#that or he is playing kira yoshikage

[anxious-alyssia]

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Gordon Ramsey fursona reveal!

[todayisafridaynight]

professor just told me we dont have class this week and to instead watch a movie where a chara has a mental illness and to make mental notes of their behavior and how they're treated for it so anyways which ttm movie should i rewatch

[cinnbar-bun]

Monster (JoFoes x Reader)

Characters: Dio Brando (PB), Kars, DIO (SDC), Yoshikage Kira, Diavolo, Enrico Pucci, and Funny Valentine (sorry I have not finished JJL yet so no [spoiler])

Prompt: "He's a wolf in disguise / But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes."

Summary: Their "love" for you comes in many different, untraditional ways. Some more dangerous than the others.

Rating: Mixture of SFW + NSFW, but please mind the warnings.

Notes: Reader is GN! and no specific body parts are mentioned for them. Spoilers I guess for their plans? Reader is a human in all of them, Reader replaces Shinobu + Hayato's roles, not much NSFW for Pucci's part in all honesty, FV is a widower (no Scarlet involved).

Warnings: Toxic relationships, MAJOR power imbalances for all of them (maybe minus Kira's). Heavy religion mentions for Pucci (although Reader is not specified to be Christian). This isn't soft or lovey-dovey (but I can do one later), so pleaseeeeee do not read if those kinds of topics make you uncomfortable.

Word Count: ~4.5k (kill me I lost my mind writing this)

Read on my AO3 here!

Taglist (if you'd like to be added, fill out the form in my pinned): @adeadcreator @bruabbina @gingernut1314 @over--heaven

Dio Brando (Phantom Blood) 

He most likely was pursuing you long before the mask ever took hold of him. He didn’t do it out of pure love- more likely it was for entertainment and as a chance to hold another thing over Jonathan. 

Dio despises how Jonathan attempts to be friendly with you and often will do what it takes to turn you against the poor guy. 

He doesn’t even know why he is so adamant Jonathan stays away from you, even more so than with anyone else. He feels a possessiveness towards you that cannot be contained or described in words. 

He masks most of his disturbing thoughts and possessiveness for you underneath a facade of charming elegance. He’ll play the part of a picture perfect boyfriend for as long as he needs to. 

But even he has to admit he has trouble holding back all these disgusting feelings for you. You frustrate him in a way few ever have and ever will. 

Despite his haughty attitude over Jonathan and his eagerness to get ahead, Dio is actually grossed out by himself tremendously with you. He recognizes after getting wasted once again that he is just like his bastard of a father, Dario, and it settles in a gross pit in the bottom of his stomach. 

It’s wretched, honestly. While he continuously acts bigger and better than ever to get you to fall further for him, he refuses intimacy or overtly physical gestures. Sharing Dario’s blood with this body makes him sickened at attempting to do anything like that with you. 

Compared to his earlier brazen behavior, when he begins to get possessive and attached to you, he almost retreats and refuses to allow himself the chance at intimacy with you. 

However… once he puts on the mask and rejects his humanity, Dio becomes a whole new wicked beast. 

While he still has sentimental feelings for you, his aggressiveness grows almost tenfold. 

Likes to have you sit on his lap while he strokes your head and monologues about his ideals or shows you horrifying imagery. 

Blood. Lots of blood. 

You’re the only one he attempts to keep alive and refuses to let the others feed off of. If you are to ever be used as sustenance, it is by him and him alone. He gets actively violent against his subordinates if they even think of touching you.

In this stage, he’s more open to intimacy. A bit more, but not at his full peak (we’ll get to that later). 

However, the arousal he has is mostly fueled by his bloodlust and hunger. Feedings of you tend to occur after one of his many minions causes some chaos or he gets word of more destruction and feels a possessive streak. 

He is pretty sensual, taking his time to showcase how much stronger he is, how much better he is now that he has become an undead horror of the night. But that sensuality is still layered with a hint of hunger and obsessiveness towards you that he cannot contain. 

He’s less controlled about his feelings now towards you. His eccentricities make him more likely to just take you randomly at anytime without a care of what is going on around him. And he will verbally tell you them aloud now, enabled by his own inhumanity. 

“I can smell your fear, darling. Your heart is pounding fast… tell me, do you desire something more than this innocent petting, dear?” 

Loves to bite you and leave marks on you. He likes to have his fangs scratch against your skin before he sucks on that spot. His favorite places include your neck but also in more hidden places like your inner thighs. 

Your blood is the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. He’s addicted to the taste and savors it more than a fine wine. He has to remind himself to take it easy because as much as he loves your taste, you’re still mortal and he has to keep you alive. 

Kars 

As a Pillar Man, he does not think highly of humans like you. You are a mere mortal, and where you belong is below him. Hardly even worth a glance at all. 

But for some reason, despite your status, he found himself protecting you from an encounter with someone trying to rob you late at night. He doesn’t even know why he jumped in to do so, but the look of reverence and awe in your eyes at his display of strength made him… intrigued. 

He doesn’t hold back. He tells you everything, because, really, what are you going to do about it? You couldn’t escape even if you tried. 

And now, you live your life as his human… pet? Partner? Servant? Thing…? 

He’s very unclear about it. Some days he ignores you, and other days he mulls over his thoughts to you while he strokes your head. 

Kars rarely ever gets aroused. He’s not a primitive beast and he’s very focused on his goals. 

But, intellectually, he is curious about how you behave around him. He kind of likes the attention you give him and he recognizes how you’re affected by him physically. 

One thing he’s super proud of? His voice. He knows how his voice can turn you on and drive you mad. He likes to get close to your and have his breath tickle your skin before he whispers words of praise for you doing so well for him. 

“Oh, little one, you’re shivering. Are you afraid? Or are you excited?” 

His favorite thing is to get you incredibly aroused while barely touching you. 

Enjoys you riding his thigh- you look like a wanton little beast who can barely contain themself from him. 

Kars likes you vocal, so that means you better be moaning, groaning, gasping, sobbing, and thanking him loudly. He doesn’t care who hears. If you try to hold your voice back he gets rougher to have you be louder. 

Most of your intimate encounters will be him getting you off in order to humiliate yourself/hear you praise him. But in the few times he does find himself craving your body, be prepared. 

He is huge. That doesn’t need to be stated but he’s big. Muscular. Strong. Tall. And he’s got full control of nearly every fiber of his body. As the perfect being, he knows he’s well-endowed and uses it to his advantage. 

Some days he’s merciful and likes to take his time and prepare you. He’ll coo to you as if you are a mindless little animal (you probably will be after how well he stimulates you) and praise you for taking him so well.

“How precious. Control your breaths, pet. You can’t be this exhausted when we’ve barely begun yet. Now… relax yourself.” 

Other days, he’s merciless and will use you without abandon. His cruelty and dominating nature comes out full force. 

“Hmph, is this how you treat your new god? Beg better, or I’ll stop. You should be grateful I even deign to touch your mortal body.” 

Although he insists he is not affected by your presence or that you are but a toy for him to entertain himself with, if someone were to threaten to harm or take you back (ie. Joseph/Caesar), he will step in and put an end to that foolish thought. 

“It is unwise of you to think that you will take what is mine away from me.” 

DIO (Stardust Crusaders)

A Dio fully in touch with his desires with little remorse or care. This new body of his makes him more confident and lecherous. 

The many ‘victims’ that take up his bedchambers are usually fodder he disposes of quickly. And the ones that are ‘lucky’ enough to escape are very few. 

You happen to be fortunately (or unfortunately) be his favorite. And being Dio’s favorite means many things. 

You get special privileges almost no one else receives. Only you are allowed to caress and touch him so brazenly and easily, and only you can get somewhat mouthy with him. 

He spoils you with fancier foods and drinks to fill you to your heart’s content. While others can argue over scraps, he gives you the opportunity to sit on his lap and feed him. And if he’s feeling nice, he’ll feed you too. 

You also are practically immune to anything, so long as you keep remaining his favorite. If a minion tries something with you? Dead. Someone from the ‘harem’ insults you? Dead. Hell, a bird made too loud of a noise? Dead. He finds it hilarious to inflict damage due to his whims and somewhat twisted obsession with you. 

“Hoh? Does it please you, knowing your lord is willing to go to such lengths to keep you safe? Now, what will you do to showcase how pleased you are?” 

Most people catch on very quickly to stay away from you, lest they face an untimely death. 

But it does mean he expects you to serve his every whim quickly. He’s so demanding with you, annoyingly so, actually, and he does it to mess with you. You’re his favorite but he will still be a joker with you. 

He feeds on you often, but is in enough control to reign himself from taking all your blood. Sometimes he “jokes” that he just wants to drain you dry, but it’s up in the air. 

Dio is pretty selfish in bed. Often he lays back and expects you to ride him, like a good pet should do for their lord. Go on, earn your keep. 

He enjoys clawing at your skin and caressing the scratches he leaves on you later on. 

Is not ashamed of making a public spectacle of you if he feels like it. Get used to him continuing to pound into you while Hol Horse attempts to give him a report update. 

He takes his frustration and anger out on you physically. When he gets news that the Crusaders have foiled another batch of minions, he might go get his violent (and bloody) fill with a few random mortals, then return to you and sternly tell you to get on your knees. The stone cold expression on his face makes the room drop a few degrees and he will not talk much in these sessions. 

Dio likes putting you in difficult situations for the thrill of it. Your reactions are always interesting, solidifying his interest in you. 

He does admit that he’d probably never put you first above his plans (which he seldom talks about except when you two are relaxing after an intense night) and sardonically chuckles that he may enjoy you now, but it can all change if you stop being ‘fun’ for him. 

But when Hol Horse attempts to grab you to threaten Dio, Dio’s face hardens in a way no one has ever seen before, and Hol Horse immediately aborts the plan. You’ve never seen Dio look that terrifying before. 

He doesn’t speak of that event again, instead telling you to return to the room and stay there. 

Expect him to keep him closer and have a tighter grip around you. 

Yoshikage Kira 

Hiding in plain sight has never been so easy for Kira after having his face switched with the poor sucker at Cinderella salon. 

He could lie a bit longer, play pretend as a dutiful husband as this random man whose appearance he has taken. 

He returns home to see you, the partner of the man he just took over, and he knows he’s in for trouble. He’s going to have to not only fend off suspicion from everyone else in town, but especially within his own home. He no longer has a safe space and it frustrates him. 

He has never been in a formal romantic relationship, but he attempts to act ‘normal’, keeping some distance but still ‘polite’. 

You don’t seem to suspect much- or maybe you’re just so happy to see some changes in your former husband- and always like to chat with Kira. At first he finds it dull and grating, despising how you talk about nothing useful. 

But he can’t be too bland, so he’ll respond back. Usually one word responses and the like just to satiate you enough to get him off his back. 

However, you’ll occasionally discuss a topic he is more interested in and then he’ll give you more of his personal opinion on the subject. Kira didn’t expect to find some comfort with having another person to share these discussions with. 

And while he hated the fact his normal schedule before acting as your husband changed, he slowly starts to grow fond of his new routine with you. Waking up and receiving a goodbye kiss before he goes off to work has become his new morning energizer. Coming home to see the table set with you waiting for him makes the nights a bit more pleasant. 

He’ll never really recognize if he enjoys this for real or if he’s doing this to keep up the act of a ‘good husband’. He’ll just let the days continue to go on like this while he loses the others off his back. 

Although, one thing that really took him off guard was your heavy affection and sexual desires for him. You have nice hands, he’ll give you that, but he was so taken aback by your behavior. Apparently, throughout the whole night when you dressed up extra nice for him and made him his favorite meal and were complimenting him and swooning over him- that supposedly meant you wanted to take him to the room for some bed breaking action. 

He honestly was so shocked that this was what your behavior meant and he had take a moment to recollect himself. Kira declined that first night because he truly has never had sex with another person, less so someone he was pretending to be married to. He was not mentally prepared for that to be thrown at him.

After calming himself down in a few days, he does attempt to be more physically intimate with you. 

Yeah he’s mostly focused on your hands at first. He still doesn’t recognize if he actually loves you yet, but he won’t decline you giving him a handjob or stroking your hands over his toned body. And he’s always ready to be licking your hands. 

After a few more times of these rather awkward and selfish sessions, he does pay it back and begins to explore your body more. He finds himself fascinated with how your chest rises and falls with every shaky breath and moan you let out. He likes the way your eyes roll into the back of your head. 

His compulsive tendencies do appear in the bedroom, and he does let them out, but they honestly come off as roleplay. It’s kinda hot to hear your normally calm husband just huff and lecture you while he bends your body around roughly to ‘set you straight’.  

“Enough of that. Seriously, can you not even put yourself together correctly? If you can’t dress properly, then don’t bother wearing anything at all.” 

He’s way too deep into this marriage life with you, getting extra frustrated if anyone dares to disturb whatever you two have going on. 

Diavolo 

He falls in lust first. He hasn’t learned his lesson from the last time. Diavolo is a heavy believer in the concept of ‘Fate’, but he believes he is the ‘King’ who can overcome it. 

Surely… ‘fate’ wanted you to be his subordinate. 

You do a wonderful job, you never ask any questions that are unnecessary, and you never stray too far from what he’s asked. You always manage to get the job done in your own, unique way. 

You’re his most trusted subordinate (underneath Doppio), and Diavolo can’t help but feel that selfish urge to contain you as a part of him forever. You’re attractive, so cunning, and so loyal to him- something that makes him believe you were meant to be ‘his’. 

He’s run from his past for so long, but that makes him cocky. If you were to somehow lose his interest, he surely would overcome this ‘challenge’ and defy your fate, too. You’ll never know what hit you. Not to mention, he completely believes he’ll be able to keep you in check and under his thumb. He’s learned that much from his time.

So he lets himself be known to you, after all, good servants deserve some ‘rewards’ from their king, do they not? 

He is a cruel man in bed, doing almost everything in his power to exert his control over you and dominate you. 

Bondage, toys, threats, punishments, and even using King Crimson are not too out of line for this sadist. 

He enjoys overstimulating you, loving the way you babble nonsense and tell him it’s ‘too much’. 

The louder and messier it is, the better. Anything to show you who is the one in control and in charge, and where your proper place as his most devoted servant is. 

He insists on a BDSM lifestyle outside of the bedroom too. Diavolo is not short on funds, so he’ll gift you an expensive accessory (probably with built in tracking on it) as a ‘reminder’ of who you belong to. 

But knowing Diavolo, it’s a veiled threat. Fail to comply with his demands, fail to be entertaining to him, or worst of all, fail to keep his trust- you’ll be dealt with swiftly. Choose wisely when he ‘graciously’ lets you roam free. 

He’s pretty giving otherwise. His constant jumping from villa to villa or hotel makes him take you with him and allow you some luxuries in those areas. You will always have a private suite away from the rabble and be able to relax. 

Diavolo finds it sweet that you’ll trace the paisley tattoos/markings on his arm (sorry I like tattoos so uh-). He’ll let you do it for a bit, all while smirking down at you in amusement. 

“Enjoying yourself, tesoro mio?” 

Gets incredibly angry at the thought of someone touching you or finding you. Not purely out of love- but as a desire to keep you to him. If someone figured out your relationship with him, he’d have to swiftly deal with them and possibly you to keep himself hidden. 

He does trust Doppio to escort you and take care of you, allowing him to be perhaps the only other person to see you physically and take you around wherever Diavolo needs you to be taken. 

Surprisingly, Diavolo likes to listen to the opera and will play some records for you both to listen to while you both unwind or he is working on mundane things for Passione. 

Enrico Pucci 

A master manipulator who believes everything he’s doing is for your own good. He meets in the prison- you’re down on your luck, but you’re earnest and seeking redemption. How could he not want to give you the peace you’ve been searching for? 

As the chaplain of Green Dolphin, he does get more access to you than others get, as well as allowing you the chance to take a break from your prison activities to talk or assist him. 

He believes the chance meeting with you, you who was so pitiful in the chapel and begging for anything to comfort you in your hard time, was another mechanization of “gravity”. 

It was simply fate to meet you, and it was fated that he had to be the one to save you. Perhaps this was a second chance at something he needed to do to be redeemed. Perhaps this was him seeing a kindred spirit within you.

Pucci takes it upon himself to offer you counsel or give you a moment of reprise. Once you two get closer, he begins to encourage more discussion and debate from you. 

“Humans are powerless to oppose fate. Wouldn’t you agree on that?” 

But Pucci is obviously not the completely helpful priest he acts as, as his more sinister and rough behaviors come out the more he is ‘pulled’ to you. 

Pucci does continue to use Whitesnake as a mouthpiece, often to voice more ‘warnings’ to you so you do not get scared of Pucci directly. Obviously Whitesnake is just a separate being from Pucci, and you have nothing to worry about, because you obviously were not planning on doing anything to jeopardize Pucci’s goals or ideals, right? 

He uses his authority and standing in Green Dolphin to get his way. Whether it is ridding of annoying prisoners or guards who bother you, or having you isolated as ‘punishment’ for perhaps doing something he didn’t like, Pucci will pull as many strings as he must. 

Only he has your best interests in mind, and only he is the one who can give you salvation and the hope you long for. He is your ‘fate’ so long as you comply. 

He has to admit, he is curious to get your Memory DISC to see all your memories. But he recognizes that would possibly be a step too far (he has some boundaries, he thinks) and attempts to get you to admit your memories on your own. 

Incredibly attentive and will recall anything you’ve told him with 100% accuracy. It can be comforting and nice when you want to vent or talk to him. Do not think you can lie your way around him, though. Whether you’ve intentionally lied to him or not, he will promptly correct you and tell you to be truthful. 

Pucci believes the Heaven Plan will save you and make you more willing to accept your fate. He confesses to you that what he’s doing will make you happier, will make you more free, and will make your tears dry up. 

Although he says that, sometimes, when he looks at you, he does get those same feelings from before he met Dio. Those dreams of running away, running far away and committing blasphemous acts with you, much like those of the novels he’s read. He brushes them aside and counts prime numbers to rid himself of those ideas. He’s so close to his goal. 

“Enough, Pucci. Enough. You’ve committed to this. You’re doing this for the good of humanity. Even if it’s hard, they’ll understand. They’ll come to learn to love their new life and accept their fate with a smile.” 

Funny Valentine 

Funny prioritizes public appearance and his goals over his private life. Despite Scarlet being gone from the picture, he isn’t all that distraught. But being a ‘widower’ does give him some sympathy from the public that he uses to leverage good PR. 

And you are such a helpful assistant to him. You always have everything under control, every plan together, and whatever he may need quickly finished and given to him without him having to utter a word. 

That competence is quite attractive to him, more so than your physical features (which he does enjoy and did catch his eye before). 

He thinks to himself as a joke that he’d just adore having multiple copies of you running around the White House (and in the room) thanks to D4C, but he knows how dangerous it would be to play with your life like that. You’re so useful to him now, so he’ll care for you. 

Funny pulls lots of all-nighters, especially during the Steel Ball Run, and that means, likewise, you are too, as his devout assistant. This does mean he’s more tired, but also more personable than his stern public face. 

Sometimes he rambles about anecdotes from his time in the army or working as a senator. Sometimes he’ll tell a bad joke that makes you laugh from the fact that the strong president would say such a strange thing out of nowhere. But sometimes, he’ll admit how lonely it is, being the most powerful man in America. Especially without anyone beside him. 

He takes advantage of the sob story he has to get you to be more vulnerable with him. And when you comfort him and offer him some help, he is quite happy internally that you did exactly what he hoped you’d do, but outwardly acts humble. 

“How kind of you, dear. You needn’t worry about my nonsense, though. You aren’t on my payroll to be my personal therapist. I already stress you enough, as is.” 

But you insist and who is he to deny you? 

It doesn’t take long after that for your relationship to go beyond professional boundaries. A touch here, a longing gaze there- and Funny has to admit he enjoys the thrill of having a secret affair going on with his assistant right under the nose of the rest of the workers there. 

And, scandalously, Funny is a freak. A really freaky guy. 

Don’t get fooled by his professional nature and good posture that he displays for the newspapers. Funny is perhaps the most experimental and freaky man on the list, willing to try almost anything at least once (and it does give a good excuse to take you to his chambers). 

He indulges in plenty of kinks; bondage, domination (whether you or him), roleplay, exhibitionism- it doesn’t matter. 

But he will try to reign himself in because he is the president, even if he’d love nothing more than to have you on his desk and weeping for him. His biggest kink is roleplay, and in private, he will want to be addressed differently. This must go on at all times behind closed doors. Failure to adhere to his rules or attempting to embarrass him publicly will result in punishment. 

“You little brat! Have I not been clear on what you were to do? Or were you hoping I would take matters into my own hands? Hm, since you seem to enjoy acting so improper, perhaps I shall reteach you manners. Lay down, now. I hope you’re prepared for what’s coming.” 

Funny can look calm during any arguments he has with you, thus making him a tough man to debate. He is authoritative and believes he knows what’s best. While some backtalk is fine for the most part, after a while he puts his foot down and tells you to stop. 

But then you two see each other after you’ve calmed down, and he holds you while apologizing. He’ll insist he loves you very, very much, but he’s just under so much stress and while you may have your heart in the right place, there are some things that just can’t go as you like. 

Possessive when it comes to you, keeping you monitored by guards and by his side almost 24/7. You weren’t planning on betraying the country you love so much, were you, dear?

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Jealousy Headcanons: Duwang Gang

↳ Characters included are Josuke Higashikata, Okuyasu Nijimura, Koichi Hirose, and Rohan Kishibe. Gender neutral Reader with they/them pronouns. Hinted to take place after the death of Yoshikage Kira.

A/n: What a beautiful duwang! Real talk, I’ve been wanting to write a headcanon list for this group for a long time, now. Bless these boys, none of them (except for Koichi) know what they’re doing. I really hope y’all enjoy. <3

Warning(s): Canon-typical violence and swearing.

Josuke Higashikata

-> The Silent

The immediate feeling that washes over Josuke after realizing he’s become jealous is guilt.

If he has the luxury of being alone, he’ll pace around his bedroom while entertaining a lengthy argument with himself. It takes everything in him not to raise a hand up to his mouth and press a nail or two between clenched teeth. There’s a game of tug of war occurring inside his head and he’s nothing if not a slave to fully investing himself in the conflict.

If he isn’t alone, and especially if he’s with you, there is seemingly no dent made in his chill persona. Not a single person around him would be able to tell the internal conflict running through his mind. Not even you.

His usually relaxed thoughts are disrupted with an ocean of insecurity. “What if” questions plaguing him and internally souring his mood.

It’s a foreign feeling for him to experience. Especially considering you tend to bring out a very proud side of his personality. Ever since he started going out with you, everyday life has only gotten brighter.

And although he’d never be caught mentioning it out loud, there’s a part of him that’s mindful of the fact that usually he’s the one others grow jealous of.

He’s running in mental circles, a back and forth. Agonizing over just the idea of being jealous between taking the brunt of his emotions all at once.

All while he says absolutely nothing on the matter.

He may end up distancing himself for a day or two depending on just how lost in his own head he gets. He doesn’t seek out your company, and that’ll be the only telltale sign of how he’s truly feeling.

Even then, whenever you do see him, nothing appears to be wrong. He’ll smile at you all the same. His tone is cheerful as ever, and there’s no falter present in his laugh.

Because he can’t help but be ashamed for feeling this way, he’ll do anything in his power to make sure you don’t notice. He’ll continue to play the part of your never bothered, always cheery boyfriend.

He will only bring up his dilemma to Koichi.

Being involved in a relationship himself, Josuke figures he would best understand his point of view. He does his best to hear him out (he did go to him, after all), but Koichi telling him that it’s unhealthy to internalize how he’s feeling isn’t going to get Josuke to budge.

Josuke knows you’re loyal. He does trust you... so how could he possibly compromise that trust by mentioning something as silly as jealousy? Being open and honest is usually his go to. He tells you everything. But this...? There’s a little voice in his head telling him not to. And not even sound advice from a close friend can get him to stop listening.

If you’re observant enough to catch onto him avoiding you while simultaneously greeting you as if nothing’s wrong, bringing it up bluntly will finally force him to open his damn mouth.

He’s nervous; more nervous than he’s ever been around you in the past. It doesn’t take long before the word vomit starts pooling from his mouth, littered between a plethora of apologies. His eyes never meet yours until he’s done talking, hands continuously picking and pulling at one another.

Believe it or not, talking it through with you actually helps! Who knew? Certainly not Josuke.

After that first incident, dealing with his jealousy becomes a lot more manageable. Although it doesn’t happen often, it still does happen.

And he’s still not inclined to make a scene if he can help it.

Josuke’s opinion of guys who freak out on their partner or anyone who they feel threated by- even by the loosest stretch of the imagination -is very low. He will certainly talk to you about it, but in private and merely to express his emotions rather than to criticize you in any way.

The only real exception to this, is if someone’s actively hitting on you and repeatedly not taking the hint. How he approaches the situation largely depends on you.

If you’re not afraid of confrontation, he’s going to be at your side with a smug expression on his face the entire time. Your ability to stand up for yourself can make him melt on the spot. He lets you go at it, watching you with a smile brimming with puppy love. He just cannot help but fawn over how cool you are.

Once you’ve made your point, he’ll happily back you up lightheartedly. Even to the point of mocking the person who dared to ignore every “no” you threw their way. People like that deserve to get knocked down a peg, and Josuke’s eager to help.

If you’re more meek in approaching these situations, and tend to shoot Josuke glances pleading for his aid, he’s happy to help. It feeds into his ego a bit, honestly.

He’ll make a point to wrap an arm around you, throwing his best intimidating side-eye to the person daring to make you feel uncomfortable. Hell, he’ll even puff out his chest a little too.

Once again, he’s not above insulting them. His words are vicious and more than a little rude. He is a delinquent, after all.

Josuke isn’t a really fan of getting violent in these situations, though. The only reason he would get to that point is if the other person grows violent first and he needs to defend himself.

If they take it that far, they’re asking for it in his book. He doesn’t feel any need to use Crazy Diamond against something so trivial, more than a little confident in his own strength.

That said, if the flirtatious bastard is enough to make you really upset, he will use his stand to rearrange their appearance in an attempt to make you laugh. Yeah, it’s a bit twisted, but his youthful mischievousness is likely to earn him a smile from you.

That said, if someone flirts with you and tries to brush him off by dissing his hair- all cards are off the table. Openly flirting with you in front of him and dissing his hair? That person must have a death wish.

You may want to look away.

Okuyasu Nijimura

-> The Emotional

Unlike his best friend, Okuyasu wears his heart on his sleeve at all times.

Expressing emotions, even negative or embarassing ones, is not something he shies away from. No, not even in public.

When he first confessed his feelings to you, he was certainly more than a little shy. But when you gladly reciprocated, you’re positive the entirety of Morioh shook with his joyous response.

It’s because of this that Okuyasu experiencing jealousy is quite the roller-coaster of emotion. If he’s jealous, everyone and their mother will likely know.

His immediate response is confusion.

Not over how he’s feeling per se, but instead over what to do about it. Painfully aware of his own intellegence, he’ll agonize over how he should respond. Jealousy is rather complicated in his opinion, and his biggest concern is accidentally pushing you away via his reaction.

He is decisive, though, so it’s not something he’s going to mull it over for very long.

And if you’re right beside him, the likelihood of you diffusing his jealousy right in that very moment is quite high. So, although it’s not uncommon for him to be jealous, he’s quick to let it go.

In most cases, that’s where the story ends.

Sometimes, though, if the feeling is strong enough or if you’re not able to talk with him, it’ll go a bit further.

In those instances, the emotion that follows his confusion is anger. More accurately, it’s defensiveness masked with a display of frustration.

It’s written all over his face, eyebrows furrowing and eyes turning sharp. The delivery of his words are rather harsh and unfiltered (well, more than usual).

This anger won’t ever be directed at you, though. Okuyasu cares about you far too much.

If he can’t direct it at a specific individual that’s (according to him) the source of his jealousy, he’ll instead grow angry with himself. Mainly because his jealousy stems from an insecure belief that he’s not good enough for you.

If he gets this upset, it’s best to leave him to let out his frustrations before going to speak with him on the matter. Hell, Josuke is a better support for Okuyasu when he’s dealing with the bulk of his emotions.

Not much time is needed; no more than a day. And because he respects you greatly, if you give him that tiny- yet definitely needed -space, he’ll gladly hear you out with a fresher mindset.

Okuyasu is almost always going to be soothed by your affirmations.

Sweet words about how you’re with him because you want to be, and that nothing so small could form a wedge between the two of you, is very reassuring for him.

Jealousy is going to be more of a prevalent hurtle for the both of you to work on at the beginning of the relationship. He was still getting used to the idea that you really do like him as more than just a friend. It’s sweet, sure, but the insecurity is something the two of you work on together.

As time passes, and he digests the fact that you’re not going to leave him for the first person that flirtatiously glances your way, he cools off a lot. In fact, he starts having a hard time taking the people who hit on you seriously.

Namely, he’s going to laugh at any poor bastard trying to make a move on you. Because “Ha! Get a move on, loser! Can’t you see their taken?”

His mocking may not be as well-thought out as Josuke’s, but they can cut just as deep. And his delivery is almost always sure to bring a smile to your face. Okuyasu is always proud when he’s the cause of your glee.

That said, getting defensive is still a knee-jerk reaction at times. It only applies if someone doesn’t want to take “no” as an answer.

Doesn’t matter how capable you are in defending yourself, if someone pushes it, he’s quickly going to follow it up with threats. Partially out of affectionate protectiveness, and also in part because he likes to think of himself as your knight in shining armor.

He tries to be as suave as he can while threatening a stranger with a fist to the face. One second he’s throwing insults, the next he’s giving you a smile along with a cheeky wink.

As far as he’s concerned, someone messing with his boyfriend/girlfriend better be prepared for a pair of knuckles meeting harshly with their jaw.

Okuyasu’s like an angry dog barking loudly at anyone getting too close. Least you know no one will ever dare to mess with you for very long.

Koichi Hirose

-> The Logical

Out of everyone in the Duwang gang, Koichi is the least susceptible to jealousy. Actually, scratch that. He’s the least susceptible to jealousy in all of Morioh.

Especially after developing Echoes act 3, his thought process just doesn’t leave a lot of room for doubts in both you and himself.

If someone’s attempting to flirt with you, he’s more likely to grow annoyed rather than jealous.

He’ll throw them an unamused glance, eyebrow raised as if daring them to continue further. He’ll turn back to you, mentioning loudly enough for them to hear how obnoxious he finds their behavior to be. Returning the favor with a smile almost always does the trick, often prompting them to give up.

If they don’t, and press further, Koichi is prone to suggesting that the two of you go somewhere else. He never returns any animosity thrown towards him, not letting it get to him much. Yeah, they may be hurling low-hanging insults towards him, but he’s the one with you on his arm.

His casualness in those situations is so consistent to the point where Josuke and Okuyasu each comment on how they don’t understand it.

When a situation arises where they know they’d be jealous, the two just cannot wrap their head around how calm he is. Koichi merely laughs them off, almost finding their confusion to be amusing.

Koichi’s grown a lot, and he just can’t find it within himself to give into insecurities he considers unnecessary. All that, in his mind, should really be left in the past.

Adding to his confidence, is you yourself.

Koichi adores you, and would honestly trust you with his life. So why would he ever grow jealous of an old friend? What on earth could some random person at a party provide you in a short, two minute conversation that would warrant any defensiveness? Why would he feel threatened by a coworker? It’s not like he can tell you to avoid them.

In fact, he’s very aware of the fact that he can't tell you what to do in general. Or rather, he simply won’t. It’s not in his nature to be controlling or hover over you like that.

Not because you’ve brought it up or it's ever been an issue in the past. It’s simply because... that’s not a real relationship in his eyes. He’s not bossy or pushy- you started dating him because that was your decision at the end of the day. And that alone is enough proof to him that being jealous really isn’t worth it.

Now, if by some miracle he does grow jealous, it’s not going to last very long. Again, Koichi is just too levelheaded.

He is going to grow downcast, saddened by his own perspective of the situation. This is because he’ll only get to the point of jealousy if he believes you’ve returned someone’s advances- whether it was by word of mouth or something he saw with his own two eyes.

And because you care for him as earnestly as he does for you, his jealousy likely occurs due to an honest misunderstanding.

Koichi will approach you on the matter himself, and will do so calmly. Even if he saw something, he doesn’t want to become more upset before he hears what you have to say. After all, you’ve never disappointed him before.

Because of his strong trust in you, after he details his perspective on the matter, he asks that you explain your side of the situation to him.

Koichi’s demeanor is very controlled and polite, hiding a certain degree of genuine worry. He listens with baited breath, internally praying that he simply misread what happened.

And to his relief, that’s all it ever ends up being.

Just like that, the both of you are quickly back to normal. Worries evaporate from within his mind, and he’s back to his usual sweet self.

Genuinely the best boyfriend here, no contest.

Rohan Kishibe

-> The Denier

Oh, boy.

First thing’s first, it should be noted that The Great Rohan Kishibe does not grow jealous. It’s not even a question, and honestly, expecting him to explain such a thing is an insult. Men and women alike fawn over him; anyone would be lucky to have him. You’re lucky to have him.

And to his credit, Rohan really doesn’t grow jealous very often.

His confidence in himself may cross the line into narcissism, but it doesn’t lead him to give into jealousy very often.

Like Koichi, he knows that if you’re with him, it’s because you truly care. Even more so, considering Rohan knows (if only slightly) that he’s not the easiest person to be around.

Nope! He certainly doesn’t become jealous very often… not never, like he’s worked so hard to have you believe.

For Rohan to become jealous requires specific circumstances. Some random person approaching you at a party or bar isn’t going to pose much of a threat to his ego.

On the contrary, it feeds into his ego.

You’re a beautiful individual; it’s no question as to why others would try and approach you. But, of course, you always turn them away seeing as you’re already his.

In those instances, he’s as dismissive as Koichi, coupled with a tongue as sharp as Josuke’s. Rolling his eyes, wrapping an arm around you, straight up ignoring the person trying to talk to you, kissing you out of the blue- he’s got every weapon in his arsenal equipped to ensure you’re left alone.

If it gets to the point where you’re growing visibly nervous or uncomfortable, Rohan’s words are the nastiest you’ve ever seen. But the display isn’t necessarily out of jealousy, as it is out of shock and frustration that they’d persist. He’s not going to let anyone speak to you in such a way.

But when it pertains to an old friend, the one you were talking about meeting up with for a week straight... now that’s what makes his chest tighten.

Rohan’s going to be in a bad mood because of it, but it’s not too distinct from his usual behavior. No, he’s just a little more quiet than normal. And by the time you cheerfully tell him about seeing this friend of yours, he thinks he may go nuts.

Rohan’s immediate response is to completely shut himself out from everyone, while simultaneously denying any thought he has over being jealous in the first place.

The time he spends locked inside his office is insanely alarming.

At first, you question whether or not you should even say anything about it. Yes, you’re obviously concerned for his health, but Rohan falls into his exaggerated version of workaholic-mode from time to time. And you know him well enough to understand he requires a very careful approach to be pulled out of it.

No, what really warns you that something’s wrong, is that even Koichi asks you if Rohan is doing okay.

His concern takes you aback, and only makes your heart sink further when Josuke (of all people) speaks up about it as well. He’s a lot more reserved about showing any worry, but it’s enough to let you know that something is fundamentally off.

Prodding Rohan for an explanation is going to take a good while.

He’s so unused to feeling jealousy in any capacity that he outright refuses to even admit it to himself.

No, he just needs to work and not interact with anyone. Why? Because he has to; don’t question him. There’s so much he needs to do. You’re far too busy with your old friend in town to pay him any mind anyway.

And that’s exactly the sentiment you finally manage to pull from him.

He spits it out it with crossed arms, not once meeting your gaze. But it’s a mistake (in his mind), because it gets the cogs turning in your mind.

You end up realizing Rohan’s jealous before he does.

Affirmations that you love him is a must, and don’t even bring up the fact that he grew jealous- it would only continue to stir the pot. You know Rohan well, confident in how you choose your words when talking to him about it.

He refuses to give you any indication that he's listening, of course, but one brief glance your way cracks his hardened outer shell.

The look on your face... it initiates this weird sinking feeling deep inside his gut. Just thinking of could halt his movements.

Yes, realistically, he could just use his stand to check whether or not his concern is warranted.

But, for one thing, he’s already promised you he wouldn't do that to you. Setting boundaries is extremely important to Rohan, so he respects the ones you set in return. So much so that the thought of using Heaven’s Door on you doesn’t cross his mind once.

And that look on your face, soft and melancholy upon the realization that he’s been doubting you... he honestly doesn’t need to use his stand to know he's severely misread your relationship with your old friend.

His own ability to recognize how poorly he misunderstood the situation is something he figures he’ll have to unpack at a later time. In that moment, he was just relieved. He told you, rather stubbornly, that he supposes he was wrong. In own his weird, twisted way, that was how he apologized.

In short, being with you is a humbling experience for a person like Rohan and this instance of becoming jealous is certainly a part of that.

Weirdly enough, to his internal surprise, it’s ultimately a pleasurable development. Not like he’d ever tell you, though.

With the passage of time, he even lets you tease him over it. The two of you playfully go back and forth, bringing up times where you both got so jealous. It’s all in good fun, his confidence in your feelings for him stronger than ever.

In reality, him having a bit of humor about it is a clear sign that he’s growing into the relationship more and more. And him being able to be more transparent around you makes it easier for him to talk to you in the future if he gets that jealous again.

There’s still room for growth, but such things are almost always a gradual process for someone like Rohan.

That said, only you’re allowed to make any sort of teasing remarks about the whole ordeal. Anyone else isn’t worthy of doing so.

[conellu]

Sleeping Together (literally) Headcanons

Vinegar Doppio/Reader

Kira Yoshikage/Reader

Rohan Kishibe/Reader

Sleeping headcanons for doppio, kira, and rohan. Nothing sexual, no pronouns for reader, Diavolo mentioned once for Doppio, no killing mention for Kira, and Rohan isn’t as much of a dickhead as he could be

also posted on my AO3

-human space heater, so much so that you have to sleep in the least amount of clothes possible -he will cuddle you and you cannot escape this -when he comes home late he wraps as much of his body as he can around you -sweats A LOT if he has blankets on -nightmares?  you bet.  please hold him. -will nuzzle his nose into your neck and place small kisses there -if you’re both going to sleep at the same time (which is rare), he wants to lay face to face and stroke your face gently -never there in the morning, sometimes leaves you lil notes with doodles, sometimes leaves you a voicemail, all depends on how urgent Boss is -needs to have white noise on at the very least, prefers to have soft music playing though -snores often, not very loudly

-dude is a fucking rock when he’s sleeping -doesn’t move, doesn’t snore (unless he’s sick) -will not go to sleep cuddling you but does not put up a fight if you curl up on his side (please do this, he enjoys the closeness secretly, especially if you snuggle up near him like a cat) -often goes to bed at the same time as you, very rarely do you not fall asleep together -you guys also wake up together, no extra cuddle time sorry -if you’re sick and have to stay in bed, he writes out a quick note and places it on the nightstand along with water and medicine -prefers little to no sound at night, white noise is the most he wants -will have Killer Queen curl up near you if he’s busy in another room and you’re already laying down -doesn’t mind small kisses before bed

-very rarely does he fall asleep at the same time as you, your sleep schedules (do not fight him on this, he will make you go to bed) -does cuddle you, arm around your waist and as close to you as possible -does not move after he falls asleep, poor boy is too exhausted -if you move he rolls over and that’s about it, feel free to be his big spoon when you return (he loves this) -is cold, please do not steal his blankets -do not mention the cuddles outside of the bedroom, he will deny it or say that you make him -does snore, sometimes loudly -does not care if there’s noise or not, when he’s falling asleep he’s falling sleep -would prefer if you guys were on the same sleep schedule but he’s aware that’s just not possible

[soupbabe]

Yoshikage Kira with a Shy! Child! Reader Headcanons

Anon asked: Hello!! I stumbled across your blog and I hope it's chill to request something with Yoshikage Kira and child!reader? Possibly Hayato's younger quiet sibling! At first they were scared and looked like they were 'suspicious' of him but it didn't take long for them to be extremely attached to him- they would only talk to him, follow him around a lot, hold onto him, etc etc! idk the thought of this menace being a dad.. sounds oddly nice ;u; I hope this is okay!!

It's okay!! Tbh a lot of my Kira stuff in my Masterlist is dad! Kira 😅😅 honestly I'm surprised I haven't written this before.

- Upon meeting you, Yoshikage would think you were kind of odd, but easily brushed you off.

- You were young, single digits, he didn't waste his time fretting over you as he did Hayato.

- Even if you did stick to your older brother's side all the time, Kira knew you were too young to fully grasp his theories

- But the bond between you and your "dad" grew during Kira's first few days of being Kosaku

- You noticed your dad being more outwardly affectionate, packing lunches, and sending you and Hayato off with a friendly goodbye

- It felt suspicious at first, you'd talk to Hayato about it every now n then, but it was hard to turn away from how nice your dad was being

- It was a pleasant change, and eventually you'd find yourself opening up to Kira.

- Every "what did you do at school today" was met with an actual response instead of a shrug, Kira and Shinobu would notice you smiling more

- Who knew that paying more attention to your kid could get them to come out of their shell 🤷

- While Yoshikage wanted and expected himself to be a better husband and father, he didn't expect his niceties to be reciprocated so quickly

- At first, he was annoyed. If he needed to go out and suppress his urges, he didn't want a kid hugging his leg and sobbing every time he left

- Give it a week and you'll get him to crack.

- He'll squeeze in extra time in his tight schedule to walk you to school and he'll pack you sweet notes in your lunch

- He still doesn't fully accept the idea that he loves you as if you were his kid, he thinks he came around to your "usefulness" to him. What's more normal than a dad that cares about his kid?

- Not to mention you report back to Hayato with nothing but good and normal things about him. Having you around eases suspension at all angles

- But y'know.. if he heard you were getting bullied he would kill for you. No doubt about it.

- Kira can't help but be that proud dad who's passive aggressively showing you off. He'd sign up for any school conferences just to brag about you

- He'd laugh at you hiding behind him or covering up his face, but he'll play it off and say that he's glad his child is so humble

- You being shy and silent didn't bother Yoshikage as much as it bothered Shinobu.

- He was a quiet kid too, and as long as you're keeping out of trouble, he doesn't see a problem with it

- In fact, he prefers it. He's happy he stole the identity of a man with two children that aren't over the top ankle biters, having you around gets him closer to the quiet life he's always dreamed of!

[rougepancake]

DESIRE

Ft. Yoshikage Kira x F!Reader

Pt. 2

Warnings: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni or risk being blocked. Rough sex, Kira’s hand fetish, breeding kink, choking, both of you hate children but you run a daycare and that sets something off in him, y’all are married. No plot only porn- not proofread. Really tempted to make a part 2 of him taking care of you while you’re pregnant.

It was his day off. His day off and he was going to work with you.

It’s not like he really minded, but still.

Thankfully you were only checking in at the daycare you owned, which meant that once you were done, he’d finally have you all to himself.

He watched in silence as you walked around and interacted with the various children and employees in the building. You were so cheery and it made him feral.

God did it drive him up a wall.

You had picked up the children and played with them for a little bit and he just could NOT forget that sight. Even as the two of you ate dinner together he just couldn’t get the idea out of his head.

The night of your first date the topic of kids came up, and to your surprise, he hated them just as much as you did. You both shared the views of ‘it’d be a financial strain’ even though you were both fucking rich and it just sort of went from there.

But he just couldn’t help but wonder what you would look like carrying his child.

The thought alone was enough to give him a hard on.

And if he were thinking clearly he would have remembered that he made a bet with you to see who would give in to their baby fever.

Yoshikage Kira doesn’t lose bets.

Well…

“Let’s have a kid.” He stated bluntly, watching closely as you choked on your water.

“What the hell?!” You coughed, giving him a scowl as you caught your breath. You wiped away the water you had spit out and looked at him, clearly skeptical. “I thought you hated kids. Why the sudden change?”

“You’d look so adorable carrying my child.” He speaks lowly, his eyes shining with lust as he watches your reaction closely.

There was just something about the way he had said it that made you want to give in.

“I’m on the pill, you know.” You argued, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Doesn’t matter.”

That night he didn’t even wait for you to crawl into bed alongside him. It would take too much effort, so he picked you up and slammed your back onto the mattress, his face dangerously close to yours.

The top of his pajama set was unbuttoned, revealed his gorgeously toned body, and while you were staring, his leg made its way between your legs, rubbing against your clothed cunt.

“Your daycare business is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He mumbled against your neck, his voice strained.

You brought your hands up to his neck as he undressed you, squeezing softly and forcing out a desperate moan from your husband’s lips.

Desperate kisses and wandering hands, silent pleas for more, and the sound of skin hitting skin made for a remarkable experience.

“Y-Yoshikage-“ You threw your head back, closing your eyes as the pure bliss of your high overwhelmed you. “I’m c-close…”

“I’m not.”

What.

Your husband could last two rounds max, and yet he sounded so confident in himself when he spoke.

“But you have wo-work-“ He thrusted sharply at the mention of his job, shooting you a slight glare.

“I’m calling in. We’re gonna have all day together.”

You let out a cry of pleasure as your back arched upwards, Yoshikage’s tip just finally finding your cervix.

Dear god he was determined.

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

Psycho Analysis: Freaky Fred

(WARNING! This analysis is... NAUGHTY!)

Hello dear reader, this is Fred.

You hear the words that are in his head.

To Courage the dog he is a threat,

because he’s very… naughty.

In Courage the Cowardly Dog, you see,

Fred appeared and definitely

left a mark on you and me

by being very... naughty.

So let's take a look at this creepy man,

and hopefully you'll understand

why this guy has garnered tons of fans

despite him being... naughty.

Motivation/Goals:

Fred’s a man of simple needs.

He wants to cut hair, indeed!

And his efforts would likely succeed

if he weren’t so… naughty.

He has a compulsion, you know.

He sees hair and it’s time to go!

And so he spends the\is episode of the show

being very naughty.

Performance: Paul Schoeffler is the man, you know!

He voiced Le Quack, Katz and Big Toe!

The Cajun Fox, Zalost, the Snowman, oh,

he played characters who were… naughty.

He was quite good at what he had to do,

even playing Dr. Vindaloo!

And he played our boy Fred, it’s true,

with a performance that was… quite naughty.

Final Fate: After shaving Courage’s hair,

the orderlies escort him out of there.

One could argue the ending’s unfair.

Fred was only… a little naughty.

Evilness: Is Fred evil? Who can say?

I certainly don’t see him that way.

Really, at the end of the day,

the worst you can call him is… naughty.

He shaves off hair against people’s will

because it gives him perverted thrills.

He doesn’t maim or harm or kill,

he’s genuinely just naughty.

So I suppose a 1.5/10’s the score.

I can’t really justify much more.

He’s not cruel or deadly to the core,

he’s a weird guy who’s naughty.

Best Quote: The opening lines of his sole appearance of course,

which he delivers with no remorse

as he outlines his action’s course

and explains that he is… NAUGHTY:

“Hello, new friend. My name is Fred.

The words you hear are in my head.

I say, I said my name is Fred,

and I've been... very naughty.”

Final Thoughts & Score: Alright, time to drop the rhyming act so I can actually really talk about Fred. And boy, is he ever interesting to talk about! Courage is really a cavalcade of amazing one-shot antagonists, but Fred is easily one of the best and most memorable.

A huge part of that is probably down to his single appearance being narrated from his point of view. He’s the rare Courage villain that gives us explicit insight to his thought process and why he does what he does, and what he does is… extremely strange and even suggestive. His compulsion is so strange and how he narrates it and refers to his actions really build him up to feel worse and creepier than he actually is. He’s not trying to hurt Courage in any way, he’s just trying to exercise his bizarre fetish like a G-rated Yoshikage Kira. There's a lot of ways you could read into this compulsion, but t really does make him stand out as a character due to how unique it is and how it's implemented into the story.

I think what also helps is Schoeffler giving one of his best performances on the show. Like yes, Katz and Le Quack are great, and Vindaloo is a funny meme man, but Fred is just a truly iconic character with such a bombastic and sophisticated narration that I really think he’s a contender for the best character the man played. On top of that we have a fantastic design, with his crazy hair and way-too-wide grin; literally every aspect of this guy is perfect.

But at the end of it all, you have to remember that Fred isn’t actually evil, no matter how much he seems to insist he is. At worst, he’s an anti-villain, and even then it’s in name only; the dude is just a freaky weirdo who looks like Betelgeuse and has a strange fetish he can’t help but act out on, and at worst his actions are annoying and inconvenient as opposed to horribly destructive or deadly. Like, oh no, your hair’s gone! It’ll grow back, whatever. He may be Sweeney Todd for kids, but this barber ain’t a demon; he’s just a fucking weirdo. And I love him for it.

A 9.5/10 is the score he gets,

A memorable antagonist, one of the best.

His narration will never leave your head,

and isn’t that just…

NAUGHTY?

[moodybluezzz]

Sleepover - Rohan Kishibe x Reader

[Content: SFW, fluff, gender neutral Y/N, warning for description of nightmares/night terrors, fear, and Kira being creepy]

[Word count: 2.7k]

How did I end up here? Standing on a mangaka's porch in the middle of the night?

You had lived in Morioh for your entire life - content with your peaceful, albeit lonely, routine. You found it surprisingly difficult to make friends in the small town, spending most of your time reading and drawing on your own instead. That is, until a year ago, when you crossed paths with a peculiar cast of characters and your life changed. You had recognized a few of the boys - Josuke, Okuyasu, and Koichi - since they attended school nearby and frequented many of the same shops and restaurants as you. However, your interest in the group spiked when you began hearing mutters of a killer on the loose, and strange beings known as "Stands" that held powers beyond your imagination. After running into the boys so many times, it began to feel as though fate was bringing you together somehow. One day you mustered the courage to start a conversation and managed to befriend the rowdy teens. From there you became part of the group, helping out however you could despite your lack of a Stand. As a result you also became familiar with Jotaro Kujo, a stoic man visiting Morioh to investigate the Stand Users, and Rohan Kishibe, a stubborn mangaka, each possessing Stands of their own and aiding in the mission.

From the start you couldn't help but find yourself drawn to Rohan, not only admiring his abilities but also seemingly tolerating his bold personality more than the rest of the group. Though you could admit he was a prick sometimes, you longed to get to know him even just a little more and felt comfortable around him nonetheless.

Now you were at Rohan's doorstep at 3am on a cold fall night, your arms wrapped tightly around yourself as you hoped that he heard your knocking. Ever since the fateful battle with Yoshikage Kira, you found yourself plagued with nightmares and a general nervousness about the town. It was as though Kira's evil spirit itself was haunting you. Tonight your nightmares were worse than usual, waking you terrified with no chance of falling back asleep. You hurried to the one person who was guaranteed to be awake at this hour - Rohan. Glancing nervously around the dark, you shuddered at the thought of some twisted Stand User leaping out of the darkness to torment you like Kira did to so many others. You knocked again, this time more frantic. Just as your mind began playing tricks on you in the darkness, Rohan opened the door. You leapt through the doorway, nearly into his arms, and he stepped back in surprise with an annoyed look.

"There must be a slumber party at my place tonight, did I miss the memo? Seriously, what are you doing, Y/N." He crossed his arms.

"I-I'm sorry, Rohan! It's just… I had a nightmare…"

"And you came here why?" Rohan stared at you skeptically.

"I thought… Maybe you would be able to help make sense of these dreams… You're into scary paranormal stuff, right?"

"Scary paranormal stuff. Right." He rolled his eyes. "Look, just close the door and come in." He sighed and started walking through his lavish living room and toward the kitchen. "Let's just sit down and chat." You followed carefully behind Rohan; All the lights were off due to the late hour. You had been here a few times before with the others but the mansion still never failed to impress you. You felt a brief wave of pity for Rohan, wondering if it ever got lonely living alone in such a big house.

At last you arrived at the kitchen, Rohan motioning for you to sit down at a candle-lit dining table. His sketchbook sat open in the flickering light - he must have been drawing before you arrived. He sat across from you, the warm light illuminating his face. He leaned down, resting his elbow on the table and his chin on his hand.

"So, tell me about these nightmares."

You did your best to describe the dreams, starting vaguely in worry that Rohan might not take you seriously. However, as you went on his expression changed to one of concern, inviting you to open up. You told him all about the horrors you faced at the hands of the Stand User in your dreams, the sleepless nights and the anxiety that washed over you as the sun set on Morioh each day. You stopped and sat in silence, shaken up by the mere memory of your nightmares. You fidgeted your hands nervously on the tabletop, before glancing up and meeting Rohan's deep green eyes. The candlelight made them shine brilliantly, and you couldn't help but get lost in them. You wondered what was going on in Rohan's mind as he stared into your soul. After a long moment you snapped out of it, averting your gaze and blushing.

"Stay here for the night." Rohan spoke firmly. "We can't have you running off in the middle of the night again. We have to get this fear out of you." You were shocked at his willingness to help you and ever-so-slightly excited. Rohan continued. "Your fear isn't irrational per say. We all remember what Yoshikage Kira did. But it's been a year since then and this paranoia can't go on. Maybe it'll help to get some rest knowing there's a Stand user in the house." He stood. "I'm going to make tea. If you want some, you can."

You watched as he swiftly brewed a small pot of tea, mesmerized by the way his body moved in the dim light. He was wearing a much more casual outfit than you were used to seeing, though it still reflected his extravagant fashion sense.

You wondered how many times he had done this, brewing tea for himself at some late hour to fuel his nighttime drawing sessions. Had he ever wished he had someone to share it with?

Rohan set two elegant teacups on the table and poured out some for each of you. "This will help you relax."

You waited for him to sit back down before taking a sip and sighing.

"This is the best tea I've ever had! Thank you, Rohan… Really…"

Rohan smirked. "It's just tea, nothing special." You were tempted to tell him it was special just for the fact he made it. However, you held back. You finished your tea quickly and Rohan set the dishes aside. "You should get to bed. I can see the exhaustion in your eyes."

You felt ever-so-slightly self conscious. "Where do you want me to sleep? I can take the couch if you'd like-"

"No, no. There's guest bedrooms upstairs. Let me show you the way."

You followed Rohan, hoping to finally enjoy a restful sleep. He opened a door just up the stairs and flicked on the light.

"Go on. Now get some sleep. My bedroom is right next door if you need to know where the bathroom is or something." You thanked him and he closed the door, leaving you alone. The room was decorated plainly yet elegantly, and the bed was made perfectly as though no one had ever slept in it. Maybe they hadn't. You shut off the light and plopped down on the mattress.

It's even softer than I expected!

Rohan was right - you must have really needed to catch up on rest. And you did feel safer knowing he was right next door. You fell asleep the moment your head hit the pillows.

…

Darkness.

A path lit only by flickering yellow streetlights.

Walking past rows of identical townhouses. This is Morioh.

Your footsteps echoing through the night.

Why are you here?

Footsteps that are not your own.

Running.

Faster footsteps. He's behind you.

Hands grabbing you from behind. Holding you back.

Can't turn around but you know who is there.

The figure of a creature emerging from the darkness ahead. A Stand.

Piercing pink eyes tearing into your soul. Gloved hands reaching out for you.

Kicking, screaming to no avail, screaming for Rohan. Help me, Rohan! He's got me!

He's a Killer Queen

Gunpowder, gelatine

Dynamite with a laser beam

Guaranteed to blow your mind.

…

"Y/N! Y/N, stop! You need to wake up!"

You finally came to, Rohan struggling to hold you still with a frustrated expression. You were kicking and screaming and begging Kira to let you go. You gradually processed what was happening and burst into tears, giving in and clinging to Rohan desperately. He was silent and still for a moment, before hesitantly resting his arms around you. You buried your face in his chest and gripped his back, not caring if he pushed you away and scolded you. However, Rohan stayed still and silent, taken aback by the sudden contact. He slowly wrapped his arms around you, searching for the right words.

"Just… breathe. You're safe, I promise." Your sobs gradually grew more sparse and eventually stopped altogether. You looked up at Rohan, your face hot and tear-stained. Something in his expression changed as he looked down at you.

Without a word he got up, grabbing your hand and guiding you off the bed and to your feet.

"Come to my room. Let me help you." You rubbed your eyes and followed him out of the room and into his own, looking over your shoulder into the darkness of the house every so often. You could just make out the shape of Rohan's bed in the darkness. He sat down near the pillows and patted the spot in front of him. Once you joined him, he reached out and put his hands on your trembling shoulders.

"I didn't want to have to jump to this, but let me use my Stand to help you. Heaven's Door can erase all of this." You shuddered. You were present when Rohan used his Stand in the past - a clever yet invasive power. He had noticed how much it intimidated you and avoided using it on you until now. You gulped.

"It will only take a moment, and when you open your eyes everything will be okay."

You scooted closer to Rohan and nodded, closing your eyes. He focused his gaze on you and whispered.

"Heaven's Door!"

Your consciousness faded as Rohan laid you down and opened your mind like a book. You felt… vulnerable. But at this point you didn't mind. As long as you were in Rohan's hands, everything was okay.

It felt like only an instant passed before you opened your eyes. Your mind felt unexplainably clearer. You looked up at Rohan, who was sitting beside you, his legs hanging off the side of the bed.

"...I made some edits. I didn't completely wipe your memory of the dreams - I didn't want you waking up wondering how you ended up in my bed. That would've been a pain to explain. But you won't be having any more. Okay?"

You nodded, relieved. It was as though your fear was erased - literally.

Rohan gazed off into the darkness for a long moment.

"...Why are you so intrigued by me?"

In your panic you had completely forgotten that Heaven's Door allowed Rohan to read all of your thoughts - and you had no doubt he did some snooping. You hesitated to answer. There was just something about Rohan - his attitude, his outfits, his talent, the way he directed his dry jokes at you when you were with the others because he seemed to know you'd get it the most. You knew there was more to him than the cold front he put up in public, and you wanted to find it. And you had to admit, he was attractive…

"Heh. I guess I didn't have to ask. I bet right now you're thinking of the very things I already saw." You scrambled for an excuse before Rohan reached down and turned your chin toward him. You blushed hard and stared into his eyes, their emerald hue just visible in the dark. He leaned down close.

"This is what you imagined I would do when we were in the kitchen, is it not?"

He so knew what he was doing to you, though he kept his poker face all the while. You couldn't deny you liked it deep down.

"Tell me." Rohan whispered firmly. You turned, facing away from him in embarrassment. You felt him lean over you, his face mere inches from yours.

"Your silence speaks volumes."

He pulled back and laid down on the other side of the large bed. Your heart raced as you debated whether to turn over and try to explain yourself or leave him be. You decided not to dig yourself into an even bigger hole, closing your eyes and focusing on getting back to sleep instead.

Just as you began to drift off, you felt a weight shift on the bed behind you, followed by a firm chest on your back and arms wrapping carefully around your body. You opened your eyes, wondering if you were dreaming.

"What are you doing, Rohan?" You mumbled tiredly.

The man was silent at first before leaning close to your ear. You could feel his warm breath on your neck - an indescribable sensation shooting down your body. You gasped quietly.

"I'm just going to protect you for the night. Don't get too excited." Rohan snuggled closer, spooning your whole body in his. "Besides, you wanted to be closer to me, right? Well now you are." He whispered smugly, a teasing tone in his voice.

You closed your eyes, taking in the feeling of Rohan's tall, slim body against yours.

You broke the silence. "There's just… Always been something that made me want to be special to you…"

Rohan was silent for a moment.

"You are special to me."

Your heart fluttered as you took in his words. Deep down you hoped he would say more, but he held back. Stubborn as always.

"...Goodnight, Y/N."

You fell asleep to the feeling of Rohan's hands running soothingly along your side, and up and down your arms. You had no dreams that night.

When you woke you were alone in the bed. You could hear the faint sound of dishes clinking in the kitchen downstairs. Rohan must have gotten up before you (unsurprisingly, the guy seemed to never sleep.) You laid there for a moment, enjoying the warm sunlight pouring through the windows and the lingering smell of Rohan's expensive cologne in the air. For a moment you had to ask yourself if last night was a dream. You sat up, realizing you hadn't brought a change of clothes.

Your eyes settled on Rohan's closet.

You opened the tall sliding doors to reveal a walk-in closet packed with designer clothes. You scanned through the shelves - some outfits you easily recognized, others you had never seen him wear at all. You settled on a comfy white sweater and pants to match. His clothes were ridiculously baggy on you due to your height difference, but they were certainly comfortable.

You headed downstairs to find Rohan finishing breakfast, two plates waiting on the table. He glanced up at the sound of your footsteps and his eyes widened.

"W-Where did you get those!?" You couldn't help but giggle at his surprised expression.

"I forgot to bring a change of clothes, I hoped you wouldn't mind," you said in a sweet but teasing tone. Rohan crossed his arms.

"Fine. Just sit down, your food is going to get cold." You swore you heard him mumble: "You're lucky you're cute."

A tense silence filled the room as you ate. How could you have gotten so up close and personal last night but feel so awkward now? Every once in a while Rohan stole a quick glance at you and your outfit; he must have thought you didn't notice but you most certainly did.

Finishing your food, you looked up at Rohan. "Thank you for helping me last night. Really. I slept better than I have in… Well… at least a year." Rohan kept his eyes on his plate, but you couldn't help but catch a blush cross his face.

"...Don't mention it."

…

Josuke and Okuyasu walked casually down the road as they headed home from school. Okuyasu perked up. "Hey, aren't we about to pass Rohan's house? I wonder what he's been up to."

Josuke frowned. "Oh yeah, you're right." I'd rather not know honestly... He quickened his steps before Okuyasu put a hand on his shoulder.

"Oi, Josuke! Isn't that Y/N over there?" Josuke looked up, spotting you walking home from Rohan's house.

Okuyasu squinted. "Since when did Y/N dress so fancy! Wait... Don't those clothes look familiar…?"

The two slowly turned to each other.

[cadejos]

a bit of personal nanami trivia (with some higuruma as well) in regards to fashion, color symbolism and morality 💭

the main visual association i made when i first saw nanami's suit was benicio del toro's character in sicario, and it's sort of tinted my personal take on the character since.

in the film, the color beige is associated with moral ambiguity, of all things. alejandro is a perfect chameleon, a character that blends in with his ever-shifting landscape effortlessly. he never discloses his alliances, and he constantly keeps you guessing about his goals.

of course, i think those things end up being more applicable to nanami's draft version than his canonical self in any strict capacity. still, i feel like in the context of his character design, it's interesting to consider the choice of beige, a color commonly associated with neutrality—

—as opposed to a black suit, which could be more conventional. contrast this with our other prominently suited character, and his own much starker moral perspective, which is befitting of a character preoccupied with the justice system. higuruma dons the color black.

and i feel like it comes down to personal moral frameworks and self-concepts. nanami doesn't view himself as a good person (or a bad one, for that matter), whereas higuruma does seem to focus on the darker side of people, including himself, which leads to self-hatred.

it may seem silly to suggest that nanami could ever be morally ambiguous (he is one of our most morally outstanding characters, after all), but not only does he likely perceive himself that way since he's a jujutsu sorcerer (though he strives to help others), he also sort of aesthetically plays the role, don't you think? by appearing fashioned after villanous figures (yes, i am taking the yoshikage kira cues as valid too), yet not being actually evil—you end up with a feeling of incongruity. i personally had it at the start, at least. nanami is a character that could have easily ended up being evil, but due to a last minute course correction, he wasn't. yet, you still get to perceive the aesthetic residuals.

as a last note, we can follow through on this color analysis with the movie too. in sicario, alejandro takes off his sport coat whenever he's conducting official "business", donning the color of the law which is blue, and it's nothing but performance on his part, befitting of his enigmatic morality and ability to adapt to his surroundings. however, in nanami's case, we can see that he often takes off his suit jacket or unbuttons it whenever he's really serious about a job, exposing his blue shirt. practicality aside, if we are to consider that beige = ambiguity and blue = justice, then it's at these moments that nanami feels most steadfast about his duty, and he embodies the color associated with righteousness.

[princelylove]

Thank you your highness for answering all my questions on ranking yandere Joestar and Jobros. This time, can I ask for the Jofoe too? I can't rank them myself because all of them are so dangerous, I seriously see all of them have equal rank.

I'd love to hear your opinion on this, please enlighten me with your knowledge my prince ~

~ 🏵️ anon ~

I just realized I forgot funny valentine. That's on me. Oops. I don't know, have you considered just... not being american? Super easy to avoid him just get on a boat and don't come back. Kidding, I'll write something serious for him later on. They're all bad, but a general easiest to hardest:

Doppio is a hard worker. He devotes a good chunk of his time to carrying out orders for the boss, he doesn’t really have time for a darling, but… Boss will allow him to have a crush. It’s a little treat. As long as Doppio keeps his distance, it’s harmless. He spends his weekends following his darling around- he asks Diavolo to look into you for a little reward. He does well on a couple of jobs in a row? Here’s your favorite color, and what you wear for pajamas most nights. Doppio has a lot of self control, he’s not going to cave just because you’re gorgeous and he has some free time. He’ll keep his distance until Diavolo gives him permission to engage- which he won’t be receiving any time soon. Doppio’s darling- I feel as if  “crush” is significantly more appropriate- likely won’t know that they have a secret admirer who already knows every little detail about their life until it’s time for Doppio to receive a proper present. Maybe for Christmas Diavolo will let him bump into you in the street. 

Yoshikage Kira is safe if he’s obsessed enough. He’s a bit impulsive with collecting his girlfriends, but he doesn’t like you for your hands. He likes you, as a whole. Ugh. That’s so annoying. He doesn’t want to have a real partner- do you know how much effort it is to have one of those and keep up his streak of roughly fifteen years of killing? He’s not going to just let his little habit go, but… maybe you’re fine with him having something on the side, to hold himself over. Maybe. He’d have to ask after pursuing you normally, and if you say no, or Kira decides not to ask at all since ‘hey that’s weird and we’re trying to be as normal as possible here’… well. He’s been lying this long. Might as well add another to the lie bin.  Since he wants to be as normal as possible, he doesn’t express any of his yandere tendencies until much later on- and he can be satiated if you play into his fetishes and preferences enough. 

DIO has matured a lot in his life, surprisingly. He’s not going to kill off his darling just because he’s in a mood. He’ll do it for a proper reason. You’ll have warnings. You’ll have easy, simple rules established very early on in knowing him. Really, are you trying to provoke him into punishing you? Simply ask if that’s what you want. He spoils you so, doesn’t he. DIO cares a lot about his darling actually wanting him- if he’s forcing it, it ruins the experience. He understands you need to have a proper relationship with him, complete devotion won’t happen in a day. Make no mistake, you will be his, he’s just fine going slowly. He’s certainly got the time for it, and it’s not like he’s holding you captive. No, no, never captive. Possibly if he snaps because you keep outright rejecting him and it’s really setting his abandonment issues off. He’ll just send a little toy to keep you company when you feel the need to go on a little outing. Vanilla Ice will hold your bags for you, or maybe Mariah can show you around. If neither of them are someone you want to socialize with, he has options. Lots of options. 

Enrico cares less about you having a choice. To him, he knows better, and is often frustrated with your judgement. Please listen to his advice- he’s only here to provide you with the resources you need to flourish. If Enrico has no problem talking to DIO as his equal, then he certainly has no problem telling his darling ‘no’ directly. He recommends passages in the bible to read that directly coincide with what’s going on in your life- You often find little handwritten notes in your cell on your desk. The first time it happened, there was a bible sitting on your bed, with a note being used as a bookmark. It was between the pages of Isaiah- stuck in the pages about sin and confessions. It makes you gag how neat and proper his handwriting is, “My doors are always open for you.” When you don’t come, he leaves another note, with a page and paragraph you’re supposed to read before whatever it is he has to say. If the slightly passive aggressive notes don’t reach you, perhaps a more personal approach is needed. 

Dio in his youth is… unstable. He hasn’t learned that patience is king. He knows what he wants, and he’s going to get it now. Denying him is the stupidest move you could possibly make, he has all of this newfound power and confidence and isn’t going to waste it by letting you just get away. You may scurry off if he frightens you too much, he does love the chase. He just can’t help himself when he catches you- you look good trapped under him, he needs a little reward. It’s not going to hurt, it’s just a small bite… Have fun with a chunk of your neck missing because little dio got excited and couldn’t help biting as hard as he could. 

Diavolo is a classic creep. He’s a bit repressed. Over a decade of restraint will do that to you, but Diavolo doesn’t realize that touching himself to the cameras he placed in your room and the places you frequent isn’t going to satisfy him entirely. Maybe Doppio can spell it out for him- he should indulge! Live a little! The last time he ‘lived a little’ he made the worst mistake someone in his position could possibly make, but hey. He was young, you can’t really fault him for that. Diavolo monitors you as if it’s part of his job- there’s absolutely nothing he doesn’t know about. Your other suitors are taken care of by la squadra esecuzioni, they have a bit of a running joke that they’re praying for you to get around a bit more, easy jobs are welcome when the boss works them like dogs. Diavolo is happy to watch you, he keeps a tab open of whatever you’re doing while he works. Indulges by having Doppio follow you on your errands, lightly suggesting he should record. You often receive expensive gifts from a ‘secret admirer,’ with typed notes attached. It’s only a matter of time until that isn’t enough to hold him over, and he sends someone to collect you. No, now that he’s thinking about it… No one will treat you as well as he would, it’s better not to leave you to the hands of someone just doing a job. Diavolo fully intends to love you, and won’t take a ‘no’ once he’s broken his streak of self control. 

Kars did not always want a mate. He’s not really the romantic type, or someone who clings to sentiment, but there’s just something so adorable about you. He loves life, although he normally isn’t fond of humans. He loves seeing the life in your eyes, the way your chest moves up and down in fear as he gets closer… He’s salivating at the thought. Kars tells himself he wants a pet at first- he already has a sizable family. He has a son figure, he has a… He’d call Santana a pet, really, he has someone his age to socialize with… He supposes he could use a mate. Kars hasn’t had one of those since he was just a little one, and it’s not really something he missed. When you express that you don’t want to bow down and give everything up for him, Kars is more than confused. You must be making a joke- he’s heard of humans telling obvious lies for humor. How amusing. Now, come when you’re called, or he’ll send Santana to retrieve you. He prompts you often, but you can tell he doesn’t really care about the answer. You bore him sometimes with your ‘Please don’t hurt me’ and your ‘Please, please, let me go’ nonsense, how could he be expected to always find it fun? Your resistance only amuses him when you do something about it. Good, you’re running. Kars would love to play chase with you. 

[hubristicassholefight]

Hubristic Asshole Tourney: Round 1 Part 2a

Yoshikage Kira (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure) vs Odysseus (The Odyssey)

(TYPO IN THE POLL INCIDENT. THREE DEAD TEN INJURED)

Propaganda below the cut

Yoshikage Kira

He's (literally) been getting away with murder for fifteen years. He makes a few very narrow escapes from the protagonist team, but it's specifically the time that he stops to gloat that ends up being his undoing; Bonus tasty details: his 'girlfriends' are the severed hands of his murder-victims. Without spoiling too much, hands play several key roles in his defeat.

Odysseus

It's one boat trip, how long could it take, ten years?

He can’t resist taking credit (and thus glory) for his defeat of the cyclops Polyphemus. As he’s sailing away with his crew, he yells out his real name to Polyphemus and gloats, despite his crew pleading with him to shut up. This then allows Polyphemus to pray to his dad Poseidon for revenge, resulting in Odysseus losing his entire crew and delaying his homecoming by a decade.

if this man has anything it is The Audacity cmon

[callisto-died]

jjba oneshots

minors dni.

these are all of my oneshots posted originally in ao3 under the name @.slashyer (without the period, of course.)

Yoshikage Kira/Reader (Male Reader, minors DO NOT read.)

You stared at the wall. Your dick was honestly just bugging you right now, you were horny. Very horny. So, you decided to lean back in your work chair and play with yourself. It's not like nobody else at work didn't do it. Heck, the person next to you was doing it right now. You sighed and undid your work pants, sliding them down slightly and pulling your dick out. You lightly drag your thumb over to the slit, which was already leaking some pre-cum. You groaned as you slid your foreskin down and back up, you massaged your dick until it started to twitch. Then, the unfortunate happened and you got tapped on the shoulder. Your heart raced rapidly and you looked back, hoping it was anybody BUT your boss. He'd fire you for sure.

But... it was Kira? Oh, shit... Your face heaved into a deep red, during the time that Kira had started working there, you'd have fantasies of him.. A lot. Most of them were erotic, he raised an eyebrow and looked down at your dick. He cleared his throat. "I was told that you weren't busy but.. I suppose you are. I needed some help getting some documents from the boss but..." He cleared his throat again and leaned over your shoulder, whispering in your ear. "There are some things that are more important than work, at the moment..." He eyed your hands and licked his lips. He kneeled down and cleared his throat. He licked his lips and stuck his tongue out, licking your hot, red tip.

"Hnng... what are you...? What are you doin- ahh.." He wrapped his lips around your length and started sucking softly, giving tiny kitten licks and nipping you here and there. He started pumping you rapidly, you were going to admit, you did enjoy it. But why so suddenly? You gripped Kira's hair with one hand and pushed him closer with the other. "Sh-Shit..." You threw your head back and closed your eyes, you were sweating and your cheeks were a flushed red. Yoshikage started bobbing his head up and down, eliciting a moan from you. "Ah..! Are you- sure we should- ah... be doing this in public...?" You started to slowly thrust your hips forwards, you didn't care anymore. The guy of your dreams was giving you a blowjob and you were going to make the most of it. "It doesn't matter, really. I don't care, either." He held your hand and put two fingers in his mouth, sucking them. His other hand was busy pumping you, so the only thing you could do was hold his hand and help him pump you.

You felt your cock twitch slightly, then again, then it started twitching a huge amount. "Hnnng... ah..." You groaned, trying to get him to pump faster, as you were close to your release. He shoved his mouth on you, and started sucking you off again. You pulled his hair and he moaned, the vibrations from it caused your cock to twitch again, you were so close... "Ah... K-ira... I'm so close... keep sucking..." He bobbed his head up and down faster, you started thrusting your hips forwards, you couldn't take it anymore. "Ah...." You released directly into Kira's mouth, he swallowed the cum and he started to massage your hands. "Your hands are beautiful... I think they could be put to more use..." He stood up and pat your head, walking away back into the Boss' office. You sighed and grabbed some tissues, wiping off the excess cum on his legs. You shoved your cock back into your pants, and you got back to working.

Jotaro Kujo/Reader (Female Reader)

---

You threw yourself back into your shared bed, Jotaro was reading his typical book. You turned the TV on but turned the volume down so that Jotaro could enjoy his book. You were tired. You had barely gotten any sleep because Jolyne was scared and you needed to stay in her room, but you were happy because you were here, with Jotaro, laying down. He reached down for your hand and interlocked his fingers. "You're upset." You pursed your lips and sighed. "I'm sorry.. I haven't been feeling very good lately." He sighed and put his book down, taking his reading glasses off. "What's wrong." That sounded more of a "Tell me what the hell's bothering you and I'll take care of it" than a normal "What's wrong?" But you didn't care. "Well.. I got little to no sleep last night and I've just had little no motivation..." You sighed and sat up.

Jotaro groaned and sat himself next to you, pulling him up on his lap, his arms were wrapped around you. "I'll make you feel better, don't worry. Okay?" You blushed at the sudden interaction and nodded. He turned the the TV off and laid himself down, you were on top of him. He took his hat off and placed it on the nightstand. He started to pat your back and caress it. He nodded a small tune to keep you distracted, and you could feel yourself start to fall asleep. "I love you." He whispered into your ear. He snuggled himself deep into your neck and his breath was hot. "I'll always love you, no matter what, okay?" Your hands interlocked again and you stared into his eyes, giving him a small peck. "I'll always love you too, Jojo.." He blushed and looked away, pulling his non-existent hat down. "Yeah, yeah..." He grunted. He pulled you in closer and kissed your cheek. You drifted off to sleep soon after.

Caesar Zeppeli/Reader (Female Reader)

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You dropped down on the grass. "Fuck..." You groaned and covered your face. You were TIRED. You look up at the stars and play with the grass next to you. Suddenly, a form sits down next to you. "What do you want, Caesar?" You cover your face again in pain. Your arms and hands were sore, and Hamon training just tired you out today. "Hey, hey. Are you okay, bellisima?" You were just so sick of his voice... his hot voice... his- no, stop. You took your hands off of your face and stared up into the stars.

"No. No, I'm not. I fucking hate this fucking training and I'm just so over it. I'm exhausted." He nods in understanding then sighs, pulling you in for a hug. He plays with your hair and sighs again. "I know, it is frustrating to have to be tired every day because of a deal Jojo made... but I will be there for you, okay?" You blush at the touch, and hug him back, playing with his hair.

Soft. His hair is extremely soft and fragrant. You move the hair out of his eyes and smile. "Okay.." He smiles back and gives you a soft kiss on the lips. He sighs and places you on his chest. "I never learnt any constellations." He spoke up, you could smell his minty breath. "Really? Well, I'm a big fan of constellations. I'll teach you them. How does that sound?" His eyes glistened and he nodded shortly after. He held onto your back and caressed your face. "Do you see those stars right there?" You pointed to an array of stars. "Do you see how bright they are? That's Orion. They are one of the brightest stars." He hummed and pressed his face against your neck. "I love you."

"I love you too, Caesar." You kissed his lips softly and laied your head on his chest for the rest of the night.

Jotaro Kujo/Reader (Female Reader, minors DO NOT read.)

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Jotaro was cuddling with you. His arms were wrapped around you and it felt like heaven... you nuzzled closer into his neck and he embraced you closer. Suddenly, you feel something poking your ass. You look behind you and see... Jotaro's clothed dick. You push yourself against it as he shudders. "We can't... Jolyne's home..." He pulls you back up and look at him with disappointment. "Then just... I don't know... call Josuke to come pick her up." He sighs and gets up, heading for the phone. He dials Josuke's home phone number.   

"HEY NEPHEWWWW!!!!! WHADYA NEED??"   

You chuckle, Josuke is so loud and it makes you like him as a family member more.   

"Come pick Jolyne up, now."   

"W-WHA??"   

Jotaro hangs up and there's already a knock at the door. Josuke was already here? He let Jolyne go and he hurriedly ran in the room and locked the door, dimming the lights. His erection was still noticeable. "You ready, Jojo?" His nickname made him blush in embarrassment. "Hm." He hummed and laid next to you, bringing you in for a hard kiss. Your teeth awkwardly clinked together and he re positioned himself. He brought you back in a hard, long, kiss. When he separated, a long string of saliva connected you both. He ran his hand up your shirt and fondled with your breasts underneath your bra. He opened your bra and took your shirt off. He took one breast in his hand and fondled it, grabbing the other in his mouth. He licked them and nibbled them, causing you to elicit a moan. "Ah..."

You grabbed his hat and threw it to the side, as he did with your own clothing. You pulled his shirt off, admiring his muscles. You peppered his neck in kisses and bite marks, making him groan on your breast. When he was done with one, he went to another. His erection pressed between your thighs, you wanted him, and he wanted you.    He saw your growing arousal, and he bit your neck. He then pulled on the waistband of your pants and pulled them down. He licked his lips and stared at you in awe. "Damn... you're already so wet..." He put a finger on your clit and massaged it, your face burned red. He slowly inserted a finger inside of you and curled it. "Ah! J-otaro!" He pulled you into another deep kiss, tongues intertwining with each other. He pulls away and inserts another finger. "Aah.."

You feel your clit tighten on his finger. He pulls his fingers out and straddles you, pulling his pants halfway down. He aligns himself with your clit, teasing you by rubbing his tip with your pre-cum. He slowly inserts himself inside of you, and his pace got faster, the only thing that could be heard were the slapping of skin and the moans of the both of you. "Hnnng~ Ah- ah ah...!" He stopped for a second and leaned into your neck, biting it and sucking on it. He started to pound into you harder, occasionally stopping to catch his breath. His cock finally started to twitch, he leaned into you and groaned. "Please... cum for me..." You whimpered and came with him, his hot liquid spilling out of you. You moan at the sensation as he falls down beside you.

"I love you so much..."

Jolyne Cujoh and Reader (Female Reader, reader is Jolyne's mom.)

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Jolyne sobbed into her pillow. She was done with her father not being there for her, for not telling her mother about his stand, and his encounter with Pucchi. There was a knock at the door. She wiped her tears away and sighed deeply. "Come in!" She spoke up, pretending to scroll on her phone. "Is everything okay, Jojo? I heard some noises and I decided to check in." You close the door and walk over to Jolyne's bed. "Your father is-"

"He's not my fucking father and he doesn't deserve to be called that!" You stop talking. "He lied to us! He said he loved you, yet he divorced you! Just for his stupid fish! That bastard doesn't deserve to come back here!" You clear your throat and place a hand on Jolyne's shoulder. "I know. But I still love him." Jolyne's eyes widened and she looked annoyed and angry. "How the hell could you love that bastard after he lied to you?!" You sighed and sat on her bed. "Jojo, love is strange. It has many variations as a violin concerto. Your papa is brilliant and fascinating, he can charm the birds off a tree. I didn't think not telling me was a lie- I thought it was fear, protecting me from harm. Protecting us from harm. He was afraid... afraid of what tomorrow may bring. Maybe because he saw how his mother suffered long ago. I don't know. When you get older, you get more frightened." Jolyne sighed and closed her eyes, throwing herself back on her bed.

"Thanks, Ma. You helped. A lot." You smiled and gave her a small kiss on the forehead. "Remember Jolyne, your Papa loves you a lot. Okay?" She smiled and nodded, "Okay. Thanks a lot, still."

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Joseph Joestar/Reader (Female Reader, minors do not read. CW: slight bondage? this one is extra long.)

Joseph laid himself next to you. Your training today was rough, and you were heavily exhausted. "You doin' okay?" Joseph's loud voice boomed throughout the room. "Yeah, nothing too serious, just feeling really tired is all." You turned to face him. "How are you doing? Are you anxious about the Piller men?" Joseph shrugged. "Nah, not really. I could beat those guys jut by looking at them now." You smiled. Joseph adjusted himself, turning over to look at you. "I love you." You smiled widely. "I love you more, Jojo."

He was on you in an instant. "WH-WHA?!" You gasped loudly. Your eyes glanced over at the door's lock, of course, it was locked. He was planning this. And really, you didn't mind. "What? You said you loved me, didn't you? I want you to fucking prove it." He grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head, opening the drawer and pulling some rope out of it.

He was quick to tie the rope around your wrist, he's definitely been practicing this for a good while. "Before we continue, I want to make sure if you're alright with this. Are you?" You nodded swiftly which he smiled to. He leaned in for a soft, but intense kiss. You gasped, giving his tongue a free invitation to explore your mouth. "Mm.." Your tongues engaged in a fierce battle, neither of them wanting to give up. Joseph seperated you both to take a breath.

He played with the hem of your shirt, starting to pull it up over your head. He encountered a problem. How was he supposed to take your shirt off through the rope? He sighed in idiocy as he simply ripped the shirt. "Sorry, Darling. I'll buy you another one later." He stuffed two fingers in your mouth to keep you occupied while he removed your bra and pants. His erection throbbed through his own pants, and he began to unbuckle his belt, pulling his pants halfway down. He took his fingers out of your mouth and started to tease your now wet clit. "Good girl, already so wet for me."

You tried to let yourself free from the rope, only to leave yourself in humilation. He rutted his erected cock against your pussy, making you tremble. He pulled his cock out ready to fuck you intensely. "I see how badly you want my cock... and I'm going to need you to beg for it." He smirked. "...Jojo... please." Your cheeks went dark red. "Please what, hm? I can't do whatever you want me to do if you don't tell me what you want." You looked away from him, then to him. His cock twitched beneath you, you just couldn't take it anymore. "Please, Jojo! I want you to fuck me until I can't walk! Fill me up, please!"

He smirked and aligned himself with your entrance, pushing inside you slowly. You whimpered and tried lowering yourself down. He deepened inside you, starting to thrust rapidly. The room started to echo with your loud groans and slaps of your skin. Your nails dug into the rope as your thighs started shaking. You were so close, and you could tell that Joseph was too. You bit your lips as you let yourself cum on his cock, his release not long after yours. You panted heavily as he fell to the side of you. "We should do this more often."

Josuke Higashikata/Reader (CW: house burning down? female reader.)

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How did it even begin?

Josuke, your boyfriend of 4 months decided that he should cook with no prior experience, thus leading to half of the kitchen burning down. It went something like this:

"Josuke, are you sure you should be touching the stove without any... you know.. actual adults around?" Your boyfriend scoffed at this so very hurtful insult.

"Very funny.. you do realize I HAVE cooked before, right? It was a masterpiece! Trust me, babe, I got this."

You softly sighed, not even caring much anymore. "Just.. don't burn your mom's house down.. I'll be in the living room if you so DESPERATELY need me." You walked over to the living room, looking at the huge mess scattered on the floor.

You decided it was your responsibility to clean it all up while your boyfriend was in the kitchen doing God knows what. You started with the laundry, folding it neatly on the couch. 

You then occupied yourself with cleaning up the junk food wrappers on the floor. But you heard a loud "oh no" from the kitchen. You almost immediately ran to the kitchen, just to see...

"Oh my fucking..." 

The stove? Caught on fire. The curtains in the kitchen? Caught on fire. The new pair of kitchen utensils you bought for Tomoko? ON FIRE.

"Josuke! What are you doing, just standing there!? Have you called the fire department yet!?" Josuke nodded frantically. "Y-Yes, I have!" You dug your nails into your scalp and groaned. Running over to the sink, you grabbed a glass of water and poured on the fire, only making it grow. "Fuck, Josuke! I told you not to cook!"

"I know," He sniffed. Was he crying? "I know... I'm sorry, (Y/N)." You cleared your throat, trying to show some signs of empathy. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, Josuke. I'll make it up to you later, but right now I need you to tell me when the firefighters will arrive." 

"As soon as possible, they said." You nodded. A knocking came from the door, you dashed to open it and firefighters rushed inside to put the fire out. Now that it was over, you now had to figure out who would pay for the damages.

[rzyraffek]

I recently started JJBA and I'm finishing Part 2 soon, but I literally fell in love with Baron Zeppeli from Part 1 and I was wondering if you could write some relationship/dating headcanons for him? I understand if you don't feel comfortable writing for him though since he's a bit older but decided to ask anyway <3

GUYS I DIDNT i didnt die yet i just had eee eee eee break from writing? I guess

ANYWAYS I am back and I give another jjba headcanons. Also yeah my dude is old but o my god he is a something else

Sfw, no spoilers, they/them pronouns

Another jojo dating headcanons (mostly zeppeli)

Baron Zeppeli

Dude 100% plays scrabbles and monopoly.

Gives s/o his hat when its raining

Gives Speedwagon and Jonathan dating tips (speedwagon doesn't belive him that he acually has a partner tbh)

Is looking for serious relationship

Tries to teach them hamon🥰

Invites them for fancy dinners when he has break from whooping vampires

Once ordered spicy chicken wings to flex that he can eat it without getting hot (he failed)

Takes s/o on trips with speedwagon and Jonathan too! Imagine this guy telling some dope ass stories from his life next to campfire or something

Has better hairline than whole britan population

Wants to have matching outfits

Cooks nice food😊 and when he makes sandwiches for himself he always makes one or two for s/o

Mikitaka Hazekura (aliem👽)

Dude is so pure. When he found out that he likes s/o he went to josuke for advice. This guy 10₩% pranked him, like "yeah yeah mikitaka humans totally bite eachother when they feel love" or something dumb

So expect him acting a bit weird (at least he has an exuse, he is an aliem)

My bro will turn into cat, if he finds out that s/o is a cat person😭

Eats anything s/o gives him, unless they tell him that its not food. At least he won't complain if s/o is a bad cook. My man ate napkin im sure your overcooked pasta isn't worse than that

Plase comb his hair, he will fall asleep

Dude purrs and does animal noises

Drank nail polish once

Bites them when happy

If s/o is very flexible and can do some crazy stuff (splits for example) my dude will br convinced that they broke a spine or something

Will turn into anything if s/o asks him

Kira Yoshikage

Dude gets nervous when yall sleep in the same bed

Definitely a cat person so if s/o hates cats? Break up 100%

He looks like germ freak, everything needs to be shining clean

Buys them hand creams, moisturisers, massages, ect. He REALLY likes hands you all (no way)

Wants to get married

Really doesn't want them to be a stand user, doesn't want to risk them panicking bcs there's huge naked cat in living room.

Cooking and cleaning together>>>

Bullies children online

Bullies children on streets

Bullies children in any public spaces really

Hes weird, 100% licks s/o hands/fingers

[leggerefiore]

▲Admiring Subway Bosses Hands▽

cw: fluff,

insert yoshikage kira joke here

▲Ingo▼

His hands were a pretty sight, you thought. It was rare to see them uncovered at work, as his uniform had gloves paired with it. It really was not a bother, but you simply wished to feel the warmth of his hands properly, even after a battle with the Subway Boss. You could only observe how the white fabric covered his hand as it moved across the paper with a pen in his grip.

Your eyes did not go unnoticed by the older twin. The scratching of pen against paper ended as he stood up. You were confused by his sudden stop while he walked over to you over where you sat on their office couch. The feeling of his glove against your hand made you pout. “... Is something wrong? I told you that I would be off soon, you don't have to wait here,” his voice was a gentle rumble. You adored when he spoke like that. Interlocking your fingers with his, you sighed.

“Can I… Can I take them off?” you asked him. Ingo's eyes went wide in momentary shock before a chuckle came from him. Freeing his hand from yours, he held it out flatly.

“Not quite sure what this fascination is, but sure,” he replied. You felt embarrassed by the playful look in his eyes. Grasping the fabric, careful not to pinch him, you slowly pulled it back. The soft peach colour of his skin grew to be more apparent as the white was peeled away. Soon, the glove fell limply into your hand and Ingo's bare hand was before you. Smiling, you brought his hand to press against your cheek. His hands felt a bit cool, but it quickly warmed with the rising heat in your cheeks.

His skin was soft, naturally. Ingo was one to manage some level of self-care, even if Emmet teased him about it. Moving his hand to your lips, you peppered kisses to the flesh and made an odd sound emerge from Ingo's throat. A laugh came from you as you nuzzled your cheek into his palm. “I love you,” you told him while giving him coy eyes. He sighed.

“I love you, too,” Ingo gave an easy replied and then tried to pull back his hand. You refused. “Dear, I need to finish my work.”

“This is mine now,” you told him and pressed his hand to your heart.

Ingo swallowed.

There was no escape.

▽Emmet△

His hands were constantly doing something. He liked to stay busy and keep his mind occupied. Even just standing around, you could observe his fingers dance across his belt to check on his pokeballs or move across the brim of his hat to readjust it. He was always moving. Still, watching him battle, you gazed at his covered hands curiously. While he spoke commands, most of his pokemon responded more to how he moved.

Emmet was not ignorant to his surroundings, so your staring was noticed by him. He gave a giggle as he pointed forward to signal an attack from his Archeops and Garbodor. It was not long until the battle was won. In Emmet's favour, naturally. The challenger got off the train in a huff, while Emmet took a seat beside you. He rested his head in his hand and hummed. You could feel his eyes boring into you as you gazed at his glove. “Am I moving strangely?” he asked. You shook your head. A chuckle came from him.

“... You… You always wear gloves at work,” you tried to explain, “It makes your hands a sort of mystery, you know.” He sat up straight and titled his head. A hand was held out in front of him, as he watched them. Suddenly, he laid it in yours. You grew more flustered by his actions.

“Take it off,” he said in a playful tone. Your mind raced to other situations in which those words could be at play but shook your head. You found yourself trying to figure out how to best remove the soft fabric before just grabbing the tip of a finger and pulling it away. Slowly, the glove came away to reveal the pale skin underneath. Light scars and slight callouses covered it, but there was a certain softness to it. Ingo would complain about his hands and often demand he use some level of moisturizer on them.

In your trance, you failed to notice Emmet's grin growing wider. Suddenly, the hand slipped from your grip to cup your cheek. His hand made your face meet his. There was a certain playfulness in his expression. “Are my hands thaaaaat interesting?” he joked. You averted your gaze for a moment. He was always in a teasing mood after a victorious battle. Well, he was not winning this one. You brought the hand to your lips and pecked each finger before going down to his knuckles.

Emmet's cheeks flooded pink from the unpredicted action from you. He giggled in the end. “Mmm, if you keep that up,” the younger twin warned, “We may end up in a verrrry different situation.” You then pressed his hand over your heart, ignoring his words.

“... I love you, dork,” you told him. He gasped.

“Dork! My darling called me a dork!” His hand was pulled away from you to cover his open mouth, “My mean darling doesn't get to be weird about my hand any longer.”

You then snatched it back to interlock your fingers with his. He snickered again. “Mmm, love you, too.”

[nikeiyomiurioverthinker]

List of possible reasons for Nikei's hand obsession because he is a weird little guy

1. Played an important role in him being able to leave his Tragic Backstory™ behind. This might be in different ways, but the most likely ones are him somehow managing to kill his abuser with it (he held whatever weapon in it) or he managed to grab something with it that managed to get him out of that situation non-lethally (I'm partial to baby Nikei committing a murder tbh look at him. He has killed before)

2. Utsuro probably held his hand when they met that one time that started the entire process of him escaping his Tragic Backstory™. Comes prepackaged with Nikei seeing Utsuro as some sort of Christ-like figure and having his hand therefore be 'blessed' by being touched by him. Overall a win for the 'Nikei is a boy kisser' crowd because imagine having a boy hold your hand exactly once and you immediately start to see him as God on Earth.

3. It's a JoJo reference. Which tbh it might be still one even if it's revealed that either of the two above is canon. There is a character in part 8 named Yoshikage Kira that is obsessed with his own hands, so much so he has statues of them in his home. It is never really explained why he is so into his own hands (the character seems to have obsessive-compulsive tendencies in general)- mostly because it's supposed to parallel ANOTHER character- Yoshikage Kira, from part 4. THIS Kira is a serial killer who developed a hand fetish after seeing the Mona Lisa and started to kill women to then keep their hands as his 'girlfriends'. I don't think Nikei is a serial killer mind you, but hey. Might as well bring that up.

Would be insane if Linuj decided to go full JoJo reference mode and have Nikei collect his fingernails in little jars labeled by date, too. For now it's just ambiguously a JoJo reference.

You thought this was a serious post about Nikei's hand obsession but it was I, Dio! Just wanting to talk about some nifty JoJo parallels.