#keicho Nijimura x reader

[etherealzx]

First of all I love your writing!! I see you're a fellow minor villain fucker 👀 could I manybe have some NSFW headcanons for keicho?

i want him so bad, i can fix him

NSFW Keicho Nijimura Headcanons!

warning: sexual content. MINORS DNI!! AFAB reader. Established relationship

Keicho has some experience, but not too much. He's fucked around with girls from school before, but never anything too serious.

However, despite his lack of experience he knows what he's doing. He's very intelligent and ✨meticulous✨, so he's done his research. He likes to be prepared lol

He's a big guy, and he has a big dick to match. He knows he's big, and he's very confident/cocky about it

He's an ass man 100%

His favorite position is doggy, he likes to be able to watch your ass jiggle as he slams his cock into you, and loves to pull your hair

Most of the time, he's very rough with you. Hair pulling, choking, smacking your ass are all things you can expect when you two fuck

He's a bit of an ass. He likes to degrade you while he fucks you

"Pathetic. Moaning and crying for my cock like a dumb whore."

He's sadistic af when it comes to sex. I'm not gonna lie. He likes to tease you and edge you to the point of tears, and makes you beg for him to have mercy on you

"You want my cock? Hm? Beg for it like a good girl"

He's not sadistic all the time tho. He also likes to praise you and treat you like a princess when you're good for him

"Good girl, taking my cock so well" "You look so beautiful like this"

On the rare occasions when he gets in a lovey-dovey mood, he'll fuck you slow and passionate as hell. He'll shower you in praises and tell you he loves you over and over

EXTREMELY obsessive over you. Jealous isn't even the word. He loves to leave his marks on you with bruises or hickeys or bite marks so that everyone in town knows who you belong to

That's also why he wants you to be loud when the two of you have sex. He wants you to scream his name so loud the whole neighborhood can hear (Poor Okuyasu usually ends up hearing it)

He has a huge dom/sub kink. He likes you to call him sir, and he loves when you obey him and do what he tells you.

Surprisingly really good at aftercare. Hates being dirty so he'll immediately start on cleanup when you're done. He usually makes sure to clean you off first before himself

He'll cuddle you and hold you afterwards too. He knows that he can be rough with you sometimes, and wants to make sure you get good rest afterwards

Outside of the bedroom he's a total gentleman to you lol

[soupbabe]

can i request wholesome keicho headcanons with nonbinary transmasc reader...good keicho content has been so scares lately

Keicho Nijimura x Non-binary! Transmasc! Reader Headcanons

Tbh anon this is such a breath of fresh air!! It's always fun getting requests for uncommon characters. I've only written Keicho once and that was for a Halloween event I did a couple years ago 😅😅 hopefully I can do him some justice anon <33

- Keicho falls into the ally category of "loving you because you're literally a self made person"

- You're building your own identity from the ground up, going against societal norms to be the happiest and strongest version of you, it makes him so proud to be your partner

- It's hard to explain but Keicho isn't one for a lot of PDA, but he loves showing you off

- At most he'll hold your hand in public, but he takes you everywhere with him

- Listen I'm not saying he bragged to Okuyasu about getting a boyfriend before he did, but...he totally did let's be real here

- He's also a very dedicated and attentive partner, digging up anything he can learn about your identity so he can recognize those who hurt you and to prevent himself accidentally from hurting you

- If anyone were to slip up around him, even if you know that person didn't mean to misgender you, oh it's over for them

- again not saying he would kill em but...

- Ugh head empty just thoughts of Keicho offering to give you a massage if you bind

- Like you wear it for too long and you start to feel sore, a more softer side of Keicho comes out and asks if you need him kneading at your back and chest

- His hands are rough, firm as they knead into your skin

- Yet Keicho's movements are calculated and focused, he knows exactly where to move and add pressure and it's so hard not to melt into him

- He makes sure your head is turned away from him so you don't see him smile. He loves making you feel good, he loves being able to provide comfort for you

- head full of Keicho helping you with your side effects of your testosterone

- Like he loves to be the one to help you shave in the morning

- Sure he brushes it off as offering some help and teaching you "how to be a man," but really half of his lessons is sitting you on a counter and shaving your face for you

- Imagine his hand resting against your face as her mutters you to "stop moving" and warn you about how sharp the razors are

- Call him out on his lack of actual instructions and his face tinges pink and you both go back and forth for a little bit

- He cares a lot but he hates it when people know that he does, flusters him to no end

- Tease him about it all you want, you're going to get a little shove and him telling you to shut up all while his face gets hot

[rohansoutsidemydoor]

Hello Diamond is Unbreakable Nation

[funkii-fox]

Yandere Keicho Headcanons!

God rest yandere-lovebites 🙏🕊️ i tried to emulate her keicho portrayal but with some of my own ideas mixed in

I think this would start out as a bully situation. Keicho Nijimura, known throughout the school as unfriendly, but fortunately keeps to himself. Over time however, you find yourself to be the unfortunate object of his attention. The elder Nijimura would randomly exercise his authority over you in any way he could, usually in terms of intelligence and critiquing every mistake. “How do you get this wrong? Come on, I could do this with my eyes closed.” He lectures you like you’re a child.

Whether or not you want to continue interacting with him, it will get worse. He actively seeks you out to degrade you. It changed into being about school work and being “constructive” to more personal things and plain rude. His extravagant vocabulary and long, complex sentences add an extra sting, only proving your inferiority. But of course, they’re just words. “Stop being dramatic. It’s criticism. Ever heard of it?”

Overtime, he starts incorporating physical pain into his bully regime. From a harsh grip on your wrist, to tripping you “on accident”. He pushed you down the stairs one day, and thats when you knew he’s gone too far. It’s too late, however. Now, you’ve proven that you will not be successful in ever standing up to him. Now, you’re his little stress relief toy to play with however he sees fit.

I think he loves both micromanaging everything you do, but also hates how dependent you are. An oxymoron of a man, truly. Probably doesn’t know what he actually wants himself. He loves seeing you be so pathetic, you can’t even care for yourself. It makes him feel needed; you can never escape him because you need him for xyz. But at the same time, he’s overrun with responsibilities and is permanently burnt out. It pisses him off when you need his help with everything. “Really? Are you that incompetent?” Reminds him a lot of his idiot little brother… but at the same time, he would feel as if you don’t appreciate him if you didn’t go to him every time you need something.

Very idealistic in his ideas of you and him. He wants you to be this and this and this and that. But at the same time, he’s incredibly nit picky with all your actions. His vision of both of you is shattered the second you don’t do this and this and this and that the exact way he wanted. And that’s what leads to so much friction. “If only they would do exactly as I wanted.”

He loves watching you cry. You look so pathetic (affectionately) with pretty tears streaming down your face. If he’s being honest, it even turns him on a little bit. Some days he loves watching you cry so much, he goes down to your face and licks them off your skin with his gross, slimy tongue and gives you faux sympathy. “Ohh, poor thing. You just can’t help but cry. You’re so helpless, it’s all you can do~” He coos at you in a strangely soft tone and tender thumb rubs on your cheek. 50% of the time, this turns into rape. Count your lucky stars that your crying doesn’t give him a boner.

But then, if you try to keep yourself from crying he gets upset. He would punish you for not granting him the satisfaction of your tears. It’s a form of disobedience to him, and that won’t slide at all. “You’re only hurting yourself, you know. I’m only doing this to get the reaction I want. And I always get what I want.”

But at the same time if you’re too excessive with your tears, it pisses him off. I can only imagine it’s confusing for his poor victim, since the criteria for what’s too much changes depending on his mood. Other days, he yells at you for the slightest lip quiver, “There will be none of that! Absolutely none! Stop being pathetic.” You better wipe those tears away before u get spanked with the nearest object :/ “I’ll give you something to cry about!”

He makes it a point to show that there’s a difference between discipline and one of his sadistic moments. He will flog you no matter what you do, but if you’re good, he will do it with one of his 3 belts instead of a stiff cane that leaves deep, aching bruises or sharp wires that cut through your skin :)

Keicho would kidnap his victim eventually. But he’s ✨ meticulous ✨, he wouldn’t want you to ever escape. So he spends a very long time to develop a full proof enclosure for you. He really thinks of all the possible escape routes and develops intricate plans to keep you caged.

I think he would want it to be in the countryside or deep in the woods; anything can go down there and not a single person would know. He doesn’t want a SINGLE road to his house: only barely defined dirt path at the least. He would make sure it has sturdy infrastructure, no amount of pounding will make this wall fold. Most of the windows would be completely removed and turned into normal walls. Only the remainder windows will be reinforced with the toughest glass and he will put one way film over it so no one sees what goes on inside. NO tools; they’re all locked away and you need a good reason to use one. Even then, he will supervise you while using them and takes it away as soon as you’re done. Only one door in the entire house and it would be heavy iron with a million locks. Just incase all that doesn’t work, he would have traps set outside that would injure you upon being set off. The traps are also there for any prying eyes that are curious about what the man has in the house; that’ll teach ‘em!

Speaking of which, he would be beyond pissed off if you even tried to escape. It’s a rampage when he catches you. Incomprehensible shouts blasted at you, his face beat red and spit flying. Whatever happened after that is a mystery as you get knocked out at the first punch. It must’ve been horrible though, as when you wake up your aching body is littered with bruises and bandages, and you had no feet.

I could see him going to great lengths to punishing you. He will amputate your feet above the ankle so you won’t even be able to walk without help. Nipping the bud of that ugly flower before it even blooms; you will never leave and he makes damn sure of that. “If only you behaved, you would be able to walk.” He would mock you. I could even see him even keeping your feet preserved as a reminder to behave. For at least a month afterwards, your food would be significantly less, maybe even none at all for the first week. He also puts a microchip under your skin, as if you’re a dog; as if you could walk away to the nearest town that’s kilometers away on stubs for feet. If you struggle anymore, he will disable you further however he sees fit.

I also feel like some of the motivation for kidnapping you is protection. He’s given so many bad people stands and many more have died because of him, both directly and indirectly. It’s definitely not impossible for a stand user to attack him, as shown with the Akira incident, but that would be fine. Keicho is strong and level headed; he could handle himself in a fight. But what if he’s not there to protect you? You would be dead in the blink of an eye! Keicho’s mind runs wild with the thought of Akira spouting from an outlet and zapping you dead with his electric dinosaur. You’re just so helpless, he HAS to do this. “All this is for you, if only you saw that.”

He won’t even CONSIDER giving you a stand. “What if they die from the arrow? What if their stand is more powerful than mine, how would I control them?” So many things could go wrong, he’d rather not. Although, he doesn’t keep you in the dark about stands. At first you thought he was schizophrenic, but those tiny bullet holes left on the walls every time you misbehave are proof enough that these spirits are real.

He will call upon Okuyasu to supervise you if he can’t. But you know, that blockhead of a brother can’t do much. Not just that, but Keicho gets jealous. Not that he thinks that Okuyasu would try to get with you, but he just hates the idea of Okuyasu being near you. “Okuyasu doesn’t deserve to be in their presence!” Keicho only assigns supervision as a last option.

VERY awkward between you and Okuyasu. Okuyasu really wants nothing to do with this. “Holy shit! My brother has gone too far!” He thinks as he gawks at all your wounds. But he knows if he refuses or even, god forbid, lets you escape, there will be hell to pay. So he’s as nice as possible to you and just leaves you alone. “Call me if you need anything.” He tells you while awkwardly shifting his puny pupils away from yours.

It’s not like you’re tied up and locked away with nothing to do! He has books for you to read and DVDs of movies to watch. He would even get you specific DVDs/ books you want if you’ve been behaving well. He also routinely supplies picture puzzles and coloring books

Keicho wants to love you tenderly, but it’s hard. He doesn’t really know how. How can he give love if he’s never received loved? I think he’s the softest he will ever be when the two of you are coexisting peacefully. He’s reading a book, and you’re watching something on a beaten up tv from the trash. Both on the couch, not straight up cuddling, but very close together. Maybe hands intertwined. Maybe your head on his broad shoulders. Butterflies flutter in his stomach and, if you looked at him, his face would be a soft shade of pink. He’s so shy when it comes to loving touches, that’s the most he will go in terms of affection. It’s absurd to think about, really. This guy took your freedom away, forces himself on you, and beats you black and blue, but he’s shy when it comes to kisses and cuddles.

He gives you loving kisses sometimes, but rarely. It’s always a quick peck, as he’s too shy to do anymore. It’s also usually when you behave well; he has to reward you in some way. It’s a way to say “See, I’m not horrible! I could be nice.” He could see himself getting comfortable with you, if only you trusted him. If only you just submitted to his abuse, the world would be a better place. There’s no chance you can leave, so might as well?

The only other time he kisses you is when he forces himself on you. These kisses are deep and suffocating. So much tongue shoved in your mouth, it’s like a slimy snake writhing in its burrow.

He likes to give long lectures about authority, submission, and dominance to try to cement in your brain to submit. “You’re supposed to submit to authority. The authority is the most dominant.” He sees all your little rebellions and tantrums as “trying to become dominant.” Again, stomp that ugly bud into the ground so it will never blossom; only in your dreams will you have any power over him!

He gets rare moments of regret. “You’re just like your father,” he thinks to himself, “no, you’re even worse than him.” The only time he ever cries. It’s nearly silent as his broad shoulders jerk and pathetic little sobs leave him. He avoids you. It’s too painful to see what he’s done to you; bruises and scars litter your skin, all done by his hands. But his attitude will change by the next hour, back to being an unforgiving tyrant

[kirieshhhka003]

Heyyy! Hey! This is my first time requesting a smut fic😳, and your writing is really good!

Can I pls get prompt 54 ("Don't forget who you belong to") with Keicho Nijimura. Maybe also with some public sex (like in a classroom or smut) and degradation. Keep up the good work!

-👾anon

Yay, new nonnie to our crew!!😃

Prompt 54: don’t forget who you belong to

Pairing: Nijimura Keicho x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, degradation, school sex, choking

The math classroom fills with thousands of sound and little noises, be it quiet rustling of clothes or unpleasant squeak of the desk as it slides on the wooden floor. Some of those are incredibly inappropriate for a place such as this one, it’d be a huge nonsense that’ll turn into even bigger scandal if anyone hears

Things like this should be never done in school, but here the two of you are: Y/n laying on the desk with her legs splayed wide, white shirt is unbuttoned, exposing her breasts that spill over the cups of her bra; and her sempai - Nijimura Keicho, a third-year student of Morioh High School, churning his hips in and out of poor Y/n, his huge calloused hand wrapped around her neck as he snarls degradations into her ear, enjoying all the reactions girl makes

- You fucking little whore, is that what you wanted? Wanted someone to fuck you deep and merciless, and it doesn’t matter who does that to you, right? Anyone with dick would be perfect? - Nijimura literally spits words out, his grip on your throat tightens, completely cutting access to the oxygen. You grip on his hand, squeezing it, trying to take it away so that you can breath again, but it only adds fuel to the fire of Keicho’s rage

When you roll your eyes back, ready to pass out, blond finally takes his hand away, allowing you to breathe properly. You inhale deeply, coughing a few times and the next second yip escapes from your lungs, your cheek burns with sharp pain. Your skin there becomes a bright red color, your eyes fill with tears and Keicho only smirks at how pathetic you look

Nijimura fastens the pace he’s pounding you on, practically fucking you into the wooden surface of a desk. You wail at the feeling of pleasure mixed with faint pain, but you’re quickly shut up by his fingers that are roughly shoved into your mouth

- Shut the fuck up, bitch. Or you want us to get caught, huh? Maybe they’d like to join us, how do you think? - blond rasps and his own words seem to only anger him more. You drool on his fingers as man pounds you into the desk, his other hand comes from your hips to your bare breast, harshly tugging on a dark nipple

- No, I won’t let this happen. You’re mine, don’t forget who you belong to. And if I’ll see that guy around you again I swear, I’ll tie you down and make you watch how I slowly break every fucking bone in his body, you hear me? - Keicho’s thrusts become sloppier as he looks in your eyes, your vision is blurred with tears. You only whine quietly as if you were about to cry and Nijimura stops, glancing furiously down at you. His hand roughly grips your face, squeezing your wet from tears cheeks, literally forcing you to look at him

- I asked you a question, so respond, stupid whore. You heard me? I don’t wanna see that jerk closer than 10 meters away from you. Got that?!

- Y… yes, Nijimura san, - you respond meekly, voice trembling from shock and slight fear. Keich wasn’t the one for lovey-dovey stuff, but this… he’s never been so rough with you before

Blond hums, satisfied with your answer. His hands trail along your sides, making you shake from the sudden change of his mood. You tip your head back, not taking your eyes off Keicho (he hates when you don’t look at him during sex), trying to relax, soon relishing in the feeling of man’s dick mashing your g-spot with his cock

After all you are his favorite little girl, and this all is a price you’re supposed to pay for his love

Masterlist | Smut Masterlist

[jojosbabe]

Where's my fluffy keicho x readers at?

Like y'all only post yandere. Fr.

Give us keicho fans the fluffy,comfort,wholesomeness we deserve.

Like fr. It's empty in this binch with content.

[blueluneacy]

How about some yandere Keicho/reader? I feel like he's an absolutely underrated character.

Ohh, sure! You’re right, he’s absolutely underrated and deserves better! I’m going to do headcanons bc uh... I’ll admit, I had to rewatch his episodes to do this. I’m sorry, I forgot ;-;

Keicho is an extremely controlling yandere. He wants complete control over everything, and that includes you. He’s definitely the type to kidnap you, then hold you at an arm’s length. He knows he loves you, but he’s afraid of getting close to you in a way that could be used against him.

That being said, he’s not afraid of punishing you for anything he could consider a misdeed. His punishments are cruel and harsh, but usually don’t draw blood. He would rather you be marked by the signs of his love rather than your betrayal.

He’s extremely possessive, but that often comes out as insecurity. He tends to doubt your love when he sees you with other people, which is why he would much rather have you in his sights in order to keep an eye and make sure you aren’t trying to leave him. It’s easier that way.

The only people Keicho would ever truly trust you with are his brother and his father, mostly because he believes that they would tell him if you tried to pull anything funny. Still, he might get a bit jealous if he finds that you’re a little too fond of either of them, even if it’s just platonic.

He craves your affection, but he isn’t the type to ask for it. He wants you to notice him, to love on him and give him things like kisses and surprise hugs, but to ask for them would be seen as weak in his mind. If you catch onto what he wants though and give it to him, Keicho basically wraps himself around your finger for you, willing to give into any possible demand you might give.

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Never be mine || chapter 1

Keicho Nijimura/Okuyasu Nijimura x reader // childhood friends self insert

chapter 1 (you’re here, dude) | chapter 2 (s o o n)

Word count- 1618 Oh boy, I haven’t written a) fanfiction or b) angst in m o n t hs so I'm probably super rusty at this stuff, so sorry if it ends up being bad later :’) Feedback is VERY appreciated!! Thanks for reading in advance.

|-under the cut-|

Looking through the car window, you couldn’t help but take in all of the sights. Some of them you remembered as a child, though some of them were completely new to you. Morioh had certainly changed in the past 8 years.

It was only recently that your mom had decided to make the move into Morioh. After hearing about your grandfather’s recent death, you were both distraught, and things seemed to go even more downhill.

Last week, your mom had found out that In his will he had written that his house would be inherited by her. The apartment you and your mother used to live in was run down. The outer city was a complete wasteland- trash was everywhere, the terrain was desolate, and it seemed like the place had been devoid of all hope. Your mother didn’t even bat an eye before deciding to make the move.

In comparison, Morioh was such a change from the city, and a willing one, too. Tranquility and life seemed to exude from the town, and the whole place filled you with hope. Years before your parents had divorced, you had all lived in Morioh together. After things had fallen apart, you moved to the outer city with your mother. The last thing you were expecting was to be back here, 8 years later.

After a few moments of taking in the scenery, the car turned left into a driveway. Looking out the window, your eyes were met with a small house, with a pathway leading up to the main door with a cute little fenced gateway. It was tiny but homey. Although in comparison, anything would be better than your old apartment.

Your mom parked the car, and you stepped out, looking around. It was a bright, sunny day, and you could hear birds singing joyfully while a soft breeze blew. For summer, it wasn’t as hot as you expected it to be- the temperature seemed to be just right, and not uncomfortably hot.

“Hey, y/n, can you help me with the boxes in the trunk?” Turning around, you took a box from your mother as she grabbed another. The two of you walked up the steps of the house, and your mom went in front of you, taking out a key from her pocket.

You watched as she inserted it into the lock, and the door opened. You weren’t expecting anything in particular, but as you walked into the house you were taken aback.

Everything about the house seemed so cozy and homey. You immediately felt at ease as you walked around in the main room, and even though it was empty, the house seemed to welcome you.

As you set down a box, you sighed as you took in the sight of the interior. A staircase lead up to the second floor, only to three rooms. The other rooms seemed relatively small but livable. Walking around the house, you counted four, five other rooms on the main floor.

Going back to the room your mother was in, you smiled. “This is such a nice place,” you mused, wondering what room you would end up claiming as your own.

“It surely is an improvement from that old apartment,” your mom said, walking over to the room on her right. “I’m actually not sure if we’ll have enough furniture to fill the whole house.”

“Didn’t grandpa also issue money to be distributed to us, to help with both the move and the furniture?” you asked, looking over to your mother, who was currently walking around the house.

“Yes, there was. Although, I don’t think that there was too much of it left over after the move. At least to buy furniture.” You frowned. Perhaps there would be a working opportunity for you to gather money for more furniture?

Looking out the window, you could see that the other people in the neighborhood were outside. Of course, they must have been notified that someone new was moving in. You grimaced as you remembered that at one point or another, you’d have to meet all of them.

When you and your mother lived in the outer city, you hadn’t had the best experiences with your neighbors. Of course, this wasn’t an apartment, so it was different, but it didn’t change the fact that no matter where you lived, it seemed like your neighbors were always against you in some way.  

The people that had lived above you always threw parties, and whenever you tried to complain to them they would curse you out drunkenly, telling you to go back to your apartment. When you had reported it to your landlord, they were just as useless, saying there wasn’t really any use in stopping them.

Later, you had found out that those people had bribed said landlord to let them keep throwing parties. The people next to you weren’t any better. They would always leave their stuff outside your door in the hallway, and again, the landlord didn’t seem to do a single thing about it.

Everyone that was there already seemed well adjusted, while you and your mother were just the newbies in the complex. Even though several years had passed, it seemed like your neighbors had never really accepted you.

You hoped that the new neighbors would be better, although deep down, you had a feeling they would be just as worse.

Almost as if it was on cue, you heard a knock at the door. This early? It had only been 30 minutes since you and your mother had just gotten here. Couldn’t the neighbors wait? Before you could protest, your mother walked by you and opened the door.

Looking over to see who it was, you saw a woman, probably in her late thirties, with a boy who seemed around your age. They both had strikingly dark purple hair, and the boy had his hair in a neat pompadour.

“Hey there, it’s nice to meet you!” your mother smiled as she shook the hand of the woman, and then who you could assume was her son. Unwillingly, you walked over next to your mother to greet your new neighbors.

“Oh? Who’s this?” The woman asked as she looked at you, smiling. Before you could speak, your mother spoke instead. “This is my daughter, y/n.”

The woman held out her hand to you, and you shook it, noting her very firm grip. “Nice to meet you. I’m Tomoko Higashikata, and this here is my son, Josuke.” She gestured to Josuke, who stood next to her.

“Hi Miss l/n, y/n. It’s nice to meet you.” Before you could really do anything else, your mom and Ms. Higashikata started talking, seemingly endlessly.

If anything, your mom was quite a talker. Sometimes, you had to pull her away from conversations in order to talk to her, or even leave a place. Luckily, it wasn’t like she knew many people she could talk to for hours. Until now.

You and Josuke stood there for a few minutes awkwardly, as your mothers conversed. Shifting your weight, you pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear, trying to start up a conversation. “So, uh… how long have you lived here for?”

“I’ve lived here for… pretty much all of my life, actually!” Josuke’s voice seemed lighthearted and humorous, and something about him just seemed to exude friendliness. Had you actually lucked out with neighbors this time?

After a moment, you continued the conversation. “Oh, nice. My mother and I actually used to live here in Morioh eight years ago. We only moved back now,” you said, a smile creeping up on your face unbeknownst to you.

“Cool, cool. So do you know if you’re gonna attend the public high school here?”

Oh, yeah. School started soon. You had almost forgotten- you had been enjoying your break so much you weren’t even keeping track of time anymore. Hopefully, said high school was close to your house. Where you lived before, it was such a long walk to get there.

“Yep. I’m starting my first high school year at that public high school. What about you?”

“Oh, me too!” Josuke was smiling ear to ear, giddy with excitement. “Maybe we’ll have the same classes together!”

For a neighbor, Josuke seemed very friendly. Something that you would normally doubt. But you could tell that his friendliness was genuine. Turned out that you had lucked out with neighbors after all.

“Hopefully so!” you agreed, actually looking forward to starting school for once. At least you’d be able to meet more people, and even if you didn’t, you had Josuke.

Before you could say anything else, you heard your mother start to say goodbye to Ms. Higashikata.

“Well, Josuke, we’d best get going by now.” Josuke’s mother smiled warmly to your mother, waving goodbye. “It was nice to meet you two! Hopefully we’ll be able to talk more!”

As they started to walk down the steps, you heard Josuke’s voice yell out as you saw him turn towards you, waving wildly.

 “Bye, y/n!”

“...Bye, Josuke!” you waved, watching him and his mother walk down the street and back into their own house.

“Hey, y/n! Can you help me with these boxes?” hearing your mom’s voice from outside, you opened the door to help her unload stuff from the moving van. You smiled to yourself as you walked over to her.

Luckily, the Higashikata family seemed nice. Even if the other neighbors weren’t as kind, at least you still had them. Lifting up a box full of clothes, you walked back inside the house, setting them down.

Even though it hadn’t started, you had a feeling this school year was gonna be great.

[yanderememes]

Keicho would unironically say that he's a "sigma Male" as a reason he should have his darling

NOOOOOOOO 😭😭

BUT LIKE WHY IS THIS SO ACCURATE!??!?!?!

I can see him making videos trying to hype other "alphas" and why beta men suck

Have yall ever watched those "alpha male" videos tho? They're so cringe LOL

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Heyyo, my name is Tooth, and I’m a trans guy. I’ve noticed that most x reader blogs are fem or fem coded, and sometimes that spikes my dysphoria. I’m new to writing, so if you have any tips send them over. I do male and gn readers only, I’ll write neo-pronouns, he/him, they/them, it/its, whatever. I’m not polyamorus, so if you as me to writ that then it’ll probably suck shit, but if you are polyamorus you are beautiful amazing and I love you. I like minor characters, so please request some of those. I will write yandere, but this is not a yandere blog no nsfw.

JJBA

Almost any character parts 1-5 if a certain character makes me uncomfortable I’ll let you know.

Jolyne

Ermes

F.F. (Maybe)

BNHA

Any villian, again, I’ll let you know if they make me uncomfy

Vlad King

NO HAWKS HE MAKES ME EXTREMELY UNCOMFORTABLE, AND I DO NOT LIKE HIM

MARVEL

The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl

Deadpool (platonic for now I hc him as Demi)

Loki (will be genderfluid unless requested otherwise)

Any Avenger (Platonic)

Please be specific.

[etherealzx]

Could I have headcanons of Keicho with a plus size partner? Thank you for what you do for this commity you're an angel!!! <3333

ahh thank you!!! <3333 im glad I could be of service 🫡

Keicho with a Plus Size S/O!!!

SFW:

Keicho LOVES your body. like, absolutely LOVES it

loves to put his arms around your waist any chance he can and feel your curves

he makes sure to tell you how beautiful he thinks your body is constantly

he loves how soft you are. when he hugs you or even just sit close next to him, he loves the squishiness and thinks it’s adorable!!!

he adores when you wear something tight/something that shows your curves. if anyone makes any comments or checks you out, this man will absolutely OBLITERATE them

Keicho LOVES your body. like, absolutely LOVES it

loves to put his arms around your waist any chance he can and feel your curves

he always makes sure that you've eaten. he doesn't want you to be embarrassed to eat in front of him, and will cook meals for you or get your favorite take out and bring it to you to make sure you're fed :')

NSFW BELOW THE CUT (18+ ONLY!)

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again- he’s a total ass man.

his dick gets hard at just the THOUGHT of your plush thighs and ass

if you bend over to pick something up, he'll have to literally DEATH GRIP to control himself, like in his mind he's just going "don't get a boner don't get a boner don't get a boner"

doggy is his favorite, he loves to grab you by your hips as he fucks you

he usually likes to be the one in control but every once in a while he’ll want you to ride him, reverse cowgirl so he can have a good view of dat ass 😏

he loves the way your plush thighs wrap around his waist when he fucks you

he’ll say shit under his breath like “fuck i love your body” “you’re so fucking sexy” without even realizing he’s doing it LOL

[soupbabe]

Monster Event Day 14: Drider! Keicho Nijimura x Reader

Keicho starts acting weird around Reader

Monster Masterlist

You met Keicho when you first moved into your new house in the woods. It was relatively cheap for such a beautiful property, but what the realtor didn't told you that it was in drider territory. You kept getting spiders in your house and scratchy threats left on your doorstep, telling you to move out "or else." You actually discovered Keicho when you saw him on you security footage, wrecking everything on your property.

The first confrontation was a scary one as he immediately tried to attack and order you to move away, but over time you two formed an alliance of sorts: you bring him food in the form of raw meat and he (somewhat) leaves you alone. He still hovers over you, occasionally telling you to leave the property, but he mostly keeps to himself.

But that was until a week ago.

Keicho became clingy. Well as clingy Keicho could be. He more so hovered over you while you were doing activities, lightly criticizing you how to do your hobby, even if he knew he didn't know how it worked. He stole clothes and accessories from you, even if it looked like it'd never fit him. He'd never say anything too; sometimes just making direct eye contact with you before scurrying off despite your protests, acting like he wasn't stealing your clothes.

Your patience ran out however when you opened your door to find a small dead animal laid out for you, wrapped up in spider webs. Next to it was a bouquet of flowers, in pristine condition compared to the poor animal. You had to confront the spider man directly.

You didn't give Keicho the right to enter your home before you dragged him to the animal, the flowers no where to be seen. "What the fuck is this?!" Keicho looked at you as if you were stupid. "An offering..and I'm so glad you accepted it too." He spoke calmly, which only got on your nerves more. "An offering for what?" "Courtship. You've made your moves and I've made mine." You buffered for a few seconds. " Excuse me wha-" "Don't play stupid. I find you less atrocious than most humans and you should be honored to be my mate."

As much as you did think Keicho was an attractive man and his harsh personality was something you definitely had to grow to be fond of, he still left a dead animal on your porch. You heard Keicho lightly chuckle at your silence. "Oh? You didn't realize that I'm fond of you. I left you that gift on purpose you know, to prove to you that I can provide for you more than anyone else." It's hard to be angry at him when he's got you flustered at his words.

"Do you still accept my affections, Y/n?" You nodded as he took your hand and went back inside with you. It was a rare time you saw Keicho smile that wasn't paired with the direct harm of another.

"That's wonderful to hear."

[funkii-fox]

✧༝┉˚*❋ 𝐉𝐉𝐁𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ❋*˚┉༝✧

✧༝┉˚*❋ 𝐅𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ❋*˚┉༝✧

Feel Like Makin’ Love- Okuyasu x Gender Bent! Keicho

Rose of Flesh and Blood- Drider! Hazamada x Miner! Reader

Slumber of Sullen Eyes- Devo x Reader

Punishment- Devo the Cursed x Reader

Sleeping Beauty- Caesar x Reader

✧༝┉˚*❋ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ❋*˚┉༝✧

I have a lot of smaller head canons not listed here. To find them, you should look in the tags “jjba headcanons”, “my writing”, or the character’s specific tag

Yandere Josuke

Yandere Keicho

Keicho’s Hobbies and Interests

Keicho as a Child

Angelo Katagiri x Toshikazu Hazamada

Nijimura Brothers & Piercings

Toshikazu’s Taste in Music

Stalkers- Hazamada, Akira, Terunosuke, Devo

D’Arby Brother’s Pets

Risotto Nero Body Modification Headcanons Tattoos, Piercings, Others

La Squadra Body Preferences

Santana Hates Esidisi

Santana Hates Wamuu

✧༝┉˚*❋ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 ❋*˚┉༝✧

I do take requests, but only for head canons. If you request a head canon, please be patient. Depending on what it is, it could take the next day or the next month to complete.

Stories take a lot of time and energy out of me. I need to be motivated to both write and finish a whole story. Unless it’s a super amazing concept, I probably won’t finish it.

I don’t really have limits, but I will say I won’t be very motivated to write something I’m not interested in. If I haven’t shown interest in it before, it might not be a successful work.

I also don’t want a vague request; give me something to work with! I like to get specific, even with head canons.

I refuse to write specific things like “black reader” or “reader with ADHD.” I don’t think I’ll do it right. Not just that, I like to keep my concepts broad for everyone or at least most people to enjoy.

[volcornart]

still can’t believe how juicy i drew dem boobies (pls tumblr don’t take this down i have a family to feed)

[radiohand]

General Keicho Nijimura x reader HCs? Fluff if you wanna I sure as hell don’t mind 👀💕💕💕 I have a crush on him now for some reason, also take your time! And good luck on your blog!

Honestly same though...I simp for both Nijimura brothers🤧 and thank you!!🥺🥺

Keicho Nijimura

As Your Partner

warnings: ✨love✨

He would definitely be interesting to date

I feel like he is more of a “traditional” type of lover

Like he would have set date nights every Friday

Would bring flowers to you

I also feel like he deep down is terrified of you finding out about his dad

He will try SO hard to not let you and his dad meet

But one night you were staying the night with him, and you heard a weird noise

You looked over and didn’t see Keicho in bed with you

So you slowly got up and went towards the noise thus leading you to find Keicho with his dad

Keicho bites his lip

“I understand if you don’t want to stay here anymore.”

Of course you stay ✋

He is shocked and slowly starts to introduce you to his dad

His dad loves you so much

His dad is glad that his sons are starting to find love and happiness after all the things they have been put through

Okuyasu literally sees you as a mom

Like he actually does and it is so pure

God I just love this man✋

[mistaeq]

Dora's Interactive Halloween Fic: a Sneak Peek.

[all of the images are edited by me.]

Once upon a time, in a kindom... a young creature who was nothing more than a duchess/duke, sitting in a carriage, waiting for their destiny to come. This is not about a princess/prince, no knights galloping on a noble steed, but the story of a pure, untouched creature who was sold to save their family. They waited until their eighteenth birthday to sell them to someone who they knew would have never aged and would have never died, in the meantime.

He was a Count, mercilessly buying young people to gain pleasure from them. To be satisfied. Almost like a tribute, almost like the Minotaur myth. It sounded just like this man could never be without someone beside him, pleasuring him.

"Excuse me...? Do you know anything about the man I'm being brought to...?" as they asked, the carriage stopped, and the coachman turned towards them, clearing his voice. His cyan eyes looked so deep, they were cutting through them as the sharpest sword ever.

"You mean my uncle, Lord Higashikata, I figure."

"Have you ever tried eating rabbits? Like... alive? I can even eat humans, on full moon nights... teehee..." the butler hummed, as he licked on his golden fangs, his gaze not abandoning yours. His eyes had clearly something wrong. Something... animalistic? Not to mention, he had a velvet, crimson glove on a single hand. He was so lively...

"Shut it, Nijimura. You're scaring my slut." ...and Lord Higashikata didn't like it.

"You always get all the fun away, milord." The butler winked at you, before he left the wine - probably blood?? - glass in Josuke's hand.

A headless coachman, a vampire lord, a werewolf butler... what else was in it, for you? Maybe... a ghost girl? Warning you not to upset Lord Higashikata. She was one of his last victims. Do not upset him. Do not.

O R E L S E ?

It's your choice, which road to take. It's your choice, whether to be caught in his fangs, or freed in his claws.

Will you choose the good or the bad?

Y/n ran up the stairs, as fast as they could. Lord Higashikata's bedroom door spreading open as fast and harsh as it could. "Where is the butler, milord? What have you done to him?" Josuke was giving them his back, a wine - blood - glass in his hand, as he stared at the full moon through the window.

"Nothing, my love. He's not even here. Come to me." Lord Higashikata gently said, sticking his hand out to you. That gesture you couldn't resist. And you listened to him, as you wrapped his torso in an embrace. He grinned, moonbeams reflecting on his white vampire fangs.

He hadn't done anything to the butler. You trusted Josuke.

. . .you trusted Josuke.

on 31st of October.