#johnny joestar smut

[brayneworms]

gouge away (if you want to) | johnny joestar

kinktober day ten: kissing

word count. 2.4k

content. disabled johnny, but like his prostate works, anal fingering, prostate orgasm, kissing, johnny cries after sex it's canon, gender-neutral reader, fluff, mentions of ableism, established relationship, this is sappy

♪ gouge away - pixies

kinktober mlist | regular mlist

For a while—a long while—after his accident, Johnny thought he'd never be with someone again.

A part of it was the paralysis. Okay, a big part of it was. He learns after using the chair for a bit that he sorta stops becoming a real person to most people, that their eyes just sorta slide past him. Oh no, how sad, that guy in the chair must have it so bad. Don't be rude and stare, now. Sometimes he wishes they would stare at him, like he knows they wanna. He almost finds their determination to ignore him totally more jarring.

And that's only half the problem. The other part is that even if he could find someone, his goddamn dick doesn't work anymore. Which would for sure pose a problem. So Johnny resigns himself miserably to a sexless and potentially loveless life, and pretends it doesn't make him want to die.

Still. Anyways. It all seems kinda redundant now, 'cause he's lying under the sky in the dirt with his pants halfway off, and you're—you're doing something, or you're tryin' something that Johnny is extremely skeptical about. A bit of time travelling with Gyro had taught him many times that there was a lot of things about the human body he was ignorant of, but he still can't help but be dubious of the claim you made to him a few minutes ago.

I'm gonna make you cum.

At once, a protest had risen to his lips. You can't. Almost a reflex. You'd cocked your head in inquiry, and Johnny had gone redder, down to the tips of his ears hidden by his hat. It's my—it doesn't work. Down there doesn't...

You seem to consider this for a few moments. Then you say, there's something else we can try.

You disappear inside the tent and come out with the bottle of aloe vera they'd been using to treat the burns that had blistered as a result of the unforgiving desert sun. He had red peeling skin all up his shoulders and the bridge of his nose.

He watches dubiously as you squeeze a clear, cold glob onto your fingers. "Wh—where are those goin'?"

He's pretty sure he has an idea.

"You know what a prostate is, Johnny dear?" You always call him that. Johnny dear, like it's all one word. Johnnydear. He always gripes and groans about it and then has to turn away extremely quickly to hide his flush. He's going to examine the reaction he gets when you baby him sometime, he promises himself, just not right now. He's got a lotta shit on his plate, okay? Corpses to find and such.

"N-no," he answers, stammering when you kneel between his legs and spread his thighs gently apart. He sucks in a breath; one of your fingers leaves a cool trail of aloe along the skin there.

"A prostate," you tell him patiently, like you're not situated between his naked thighs, "is a gland that people with your particular reproductory set are born with."

"You sound like Gyro," he mutters. "Kinda killing the mood a little."

"I just want to make sure you're fully informed." You roll your eyes. "It's just that you're leaking precum, see?" To his mortification, you swipe your fingers over the tip of the dick he can't feel and hold them up; under the starlight, they gleam, and he burns with embarrassment. "Means you might be able to feel it. Means I might be able to make you cum."

Johnny swallows hard. He wants—it sounds good. Sounds great. But with the hope comes that fear, an ever-present shadow. What if it doesn't work?

"Hey." You lean over him, and before Johnny can protest you've captured his lips, a slow, deliberate cling. Johnny loves kissing you. He thinks it might be his favourite thing to do, other than jockeying and he can't do that anymore, so this takes an automatic first place. He sighs and melts against you like softened butter, his hands winding themselves over your shoulder and jaw. He loves everything about it. The closeness, the slow gentle intimacy, the way you smell. That last part is probably weird, 'cause you mostly smell like sweat and leather, but Johnny likes it all the same.

You kiss for a while; one of your hand strokes soothing shapes into his ribcage. When you pull back, the panic that had been rearing up inside him has faded to a dull murmur.

"Don't get in your head about it," you whisper. "If you can't feel it, then that's that. You know I won't think less of you."

A lump rises in Johnny's throat, and he shields his eyes from the burning sun of you seein' right through him. "I know," he says, almost petulantly.

"So? Wanna give it a try?"

A part of him doesn't. A part of him is so, so scared. But a bigger part of him, the one that likes kissing you and likes the way you smell and the way you touch him and look at him and everything, really, is nodding before that first part can protest. You kiss him again with a smile, a little faster, a little dirtier this time. This is another thing Johnny likes about kissing—it can take so many different forms. Even if he did find the corpse pieces and get the use of his legs back, Johnny reckons he'd still like kissing more than real sex.

Your mouth starts moving down, sweeping the sensitive skin of his neck and collarbones, the valleys of his pectorals, a nipple. The last one makes Johnny gasp and you giggle, and he splays a palm over his face in embarrassment. You coax such stupid noises outta him. But you seem to enjoy it, so whatever.

Down, down, down. Somewhere between his navel and his pubic bone he stops feeling it. But it still somehow feels sorta nice, which doesn't make a whole lotta sense but it does to him, so. He watches you between his fingers as you reach between his legs, he thinks prodding.

You look up at him. "I'm going to put a finger in, okay?"

Johnny nods eagerly. "Don't gotta tell me. I won't feel it."

You roll your eyes. "I'm still gonna tell you. We can stop whenever, okay?"

"Okay," Johnny says impatiently, and wiggles his hips. You smack his hipbone playfully, which does nothing to temper his brattiness on account of him not feelin' a fuckin' thing. Then you get a quiet, serious, concentrated look on your face that Johnny usually only sees when you're fighting. Or when he's making you cum. That expression, more than any of your words or hesitation, it what makes him quiet down and take it serious.

There's a silence that stretches on. Johnny supposes you must be doin' something, considering the slight furrow he can see between your brows and the achingly careful, gradual movement of your wrist. Finally, after about a minute, you look up at him.

"My finger's in," you tell him, and Johnny bites his lip.

"Can't feel it," he says. He's starting to think this was a really bad idea.

"Just lemme—hold on," you say, and your wrist moves a little, and then—

Johnny keens. He feels, he fuckin' feels so much that it lights him up from the inside and sets his nerves alight, some part deep inside him that he didn't even know existed 'till five minutes ago and it's so good it immediately brings tears to his eyes.

"Oh," he says like he's surprised, and he is, apparently so much so that it's all he can say. "O-oh, oh, oh—"

Your finger retracts back into nothingness, and Johnny bites back a sob. "Johnny?" you ask worriedly. "Did you—is it too much?"

"No, no," he babbles, feeling incoherent already. You brush his hair back from his face with your free hand, the one that ain't inside him, your thumb stroking over his cheek. "It was—fuck, felt so weird. But good. Really, really good. Can you—are you gonna do it again?"

"Will if you want me to," you answer lovingly, and Johnny is biting back another sob for a whole different reason. "Might be a bit intense, Johnny dear. You sure you wanna?"

"Yes, yeah." He stares up at you beseechingly, feeling a bit pathetic but also too far gone to give a shit. "Please, I wanna—I wanna feel it again."

You nod, leaning over to kiss him again. Johnny relaxes into the embrace, losing himself in the familiar touch of your lips, the smell of you, taking the bite out of his surge of panic—and then with no warning you're brushing against that spot inside him again and he's moaning into your mouth, loud and unrestrained. It's pitchy and startled, and your free hand cups the back of his head as he pulls away in shock.

"Fuck, Jesus Christ," he swears, slamming his head back against the dirt. "O-oh, oh god, ohgodohgod—"

"Still good?" you ask, and your fingers made a weird sort of curling motion and it occurs to Johnny that you're movin' them in and out, sort of like you would if you were actually fucking him, and the thought makes him flush so hard he feels feverish. You're fucking him. You're fucking him.

He nods deliriously. "Mhm, yeah," he gasps out, feeling breathless, feeling giddy. "Don't stop, feels so fuckin' good, oh my god."

Your fingers press into him over and over like you're ringin' a bell, and all the while you kiss him and for the first time in ages Johnny feels that both parts of his body are equal. The bottom half has come alive under your jackhammering fingers, the top half consumed by you and your kiss. The kissing makes it so much better, 'cause Johnny reckons if anyone else had their fingers in his ass he'd probably hate it even if they were touching his whatdidyoucallit like that and making him feel amazing. He'd hate it 'cause they wouldn't be you.

The kissing reminds him it's you. The chaps on your lips, the smell of you, the feel of your face and skin, your body pressing into his. It's so all consuming it makes him wanna cry, in a good way, in a weird way. Your fingers move faster and weirder, and Johnny starts making those stupid oh! oh! noises again, stifling them against your mouth, and your tongue presses in and you swallow them whole.

All too soon, Johnny feels a weird tightening, one he hasn't felt since before the incident. He feels a constriction of panic, his fingers clutching at your clothing. "I—hah!—I f-feel weird."

"Bad weird?" Your fingers slow down, nearly stop, and Johnny whines.

"No, no, good weird, good," he pants. "Move again, fuck."

You pick up the pace; Johnny shudders, tensing in your hold all over again. He feels like he's burning, like he's sweating out everything bad he's ever felt.

"Do you mean you're gonna cum?" you ask, your voice lower this time, so close to Johnny's ear it makes him shiver. The harsh brush of your chapped lips against the soft skin there makes his body feel electric.

"I think," he whispers, eyes screwing shut. "Sorry—oh—I think, yeah."

"Don't feel sorry," you tell him almost sternly. "I want to see you cum, Johnny. Wanna see you cum so hard your pretty little head goes blank. You deserve it, yeah?"

"Yeah," he gasps out. "I deserve it."

What you do next with your fingers is almost brutal in the wracks of shivering pleasure it sends simmering through Johnny's body; every curl of them has him writhing and gasping and moaning, he must sound so stupid but you seem to be liking it and fuck, he's liking it, he likes feeling a little stupid and helpless while you take care of him and he's definitely gonna have to unpack that, but later, 'cause—

"I'm gonna cum," he gasps, hands flying out to curl in your clothing. "Baby, baby, I'm gonna cum, I—kiss me? Kiss me, okay, I wanna, oh, oh oh oh—"

You crash your lips together, and your fingers curl up one last lingering time and Johnny shatters. White stars explode over his vision, shatter inside his head, and for a split second it feels like every cell in his body freezes up and screams and dies. He's vaguely aware of some long, drawn-out, breathless noise he's making and the way you swallow it with your mouth.

It takes several seconds for him to come back down to earth. When he does it's to the sensation of you running your fingers through his hair and pressing soft, feathery kisses to his cheeks.

He pants like a dog. When you see his blue eyes on you, you sit up, seem to retract your fingers from between his legs. Your image starts to blur, and Johnny sees your expression crease in concern. He realises he's crying. Not like, actually, not like he's got something to be upset about. He's just... tearing up. Like someone's turned a faucet on behind his eyes and just left it there. He pushes the heels of his hands into the sockets and presses down, willing it to stop, willing the overwhelming feeling blooming in his chest to deflate.

"Hey, hey." Your voice, low and soothing, pressed into his hair, your arms holding him tightly. "You okay?"

"Yes," he says almost angrily. "I'm fine. Dunno why I'm—fuck. Sorry. I'm good, I promise I'm good. That was... so, so good."

Your expression of concern gives way slightly. "You sure?"

"Yeah." Johnny sucks in a shaky, wet breath. "Thanks. Thank you. I didn't even... I didn't even know I could feel like that anymore. Not just 'cause of—you know." He gestures vaguely to the lower half of his body. "All of it. Like, I didn't think anyone would wanna—while I'm still like this. And I—I figured I didn't deserve it, or something. But... it was really good."

Your smile is a little sad. "I'm glad, Johnny dear. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now that we know it works, we can do it again. And again, and again." He flushes, and you laugh sweetly, and Johnny could just die to the sound of it. "Still, we should get some rest for tonight. Gyro will skin us alive if we oversleep again."

You're right, of course. Johnny lets you maneuvre him onto his sleeping skin, and you unroll yours right next to him. When you do, Johnny reaches for you, clinging like a damn insect. But you don't seem to mind, 'cause you wrap your arms around his waist and bring him in even closer. He tucks his head into your shoulder.

He thinks that he'll get to kiss you tomorrow, too.

His sleep is dreamless and deep.

[starzabi]

— hand headcanons !

just how their hands look and how good they are at using them … johnny, gyro && diego

nsfw warning … minors & ageless blogs dni

— johnny

his fingers and palms are of the same size but expect his hand to be rather rough due to the many years he’s spent on horseback and because of his stand. They’re probably covered with various fresh and healed scars as well.

but, since he’s spent many of his years with women, being promiscuous so he obviously knows how to use them.

he’s shy at first due to the lack of practice, he thinks he’s rusty but once he puts in a finger, followed by another and hears you moan out his name, he realises that he hasn’t lost his touch which makes him rather cocky—he tries to get you off on just his fingers and to his surprise, you actually do.

‘i still got it…’

— gyro

his fingers are very, very long and slender compared to his palm and my god, does he know how to take care of his hands. they’re incredibly soft, they feel so uncharacteristic—you couldn’t even believe that such pretty hands could belong to someone like gyro zeppeli.

and of course, given his past, he knows how to properly use them but unlike johnny, he isn’t the kind to make you cum from just that. instead, he teases you endlessly with his fingers and teases you even more when you begin to whine and beg for release.

oh and given his medical background, he’s so adept at using his fingers and pleasuring you perfectly since he’s so well versed in the human body <3 he’s such a perfect partner if it wasn’t for his dirty mouth and his constant teasing.

eventually, he does comply after listening to you beg for a release; but instead of using just his fingers, he ends up making you cum on his cock.

— diego

another pretty hand haver !! but unlike gyro, he has very roughed up hands as well and they seemed to have gotten much more hard since he gained his stand ability. though they retain some of their initial softness, you can’t deny that they haven’t gained a new texture that’s sort of similar to scales.

diego doesn’t prefer to use his hands, he’d rather have you coming on his dick but on days when you’re extra bratty, he might just use them but only to remind you of who’s in charge.

he’s absolutely filthy with his words when he’s using fingers—he’s filthy all the time but it somehow gets worse when he sees you be a moaning mess from just his three or four fingers.

it’s an ego booster too to him, to see you whining like this—he can’t help but smirk but he never makes you cum though when he uses his hands…

[naomijoestar]

⋆.ೃ JJBA SCENARIOS ࿔*:･

Masterlist here <3

Genre: smut

Characters: Gyro Zeppeli, Johnny Joestar

Warnings: smut, NSFW, threesome, ass-fucking

Notes: This post is a part of my birthday special since it’s my birthday ;) I hope you enjoy <3 The other birthday special posts will be linked here one they’re all posted! Also happy halloween 👻

The big three - Gyro Zeppeli and Johnny Joestar x Reader (NSFW)

It's the evening of Gyro Zeppeli's birthday, and you've decided to surprise him with an unforgettable present - a steamy threesome involving him, his close friend Johnny Joestar, and you. The anticipation builds as you prepare the intimate setting, dimming the lights and lighting scented candles throughout the room. The air is thick with anticipation and the sweet aroma of vanilla, setting the mood for the erotic night ahead. You approach Gyro, who looks up at you with a curious yet excited expression.

“Happy birthday, Gyro,” you purr seductively, trailing a finger down his chest. “I have a special gift for you tonight.” Gyro's eyes widen as he catches a glimpse of Johnny entering the room, a mischievous grin on his face.

“Well now, this does seem like quite the present,” Gyro remarks, his voice low and husky.

Johnny steps closer, a playful glint in his eye as he appraises both you and Gyro. “I couldn't agree more,” he chuckles, his hand casually caressing your hip.

Gyro nods, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his face. As if on cue, all three of you move to form a triangle, your bodies pressing close together.

You can feel the heat emanating from Gyro's skin, his firm muscles tensing with barely contained excitement. Johnny trails his fingers along your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. Gyro leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “I can hardly wait to see what surprises you have in store for me tonight.”

The three of you begin exploring each other's bodies as the night unfolds. Soft moans and sighs fill the room as gentle caresses turn into harder, more insistent strokes. Johnny's hands move from your thigh to grope your breasts, kneading them gently as you arch into his touch. Gyro's hands roam everywhere, mapping out the curve of your body with almost reverent touches.

Now and then, his fingers trail dangerously close to your core, sending sparks of need coursing through you. When he finally dips below the waistband of your panties, you gasp at the sudden contact. His fingers are firm, yet gentle, as he teases you into a state of desperate craving.

Gyro's fingers dance expertly over your most sensitive spots, drawing out waves of pleasure that threaten to overwhelm you.

Johnny leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a searing kiss. His tongue darts out, tasting you as he explores the depths of your mouth with fervor. The taste of him, combined with the sensations from Gyro's touch, pushes you closer and closer to the brink. As if sensing your impending climax, Gyro inserts a finger inside you, pumping slowly.

As your orgasm looms nearer, Gyro and Johnny begin to switch things up, each taking a different route to drive you wild with desire. Gyro continues to finger you, but now Johnny kneels behind you, lubing up his cock and pushing inside your tight asshole. The slight pain quickly fades into a different kind of pleasure as he begins to move, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed. All the while, Gyro's thumb is pressed against your clit, rubbing in time with Johnny's thrusts.

The sensations are overwhelming, and you can feel your climax building in your core.

Just when you think you can't take any more, Gyro removes his finger and replaces it with his stiff cock, thrusting deeply into your wet heat. The feeling of being stretched and filled by both of them at once is unlike anything you've ever experienced before.

Pleasure radiates through every nerve as they pound into you, their bodies slapping against yours in a erotic symphony of lust.

Gyro captures your lips in a heated kiss, muffling your cries as he begins to choke you sensually, his powerful thighs trapping your own between his. “I want to hear you,” he demands gruffly against your mouth. As he pulls back slightly, allowing you to catch your breath, he chuckles wickedly, his hands now roaming the globe of your buttocks with insistent fingertips. Meanwhile, Johnny alternates between flicking and tugging at your peaked nipples, his skilled touches sending sparks of need pooling low in your abdomen.

Gyro's pace quickens, his cock buried deep inside you as he chokes you gently but firmly. The sensation of being restrained and dominated sends shivers of excitement coursing through your body. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as Johnny pinches and plucks at your nipples, drawing them into hard peaks.

With each movement, you feel yourself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The two men continue to work you over, each stroke and touch bringing you closer to the brink.

Johnny's fingers graze your erect nipples, sending jolts of pleasure-pain radiating throughout your chest. He increases the pressure, tugging lightly at first before increasing the intensity. As he does so, he leans in close, whispering dirty promises in your ear. “You're going to come so hard for us, baby”, he purrs, his breath hot against your skin. Gyro thrusts deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside you that makes you moan wantonly. He knows exactly what he's doing, and you can tell he's loving every second of pushing you closer to the edge.

The room is filled with the sound of your moans, punctuated by the grunts and groans of your tormentors.

Gyro’s other hand finds its way between your slick thighs, rubbing circles at the apex, applying just the perfect pressure. “You like that baby.. You want more don't you?”, he asks chuckling as his thumb finds your core and rubs your juicy clit making you moan.

Your pussy and ass quiver around their hard cocks, your chest heaving with ragged breaths. The closeness of them, the intertwining of desires and pleasure, is creating an indescribably powerful sensation.

Your body tenses, every muscle clenching as you reach the peak of pleasure. Your moans turn into loud, wanton whimpers as the orgasm crashes over you, wave after wave of ecstasy washing through your body. The intensity of your release seems to be too much for the men, and they can't hold back any longer.

Johnny groans as he pushes deep into your ass, his own climax washing over him in a series of powerful thrusts. At the same moment, Gyro pulls out of you, his cock glistening with your fluids as he unleashes his load all over your breasts. The sight of his cum dripping down your chest is the final straw, and both men are lost in the throes of their own pleasure, their bodies shaking with the force of their orgasms.

If you’d like me to write anything specific for any jjba character/squad parts 1-7 you can request it! (I usually don’t write smut, this was only for my birthday and I wanted to surprise you guys)

[cowboycakes]

P and Q with Johnny and Gyro? 👀

DIRTY JOHNNY AND GYRO HEADCANONS.

✰ sextapes, nudes and bedroom volume

MINORS DNI (18+) warnings: includes a gyjo scenario. modern au. sending nudes & sexting. sextapes. mentions of masturbation. praise. voice kink stuff? light exhibitionism. wc: ~500 dirty a-z headcanon list (requests closed!)

P - Photography (are cameras allowed in the bedroom? do they send nudes? do they ask for nudes? would they ever record themselves having sex / being caught up in a sexual act?) 

JOHNNY:

he's too timid to send anything other than a tasteful booty pic or a mirror pic showing off his v-line with the top of his dick barely peeking out of his boxers. he might put on a lacy thong and send you a taste of it if you're lucky.

GYRO:

sends you pictures of his dick. all. the. time. he knows it's long and pretty. sometimes he'll just send you a picture of it while he's hard and laying in bed. or he'll send one of his veiny hand gripping his cock (because he knows his hands are hot, too.) or a full-body nude. or he may send a fap vid wit the sound on. no shame.

GYJO:

J & G send nudes to one another when they miss each other </3 just imagine johnny in public opening an unsuspecting snap from gyro and finding out the hard way that it wasn't just an unsuspecting snap at all. he'd rush to hide his phone screen and get all flushed and embarrassed, then he'd need to hurry to find somewhere more private to relieve himself. gyro would be shameless about getting nudes from johnny. he'd set that shit as his home screen lmao. as far as recordings go, gyro would try to convince johnny to make a sextape with him. johnny'd be a brat about it at first n make fun of gyro for even asking, but the idea would eventually grow to turn him on with some gentle persuasion from gyro."you're gonna look so pretty on camera, johnny. why don't we try it out just once, huh?"

Q - Quiet please (what’s the volume like in the bedroom? are they quiet? do they scream? do they like a loud partner? do they prefer if their partner is more soft spoken?)

JOHNNY:

super vocal. it's not necessarily on purpose, but he just can't hold it in :( he'll give you all kinds of little whimpers, whines, moans, and sobs. he'll mutter gibberish and stutter over his words when it all becomes too much. every sound he makes is gorgeous, though.

GYRO:

he's loud about praising you n he needs to let you know how good you feel. lets out a lot of low moans and grunts while he thrusts into you, getting louder as he fucks you harder. also, i wrote about it here but he slips into italian when he's about to cum <3

© cowboycakes.

note: thank you for the ask, anon. i'm so glad you wanted me to do these for them separately AND together. writing this was a treat. i know this took awhile so thank you for your patience.

[k4shibe]

GIVE YOURSELF TO ME — JOHNNY JOESTAR

summary, teasing johnny was your favorite thing ever, so you decided to test his patience. aka johnny is a slut for u

content, johnny/gn reader, 18+!!, nipple play, handjob, dom reader, teasing, pwop, anal fingering, licking, mocking?, no actual sex, implied dildo usage at the end.

note, omg i hope the forbidden fruit things do not sound cringy😭 UGH THE ANAL PART I HATE SOOOO MUCH

word count, 818

soft moans escaped his mouth as your delicate fingers played with johnny’s nipple. on johnny’s bed the both of you were sitting, johnny in front of you moaning non-stop, one hand was pinching his nipples whilst the other was slithering down from his belly to his waist, to the waistband of his boxers. fiddling with the waistband your hand went down to his inner thigh but quickly went back up, as if it had found the forbidden fruit and contemplated eating it. johnny whined at this, he unexpectedly grabbed your hand and put it on the base of his dick.

frustrated, you bit down on his neck. leaving dark hickeys which caught him off guard, he let go of the grip he had on your hand and you took that as your opportunity to see him in just his boxers.

“take off your pants, johnny,” you said sternly, frustrated by johnny’s act of disobedience.

you had finally given in to the forbidden fruit as johnny slid down his pants shyly, you felt as if you struck gold once you saw his raging boner and pre-cum stains on his boxer. your hand massaged his balls softly. but, his boxers weren’t off yet, teasing him more you began playing with his dick with his boxers on. at first, johnny was confused but then when he realized your teasing antics he begged for your touch.

“please, y/n! please just take them off! he squirmed under your touch, trying to take off his boxers himself.

as much as you loved your boyfriend, it was such a great sight to behold seeing him like this. a mess under your touch, begging for you to properly touch him. although his whines were like a drug to your ears you wanted to have a bit more fun until you properly touched him. his moans were too hot to listen for you to stop.

“i promise, johnny. i promise i’ll take them off, just be patient,” you whispered in his ear, your warm breath on johnnys neck catching him off guard.

you couldn’t explain how adorable johnny was when he was surprised, or just how adorable he was when he was submissive in general.

your hands crawled up to the base of his dick, partially giving him what he had been begging for. your hand swiftly moved up and down johnnys clothed dick, his moans getting louder and louder. seeing that he liked this, you decided to lick the back of his shoulder, slobbering and kissing the star-shaped birthmark which you adored. after a while your hands had done enough, so to finish him off you went quicker, the speed of his moans pacing up as your hands became rougher and rougher, practically urging him to cum. after a while he finally did, his liquid squirting everywhere.

“your so good johnny, you know that?” you whispered in his ear, hugging him tightly you began to lick his neck.

johnny said nothing of this, other than a few whimpers. your tongue went up and down and back up again repeatedly, after a few minutes of licking him you wanted more action, you got up and grabbed a bottle of lube on his nightstand, you squeezed out the product onto your hand, and approached johnny.

“lie down, johnny.” you mumbled.

although he could barely hear what you said but he got the memo from the lube in your hand and the mischievous grin on your face. so he did so quickly, submitting to you in a way you’ve never seen him do before.

“spread your legs f’me…” you commanded.

although his face was red and he was very obviously embarrassed, he did as he was told and spread his legs wide open for you with content written all over your face, you put some lube in him and then on your fingers, as you stuck two of your fingers in johnny let out the loudest moan you’ve heard throughout the night.

“damn johnny! are you trying to let the whole world know how much you love my fingers?” you mocked, letting out a laugh at his embarrassed face once he realized how loud his moan was.

“shut up…” johnny whimpered.

pushing your fingers in and out of his ass. johnny seemed to love your fingers, as his moans grew louder and louder as his back was arching more and more.

you decide to have some fun and see how he reacted to his prostate being unexpectedly touched, as sensitive as johnny was you didn’t expect johnny to cum an entire river. when you finally curved your fingers and found it. johnny huffed and drooled all over himself after a while of playing with his ass.

“oh johnny, prepare yourself. im gonna have so much fun playing with you” you mumbled under your breath. grabbing a certain genital-shaped object from his closet that you were planning to use on him for hours upon end.

[bancoh]

I just want to body worship johnny and kiss every inch of him with praise and then suck him off or fuck him bcs hes RAVISHING and an absolute Angel.

praise | back to mlist

cws: praise, edging, body worship

THISSS. anon omg you are so real for this 🫶🫶 & he has like the hugest boner for praise too. I am sure of it. Was probably gonna write something like this eventually, but thanks for making me do so anyways lol

this is so self indulgent, apologies in advance!!

With his brows drawn together in a slight frown, Johnny initially doesn't like the sudden onslaught of compliments. it's foreign and it quickly becomes apparent that he's not used to it. But when you whisper him all the right things in his ear, tell him he's so handsome & pretty for you, he's sure to have a change of heart. Something twists hotly in his gut and truth be told, johnny’s figured he's into it.

Gentle fingers that would trace circles & stars onto his sensitive & bruised skin, now edging him 'til hes muttering incoherently. Take his breath away and you can't make out a single word he's saying. He's got it bad for praise and with u thumbing over the slit he was as good as straining at the leash to fuck u. You had told him he won't get to touch you, it was all ab him today. So you're mean with the teasing, taking things painfully slow. Being so very sincere with your compliments.

Admittedly you're a bit unforgiving from time to time, adored it when his back arched off the bed and he was delirious with pleasure, only to be denied his orgasm. Excuse being that it's only to get your point across. "So fuckin' pretty for me Johnny."

"Flattery won't get you anywhere," he complains purely out of frustration and it only earns him a coy smile. "Patience is a virtue, you know." You could read everything right off his face. Had his nose wrinkled & eyes clenched like he was praying for an end to his suffering, and as chance would have it, your warm mouth was eager enough to soften the pain in his cock.

"Love you so much baby," you coo. Always making sure he's left fucked dumb by you. Messing him up so bad. Truly, it really was to make sure he'd remember entirely just how special he is. You held so much adoration in your eyes. How else should u feel about him but crazy?

[r-ex-mor3]

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Does anyone know where I can find Johnny Joestar smut with GN (actually, I don’t even care about the gender atp) reader preferred using Johnny’s Bug Bite fetish, please, I’m desperate

[cinnbar-bun]

Pony (Various SBR x Reader)

Characters: Diego Brando, Johnny Joestar, Mountain Tim, Gyro Zeppeli (separate)

Prompt: "My saddle's waitin' / Come and jump on it."

Summary: How ya'll get down and dirty together with your fave cowboys.

Rating: NSFW THERE IS NOTHING BUT SMUT HERE

Notes: Reader is GN!, no body parts mentioned for reader, implied to be during the SBR, no spoilers for Part 7, just pure smut hcs.

Word Count: ~2.3k

You can read on my AO3 here!

Taglist (if you'd like to be added, please fill out the form in my pinned): @bruabbina @adeadcreator

Diego Brando 

The type to suggest a casual arrangement before he gets seriously involved with you. He says it’s just to relieve some stress during the race but before you know it, he wants you closer. 

Tries to present himself as a dominating and forceful top, and that’s probably how many of your sessions will go at first. He refuses to give up power easily and especially not in a presumed ‘casual’ mutually beneficial arrangement. 

In reality he can be quite the switch, something that will be explored the more you two get intimate. He relishes power struggles, and will goad you into trying to dominate him further or putting you deeper in your place. 

A talker, Diego will almost never shut up. Whether it’s praising how your body squeezes him, degrading you smugly, coaxing you to ‘tame’ him, or begging for some pleasure- his mouth will be running. 

He makes such beautiful noises <3 

Prefers to have sex in more secluded areas, preferably your tents late at night. But if pushed to it, he will not be opposed to just taking you in an alley or in the woods out in the open. 

“Since you acted so wanton earlier, it shouldn’t be an issue for you, should it? Now stop whining.” 

He loves when suck him off while he’s sitting or standing. It makes him feel like a king. He’ll give you plenty of praise or condescending compliments while you do so. 

His fingers are amazing. Calloused from holding the reins for so many years, but experienced at the best ways to give you pleasure. 

Diego tends to admit his true feelings or get more possessive during sex. A lot of “mine” or “for me” and “I love you’s” are thrown out while he’s going at it (or you’re going at him). 

Occasionally cannot hold back how feral he feels because of Scary Monsters. He will be rutting and grinding into you and telling you he needs you now. 

Probably one of the few occasions he will not be talking beyond mindless grunts, groans, and growls. 

Does like roleplay, not really anything elaborate (especially not during the race when time is limited), but he does like indulging in specific ‘roles’ for you both. He tends to like being called ‘master’ or ‘sir’ or even ‘my lord’. Don’t worry, he’s happy to do the same for you if you want it (sigh can you imagine him calling you master/mistress I’m-). 

Has no preference for where he finishes, because he truthfully wants to cover himself all over you, whether you swallow, giving you a facial, or inside- he’s raring to go again to finish on a different spot and exert his place with you. 

If under the influence of Scary Monsters, though, he will tend to want to finish inside you. 

His aftercare is pretty crappy at first, especially when it’s meant to be ‘casual’, because he thinks he’s such hot shit that you should be grateful you even got to sleep with him. But as he gets closer to you, he will either grumble and tell you you’re so dirty while cleaning you, or just silently help you then hold you close. 

He can be very clingy after sex, making him hold you close and bury his face into your shoulder/chest so he can inhale your scent and regain himself.

Johnny Joestar 

Type to get caught trying to ‘relieve’ himself and weakly ask for your help. And really, how could you resist that flustered face?

Johnny isn’t inexperienced, absolutely not, but he hasn’t slept with another since his time as a pompous jockey who had people throwing themselves onto him left and right. The guilt and his injury left him rather rusty and self-conscious about his performance. 

You’re gonna have to do a lot of the heavy lifting with him, but Johnny proves himself to be an eager lover. 

Lots of foreplay between the two of you, with Johnny having a preference for face-sitting. He also will incorporate some of the Spin with you to act as a ‘vibrator’ of sorts to pleasure you more. 

Self-conscious at first but slowly grows more comfortable and confident as you two continue together, making him relax. While at first he tries to stay silent or apologizes/mumbles under his breath a lot, he’ll slowly begin to crack some jokes and be more vocal. 

This is when you’ll see Johnny shine more. He’ll offer more creative suggestions and kinks for the both of you to try out. He’s wonderful at adapting on the fly if he finds you enjoying/disliking something. 

Besides his stated fetish for bug bites (which will seriously get him going if he sees you with some), he just really loves your ass. He straight up cannot get enough of it, and will be grabbing and holding it whenever he can. 

Continuing with that logic, he loves reverse cowgirl because he loves seeing your ass bounce against him. 

Johnny’s dirty talk tends to consist of him throwing expletives and saying what he feels. He’s not too good with roleplay because after a while the pleasure crashes his brain and he just starts talking mindlessly. 

“Ah, shit, you feel so good… fuck, keep going.” 

He can be a teasing bastard when he really feels like it. Often, he’ll employ the Spin on you, then pull it away just before you finish. He can get pretty cheeky, but that’s just how you know how comfortable he is with you. 

His neck and collarbone are some of his more sensitive spots, and if you focus your attention there, he loses his mind. Leave him some hickeys and tug on his hair, and he’s positively gone. He will complain about the marks later, but secretly admire them and be happy he’s got them from you. 

He likes finishing on your ass. Second favorite thing would be to have you swallow, but he finds it pretty attractive if some of it spills out of your lips. 

His aftercare is good and he’ll do his best to care and comfort you. But majority of the time he’s just spent and exhausted and wants to snuggle with you. He gets rather soft and whispers a lot while you two bask in the afterglow. 

Mountain Tim 

The type of man to want to be romantically involved with you and take it slow, before he can’t contain himself and has to have you. 

Tim is a gentleman, he really is. For a bounty hunter, the man takes great care to try and woo you and behave properly around you. Because, truthfully, this man is a romantic deep down. 

He’ll never try and let his desires get the best of him for fear of taking advantage of you, so you’ll have to initiate. And the minute you initiate, he’s all for it and will jump at the opportunity. 

A giving lover- so giving that the both of you, on occasion, were spent with only the foreplay. 

He’s passionate. His actions can be overwhelming in the bedroom, but you can practically feel the love dripping out of him. He goes nuts for you. 

Obviously, bondage is most likely occurring. His stand gives him a multitude of ways to tie you up and tease you with his body. He will take advantage of his powers to bring you the utmost pleasure. 

However, his favorite kinks include cockwarming and overstimulation. He would love to be inside you forever if he could, and he often likes to tease you by having you sit on him for a while before he moves. 

As for overstimulation… he’s gonna make you cum over and over. He always praises you for finishing and will try to urge another orgasm out of you. He loves seeing your face and hearing your breathless moans and whimpers. 

“That’s it darling… that’s it. You’re doing so good for me… you can give me another one, can’t you? I know you can, darlin’. Just let me take care of you.”

Heavy on the praise. He’s never mean or degrading, because he loves you too damn much to do that. At worst he’d do some condescending praise, but majority of the time it is pure praise for how amazing you are and how good you feel. 

While he can lean into some sub/dom dynamics with you, often sex is just an outlet for the both of you to express your affection and love. 

He is often a service top for you, but leans more towards dom. That doesn’t mean he won’t sub for you, he absolutely will if you desire it. He’d love nothing more than to see you riding him. 

He prefers positions where he can see your face. Tim will coo for you to look into his eyes and shake his head when you try and cover your face or look away. He just loves seeing your facial expressions. 

Reverse cowgirl is a good treat once in a while for him, too. He loves being able to smack your ass and praise how you’re riding him. 

Likes to finish inside. He believes it’s more proof that the two of you are bound together. 

His aftercare is amazing. Probably the best guy around at it. Course, he’ll be a bit of a flirt and tease, but he always care for you just as any good cowboy should. 

Gyro Zeppeli 

Also the type to suggest a casual sexual relationship with you before he falls for you. 

If you were to look up “wild” in the dictionary, you’d find Gyro’s picture right next to it because this man is an absolute loose cannon in the bedroom. Or tent. Or woods. Or alley. Or body of water. Or wherever the hell you two decide to have sex. 

Gyro isn’t ashamed of his desires and will seek you out pretty often. 

He’s experimental in bed. He is experienced from his many sexual escapades back then, but since the race, he’s been steady with you and likes trying whatever new wacky whim crosses through his mind. 

His surgical and anatomical knowledge combined with his teasing nature makes him a menace. He knows almost every nerve and muscle on your body and how to manipulate it for your pleasure. Not to mention, his control over the Spin will have him working your body in overtime. 

Gyro likes to tease you during inopportune times by using the Spin on you to act as a vibrator and get you excited, but he’ll act like nothing is going on around the others and make you wait. He’ll eventually have the two of you secluded and “take care” of the problem he caused, all while having that shit-eating grin on his face as he tells you you’re getting too desperate. 

This man is getting goofy and silly with you during sex. Expect some bad puns or jokes while he’s ramming your insides. 

An unfair and rough lover who gets pleasure from hearing your voice. He will never want you to be quiet, and he makes it his mission to have you screaming by the end of it. He might chide you and call you out for being too loud, but honestly he doesn’t care if everyone else is hearing it. He just loves how your voice sounds. 

Roleplay is common between the two of you. Sometimes it’s ‘prisoner x jailer/executioner’, ‘surgeon x patient’, or ‘royal x dutiful, loyal executioner who is totally gonna be rewarded for being an awesome partner today in the race, right?’ 

Gyro surprisingly can stay in character and he will play his roles very well for you. He gets pretty into them when he wants to. 

Likes doggy style a lot. Whether for you or him, he just wants someone being on all fours and their ass being grabbed. 

Switch, leaning more towards top/dom. But he finds it hot if you take charge of him and put him in his place (and he’ll serve you like no other, baby). Will call you whatever you want him to call you, no questions asked. 

Occasionally drops some Italian in the middle of banging you. This was especially prevalent when he started falling for you and would loudly proclaim “ti amo” over and over without addressing it in English. 

Despite his playful attitude both in the bedroom and out, he can get pretty serious and emotional with you. Sometimes the rough horseplay just doesn’t cut it, and he’ll lay back and thrust slowly into you while gripping your hips to help you ride him. He’ll talk less in these moments and just enjoy hearing both of your gasps and quiet moans. 

Doesn’t have a specific preference on where to finish. He just does it wherever he feels. He commonly does it on your back or stomach, depending on the position. 

His aftercare is wonderful. Yeah, he can be a joker sometimes but the afterglow with you is nice and can get pretty romantic. He’ll glide his hands over you gently and trace over the marks he may have left on you or just to feel your skin underneath his fingers. He’ll clean you up and have you both rest. He did reveal he could relieve some of the soreness from your body with the Spin, so occasionally he’ll do it (admittedly, he does like seeing you limp or wobble after a tryst with him). 

It’s where Gyro will be at his most tender with you, where he will cradle you and look at you with eyes full of love and desire for you. He speaks quietly in these moments and likes to ramble about nothing with you. And when he pulls a small laugh out of you, he thinks he could just die on the spot and be content.

[joestarfoundation]

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

JOJOS: Wedding Night. . .

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

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

JoJos x Fem!Reader

Honeymoon sex drabble

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[falloutjuli]

While not 100% happy with everything I didnt wanna hold it back any longer so here it is, da sequel. This time named after Scary Love by The Neighbourhood. Its a little more focused on Johnnys depression simply because I didnt wanna specify readers issues much so its more inclusive. Well anyway, I hope you sill like it and stay tuned for more content uwu

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Johnny x suicidal!Reader – Scary Love

Wordcount: 7,3k

Short summary: Noticing that Johnny is falling into old unhealthy habits you and Gyro worry. When you finally catch a moment to talk to him, he reveals his issues, and you have a good way of solving them.

Warnings: Mention of suicide, depression, self-hatred, all that Jazz, just like last time uwu. (More on Johnny focused this time to keep Readers issues vague) Also, there’s sex in this one. So yeah, general NSFW warning, Praise Kink, Johnny being possessive, Reader is the CEO of praise for Johnny.

AFAB genitals for reader but no gender mentioned. Spit as lube and bareback sex YEEHAW

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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"Mornin' Gyro!" You mumbled as you sat down across from your roommate who sat that the kitchen table. His hair was tied in a messy bun and still wet from his shower, and the dark bags under his eyes were as prominent as ever. He sipped on his coffee, barely registering that you were there. "Buon giorno." He finally answered and his head fell almost onto the table.

"You make a prime example of what everyone thinks medical students look like."

"Handsome as fuck?"

"No, tired and done." Gyro shrugged, accepting your thesis as correct. You quickly went for some coffee yourself since Gyro had already been so kind to make a whole pot, probably to keep downing it to keep working. Exam phase had him in a choke hold currently, and you really didn't envy him.

"It'll be over soon. Then you can go back to your normal days."

"I hope so. The falling asleep on my desk thing is starting to kill me."

"Then sleep in the bed." You stated dryly, but you knew he wouldn't. He took studying very seriously. At least most of the time.

"Have ya seen Johnny already?"

"Nope. You know he sleeps in, especially when he worked all night." You nodded and sat back down across from him.

"You look tired yourself..." Gyro stated and made it sound questioning. "Yeah, a bit. Been sleeping bad as of late." Gyro nodded and took a sip before he continued.

"Feeling worse as of late or any idea what the cause could be?" You chuckled. He was truly cut out to be a doctor.

"Just mentally exhausted. It'll pass by soon probably." The longhaired blond gave you a pleasant smile, he by now too knew of your problems but he would never judge. He was already used to Johnny, and you were his friend too.

Speaking of the blond ex jockey, he came rolling, looking in a worse state than Gyro even.

"Mornin' darlin'." He mumbled and gave you a kiss on the cheek and greeted Gyro before taking his usual space at the table. Just so the little grumpy cat didn't have to bother with his coffee you got up to get a mug for him and filled it with the same liquid that you and Gyro were already consuming. He kindly thanked you as he wrapped his lanky fingers around the ceramic mug.

"We're going to the stables later. You wanna come along?" Johnny asked you but you didn't feel up for it today.

"Sorry, I'll come along next time. But greet the girls from me, yeah?" Gyro stared at you with a confused expression before he got it, nodding.

"You seriously need some sleep Gyro. Proper sleep. Otherwise, you're gonna make me worry that you're gonna crash your car." "Yeah yeah." He mumbled, obviously not taking you seriously.

“Julius.” You warned him and he gasped, playing offended but you got your point across. The day you had found out that Gyro wasn’t his actual name had been chaotic.

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“Hey Julius!” You greeted Gyro who sat with Johnny in the living room, the two formerly busy with a boardgame but at the sound of that name, Gyros head snapped in your direction before he began staring at Johnny.

“YOU FUCKING TOLD THEM?” “No, I didn’t!” Johnny defended himself with Gyro not believing a word. He turned to you and pointed a finger accusingly at Johnny.

“His real name is Jonathan!” You stared confused at the two, not really grasping what has happening here. “Oh wow, what a secret!” Johnny replied sarcastically.

“Oh, then do they know about your other little secret, mhmm?” The teasing tone in Gyros voice had Johnny mad.

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

“Why are only you allowed to tell them secrets!” The two kept screaming at each other, getting only more railed up. You stood there in shook at the sudden shift in tone between them, not wanting to tell Gyro you knew because you had found his lost ID behind the cupboard in the corridor.

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Gyro got up to put his mug into the sink, stating a nap would indeed be nice and disappeared into his room.

"What day is it?" You asked Johnny and he immediately knew he fucked up.

"Wednesday." He mumbled.

"And where were you supposed to be two hours ago?"

"I cancelled it this time." You stared at him blankly.

"That’s not the point. You're not supposed to skip physical therapy constantly." Johnny felt annoyed already. He knew you were more than right, he needed to go. For himself. But he couldn't.

"I know you're struggling right now but walking this path of self-destruction isn't good. You only hurt yourself this way." He didn't reply but you didn't mind.

"I really don't know what's gotten into you recently." With that you left the kitchen too, leaving behind a Johnny who hated that you were right.

Johnny's path of self-destruction had begun about two weeks back when he suddenly skipped his physical therapy, stating he had forgotten.

Can happen once yeah, but not four times in a row. He also seemed a lot more in thought, and he distanced himself.

You let him be at first, knowing Firsthand that sometimes you needed time alone, but Johnny was really pushing it. You weren't mad per se, only disappointed that he kept pushing you and Gyro away to wither away in his room all day.  

You sighed as you let yourself fall onto your bed. Just what set him off you wondered. You couldn't remember anything special happening. "Johnny Day" was still a few months away, his studies were going well, everything was going great.

So, what exactly had happened to sour his mood was a mystery to you. And as much as you hated to admit it but seeing him like this involuntarily made you feel a little miserable too. You couldn’t help him much, which angered you even. Feeling helpless while seeing the person you held dear to your heart ripped it apart.

Not wanting to let your mind be dominated by the dark thoughts that crept up, you reached for your nightstand. Its drawer to be more specific, to get your scrapbook out.

You flipped through the pages, reliving the memories you made with the people you adored most. Be it you three in your Halloween “power puff girls” costumes, Christmas together or just recently when you went out to party together again.

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You shuddered as you downed the alcohol Gyro had brought to the table. “Couldn’t you have gotten something better than this ass-tasting shit?” Johnny complained in your place and Gyro just shrugged.

“Don’t be like that, I can get something else later.” You chuckled along, just feeling beyond happy you went out with the guys.

“Besides you picked this tacky excuse of establishment, so don’t complain now.” Gyro was right. Johnny’s choice of bar wasn’t what either of you had expected. Well, kind of. It was old western/cowboy themed, but you weren’t one to complain.

The wooden interieur was still giving you a comfortable feeling and it certainly was a fun new thing and different from the usual clubs you had visited. The waitresses were running around in cowgirl outfits, completed with hats and everything. Further down the big room was a mechanical bull, where people gathered to cheer on whoever was currently giving it a go. Near it was the music station where a mix of older songs came from.

Johnny followed your gaze down to the open area. “I used to be pretty decent at that!” Johnny commented as he saw you mustering the bull who had just tossed off its rider.

“Really?” You asked astonished and saw the sparkle in his eyes when he told you all about how he was second to the record holder.

“Why not give it a go now Jaw-Knee?” Gyro asked teasingly and the blond shook his head. “Nah, my legs don’t give me enough support just yet. Maybe some other day.” Gyro nodded and held his glass up.

“Then I shall try!” He proclaimed, downed the shot, and began making his way over.

“Come on! Let’s see him make a fool of himself!” Johnny said and tugged on your arm. You laughed wholeheartedly and followed the blond who eagerly went after his friend. Once there Johnny sat comfortably in the front with you behind him, your hands on his shoulders.

You watched two other people before it was Gyros turn finally. He looked his part with his odd hat he always wore while riding and brought along today for the occasion. His flashy golden smile was directed towards you two as he climbed on the bull.

“Do we do time bets?” Johnny asked you and you heard the smirk in his voice. “Oh, hell yeah. Five bucks on 40 seconds.” “Five on more than that.”

You chuckled and watched Gyro confidently flex his arms for fun, making some ladies in the crowd ogle him before he was startled by the sudden movement of the machine. Gyro quickly caught onto the rope part and held it tight, hollering along with the music.

“What a fool.” You laughed and Johnny shook under your fingers from trying to contain his amusement. Around the thirty second mark Gyro wasn’t being so cocky anymore has he was desperately clinging onto the mechanical animal underneath him. One hand still high in the air, the other gripping the rope tight, his legs firmly pressed against it.

“You’re gonna loose.” Johnny sing sang. And he was right. The timer passed forty seconds, Gyros expression now primarily pure concentration, and you knew Johnny had won.

Damn him.

At 53 seconds Gyro was tossed of, landing with an oompf in the cushions not too far away from Johnny and you.

The Italian quickly gathered his hat and exited, striding to his friends quickly.

“Wasn’t that good?” He asked, grin spread wide across his face. The two of you nodded eagerly and you quickly dug around in your pocket to pull out a crumbled five-dollar bill to hand to Johnny.

“Oi, what’s that for?” Gyro questioned. “We bet on your time. Y/N lost.” Johnny explained and happily tugged the bill in his wallet. “Gamblers.” Gyro playfully scoffed and gestured to the bar.

“Then at least be so kind to get us some drinks with the money you earned thanks to me!” Gyro said and Johnny rolled his eyes before making his way over to the bar. You watched after him for a second before Gyro grabbed you and pulled you back to the table.

You two chatted before Johnny came back, a little tray placed in his lap with the drinks on it. “I got us better stuff this time around.” He proclaimed but you watched Gyro snatch one drink and sniff it, his face souring.

“Whiskey? You think that’s better?” He asked and Johnny nodded. “Heck yeah. You just don’t have taste.”

“I’ll get drinks next time if you can’t behave.” You mumbled and grabbed your glass too. In the process of leaning over you kissed Johnny cheek, simply feeling affectionate. Maybe the first round of alcohol already took effect.

“Stahp.” Johnny complained. He was never huge on PDA. Gyro just giggled. “Johnny and Y/N sitting in a tree K-I-S- You’re such a child sometimes.” Johnny interrupted him and took a sip from his glass.

“You both are.” You corrected, now taking a sip too. Man. You were right. They both have no taste.

After you had later introduced them to better tasting alcohol (which they didn’t stick to, since they are stubborn and would rather wallow in their bad tasting stuff), you all just chatted about anything.

How their classes were going, about riding, Gyros funny escapades back when he was still in Italy. It was a great time, everyone having fun, especially Johnny who by now was resting his head on his arm on the table only looking at you with a dreamy expression.

“Ohh, I like this song!” Gyro proclaimed, which you barley registered as you were too busy staring back at Johnny.

You couldn’t help but marvel at his beauty. He looked so pretty in the dimmed lights with the strobe lights occasionally lighting him in blue, green and red.

You were ripped out of you trance and Johnny consequently too when Gyro pulled you with him to dance. Now that your brain didn’t fully focus on Johnny anymore you found your steps and stopped the awkward stumbling after Gyro. You chuckled and danced along with Gyro, who occasionally spun you around. Johnny remained at the stable, seemingly content with just watching you two.

---

You looked at the photo of that evening which served as a reminder in your book. It was you and Gyro dancing, having a great time together. Johnny had been so kind to take that one with his phone and send it to you to print and put in the book.

The book was coming along nicely, as well as all other aspects in your life. Having met Johnny and making your recovery path together with each other’s support has been the best thing in your life. So, it made you even sadder that currently Johnny was stumbling, refusing help from anyone, even you.

“I’m fine.” “Don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Just some minor thing.”

He was playing dumb, hoping the little white lies would satisfy you. But you saw right through him. There was more going on than he wanted you to know. But you were determined to find out, wanting to help him get back on track. Him skipping and cancelling his therapy made you especially warry.

This wasn’t just a bad day, or a bad week as he had claimed.

Frustrated you rolled off your bed, and sat at your desk, booting up your laptop to get some work done. During your time you eventually faintly heard Johnny and Gyro in the living room, probably preparing to go to the stables.

You weren’t sure if you had imagined that, but it sounded almost like Johnny had eventually come over to your door but just stood outside of it before going away. You were unsure if he had wanted to come in and talk or something, but you were almost glad he didn’t.

Because it’d mean the talk would be cut short, probably by an impatient Gyro and therefore barely made any sense. You catch him later and talk to him. Soon enough it was completely quiet, so they probably left.

Snatching your headphones from the corner of the table you kept working away, getting good progress in. A message from a certain Italian had you then take a break. He had sent a photo of Johnny riding happily on the track at the stables.

>He’s in a better mood. Did you talk to him already?< You weren’t the only one who had noticed his change. While Gyro didn’t get him the way you did, he always tries his best to be support for the both of you. And when Gyro caught on that Johnny was skipping therapy, he wished he could help more but his exams had him in a choke hold currently.

>Not yet. Only made my stance clear this morning. I’ll get him later and try to get the answer.<

>Alrighty. Wanna see something beautiful?< >Sure.<

You wondered what Gyro would send now. And of course, it was a selfie with his beloved Valkyrie. >Dork.< You commented dryly.

--

A few hours passed with you later deciding on a break that contained scrolling through various social media sites and getting a drink. Just as you drank the last bit of your iced tea, you heard the front door being closed. You waited for a few minutes, giving the boys time to take off their shoes and relax before you opened your door.

Johnny was already seated at the couch in the living room, looking a little tired. You spotted Gyro hurrying along with a bottle of water into his room, probably going back to studying.

“How’s Slow Dancer?” You asked and got over to the blond, who seemed spooked for a second, obviously not having noticed you. “She’s doing good, just missed you there.” He smiled.

“I’ll come next time yeah?” You plopped down next to him, turning his head with your hand on his cheek to kiss him.

“Stop I smell like horse.” You just shrugged and gave him another, driving home the point that you really didn’t care. “I…I wanted to say sorry.” You raised an eyebrow. Johnny didn’t look at you while he spoke.

“What for?”

“I don’t know. I guess skipping therapy, getting bitchy about the topic. Ya know. All that stuff.” He rubbed his neck and nervously glanced at your face.

“You’re… Not gonna break up with me, right?”

“That’s what you’re worried about, really?” You cocked you head and gave him the most confused look ever.

“Johnny, that’s not what this is about. I wanna know why you suddenly made a one hundred- and eighty-degree turn in behavior. You have been odd recently and I don’t like not knowing what’s going on with you. I can’t help you then.” Johnny kept staring at the floor, kneading his hands nervously.

“Do you remember that time we went out? To the western club?” You made a humming noise, signaling for him to continue.

“Ever since I have been feeling just… Like shit. I don’t know why but… Seeing you dance with Gyro…”

You furrow your brow in confusion, trying to piece together what Johnny is saying. Hesitantly you spoke; “Are you... Jealous?” You questioned carefully, trying to not come to the wrong conclusion.

“I-...I guess. Not of Gyro and you... Rather… I hate not being able to do with you what he can.” Johnny looked away, struggling to explain his feelings.

“I wanted to dance with you so bad. Have you spin around, show off. But I can’t. And it made me realize that… You could always do better.” You heart ached hearing his words.

“Johnny I- No I mean it. There’s a looooot of stuff we can’t do thanks to my lame feet. I’m also often described to have a horrendous personality. And so, I just worry… That someday you’ll find someone better. And leave me like most people in my life did.” You reached for his hand tenderly holding it.

“Don’t even dare to think that. I love you. More than anything else yeah?” You shifted, moving to straddle his lap as you sat on top of him, gently cupping his face with your hands. In his blue eyes you saw the tears that threatened to escape and the sad expression that painted his face.

“I love you.” You repeated, hoping it’d get through his stubborn head.

“You mean it?” Suppressing a sigh, you just leaned down to kiss him slowly. Once you parted you remained just as close to whisper against his lips.

“Of course. You’re perfect Johnny.”

“Now you’re lying.” He retorted and you really wanted to slap him across the face to get him thinking straight. But you knew better, kinder ways.

“I am not. Calling me a liar Johnny? That’s rude. I ain’t lying when I say all these things.” You kissed the corner of his mouth, then moved to pepper his face in kisses.

“I love your hair, it’s so beautiful and soft. Love running my hands through it.” You let your hands do exactly that to put emphasis on your words, pushing his beanie off his head.

“And your eyes are so pretty. I could get lost in them for hours.” You felt Johnny melt in your touch already when you had barley started. Moving your head down to his neck, you continued to kiss him there. His own hands rested comfortably on your waist, holding you steady, as your attack on his neck continued.

“I love being with you Johnny. Be it going riding with you, lay by your side in bed, or just be in the same room as you. You always brighten my day.” From the corner of your eye, you briefly saw a smile on his lips.

“And your smile honey. Its mesmerizing. Also, when you speak with your heavy accent when you wake up. There couldn’t be a cuter thing in the world.” Johnny was not one to handle praise well, he normally pretty dismissive but your words right now went right to his heart, making it flutter with each word you spoke.

“You’re so beautiful.” You whispered and went to suck on his neck, earning a gasp from the man underneath your touch. You bit him, before giving the spot an apologizing lick and went to look at your work.

“You look even prettier like this.” You mumbled, chuckling. “I love you, Johnny Joestar. Only you.” The grasp on your waist grew tighter, you knew he was debating if he should retort or not.

“But I- If you wanna say you’re a selfish asshole, then rest assured that I disagree with that and would rather describe you as thoughtful, humorous and loving.” Johnny’s blond brows furrowed together. You knew him too well.

“Johnny…” You mumbled as you went to put your forehead against his.

“I won’t leave you because you have a difficult day or week. I won’t leave you just because you can’t walk without aid. I won’t leave because you’re snarky sometimes. I will only leave if you ask me to.” The tears in his eyes made their escape as you finished speaking.

“I... I don’t want you to go. Never. I love you Y/N.” You smiled as you reunited your lips again.

“Want me to make you feel better?” You asked in a whisper and immediately you felt the goosebumps on his arms. You removed yourself from him, giving him a moment before you offered him your arm.

“You want help?”

“That’d be nice.” He said and grabbed it, letting you pull him up and use you as support, ditching his crutches that still rested at the end of the couch.

Carefully you moved into your room and let Johnny fall on the bed, who took the initiative and sprawled out, grinning at you from below. He looked pretty and you absolutely couldn’t understand why he’d ever think he wasn’t enough.

Especially the contrast of his still teary eyes and the cocky grin on his lips made him so lovable. And loving him was easy, especially when you two shared a bond so strong, nothing could break it. Johnny pushed himself up with his elbows to grab you hand and pull you on top of him. You adjusted yourself in his lap again, already pushing his hoodie up.

“You’re so impatient.” He commented and you rolled your eyes. How can anyone go from such a bad depressive state to being a cocky asshole. A good-looking asshole even. Well, that was Johnny, the man who masterfully parkoured in-between his emotions ever so often.

Maybe you had that effect on him, lifting his spirits so easily, but you also didn’t want to come off as haughty, accrediting yourself such a power.

So instead, you wrote it off as a Johnny being touch starved thing. When you first noticed how touch starved the blond had been before you felt saddened for a moment before giving him all you got. That’s how your casual cuddles became a thing long before either of you two had serious feelings for the other.

But focusing back on the task at hand you briefly let your fingertips brush over his pale exposed skin, making him shudder and close his eyes. You leaned down, pressing your lips against his skin, feeling his hands grip your hips tightly. You could feel his desire growing with every passing moment and couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement.

You trailed kisses down his chest, taking in the feel of his muscles under your hands as you reached for the hem of his hoodie.

With one swift movement, you pulled it over his head. He let out a gasp as your fingers traced the lines of his abs, a look of pure pleasure in his eyes. He had such a pretty torso and you loved when he let you touch it.

He was more than fit, muscular stomach and arms that you love and adored. Just looking at him like this, in this position and his expression. The reddened cheeks, his hungry eyes, the pale skin that featured freckles on his shoulders and the bridge of his nose to his cheeks, the muscles …

He was perfect.

“And you worry I could find someone better when I have the very best in my bed already.” You mumbled, your hands coming to cup his face. He smiled and closed his eyes, relinquishing the moment.

This was far from the first time you two were intimate, but to Johnny each time was special, simply because he never thought he’d be in such a position.

Sure, he had a promiscuous past, but all those people didn’t mean anything to him, and they quickly turned their back on him once was paralyzed. But you didn’t look at him differently from anyone else.

Your gaze towards him always held love and affection for him, no matter what.

Your hands moved from his face down to his torso, your head coming to level with them and have your lips ghost over his skin.

“You’re so pretty Johnny.” He won’t escape your praise and you would make sure to give him an extra portion today now that you have found out his insecurity made him act like he had the past weeks.

You can feel his muscles tense beneath your touch, but he relaxes into your embrace as you continue to kiss and explore his body. Despite his limitations, he is strong and capable, and you can sense the longing and desire in his eyes as you move lower and lower.

He may not have the use of his legs, but his upper body is just as responsive, and you feel him arching into your touch.

You can tell he's enjoying the moment just as much as you. Your fingers trace over the contours of his chest and abs, eliciting a soft moan from his lips.

“I love how you sound darling.”

“Stop it.” He murmured.

“No.” You softly bit into his skin, earning a gasp.

“I will keep praising you and you will like it, or I will stop.” Johnny groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes.

“Fine.” He muttered through gritted teeth.

“You’re horrible.”

“I know.” You like making him flustered and you knew very well that he was hiding his blush with his arm. Determined to make him come undone and show him your love you continued leaving kisses on his body, occasionally giving him a gentle bit, and licking along his abs.

“I love your body. You’re so fit and well trained.” You complimented him, enjoying the groan that escaped his throat.

Feeling bold you went to went to touch his nipples, pinching one, while licking the other. He responded by arching his back into you, moaning loudly, his free arm coming to grab your wrist.

“You respond so well to me. Let me do more for you.” You quickly got off him and caught him staring at you from under his arm, which he had lifted a little. He was panting, his face flushed.

“You’re gorgeous.” You stated and he groaned. “Stop it already.”

You paid him no mind as you quickly made worked on getting his sweatpants together with his boxers off. “You’re eager.” You heard his comment.

“I’m always eager to make you happy.” You could swear you heard him mumble something, but he was probably just trying to backtalk again. You paid no mind to that. He was always like that, not wanting to accept good things happening to him or compliments.

You gestured for Johnny to move a bit, so his lower legs dangled off the side of your bed with you in-between them. He quickly propped himself on his elbows to watch you. Watching was important to him since the sensation in his legs leaves much to be desired.

You tenderly kiss his soft pale skin on the inside of his thighs and when you looked up to him, he stared intensely at you with his blue eyes. Giving into your playful thoughts you left a hickey there, running your thumb over the dark spot once you were finished.

You noticed the slight pout that began to form on Johnny’s face.

“Getting impatient already?” You asked and wrapped your hand around his dick, much to his delight.

“Yeah. I just really want you.” With a smile you struck your tongue out and began to give him a few teasing licks, watching his brows furrow and him biting his lip.

The blush on his cheeks deepened and it became harder for him to keep his moans from escaping once you took his length into your mouth.

He had lost some sensation in his pelvic area after he became paralyzed but just the visual stimulation of seeing you work on him so dedicatedly made him crazy, so he didn’t mind the slightly numbed feeling when he could look at your head between his legs, with your beautiful eyes occasionally looking up to him. His right hand found its way into your hair, entangling itself in it, as he whispered soft words of praise.

“Ya too kind to me my darlin’.” He spoke with such admiration and warmth to you it had you shudder.

You weren’t on your knees for long, since Johnny soon pulled you up so he could kiss you again while his sneaky hands trailed from your rips down to the waistband of your shorts, playing with the hem just a little before tantalizingly slow pulling them down.

The slowness of his movements was such a contrast to the strong desire you saw in his gaze once he parted from the kiss.

You just rested your arms on his shoulders, smiling down on him was he removed first your shorts and your underwear.

Once that was done his fingertips ghosted over your, his eyes following his fingers as they trailed from your knees to your hips. Then with one swift move he moved his hands back down, hooking them just above your knee to pull you on top of him on the bed.

Johnny couldn’t help but chuckle at your startled expression. His left hand came up to your face to hold you chin. Eager to please you two he dipped two of his fingers into his mouth, not breaking eye contact as he did so.

You felt your face run hot, he was so incredibly hot and lewd once he was in his element, and it wasn’t hard to see why he had so many admires in his past. You were snapped out of your thoughts once you felt his middle finger ghost over your clit, giving you immediate goosebumps and your arms briefly wobbled.

You almost hated how he could have you tremble like that without doing much. He circled your bundle of nerves for a bit before his finger wandered further down and prodded at your entrance.

As he slowly pushed his finger in, he spoke; “Suddenly your compliments stopped.”

You bit back a moan as he moved his finger, curling it, gradually moving it in and out.

“Don’t tell me you suddenly want them without backtalking.” You retorted.

“J’st teasing.” He smiled and kept his eyes fixated on your face, enjoying every single reaction he was able to earn. He added his second finger now and you couldn’t help the moan that escape you.

“Anyone ever told you; you look mesmerizing when you’re confident?” You asked in between the heavy panting, and he immediately deadpanned.

“What? You just complained I stopped.” You smiled at him, only to have your expression falter the next moment when he curled his fingers deep in you again.

“That’s what you get then.” He laughed and you placed your head on his shoulders, panting and moaning against his neck, as his fingers continued their work.

“I should do it more then if this is my reward.” You replied.

Johnny rolled his eyes. He didn’t think that through now. Using your chance to attack his neck, leaving dark red sports behind once you had to let go of his skin.

“Stop marking me.” He growled.

“Shut it.” You just panted and gave him another one. He rolled his eyes, pushing you up and removing his fingers.

“Ready?” He asked, waiting for your go. Instead of replying you reached down between your legs and guided him inside of you.

Once inside you took a moment to adjust and enjoy the feeling of fullness. He lets out a soft moan, his hands coming up to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer to his face again just to reunite your lips in a heated kiss once more. His tongue graciously invaded your mouth, and he angled his head to get better access.

You began moving making him only moan and pant into your mouth, with you quickly doing the same. His hands from your hair moved down to your hips grabbing you, guiding your movement.

You used your arms for better support and positioned them above his shoulders, careful to not accidentally get his hair under your hands and hurt him.

Looking down on him, you studied his face. The way he had his eyes closed, fully focused on the feeling of you on top of him with his dick inside you. The blush on his freckled cheeks, his plush lips he bit into. And you only met this wonderful man who had captured you heart by storm thanks to dumb ideas at a bridge.

Noticing your halt, he opened his darkened, hungry eyes to inspect what had you stop.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, genuinely concerned that he might have hurt you or something which was barely possible but he still worried.

“You’re just so perfect Johnny. Really. I love you.” You saw him tear up a little, nothing new, he was quite emotional especially during sex, and the blush deepen.

“You tell me that now?” He averted his gaze, not being able to stand yours. You shook your head.

“You’re right. Where were we?” You asked and began moving again in a steady rhythm. Johnny gripped his hands harder at your hips again, his nails digging into your skin a little, leaving crescent moon shaped marks.

The noise of skin slapping against skin, both of your heavy breathing and moaning filled the room, with occasional mumbling of an assortment of swearwords. With the steady rhythm, Johnny’s hands all over you skin, the visual stimulation of having the blond being so lewd and gorgeous under you, you felt your climax approaching last.

And when Johnny then began mumbling praise with his heavy accent for you it was over.

“You look so beautiful like that Darlin’. Taking me s’well. You’re all mine.” Giving his words emphasis and knowing by the way your legs trembled and your walls clenching around him that you’d come soon, he pulled you down by your neck, burring his head against it and marking you roughly.

You didn’t mind him being possessive right now one bit. Not when it felt so good.

Your eyes roll back once you finally come, and Johnny enjoyed catching a glimpse of your expression while he was still working on some hickeys.

You clenching his dick through your orgasm only turned him further on, but he kindly let you ride it out on your pace, waiting his turn.

Once you come down from your high a little he whispers in your ear; “Can you keep going for me?”

You nodded lazily, letting him pull you on his chest, one arm wrapping around your back, hand placed at the nape of your neck, the other arm around your waist.

He easily had the strength to move you until you helped him a little. It didn’t take him long to finish after you.

You whispering in his ear dirty praise like “You fucked me so good Johnny.” Really did a number on him.

You laid next to him, lazily cuddling the blond who looked disgusted at the cum on his stomach.

“I feel like the dirties human on earth right now.” He complained and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Want me to distract Gyro so you can quickly get into the shower?” He nodded and went to look for his boxershorts on the floor. You got it for him as well as his crutches once you had quickly thrown your shorts and shirt back on.

“Alrighty, then, Imma go, yes?” You hummed and Johnny, now standing before you awkwardly with only his boxershorts and dried cum on his stomach, nodded.

He was absolutely paranoid of being caught by Gyro in embarrassing situations simply because he accidentally once walked in on you two having sex. He was over excited over his test results and wanted to celebrate, forgetting to knock, and walking into something he never wanted to see again.

Still cringing over the memory, a little you knocked on his door, waiting a moment before he told you to come in.

“Hey, wanted to ask if you got any ideas for dinner?” You asked casually and saw from the corner of your eye Johnny who as quickly as he could disappeared into the bath.

“Not really. Was too busy with getting through this book.” He said and tapped on the thick book underneath him.

“Wanna order something then?” Gyro grinned happily, flashing his grills. “Sounds perfect. No extra stress for anyone.”

“You Sure? You can never choose what you want!” You reminded him.

“No stress in terms of standing in the kitchen then, smartass.” You nodded and went to leave since your distraction mission was done but Gyro spoke up again.

“Judging by your neck you talked with him?”

“Yep.” You replied dryly.

“So, what happened?”

“Nothing to worry much about yeah? Just Johnny being Johnny. You can ask him later.” Gyro agreed to it, and you made your way back to your room to wait until Johnny was finished showering so you could have your turn.

During your wait you simply slumped down in your chair feeling so relaxed. You finally knew what Johnny’s problem was, which meant less worrying sick about that and more focus back on your own betterment, even though you had made good progress since moving and being with Johnny.

But bad days were bad days, they didn’t just go away, and recovery is a long road. Just when you wanted to grab your phone to have something against the boredom Johnny came back, his hair wet and clinging to his face and neck.

“Your turn.” He said and went straight for your bed, falling face forward into it, watching you gather some clothes from your wardrobe.

“Were gonna order something for dinner tonight.” You quickly told him before disappearing to take your shower.

--

Once done with your shower you encountered both Gyro and Johnny in your room.

“You need to pick what you want!” Gyro proclaimed and shoved his phone in your hand. Quickly skimming through the menu, you decided on your favorite, before handing it back to Gyro.

“Alright. I’m gonna finish the rest of my book and then we can play video games or something together later. I really need a break!” The Italian spoke as he stretched for a second and then went to leave.

“Can’t wait ‘til his tests are done. I actually kinda miss having him around.” Johnny said as soon as Gyro was out of earshot.

“Me too. Maybe we can go out together again, have fun.” You agreed and climbed on the bed next to Johnny. The blond happily pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your head.

“I’m sorry for making you worry.” Johnny was being awfully docile as of now. Admitting he misses having Gyro around, actually apologizing…

“It’s alright. But next time just talk directly about it instead of bottling it all up yeah?” Johnny nodded weakly, pulling you fully down on the mattress with him, so he could have your head rest on his chest, petting your hair lovingly.

“You…” He started, hesitating for a second. “I did make you more depressed though right?”

“No, don’t worry. Im just happy you’re feeling a little better. Have you spoken to your therapist about all of that?”

“I skipped that one too.” You raised your head and stared at him with an annoyed expression. “Seriously?”

“It just was a lot… I wasn’t completely honest to you about why I was so down.” You narrowed your eyes.

“My dad reached out and wanted to talk. There simply was so much on my mind and I wanted to be alone in my room all day. Hide from everything. And once I skipped the first few appointments, I felt bad for lying to you. And then shit just spiraled.” Johnny adverted his eyes, not able to withstand your gaze. You carefully took his hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Yeah, that is a lot, you’re right. But you told me now. And we can work on it together again, like always.”

Together. The word echoed through Johnny’s mind.

“Remember when my toxic ex friend saw us in the city, and I was feeling like shit after that?” The blond nodded.

“You were there for me, even if I hadn’t told you why I was feeling like shit. You simply made me some lunch, brought it here and stayed the whole day by my side, watching old movies with me. And I will always do the same for you. We support each other. And currently its my turn to be there for ya, okay?”

He turned to look at you again, the sincerity in your expression and voice touched his heart and he wondered if you felt the similar when he did the same for you.

“You’re right.”

“I knew you’d see it my way.“  You smiled and gave him a loving kiss.

“About the thing with your dad, have you given it much thought yet?“ Johnny shook his head, tickling you a little with his hair in the process.

“Not really. I haven’t decided what I want to do. I just have the mail that he sent.“

“Talk about it in your next therapy session. Maybe it’ll help you decide what you want. But whatever it is in the end, I’ll be there to support you. I have your back.“

“And I have yours. Even if I didn’t do a good job recently. I’ll make it up to you.“ You chuckled and kissed him once more.

“Good. Because I have a stressful week of work ahead.“

“Then I will make sure to make it a little less stressful. If theres anything you need just let me know.“

“I just need you close. That’s all.“ And to emphasize that, you hugged him even closer.

[keroanya]

and i shouldn’t cry, but i love it

johnny joestar x afab! reader

cw: n.sfw, soft sex, post sbr, reader is a tad bit depressed :(

too lazy to get a word count atm, but it’s a tad short^^

a/n: i’m sorry for not being here :(( i’ve been real sick lately, and i’m trying to take care of myself. i’m still pretty sick but definitely not as bad, just very sniffly :(

the quaint house would’ve been silent at this time, it should be and usually is. ever since you’ve gotten back from that life-altering race, nights like these have filled the once somewhat-uncomfortable silence that once plagued your cottage.

- the man you met, johnny joestar, almost immediately flipped your world on it’s side and changed it for the better. he kept you company on those lonely nights in the desert when his friends antics got the best of your tired bodies and minds. whether it be sitting in comfortable silence by the campfire, or cuddling next to each other in a tent, he managed to bring a smile to your face and helped you feel secure with someone. -

but, that was months ago, and ever since then, sweet sounds filled your ears during those depressing moments. and here you are now, listening to them again, experiencing them again.

his sweet touches seemed to linger just a little longer than usual tonight, and his pace seemed slower than usual.

you didn’t want those hot tears to free themselves, but alas, they did. in almost an instant, the man slowed down and raised himself over you.

“are you alright?” he whispered, resting his hand on your cheek.

“i’m doing well, just happy.” you choked out whilst reaching your hands around the blonde, pulling him down into your chest. he lays himself onto you, arms sliding around your figure. his head resting on your right breast.

“i’m guessing. we both needed this.” johnny sighs, turning his head slightly to sneak his way into your neck, leaving soft kisses on his way. the male propped himself up and began to hold your chest whilst continuing the soft pace he set earlier in the night.

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Hello everyone! I decided to make a masterlist to make it easier to browse through my account <3 Enjoy

Part 1

- speedwagon cute scenario

- insane in the brain - Jonathan Joestar (NSFW)

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Part 2

- caeser zeppeli x pillar woman

- baby…s? - caeser zeppeli (NSFW)

- please! - joseph joestar (NSFW)

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Part 3

- Jotaro Kujo scenario

- good cop bad cop - polnareff (NSFW)

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Part 4

- “would you still love me if i was a worm?” with the duwang gang

- Rohan Kishibe and Bruno Bucciarati romantic headcanons

- baking with each duwang gang member

and you can request more for this part!

Part 5

Bucci gang

- F!reader confronts bucci gang for always making her seduce the enemies instead of fighting

- Karaoke with each bucci gang member

- each bucci gang member walking in on their partner trying to become a super saiyan

- drunk confessions on each bucci gang member

- bucci gang headcanons

- “i could kiss you rn!” with each bucci gang member

- bucci gang members react to reader calling them husband

- bucci gang members getting a boner bc of their crush

- bucci gang after making unemotional s/o laugh

- bucci gang with a member who has a creepy doll aesthetic (platonic)

- bucci gang with girlfriend who has big boobs

- bucci gang with a goth reader who has a cute stand

- bucci gang with their s/o clinging onto them because they miss them

Bruno Bucciarati

- Bruno Bucciarati and Rohan Kishibe romantic headcanons

- bruno bucciarati finds out his shy crush is a former mafia asassin headcanons

- birthday desert - bucciarati (NSFW)

Narancia Ghirga

- Narancia with an awkward partner headcanons

- narancia ghirga boyfriend headcanons

- narancia as a stay at home dad

- narancia confessing to his shy crush

- narancia as a father general headcanons

Guido Mista

- taste test - guido mista (NSFW)

Leone Abbacchio

- yeehaw! - abbacchio (NSFW)

La Squadra

- la squadra with a goth reader who has a cute stand

and you can request more for this part!

Part 6

- Stone Ocean men getting a boner bc of their crush

- Weather report bf headcanons

- Tethered by Fate - jolyne cujoh WLW story

and you can request more for this part!

Part 7

- the big three - gyro x johnny x reader (NSFW)

and you can request more for this part!

General

- each jojo walking in on you trying their clothes

- trying makeup on the jobros

and you can request more!

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Request Rules

I don’t have any strict rules for requests, but I don’t write smut (unless I feel like it, so if you request smut and I don’t respond I apologize), I do write NSFW headcanons/scenarios, but the scenarios don’t lead to anything, also no yandere! Also if my bio says request open then no need to ask if I’m taking requests <3 Have fun with the asks! :P (I apologize if I don’t respond quickly to your requests, I won’t always be able to do that, so please be patient! I frequently get busy with my day to day chores so responding to requests will take time, I am sorry in advance for any delays)

[cowboycakes]

How big are Johnny and Gyro's dicks?

i knew someone was gonna ask this

here's some brief gyro and johnny dick +pubes headcanons. eat up, babes (pun fully intended.) mdni.

johnny: 5 1/2 inches. nice girth that feels fucking perfect inside. pretty and veiny. doesn't really have a curve. he's a lighter pink color with a red-ish tip. he's got soft, blonde pubes and a cute little happy trail.

gyro: painfully large. he's never put a ruler to it. he doesn't need to. he knows it's big just from the sounds everyone makes when he puts it in. curves upwards, hits that spot deep inside you just right. darker tan/purple-ish color. not cut. thick with lots of thick veins. super hairy. his pubes are dark and coarse. he has a hairy tummy and ass and thighs, too <3.

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Mrs.Valentine’s Master list

Requests are always opened :)

Ao3

Art commissions: OPEN

Twitter

Deviant art

Art tag - #valsart + #myart

MINORS DNI!

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Spicy

Smut + fluff

JJBA

Part1: Phantom Blood

Jojo kink hc smut + fluff

Virgin Jonathan joestar x f!reader smut

Part2: Battle Tendency

Caesar zeppeli x f!reader mommy kink smut

Joseph x f!reader tickling spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part3: Stardust Crusaders

Polnareff x f!reader stripping smut

Voyurism and exhibitionism DIO x f!reader smut

Part4: Diamond Is Unbreakable

4taro gagging f!reader smut

Tonio x f!reader fluff

Kira x f!reader breeding smut

Jojo kink hc smut

4taro x f!reader smut

4taro x f!reader sexting smut

Part5: Golden Wind

La squadra x f!reader smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader rough sex smut

Melone x f!reader smut

La squadra kink hc smut

Formaggio x f!reader stuck in a wall smut

DP(1 hole) Melone x f!reader x prosciutto smut

Bruno x f!reader pegging smut

Melone foot fetish x f!reader smut

Prosciutto x f!reader sensory deprivation smut

Formaggio x f!reader role reverse smut

Somnophillia mista x f!reader smut

DP(2 holes) Abbachio x f!reader x Bruno smut

Abbacchio x f!reader Size difference + loss of virginity smut

Ghiaccio x f!reader virginity loss smut

La squadra x f!reader smut

Mista x Abbachio x Bruno x f!reader smut

Part6: Stone Ocean

Anasui x f!reader roleplay spicy

Jojo kink hc smut

Part 7:Steel Ball Run

Funny valentine x reader x scarlet valentine smut

Gyro zeppeli x m!reader smut

Sbr bj headcanons smut

Funny Valentine x f!reader smut

Johnny Joestar x f!reader fluff

Johnny Joestar x f!reader x Funny Valentine smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader angst

Sbr dick hc + how they Fuck smut

Funny Valentine headcanons fluff

Gyro zeppeli x reader x johnny joestar smut

Funny valentine x f!reader smut

Funny Valentine nsfw alphabet smut

Gyro zeppeli nsfw alphabet smut

Johnny joestar x f!reader lactation kink smut

Dacryphillia (tears or sobbing)+ semi sadomasochism: Funny Valentine smut

Semi public handjob JohnnyJoestar x f!reader smut

Jojo kink hc smut

Funny valentine kink hc+ what he likes in a girl smut

Sbr (minus gyro) random hc fluff + smut

Tf2

Check up: Medic x f!reader smut

Dear doctor: medic x f!reader pantie play smut

Get free: medic x f!reader x enemy spy smut

Lerne deutsch: medic x f!reader smut

Medic x f!reader: NSFW alphabet smut

First time: medic x f!virgin!reader smut

Caught redhanded: sniper x f!reader smut

Heavy x f!reader: stomach buldge imagine smut

Hysteria: medic x f!reader smut

Beg for your life: red team x blu!f!reader smut

Priest Medic x f!reader smut

Sniper x f!reader: pantie kink smut

Spy/Sniper/Scout/Engi playlists fluff

Scout x virgin!fem!reader x sniper smut

Sniper x f!reader: that’s how we do it in a bush smut

Spy, Scout, Sniper, Medic getting high spicy

Sniper x f!reader: Valentine’s Day Tehe smut

Cold night: Sniper x f!reader: smut smut

SniperxF!reader: teaching how to shoot a gun spicy

Easy killin’: Red sniper x f!Blu reader smut

Teasingly: Sniper x f!reader x Spy smut

Tight space: Sniper x f!reader smut

Mine, all mine: Yan!Sniper x f!reader smut

Support class: how they fuck, kink and dick hc smut

Defense class: how they fuck, kink and dick hc smut

Bottoms up: Engie x f!reader smut

[brayneworms]

jojo's bizarre adventure.

series.

none as of yet.

headcanons.

none as of yet.

oneshots.

gouge away (if you want to) | johnny joestar

johnny never thought he'd be able to feel like this again, 2,4k, smut

disabled johnny, prostate orgasm, kissing, elements of ableism, crying after sex.

love you (just a little too much) | jolyne cujoh

jolyne is your best friend, and her boyfriend is a scumbag, 4.6k, smut

praise kink, infidelity, obsession, childhood friends, yandere undertones, oral sex, pet names

[i-like-ratsssss]

Intro <3

Here’s a silly intro I finally wanna make. 🧍‍♂️

I’m Ray, I’m a minor but I’m okay with older jokes. (Not weirdo jokes.) I’m Bigender, Mousegender and Bisexual. :3 I prefer She/Her and They/Them but I don’t really care.

Fandoms ✨

The Outsiders

The Breakfast Club

One Piece

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures

Hobbies ✨

Drawing

Writing

Talking about interests

Reading

Favorite/Comfort ✨

Johnny Cade

Keith “Two-Bit” Mathews

Andrew Clark

Allison Reynolds

Brian Johnson

Tony Tony Chopper

Buggy the Clown

Thatch

Kakyoin Noriaki

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

Jonathan Joestar

Caesar Zeppeli

What I will write ✨

Smut

Angst

Romance

Fluff

x Reader

Ships

x OCs

headcanons

Age regression

Pet regression

What I won’t write ✨

Zoophilia

anything to do between animals and romance

pedophilia/rape

That’s It!! :D Hope you enjoyed that little intro lol