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junimosity · 24 days ago

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⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆Stirring Skyscrapers - Pt. 2⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

part 1 - part 2

pairing: HarveyxAFAB!Reader

summary: after a rockslide blocks the road back to stardew valley, you find yourself stuck in zuzu city for the weekend. luckily for you, you weren't the only one at the bus stop - but make it the sequel

w.c.: 4.7k

warnings: 18+ (MDNI), no beta (we die like grandpa), fluff and smut, more cigarettes, mentions of alcohol, confessions, confessions! , sex under the influence, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex (pls wrap it up), creampie, idk what else to say just read it pls!!!

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It didn’t take long for you and Harvey to reach a mutual point of realizing it was time to go home. You composed yourself the moment you’d stumbled slightly on the dance floor, Harvey finding himself giving you a hand without question. You took it, although you didn't really need it, having danced out most of the alcohol that was sitting on your stomach full of an excellent, not to mention free, meal.

“Mm, let’s get back to the hotel before it gets any later. Don’t wanna miss the,” Harvey hiccuped a little, “check out time.”

He was oddly well spoken for the amount of shots you’d both consumed, but it didn’t surprise you, not when you didn’t feel very far over the edge of inebriation yourself. You nodded in return, guiding him from the hand he offered you back to the coat check.

“Ah, I think it’s here sm’where,” you patted yourself, much like he had back at the bus stop before, but with much less worry. “Aha!”

Harvey swallowed against the tightness in his throat as you pulled the two coat check stubs out of your bra. You cringed a bit at the dampness from all that dancing before handing them to the attendant with an apologetic grin. They rolled their eyes as they found your coats, you and Harvey both warm enough to not put them back on as you exited the club.

The streets were alive- eleven in the evening on a weekend, the busiest hour for the clubs of Zuzu. There was a line outside of the club you’d just left, some much younger people cheering as space opened up for them to enter. You and Harvey gave each other a mildly drunken glance at the hollers, laughing abruptly as you began to pace together, much slower than the party goers of the evening.

“Wanna walk?” you asked, eyeing the overflowing subway station.

“Please,” Harvey sighed in relief. “I think’ve had ‘nough crowds for today.”

You thought back to just twenty minutes before, as a group of college boys formed a circle around him, cheering him on to do a handstand. He was clearly thinking of the same moment as he looked at his hands, probably remembering the sticky feeling of the dance floor. Remembering he’d washed them very shortly after, you felt a little urge to take a while longer.

“Cig’rette?” You offered with a slur, finding the near full pack in your jacket. He obliged, grabbing the lighter from his own as you two lit up. The two of you found the entrance to a park nearby, glittering skyscrapers towering over the well maintained oaks, fractals of city lights shining through their leaves onto the pavement below. “We can get to the hotel through here.”

“Lead the way,” Harvey spoke through a puff.

The two of you began through the park, the night breeze chilling your sweat covered skins. This was as fresh as the air got around here, the scent of rubber and gasoline carried within it. It made your cigarettes smell akin to fresh stardew valley flowers.

“If’m being honest with ya, I can’t really picture ya living here,” Harvey said, his voice a little hoarse after having to yell to communicate in the club.

“Hmm,” you responded as you took a puff.

“I don’t mean it in a bad way, I just, uh,” He trailed off, trying to find the right words.

“No, no, I didn’t take it that way. I actually agree with ya,” you smiled.

“Oh?” Harvey quietly inquired.

“It’s hard for me to imagine how my life was before moving to the valley. It’s the smallest chapter of my life so far, but it kind of feels like I’ve been there the whole time. Or, like, I hadn’t really started living yet.”

“I know what ya mean,” Harvey laughed.

“Do tell.”

“Well,” he flicked some ash off as the park became quieter, the bustling club scene disappearing behind the oaks. “For starters, the whole Dave thing was a pretty strange start to my adult life.”

“Understandable,” you urged him to continue.

“And after that, I did my residency in Grampleton. That was, well, Grampleton,” he shivered a little. “I found m’self working in the free clinic there more than the O.R., and I fell in love with it. Times were rough in the city then, and I found a listing for an ‘urgently needed physician’. It was Lewis, believe it or not.”

“So you moved to the valley on a whim?”

“Juuust like you,” Harvey slurred a bit, tie still wrapped around his head. It let you relax, not feeling like you had to try so hard to appear sober.

“I’ll be damned, doctor Harvey,” you let out, stretching your arms above your head, jacket catching on the breeze. “You really are just like me. How did I not know any of this?”

“I guess I don’t really like to talk much about my time before Pelican Town. Never had much context to share with anyone,” he turned to you as you walked, your steps a little lazy. “Not neeearly as much context as introducing someone to Dave.”

“Pshh, you don’t need Dave to make your personal history interesting. You’re fuckin’ cool, Harveeey!” you laughed. “Don’t be mean to yourself.”

“You keep sayin’ that and I’mma have to-” Harvey very quickly heard himself, taking a drag of his cigarette to shut himself up as his eyes flew wide.

“Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do?” You laughed again, turning to see him stopped a few steps back. “Harvey? Y’okay?”

“I-uh, I think I’ve had too much to drink,” he tried to make himself sound far more sober than believable. He sounded like that after only a single sip of wine.

“Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?” You attempted as well, coming up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder with concern. “We’re almost out of the park, we can grab a bottle of water at the mini-mart on the corner.”

“(Y/N),”

“You know, if we walk through the grass we can get to the 8th street Joja, they’ll have electrolytes,”

“(Y/N), Harvey continued as you looked around.

“C’mon, there’s a bench right there,” you didn’t listen, instead sitting down a few paces ahead. Harvey sighed out a little, placing himself next to you, awkwardly far. You turned to him quizzically, reaching over to grab the tie above his head and bring it back around his neck. You scooted closer to him as you fixed it under his undone collar, leaving it nice and loose. Your leg brushed up against his, and he breathed in deeply.

Silence took over the two of you as you looked out into the dark park.

“I need to talk to you about something,” Harvey breathed after a while, putting out his cigarette in the trash can next to the bench. “But it might be a topic better discussed in sobriety.”

“Oh no, am I in trouble, doc?” you tried to laugh, but your heart began to race a little. Were you in trouble? Was he about to place a boundary with you? Not that it would be a bad thing, but you thought you were having fun, perhaps even opening another chapter of your bond with him.

“No! Yoba, definitely no,” he panicked a little, putting his hands up as he tried to turn back to you. He didn’t make the turn all the way though, finding himself facing directly forward into the park. You brought your head forward, trying to catch a glimpse of his face head on. Yoba, he was red. More red than the moment before. You almost asked if he was okay again when he closed his eyes and blew out a long breath. “I could never be angry with you.”

“What’s wrong, Harvey?” you asked a bit softer, realizing this was not a physical problem. Something was really weighing on him. Was it Dave? The club? Surely not after his breakdancing debut. Was it the hotel? Your heart rate quickened further. You really thought this night was headed in a much different direction. How stupid could you have been to think that little fantasy of yours would play out? Only one bed, how foolish it was. There was no chance in hell that you’d share it with him, let alone-

“(Y/N), can I ask you to-” he swallowed, “do something for me? You can say no. I won’t be offended, I won’t take it to heart. The last thing I want to do is make you uncomfortable.”

“Harvey,” you shook your head a bit, placing a hand on his forearm. “You couldn’t make me uncomfortable if you tried.”

The redness returned to his face. He could feel it himself, but he was too far into this to let it go now.

“Can I kiss you?” Harvey asked, barely above a whisper.

Your ears began to ring.

What in the fresh hell were you just telling yourself in your head? Your internal monologue of self-sabotage dissolved faster than the antacid you knew you’d have to take in the morning.

“About damn time,” you said, considerably more enthusiastic than he expected.

His head whipped to you as you clamped your mouth shut.

“Wh-What do you mean?” he puttered, his arms relaxing.

“Harvey, I’ve had a thing for you since the day I caught you in aerobics. You couldn’t tell?”

“But… but that was so not…“

“What? Hot? Harvey, you were wearing shorts. Have you seen how hot your thighs are?”

“Oh my Yoba,” he almost whimpered, moving to hide his head in his hands.

“Don’t get shy on me now!” You laughed, pulling his arm away to reveal his beet red face broken out in laughter. “Seriously, Harvey!”

“I can’t believe you thought that was hot.”

“Sexy, even, if we’re having a moment of honesty.” You laughed along. “If I’m telling you, you gotta tell me.”

“Oh, I couldn’t,” he pulled away with more laughter.

“Unfair!” you bantered with a playfully dropped jaw. “I just totally called your thighs sexy!”

“You can’t judge me when I tell you, okay?” He simmered down a little. You nodded obediently, wiggling to situate yourself with your hands on your lap, very patiently. Harvey looked at you, biting the inside of his cheek before finding the tree ahead of him very interesting. “Your first check up.”

“No fucking way!” you yelled, composed posture breaking. “You little pervert!”

“No, not like that!” he lightheartedly defended through his amusement. “You were so cute, and so nervous. You said it was because it was your first time to the doctors in a while but your chart said you had been the month before you moved to the valley. Also, your arms are super strong and-”

“I knew it!” you teased, blushing just as wildly as he. “You think I’m hot!”

Harvey turned to you as you laughed again, his own simmering down with a sense of relaxation and remembrance, recalling your presence on the day you first met, the way his breath hitched as you introduced yourself, bringing in your records to sign up as a patient.

“No, that wasn’t it, actually.” he breathed, situating himself back into the bench, a leg coming up as his arm slid atop the back. “I knew it from the moment I first saw you. Before you even told me your name.”

You couldn’t help but sit up straight at the confession, this taking a much more serious turn than you expected. Your heartrate didn’t cease to reflect that.

“You came into the clinic like the first crocus in the snow. I knew warmer days were ahead when you smiled, and that they were here to stay when you said hello. You told me your name, and I haven’t thought of a word in any language as meaningful since.”

Your mouth parted as you let out a breathless gasp, the little air in your lungs swept away by his words.

“All that said, though, you’re hotter than the sun…”

“Oh my yoba,” you boisterously laughed, the sound echoing off the nearby trees and through Harvey’s ribcage. He laughed with you, albeit much quieter, much preferring to hear your voice over his own. Your hand found its way over your mouth, trying to quiet yourself down, but Harvey reached across to you, entwining his hand with yours.

“Can I kiss you, (Y/N)?”

“Please do,” you shook your head as you breathed out your answer, the two of you leaning in to greet the twin tastes of tequila and tobacco upon each other's lips. Neither of you needed much encouragement to find your hands much more than intertwined, grabbing at his tie to bring him closer as he pulled you by your waist. You two couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, your teeth clacking together as you laughed into one another breathlessly. Eventually, breathlessness superseded the kiss, your foreheads leaning together.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long, Harvey,” you breathed out, “truth be told, long before the aerobics incident.”

“Calling that an ‘incident’ is crazy,” he laughed again, “but go on.”

“Ahh, I'm so embarrassed by it! It’s not, like, an appropriate moment for me to have felt that way…” you pleaded.

“I think we’re a little past that now…” Harvey assured you, bringing a hand to rest on your cheek.

“Okay…” you sucked in a breath, looking away. “You might not remember, but it was at Evelyn and George’s, when I stopped in with the tulips…”

“The home visit, oh I remember. Only time George has ever taken my advice, and it was because of you.”

“Yeah! That day… you were so, so patient with him. Having only just moved into my grandpa’s a few months before, I had a lot of memories about him in his last years resurfacing. And that care, attention, patience… all of those things you gave to George… Those are things my grandpa really needed then. It made me realize so much about my priorities in life, the people I surround myself with, the kind of person I’d want to grow to such an age with�� that you were that kind of person.” You bit your lip, unable to worry about saying too much. It was already said. “I’m sorry that wasn’t as, uh, poetic of a confession…”

“You’d want to…” Harvey almost panted again, his breath hitching in his throat as his brows furrowed.

“Ah, sorry, maybe that was a bit too much to share…” you attempted to backtrack, but Harvey pulled your chin to face him before you could get out another word. Your heart fluttered at his focused gaze, his chest heaving as if you’d just stepped off of the dancefloor. Whatever you’d just said flipped a switch in his demeanour.

“I’m going to kiss you again.” He panted. “After that, we’re going to go back to the hotel. From there, you decide what happens. We go to sleep and talk this through another day, or-”

“Definitely Or,” you leaned into him without question, placing a far more intentional display of affection on his suddenly stoic lips. There was no more clacking of teeth or escaped breaths from giggles. In that moment, your lips pushed firmly against one another, a message displayed so clearly that it signaled the two of you to find your way back to the hotel with haste.

The door swung open behind you as Harvey continued to kiss you, grabbing him by his tie again to both prevent you from falling and guide him to the edge of the king sized bed.

“Wait,” Harvey breathed into you as you reached the bed, the back of your knees almost buckling, threatening to send you backwards. You broke apart from him heatedly, your own breath needed a moment to catch up with the sudden relocation. The two of you breathed hard in such close proximity, your hands flattening his loose tie over his wrinkled shirt. “I want to do this right.”

You sighed a little, almost in an expended laugh, but decided to hold back against questioning. If you’d learned anything tonight, it’s that Harvey rarely did anything without intention. Whatever he was thinking was in your best interest.

“Okay,” you breathed, a gentle smile finding your face. “I trust you.”

His heart squeezed at your display of confidence in him. He’d had plenty of time to think long and hard about how he’d treat you in a moment of mutual passion. Your eyes, although patient and listening, told him loud and clear.

Tell me.

Looking down to his feet for just a moment, he pulled off his glasses and folded them, placing them on the desk just behind. He returned his attention to you, grip tightening on your waist as he ever slightly tilted his chin up, looking down to you over his beautiful large nose.

“I could keep you like this forever,” he breathed, running his hands over your bare arms, bringing them up to your cheeks. “Looking at me like that.”

“I could say the same,” you whispered back, closing your eyes and leaning into one of his hands. His breath quickened as you looked back to him through your lashes, a cheeky smile slipping through your earnest disposition.

“Gosh,” he breathed, shaking his head ever so slightly. “I’ve thought about this time and time again… what would happen if I ever got the chance… what I would do to you,” he trailed off, feeling himself harden against his trousers at the thought. “Now that I have you here, I don’t know where to start.”

You smiled audaciously, biting at your lip.

“I have an idea,” you began, hands sliding up his chest, feeling him shiver beneath you. You kept your eyes on his as you unbuttoned his shirt, one by one, taking a moment to brush the backs of your fingers along the bottom of his abdomen. You could see him tense under the dark line of hair, the path to your wants and needs, and you couldn’t help but suck in a breath at the feeling.

Harvey stilled your hands as you grasped at his belt buckle, shaking his head with a gentle ‘not yet’ before removing his shirt and sliding his tie off. He found your lips again and gently led you backwards onto the bed.

You released a few gentle moans as he trailed kisses down your neck and onto your chest, just to where your shirt stopped above your breasts. He helped you pull it over your head, bra following it, before laying you back down, kissing intently yet softly at your breasts. The cool air of the hotel stiffened your nipples immediately, garnering Harvey’s diligence. His tongue slipped out atop your nipple, the wet feeling making your hand find the back of his head as you groaned out. He pinched at the other; softly first, as if testing the waters, before going at it again a little harder. Your back arched into him in response, making him glance up at you while continuing his treatment.

Your lips parted at the crossroads of ecstasy, eyes shut but not clamped, hot breath escaping through the gentle whimpers you let out. This was what he wanted, waited for, for so long. He groaned against your breast, beckoning a stronger one out of you as the vibration made a divine stimulation. You almost whined as you felt him leave your chest, but looking down to see him reaching for your waistband made you shut right up. You sat partially to help him leverage your pants off, watching as his eyes fixated themselves on your panties. You blushed, more than already necessary, at the realization. You were still wearing a thong, the spare pair you brought so as not to show panty lines beneath your wedding guest dress. You didn’t get a chance to explain before he sat back, discarding your pants behind him, and gave you the most hot-blooded look of astonishment you’d ever seen on a man’s face.

“You were wearing these all night long?” he whimpered, his finger tracing along their lacy edge at the corner of your thigh. His desirous stupor made you clench over air. “Fuck,” he sighed, falling back down to your hips, placing a kiss over your lower stomach before bringing his mouth over your barely covered heat.

“I think I’ll have to wear these more often,” you playfully spoke, propping yourself up onto your elbows as he rubbed his fingers gently over your clothed folds.

“Please, oh, please,” he could barely speak above a whisper as his head fell against your thigh, moving the tiny piece of fabric to the side. The air hit you with an extra chill, letting you know just how wet he’d made you. Harvey’s breath caught again as he exhaled against you. He brought a finger over them, getting a feel for just how wet you were, the sensation sending a chill across your whole body.

Harvey wasted no further time basking in your resplendence, sending his exploratory finger into your yearning pussy.

Your eyes rolled a little, focusing on the new feelling of his finger gliding within you. He felt around diligently, eyes flicking up to your face as he tested each spot, until your nose scrunched a little against a certain area.

“There we go,” he purred against you, placing a gentle kiss to your clit as he caressed the same spot again. Your chest heaved and he could feel you clench against his finger, beginning to draw small circles over your clit with his tongue. You let yourself fall backwards, elbows giving out as he immediately assessed your hidden need. His pace quickened upon your face disappearing from his vision, a second finger finding its way inside before your legs began to respond. He held your waist down with his free hand, secretly thanking Yoba for giving him a reason not to touch himself then and there.

“H-” you croaked, “Harvey, mm soo,”

“Go on,” he groaned into you, that same vibration making your body quiver, “I wanna taste you.”

“Oh fuck, Harvey, fuck!” you whined out loudly, hips pushing against his pressing arm as the stimulation brought you over the cloudline. He groaned again, feeling you squeeze against his slowing fingers.

Your breathing evened as you felt your heartbeat across your body, looking down to see Harvey staring up at you in a lust-drunk trance, your wetness across his lips and chin. He found your eyes and immediately brought his hands under your thighs and over your hips, sliding you to the edge of the bed. He leaned down and gave the taste of you to your own lips in a series of sloppy kisses, hairy chest radiating heat over your exposed body, pulling away to stand and look down on you.

Beneath him, cheeks flushed, eyes heavy, bare chest adorned by the full color of your stimulated nipples, rising and falling. He did the thing again, raising his chin ever so slightly as he took you in. Slowly, his hands moved to his belt buckle, undoing it and discarding it Yoba knows where, all while maintaining steadfast eye contact with you. You brought yourself back onto your shoulders to get a better look, eyes breaking away from him reluctantly as he unzipped his pants and sent them to the floor.

You couldn’t help but salivate at the immense girth that revealed itself, an eyebrow quirking upwards as you pictured the sensation of that rubbing up against the same spot his fingers found. Without question, you brought your knees up to your chest, spreading them out slowly, your fingers widening on your inner thighs.

What an invitation. A flower opening up to be pollinated, fertilized. The sweetest of fruits in a beautiful garden, beckoning him to enter.

He didn’t though, at least not yet, as he leaned down over you once again, inspecting your begging features with such earnestness before placing one more gentle kiss upon your lips. You gasped into him as you felt him breach your entrance, your soaking walls stretching wide to welcome him. He gasped again, eyes glued to yours as he slowly found himself fully sheathed within you. Your eyebrows quivered as he retracted, slowly letting himself out before entering fully again, faster and faster. You both groaned into each other as he found a pace, the sound of your union echoing off the high-rise windows.

He was significantly more vocal than you expected, soft moans parting his lips and going into yours, your own like echoes of his lustful cries. Your legs closed over his back, ankles locking him over you as he found that spot again, his hips kicking it up a notch. Your arms flew under his and over his back, wrapping your hands around his shoulders at the heightened momentum.

You whispered praises to each other, both of you emphasising just how good one was making the other feel. Harvey couldn’t tear his gaze away from you, tracking your reactions with every thrust, even when you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer. He could feel you inching closer to another orgasm around him, your walls quivering around his aching cock. He grit his teeth as you clenched further, your orgasm washing over you with so much force that your legs tightened around him. He couldn’t stop it, couldn’t fight against you as you brought him into you, letting himself release at the deepest point. You both moaned into a kiss, sloppy and panting as he fully stilled within you, his arms resting by your head.

“Fuck,” you moaned as Harvey rested his head atop yours, pulling himself out, the sound of your mixed orgasms echoing your words. He collapsed beside you, falling on his side to face you and rub a thumb over your cheek. He was still watching you as you turned onto your side to face him as well.

“You alright, darling?” he questioned, thumbing at a bead of sweat atop your temple. The name almost made you ready for another round, but you opted for a gentle smile instead.

“I’ve literally never been better,” you breathed, running a hand over his hairy chest. He grabbed it gently, bringing it to his mouth to place a gentle kiss.

“I’ll be back in a moment,” he said against your hand before quickly standing up, finding his briefcase thrown off the bed where he’d placed it before.

“What are you doing?” You called, rolling over a little to see him looking through the bag clumsily.

“Aha,” he cheered quietly before returning to you, tissues in one hand and a couple of suspiciously shaped foil packets containing something round.

“You’re so sweet, Harvey, but isn’t it a bit late for a condom?”

He laughed as he left the tissues on the bed before walking over to the bathroom, returning monetarily with two glasses of fizzing water.

“They’re antacids, for the alcohol. Drink up,” he handed you a glass and clinked his own against yours before. You chuckled as you drank, not wasting a moment to wonder how the hell he knew you were thinking of taking one. He finished his quickly and grabbed the tissues from the bed, scooting over to you and placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder. “Can I help you clean up?”

“Ah, I was thinking I might just go ahead and take a shower,” you thought aloud, wincing a little at the flavor of the sodium bicarbonate. Harvey cocked his head to the side with a smile.

“Can I help you clean up?”

You laughed as you placed your cup on the nightstand, coming back to him with a nod and a kiss. The two of you moved into the bathroom, leaving the bedroom in the light of the city, shining through the windows like rays of sun shining through leaves.

You found yourselves basked in that light later, bodies intertwined beneath the sheets in a deep rest. That was until the sound of horns honking from the street below awoke you, followed shortly by some sharp knocks at the door. A muffled voice called out in anger, urging you to shove Harvey’s lightly snoring form.

“Sm’one’s at th’door,” you groaned into the dawn-lit room, turning around as Harvey stirred awake. He groaned, opting to wrap his arms around you instead.

“It’s just fuckin’ Dave.”

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moriohradiojanitorroom · 1 year ago

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Hi, I stumbled across your blog and I'm really excited to try the match-up✨

Sorry if I write anything wrong, this is my first experience

I have always been told I am a very kind, caring and compassionate person. I think this is true, I always try to help people around me. I am also very optimistic and always try to think of the best. I am still a very shy, insecure and irascible person, but my bad moods pass quickly. If this helps you I am pisces and infp

Speaking of hobbies I really love my favorite manga and anime and cooking. Although some of my recipes sound suspicious but the dishes turn out really delicious. I can't imagine my life without music, I listen to it all the time. I think it's a bit funny, but I do know a lot of facts from many different fields

Oh, I'm afraid I've written too much. If something is unclear then please apologize, English is not my native language. Anyway thanks and good luck, looking forward to your reply💐

Hi there!!! Thanks so much for this request, I was really excited to fulfill it! And don’t worry about too much info or anything like that, this is great! This is also my first time writing a matchup so I hope it’s alright dkdnjsmd You didn’t specify an age or any preferences, so I’m gonna give you a canonically adult character & assume you don’t have a preference for other stuff, like gender or what part they’re from - if you’d like to resubmit with that in mind tho, that’s okay!

With all that in mind, here are some honourable mentions:

Noriaki Kakyoin was the first to come to mind when I read your request, but with the age thing in consideration, I decided to choose someone else.

After that, I considered Jonathan Joestar, Erina Pendleton, and Mohammad Avdol! Ultimately, though, I ended up choosing:

Robert E.O. Speedwagon!

Your positivity and kindness hooked the man in faster than he could even blink - we all know exactly how loyal he is and how quickly he can tell who deserves that loyalty. It only took him a few minutes to read that you’re one of those people.

He’s also pretty intrigued by how much you know. He likes to exchange little bits of knowledge and stories with you, especially after he’s done some travelling and has a wider expanse of knowledge. Even before that, though, he always keeps your words in mind - who knows, one day one of those facts might just save a life!

He also very well understands the difficulties of insecurity and hotheadedness, having faced them himself. He does his best to keep you grounded, and encourages you to leave your comfort zone now and then - it’s key to growth, after all - but he knows when to back off. He can be a little stubborn, especially if he’s enthusiastic, but in the end your comfort matters more. If you’d rather stay at home with him than go out and dance or something, that’s fine by him. Hell, with all the travelling he does, he may actually grow to prefer that more relaxed atmosphere.

On that topic, Speedwagon’s pretty good at reading people’s moods and actions. On top of knowing when he needs to let you chill, he also knows if/when he should make somebody else do the same. If he sees something or someone bothering you, he’s quick to swoop in and do whatever he can to settle the situation, whether that’s just to comfort some insecurities or get a particularly annoying person to back off. If he knows that you can handle it, though, he’ll take a backseat and play cheerleader. In fact, it makes him proud to see it.

Also, this man grew up on the most dangerous street in London. He’s no stranger to meals with some odd ingredients, and frankly, he’ll be even happier to learn how good they taste! He’s not the best cook himself, he’s the type of man who uses whatever he has on hand to try scraping together something reasonable, so a good meal will go straight to his heart.

For the sake of anime and manga, I’m gonna go ahead and pretend we’re a little more modern day for the next few. I feel like Speedwagon is more of a reading guy than a television guy. After a long day, he’ll to sit down and read with you, manga or not. He’ll watch a show too if you ask, but there’s something quite romantic about cuddling up and sharing a book that he feels can’t be matched by much else.

On that note, please forgive him ahead of time - if you do get him to sit down and watch your favourite shows, he will have a lot of commentary. He’s the type of guy who will interrupt a scene to enthusiastically declare something like, “So THAT’S why the bugger carries that chain around!”, or confoundedly question what a character thinks they’re doing. He’ll probably do this while reading too, just maybe not as often. He’s not trying to interrupt, he just gets excited - if you tell him to settle down, he’ll do his best to accommodate, but he might slip from time to time.

Also, (and this is another one of those modern day ones) depending on your music taste, he may or may not buy vinyls or discs of your favourite bands and try to get you to dance with him to them. He’ll probably suggest a concert at least once - something tells me that he’s the type to prefer live music.

Knowing that you’re passionate about something makes him passionate, too. He’ll try his best to look into your interests on his own time, and try to involve you in whatever he finds - maybe he asks an older lady he knows for interesting recipes to show you, or he scours a book store for a series he hasn’t heard you talk about yet. He’s doing his best to match your love for these things, even if they’re sometimes new to him.

Your bright outlook on life, your compassion, your love for the things you enjoy - they’re all astoundingly inspirational to this man. He may sometimes worry that you deserve better than an Ogre Street ex-thief, but by god, will he use all the motivation you give him to make a good life for you.

Okay - I think I might have rambled a bit there, but yeah, thank you so much for the request!! It’s the first one I’ve gotten anyways so I hope you’ll forgive all the babbling jehdjjfs

This was a ton of fun to write, and I hope that you’re happy with it!

#anonymous #matchups #jjba x reader #speedwagon x reader #robert e.o. speedwagon #thank you so much for sending in a submission!#Ik I kind of fell into writing headcanons too but I couldn’t help myself #just felt right #believe it or not I actually tried to trim this version bc it was too long originally LOL-#okay yes thank you again! Enjoy!

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