#wamuu x reader

[bebegi]

OOPS! ೃ⁀➷ BATTLE TENDENCY

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶! 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭! 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦!

genre: accidental confession | modern au | reader x esidisi, kars, wamū, santana, caesar.

warnings: a little mature language !

PART I– PART II – PART III – PART IV – PART V – PART VI – PART VII – PART VIII – PART IX

notes: another post !? hope you all had a great day, ily all<3

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[marsipaniscool]

*manifests out of a flaming hearth* Hello friend I have come to ask you for something— Can I pretty please have some headcanons on the pillarmen getting their backs scratched. You got my brain juices flowing, and I thought this would be a fun idea lol

YEASSSSSSSSSS OFC U CAN!!!! i am SO sorry this took so long😭😭 BUT HERE U GO ML MWAHHHHHH XX

under the cut !!

Kars is ALLLL about deep pressure stimulation and scented oils. He, like Wamuu, prefers not to have his back scratched from behind, one of those Old World habits. Stand to the side or in front of him and reach around, he only allows someone at his back if it’s someone he trusts dearly/one of his vamps he knows won’t pull any fuck shit. Prefers attention to be put on his upper back and shoulders. He only allows it when his schedule is completely clear, he gets really into it and expects a full body pampering to follow it.

Esidisi LOVES physical affection in general, but back rubs are his shit. Famous worldwide for stroking Kars’ back while he sips wine and watches Wamuu/some vamps throw down. Esidisi isn’t allowed to touch the wine tho, Kars likes it chilled. He’s very much a physical affection giver, if he ever receives he’s immediately returning it tenfold. Also famous worldwide for going up to those he trusts and pouting that he “just can’t reach this spot on his back” and that “you HAAAAAVE to help me, I just can’t reach” (yes he can he just wants attention.) When he’s in these attention seeking moods, he expects to be lavished with attention for as long as he sees fit.

Wamuu…. tries? He really really tries to enjoy back scratches, but it can only be from Kars, Esidisi, or someone he trusts 100%. He used to allow Santana but he’s unsure now (he doesn’t think his brother likes, or even loves him, anymore.) He doesn’t think about Santana much tbh, he had his moment when his brother was left behind, but after centering himself, he buried those thoughts. His reflex makes it hard for anyone to get at his back, which is a double edged sword for him. If the light is hitting Wham wrong, even reaching up to pat at his shoulder will leave him throwing whoever was unlucky enough to trigger it. HE FEELS BAD ABOUT IT. HE WOULD REALLY LIKE BACK RUBS WITHOUT BEING ANXIOUS ABOUT HURTING WHOEVER IS GIVING HIM LOVE. He heavily prefers head pats/rubs, and touching foreheads for these reasons. It makes him feel so good, he’s very used to verbal praise but physical praise is uncharted territory for him. Poor baby is used to sweet words and harsh fists from his Masters.

Santana is very touch avoidant, but anyone he would let give him back rubs would have to put their whole arm into it tbh. Light touches set his nerves on fire and leaves him twitching at contact. It would take a lot for him to even let anyone touch him without him either hurting/killing them on the spot, or staring blankly and walking away (he will remember this interaction. you are in danger.) However, once someone gets their hands on him, it’s game over. He relaxes and lays down, expecting the cat treatment. Assuming it’s a human giving him this affection, this would be when he would scoop (see: kidnap) the person up and take them with him wherever he goes. He needs back scratches and pets ON DEMAND.

[vixensmart]

Y/N: I could take the Pillar Men.

Caesar: You can't fight the Pillar Men!

Y/N:...

Caesar: You meant in a fight, right? Please tell me you meant in a fight.

[dioslesbianwife]

Headcannons for jojo villains if the reader asks them to do their hair!

••••••••••••

Wamuu

He’s the first one you approach. His own hair always looks decent, so surely he’s got some secret technique.

“Wamuu,” you say, dragging a brush through a tangle with a wince, “how do you deal with this?”

“I brush it,” he replies plainly, as if it’s that simple.

“Yeah, but like—can you do mine? Please?”

Wamuu nods seriously, taking the brush from your hands. You sit cross-legged on the floor, expecting him to be gentle. Instead, he brushes with the strength of a warrior.

“Ow! I said brush, not rip my scalp off!”

“Pain builds character,” he replies without stopping, though his grip softens. By the end, your hair is smooth, but your scalp feels… disciplined.

Dio

Dio laughs when you ask him. “Do I look like a servant to you?

You shrug. “You’ve got good hair, so I figured you’d know what you’re doing. Guess I was wrong.”

He narrows his eyes, unable to resist a challenge. “Fine. Sit.”

To your surprise, Dio is actually skilled. He hums softly to himself as he braids your hair, fingers working with practiced precision.

“This isn’t bad,” you admit.

“Of course it isn’t. I am Dio.” He pauses, smirking. “Though I doubt you’ll find anyone else who can match my artistry.”

“Sure, you’re the Michelangelo of hair.”

Kira

When you ask Kira, he looks appalled.

“I don’t… touch people’s hair.”

“Not even your own?”

“I keep mine short for a reason,” he replies stiffly. “I have no interest in… detangling chaos.”

“You’re useless,” you say with a sigh, walking away. You don’t miss the way he mutters something under his breath.

Pucci

Pucci listens patiently as you explain your plight, nodding with understanding.

“Of course I’ll help,” he says, taking a seat behind you.

You hand him a comb, expecting some gentle care, but instead, he starts lecturing.

“Do you know the story of Samson?”

“Pucci, if you don’t stop monologuing and start brushing—”

“Samson’s strength was in his hair, perhaps yours holds its own power.”

It’s not the worst hair session, but the sermon drags on until you finally escape.

Doppio

Doppio is thrilled when you ask for his help.

“You trust me with your hair? Really?!”

“Yeah, just don’t do anything weird with it.”

He giggles nervously but does an okay job brushing. At one point, he ties a bow in your hair with some ribbon he found.

“There! Now you look even cuter!”

You laugh, patting his arm. “Thanks, Doppio. It’s not bad.”

When Diavolo takes over later, he immediately cuts the ribbon off.

Funny Valentine

Valentine’s reaction is pretty neutral. “Hair care is an important part of presentation,” he says, rolling up his sleeves.

You sit down, expecting some sort of patriotic monologue, but he’s actually quite skilled. His movements are efficient, and he even uses some sort of oil that leaves your hair shiny.

“There. As polished as any American hero,” he says, admiring his work.

“You’re weird, but thanks,”.

Kars

Kars is the most confident of them all. “My hair is superior,” he declares. “If you wish for perfection, you’ve come to the right being.”

You let him have his moment as he gets to work, though his commentary is endless.

“This strand is inferior,” he mutters at one point. “You should be honored I’m improving it.”

By the time he’s finished, your hair looks amazing, but you’re emotionally drained.

•••••••••••

In the end, you realize asking for help might not have been the best idea, but at least your hair looks… mostly decent.

[lady-of-endless]

do u have any nsfw hc’s of wamuu?🥺

Wamuu x reader headcanons (NSFW)

Author's Note: This request satisfied my old fascination with Wamuu, thank you for the nostalgia. Hope you'll enjoy it!

- Being a warrior and having Kars and Eisidisi as masters, is not easy. All of his ancient life, he had to train rigorously, follow orders, and just fight. His dedication was towards this and only this for a very long time. He has neglected fantasies because of it and he knows it but never that would be a problem.

- He does not understand the outfits humans wear nowadays. However, he won't say a thing about such a superficial aspect. However, if one day you decide to wear something similar to his outfit to get a reaction from him, suddenly this aspect makes him go through interesting emotions. Note, if you wear something blue, cobalt blue, he'll be speechless. It's his favorite color after all.

- He knows that he's different from Eisidisi and Kars but that gets obvious to you when you see him get so careful with you in bed. He takes pride in his size and stature but not now, when he's with you and you look as fragile as porcelain. He goes slow at the start, painfully slow for him, for your sake.

- His love language is mainly words of affirmation and that goes into the bedroom as well. Praise and encouragement are abundant in the bedroom.

- He is definitely a soft dom who would never try the role of someone below. Wamuu wants to take care of you and your needs but he expects you to behave accordingly.

- Whenever he gets turned on, because he wants to look like he's keeping his composure, the only way to let you know about his needs is by looking at you intensely while subtly playing with the ring from his lower lip.

- He always thought he was into degradation, humiliation, and roughness, especially with a human, but turns out he's not. One look at you and how your eyes shine with excitement as you look up at him and he knows he's unable to do such a cruel thing to you.

- However, he might be into corruption and brat-taming. Corruption as in getting you to do something against your principles. He is getting such a dangerous surge of power seeing you submit to him and his requests. Brat taming comes as a revelation after you decide to tease him, provoke him all day long and all he wants to do is to punish you for it.

- Because he used to live hundreds of thousands of years ago, he doesn't fully grasp the concept of aftercare. But without asking, after those intense moments, he likes to lay in bed next to you, wrap you up, and keep you warm as he opens up about his past. Unfortunately, this big warrior will fall asleep fast but do it while having you in his arms.

- Will never accept you to leave marks on him and vice versa. Why? Because he does not want his masters to know that he has finally given in. Not because he might look weak, he knows his worth, but because he does not want to share anything that's going on between you and him behind closed doors. However, Kars will know everything.

- His enhanced stamina, ability and senses are some things you should prepare for. He does not hurt you intentionally but it's hard for him to contain himself when it comes to claiming you.

- More vocal than you expected. No, he doesn't moan, whimper, or whisper phrases. He growls, grunts, and gets unintentionally aggressive. All because of trying so hard to hold back.

- Regarding kinks, you will have to open his eyes to this whole concept. He is curious but judgemental of some. That is until he tries them out because he will try them all out with you. He discovers that his favorites are dominant, primal (hunter), rigger, experimentalist, and voyeur.

[nastymensimp]

fanfic ideas that have been bouncing around in my pea brain

if any of these have been done please let me know

Spoilers for JJBA

Being the sister of kars. Wamuu with his devotion to Kars holds it just as much to you, willing to do as you command. His adoration for you is different from how you adore him, wishing for more to bloom from your encounters

Dating Keicho before his death, being a little family with the nijimuras. After the incident Okuyasu worries you wont stick around since its just him. Basically just some angty comfort for my son

Being in a relationship with Avdol, who planned to propose after the battle with Dio. After the encounter with Vanilla Ice Polnareff comes out to hand you a set of rings and tell you the news

Reader forcing a character( I have to many in mind) to match cosplays with them

Moving into a house by the Aqua teens and having to deal with all their shit

Being like a guardian to Meatwad( Ik he is like 40 idc hes a kid in my mind)

[koogl001]

Hi. Can I get a pillarman and a deaf-mute reader?

(I like your Yandere pillarmen heads who keep the reader in their secret hideout and bring stuff for the sake of explanation)

One-Shots and Headcanons Masterlist

When you were first abducted by the pillar men, they took your quietness as a sign of defiance, or maybe you were too frightened by their presence, losing the ability to talk?

It was only polite to answer when asked a question, and disrespect was something they did not allow (especially Kars)

As your punishment, you were chained to a pole as your back was whipped

But when you didn’t let a single cry out, only gasps, Wamuu started suspecting if you even had the ability to speak in the first place

After a bit of researching, they found mutism might be the cause of your problem, so in order to communicate with you (as they were trying to obtain information from you about where exactly the Red Stone of Aja was hidden) they provided you with a small dry erase board and some markers

You explained to them that you were deaf-mute and mainly communicated with people via what you called a sigh language

Kars

Kars was disgusted by your weakness, making it his point to let you know

The humankind was even more useless than he originally thought

When he realised you had no knowledge of the Red Stone of Aja (or at least none that you made known) he decided for you to be a bargaining chip as you had no other use

He steered clear of you, after all you were not worthy of his presence

But then again, he did make a mistake by issuing a punishment for something you had no control over and for whatever reason, he wanted to make it up to you

He comforted himself that it was only fair and there was nothing more to it, no feelings attached

As quite the exquisite man who enjoyed luxury, he decided to gift you with your very own lavish room, silky clothing, and herbal bath oils

He also got you a personal maid (one of the vampires he acquired for his army) to tend to your every need

After all, in his eyes you were too weak to even take proper care of yourself

That is, only till he saw you fight

When Kars came to observe what caused such a commotion in his lair, he only saw piles upon piles of burning carcases left by his now deceased followers

Apparently, they got hungry and naturally went after the only human around, poor fools

You weren’t a part of Lisa Lisa’s team for nothing

This strangely earned you respect from the leader of the pillar men, instead of his wrath as that was what you expected

He was wrong, once again

You were admittedly far from weak, despite your limitations

Perhaps you would make a fine mate

After all, as a soon to be ultimate life form, Kars intended to rebuild his tribe and you might just be up for that task

Esidisi  

Esidisi found entertainment in exploiting your weakness

He would sneak up on you and jump out of nowhere just to give you a good scare and maybe a heart attack or two

As he was the one to bring you to the pillarmen’s lair, he knew of your hamon wielding abilities

It was clear to him they were honed to perfecting by years and years of restless training

It was commendable, for such a meek looking creature to pack such a powerful punch

He purposedly picked fights with you, testing the limit of your abilities, noting that each time you two fought you adapted to his rhythm a bit more and soon, you were even able to deal damage

Nothing serious thought, he would not allow that as much as he would not allow himself to hurt you

After one of your many sparring sessions, you questioned his unwillingness to attack you, resorting only to defence, but you were met with no answer

Why was that indeed?

The burning king found himself questioning his own actions

Was it because you were so fragile, he was afraid of shattering you?

Perhaps spending so much time with a human made him softer, he thought

Venturing outside to test that theory, Esidisi easily killed Messina, one of the two men who trained Jojo and Caesar along with Lisa Lisa

There was no sign of remorse nor mercy, so the strategic genius deduced he only had a soft spot for you, why however he couldn’t tell

You were confused when, after a meeting with Kars (in order to persuade him to keep you even after obtaining what they came for) Esidisi insisted on you sharing his room with him, but as you were in the position of a prisoner you didn’t have much say in what you wanted and didn’t want to do

He would use this opportunity of you getting closer to him to figure out his own feelings and thoughts

When he accepts that he has feelings for you, get ready for a lot of teasing as he loves when you get frustrated with him, finding your pouting face adorable and precious

He’ll pinch your cheeks and tell you he was only joking, enveloping you in a big hug

Wamuu

He feels so much guilt over your punishment which you clearly did not deserve as you had no control over your inability to speak, he distanced himself from you at the start

He knew he had to make it up to you somehow, so he started secretly sneaking outside, grabbing whatever he thought might get you to forgive him for his wrongdoings

He didn’t however know much about trying to win someone’s favour as he was but a child when his tribe was wiped clear by his masters, not getting to know how to properly act in social situations

What do women want? Is it power? Money? Flowers? Clothes? Jewels? What is it?

He decided to seek help from human books, especially romantic novels and appropriated the ways the lead male characters acted towards their love interest

Tons of flowers, words of affirmation and compliments, help with whatever you wanted, companionship and much more is coming your way

This gentle giant will make you feel like a princess straight out of a fairy tale

He’ll spoil you rotten and then some more with his sweet words and actions

He soon finds he enjoys your company quite a bit, looking forward to coming back to you after each mission requiring him to leave your side

He’ll soon incorporate light physical sighs of affections, such as holding your hand, your shoulder, and around your waist

When you accept his advances and even start reciprocating them, he’ll be over the moon and go a bit further with hugs, kisses on the cheek or forehead, brushing your hair and such

He’ll go slowly, accepting that he put you in a difficult position since you are still their prisoner

If you ever come up to him on your own and start a little cuddle session, he might just die from happiness

Santana

This sign language you speak of sounds new, and he loves new things he can learn, so he’ll get to it as soon as possible

With his adaptive nature and high intelligence, he masters it in less than a month, eager to show you his progress and maybe get you to point out if he got it correctly

You’ll praise him and tell him how extremely sweet of a gesture it is, loving that you’ll be able to express yourself to him a bit more freely

As he’s not familiar with the concept of praise, he’ll be confused by the warm feeling in his chest

Was he ill? No, pillarmen couldn’t get ill, but then what was it?

Conducting a small experiment, he soon found he only felt this when in your presence specifically, did you have powers that made this happen?

Feels no shame, so he’ll outright ask you about this new sensation, making you flustered

It was as if he was indirectly confessing to you

As you were too embarrassed to explain, you showed him some books that might hold answers to his question and left him to his own devices

He’ll quickly become possessive as he’s more feral than the rest and will feel the need to protect you from any protentional danger since you’re such a fragile creature

He’ll go as far as to straight up growl at Esidisi when he tries to mess with you

He’ll make a nest for the two of you in his room and demand you stay with him 24/7 for “protection purposes”, though he just wants to spend every second in your warm presence

He’ll go out of his way to impress you, not only to show you he is a capable mate but also to get some more praise that he quickly becomes addicted to

If you want him to go putty in your arms, simply tell him how much of a good boy he is

[aifanfictions]

write a story about (y/n) being the captive of the Pillar Men and while she is there, at their hide out, she started getting closer to Wamuu. One evening, Wamuu brings (y/n) an mp3 and she shows him what its used for and how to use it and then she plays some classical music and teaches Wamuu how to dance

Dancing Hearts

Deep within the heart of their hidden sanctuary, (Y/N) found herself captive of the Pillar Men—ancient, powerful beings whose presence was as intimidating as it was mesmerizing. Initially, the situation had been dire, with the Pillar Men's intentions veiled in mystery. But as the days passed, something unexpected happened—(Y/N) began to forge an unlikely connection with one of them, Wamuu.

Wamuu, one of the Pillar Men, was as fierce as he was noble. His strength was unmatched, but there was a depth to his character that (Y/N) couldn't ignore. The more they interacted, the more they realized they shared a mutual respect for each other's qualities, and an unspoken bond of friendship began to form.

One evening, as the crimson hues of the setting sun bathed their hideout in a warm, golden light, Wamuu approached (Y/N) with an item he had found during one of their skirmishes���a small, rectangular device with buttons and a screen.

"(Y/N)," Wamuu rumbled, his voice a mixture of curiosity and confusion, "I have found this artifact. It seems to be called an 'mp3.' What purpose does it serve?"

(Y/N) examined the device and smiled warmly. "Wamuu, this is an mp3 player. It's used to listen to music. Here, let me show you how it works."

With a gentle touch, (Y/N) activated the device and navigated its functions, selecting a classical piece that she had stored on it. The music began to play, filling the air with a harmonious melody.

Wamuu watched in fascination as the sounds enveloped them. The classical piece, with its intricate orchestration, seemed to resonate with his soul, awakening a profound curiosity about the world of music.

"(Y/N), what is this wonderful sound?" he inquired, his eyes fixed on the device.

"This is classical music," (Y/N) explained. "It's a genre that's been cherished by humans for centuries. The combination of different instruments creates beautiful and complex harmonies."

As the music flowed around them, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel the transformative power of music. She glanced at Wamuu, who appeared captivated by the music's nuances.

"Would you like to learn how to dance to classical music, Wamuu?" (Y/N) suggested, her tone gentle and inviting.

Wamuu hesitated for a moment, his imposing stature giving way to a sense of vulnerability. "I have never danced before," he admitted.

(Y/N) smiled reassuringly. "It's never too late to learn, and dancing can be a beautiful way to express yourself. Let me show you."

With grace and poise, (Y/N) extended her hand to Wamuu, who took it with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. She guided him through the basic steps of a waltz, teaching him how to move in time with the music.

As they danced to the elegant rhythm of the classical piece, Wamuu's apprehension melted away. His movements became more fluid, and he began to embrace the dance with a newfound sense of joy and freedom.

Their dance continued, a dance of two unlikely companions brought together by the beauty of music. The sun had set, and the chamber was illuminated by the soft glow of the mp3 player's screen and the delicate harmony of their movements.

The world outside may have been filled with danger and uncertainty, but within that moment, the music and the dance brought a sense of peace and connection to (Y/N) and Wamuu. Their bond had deepened in ways that neither of them could have foreseen, transcending the boundaries of captivity and forging a friendship that defied the odds.

As the final notes of the classical piece played, (Y/N) and Wamuu shared a contented smile. In the heart of their hidden sanctuary, amidst the whispers of ancient legends and the looming presence of the Pillar Men, an unlikely friendship had blossomed. It was a melody of understanding, a dance of the soul, and a testament to the transformative power of music and connection.

Days turned into weeks, and the connection between (Y/N) and Wamuu continued to grow. They spent their evenings exploring the world of music, delving into the rich history of classical compositions. Each piece became an opportunity for them to connect on a deeper level, sharing their thoughts and emotions as they listened.

The hideout, once a place of captivity, had transformed into a haven where the two could be themselves. Wamuu, who had once been an imposing warrior, revealed a gentle and contemplative side. He spoke of the intricacies of battle, the value of honor, and the ancient history of the Pillar Men. (Y/N), in turn, shared stories of the human world, from art and literature to the simple pleasures of everyday life.

One evening, as they sat in a softly lit chamber, (Y/N) played a particularly moving piece—a symphony that stirred the depths of the soul. Wamuu listened with rapt attention, his eyes reflecting the emotions that swelled within him.

"(Y/N)," Wamuu said in a hushed voice, "this music is unlike anything I have ever experienced. It stirs something within me, something I cannot fully comprehend."

(Y/N) smiled. "Music has a way of reaching deep into our hearts and evoking emotions we may not even be aware of. It's a universal language that transcends boundaries."

Wamuu nodded, his gaze fixed on the mp3 player's screen. "I never imagined that I would find such beauty and solace in music. It has opened a new world to me."

As the days went by, their evenings of music and dance continued, each moment bringing them closer. Wamuu learned to appreciate the subtle nuances of classical compositions and even began to express his own thoughts about the melodies. (Y/N) was impressed by his keen observations and his growing passion for music.

One evening, (Y/N) introduced Wamuu to a different form of dance—a traditional human dance that expressed joy and celebration. Wamuu, who had mastered the art of battle, found himself challenged in a different way. With patience and determination, he learned the intricate steps and the rhythm of the dance.

They practiced together, laughing at their mistakes and sharing in the joy of their progress. The once-formidable warrior and the captive human had become dance partners, their connection transcending captivity.

As the weeks turned into months, something beautiful and unexpected had taken root in the hearts of (Y/N) and Wamuu. Their friendship had evolved into a profound bond, a connection that defied the boundaries of their circumstances. In one another, they had found solace, understanding, and a shared love for the world of music and dance.

One evening, as they danced to a lively tune, their steps perfectly synchronized, Wamuu spoke softly. "I never thought I would find a friend in this world, (Y/N). You have shown me the beauty of music and dance, but more importantly, you have shown me the beauty of the human heart."

(Y/N) smiled warmly, her heart filled with gratitude. "Wamuu, you have shown me that even in the most unexpected of places, true friendship can bloom. You are not the creature I once feared, but a kind and honorable soul."

Their dance continued, a testament to the transformative power of music, friendship, and the resilience of the human spirit. In the heart of their sanctuary, they had discovered a unique connection that transcended their differences and brought light into the darkest of places.

As they danced on, their laughter and the melodies of the mp3 player filled the chamber, a reminder that even in captivity, the human spirit could find moments of joy and connection. It was a melody of unlikely friendship, a dance of two souls who had defied the odds and found solace in each other's company.

And in the heart of their sanctuary, amidst the ancient legends and the presence of the Pillar Men, the bond between (Y/N) and Wamuu continued to flourish, proving that even in the most unlikely of circumstances, friendship and the power of music could transcend all.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[joujouyn]

Can you please write a Yandere pillar men x Fem reader fic?

YOOHOO GUESS WHO😍😍

Your prayers have been answered dear YNs for WE ARE BACK💗💗💗🥰🥰🥰 I know all of you were counting down the days till another cuntwrenching story and we are finally here to deliver pookies🥺🥺

This one is dedicated to this lovely YN🌸 hope we did your vision justice🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗💗💕💕🫘

Pt. 1 Yandere!Pillar Men x Fem!Reader

Kars and Wamuu are included in this one🥺🥺🥺😍😍😍🌹🌹🌹

TW‼️: mentions of stalking😈😈, farts, cocaine?, STEAMY🔥🔥🔥🥵

KARS

WAMUU

[soupbabe]

can i request rohan, anasui, and whamuu with an male reader who's super into vulture culture and taxidermy. reader primarily shoves affection through biting (shoulders and forearms mostly), trusting them around and even gifting them parts of his extensive bone collection, and creating bone jewelery or day to day use items like pencil holders even lamps for them from reperpoused bird skulls and such.

JoJo Characters with a Taxidermist! Male! Reader

Featuring: Wamuu, Rohan Kishibe, Narciso Anasui

Warning: mentions of animal death, title is very self explanatory

Narciso Anasui

- Oh you're the love of his life

- He's intense, his affection can be morbid. But having a man who understands him, who embraces the macabre and is willing to gift him presents made of bone?

- Oh you're basically soulmates!!

- He holds everything you make from him dear. You'll never see him take off the jewelry. Literally will keep it on, no matter what. He loves to fidgit with the necklaces, he loves feeling the bone around his finger

- I can see him wanting to return the favor. With his interest in taking things apart and reconstructing them, he finds a genuine interest in taking apart some roadkill and reconstructing the skeleton just for you!!

- Oh and Anasui talks all the time about how his darling husband should make the wedding rings. What's more romantic than a homemade gift?

Rohan Kishibe

- Yeah I'm sorry it was so hard for him to understand your interests

- Like when first meeting you, he's definitely called you weird and psychotic for picking up animal bones from the side of the road, but he can't deny he's interested

- He's a guy that licked a spider he definitely carries a lot of morbid curiosities

- If you make him a gift, he's so impressed

- There's an unexpected craftsmanship that goes into your pencil holders, it's hard for him to deny talent when he sees it

- I do think Rohan has a no biting rule, you do genuinely scare him with that. Sorry.

Wamuu

- While it's hard to beat Anasui's enthusiasm, I do think Wamuu comes in 2nd place as your biggest supporter

- But also consider this massive bonus for having a pillarman partner: your biting and mauling is nothing. It doesn't hurt. Maybe it tickles at most.

- He finds it odd that you bite in an affectionate setting, it's something he's never done a human do before. However I do think he can allow himself to soften up and not get too weirded out by it

- And oh your gifts leave him speechless!! Just like Rohan he praises fine artistry when he sees it

- Thinking about him giving you a bone necklace in return, though don't count on it belonging to an animal

[bebegi]

Oh, dilute me, gentle angel˚ ༘♡ ⋆

𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ♡

genre: random daily texts | modern au | reader x wamuu, rai mamezuku, diavolo & diego brando

warnings: none!!

notes: my throat has healed completely and i feel soooo much better !! hopefully the bebegi propaganda can go on undisrupted 💋‼️

notes: divider by roseraris ♡

© bebegi 2024. do not crop the tag or claim it as yours in any way please, do not repost in other sites without asking for permission + credit, thanks !! reblogs are highly appreciated ♡

[genesiswrld]

the kars x reader tag is so fucking dry, like damn! I swear I’ve scrolled through the same three fics like 80 billion times. Gonna have to provide myself content but I’m too much of a wuss to share my writing so ig there’s no winning🤷🏽‍♀️

[pillarsimps]

*pops in* HEY GANG

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Happy new year!! But there’s a reason why I’m here.

Basically, bringing the blog back! I’m going to try and be more active and not… disappear for months. Anyway…

Important updates! I changed the rules a bit, and there’s new characters to request! Shocker! I hope y’all can welcome La Squadra and Bruno’s Gang :)

The pillarmen will not be forgotten <3 requests for them will be prioritized! Mostly, at least. But don’t let that stop you!

I decided to delete previous requests. It’s a new year after all! And I don’t think those anons will see their request completed… and other people may not be into JJBA…

but anyways, requests are open!! Again!!

[dioslesbianwife]

Saw a tiktok of jojo villains being forced to sit through one of pucci’s sermons, so here are some headcannons for how I think that’d go lol.

Pucci’s Mandatory Sermon

It began with a loud, authoritative knock on every door.

“This is a house announcement,” Pucci’s voice boomed. “All of you are required to gather in the living room at 8:00 a.m. sharp for a sermon. Attendance is mandatory.”

Groans echoed through the house. Dio, lounging on his velvet couch, perked up at the announcement, a rare smile crossing his lips. “Ah, enlightenment through scripture. Finally, someone in this house understands culture and devotion.”

“I’m not going,” Kira muttered, rolling over in his immaculately clean bed. But, much to his dismay, Pucci stood outside his door, knocking incessantly until Kira begrudgingly complied.

By 8:00 a.m., the entire house was gathered in the living room. Pucci had set up an impromptu altar with a white cloth, a cross, and several lit candles. He stood at the front, Bible in hand, glowing with a mixture of zeal and authority.

“Thank you all for coming,” Pucci began, his voice soft but commanding. “Today, we discuss the nature of forgiveness, redemption, and understanding the Lord’s will.”

••••••••••••••••••••••••••

• Dio

Dio leaned back in his chair, looking completely at ease. He rested his chin on his hand, his eyes sparkling with interest. “Take your time, Pucci,” he purred. “Your words are a balm to the soul. Truly, this house needs your guidance.”

Pucci looked flattered but kept his composure.

• Kira

Kira sat with his arms crossed, glaring daggers at the clock on the wall. “I’m a man of quiet, private devotion,” he hissed. “Why do I need to sit through this… performance?”

He may or may not get up and leave.

• Diavolo

Diavolo scowled from his spot, arms crossed. “This is ridiculous, yet here I am, subjected to this nonsense.”

He’ll probably relinquish control to Doppio to get out of the situation.

• Doppio

Doppio nodded enthusiastically at everything Pucci said, his hands clasped as if in prayer. “Yes, Father Pucci! That makes so much sense!” he said, although it’s clear from his vacant expression that he hadn’t absorbed a word.

• Funny Valentine

Valentine was the surprise star attendee. He sat upright, nodding thoughtfully as Pucci spoke. “Forgiveness is the cornerstone of a great nation,” he mused aloud. “This sermon is a testament to the strength of moral fiber.”

• The Pillar Men

The Pillar Men looked completely lost. Wamuu furrowed his brow. “Who is this… ‘God’ he keeps mentioning?” he whispered to Kars.

“A being humans seem to revere, despite never having seen it,” Kars replied, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “A curious concept, but irrelevant to us.”

“Then why are we here?” Esidisi asked, looking irritated.

“To observe,” Kars replied, although his tone suggested he’d rather be anywhere else.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Pucci’s sermon stretched on for hours. By the third hour, Kira had discreetly plugged his ears. Diavolo had long since let Doppio take the wheel, muttering something about needing to “preserve his sanity.”

Dio, ever the loyal supporter, still looked engaged, occasionally interjecting with affirmations like, “Beautifully said, Pucci,” and “Yes, the Lord’s light truly shines through you.”

Pucci was still somewhat pleased by the outcome, happy to leave an impression.

[illubean]

OMG SORRY FOR NOT SPECIFYING😭😭 I MEANT LIKE AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER

JJBA Men W/ an Avatar!S/o

Characters: Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Wamuu, Risotto Nero Type: Headcanons, Gn!Reader

ALL GOOD LMAOO also i lwky didn't know how to write kars ghiaccio or diavolo/doppio for this AND I COMPLETELY MISSED THE FEM READER PART OF YOUR REQ IM SO SORRY

Warnings: none?

Jonathan Joestar

thinks it's just a very powerful manifestation of hamon and doesn't question you further

it's relatively new to him so he doesn't doubt hamon can manifest itself in the elements

no matter how strong you are he still has strong instincts to be the one to protect to you

he doesn't want you to so much as lift a finger against anyone; he's got it don't worry your pretty little head

very gentlemanly and treats you like royalty simply because he thinks you deserve it, not because he underestimates you

he's amazed if he is ever able to see you in action

he also finds it very noble of you to use your powers to try and maintain balance in the world, even though he doesn't understand how a single person could do that

he likes to stand watch if you are ever to journey to the spirit world, making sure your body is safe and unbothered

Joseph Joestar

very confused on how you're able to control the elements in the first place

what kind of fancy hamon is this!?

he's seen weirder things on his adventures so he chooses not to dwell on it too much

probably asks you to use your bending for silly things, like party tricks or to play pranks on Caesar

this guy is always picking on you (lovingly) and never learns his lesson no matter how many times you use your bending to retaliate

you blew him across the room? he's getting right back up and trotting back towards you

you drench him with water? well now he's gonna grab you and get you wet too

if you can heal with your water bending he will always come to you for assistance, no matter how large or small his injury is

Jotaro Kujo

confused as to why he can't see your stand

even when you explain to him that it's bending and you have to master all the elements because its your destiny or whatever his brain is like "hm. glorified stand"

don't try to convince him of a difference, he won't get it

he's seen Avdol use Magicians Red a handful of times but he finds your fire bending to be even more impressive

asks you to use your bending for a light sometimes

your earth bending was SO useful during the fight against Wheel of Fortune

it was perfect for both offense and defense

he already acknowledges you as a strong individual but if you can BLOOD BEND?

very very impressed (maybe a little frightened but he wouldn't be caught dead admitting that)

he's a little embarrassed if you use your water bending to heal him, turning away to hide the little blush on his face from how close you are

Wamuu

you're one of the few humans he holds respect for (well...if you're human)

you are a strong fighter and take your efforts seriously

you guys are completely different; you keeping balance and him being an accomplice to world domination

but he still holds an odd kind of admiration for you

if he is to ever see you fight, especially in the avatar state, he'd think your strength could be on par or even more than him and the other pillar men

Risotto Nero

he doesn't question how you got your abilities

he could care less about your bending tbh, he's encountered many odd stand users and someone who can control the elements is probably one of the more normal abilities he's come across

though he doesn't outwardly express it, he really cares for you and is concerned about you if you are ever to fight anyone or get hurt

he would never forgive ANYONE who hurts you

and he also wouldn't forgive himself if he let you get hurt so he tries to keep you as far away from his italian mob craziness as much as possible

even if you are very strong and capable of handling things yourself he still tries his very best to protect you

[the-artsy-plant]

I’m still working on it…this ain’t even a oneshot anymore it’s just a long form short fiction. This is a novella. A Jojo fanfiction novella

It’s the way my Wamuu fic was only supposed to be 9k…it’s about to be like. 12-13k at this rate maybe more 😭