watch your own fingers work between your bodies— rubbing your clitoris at a furious pace. part of him wished he could pull you back up to him, so he could hook his arm around your waist and fondle that sweet, little nerve bundle himself, but he couldn’t even think straight when you squeezed him just right. he could practically time it, when you sank all the way down and your hips oscillated, your walls frenzied, milking him until his eyes roll, and he tilts his head back against the headboard. “More,” he demanded, thoughtless, “more.”

at first, he’d been all ‘pleases’ and ‘thank yous’, but you could tell now that your pussy spoiled him. you simper, breathlessly, at such a fact. manners be damned, the boy was starving. and you were feeding him.

“You’re so hard, baby. I can, mmnn, feel you in my guts!” you yowl, happily taking him as deep as you could manage, until you sit flush against his swollen balls, and then rock your hips upward, until the tip nearly slips free, only to slam back home again. “Fuck, Josuke!” it’s half a stammer, and your head turns ever so slightly, to catch a glimpse of him from under your midriff when you raise your ass. the angle isn’t the best, and you don’t want to hold it too long, lest you miss the feeling of his manhood filling you to the point of wanting to burst, but you just had to see how drunk he was on the pleasure— and you were not disappointed.

glistening diamonds of perspiration cling to his temple, and his face is tinted crimson, plush lower lip pushed out and trembling, with thick brows furrowed. one of his hands haplessly tries to hold a palm on your jiggling ass, but the other has given up, gripping the sheet under his thigh so tight that his knuckles were turning white.

“Gonna— cum, baby—?” you pant, and his fervent nod spurs an excited snap of your hips into a fierce pace, “Yeah?”

“Y—yeah,” he grunts, his fingertips digging into your ass cheek as he tries to ease the pressure building up, “I’m— fuck, I’m close—“ his breathing was too ragged for you to make out what he said next, something along the lines of wanting to give you his load, but the fractions you caught stirred deep in your belly.

your fingers pressed harder against your button, and you whimper in excitement, nearly drowned out by the echoing sound of skin slapping and bed creaking as you impaled yourself on his twitching cock over and over. “How are you gonna give it to me?” you tease, releasing the sheet from between your teeth with your eyelids fluttering happily. you would’ve been happy to let him fill you up, but the condom he wore sorely reminded you that wasn’t going to happen.

but Josuke was already switching positions with a husky, “All over your ass.”

using his palm against your butt, he urges you forward, much to your displeasure, so he can slip out from under you and balance on his knees. he was shaky, at best. his sex was much too sensitive and the gauntlet of pleasure you’d already put him through turned his legs to jelly, but he grips his tender cock at its base and moans, reluctantly retracting himself from your core.

you protest, pushing back as if to plead with him to put it back in, but he’s already tearing the prophylactic off of himself, chest heaving, smearing his reddened, bulbous cock head over the warm flesh of your ass. just in time for the whine to return to his moans and spurts of his release to paint your skin. “Please,” he muttered, half to himself. “Oh, sh— shit—“ your slick, first two fingers delve into your cunt to try and mimic the stretch he provided while you listened to him get off, but it wasn’t enough, and you wiggle your hips, calling his name quiet and desperate, which only spurred him to cum even harder. his essence is warm and sticky against your ass, and you can feel rebel streams dribbling along your spine and down your thighs.

moments later, he’s panting and still wracked with the aftershocks, but he only watches the needy pumping of your fingers for a single moment before both of his shaking hands grip your hips and drag you closer, so he can bury his face in your core. you hadn’t been expecting it, and you cry out, back arching, and allow him to nudge your hand away so he can stick his tongue inside instead. “J—Josuke!” you croon, gripping the sheets, now, as you rut back against his face, smearing your scent over every inch of his countenance. he must’ve felt guilty, you thought, that he came and you didn’t. or, maybe he just hadn’t gotten his fill of you yet. either way, you decided it didn’t matter. “Make me…” you mewl, arching your back, “make me cum, Josuke… Come on, lover boy…”

Josuke growls against your slick, a low rumbling that sends delicious vibrations through your core, and his velvety tongue worms between your netherlips, seeking upwards until he finds your swollen clit and laps at it, “Call me that again.” he groans, slurred, squeezing your thighs tight in both fists.

“You like that you’re my little lover boy?” you tease, jaw slightly slack, and you moan for him louder. “Please! Eat my pussy, lover boy! That’s it!” he slurps on you, just as needy for your undoing as you were, lips and tongue smacking at your clit as he moans, sitting back on his butt to pull your lower half up, knees balancing on his thighs, to find a more comfortable way to feast on you. “Your mouth feels so good, Josuke!” blindly, one of your hands finds his lap, and you wrap your fingers around his cock— and to your shock, he’s hard again. did he enjoy eating you out so much that he worked himself back up? or, had he never softened once he came?

Josuke lets out a strangled hiss, hips jutting forward to slide his length against your palm, fucking himself with your fist, but he tries to busy himself with the cunt in front of him, tongue working over your nub until you’re trembling, and then sliding back down to thrust the thick muscle into your quivering hole.

but you were in bliss; the familiar bubbling in your belly leaving you panting, rutting, chasing the high. “Cumming,” you whisper at first, toes curling, but he heard you, anyways, and reacted by reaching one arm around your waist, fingers finding your clit to rub back and forth, whilst his head bobbed, pumping his tongue in your canal. “Cumming!” you cry, much louder this time, as the sensation in your core boiled over and you unraveled.

you were too caught up in your own euphoria to even realize that he was thrusting himself into your hand at the same pace he gave your clit, and about the time you hit the peak and squealed his name, he came a second time, glazing your fingers and soaking a patch through the sheets.

“H—hah—“ it’s not a word, it’s an attempt to catch your breath when Josuke finally releases you and falls back against the pillows. for a moment, you’re frozen, too, resting your joints and muscles to see if they’ll allow you to move. once you were mildly confident, you circled around to crawl a few inches, collapsing against his heaving, sweat-sheened chest. you graze his nipple with your lips as you pepper open-mouthed kisses over the expanse of it, only now getting your breathing under control. “Satisfied?”

Josuke blushed, both hands behind his head, but you knew he wanted to cover his face when he shakes his head, sheepish. “I don’t think so,” he admitted, “I don’t think I could even fuck you enough times to fully satisfy what I feel for you.”

nibbling on your lip, you write your name with your fingertip over his chest, down his abdomen, and cheekily graze his lower belly to feel the muscles tighten beneath your digit, before you giggle. “Wanna try?”

but his expression changed from sheepish to wary. “I don’t know if we should do this again… I don’t like lying to Jotaro.”

you blink, puzzled. “Who’s lying to him?”

and then he stares back at you, equally confused.

speak of the devil himself, Jotaro clears his throat, standing in the doorway. both hands shoved into his pockets, he takes in the scene before him with an unreadable, usual scowl.

Josuke, however, nearly comes out of his own skin, eyes wide. “J—Jotaro!” he exclaims, flustered, reaching for his clothes by the bed.

you sit up on your knees as leisurely as could be, watching him, amused as you realize that he had been under the wrong impression all along, and Jotaro comes closer, brow quirked. “Josuke,” it’s a soft murmur at first, but Josuke is too busy fumbling and stuttering about how sorry he was to hear, so Jotaro barks instead, “Josuke!”

Josuke freezes, covering his groin with his pants in a wad, looking up at his nephew.

“Relax.” that’s when Jotaro wraps his hand around your neck from behind, encouraging you to lean back and crane your neck so he can lean down and plant a firm kiss on your swollen lips, murmuring to you, “Happy?” you nod, kissing back, grabbing the lapels of his coat with both hands.

“Wait…” Josuke is completely bemused, but the gears are turning and you can practically see the puzzle pieces fitting together before he exclaims, “you knew?!”

Jotaro pulls away after a moment, but you’re already dragging your hands down to his belt, unbuckling it skillfully. “Of course.” he replies, matter of factly, “The brat tends to get what she wants.” patting your head with one massive hand, the corner of his lip twitches, the ghost of a fond smirk. “And what she wanted was you.”

“So… you’re cool with this?” Josuke arched an eyebrow, suspicious. “You’re just going to let me… fuck your girlfriend?”

“Sometimes.” Jotaro corrects, and reaches down to push you on to your back. you submit to his will as instinctively as breathing, spreading your legs as soon as your back hits the mattress, holding both at the back of your knees. “Other times, like this one, I’m going to fuck her senseless and I’m going to let you shove your dick in her mouth to keep her quiet.”

you angle your head towards Josuke, staring at him upside down with a giddy smile as if to persuade him to partake in the offering.

Josuke is hesitant, but Jotaro scoffs, peeling out of his clothes. “Hurry up.” he barks, “She’ll keep me up all night if we don’t fuck her out together.”

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[bygiornogiovanna]

Yandere! Jojo's (Part 1-6) x GN!Reader (Headcanons)

What will be our beloved yanderes reactions to their darling playing with their hair for the first time?

this is not proofread!!

(🔝 y/n with jojo's xd)

Jonathan

When it happend, you two were lying on the couch, his head prompt besides your thighs while you were watching a movie. You were playing with your hands anxiously for two reasons: One, the movie, two, the man laying next to you;

Subconsciously, your hand went in his hair, softly patting it. At first, it was only that, but it soon turned into you playing with his hair, loving how soft it felt;

Jonathan's eyes would widen, but he wouldn't say a thing. He scooted closer to you, a small smile on his face. Your soft hands in his hair felt heavenly;

He would definetly blush, just saying;

Even though, he couldn't help but wonder what did that mean? Were you finally accepting him?! He was in cloud nine at the thought;

Would not make a single comment, afraid you were going to retreat your hands from his hair. It would be a shame if he didn't cherish these moments;

He would want to lay his head on your thighs but he was afraid of making you uncomfortable so he stayed right there;

"I like when you play with my hair, Y/N. You should do it more often. Only if you want, of course."

Joseph

You two were laying on the grass in a park after you begged him to go on a picnic. Joseph didn't like the idea of taking you outside, but he finally agreed after some time. His head was laying on your stomach, both of you looking at the cloudless sky;

Even if you couldn't stand his annoying personality, you were starting to get a little more comfortable around Joseph. As he was telling you some random story that happend a week ago, you started playing with his hair;

Startled at the unexpected touch, he cocked a brow and got up from your stomach. He tilted his head;

"Huh, is there something wrong?" You asked, confused as why he sat up so suddenly. "What are you trying to do, hm?! Are you, perhaps, trying to kill me?"

Was he out of his mind?! You iust gave him what you thought he longed for since he kidnapped you and he was giving you that question?!

"No? I'm just playing with your hair?" You said, confused at his random question. "Nah, you really are trying to kill me! You think my heart can take that sweet face of yours AND your soft hands in my hair?!"

Was he serious?

Absolutely. You were his weakness.

You giggled at his awful joke, and pushed his head back on your stomach, continuing your previous activity:

"Come on, you loved my joke."

Jotaro

You two were on your shared bed, you were being sat and he was laying down beside you, telling you something about his job. While listening to him, your hand subconsciously went into his black locks;

Since Jotaro isn't the affectionate type and you never showed him affection except when he forced it out of you, he would be surprised. A small blush would creep on his face and he would hide it by putting his arm on it;

A small giggle would leave your lips when you saw he shyed away, unusual for him;

"Yare yare daze"

He would probably stop time just for you to not see how hard he blushed;

100% the type to play it cool and act unbothered when you smile sheepishly at him, not daring to tease him;

After you played once with his hair, he would want to do it every time he was laying next to you or when you were cuddling. And he would not accept anything instead you playing with his hair;

"Yare yare, why did you stop?"

Josuke

You and Josuke were on one of the school's benches. He didn't keep you isolated since you still had school, but you lived with him. Anyway, he was laying on your thighs as you two were chilling during a break. You didn't have anyone besides him, Koichi and Okuyasu since Josuke tended to become jealous over anyone who talked to you;

He was playing with one of your hands, smiling at you and you couldn't help but look back at him. You always liked his hair, especially after finding out the story behind it;

"Can I touch your hair?" You suddenly ask since you were too scared to touch his hair, knowing how aggressive he got;

Raising a brow, he just blinked at you. You? Wanting to touch his hair? Just randomly?

"Yeah, just be careful with it." Was his response. As soon as you got his approval, you started playing with his soft locks. You knew how much time and effort he puts in his hair so you were extra careful;

Josuke blushed as he never felt your hands in his hair before. He blinked at you again but didn't complain. Who cares if you ruined his hair? He was getting attention from you! Without forcing you to!

He was beyond sad when the bell rang, signaling you two had to go back to classes;

"Please play with my hair more, I like it."

Giorno

Giorno and you were sitting on the swing in your backyard, everything between you as quiet as usual. You knew that he wanted you to initiate something between you since he didn't want to make you uncomfortable;

His hair was down from its usual style, making you curious. Maybe he was lazy to do it today. You didn't know why, but you felt the urge to braid his hair. It was long and pretty and it also seemed really soft from where you sat;

"Uhm...Giorno, can I...braid your hair?"

The question shocked him, not expecting you to actually want to initiate something between you two;

"Yeah, sure.."

Did this mean you were starting to accept him? Even return his feelings? Nah, that was too far;

"Can you come closer please?"

With another small nod, he got closer to you and turned his back so you could do your thing. A smile appeared on his face the moment he heared a gasp leaving your mouth when you felt how soft his hair was;

"You look so cute like this! You should wear this when you leave!"

If you were being happy, it didn't matter his friends would laugh at him. You were happy, so was he. Giorno would endure anything for you to return his feelings. Even if it meant all the teasing in this world.

Jolyne

You would be lying if you said you weren't jealous of your...what should you call her? Girlfriend? Kidnapper? Girl that's obsessed with you? Let's go with girlfriend.

She was cool and good-looking, but what you were most jealous of was her hair. The green and blonde really suited her. You always wanted to touch it, but you didn't want her to think you liked her back or something;

Until one day, when she had her hair undone, laying on your bed only in a nightgown. You couldn't help but blush when she signaled you to come beside her so you two could cuddle;

She immediately buried her face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Can you play with my hair, darling?"

Say less.

You blushed again at her request. Even if you didn't want to, you had to since she would throw a whole temper tantrum if you didn't;

Your hands softly began brushing through her incredibly soft locks. You were surprised it was still this soft after so much bleaching and coloring;

She smiled in your chest, leaving soft kisses against your neck. Maybe Jolyne wasn't that bad;

"I love how your fingers feel in my hair, darling."

i hope you liked this. leave me any requests, if you want <3

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[dippindotsdio]

#1 Crush

Here's the full version of Pink in the Night. I also changed up bits from the little part I posted a while ago so don't be confused because it's not word for word anymore, enjoy!

Warnings: possessive & obsessive behavior, typical yan stuff Word count: 3.6k Gn reader, sfw

[More under the cut]

You met Josuke at a young age, your mother and Tomoko were very close friends so it was only a matter of time before you two were introduced to one another. You and Josuke grew close rather quickly and ever since then you've been best friends (matter of fact he's been your only friend for a majority of your life.) He's the only person who seems to get you in this vast world.

As you two grew older, he began wanting to be at your side more and more. He would spend the night often during the summer, or you'd spend the night at Tomoko's although you were still scared to go to another's house then. He didn't mind though of course.

Whenever you were struggling with homework, he'd be there happy to help and explain as much as he could. When you woke up terrified because of an awful nightmare and woke him up out of fear, he'd be ready to reassure you that everything was going to be okay then help you go back go sleep. And on the days where you felt down and misunderstood by others around you, he'd be there and listen to you. He would always be there for you.

You were very appreciative of how patient he was with you, even as you two grew to be highschoolers. He seemed to be the only person who really wanted to understand you. Others were often too pushy with you, overly critical, or never bothered to understand why you didn't like certain things or acted certain ways. It was nice to know that not everyone wanted to fix you.

Whenever you had asked why he was so attached to you out of all people, he'd always respond with the thought that you were fun and your sense of self was unique, as well as your view of the world. He thought you were absolutely perfect as you were. So much so that he often had a look of pure adoration in his eyes when it came to you and it made your heart swell with unknown feelings whenever you happened to notice.

♡

At this point Josuke hadn't realised he developed a "little" crush on you yet. He just knew that the friendship you shared was something special, something irreplaceable. It was a bond he'd do anything to keep. You two shared so many memories after all. All of your birthday parties were spent with one another, many of the holidays you'd see him, and of course at school you'd be together. You two were inseparable!

During these times you also came to the conclusion that you really didn't need anyone else. Josuke was like your soulmate. He liked you and you liked him. You trusted him more than anyone else in the world. It'd be hard for someone else to gain your trust or develop such a deep bond with you as he did. No one could ever compare.

💕

Some days you'd miss school for reasons that were mostly out of your control. At first Josuke didn't mind because he knew he'd be able to see you the next day, but he was so lonely without your company. He could only ignore the feeling that was building up in his chest and restricting his breathing ever so slightly for so long.

During junior year he grew to hate those days. Why would you leave me? It was like he couldn't breathe properly when you weren't around. But he wasn't alone of course, people liked him and he had more acquaintances than he'd like, but none of them were you. His obsessive nature thrived and all he could do was think about you. He spent his time in class daydreaming about coddling you and how he should've been at your house playing games with you and what not. Of course you missed him plenty too, but it was no where near what he was feeling. Everything you felt for him was no where near what he felt for you.

This is also the year he begins to get more touchy. He starts holding your hands more, having his arm around your shoulder, embracing you, touching your face, brushing your hair... Whenever you two worked on homework together and you got everything right, he'd give you little side hugs. After being so affectionate for some time he began to realize that his feelings for you were more than just friendly. Why it took him so long, no one knows!

As for you, his constant presence never really bothered you, you liked the attention he gave you. You would even say you actively seeked it at times. Sometimes he was overwhelming though, mostly when he praised you over simple things. It felt belittling but you'd never voice how you felt about it. Other than that you thought it was nice...he was nice. Your mother often teased you two about when you were going to get together which made you flustered. Josuke just looked at you with those lovesick eyes of his and a saccharine smile as you stumbled over your words.

💕

Now that you two were old enough to go out on your own, that meant Josuke could take you to the rollerskating rink. It was something he wanted to do for a while and it quickly became one of your favorite ways to spend time together! He loved watching you skate around and occasionally pull him towards you so you two can skate along together. He watched a couple videos in advance and tried out some of the tricks, only successfully pulling off a few and the others leaving both of you a laughing mess.

Another spot you two would spend the day at was the park, it was a good place to find some peace from the world. Sitting on a bench with a tall tree shading you was such a simple activity but being there with him made you feel like nothing could ever go wrong in your life. The sounds nature provided you and Josuke's warmth was all it took to ease your mind.

💕

During your senior year you started receiving letters. First, you found them in your locker, then a handful later they started appearing in your backpack...which was concerning. They were really sweet though!

- "Hi, I just wanted to let you know...I think you're so cute!"

You had not a single clue who they could be from. You rarely interacted with your classmates, with the few exceptions of working with someone other than Josuke on a group project and other moments of small talk with peers. Either way you didn't pay much mind to them, so why would anyone pay attention to you? It's definitely a prank by another student, you had thought.

You asked Josuke about who they could be from but all he answered with was "probably a secret admirer". You laughed at him and he simply looked at you with a familiar fondness in his eyes. You brushed off his strange demeanor and decided to move onto a different topic of discussion.

You wondered if they could've been from Josuke himself for a brief moment, but no way...the handwriting and choice of words was pretty different. And he'd probably be upfront about his feelings, right? Nonetheless you began ignoring the letters and only read them whenever they were decorated prettily.

- "every little thing i do you're on my mind...the way i feel lately is driving me crazy.."

- "i can't get over you i think about you all the time"

Over time you noticed the contents were becoming more and more...odd, to say the least. This person would go on about certain things you did or how much they loved you. They'd write way too much about your habits and how cute they found them. You laughed at some of them, some prank this was! Yes, it was definitely a prank, you kept telling yourself, trying to convince yourself no one was actually being a creep towards you. At least your senior year was coming to an end and those letters would stop.

...

Well that was what you thought. You'd graduated and been out of highschool for a few months now and still, those letters managed to show up. They were less frequent, but getting more uncomfortable.

"I wish I could be around you all the time. I love you so much. I love everything about you, the way you talk, smell, fix your hair, and your eyes, your eyes are so pretty. I want them to look at me for the rest of time. You're so pretty, I want you so bad, I want you all for myself. It's not fair... I hope you accept my feelings one day, [y/n]. I think I'd die if I couldn't have you." It was written messily with words like "love" and "you" written darker than the rest.

You were beginning to worry, obviously this person was someone who knew your schedule and was probably close to you. Josuke kept reassuring you it was nothing but when you began being refusing to leave the house and holed yourself up in your room out of paranoia, he offered to get rid of whoever was sending those letters. It should've been so obvious...but you trusted him, the sweet and thoughtful Josuke who you spent most of your days with wouldn't be this weird to you. You really hoped it wasn't..

- "i just wanna be yours"

Josuke didn't mean to freak you out as much as he did, he just wanted to know what your reaction could be to his unfiltered feelings for you. It made him a little disheartened to know you felt so uncomfortable but he understood that receiving those kinds of words from a stranger would be concerning. He could only hope that you would accept all of him when the time finally came.

💌

You didn't know how, and he wouldn't elaborate either, but the letters did stop. You hugged him tightly with your head resting on his shoulder as you thanked him and told him you were forever grateful. His body tensed up and his eyes widened but quickly he returned the hug, relaxing in your arms. A delusional smile formed on his lips and a sweet warmth spread across his face. He held onto you with possessive hands, his grip ever so slowly getting tighter and tighter until you spoke once more.

"I don't know what I'd do without you." You mumbled.

Were you trying to kill him? His heart skipped a beat and time seemed to stop as you kept him encased in your arms. You had no idea what those words were doing to him, his mind was racing with utterly delusional thoughts of you. Thoughts of how much he knew you needed him now, how he'd do anything to make you happy, to protect you, keep you safe, and make you stay by his side for the rest of your life. He'd do it all with a lovesick smile on his face and pure obsession swirling in his violet eyes.

💜

With the help of each of your moms and having saved up for months, you two were eventually able to move into a small but cozy apartment together and lived relatively peaceful lives. Well aside from Josuke beginning to show unmistakable signs of his possessive behavior towards you.

Since you two worked separate jobs he couldn't be around you nearly as much as he wanted to (even though you still spent a good chunk of time together.) He was always thinking about you. Wondering if you were okay, if anyone was getting close to you, talking to you, trying to take you away from him, or god forbid if anyone other than him was touching you. It drove him insane being away from you for more than a few hours, it was a miracle he could still work well with how much you were on his mind.

He'd hug you for a few minutes after especially long days and asked you how your day was while resting his head on your shoulder. You of course always indulged him which put the thoughts of you leaving him at ease. Oh how he loved having you in his arms... This was where you belonged, with him, in his arms, and safe from the world. He was so warm and so strong, he always made you feel nice...and it would drive him even more mad if you ever told him that.

💜

He began thinking that you liked him back romantically because of how much you indulged in his behavior. He was never clear about his feelings with you, but he knew that you two were blurring the lines between a platonic and romantic relationship for a while now. It didn't help that you weren't clear about how you felt either, so of course he thought you liked him back! You must've been too shy to say anything, how cute.

Truthfully though, you weren't completely sure as to how you felt about him. Yes, you loved and cared about him more than anyone else in your life and he was basically all you knew at this point...your face would still heat up from all the affection and attention he gave you, even after so many years. Really there was no reason for you not to be romantically interested in him. So you left it at that, unsure but you wouldn't mind if he wanted to begin officially dating.

💜

After a couple months Josuke grew tired and decided if he couldn't see you outside the house, then nobody could. He eventually convinced you to work from home, saying things like, "Y'know if I'm not there I can't protect you." And "Don't you remember how weird people can be?" For a moment you thought that maybe Josuke was being overprotective, you were an adult now, you could take care of youself. But another part of you thought he was right... You trusted him with everything in your heart, he knew you better than anyone else, he was just looking out for you.

He began feeling more at ease knowing that you were 98% safer now since you were home when he wasn't with you. He still felt like he couldn't breathe properly without you in the same room as him, but it was better than anyone else enjoying your presence.

💜

As a way to prevent you from growing bored of staying home for so long, he made sure you two went out to other places (mostly the park) when there was time. It was nice to know that even as an adult the park still gave you a sense of normalcy (something you were quickly losing while living with Josuke.) Even if he was quickly falling into the depths of his obsession, he was still so thoughtful when it came to you.

Something about walking the familiar path to your little spot was so nice. No matter how hectic life got, as long as you were able to walk along it with Josuke by your side, you'd always feel like everything would be okay.

"I've always loved being here, y'know? I feel like this is my other home as stupid as it may sound." You started as you stared out into the lightly clouded sky underneath a shaded bench. Josuke turned to you with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's not stupid, but I didn't know you liked it here so much. I kinda thought you'd get tired of it by now." He admitted. Sometimes you'd have a blank look on your face and it made him overthink, but really you were content, maybe even your happiest.

You let out a small laugh, "I don't think I'd ever get tired. It's too pretty here! The clouds always make me so happy...sometimes I wish we could be here all the time." A smile crept up to your lips and you glanced over to him. He met your eyes with everlasting adoration and reached out to place a hand on yours. You interlaced fingers and promptly looked away as your smile grew.

"You make being here so much nicer... You don't talk too much or talk too little and you know how to appreciate silence. I'm so glad I get to spend all this time with you, Josuke. I feel like...like this is how it was always meant to be. Just you and me, against the world!" You laughed and gave his hand a little squeeze, trying to hide the embarrassment you felt from sharing the last thought.

Josuke sat there looking at you, trying so hard to keep everything contained. You basically confessed to him, didn't you??? How could you say that and not expect him to think that you also loved him? This was it. This was the moment that made him realise it's been long enough for him to let you know how he really felt.

He simply agreed with you, that this was all fate and your conversation moved elsewhere. Your park date ended an hour or so later after you two decided to head back home and end the day with a movie night.

💜

For the rest of the day, your words plagued Josuke's mind. If he didn't confess soon, his heart would crack, and like a breaking dam all his love would drown you. He was worried about scaring you away but he knew deep down you'd stay by his side, especially after what you had said earlier.

So that night he planned to give you his confession, and with it his heart, whether you wanted it or not.

💗

You were about to go to bed after having finished the movie when Josuke grabbed your hand to stop you. You turned back and were about to question him but the look in his eyes kept you quiet.

"I'm in love with you, I think I've loved you ever since we were kids but only realized it in highschool...but these feelings- these feelings, they've just kept growing and growing and growing all this time" He reached for your other hand and delicately intertwined your fingers with his. "I can't take it anymore, the longer I keep all this inside me, the more I feel like I'll go crazy. All I can ever think about is you and how much you mean to me and how I need to be with you all the time." His breathing grew unsteady and you could hear the desperation climbing up his throat. "I want you to be mine...and I wanna be yours." He spoke softly but there was an unmistakable seriousness in his tone. He fixed his eyes on yours as he poured his heart out to you. It felt like he was staring into your very soul and you got a taste of the overwhelming, sickly sweet feelings he held for you. His eyes were so intense and darker than normal, you felt like the longer you gazed into them you'd begin to drown in all that love.

His confession made your heart flutter, hell it even made the skin on your face burn up like crazy. You never expected him to say something so....endearing? You were almost in shock, but of course the guy who doesn't want you spending time alone with anyone but him is in love with you.

You'd been friends this long and you two have already been crossing the boundaries of a normal friendship, why not accept his feelings? And you already told yourself if he ever said anything that you'd go with it, so that's what you did.

"I love you too."

His eyes lit up with something unrecognizable and he pulled you into a tight hug, making your body freeze at the sudden intense contact.

"I'm so happy. To finally hear you say it back... I love you so much." he mumbled into your shoulder. "I love you more than you could ever know, [y/n]."

All you could do was hug him back and try to contain a large smile but ultimately fail. You had a feeling this wasn't normal. You've been aware that the things he'd done may not have been completely normal for a while now, but you couldn't help but love his unhealthy feelings for you. It almost made you feel guilty.

You never understood why you were the one he loved so deeply, even after he explained, but you couldn't care when his arms always wrapped around you so lovingly. He made you feel so many things you've never experienced before and you loved it. The way he seemed to remember every single thing about you, got you the most thoughtful gifts, and how every time he touched you it was so sweet and gentle. All the heartwarming little things he'd say to you, and only you, they gave you butterflies and made your heart swell so much. He gave you all the attention no one else could ever give to you, and you were possibly obsessed with it as much as he was obsessed with you...

Josuke finally let you go after what felt like forever but gave you a look like he still had something he wanted. He broke eye contact and his lips turn up into an awkward smile, your expression turning to one of slight confusion.

"You're so cute, y'know? Sometimes when I look at you, and you give me that weird look, I just wanna kiss every inch of your face and see that pretty smile of yours." Your eyes widened and you felt your heart bloom further.

"You're too much, Josuke. I don't know if I can handle you being so...uh" You looked away to hide your growing smile but it didn't do much. He was absolutely ecstatic to see he had such an effect on you, seeing you smile so widely was all he ever needed.

"You are so cute."

--- I've reread this so many times to ensure it was as perfect as I could make it but I always thought there could be something worded better each time and at that rate I never would've posted this. I feel like this is kinda all over the place and I apologize if the writing is awkward at some points, this went on a lot longer than I intended. Yan josuke is so fun to write though. Also sorry for the strange/abrupt end, I had no idea how to end it.

#josuke higashikata x reader #josuke x reader #yandere josuke x reader #yandere josuke #yandere jjba #yandere x reader #josuke x you #josuke higashitaka #josuke x y/n #jjba x gn reader #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #Yandere josuke x gn reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #tw yandere #yandere x gn reader #I still won't write kissing

[risquefanfics457]

Nightmares // Josuke x Y/N reverse comfort

Josuke thrashed in his sleep. You watched him, thinking he’d flop back over and relax, but he began breathing faster, taking sharp inhales. He tossed and turned and whimpered. 

“Josuke?” You put a hand on his arm, “Josuke??”

He yanked his hand away in what you could only assume was fear. “Baby, it’s okay, you’re having a nightmare.”

He threw his head around, his eyes threatening to open. “Please, Josuke, wake up for me. Wake up.”

His head came off the pillow and gasped. Before you could say anything, he patted down his arms and legs and searched the room. His eyes landed on you. Some small bit of relief came over him. “Josuke-”

He wrapped himself around you.

“Hey, it’s okay… it’s okay.”

He whimpered and then began to cry, “N-no… it’s not okay. I- I thought…” His sobs grew louder.

“You’re here with me.” you rubbed his back and watched him come undone in your arms

You stayed like that for a long time.

When he cried, your heart broke into pieces. When he had calmed down a bit, you got up to get him a glass of water and some tissues. When you came back, he was looking off into the distance.

You sat down with him and let his head rest in your lap once more and began running your hands through his locks. Only you could touch his hair, and he, yours. 

“I’m sorry I woke you up.”

You tucked some strands behind his ear, “You didn’t. I just came back from the bathroom.”

“Still,” He sniffled, “I feel really shitty.”

“You looked like you were wrestling a bear in your sleep, I couldn’t imagine feeling any other way.” You smiled at him, even if he wasn’t looking at me.

“It felt so real.”

“Yeah?”

“Like… I dunno.” His fingers played with yours.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

The hand motions stopped, “No.” He said quickly. “I’m not reliving that.”

“Okay,” You leaned over to face him, “but I can’t make you feel the best I can if I don’t know what’s made you so upset.”

“That’s okay, I don’t want to burden you with it. Plus, you always make me feel the best.” He leaned into you, his forehead resting on yours.

“...Was it Kira?”

He pulled away.

“It was, wasn’t it?” You ran your thumb down his cheek.

A tear slipped down his face, into the sheets. 

“It’s okay to talk about, babe. We all have our demons, and sometimes they make themselves a lot harder to ignore. That’s why we can work through it together, because one on one fighting is pretty tough.”

“But, I’ve been fighting alone for so long.”

“Then it’s good you’ve got a player 2.”

It was his turn to lay his hand on the side of your face, “But I’d regret it for the rest of my days if my problems become your problems.”

“That’s not your fault though, you’ve been through so much. Your fight with Kira, well, that’s pretty hard and painful too.” You put your other hand on the scar on his shoulder. “You had a bannister through your shoulder.”

“That’s … true.”

“You’ve got battle scars here,” You rubbed the scarred but toned area, “And here.” You held his head. “They work in different ways, but in some ways, they are the same. They still hurt long after they heal.”

He looked thoughtful.

“And if you want to keep helping me, you have to let me help you, otherwise, I’ll feel worse than if I wasn’t.” You moved his head and moved back under the sheets, now tired.

“Well… you can take care of me if you want.” He tucked himself in too.

“We’ll take care of each other.”

#josuke higashikata x reader #josuke x reader #jojo josuke #josuke x y/n #josuke x you #josuke higashitaka #reverse comfort #nightmares #jjba josuke #higashikata josuke

[joujouyn]

JOSUKE X Fem!READER💛💎

POV: you’re on your period and Josuke wants to comfort you💕

Just some fluff, I hope you enjoy🥹

TW: none, maybe slightly suggestive🤭

#josuke my beloved #josuke x you #josuke smut #josuke higashikata #josuke x y/n #josuke x reader #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #text story #x reader #part 4 jojo #jojo kids #jojo siwa #diamond is unbreakable #diamond #is #unbreakable #fluff #suggestive #smut #anime #bl manga #angst with a happy ending #period cramps #jotaro joestar #koichi hirose

[saltyfish11]

flutter

butterfly clip hairdo with josuke josuke x gn! reader genre: fluff

authors note: braiding josuke's hair because his hair has got to be until his shoulders for that pompadour.

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Gently taking his black, coarse locks in your fingers, you weave a delicate braid on the young boy. He hums in pleasure as your nimble fingertips ever so slightly brush against his exposed nape, trailing along his star shaped birth mark. Long and sleepy eyelashes shut lightly, he licks his lower lip with a flick of his tongue as you section his hair further and work your way down, intertwining the 3 smaller strands and watch as your clumsy creation slowly comes to life.

Tenderly and securely fastening the braid with a baby blue butterfly clip, you draw a line with your index finger from the front of his hair line all the way to the base of his scalp. Another sound sound of satisfaction escapes the Joestar's lips; this time a shaky sigh. As you start working on the second half of his scalp, Josuke leans back into your tender touch, snuggling against your body. A lock of his sleek hair escapes your loose grasp while you were caught off guard by the affectionate gesture. You don't have any complains though. They frame the side of his face and softened his sharp and handsome features.

Determined to impress your boyfriend, you clip on the butterfly ornament with thorough precision. Signal your content with a sweet hum, you reach behind you for the hand mirror. Mirror in hand and your head placed securely at the junction where his muscular neck met his equally sculpted shoulder, you kneel in a comfortable position behind the boy as you admire his ethereal reflection.

"Is it ready?" he asks, and you close your eyes and bask in his husky voice resonating throughout your being as he speaks for the first time since you first started brushing your fingers through his hair 20 minutes ago.

"Wait not yet!" you blurt in a panic out as you realize your project was in fact still incomplete.

"M'k love, take your time," he mumbles in a sleepy daze and rests his head on your shoulder. You grab a handful of the colourful butterfly clips cluttered on Josuke's bedroom floor and clip them on to his hair in an asymmetrical manner. As you thought, the dainty butterfly clips that seem to be nesting on his hair brings it all together.

"You look amazing," you gush as you continue to admire his hair-do, to which Josuke responds with an eager chuckle.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now," you let him know as you strategically positing your hand mirror once again.

He cracks an eye open, a playful grin dancing on his slender lips as he admires your handiwork in the mirror.

"You should do my hair more often," he remarks before turning around and pulling your head towards his toned chest in an affectionate embrace.

"I'm glad you liked it," you say with a small smile against his warm body.

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#josuke higashikata #jojos bizarre adventure #diamond is unbreakable #ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 #ダイヤモンドは砕けない #josuke x reader #josuke x you #josuke x y/n #jojo fluff

[gaybitchfx]

hii :D i have a request! i'm dealing with friend issues and i'm scared i'll lose someone so-

is it okay if i request something for josuke comforting the reader (gn or masc idc) after a fight with a friend? like, he finds y/n crying and he just holds them? sorta hurt/comfort?

( also can i be 🥐 anon? :D )

-🍓 Character(s): Josuke

-🍓 Type of reader: M!Reader (can be seen as gn!reader)

-🍓 Category: SFW

-🍓 Warning(s): None(?)

-🍓 Note: :O a new anon?

-🍓 Edited: ❌

“Have you seen Y/n?” Josuke asked someone only for them to say no.

That was the tenth person that said no and he was getting worried.

Where could you possibly be?

He wandered around for a bit till he came to a quiet and empty area which he decided to search.

As Josuke searched for you he could hear soft and quiet cries which he decided to follow and there you were, back rested against the wall as you hugged your knees, crying into them.

“Y/n..” He mumbled making you jump and quickly wipe away your tears.

“O...Oh hey Josuke. What are you doing here? Haha..” You nervously laughed as he stood up from your crouched position, eyes still puffy and red as if you’d been crying for the longest now.

“Why were you crying? What happened? Did someone say something to you? Do you want me to beat the crap out of them?” Josuke bombards you with questions making you lightly laugh.

“It’s nothing..there was just something in my ey—” “Bullshit.” Josuke cut you off catching you by surprise.

“Pardon?”

“I want you to tell me why you’re so upset right now Y/n..please?” He begged, a pleasing and sympathetic look spreading across his face only making you frown as your eyes began to water up again, in no time you were crying once again, but harder just like a storm cloud.

“I got into…a fight with (random name)..they got really mad at me and...said I was an awful friend..” You spoke in between sobs and sniffles. Josuke gently pulled you into a hug as he rubbed circles on your back, slowly swaying your body to help calm you down.

“It’s okay Y/n..let it out. Breath in..breath out..” Josuke whispered, his voice soft and much gentler than usual.

Josuke ended up staying with you the whole time as you calmed down and even after you calmed down just to keep an eye on you and make sure you were alright.

You appreciated that.

-🍓tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @secretivemessenger @lostsomewhereinthegarden

#🥐​anon❤︎ #josuke joestar #josuke x male reader #josuke x you #josuke x y/n #josuke x reader #fiction #anime #fluff #male reader #jojo bizzare adventure #jjba x male reader

[kakyoinswifey]

Hello! May I request a Josuke scenario with prompt 2? If it could be based on the entire song, that would be awesome ^^

Thank you :)

This is my first time satisfied with something I have written for Josuke, I hope it is well! I am very insecure with my content for him :(

I included more phrases from the song, I hope you don't mind!

cw: fluff! Josuke is a good boy as always<3

GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY — JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA x READER

You were really confused. You looked carefully inside your locker again, was there really a letter in it? Despite how strange you considered this fact —this was the first time you recieved an anonymous letter , you decided to open the envelope to be able to read the content in it.

You weren't naive, you assumed it was a love letter since Valentine's Day was quite near, but no matter how hard you tried to answer who it was from, you couldn't. But, if you asked that to yourself in another way, you definitely had some hope. 'Who did you want it to be?' Your mind could only imagine that the owner of that letter was a somewhat extravagant boy, but that he had conquered your heart some time ago.

Josuke has been your friend since you found out he also owned a stand, and soon you had realized that the days were more fun when you got together. At first you fit in very well with Koichi and Okuyasu, his closest friends, but you felt something different when you were alone with him. It was then that you discovered that you might have had very small feelings of affection (not just the friendly kind) for the pompadour boy.

You stopped immersing yourself in your thoughts and giving in to your curiosity. "Can we meet after school? I'll wait for you in the benches in front of the park, I hope you can come." That's what it said. You had a blush, it wasn't very revealing, but it was the first time you received a letter with a heart-shaped stamp, so you thought 'why not?'

And it definitely wasn't just because you were hoping it was Josuke who sent it.

...

You had felt your insides give little flutters when you thought of that letter. Maybe it was the fact that you didn't quite know who it was, but the hours slowed down and it only helped for your cravings to increase until they become uncontrollable. But when you finally finished the school for the day, you felt scared.

What if it wasn't who you expected? You had been hoping to see those blue eyes in front of you that you didn't think about the other options, and yet, there he was. Josuke was staring at you with a blush on his face, almost as red as yours.

"What's going on?" You dared to ask. You saw him say something in a low voice, but you couldn't catch his words. "Um, I... Well, I know I told you to come here but I didn't tell you why. I hope I didn't scare you, (Y/N)."

You smiled shyly, but playfully. "So it was actually you?" Higashikata looked at you strangely, waiting for you to explain yourself. "You didn't sign the letter, Jojo." You could see him angry with himself, maybe ashamed for his mistake, but you found it funny. "So? Why are we here? I hope there's nothing wrong."

You could see him regaining his composure, analyzing his words a bit, before hearing him speak hurriedly and going back to the previous scene: he was blushing.

"I... wanted to tell you something, that I didn't say before because I couldn't find the words to explain it to you." Your heart jumped at those words, waiting for him to continue his speech. "But now I have them. Since I met you I have thought that there can't be someone more amazing than you, (Y/N). You make my heart race just by looking at you, I never want to be away from you, and I don't think I can feel this with anyone else. When I'm not with you, I think of you always. I'd like for you and I to go romancing. Do you feel like this too?"

You felt his hands gently take yours to place them on his chest. You could clearly feel the beating of his own heart, and you could feel yours beating hard too. "I do." You responded mesmerized by the moment. "I feel the same way about you, Jojo. I want us to be in love with each other."

You looked at each other for a few more seconds, processing the words that each of you had said, assimilating what would happen the next moment. What was next? For you, two teenagers who just knew love and reciprocated feelings, it was only clear that you wanted to seal your impromptu confession. A kiss. That was what was going on.

Both leaned inexpertly towards the other, your faces getting closer little by little, until you could feel your lips brushing against his, pressing carefully and tenderly. You felt his smile in between, as he cupped your face with his hands, caressing your cheeks while you both separated from the other slowly, as if you didn't want it to end.

Josuke was smirking with that sweet smile you loved, but now that smile was only for you. "What are you doing tonight?" He asked, without stopping giving affection to your face. "Nothing really, why?" You answered, as you snuggled into his chest, hugging him. "Do you, maybe, want to have a date with me?" You looked up to see him. He was very handsome, even more so when he was asking you for what you had been wanting for a long time. You nodded, kissing his cheek surprisely. "Of course I want to have a date with you!" You exclaimed. "But we need to get ready for it, so we should go home first, okay?"

He agreed with you, so he took you by the hand to take you home. The warmth that his love gave you made you happy, knowing that the boy you most admired felt the same way about you made you happy. Josuke made you happy, that was the only certain thing for you. "Say the word, your wish is my command." He said.

You both giggled at his words. You were right. Josuke was the one who made you happiest, nothing would change that. And even when he hadn't told you yet, the smile that was always present on his face during that first date made you know that you were also his happiness.

#jjba x reader #josuke x reader #josuke higashitaka #josuke x you #jjba #jjba part 4 #josuke fluff #josuke imagine #jjba diamond is unbreakable #jjba josuke #josuke x y/n

[starry-snippets]

josuke + bad days

thinking about having a bad day and josuke comes over with all your favorite things. he has all your go to snacks, drinks, and even bought you a lil stuffed animal of the goofiest creature he could find just to see you smile. he'll hold you, letting you tell him as much or as little as you'd like about what today was bad. he'll get distracted every so often but he won't miss any key details. josuke will always ask if you want input or just an ear, and if you want the former he'll really think hard about what to say. you mean the world to him and he wants nothing else more than he wants you to be happy

#jjba #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 4 #jjba diu #fluff #josuke x y/n #josuke higashitaka #josuke x reader #josuke x you #jjba headcanons #jjba fluff #sfw

[silent-sanctum]

♢ Modern Morioh Adventures #1 ♢

context: you and Jotaro are visiting Josuke and Okuyasu's dorm and the moment Joot steps out of the room for one second, chaos ensues.

Josuke: I'm gonna start peeing everywhere to reassert my dominance.

Y/N: Okuyasu's already been territorially peeing lately, it's just... you know-

Josuke: Wait he has? Hey! What are- what's wrong?

Okuyasu, in the far corner: Stray Cat. Has. To know. Where. My. Space. Is.

Josuke: I know! I'm doing the same thing! Just spray into the wind!

Y/N: Wait- We're all doing that?!

Josuke, on his feet holding his dick: This is myyyyyy house!

Y/N: There's no better system here you guys? Come on.

Josuke: We're really just in a battle of the urine right now.

Josuke: Just like "Oh you peed in this corner today? Well, I'm reasserting my dominance over here!"

Y/N: So it's like Splatoon but with peeing.

Josuke:

Josuke, way too invested: "What percentage of the carpeting can we cover with our own urine?!" >:D

Y/N, equally invested: Stray Cat's got his roller ready :D

Jotaro, stepping into the room: *confused yare yare*

#jojos bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #jojo part 4 #diu #josuke higashitaka #okuyasu nijimura #jotaro kujo #jojo headcanons #platonic #josuke x reader #listen i saw another yt video and the whole dialogue gave me josuke okuyasu vibes #don't @ me #josuke x you #mijin thoughts

[dollwritesarchive]

Headcanon for Josuke getting head? Just feral josuke thoughts over here

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, oral sex ( josuke receiving ), oversensitivity, overstimulation, dub con, whiny!josuke, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ i always have the josuke brainrot. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3

Josuke could be so goddamn loud; it seemed like the moment you wrapped your lips around his thickness, that he was already moaning, gripping the sheets underneath him, and crimson-cheeked, his other hand grasping at your hair at its root, and it only spurred you to reach up, fingers crawling like devious spiders up his heaving chest, to curl around his throat in a playfully tight vice.

oh, how he loved when you choked him, and when your tongue teased his tender slit at the same time— Josuke’s hips rocked forward, plunging the swollen cock head deeper towards your throat, but it was like his own body betrayed him, because he only mewled louder and trembled, “F—fuck, it’s… it’s so much… too good!” your lashes flutter when you slurp on him, your free hand testing the weight of his warm balls in your palm, your head bobbing at a hungry pace, one certain to break poor Josuke’s mind.

he writhes beneath you, panting, eyes rolling, and begs you over and over, so many times that the word please has lost its meaning— he doesn’t even know whether he’s begging for more or begging for a break, and you don’t care either way. “B—babe,” he breathes out, ragged, pulling on your hair until your scalp is tender, easing you back so he can watch inch after spit-soaked inch slip from your pursed lips; it was only when they stretch around his tip that he exhaled, and it’s a shaky one at that, “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me with that pretty mouth of yours.”

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 && 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟓 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 !!

#josuke smut #josuke x you #josuke #josuke x reader #josuke higashikata #josuke headcanons #jjba imagine #jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jjba x you #jjba smut #jjba #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo’s bizarre adventure smut #jojo’s bizarre adventure x you #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo smut #jojo x reader #jojo x you #jojo