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#jojos x reader
jolyfics · 21 days
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This is my first time requesting something uggghh I'm nervous.
Anyways, I think it would be so cute if your wrote how the jojos would confess to their crushes!
i love the way you write so ik you'll do them justice
𝙞 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝘫𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
summary: how the jojos confess
notes: THIS TOOK SO LONG MY HAND FELL ASLEEP 😭😭 but really i hope you enjoy it!! i swear i wasn’t being that lazy over easter break
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jonathan joestar
i feel like jonathan is the most romantic out of all the jojos
he’d definitely bring you some place nice
like a tree on a hill during sunset
he’d also make it a picnic
after you two talk for a good bit is when he’d speak up
if you agree to his confession he’d let out a sigh of relief, as well as a big grin
6pm, he told you to meet you by the tree where you usually hang out, you adored that tree, it was rural. once you arrived you noticed he was there before you, sitting underneath the tree with a cute little picnic basket beside him. you sat down to his left, he took out some sandwiches you assumed he made and the two of you began eating, quickly falling into your usual banter.
after awhile, he cleared his throat, causing you to look up at him with confusion. “i.. have something i wish to tell you.” he spoke up, he sounded nervous, you had never heard him sound like that before. you perked up, signalling for him to continue. “i have feelings for you, (name). and i hope you’d accept them” you could feel your cheeks heat up, which caused his to do the same.
you nodded, “i do, jojo!” he grinned, a sigh escaping him as relief washed over his entire body. he placed his hand atop of yours, as you both gave eachother an adoring look
joseph joestar
joseph’s a smartass
it definitely starts with him teasing you
then when you ask him why he likes teasing you specifically is when he shuts up
he admits it quite casually
like its nothing
leaving you quite flustered
“c’mon, cutie! give me a smile!” he smirked, he adored the way your eyebrows looked as they furrowed when he spoke. he loved the way your face turned the slightest shade of red and how you tried to hide how he actually got a reaction out of you. he loved it all. “shut up, jojo!” you scoffed, trying to hide the blush that crept up onto your face
“why do you always tease me? why not suzie q?!” you spoke up, you weren’t angry, just genuinely confused. did he like seeing you so angry? he then playfully rolled his eyes. “because i love seeing that look on your face! i mean, who wouldn’t? you’re gorgeous yknow?” you scoffed once more before crossing your arms
“it’s because i love you, (name)! and i know you can’t resist me” he grinned, his usual stupid grin. you looked back over at him. it seemed he was waiting for you to say something to him, instead you placed a small kiss on his cheek. that seemed to finally shut him up
jotaro kujo
it honestly depends on which jotaro
part 3 jotaro isn’t the kinda guy to confess his feelings to you
he’d just hope and pray you had that confidence to speak up first
if you don’t though, and the feeling is getting too much for him to handle he’d trap you in a hotel room and force you to listen to him
very rare to hear more than a few words with him, let alone hear what he FEELS
you sat on the hotel bed, reading a cheap magazine you found in one of the drawers in the bedside table. you were sharing a room with jotaro, you only really shared with him or kakyoin, since you three were the only teenagers with the group. jotaro had just gotten back from being in the bathroom, he sat on the bed to your right.
“(name).” he spoke, his voice soft, yet still with the usual firmness that usually has a grasp over him. you looked over to him, closing the magazine over and placing it beside you on the bed. “yes, jotaro?” he paused, the air seemed different. not the usual feeling you had while rooming with him.
“you’re.. not awful.” his voice was now that of a mumble, as he used the brim of his hat to cover his face. at first you were confused, until it hit you, he was trying to tell you how he felt about you. he just couldn’t get the right words out of his mouth
josuke higashikata (4)
josukes confession is probably the most fun out of them all.
i feel like he’d take you somewhere fun like bowling
you’d be kicking his ass at it
and once you finished up your game and we’re walking home
thats when he’d tell you
and if its cold he might even lend you his coat
you shivered as the two of you walked home after a long day of bowling. you two played about 4 rounds, you won 3/4 of those games, which you were quite proud of. you felt something heavy land across your shoulders, you looked down. josukes coat? you then turned your gaze to him, he seemed to be looking in the opposite direction of you
“thanks, josuke” you spoke up, getting rid of the silence between you too. he hummed, kicking a rock as he walked. “hey, uhh” he paused before speaking up once more. “i gotta tell you something, and don’t get angry at me for saying this!” you chuckled at that, you couldn’t get angry at him
“i.. think i might like you. thats a lie. i know i like you” you pulled his coat closer around you as you grinned, this day seemed to be getting better and better..
giorno giovanna
giorno definitely took you to a fancy restaurant
he is the don, he has that kind of money
he’d probably buy you something fancy too.
he’d just say it outright, like it was something he said everyday
you two sat across from eachother at the fancy restaurant, both of you in your fanciest attire. you two stared at a menu, deciding what to get before the waiter arrived, notebook and pen in hand. once you ordered, and the waiter was gone, giorno looked over at you. he pulled out a tiny box placing it on the table and sliding it over to you
“giorno, no” “i insist, (name)” he interrupted. you sighed, picking up the box and opening it. a necklace lay inside, laced with what you could only assume were real diamonds. you looked up to him in shock. “giorno, i can’t take this..” he shook his head
“you must, you’re the only person i’d want to spend this kind of money on, so please. let me buy you things from now on” he gave a small, meaningful smile towards you, which only made you smile. you took the necklace out of the box, placing it around your neck. “you look stunning, mí amore”
jolyne cujoh
okay. we all know how lesbians are
she’d definitely confess buy playing a song for you, then saying that it reminds her of you
you two would just be in her bedroom
and she’d suggest listening to music
then she’d play the song and say it reminds her of you two
you two sat on jolynes bed, you’d been friends for years, so long in fact, you two had began to develop feelings for eachother. even though everyone around the two of you knew, you two didn’t. “hey.. let’s listen to some music!” jolyne suggested, you nodded. that could be fun, you always enjoyed her music
she grinned, standing up from the bed and heading towards her cd collection. she picked one up, then placed it into the cd player. it took a few seconds for the song to boot up but once it began she then hurried back over to sit beside you in her bed. “what song is it?” you asked, she only grinned at you. “you’ll see”
as the song began to play, it seemed like something jolyne never would’ve usually listened to. you began to recognise the song as time went on, ‘this kiss, by faith hill’ as you began to wonder why she picked this song, she spoke up. “this song, reminds me of us..” her face was slightly red as she spoke
Johnny Joestar
johnny and you were put on a ranch
yous were just together tending to your horses
it was silent, peaceful
that’s when johnny would admit to having feelings for you
it definitely took him awhile to do that
he’s not the most open when it comes to how he feels
you fed your horse, johnny stood beside you, doing the exact same to slow dancer, his horse. it was comfortable, you two enjoyed eachothers company and the silence between you wasn’t awkward in the slightest, at least for you anyways.
johnny was busy thinking about you, he wanted to tell you how he felt, he knew he owed it to you to be honest, but it was just scary. he was afraid of rejection from you. even though he knew deep, deep down that you most likely liked him too
“hey.. (name)?” he finally spoke up, he felt as if his heart was in his throat. you turned to look at him, giving him a hum to continue. “i just wanted to say that i.. like ya, i have for awhile now. i just.. wanted ya to know” he looked away, embarrassed
josuke higashikata (8)
josuke just blurts it out
like its NOTHING
he doesn’t get social cues tbh
it leaves you shocked
like really shocked
you two were probably just sitting in a part when he just says it
you sat on the park bench with josuke, you both had gotten an ice cream, it was a very warm day in morioh, so ice cream was the only solution the two of you had. as you both sat, enjoying your ice cream, you looked over to josuke, who seemed to be enjoying his delicious sweet treat
“isn’t this nice, josuke?” you spoke up, he only nodded enthusiastically, continuing to lick the cone. you chuckled at him, giving him a smile. which seemed to make him stop eating? he stared at you, in an almost creepy way. you’d be creeped out if you didn’t know him
“i’m in love with you” he says, before going back to his ice cream. you stared at him, in shock. “what?” you gave him a confused look, where you dreaming? hallucinating even? did he really just say that to you?
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sparda-ly · 1 year
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dio x (intovert) reader
note: i sincerely apologise to the anon that wrote this request! i deleted it by accident, and i don't remember exactly what you wrote, so please let me know if i messed up anything! this is slso very rushed, and yes i can see how badly it is written. i will update it once i have some free time, i promise. once again, i'm very sorry 😞
warnings: none
you didn't really have a lot of friends, maybe one or two, you weren't particularly a "people" person, however, you were kind and polite
you blended in with people, you didn't really stand out from the crowd, just a normal girl who doesn't really socialise unless nessecary
however dio noticed you
despite his fake arrogant extroverted personality, dio often found himself needing a break from everyone.
and you, you were perfect.
beside you he could actually relax and let his guard down
you guys could sit in silence for 7 hours, and then talk like it was nothing
he loved how you didn't talk to a lot of people, his jealous and possessive side definitely was jumping up and down from joy
the whole school was shocked when they heard the news about you guys dating
it probably was the most interesting and unexpected thing that ever happened in the shithole
it was most likely dio who told everyone you're together, knowing the prideful mf he is
while some students were only confused, other were quite... envious
knowing that the introvert girl who always sits at the back of the class and no one literally notices, managed to get the famous dio brando, who every girl had dreamt about at least once
they didn't however know that it is him who is the lucky one
his personality and behaviour is very hard to understand, however just being around you made him open up
your mere present brought him comfort, something that he hasn't felt in years
and he was forever grateful for that
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k4shibe · 1 year
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SUMMER WINE — JOHNNY JOESTAR+GYRO ZEPPELI
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summary, my hc of what johnny and gyro(seperate) would be like during sex but probably very ooc
content, afab/amab reader, 18+!!, oral, bondage, praise/degrading, public sex, toys, teasing, toys under clothes, breeding?, creampie, unprotected sex (WRAP IT!!)
note, shoutout to shower thots for ideas🫶🏼not proofread!!
word count, 622
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johnny joestar
i feel like he’d be sooo vanilla tbh hes also a switch
he’s into very light bdsm, like him tying you up in pretty baby blue ribbon, a sight only he could see which would turn him on sm
VERY into praise!!! both giving n receiving. praise is his biggest kink and makes him hard as a rock,,,,
loves cockwarming after sex !! just keeping his cum in your sex after long hours of passionate sex.
your the love of his life so he values u alot. so degrading would be very light unless ur into it.
if you really wanted to he would be resistant at first, quickly get in to degrading seeing how you tighten around him.
his dick is pretty average. although its a few inches bigger than average its not too special.
his dick has a few pubes and is shaved weekly. (his tip is #D48E85 and he has a vein on the side of it thats vv sensitive, it slightly curves to the right)
if u have a pussy he loves playing with it, playing with your clit is his favorite thing to do and he loves seeing how much u cum from it ❤️ his fingers work too, (obviously). he loves fingering you, under your panties, in the shower, mostly anywhere he loves the feeling of ur walls around his fingers.
if you have a dick, he loves sucking your dick. the way your expression changes turns him on sm and the feeling of ur cum in his mouth is such a great feeling for him.
he loves oral in general afab or amab he dosent care !!
gyro zeppeli
oh god. hes such a tease its not even funny
he loves showing off his dick, its longer than it is thicker but its a decent girth.
he’s only a bit bigger than average, and he shaves when he feels like it, which is never. (his tip is #DC938E, 2 veins one near his tip and another near the bottom of his base)
he’s such a bitch, he wont let you cum whilst having like a toy in you whilst he’s playing with your sensitive spots.
if you do cum he “punishes” you by making you finger your ass in-front of him. he loves seeing you do humiliating things.
he loves the idea of public sex. like in a public bathroom or a party, secretly touching your sex under a table or something like that.
loves creampies. he loves cumming inside you and putting a butt plug up your ass to keep his cum inside you for sometime. bonus points if your going out and he has a butt plug in your cum-filled ass
would fuck you infront of johnny if you were down, he dosent care because everyone knows he’s a man whore
hes willing to do mostly anything you want but he prefers being on top
if you have a dick, he loves masturbating together with you, like facing each other and seeing you avoid his gaze with a look of embarrassment makes him sooo horny. seeing u submissive and humiliated is such a turn on for him bc it boosts his ego a lot. he has alot of rizz so he can make you cum only from his dirty words.
if you have a pussy, he loves cumming in you, or having you squirt on his face. he loves cum in general. if you want him too he can fill you up with his firm and its sooo good!! he either stops to admire the view or keeps fucking your cum-filled pussy relentlessly. he also loves when you sit on his face, and how great it feels to have your juices on him.
im sorry this got lazy
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tinfairies · 1 year
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Okay but Dio eating out his s/o when they are their period. He has to, he’s a vampire. Can you write anything about that? 👀
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Let's be honest, Dio has a long tongue along with an insatiable craving for blood.
Though period blood isn't fresh, it doesn't stop Dio from wanting a taste.
As soon as he smells it, he's all over his beloved like a large cat. Kissing and trying to strip them down.
If they protest, saying they're bleeding, he'd just laugh at them. Telling them that he's the perfect person to help them with this.
He gets a treat, they get relief from cramps as well as a clean cunt.
Dio takes his time undressing his lover, as if they're a present just for him
Laying them on their back and spreading their legs, his large hands grip their thighs and his nails scrape at their skin.
He breathes them in, his favorite scent.
Slowly he'd start licking at their cunt. Starting on the outskirts then making his way to the slit. Spreading their lips open with his tongue.
He sighs as he tastes the iron of their blood. It takes all his self control to not just dive in and bury his tongue up their cunt.
Dio teases with his tongue, enjoying how his beloved squirms and moans above him.
Their hands brush through his hair, lightly tugging as the flat of his tongue rubs their clit.
Soon he's slipping his tongue into them, twisting and curling it. His thumb presses on their clit and he starts rubbing circles. He begins to lick their walls clean, pressing against their cervix to coax more crimson from their womb.
He can feel how close they are to their orgasm. The way they clench around his tongue and how their clit throbs.
The moaning is another dead giveaway, head thrown back with nonsensical words spilling from their mouths.
His beloved's thighs tremble as they finally reach their climax. More blood gushes from them as they cum onto his face
Dio happily licks up every drop, and continues long after they're clean. Overstimulating them and making them beg him to stop.
He's found a new obsession, and will be doing this everytime his lovers cylce rolls around.
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tasteofgummies · 1 year
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ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖
Cw: mentions of murder and kidnapping
GN (fem aligned, kinda) reader! X JJBA
You could say JJBA was your comfort show, when things went wrong, when the world was overwhelming, you could always find a safe haven in the bizarre adventures of your favorite characters. Sometimes you rewatched your favorite episodes, or read some fanfic. And as sad as it sounds, you really feel close to them; yes, friends could help, but why bother? You know they won't be as great comforting you as fictional characters were. You weren't harming yourself or others, you were taking you meds and doing the things you were supposed to (most of the time) but you still feel alone some days, and you know that it's not a hole anyone can fill completely, wholely, perfectly.
You finished the episode, and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat before bed, you fed your cat and ate your snack while mindlessly scrolling through Tumblr.
Of course you had other interests, and liked other characters, but lately you had been in an extremely severe jjba brainrot, you didn't worry too much, it just happened sometimes.
However, this was the first time you had this inmese, beyond human desire, this crave for content, and it was the first time you dreamt of it so often, and also the first time you felt like they were watching you at all times, you found yourself doing all kind of silly things thinking that someone may be watching, how dumb, right? But the dumbest thing was when you saw shadows near you, or heard noises that disappeared once you went looking for the source, you even called your landlord to inform him about the noises in the walls, thinking it could be a rat problem, but you were left looking like a fool when no one else could hear them.
You put your used dishes in the dishwasher, thinking to yourself that you would finally wash them tomorrow (something you've been saying the whole week) and headed to your room. You put your phone in the charger, and think about meeting up with a friend tomorrow, you need to get out, this lonely apartment is messing up with your head.
3:06 a.m
You wake up scared, you vaguely remember your jjba related dream, but you're too frightened to pay mind to it. The noises, the noises are so loud, and so clear now. You slowly move to lock the door, trying to be as silent as you can be, and you sigh in relief when you notice your cat is sleeping in your room, safe.
Should you call the police? You can hear the loud footsteps, and the sound of your furniture being moved, of drawers being opened and rummaged through. You curse yourself, how could you be so stupid? The feeling of being watched was probably a thief stalking you to get inside your house, the noises must have been that too. You should definitely call the police, but what if they hear you?
🆃🅷🆄🅼🅿..
It's so loud, this thief must be a really big person, you have no chance if you have to fight.
🆃🅷🆄🅼🅿..
Did they hear you? Oh god, they're coming closer, you scan the room to try and find a weapon to defend yourself with, you fail.
🆃🅷🆄🅼🅿..
It's the end, it's the end, you're getting murdered, or worse, you're getting kidnapped, oh my god, you can feel it, they're seconds away
C̶̣̜̬̲̀̓̈̊̏r̷̡̢͚̠͇̺̻̟̪̃͊ͅa̷̘̼̯̪̎͒̌́̀s̵̡͈̥͕͓̘̱̲̀̈́͗̇̉͐͛͠h̷̖̟̻͙̲̺͈̐̉̽̓́̒̿!!
The door is forced open, you freeze, you cry, you can feel your heart stop. It's so dark, you can't even see the face of the person that will take your life, they're probably mad they didn't find anything too valuable
"It's you! I'm so glad I found you" they said, happily, getting close to you, he turns on the lights, and you can see their face. Otherworldly beauty, they look just like- wait,,,
"Wait- but you're not real..."
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rae-pss · 3 months
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May I please ask for soulmate au with Sorlato with reader genuinely think their soulmates are ice cream please
masterlist
˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . i think you refer to "each others’ names on their wrist/palm/etc". also, this list is perfect if you want to see how many soulmate au exist. i hope you like it, dear anon (<3). ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 409 words.
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throughout your life, you lived under the constant jokes from family, friends, and even strangers, about the name of your soulmates.
you lived in a world where, when you turned eighteen, the name of your future partner materialized out of nowhere on your wrists. nevertheless, the fact that it could appear more than one name in itself was already strange, unusual even; well, to that you had to add in your case the two curious words that appeared on your skin that day.
"sorbet" and "gelato", it should be an awful joke of fate, one that only sought to laugh at you because, honestly, you couldn't find another reason behind the random names of your supposed soulmates.
who can be called "sorbet" and "ice cream"? and on top of that the second one is in italian? damn, your non-existent luck.
there have always been smiles and laughter when the topic of names on your wrists came up. there wasn't even one damn occasion during your life when, when you told your situation, a laugh escaped those around you.
and, at the moment it did not seem that that was going to change. not when, in that godforsaken bar in naples, the two strangers with whom you were so pleasantly talking for much of the night, couldn't help but laugh when you showed them the brands.
what you didn't expect, much less did you imagine could happen authentically, was the exact moment in which your name came out from the blonde man's lips as if nothing had happened. you didn't even remember having given it to any of them, you didn't even remember knowing them at all, and as if nothing had happened, he spoke as if you were someone very important.
—excuse me, but how do you know my name?
—oh, honey.
with a smile, which you found curiously cute, he rolled up his khaki green shirt to his shoulder and calmly showed you his two wrists.
“sorbet” was written on the right, and… your name was on the left.
without being able to contain yourself, you raised your gaze quickly and observed both men carefully. you couldn't believe that one, you had finally found your soulmates, and two, that name didn't fit either of you.
—because of you i have suffered ridicule throughout my life...
your comment only earned more laughter from both men. on this occasion, the one with black hair extended his hand to you.
—i'm sorbet, it's nice to finally meet you,
—and i'm gelato!
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chrollohearttags · 1 year
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once again CONGRATS ON THE 4K BAYBEEE!! lemme give you sumnnnn
character name: jotaro kujo
song you want the fic to be based from: Plastic off the sofa — beyonce
full fic or drabble?: drabble
smut, fluff, angst?: smut! why naawwt!
thank you so much, sweetness!!! ask and you shall receive 🤍 also, I’m in love with this song and this man!
cw: sensual sex, marking, sub (ish) Jotaro, hand holding, some other tings and just cute fluff/smut
love is a beautiful thing…considered the greatest wonder in the world by some. It can invoke powerful emotions from even the most stoic of people. jotaro kujo was no exception. his love; with all its impurities and flaws was still perfect with no wrong doings in your eyes. Much like a star, he shined the brightest when lie underneath your light. Hence why he felt so dimmed and glum when you’d depart from his arms and..his bed. “Leaving so soon? Can’t you stay with me a little while longer?” The normally brutish, hard pressed man becoming surprisingly vulnerable. A certain vulnerability that was invisible to the rest of the world as he wasn’t much for showing the softer shades of himself. Swaddled in his crinkled sheets after a steamy session of beautiful love making, it was apparent he was set on round two..tugging you back down to the mattress with your nude bodies meshing as one. The answer to his question was all but an inevitable one because how could you ever part from the man who made you feel complete? The ones who’s hands roamed your delicate, dark skin with the gentlest touch..who claimed dominion of your body with his soft lips and laps of his large tongue trailing your neck to your navel? You wanted to stay forever; allow him to get lost in it and never be found. So as long as he was with you, he’d never have to be anything other than himself. No need to uphold any expectations, maintain any facades or wear any proverbial masks. You wanted his dirty, his raw..unfiltered and unapologetic; in every way possible. Especially when he parted your legs once more, pinning them to either side underneath the veil of the white linen and positioned himself between them. Glaring down at you ever so sweetly, wide smile plastered across his handsome features as your smaller hand brushed the side of his cheek and placed a peck to his pouty lips. His gaze locked into your own.. “..god, I can’t get enough of you.”
admitting so freely without worry or judgement lingering on his mind. “I love you, Jo..” the words resonating through his ear whilst you tugged him towards you..holding his body close by the nape of his neck; palm coiled to it as he buried his face into the crook of yours. Delving deep into your core with the most careful of strokes. You could feel his every sentiment seeping into your center..the way he made sweet, passionate love to you like each time was his last. He didn’t care how he sounded, what noises erupted from his throat or what he appeared like in that moment. All he wanted was to keep you moaning his name..clawing those pretty nails into his skin while he sank his throbbing cock further into that mix. “Don’t stop..please..” exhaling in a lustful plea that reached his head in more ways than one because he had no intention of doing so. Instead, he’d implore you to clutch your fingers together and hold hands as you rode that wave of ecstasy together. He was so helpless; pathetically crying out for you to keep meeting him halfway and melt into his grasp. Wanting to feed you kisses the same as his tip had done to your cervix repeatedly. Each time invoking a louder wail from him. No one else would ever dream of making him this weak but that was the effect you cast over him. Forever under your spell and free to act on every desire and thought that crossed his mind. And with his beloved by his side..or underneath him, nothing was impossible.
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vincent-4ever · 9 months
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I think you should write Hoeseph (not the wrinkly old prune one) x reader general hcs (ill give you a kiss if it's good which it probably will be)
Okay lol
Joseph Joestar General Dating Headcanons
Gender neutral reader
。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。
╰┈➤ 100% a goofy boyfriend. If you asked him for a kiss he would be all like "Pucker up darling!" and cuff your face in one or both of his hands.
╰┈➤ He always tells you about his hamon and the things he's done with it. He tells you about Caesar after his death.
╰┈➤ If you do anything nice for him like buy him a gift he would keep on a cool act when accepting it. He won't tell you but later on he cherishes it like it's the only thing he has left.
╰┈➤ Before he started dating you he always tried to keep up a cool act. He was also pretty flirtatious but inna goofy way. He probably uses or used those pickup lines where it's like "your lips would look better on mine"
╰┈➤ He's 6'5, so I feel like he DEFINITELY teases you about your height. If you're really short, for dates he probably would take you to an amusement park and take you to rides you can't ride on accident. But he would make it up to you, probably by buying you cotton candy or winning a prize for you.
。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。
Help this was my first JoJo fic and I haven't watched JoJo in a hot minute so I hope this is good
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ransprang · 7 months
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thank you to anon for supporting us on ko-fi again <3
Previous SFW Match Up request
link to our ko-fi for anyone who wants a match up too!
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Okuyasu NSFW Match Up
Okuyasu would totally be a body worshiper, and the fact that you have a muscular body makes it even easier for him. He loves taking the time to feel your abs and back.
We’re glad you are a great listener because the way Okuyasu would growl and moan while pounding into you. He’d also whisper into your ear about how beautiful you look.
Angwy sex, Most days Okuyasu likes to fuck you long and slow, to show how much he cherishes you and how grateful he is to have you in his life. But some days, when someone or something pisses him off, he likes pulling your hair while he gives you back shots. Pounding his dick as your ass bounces against his crotch.
He likes it when you suck his cock under the table as he works, he's a guy who constantly needs happy distractions, like when you suck his tip as he tries to focus.
Okuyasu likes it when you pull him closer to you with his necklace till your breasts are touching his shirtless chest.
If you’re feeling adventurous enough Okuyasu would be down to try public sex or even just semi-public. Like in the woods while trekking or being a part of mile high club.
Okuyasu likes to surprise you by walking into the room fully naked with his hard dick pointing out while he rocks a cowboy hat. He likes to see you smile. On special events he also puts on a long-haired wig.
Since, he is a guy who cherishes friendships. He will always be down to have threesomes, or even a gang bang.
Okuyasu likes it when you do nude paintings of his cock, it makes him feel appreciated in a way no one ever has before. You do your best to get the color gradients just right for him <3.
Sometimes he uses Za Hando on Za Pussy to finger you while he kisses your body and plays with your tiddies.
your handos,
admins san, sav & sar
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Jjba takes you out to dinner 1-7 (JoJos+Jobros)
warnings: None
Jonathan:
Takes you to a nice, quiet place without many people.
Holds your hand or hooks around your arm while you’re waiting for seats.
Points out every. single. item. This man wants all of it and can never decide what he wants to eat, please give him some help and chose for him.
Not a picky eater in any way, shape, or form. You put a plate in font of him and he’ll eat it.
Offers to share and asks to try your food as long as nobody’s paying attention to you two.
ALWAYS PAYS THE BILL. If you even suggest money and grab your wallet he will immediately say no, he’s got it covered.
Speedwagon:
He’s SO excited to take you out and will dress as nice and clean as physically possible.
Stares in awe when he sees you for the first time that night; then he compliments you with the most bashful look.
Takes you to a quaint local restaurant, nothing too fancy but nice enough to share a date.
He definitely likes pasta dishes.
Speaking of pasta, you two totally have a lady and the tramp moment with your shared plate of spaghetti where the noodle is connected and you almost kiss.
He definitely pays as often as possible, a true gentleman.
Joseph:
He had to swallow his pride and ask Ceaser for a good restaurant to take you to; also asked for tips on what to get you and what to say.
Surprises you with a giant bouquet of flowers; most likely roses.
He really loves sharing plates of food, he thinks it’s so romantic and lovey.
Takes a napkin and wipes your face super gently, trying to lean closer for a smooch.
Actually hates the taste of beer, he pulled the most disgusted face when the waiter offered to grab him one.
Usually pays the bill, but will also settle for 50/50 if you’re insistent on paying.
Ceaser:
He’s a total gentleman and will try to match with whatever you’re wearing. Usually just colours but if he’s in a fancy mood he buys you a perfect matching dress/tux/whatever you want.
Gives you a single rose that’s your favourite colour and says some corny shit like ‘for you, mia cara’
Insists on calling you cheesy names the entire night.
Takes you to a really nice and expensive restaurant and you two are the most romantic couple there.
He’s totally a wine man. He gets like three different bottles of the restaurants finest quality for you two to enjoy.
Another man who will not let you pay, don’t even mention money around him, he doesn’t want you to worry about anything.
Lisa Lisa:
She brings you a rose, complimenting you in a way that will make you feel warm all night.
Her preferred place to go is an expensive restaurant, wanting to spoil you as much as possible.
She’s a red wine type of woman, and will hold her glass up for you to take a sip.
She loves talking with you and she always asks how you’ve been doing, wanting to know every little detail about your day.
She leaves a red lipstick mark on the corner of your lips, ghosting her lips over yours as a goodbye and a promise.
She will always pay, she wants to spoil you and paying for your meal is just another way to do exactly that.
Jotaro:
Probably takes you to a restaurant in an aquarium.
Takes off his hat for you at the table, he learned manners from Holly.
It’s a quiet dinner, where you two have simple talks and just enjoy each others company and the sea life around you.
You probably have to calm him down when the waiter shamelessly flirts with him. He won’t yell because he knows you don’t like it, but if you don’t help him out he might just lose it.
He loves watching you. Not in a creepy way, but in an admiring way. He loves how you sparkle when your food comes and your face when trying something new.
He also pays for it, lightheartedly glaring at you when you try to offer your card. If you nag him enough, he’ll go 50/50 but it’s rare.
Kakyoin:
You two are always eating out and trying new places to dine. He makes sure that he takes you to your favourite places during dinners.
He loves Asian food and more specifically Chinese food.
Spends extra time on his looks (his hair) and always has the best cologne. It smells like cherries and sandalwood.
He’s also somewhat quiet at dinner, mostly prefers to chat about trivial thing and enjoy the time he spends with you.
You two usually just order a few small plates and share them, offering the most variety.
He likes to pay for dinner, but is also totally okay with splitting the bill.
Avdol:
Takes you to an Egyptian restaurant and has you try his childhood foods.
He’s got this soft smile the whole dinner and you can’t help but be charmed by him.
He prefers to listen to you talk about anything and everything, he will always listen and dinner is a nice opportunity to catch up.
Definitely laughs if you can’t handle spicy food. He also has the best tips on how to get rid of the pain.
Has a preference for warm food, and it somehow stays warm the entire dinner.
He will 100% pay for you. He always shrugs it off and tells you not to worry about it.
Polnareff:
Dresses super nice, like, crazy nice and makes sure every little detail about his looks is okay.
Calls you random French nicknames the whole night and compliments you in French cause he thinks it’s romantic.
You two are chatting up a storm, he always matches your energy and loves when you do the same.
Orders random dishes that sound cool and it’s like a game of Russian roulette, it’s either really yummy or the worst thing you’ve ever eaten.
If it’s bad, you two ditch after paying and go somewhere else to do the same thing.
ALWAYS PAYS. He says he wouldn’t be a proper French gentleman if he didn’t.
Josuke:
Takes you to Tonio’s.
He definitely just stared in pure awe when he sees you all dressed up and fancy, stuttering out a compliment as soon as you meet up at his side.
Endless compliments and bad pick-up lines. Most are awful but some have your eyes crinkling at the corners from laughter.
He always cracks up jokes and the whole energy of the dinner is fun and light, he doesn’t want you to think about anything but the moment.
Please compliment his hair, he put extra effort into it for you.
He offers to pay but is also cool with going 50/50, whatever you wanna do.
Okuyasu:
Also takes you to Tonio’s restaurant.
A total dork, makes jokes and says silly stuff just to see you smile but is also strangely charming.
You two are playing footsies under the table 100% just please be careful not to stab him with a heel, he will cry.
Almost gets you two kicked out from being too loud, thank God for Tonio.
Excitedly gets you to try his food, asking if he can try yours as well.
He doesn't really care who pays, but if it's the first dinner he definitely payed to seem like a gentleman.
Rohan:
He’s always busy, but he managed to find time after finishing his manga early that week.
He’s dressed in a designer suit, and always buys you something nice to wear so that you guys look amazing together #bestdressescoupleinmorioh
He loves taking you out to help him find inspiration, and often dedicates parts of his manga to your guy’s dates.
His attention is solely on you, and you can’t help but feel flustered under his gaze.
He makes sure to keep an eye out for anything that bothers you, making sure it’s removed from the table immediately.
Always pays. No discussion.
Giorno:
He either takes you to a really nice restaurant or a small, quaint diner.
He’s dressed nicely, just a simple tux with a rose on the chest. He doesn’t really care what you wear, but likes to match.
He definitely does a ‘magic trick’ and uses G.E to make a flower ‘appear’ and tuck it behind your ear.
Orders a few small things for both of you, always asking what you like and don’t like. He’s super sweet because he always remembers your taste.
You two talk about everything under the sun over a glass or two of wine or rosé, maybe champagne if you’re feeling fancy.
He prefers to pay, he’s got a ton of money he doesn’t need, so there’s no reason to have you pay.
Bucciarati:
He takes you out all afternoon, picking you up with flowers at the ready.
He takes you to his favourite Italian restaurant, probably not Libeccio cause it reminds him of his job, but some other really nice place.
Holds your hand over the table, gently rubbing his thumb in circles across the back of your hand.
He loves hearing you laugh and talk the night away, all his stress seems to melt while he’s with you.
He gives you a passionate kiss at the end of the night, craving you until the next time you meet him again.
He pays for everything, you don’t even have a chance to try and pay when he does it so fast you can barely keep up.
Abbacchio:
He prefers eating at home, but makes an exception for you.
Takes you to a nice, quiet restaurant that’s not at all busy, probably later in the night at 7pm so there’s not too many people.
He doesn’t talk much, instead opting to listen to whatever you want to talk about but he’ll always make sure you know he’s listening.
Sits and chats with you over a glass of the finest wine the place can offer before eating.
He really enjoys a nice medium-rare steak and some salad, if the food is really good he offers a bite to you.
He will also always pay. It’s like this unspoken thing where you don’t even question him or ask.
Mista:
He puts so much effort into his appearance, he even smells strangely good, like burnt cinnamon.
He also takes off his hat for dinner, revealing a head of dark curls.
He flirts the entire night, barely giving you a break to eat before he’s firing compliments.
He’s loves taking you on dates, and always has a fun little gift for you. Flowers, trinkets, anything he finds that he thinks you’ll like.-
He definitely wants to sit beside you instead of across from you so he can nudge your thigh or have you lean against him.
He also usually pays, but he’s more relaxed than the others if you want to split it. As long as you don’t want to pay for the entire thing.
Fugo:
He’s not a fan of busy places, so he suggests a less populated restaurant for you two.
He dresses up, wearing a good quality suit with his strawberry tie. He loves when you accidentally match.
He’s pretty nervous, he gets antsy while picking you up and takes a solid three minutes to knock on your door.
Once he sees you though he gives an awkward compliment and tries not to think too hard.
He really loves being around you, and even if he can be awkward about it, he always tries to show how much he loves you by listening to you talk and offering advice when he can.
He doesn’t really care about payment, but is expecting to pay for the whole thing. He will be pleasantly surprised if you offer to split the bill.
Narancia:
He’s so excited oh my god. Buddy is buzzing with energy and it’s definitely contagious.
He definitely asked Bruno for advice on how to treat you right.
He’s dressed so nicely, but he probably has his tie backwards, please help him with it and you’ll get the brightest smile.
The energy is fun and light as you go to a fairly nice spot, not super fancy but it’s a nice place.
You two are always smiling and laughing with each other, he cracks some jokes but he’s just happy to be around you.
He pays for the dinner, he thinks it’s un-gentlemanly to let you pay.
Trish:
She’s so ready. She’s wearing the nicest dress she owns and is taking in a whole limo to the most luxurious restaurant in Italy.
Her eyes have stars as she sees you; the most beautiful person in the world to her.
She has a table away from other people so you have privacy to act however you want.
Her hands are always playing with yours while you sit and wait for the food, talking about your days and typical ‘girly’ things.
Her smile is contagious while she talks about the new issues of vogue and the new Chanel products.
She is definitely paying. She wants to enjoy her time with you, without you worrying about the money.
Jolyne:
She LOVES going to retro diners and vintage restaurants.
She greets you with a heartfelt compliment and a bouquet of your favourite flowers, practically buzzing with happiness.
She’s wearing a nice top with dress pants, it’s not that she doesn’t like dresses, she just prefers pants.
Her eyes never leave you. Your lips, your face, your nose, your collarbones, she soaks up your entirety.
She loves to listen to you talk, conversing with you as much as possible with some appetizers before you order your main dishes.
She’s not super picky about the bill. She wants to pay, but will let you take some of the bill if you really want to.
Ermes:
She takes you to a nice, lively Mexican restaurant.
You and her have a nice evening, eating your dishes and jokingly giving feedback as if you were 5-star chefs.
She’s shared her dream of owning a restaurant with you, and you two point out things you would put in your own restaurant.
You two have some drinks and catch up on everything that you missed between the last time you saw each other.
She peppers kisses across your cheeks when you say goodbye, smudging a very faint trace of her lipstick all over your face.
She also pays the bill, shushing you with a smooch when you try to complain.
F.F:
She would LOVE to take you to her favourite places.
She orders tons of different food, sprawling it across the table for you two to share and dig into.
She has at least 5 different drinks, trying and rating them all after giving you some of it. Your opinion definitely effects the rating.
Her favourite thing is spending the whole evening with you, just talking and trying out tons of different things.
She fidgets a lot with everything. Your hands? She’s holding them and running her hands over your knuckles. Your legs? She’s playing footies with you beneath the table, gently nudging you while she talks.
She doesn’t mind paying, but prefers to split the bill.
Weather Report:
Adores taking you to quiet, fancy restaurants where the two of you can chat freely without disruption.
He has the nicest clothes omg his suit is designer and he looks amazing.
He'll request flowers to be brought to the table before you guys get there.
He prefers to listen to you talk, vent, complain, or rant about things that you learned, he thinks it's so cute when you tell a story and trail off topic.
He always asks you to order for him since he speaks so softly, but if you have anxiety or anything he will 100% order. No questions asked.
He pays, but doesn't really care if you want to pitch in.
Anasui:
He prefers doing at-home fancy dinners so he's the only one you can pay attention to, but will also go anywhere you ask.
Gets jealous when the waiter makes you smile or laugh. He has this terrifying glare for just those kinds of situations and you'll never know why the waiter stopped making jokes cause he's sneaky with it.
He wants to match so everyone knows he's yours. If you wrap an arm around him or hold his hand over the table he melts.
He loves to have lighthearted conversations, deeper ones shouldn't be heard by others in his opinion.
He also takes you out pretty late, it's like a 7-8pm start and it ends whenever you two are finished, no rush.
He pays. He wants to spoil you so much and it you can't move an inch towards your wallet.
Johnny:
He takes you to a nice place, not super fancy, but somewhere you can both enjoy a relaxing dinner.
He's a fairly picky eater, but he likes Italian food and the kind of food he grew up with. He's open to try anything, but he won't always like it.
He’s not a fan of crowded or loud restaurants and he’s always careful so that news people and reporters don’t see you two.
If it’s before he got paralyzed, he knows he’s popular so he likes to show you off, wearing matching stuff or grabbing your waist.
If it’s after, sometimes he struggles to ask for accommodations for his wheel chair but as long as you’re there to help, he’s okay. Doesn’t show you off as much but still loves being beside you.
He usually pays, but isn’t opposed to splitting it either.
Gyro:
Surprise dinners! He’ll come home with a flower and tell you to go get ready and you two will go to a new place he saw on his way home.
He also love staying home and doing at-home fancy dinners, he’s an amazing cook and would love to teach you his family recipes.
Wine critic. He’ll order the best stuff and he knows his drinks so when you tell him you don’t like one, he’ll get the opposite and see if you like that better.
He’s so cheesy. He has the funniest stories and is always willing to tell you some of them.
Tried to do something to impress you, probably doing some cool fork magic trick he messes it up most of the time.
He always pays, says it’s against his morals to let his partner pay.
Hot Pants:
Actually really likes going to dinner, she would ask you out with a love note and a flower.
She wears a suit and looks SO FINE and encourages you to match with either a dress or a suit.
Her talks are usually about her day, sometimes stories from the church sneak in and they’re always interesting.
She love when you tell her about your day, even if it was boring or lame, she wants to hear it.
the rage in her eyes when the waiter tries asking for your number, he scurried away after the first time and you never had him again.
She pays most of the time, but if you convince her enough you can pay for like 10% of it.
Diego:
He’s LOVES showing you off, bragging to anyone he talk to during dinner.
Reporters are annoying, but he doesn’t exactly hide from them cause he thinks you deserve to be seen.
Food wise, he’s a bit of a carnivore and always orders the steaks. He encourages you to also try them.
He’s oddly posh while eating out, but you know his mischievous smirk when you see it.
He’s always sipping on a rum or whiskey, ordering you a glass of wine while you talk.
He always pays, not only does he want to treat you, but it would be a nightmare if the media saw you paying.
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fanfictionatic · 1 year
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To a Better Place
Part 12 of NanoWrimo Hell
Pairing: reaper!Risotto x reader
Description: You’ve always had a special relationship with death.
Warnings: Angst, fluff, death, car crashes, unedited work
You’ve always had a special relationship with death that no one else had. This was in a figurative sense of course, but it was also very literal. This was because you knew the truth. You knew that death was really a man even if he wasn’t human.
You had originally met him when you were a small child. Your first pet, a dog that your family had had for years, finally passed on. You didn’t know what to do, staring at your motionless friend. You had never seen anything like this before.
And then, someone stepped out of the shadows and over to you. You had never seen eyes like his black and red ones or white hair the same color as his. He reaches out and takes your dog from you.
“Where are you taking her….?”
He pauses, staring down at you. He seemed confused that you were asking him anything at all. But then he finally gave you an answer.
“To a better place.”
You frowned. You didn’t want her to go.
“Can I come visit her?”
He paused again, trying to think of something to say.
“……….Yes. Eventually. When you’re very old.”
You would be able to see her again at least and she would be happy.
“I’ll wait until then!”
He nods before starting to walk away. When you look down at your hands, your dog is still there but she isn’t breathing.
Of course, no one had believed you when you told them the story. There was no evidence the man had been there. He never left behind any footprints and you dog hadn’t really been taken. So you forgot about it yourself, dismissing it as one of those strange childhood memories.
That was, until the second time you saw him. You were walking down the street years later as an adult and you saw someone fall over and have a heart attack.
You quickly ran over to the person, trying to make sure they were ok. And that’s when you had seen him again. He looked exactly the same as he had all those years ago. You step aside, letting him take the body.
“So you are real!”
He pauses after throwing the man over his shoulder.
“I am. You can still see me?”
You nod, smiling at him.
“I’ve been hoping to see you again for years. I need to thank you for what you said to me. It helped me get through losing her.”
“You’re welcome.”
“So what are you? Are you…death?”
“You could say that.”
You nod. “Can I help you carry him? He looks really heavy.”
“No. You won’t be able to touch him. His body is still on the ground.”
You remember your dog. “Oh right, sorry. Can I at least get your name? Or maybe invite you to coffee or something later?”
“Sure. And it’s Risotto.”
He walks off, not really giving you a chance to give him a meeting pace or anything. Did that even count as agreeing to anything? You sigh and start to walk away, going home.
When you go to get coffee the next morning, Risotto is standing outside your building waiting for you.
“I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find you again!”
He shrugs and follows you as you go to the coffee shop. “It wouldn’t be very hard for you to find me again. I’m everywhere.”
You laugh at that and open the door for him.
“Be careful. No one else can see me. You’ll have to order for both of us. I’ll have whatever you get.”
You nod and order some coffee, grabbing it when it’s ready and taking it to a table. You watch as Risotto picks up his cup, lightly sipping it.
“Isn’t it a problem when you drink that? Don’t they see it floating in the air or something?”
“No. They stop being able to see anything I pick up.”
You sip your own coffee. “So where does everyone actually go when they die? Or are you not allowed to tell me?”
“I can’t tell you. I’ve never been in there. But it’s supposed to be nice.”
You laugh a little bit. “That’s good. It means you were being honest to me about my dog.”
The two of you talked like that for the rest of the morning until other things finally pulled you away from your coffee date.
That wasn’t the end though. You would run into Risotto again the next day. He was outside of your house again.
“Is there a reason why you’re here?”
“Boredom. No one else can see me.”
“Well I have some more free time so I guess we can take a walk.”
It sort of repeated like this after that. Risotto would show up whenever you were free to talk to you. It was always interesting to hear about the small things he told you and he seems to enjoy having company.
Over time though, you started to feel closer to him. You were sure what it was. Maybe his kindness that one day was still in your mind or maybe it was just because you always looked forward to meeting up with him, but you realize you were starting to maybe have feelings for him?
You weren’t sure how to act on them though. You already did things like sit close together and be comfortable in eachothers space. It was hard to tell how he was feeling sometimes.
You figured the best way would probably be bluntness, but it took you a whole year just to build up the courage to actually go through with it. In between were many failed attempts where you had gotten flustered and made an excuse to leave early.
But then there was the day that the accident happened. You had been driving on a snow covered road and there was a driver in the lane next to you that had gotten a little bit too drunk and a little two overconfident in his vehicle. One thing had lead to another and his car had gone skidding across the ice, ramming right into yours.
He had died almost immediately in the crash. His body was so mangled beyond belief that it was hard to tell what was even in there.
You on the other hand had gotten out mostly alive, but there was the problem of your leg being caught under the car. You tried to call out for help as you failed to crawl out from under it but you were either too far into the tree line for anyone to notice or too much of a stranger for people to care. With how this area was it was probably the later.
You shiver from the cold, wishing you hadn’t decided to take your coat off. You wouldn’t last out here like this for long. If no one came to find you before the last of the cold finally set in, there was no chance of escaping. And the people around you had already left you to die.
Well, everyone had left you to die except for death himself.
You see Risotto step out of the shadows and look around for the man. Instead, he spots you.
“Can you move?”
You shake your head. Your voice was sore from yelling by this point so it was quiet and pained instead of how you usually sounded around him.
“No…my leg is stuck…and it hurts…”
Wordlessly, he kneels down and starts to lift the car off of you leaving you to wonder just how strong he really is.
While this is happening, you can see the man that hit you hobble out of the wreckage. But that shouldn’t be possible. He shouldn’t be able to walk let alone look completely uninjured. He looks just as surprised as you are when he sees the state of everything.
“Hey! What the hell is going on here?! Why is there so much blood in my car?! Why does it look like a crumpled motherfucking tin can?!”
Risotto doesn’t even seem to spare the man a glance as he reaches down and lifts you up, pulling you close to him. You lean into the warmth of his chest, although you can’t really make out his heartbeat. Does he even have one? Is he technically considered alive?
It didn’t matter to you. What mattered is that you were with him and you felt safe.
The man had started running away, but before he could get very far, the shadows stopped him. Something was moving around in them or….were the shadows themselves moving? They looked like tiny creatures almost as they pulled him somewhere.
“What are those?”
“Metallica. They help guide the dead when the soul leaves the body too soon.”
“They’re kind of cute.”
“They are technically a part of me.”
“That explains why.”
“…..”
You don’t really register the words you said until they leave your mouth. You feel your face heat up in the freezing air. Neither of you says anything for a while. How would he even take that?!
“I…that just slipped out!”
Risotto pats your head gently. “It’s fine. I think you’re…cute too.”
“Really?!”
“Yes. I like spending time with you.”
You lean up and gently press a kiss onto his lips. They’re rough and chapped, probably what you were expecting, but to you they are perfect.
After Risotto had taken you home and helped you patch up your leg, he had decided to stay the night. It was fun. You had never had him in your actual house before. You couldn’t go to the hospital because of your lack of insurance, but Risotto stayed with you.
After watching a horror movie. You lean against him on the sofa under a soft blanket. “Risotto, have you ever felt this way about a human before.”
“No. You’re the first.”
You sip the cup of hot chocolate that he had made for you with little marshmallows that Metallica had insisted on adding.
“Since you always come over here anyway….why don’t we do this again some time?”
He nods and for the first time, you actually see Risotto smile.
He had practically moved into your house after that. He claimed that he had never seen a need for having a house before this point since he had no reason to stop and stay anywhere for very long.
He seems to enjoy it though, taking the time to stay there even when you aren’t home. Maybe it’s because being there reminds him of you.
One night, when you are putting something down on the table that you had just baked, you stick your fork into it to see if it’s done enough and it hits something that almost feel like metal in the center. You definitely don’t remember putting anything like that in there.
Risotto walks in, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Did you have a good day bringing people to the other side? I made some cake because it’s the anniversary of when we got together. Sometimes it doesn’t even feel like it’s been years does it?”
“Years done feel like years anymore.”
You laugh and try to get him a slice of cake, but he outs a hand on your wrist, stopping you.
“You should have the first slice.”
You don’t really understand what he’s getting at and you raise an eyebrow, but you listen to what he says and place the cake on a plate, grabbing a fork.
“I better not eat that weird metal thing my fork hit.”
You swear, there is a look of anticipation on his face as you say that. Did he have something to do with it? You start eating the cake, happy at how well it turned out.
“You really should have taken the first slice yourself Ris, it’s really good!”
“Everything you make is good.”
Your fork hits the object again and this time you pull it out. You weren’t sure what you were expecting but it’s a…..ring?
Did he get Metallica to slip this in?!
Also did this mean…?
“I apologize Y/N if this is awkward. I don’t know very much about proposals.”
You practically drop the ring as you pull him into a hug. “It’s not awkward! And of course I’ll marry you! I was going to do the same thing but you beat me to it!”
Your wedding was incredible. Your dress was your favorite color and it was quiet, but happy. Neither you or Risotto had very many friends or family to invite, but you had eachother which was the most important thing.
You had many years together, living in the same house, staying by eachother’s side. It felt like it could go on forever and you would be fine with that.
But nothing can last forever.
You lay back in your bed, staring at the window as the snow falls. It reminds you of the day Risotto had saved you. Of when you had first kissed him. You knew you probably had less than a day. With treatment there was a chance you could have turned your condition around, but of course it wasn’t affordable. And you didn’t want to leave anyone close to you in medical debt.
It was better this way anyway. You were at home, in your own bed. It was comfortable and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Your husband was next to you of course, holding your hand. While you had aged as the years had piled up on top of your mortal human body, the same thing could not be said of him.  You were old while he didn’t look a day over whatever he had been when you met him. And yet….he had stayed with you. He hadn’t replaced you with someone younger and prettier that was in better shape and wasn’t worn down. He didn’t want anyone but you.
“Risotto, do you remember that time in the snow? It was a day just like this one….”
“I do.”
“I wonder if I’ll see him. You know. When I cross over.”
He squeezes your hand reassuringly. “You can see your dog again. Like I promised.”
“I can’t wait to see her but….what’s going to happen to you? Are you going to be ok alone?”
“…….”
There was a silence. It was true. He wasn’t exactly close to any human and he rarely made contact with others like him. He lived in your house and spent every second he could with you. Would he even have a home anymore?
It looked like you had used up the last of your time. You could feel your breathing getting weak and it was a struggle to stay awake. But there was one last favor you had to ask of him.
“Come with me Risotto. You can do that right?”
“I’ve never tried it before.”
You sigh and close your eyes. At least he would be able to carry you there. You would get to spend your last moments as a soul on earth with the man you loved. You let yourself give in finally, not even feeling the exact moment you’re gone.
Once Risotto notices that you’ve stopped breathing, he gently picks you up and pulls you out of your corpse. He runs his fingers through your hair as he begins his walk.
He had never tried going to the land of the dead before, but for you he would give it an attempt.
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jolyfics · 20 days
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𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙨
𝘫𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
summary: jotaro almost dies. you aren’t happy
notes: this is so short but i wanted to write jotaro bc i love him sm
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you sat at the edge of your bed in the morioh grand hotel. your husband, jotaro, had just had a fight against kira, and it didn’t look too good. kira had gotten away and without josukes crazy diamond? well, jotaro might’ve died without him.
you began to hear rustling behind you, jotaro began to groan into his sleep before slowly opening his eyes, taking a few seconds to adjust to the bright suns rays. you turned to look at him. once his eyes caught yours you felt a wave of anger wash over you. how could he have been so stupid?!
“that was stupid.” you spat, he let out a soft sigh before sitting up on the bed, moving the duvet that was positioned around his waist and legs. “(name), i-“ “no!” you cut him off. “you almost died, jotaro! died!” you sat up, the anger inside of you begging your muscles to just move
he only let out another sigh, he had no intention to fight you on this. you were right. you were always right. he had made a mistake and now he had to deal with the consequences. you scoffed at that, he was just taking it. part of you wanted him to fight back, hell- to scream at you. but he didn’t
“…what would i do if you had died?” you spoke up, breaking the few seconds of silence that almost made you want to die they were that excruciating. he looked up to you, his eyes widened for a mere second. you would’ve missed it if you weren’t already looking.
“(name)…” he spoke, you had rendered him speechless. what was he supposed to say to that? he moved the blanket that was around him, moving his legs to the side of the bed and standing up, making his way towards you. he then placed one of his arms around your shoulders, taking you in a warm embrace
“i’m sorry” was all he said, you felt your breath hitch as you fought back the tears that threatened to pour from your eyes. you wrapped your arms around him, the two of you holding onto eachother
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bunnirs · 1 year
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…lmao new joseph fic series..
Here’s a lil teaser !
You wish you could say there was absolutely nothing in the world you found attractive about Joseph Joestar. From his arrogant personality, to his annoying, boisterous voice- those green eyes that appeared to be hinting at almost every unfathomable thought that crossed his mind. All of it. You wish you could hate one damn thing- but you couldn’t. His flaws made him perfect.
It had always been you and Caesar. You couldn’t imagine anything happening to take that away from you. The both of you had similar experiences with abandonment, societal displacement, and always longing for somebody to need you.
Joseph had everything you didn’t. Money, a stable parental figure, the opportunity to run away. So why is he here, fighting for other people, when he could be saving himself?
Why was he here, crying over the buried body of your best friend.. if it was his fault to begin with?
Why, just this once, couldn’t you hate him? He got in the way of everything. He enlisted the help of you and your friends- your Master Lisa Lisa, and Caesar- and now one of them was dead.
How long before this mission kills you too?
How long before your selfishness and hatred arises beyond the cage of your heart, until your ribs threaten to break under the pressure? How long before he dies too? How long till you’re alone again-? How long?
The only thing you could do was sob. Sob for your lost friend, sob for the boy Joseph used to be, and sob for yourself.
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k4shibe · 1 year
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MARIONETTE — GYRO ZEPPELI
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summary, horny gyro + horny reader = horny blowjobs
content, gyro zeppeli x gn reader, 18+!!, gyro is vv teasing, begging, blowjobs, cum swallowing, no real sexual intercourse, readers genitals are referred to as sex
note, gyro is so fine omg 😍😍 sorry if this came out bad I was just feeling a bit gyro ngl. not proofread
word count, 579
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gyro has always been very playful and teasing, even when you first met him. when you first got to know him you would play off his playful behavior, not think about it until you started your friends-with-benefits relationship.
his cheeky little comments about you would always make you feel some sort of way, but now that you two were sex friends it would have you thinking about his little compliments for hours on end & sometimes even getting turned on by his words. gyro was like a drug to you and he knew it.
he would whisper things into your ear about how perfect you were and his words would go straight to your sex. what had made you so horny was the way he sounded like he meant his words. originally, you didn't notice that he actually meant it but even before & after, his voice always sounded passionate about his compliments. his voice had you obsessed with him.
he was practically perfect to you, you could listen to his voice for hours on end and never get bored of him. his teasing would usually have you on your begging for his dick. which he did right now.
"your so cute, on your knees begging for my dick." gyro teased. staring down at you.
“im only giving it to you if you beg for it. show me you want my dick, and ill give it to you,” he smirked, his piercing eyes meeting yours.
he was mean, but not heartless. just putting you in your place, that's really it. humbling a cock loving whore like you.
“please please, please juli- gyro. please give me your dick, ill make you feel good baby i promise you” pleaded, wrapping your hands around the tip of his big dick.
he seemed content with your pleas as he gave you a smug look, he unbuckled his belt and took out his dick, and rubbed it on your cheek as a sign for you to suck his dick.
you let out a quiet grunt, you knew that he was too big for your mouth, but that did not stop you from putting his dick in your mouth as your tongue teased his tip by giving kitten licks to it.
gyro let out a muffled moan, trying to contain his excitement but you knew he wanted this as much as you did. you slowly started to take him in your mouth, and the further you put him in your mouth the more he started moaning.
"oh shit, just like that! you're doing so well, y/n!" he moaned loudly, and you could tell that he was enjoying this. as you bobbed your head on his dick you began to massage his balls with your hands, and that was practically his breaking point.
"oh my god, i’m gonna-!" his sentence was interrupted as he released inside your mouth. as he was cumming he let out a loud groan which made him even hotter than before.
"swallow it." gyro whispered.
alright then . . .
his cum had an indescribable flavor to it but you still swallowed it. his cum was hot and sticky in your mouth, the texture of it had caused small tears to form at the corners of your eyes.
gyro smirked at this. taking his hand to the side of your mouth, slightly opening your mouth to look at the cum he released in your mouth on your throat.
“ya ready for more?”
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tinfairies · 8 months
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Yandere Alphabet Requests Open!
One Piece
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure
Hunter x Hunter
Any of age character is accepted! Send in a few letters or the whole list if you wish!
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Alphabet List:
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
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rae-pss · 6 months
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quick poll:
i've thought about doing more of those "songs that remind me of x but i'm projecting my love interest with songs related to their stands", as i did with la squadra.
so, here is the question, do you all think i should do more of those with more characters, for example with the team bucciarati.
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