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#like that is the thing ? kakyoin is a speak now or hold your peace while i kill you kind of guy lol .
noriakicatkyoin · 2 years
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Diversity win! Guy i dont like no longer kins kakyoin
#outing myself as a moron making this post anyway i have been waiting a year for this guy to realize this why because im spiteful#how do u kin kakyoin and ignore that hes like a little mean spirited for the funnies. a little hatred pilled. are you insane#this is a case of me getting mad about him being mischaracterized but im sorry it will forever make me angry#kakyoin is like the worlds worst autistic bc hes not socially unaware. he is TOO socially aware in the WRONG direction#thinks he knows SO much about socializing to the point he GIVES UP because its pointless#and HATES anyone who blindsides him socially and plays stupid games with him bc he sees it as cowardly#like that is the thing ? kakyoin is a speak now or hold your peace while i kill you kind of guy lol .#hes not uwu shy damaged and hurt guy who wishes he knew how to make friends#bro is crazy and didnt realize he was suffering from self imposed isolation#bro overly percieved his own weirdness and couldnt see himself intrinsically tied to another person (cough cough aroace)#and was like wow nobody understands me and im aware of this i am so Different tm i need to never attach to anyone bc theres no point#he has to have that attachment almost forced onto him (tho to save his life i.e. jotaro deworming him) for it to register as a possibility#he never creates an avenue for others to truly get close to or understand him bc he doesnt think they can#but then whenever he learns its possible then its just a game of him slowly allowing his walls to fall back and his mask to peel#and then his mask for himself also begins to peel and he realizes how hurt hes always been bc he doesnt even Realize#bc loneliness is All hes known#i lost the plot but also i think i accidentally just got myself out of writers block i know the missing piece i needed to come up-#with my fic ending. ohhhh boy#ohhhh yeah baby#l8r#youve given me unnecessary feelings
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spadesinred · 1 year
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Jotaro, Polnareff, Kakyoin and Avdol with a Mute S/O! - G/N
REQUEST<3: holaa, vi que hablas español espero no halla problema con que solicite en español 🥲
podría solicitar de jjba a los cruzados(excepto Joseph) con un lector mudo? Algo románticon por favor
Espero no incomodar muchas gracias y suerte con tu blog ❤️✨😄
(Thank you anon! please excuse me for taking so long..Classes are a pain in the ass and i had final exams this last weeks..!) (btw..i take this as the S/O is mute but not deaf, sorry if i was wrong)
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JOTARO KUJO!
-When he met you, he actually thought and suspected you had something different, always so quiet and eyeing everyone with piercing eyes.
-He didn't mind it or seemed weirded out or anything, as he is himself a very quiet and introvert guy.
-When you hang out, it's usually going to a quiet place where he can talk to you and you to express yourself calmly, hearing his random thoughts and perhaps watching marine documentals?
-Somehow, Jotaro can read your thoughts and what you want to say when you're looking at something or someone in a certain way, how your eyebrows furrow, how you squint your eyes, the way your lips curve, if someone can't understand you, he will sulk at the person and then explain it, turning his head at you to know if he was right.
-When you began to date, your conexion was so rooted, you always enjoyed his calm and collected nature, just like he felt at peace with your chill and silent vibes.
-You two actually developed like a secret telepatic language, only for Jotaro and his quiet lover, stare at each other, smile, pout, he knows what you mean, and so do you.
-When fighting a stand user, he is afraid of you getting hurt and he wouldn't know since he might not see you, he wouldn't be able to hear your screams for help either, he keeps you close to him, holding pinkies..!
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JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF!
-When he saw you, he was mesmerized. Planning on how to introduce himself and impress you, he didn't know that you were mute, so when he comes to you and he sees you don't say anything, he actually got nervous.
-At first he didn't know exactly how to talk to you, later, he just gets used to your silent presence, he will tell you a random history of his, his dreams, his crave for love while batting his eyelashes at you.
-He will sometimes tease you lightly, since you can't answer back to him (at least with your voice) he will sometimes annoy you, perhaps just to get your attention and lighten your mood.
-You want to melt this man's heart? write him a love letter, it will fucking kill him.
-He will take revenge on you by leaving little notes with corny stuff everywhere.
-He's very protective of you too, if he sees anyone mocks, treats you bad for anything, he will probably have to hold himself from smashing their heads on the ground, especially if they mess with your mute condition.
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KAKYOIN NORIAKI!!
-He understands completely at first. If he was already paying close attention and with interest everytime you were pointing something out, now, he had his full attention on you everytime.
-He never gets bored of you no matter what you two are doing, he will often invite you over to play videogames or do random stuff at home, he knows he is able of understanding you and you are comfortable with him, but outdoors it may complicate things, so he rather have you do something nice in a safe place for you to do anything.
-He loves that even when you can't speak through your voice, you actually have a lot of long and interesting conversations, he often finds himself giving free rein to his mind. He loves that you two simply are so safe with each other.
-You tried to develop a little language for you two to use, but you can only say like some basic or urgent words, tho it works in case you need something or the other way. You feel bad? No more, Kakyoin is already taking you to a nice place to help you out with anything. Need a hug? He's got ya.
-Sometimes he won't speak at all, of course, he is an introverted guy and will just lay with you, his head on your thighs, or resting on your shoulder.
MUHAMMAD AVDOL!
-He will treat you the same were you mute or not, he's a very polite and nice man already with anyone at first time.
-Since he knows a lot of stuff from being a fortune teller, (most fortune tellers have to analyze with precission the people they try to "read their fortune or misfortune" so they can come up with a believable answer, he knows how to read body language and the way someone expresses themselves) he manages to make you surprised most of the times, guessing things you never thought he could ever know if you didn't told him, but he did.
-He will teach you about tarot cards, he loves it when he has your whole attention focused on him, expect for him to do the same with you.
-When you began dating, he made a pack of small cards with essencial words for you to pull out in any place if anything happens or if you need something.
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memory-mortis · 4 years
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The Work of an Enemy Stand
WC: 2.4K TW: none that I can think of right now. hmu if I should add a tw TAGS: sex pollen, inappropriate use of Stands
!HEAVILY NSFW! I’M SERIOUS! 18+ ONLY!
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Finally. You sighed to yourself as warm water ran down your body. After days of constant travelling, washing all the sand and grime off your skin in a clean, cozy hotel felt like absolute bliss. No doubt Polnareff was also ecstatic about the toilet, considering his usual bathroom predicament. You would have to tease him about it later - but definitely not tonight.
Polnareff, Avdol, Joseph and Kakyoin all stayed in the rooms 3 floors down and you didn't feel like going all the way there just for shits and giggles. Joseph made quite a fuss about booking rooms near each other, but it was to be expected that almost all the rooms would be already taken during vacation season. This meant that you and Jotaro were next to each other. Not only that, your rooms were conjoined by a single door.
Avdol said that it would be for the best, that if a Stand user were to attack, you would be quick to help each other. To you, it meant something very different, and your growing crush since day one of the trip was to blame. Jotaro was just a door away from your bed.
You bit your lip as warmth pooled at your core. God fucking dammit. Once again, you let out a sigh. Why him, of all people? He probably thought that you were annoying, a nuisance, just like all the other girls that surrounded him all the time. What made you any different? Your Stand abilities? He probably just barely tolerated your presence.
Pouting to yourself, you turned off the shower and stepped out, when a sudden loud thud made you freeze. Did that come from your room or Jotaro's? You quickly wrapped a towel around your torso and slowly opened the bathroom door, just barely peeking out. Silence. Nothing. You swung the door open and jumped out, an attempt to surprise the possible enemy.
You were relieved to find no one in your room, but the moment of peace ended quickly with another noise coming from Jotaro's, followed by countless oras. This meant only one thing, he was fighting someone. You didn't hesitate and made haste to the door separating you from your friend. Upon opening it and running in, you met something hard and warm, only after a second realizing that you crashed into Jotaro's towering body.
"S-sorry!" you apologized and immediately took a step back, looking up at the delinquent. He seemed.. alright? But his expression was somewhat strange. He was shocked to see you, cheeks flushed and eyes wide open. There was a spark of something in those aquamarine orbs that scanned your entire body. Once you followed his gaze, it dawned on you that you just rushed into his room completely naked apart from the towel hugging your curves.
You were about to apologize once more and leave when Jotaro suddenly slammed the door shut behind you and cornered you against it.
"Uhh… Jotaro? Are you okay?" you asked, eyebrows furrowed in worry. This was extremely out of character. Jotaro's breathing turned labored, you could feel his warm breath tickling your skin.
"Y/N," he managed to say, although with some struggle, "I don't know what's- I think it's a Stand ability-" Suddenly he grabbed your chin and his lips were on yours. Blood rushed to your cheeks immediately and your knees almost gave in once his smell hit your nose. Was this really happening? Jotaro was kissing you? You whimpered against him, closing your eyes shut. You were confused, lost, and even though you had dreamt of this moment many times, something was off and you had to ask him what the hell was going on.
You pushed him away with a lot of effort and gasped for air before speaking, "Jojo! What the hell is happening?!" Instead of an answer, however, all you got was having your wrists pinned to the door by his much bigger hands. He brought his lips to your neck.
"I don't know," he growled, "you're so fucking hot…" You yelped slightly when he bit the sensitive skin. That's when you noticed the dust on his shoulder, or was it sand? No, it was too soft to be sand. That was definitely some kind of pollen. But there were no flowers around, so the only explanation was a Stand.
You wanted to ask him about it. Talk it out, make sense of the situation and why he was suddenly so affectionate with you, but you couldn't. Not with the feeling of his skin against yours and his lips tracing your neck and jaw.
Suddenly, he brought a leg between your legs, rubbing his knee against the soft spot. You let out a moan and blushed at the dirty sound you just produced. A groan left Jotaro's throat and once again his lips met yours. This, combined with the way his leg grinded against you, sent shivers down your spine, as all your thoughts except for the ones concerning Jotaro dissipated completely. Great heat emanated from his body and you rolled your hips to meet his knee until he just couldn't take it anymore and thrusted his hips against yours. The feeling of his hard cock straining against his tight jeans drove you crazy and you felt dizzy as his tongue entered your mouth. He was growing impatient, but so were you.
He let go of your wrists. He didn't need to hold you anymore, you were complacent to his efforts, that much was evident from how fast you wrapped your arms around his neck. He rolled up the hem of your towel and you gasped at the sensation of his thick fingers between your folds, teasing at your entrance and making you groan at the light scraping against your sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Jotaro," you moaned out his name the second your lips disconnected. The neediness could be heard in your voice and Jotaro picked up on it immediately, taking it as a sign of your consent.
Your hands hurried down to unbuckle one of his many belts and you groaned in annoyance at the realization that you'd have to undo one more, eliciting a low chuckle from him. He let go of your hips to aid you in freeing his cock. The sight of its size made you lick your lips in anticipation. God, he was big. Would he even fit? A small whimper left your lips and Jotaro aimed his attention back at you; gripping your hips so tightly you were sure it would leave bruises, he picked you up and wrapped your legs around his hips.
Unable to hold back anymore, Jotaro lowered you down onto his throbbing cock and penetrated you slowly. You were about to moan really loud, but he silenced you with his mouth, probably not wanting to disturb the other people in the hotel. The way his thickness stretched you sent you to cloud nine, so much so that you found it nearly impossible to form a coherent thought. Your hands clutched the fabric of Jotaro's tank top as if your life depended on it, and you signaled that you were ready by rocking your hips against the delinquent.
While you were somewhat vocal by moaning and gasping for air, Jotaro had yet to let out a sound other than a quiet growl or groan. He was a man of few words after all and this came as no surprise to you, but a certain speck of curiosity sparked at the back of your mind: what could you do to make him vocal? Was there something you could do to make him unravel? Your thoughts dispersed once Jotaro began slamming his hips against yours with fervor and this time it was truly hard to silence you as you clawed at anything you could hold onto. His hard cock hit spots you didn't know existed and it felt just right inside you. Tears formed in your eyes and threatened to overspill from the ultimate high Jotaro brought you to and your walls clenched around his girth as you felt a very familiar knot in your stomach. A guttural sound escaped Jotaro's throat, "Fuck, you're so fucking tight." His thrusts grew sporadic the more the both of you neared climax and finally, with a few more thrusts, he bottomed out and spilled his seed inside of you. The feeling of the warm liquid made you arch your back and slam your head back as you let out a drawn out moan, your legs twitching with the orgasm that crashed over you like a tsunami.
Jotaro slouched over and rested his head onto your shoulders, breathing heavily. So were you, out of breath, somewhat satisfied.. and yet not. It was not enough. There was something inside you begging for more. Did you inhale that pollen? It was safe to assume that it was to blame for the way Jotaro was acting. Now you were affected by it as well and it created insatiable hunger deep in your gut, not for anything material, but for the addictive feeling of Jotaro stretching you out. And the fact that he remained hard even after climax proved that he felt the same way.
You rocked your hips against him and he let out a hitched breath - bingo. Jotaro was definitely still craving more. He pulled away and looked you in the eyes, cheeks flushed. No words were needed - you nodded and he picked you up over his shoulder, walked over to the bed and proceeded to toss you onto it. Without a moment of hesitation, his lips were on yours in another passionate kiss, tongues swirling, this time much more coordinated. You snaked your hand down his abs to give his cock a few pumps and his hips thrusted against it obediently, which made you smirk against Jotaro's lips.
You noticed his focus falter as your hand jerked his cock and used it to your advantage, pushing him onto his back and straddling him. He looked up at you wide-eyed, surprised at the sudden act of dominance. From the frown he gave you, you could tell that he wasn't very ecstatic about having the reins taken from him, but that didn't stop you from anything - in fact, now you were even more tempted to force him into submission. Jotaro tried to sit up and grab your neck, but you didn't let him, using your Stand to pin him down and tie his wrists to the bed frame. He growled up at you, however his cock throbbed beneath you. That was a surprising turn of events. Was he into this? You always took him for a control freak - he most likely still was - but maybe it wouldn't be so bad to switch the roles every now and then.
You rubbed your clit against his girth teasingly, biting your lip as the cum that dripped from your hole coated him. Your movements elicited a low growl from the man underneath you, yet he didn’t put up a fight. His hips bucked upwards and you shivered at the contact with your bundle of nerves.
“Shit,” he growled, “fuck me already, Y/N.” You bit your lip hard, his words alone were enough to feed the flames within you, but you held back, set on pissing Jotaro off to see how he would behave. (Un)fortunately, you got your answer sooner than you had anticipated. Something grabbed your hair and yanked you backwards, forcing you to bend your back. You yelped in surprise and froze as soon as you saw Star Platinum on his knees behind you, his loincloth just barely covering the huge bulge underneath.
While your focus was on the purple Stand, Jotaro freed himself and dug his nails into your hips - that’s when you knew you lost all power over him. You blindly reached for anything in front of you in hopes of grabbing onto something, but before you could do so, Jotaro thrusted all of his length inside you and you moaned at how well he stretched you out once again. Star used that opportunity to shove his cock in your mouth and before you knew it you were moaning around him. The soft, shaky ora he let out was so adorable that it made butterflies dance in your stomach, however Jotaro left you no space to gush over his Stand and began thrusting into you frantically and mercilessly. As your head bobbed because of Jotaro’s movements, you hollowed out your cheeks, sucking Star’s cock just to hear him produce more of those sweet sounds, and boy were you successful. He was losing it, together with Jotaro judging by the more and more vocal groans.
As Jotaro’s thrusts picked up speed and the slapping of skin against skin filled the room, Star finally gripped your cheeks and shoved his cock deeper down your throat. You gagged and closed your eyes as tears welled up in them, but you couldn’t deny that you liked it. Star ran his fingers over your neck, feeling his own girth, and just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, warm liquid spilled down your throat. The knot in your abdomen came undone and your walls clenched around Jotaro’s cock in waves, yet he didn’t stop ramming into you until he came to a climax himself. Once Star slipped out of you, your body fell to the side, exhausted. Both you and Jotaro were breathing heavily, coming down from your highs. And yet… the two of you exchanged a look. You weren’t done.
You lay face down on the bed. Your eyes were pinned to the clock which stood on the nightstand. 03:00, it read. Your entire body hurt, especially your private parts and throat. How many times had you done it now? You lost count after the 4th round. As your consciousness faded out, you felt Jotaro’s arm around you and his lips on your shoulder.
“Holy crap, Y/N! You look like shit, did you not sleep well?” Polnareff’s voice felt like knives digging right into your temples. You sat in the lounge of the hotel with dark circles under your eyes and a cup of tea in your hands. Jotaro didn’t look much better, but at least he could speak. He pulled the tip of his cap down to cover his face.
“Good grief, Polnareff, keep it down,” he grumbled and sipped his black coffee. You sighed to yourself. Fingers crossed you wouldn’t have to walk too much today.
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gio-is-writing · 4 years
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Can I have a Kakyoin X Reader where the reader has to go to the dentist but she has dentophobia (fear of dentists, dental care) and her anxiety just goes over the roof and he calmes them down and comforts them? If you can't, that's fine. (It's totally not my biggest fear or anything) Thanks!!
REQUEST:  Can I have a Kakyoin X Reader where the reader has to go to the dentist but she has dentophobia (fear of dentists, dental care) and her anxiety just goes over the roof and he calmes them down and comforts them? If you can't, that's fine. (It's totally not my biggest fear or anything) Thanks!!
Hey Blaster!!💞 I haven’t been to a dentist in a hot minute😔 also i don’t know how insurance works so bare with me hehe, hope you enjoy it!!
Pairing: Kakyoin x fem! reader
Warnings: none
DENTAL CARE
“Ow…” (Y/N) whined as she took a bite of her lunch.
She was currently sitting on one of the school benches while Kakyoin and Jotaro talked about some upcoming sumo event. The red haired heard her whine and turned to her with a confused expression.
“Are you alright (Y/N)?”
She looked up to both their stares, Kakyoin looked slightly worried at her while Jotaro looked as stoic as ever but still waiting for an answer.
“Oh, it’s nothing!” she dismissed “Just some of my teeth are hurting”
“You should see a dentist then” Jotaro suggested as he smoked from his cigarette
“I’m sure is nothing…”
The girl gulped down at the thought of going to the dentist, just thinking about it made her skin crawl. She hated going to the dentist and she wished that this really was just a thing that would go away and kept her from going to that place. She drifted away in thought for a few seconds before Kakyoin spoke up again.
“Are you sure? It could be something serious”
“Or just whatever” she shrugged “It’ll pass in no time”
“If you say so…”
They continued with their conversation, (Y/N) rubbed her cheek where she felt the throbbing and sighed. It had been a few days since she felt the slight tingling in her molar and it had grown into the sharp pain that kept her from having a peaceful meal but she ignored it the best she could to avoid that dreaded place.
It was Friday when (Y/N) felt like she wanted to just rip the whole thing off, tears clouding her vision after everyone left the classroom. She knew Kakyoin and Jotaro were probably having lunch already but she couldn’t bring herself to join them, she silently sobbed into her hands as the throbbing on her jaw seemed to worsen by the second.
“There you are!”
Kakyoin walked into the room, he had been looking for her all over the school grounds when half of the lunch break passed and she was nowhere to be seen but his relieved smile turning into a concerned frown when she didn’t turn around to greet him and shaking shoulders
“(Y/N)?” Kakyoin walked slowly to where she sat slowly to not scare her if she hadn’t heard him coming in.
“I’m sorry Kak, I’m just not feeling well...”
Kakyoin sat beside her placing a hand on her shoulder and rubbing up and down her arms as she whimpered quietly
“What happend?” he asked but she kept silence “Are you hurt somewhere? did anyone said anything to you?”
She shook her head no but gave no further explanation, making him a little more worried since he didn’t know what was going on. She was fine during class, right? He didn’t see anyone causing her any trouble either but Jotaro did drag him out of the classroom as quickly as the bell rang. But as he noticed how she rubbed her cheek he knew in an instant.
“Is your teeth still hurting?” he asked and she sobbed again as she nodded “(Y/N) you really need to go to a dentist”
He heard as she mumbled something but he couldn’t figure what it was since it was muffled by her hands. He took hold of her wrist and pulled her hands away from her face having a clear view of her reddened cheeks and puffy eyes.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“I don’t want to go to the dentist”
“But look at you, you can barely eat or do anything anymore!”
“Kakyoin...”
“I don’t see why you wouldn’t go, I’m sure they’ll get rid of it in no time...” she lowered her head as she mumbled something again “what was that?”
Her face got red as she looked up at him, she felt so embarrassed that he was witnessing how she fell apart because of a stupid tooth, she sighed.
“I’m scared of going to the dentist”
“You’re... scared?”
“I know it’s stupid”
“hey no no, it’s not!” he pulled at her wrist again “it’s completely valid to be scared! But you can’t go on like this, you have to go or it could be worse”
She didn’t respond and just lowered her head
“I can go with you if you want” he suggested
“Kak you don’t have to...”
“It’s fine, I know a really good dentist around here and we could walk together after school”
(Y/N) though for a moment, she was really scared of dentist but she couldn’t go another day with the throbbing pain in her jaw. She looked up at him and hesitated for a moment but closing her eyes she answered.
“Alright...”
“Good!” he smiled “Let me call to make an appointment”
He left the room to a close phone booth the school had in case of emergency, (Y/N) groaned resting her head on the school desk. There was no way she could scape visiting the doctor, much less when Kakyoin so kindly offered to call and walk her there when he didn’t have to. She tried to not thing too much about what could happen at the clinic, keeping her anxieties at bay as long as she could and as Kakyoin came back she was lost in thought
“Alright then, we’re going after school”
(Y/N) looked out the window before looking back at him nodding, Kakyoin gave her a bright smile and she tried to give one back as the bell rang once again and students started flooding in to attend the rest of the classes and Jotaro held the most confused expression noticing his two friends were already there after suddenly disappearing.
A few more classes passed by when the final bell rang, students rushed out in seconds eager to leave school grounds. (Y/N) stuffed all her things into her bag and headed for the door where Jotaro and Kakyoin were waiting. They walked to the main gate and a few blocks when Jotaro had to go his own way home as Kakyoin and (Y/N) changed directions to the dental clinic, they waved him goodbye and went on their way.
As they were walking Kakyoin noticed how she played around with her hands, a gesture that most times meant she was nervous and anxious and he knew it was because of the whole idea of visiting the dentist.
“You know...” he broke the silence “He is a really good dentist, highly recommended around the city!”
Her fumbling of fingers stopped as she looked up at him with big eyes, he nodded to confirm his statement.
“I’ve been with him a few times and he is always really gentle and careful, always doing the best job”
“T-that’s good to hear”
They arrived to the clinic where the dentist was located and walked in, just a few people in the waiting room with bored expressions. They walked to the front desk to let the secretary know of their arrival and basic information about (Y/N) and how the school insurance would cover her needs, after it was done they seated to wait.
(Y/N) kept bouncing her knee and once again her fingers fumbled as she bit her lip, Kakyoin wanted to giggle at how cute she looked but he knew she wouldn’t appreciate that so he placed a hand over hers and she stopped.
“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”
Closing her eyes she let out a long sigh and a soft nod. She opened her mouth to speak when the door to the dentist office opened, gaining her attention. A kid ran out with a big smile giggling after the dentist gave him a little mint for him to chew on later, the mom thanked them with a bow and waved goodbye.
“(Y/N) (L/N)?” he asked looking at the list beside his door and then looking around the waiting room.
The girl gulped as she slowly stood up, Kakyoin gave her arm a little squeeze before whispering “I’ll be here if you need me”. The dentist smiled widely at her as they moved to let her in first into the office and shutting the door behind them with a “How are you (Y/N)? What can I do for you today?”
Kakyoin waited patiently as the dentist treated (Y/N)’s current predicament. He looked around the room and found some old magazines he could look through to pass the time. He almost didn’t noticed when the door opened again and (Y/N) walked out with a big smile just like the kid before her did, making Kakyoin relieved.
“Thank you so much” she bowed at the dentist as Kakyoin walked over, the dentist recognizing him.
“It’s my pleasure, it’s good to see I get recommended!”
They laughed before saying their goodbyes and leaving the office. Apparently the dentist treated her molar and gave her some medicine to help it get better.
“So, how was it?”
“It was better than what I expected” she smiled up at him “I feel much better now!”
“That’s great (Y/N)” he wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they walked “I heard that eating ice cream helps after visiting the dentist”
“Oh, really?” she asked lifting a brow
“Yeah! come on, it’s on me”
(Y/N)’s cheeks turned a bright pink as she nodded eagerly leaning into him and relieved everything went well, she could finally enjoy a nice dessert without her trying to destroy all her teeth.
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cheemerthelizard · 4 years
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Trail and Tribulation (Kakyoin x reader)
I know I made one very similar to this some time before, but my mind just hyperfixated on this and nothing else. I hope you enjoy it!
Your head throbbed as your eyes slowly cracked open. You tried moving a hand up to the place where it hurt, but found yourself paralyzed. At least, it felt like you were paralyzed.
“Good, you’re finally awake.”
Your eyes refocused, and in front of you was an exact replica of you. “Who are you?” you tried to yell, but something blocked off the sound. A gag. Slowly, you realized that there were ropes tied across your wrists and ankles, restraining your movements.
“It’s a shame you’re such an early bird,” fake you laughed. “Or else I could have just left you sleeping happily. Well, I do what I must. And right now, I must do this. After all, you’re going to be with Jotaro and Kakyoin today, aren’t you?”
Oh, no. Fake you was talking about going to get train tickets to India! You were supposed to tag along, but if this imposter was going to take your place…
“That’s too bad. I heard that Kakyoin was going to tell you his feelings today, too.”
That comment made your struggling temporarily come to a halt.
Fake you made a faux gasp. “Oh, no, did I say too much? Well, I just thought you should know that the love of your life really did like you back before you die this sad, miserable death, alone.”
“(Y/N), you coming?” Jotaro shouted.
“I’ll be there in a second!” fake you called out before turning back to you. “I know all about how you act. I’ve been watching. And now, I’ll take your friends’ lives, while you’re stuck in here, starving to death.”
You tried talking, but the gag made it really hard.
“Oh, does my hostage want to say something?” the imposter smirked. She untied your gag, letting you speak.
“They’ll find out about you,” you warned. “They’re smart. My friends will uncover your secret.”
“But will they ever find you again?” fake you chuckled, wrapping the gag around your mouth again. A wave of fear rushed over you at those words. There was the chance that you wouldn’t ever be found. “Oh, and just so you know, I plan on rejecting Kakyoin for you. No hard feelings, right?”
And with that, the door to wherever you were closed and locked, and you were left with no choice but to scream out for help.
***
Kakyoin had never been more nervous in his life. He promised himself that he would tell you that he liked you today, but it was still so hard to do. Eventually, though, he gulped down the butterflies in his stomach and pulled you aside for a short bit. Well, it was fake you, but he didn’t know any better.
“What is it, Kakyoin?” fake you asked, tilting her head innocently as if she had no idea what Kakyoin was going to say to her.
“(Y/N), this has been on my mind a lot recently,” Kakyoin said, twiddling his thumbs, looking down, “well, you’ve been on my mind a lot, I mean. You see, I, um, I think I… I think you like me- I like you! That’s what I meant to say.”
Poor boy was tripping over his own words, and he was confessing to the wrong girl. “Aw, Kakyoin, that’s really sweet!” fake you chimed. “I’m sorry about this, but I don’t feel the same way about you.”
If you looked close enough, Kakyoin’s heart shattering was visible in his eye. This was the perfect opportunity to make him feel even worse.
“You see, that hair, it’s just way too tacky. And those eyes look like contact lens eyes. Your mouth is also super wide, it’s just weird. You’re a little too feminine for me, as well, with those earrings and your small waist. Plus, I’m more into bad boys, you’re way too nice to be my boyfriend.”
“Alright, that’s about enough out of you,” Jotaro suddenly appeared in the alleyway that Kakyoin had pulled fake you aside in, landing a hard punch, not with Star Platinum, but with his own fist. Suddenly, fake you seemed to be melting away, revealing a face that wasn’t yours underneath. There was no doubt; this guy was sent to kill them.
“(Y/N) was right,” the man chuckled. “You figured out that I wasn’t her pretty quickly.”
“Where is she?!” Kakyoin demanded. “What did you do to her?!”
“Relax, Kakyoin, she’s still alive,” the imposter smirked. “For now. But you’ll never find her. I made sure of that.”
“Kakyoin, you search for (Y/N),” Jotaro told him. “I’ll hold this guy off.”
“Wait, before I go,” Kakyoin said, “how did you know that (Y/N) was fake?”
“The real (Y/N) has had feelings for you since day one,” Jotaro answered. “Now, there’s not much time, go find her!”
Kakyoin nodded, running away from the fight to search for you safely. It’s a good thing he had Hierophant; otherwise, the imposter was probably right, and you wouldn’t see the light of day again.
“Look for (Y/N),” Kakyoin ordered. His Stand nodded and dove into the cracks in the ground. Meanwhile, he searched through anything he could to try and find you.
***
After multiple failed attempts at trying to break out of… wherever you were, banging on the door with your head, screaming at the top of your lungs, ramming your body into the opening, you started to really feel the effects of what was happening, your legs starting to shake from fatigue, your head throbbing, your stomach growling from no food. It seemed that you might have to entertain the idea that this might be it. You might die here. Alone. Without ever telling Kakyoin how you felt. It hurt, but at the same time, it was peaceful. You had accepted your death, no matter how pathetic it really was.
“(Y/N)?”
A familiar voice called out to you. From the bottom of the door, you could see green string-like things emerging, forming together to reveal Hierophant. It quickly unwrapped the gag from your mouth, letting you talk again.
“How did… you… find me?” you asked, your voice hoarse from screaming so much.
“I’ve been searching the whole city for you,” Hierophant answered, reaching around to untie the restraints on your wrists and ankles. “I’m lucky that I thought of checking near the hotel we were staying at first, or you might have died in here, based on your current condition.”
“Kakyoin… the door… it’s locked…” you heaved. “I can’t… get out…”
“Get behind me,” Hierophant told you. With a swift motion of the arms, emeralds shot out and destroyed the door, letting you see daylight once again.
“Come on,” Hierophant grabbed your hand and pulled you along. “We have to get to the actual me. I have something important to tell you.”
You tried running after Kakyoin’s Stand, but your legs gave away, and you ended up falling to the floor.
“I don’t think I can run in this condition,” you said, slowly sitting up.
“Then I’ll come to you,” Hierophant replied. “It’s okay.”
You patiently sat with Hierophant, waiting for Kakyoin to arrive. As much as you wanted to just shut your eyes and fall asleep, you didn’t want to worry anybody by doing so. Plus, your stomach wouldn’t let you sleep until it had some food in it.
“(Y/N)!” Kakyoin’s voice, which didn’t come from his messenger, cried out. You lifted your head with an incredible amount of effort to see him running towards you.
“Kakyoin,” you weakly smiled. “Look, there’s something I’ve been needing to-”
Kakyoin put a finger up to your mouth as he sat down next to you. “Don’t talk,” he ordered. “Your voice needs to heal. And there’s been something I’ve been needing to say.”
You nodded, showing your complete interest in him. Kakyoin took a deep breath.
“I like you. I like you a lot. Ever since I met you back in Japan, you’ve been on my mind. I know that sounds a little creepy, but I just… I really, really like you.”
The real you was a lot easier to talk to than whoever was pretending to be you. It was still hard to tell you how he felt, but it was so much easier to compile his feelings together.
“Can I speak just this once to respond to you?” you asked. Kakyoin nodded.
“I like you, too.”
Kakyoin was pleased, but not surprised. After all, if Jotaro could pick up on your hints that you liked him, it was probably true.
“Can I tell you a secret?” you grinned.
“Go ahead.”
“Fake me told me about your plans to confess to me today.”
“No!”
“It’s true!” you laughed, the happy giggles quickly turning into a raspy cough.
“Okay, that’s all the talking you’re doing until you get better,” Kakyoin told you. “But I can’t believe my chance at telling you was stolen by someone else.”
Just then, your stomach growled. Right. It was past lunchtime, and you hadn’t had anything to eat.
“You must be hungry,” Kakyoin said. “Do you think you can walk?”
You slowly rose from the ground, and although your legs wobbled a little bit, you could stand upright. You tried taking a step, slowly, and planted your foot in the ground without falling down.
“Come on, I’ll treat you to something,” Kakyoin took your arm, still not sure of your footing, and walked with you. “We can consider this a first date, maybe.”
You nodded, smiling. As Kakyoin took you to a random restaurant, you held on to his arm, partly because you were afraid to fall, and partly because he was so nice to hold on to. It was a perfect ending to a crazy day.
Man, love sure is great.
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blueluneacy · 4 years
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I just saw your post and I was the anon who requested an nsfw continuation of Kakyoin x fem s/o. I’m sorry to have made you uncomfortable by not adding that it would be a post time skip. If it’s okay and if I didn’t offend you, might I request the nsfw continuation where she escaped Kakyoin and finished college before he finds her once more?
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I’ve been wanting to get to this for a while. Just a note that no one ever had offended me, I was never upset with you all. If anything, I was upset with myself because I felt weak that I couldn’t do it. Weak that I couldn’t fulfill the things people were asking me to write. I’ve never been good with self confidence or telling people no, so putting up boundaries was something that was really big for me. I don’t want anyone to feel bad for previously not following the new rules, because guess what? The rules are new, it’s no big deal that a mistake was made. Mistakes are what make people human.
Okay, now that I’m done being emotional, here’s some cherry dick lmao
This is a bit of a whirlwind. It was supposed to be longer but my brain started making the dial up tone whenever I brought up this document so we’re just gonna leave it here. Okay? Okay.
Warnings: implied stalking, implied kidnapping, yandere, roughness, non consensual touching, bondage, dub con
It was hard not to check behind yourself at all times now. It felt so much safer to be checking behind yourself, making sure no one was there. Because you always felt like he might be there, waiting to grab your wrist and pull it towards him like he did on that corner. It was crazy, you felt crazy. But you still kept checking. It was the only thing that made you feel some semblance of peace.
But he was gone, you told yourself. After his trip to Egypt, Kakyoin never returned. Maybe he ran away. Maybe he just got sick of you. You never really could tell. It didn’t matter much to you. You let yourself go through your paranous haze, through college and graduation into the real world alone, always looking behind yourself. You didn’t tend to make friends, but well, wasn’t that normal for you at this point? Not in high school either… And after what happened with Kakyoin, maybe it was better that you didn’t. The last time you were friendly with someone, look where it got you. Still, there probably was no helping it, anyway. You had to go out sometimes, not just stay in your room cooped up for the rest of your life. At least, that’s what your roommate thought.
“Come on. You graduated a year ago, and you still haven’t gone out. You don’t work tomorrow, you know!” She pointed out. You sighed, shrugging. 
“I know, but I’m sort of tired, and bars are just so loud…” You tried to reason, but she wouldn’t have any of it. She just hushed you, telling you to get ready. Maybe it would be for the best that you went out. Could you keep living your life meandering back and forth from work and sitting in your room to try and forget all of the tragedies of your life before. Or at least, it would be easier to drown them in alcohol.
So, you went. You let yourself get dragged down to that bar, complaining the whole time the two of you walked there. You knew she would leave you behind for some guy she found for the night, and you’d be left alone with whatever creep happened to sit next to you until you shambled your way home, drunk and alone. And still, you let yourself get dragged along, sitting down at a table while your roommate ordered you a few drinks, then left you to your own devices, hoping you’d take the initiative to talk to some new people. 
You never did. Instead, you just sipped your drink, watching the people around you. It seemed she found someone nice to spend the night with, at least. You felt a slight sense of bitterness to it. No one would ever look at you that way, and you weren't sure that you even wanted them to. It might remind you of how he dragged you along to his home, the way his stand wrapped around your wrists-
You checked behind yourself again. Checking behind you always made those thoughts go away. A strange, simple trick to make you feel safer. It worked, that's all it needed to do. Even if it seemed odd. It’s not like it really ever ruined your interactions with others, since you weren’t too keen on starting them in the first place. Still, maybe you shouldn’t have checked as long as you did, looking over the people behind you just to make sure he wasn’t there. You might have noticed the person who sat down in front of you.
In a sense, he hadn’t changed much. His hair was a bit longer than before, but that piece of curls still came over his face just like you remembered. You noticed scars by his eyes, but that didn’t bring you away from the look in those eyes that brought you nothing but immeasurable fear. Something of obsession and victory. You didn’t speak, you only stared at him in horror, trying to figure out where you went wrong. Where exactly you had messed up, what was it that made Kakyoin find you again.
“It’s been a while. I never took you as the type to enjoy a place like this.” Kakyoin started off the conversation in such a casual tone, you felt sick to your stomach. You weren’t sure what you expected, but it certainly wasn’t that. It wasn’t a calm and casual man acting as if his interest of you bordered on derangement and had forcibly taken you away from your loved ones. You just swallowed, looking away from him.
“Yeah. A bit.” You shrugged, trying to pass off yourself as some semblance of collected, but you could feel yourself starting to crack. You looked around to try and find your roommate, but you couldn’t see her anywhere. You were in a crowded room, alone with a monster.
“Going somewhere?” Kakyoin asked, a smirk on his face as he watched you search for some sort of escape. It was as if he liked to see how you squirmed, relished in the capture of what he had been searching for for so long. That wasn’t the type of obsession you were used to, but it still scared you all the same.
“Actually, yeah. I think I am. It was nice seeing you again, Kakyoin, but I’ve had enough to drink for the night.” You stood up, looking Kakyoin dead in the eye before pushing in your chair and starting to walk away, quickly out of the bar. You looked back one more time. He didn’t follow you. 
You trudged through the dark streets, huffing a bit as you walked on. Home, home sounded good. You already regretted leaving home in the first place, this all just made it that much worse. You could get under your covers and sleep while your stand sat and kept watch, or… Something. Anything. Anything was better than feeling unprotected against him. And yet, you still didn’t check behind you. There was no way he was following you, right? You turned the corner, not realizing you were stepping into the dark until the hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you in. 
You gasped, immediately trying to squirm away, but to no avail. You turned to see him again, swallowing as you began to squirm, hoping to get away from the man, but to no avail. Kakyoin pushed you up against the wall, a low growl coming from his throat as he started to press up against you, cooing into your ear.
“I missed you so much, dear. Did you miss me too?” He asked. You cried out, only to have Kakyoin’s fingers shoved into your mouth. You squealed, biting down on Kak’s fingers. He gasped, pulling away, then looked over you, tutting.
“Now now, I don’t need any love bites, sweetheart.” His voice was sickening, condescending, and you just shuddered, tears beginning to fall over your face. You brought out your stand, but still, Kakyoin was so much stronger than you. Hierophant Green easily wrapped around it, leaving you helpless against the man in front of you. Kakyoin just smiled, lovingly pushing a piece of hair out of your face.
“You’re still so beautiful. And you’ve waited for me after all this time, just like I knew you would.” He laughed, leaning in to your neck and humming before giving you a harsh bite. You gasped, crying out and beginning to squirm again. Kakyoin just tutted.
“Don’t be like that. Come on, I’m going to make you feel so good you won’t be able to live without it.” Kakyoin told you, before shoving a hand into your pants. You gasped, squirming again, only to find yourself rubbing right against Kak’s fingers in a way that felt so much better than anything you had ever done to yourself. You gasped, trying to hold back a moan. Kakyoin just chuckled, touching you as he left kisses up and down your neck.
“That’s it, give into me. I know exactly what you like, what you want. You deserve this, need this even. Need me, just like I need you.” Kakyoin cooed into your ear. You moaned and shuddered. God, this shouldn’t feel so good, but it did, it so did, and you didn’t know exactly what you were supposed to do, your body phantomly bound by the way Hierophant Green held onto your stand. 
“K-Kakyoin, pleeeease…” You whined, but you weren’t sure exactly what you were begging for, for him to stop or for him to give you more. Luckily, he seemed to decide for you. You heard the clicking of his belt, and gasped, swallowing a bit and refusing to look down. He just chuckled at your sudden shyness.
“Don’t worry darling, you know I would never hurt you. Not when I’m the only one who cares.” He told you, and you looked at him again to see that same obsession that frightened you. The same obsession those eyes held all those years ago. You tried to look away again, but Kakyoin removed his hand from your pants, using his defiled hand to make sure you were looking at him. You were forced to face that morbid obsession, that terrorized you for all those years. It was in front of you, and it was real, melding with pleasure you never thought you could attain. A forbidden fruit you thought would never fall.
“Not when I’m the only person who loves you.”
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Your head throbbed as your eyes slowly cracked open. You tried moving a hand up to the place where it hurt, but found yourself paralyzed. At least, it felt like you were paralyzed.
“Good, you’re finally awake.”
Your eyes refocused, and in front of you was an exact replica of you. “Who are you?” you tried to yell, but something blocked off the sound. A gag. Slowly, you realized that there were ropes tied across your wrists and ankles, restraining your movements.
“It’s a shame you’re such an early bird,” fake you laughed. “Or else I could have just left you sleeping happily. Well, I do what I must. And right now, I must do this. After all, you’re going to be with Jotaro and Kakyoin today, aren’t you?”
Oh, no. Fake you was talking about going to get train tickets to India! You were supposed to tag along, but if this imposter was going to take your place…
“That’s too bad. I heard that Kakyoin was going to tell you his feelings today, too.”
That comment made your struggling temporarily come to a halt.
Fake you made a faux gasp. “Oh, no, did I say too much? Well, I just thought you should know that the love of your life really did like you back before you die this sad, miserable death, alone.”
“(Y/N), you coming?” Jotaro shouted.
“I’ll be there in a second!” fake you called out before turning back to you. “I know all about how you act. I’ve been watching. And now, I’ll take your friends’ lives, while you’re stuck in here, starving to death.”
You tried talking, but the gag made it really hard.
“Oh, does my hostage want to say something?” the imposter smirked. She untied your gag, letting you speak.
“They’ll find out about you,” you warned. “They’re smart. My friends will uncover your secret.”
“But will they ever find you again?” fake you chuckled, wrapping the gag around your mouth again. A wave of fear rushed over you at those words. There was the chance that you wouldn’t ever be found. “Oh, and just so you know, I plan on rejecting Kakyoin for you. No hard feelings, right?”
And with that, the door to wherever you were closed and locked, and you were left with no choice but to scream out for help.
***
Kakyoin had never been more nervous in his life. He promised himself that he would tell you that he liked you today, but it was still so hard to do. Eventually, though, he gulped down the butterflies in his stomach and pulled you aside for a short bit. Well, it was fake you, but he didn’t know any better.
“What is it, Kakyoin?” fake you asked, tilting her head innocently as if she had no idea what Kakyoin was going to say to her.
“(Y/N), this has been on my mind a lot recently,” Kakyoin said, twiddling his thumbs, looking down, “well, you’ve been on my mind a lot, I mean. You see, I, um, I think I… I think you like me- I like you! That’s what I meant to say.”
Poor boy was tripping over his own words, and he was confessing to the wrong girl. “Aw, Kakyoin, that’s really sweet!” fake you chimed. “I’m sorry about this, but I don’t feel the same way about you.”
If you looked close enough, Kakyoin’s heart shattering was visible in his eye. This was the perfect opportunity to make him feel even worse.
“You see, that hair, it’s just way too tacky. And those eyes look like contact lens eyes. Your mouth is also super wide, it’s just weird. You’re a little too feminine for me, as well, with those earrings and your small waist. Plus, I’m more into bad boys, you’re way too nice to be my boyfriend.”
“Alright, that’s about enough out of you,” Jotaro suddenly appeared in the alleyway that Kakyoin had pulled fake you aside in, landing a hard punch, not with Star Platinum, but with his own fist. Suddenly, fake you seemed to be melting away, revealing a face that wasn’t yours underneath. There was no doubt; this guy was sent to kill them.
“(Y/N) was right,” the man chuckled. “You figured out that I wasn’t her pretty quickly.”
“Where is she?!” Kakyoin demanded. “What did you do to her?!”
“Relax, Kakyoin, she’s still alive,” the imposter smirked. “For now. But you’ll never find her. I made sure of that.”
“Kakyoin, you search for (Y/N),” Jotaro told him. “I’ll hold this guy off.”
“Wait, before I go,” Kakyoin said, “how did you know that (Y/N) was fake?”
“The real (Y/N) has had feelings for you since day one,” Jotaro answered. “Now, there’s not much time, go find her!”
Kakyoin nodded, running away from the fight to search for you safely. It’s a good thing he had Hierophant; otherwise, the imposter was probably right, and you wouldn’t see the light of day again.
“Look for (Y/N),” Kakyoin ordered. His Stand nodded and dove into the cracks in the ground. Meanwhile, he searched through anything he could to try and find you.
***
After multiple failed attempts at trying to break out of… wherever you were, banging on the door with your head, screaming at the top of your lungs, ramming your body into the opening, you started to really feel the effects of what was happening, your legs starting to shake from fatigue, your head throbbing, your stomach growling from no food. It seemed that you might have to entertain the idea that this might be it. You might die here. Alone. Without ever telling Kakyoin how you felt. It hurt, but at the same time, it was peaceful. You had accepted your death, no matter how pathetic it really was.
“(Y/N)?”
A familiar voice called out to you. From the bottom of the door, you could see green string-like things emerging, forming together to reveal Hierophant. It quickly unwrapped the gag from your mouth, letting you talk again.
“How did… you… find me?” you asked, your voice hoarse from screaming so much.
“I’ve been searching the whole city for you,” Hierophant answered, reaching around to untie the restraints on your wrists and ankles. “I’m lucky that I thought of checking near the hotel we were staying at first, or you might have died in here, based on your current condition.”
“Kakyoin… the door… it’s locked…” you heaved. “I can’t… get out…”
“Get behind me,” Hierophant told you. With a swift motion of the arms, emeralds shot out and destroyed the door, letting you see daylight once again.
“Come on,” Hierophant grabbed your hand and pulled you along. “We have to get to the actual me. I have something important to tell you.”
You tried running after Kakyoin’s Stand, but your legs gave away, and you ended up falling to the floor.
“I don’t think I can run in this condition,” you said, slowly sitting up.
“Then I’ll come to you,” Hierophant replied. “It’s okay.”
You patiently sat with Hierophant, waiting for Kakyoin to arrive. As much as you wanted to just shut your eyes and fall asleep, you didn’t want to worry anybody by doing so. Plus, your stomach wouldn’t let you sleep until it had some food in it.
“(Y/N)!” Kakyoin’s voice, which didn’t come from his messenger, cried out. You lifted your head with an incredible amount of effort to see him running towards you.
“Kakyoin,” you weakly smiled. “Look, there’s something I’ve been needing to-”
Kakyoin put a finger up to your mouth as he sat down next to you. “Don’t talk,” he ordered. “Your voice needs to heal. And there’s been something I’ve been needing to say.”
You nodded, showing your complete interest in him. Kakyoin took a deep breath.
“I like you. I like you a lot. Ever since I met you back in Japan, you’ve been on my mind. I know that sounds a little creepy, but I just… I really, really like you.”
The real you was a lot easier to talk to than whoever was pretending to be you. It was still hard to tell you how he felt, but it was so much easier to compile his feelings together.
“Can I speak just this once to respond to you?” you asked. Kakyoin nodded.
“I like you, too.”
Kakyoin was pleased, but not surprised. After all, if Jotaro could pick up on your hints that you liked him, it was probably true.
“Can I tell you a secret?” you grinned.
“Go ahead.”
“Fake me told me about your plans to confess to me today.”
“No!”
“It’s true!” you laughed, the happy giggles quickly turning into a raspy cough.
“Okay, that’s all the talking you’re doing until you get better,” Kakyoin told you. “But I can’t believe my chance at telling you was stolen by someone else.”
Just then, your stomach growled. Right. It was past lunchtime, and you hadn’t had anything to eat.
“You must be hungry,” Kakyoin said. “Do you think you can walk?”
You slowly rose from the ground, and although your legs wobbled a little bit, you could stand upright. You tried taking a step, slowly, and planted your foot in the ground without falling down.
“Come on, I’ll treat you to something,” Kakyoin took your arm, still not sure of your footing, and walked with you. “We can consider this a first date, maybe.”
You nodded, smiling. As Kakyoin took you to a random restaurant, you held on to his arm, partly because you were afraid to fall, and partly because he was so nice to hold on to. It was a perfect ending to a crazy day.
Man, love sure is great.
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I've been sick for the past week and I really just want daddy kak to come take care of me
I wrote a little something for you, anon. :)
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You sniffle and whimper, curling up into the blankets like they’re your salvation. You instantly regret it though, the bone-aching chill that previously wracked your body instead making way for a feverish flush of your core. You gripe, frustrated, rolling your eyes back as you search for the answer to your body’s confusing demands.
It’s then that you hear the front door open and close. Your gut sinks, your eyes flashing to the clock on the wall; shit, was it already six o’clock? And you hadn’t made dinner or tidied up the house, leaving it cold and barren. And he was already home… the one time he finishes up work early… and...
You prepare your apologies as the bedroom door creaks open, a rush of fresh air sending another chill through your body. Familiar footsteps, heavy from the heel of his brogue work shoes, approach you with a steady coolness that you hadn’t realized you’d missed.
Before you can speak, you feel a stony palm cup the roundness of your forehead. You inch away, ashamed by your unwashed, untidy hair, but the cool hand follows you, brushing a strand of it behind your ear. Your eyes flutter closed, enjoying the refreshing coolness, the words you’d scripted suddenly falling short to the flutter in your chest.
“I’m sorry,” is all you manage, your voice groggy and stuffy.
He hums, his thumb rubbing your cheek. 
“Don’t be silly,” his suave voice insists, bringing you back down to Earth. You dare to lock eyes with him, his kind, violet irises poignant even in the dusky dimness of your bedroom. “I picked something up for you.”
You wonder how he knew to do such a thing. It doesn’t matter, though, as he reveals a paper bag that he’d held by his side. Through your stuffy nose, you smell a hint of thyme and schmaltz, though you can’t be sure.
He pulls up a desk chair to the bedside, straddling the back of it. You smile lazily, matching his expression, as he takes a moment to roll up his sleeves. You watch as thin, deft fingers work at the cufflinks on his wrists before folding the hems up towards his elbows. He’s always been a tad lanky, but he’s never been without the bulk of muscle. The shadows catch on the musculature and veins of his arms as he reaches into the bag, still donning his tie; you think about how unusual that is, considering his tie is usually the first thing he looks forward to ripping off as soon as he gets home.
He retrieves a packaged bowl, obviously prepared by someone other than himself. You haven’t had an appetite all day, but now with something being offered to you so kindly, you start to feel your mouth wetten with saliva.
“I’d make something for you, but we know how well that ended up last time,” he jokes, his sprig of ginger hair bouncing with his smile. You return the gesture, giggling to yourself, remembering the sight of him in oven mits, panicked, gripping a sheet pan containing what might as well have been hockey pucks.
He opens the lid, steam and succulence brimming into the air with a puff. You sniff, your sinuses not quite happy with your decision, and hum happily with the promise of chicken soup. You move to free yourself from the cocoon of blankets you’ve entrapped yourself within, only for the freezing air to quickly change your plans.
“Shh…” he murmurs, cupping your cheek. He settles you back into bed, fluffing your pillow, tucking you back in. You shiver, embarrassed, though you’re not sure if your blush is from the fever or the ridiculous scenario you’ve gotten yourself into.
Kakyoin, always so strong and wise for you, stirs the soup with a plastic spoon. Your eyes feel heavy from puffiness and exhaustion, but you can’t take them off of the movement, watching his forearms tense and relax with the motion.
He offers you a spoonful only after he blows on it gently, making sure it isn’t too hot. You wonder if he’s kidding, feeding you like a baby; it’s only after he touches the tip of the spoon to your bottom lip that you realize he’s serious. You smile weakly as you part your lips to accept it, enjoying the warmth and flavor of something other than ginger ale.
He smiles, wordless, as he continues to feed you one slow spoonful at a time. You stop shivering sometime between the moment you realize he’s staring at you and the filling of your belly, satisfied and comfortable.
He’s always so attuned to your needs, picking up on the most minute of signals that you don’t even know you express. He sets the soup on the bedside table and drags his thumb across your bottom lip to clear it; if you weren’t so sick, you’d have died from embarrassment.
“Have you taken any medicine?” he asks quietly, as if he’s afraid he’ll break you with his voice.
You shake your head, pouting your lip against his thumb.
He tsks, though it isn’t genuine. You watch him retrieve another item from the paper bag, a carefully selected syrup from the pharmacy down the street. The thought of artificial cherry flavor nauseates you, but watching him dutifully read the label and precisely measure the medicine in the cup humbles you into acceptance.
He only has to tilt his chin for you to part your lips again, wincing as the syrup coats your tongue. You force yourself to swallow, eyes clenched shut, curling into yourself with disgust. 
When you open them again, you find that he’s offering you the mysterious contents of a lidded paper cup. You blink, smelling the familiar floral bouquet of your favorite tea from the coffee shop downtown. Before you can question him, he holds the cup to your lips, and you’re too thankful for something warm and sweet to wash away the taste of medicine from your mouth.
While you take a moment to collect yourself, Kakyoin rises. You follow him with your eyes as he sets the chair back into its rightful place.
“Thank… thank you,” you mutter, finally warm enough to venture from your blanket burrito to sit up and grasp the cup of tea with shaky hands.
“Why didn’t you call me? I’d have been home sooner,” Kakyoin asks, crossing the room to study the shelf cluttered with all sorts of odds and ends that you’ve collected.
You don’t have an answer that you’re willing to share. You didn’t want to worry him, or worse, disappoint him.
He doesn’t pry you for an answer, instead bringing you a well-loved book, pages dogeared and paper cover worn. You smile, taking the book only to settle it into your lap. You’ve been meaning to finish it, too busy with work and keeping a home to do so.
“How did you know?” you question, thumbing through the pages to keep from idling. 
Kakyoin shrugs animatedly as he approaches you once more, flipping his tie over his shoulder. He leans in close to you, nuzzling your nose with his, a wordless profession of his love that you’ve come to know intimately. He kisses your lips gently, hesitating when you don’t reciprocate.
“I’ll get you sick,” you murmur, watching his eyelashes flutter as he opens his eyes.
“Hm…” he responds, obviously disregarding your concern amicably as he leans in for another kiss. This time, you humor him, his lips impossibly smooth against yours, chapped from dehydration. You hope he doesn’t notice, but he does.
He just doesn’t care.
He settles you back into bed with an insistent press of your lips, deepening the kiss as the pillow cradles your head. You notice that he’s avoiding the question, but you’d have to wait for his lips to loosen to get your answer.
“Get some rest, my dear,” he whispers, kissing your cheek with finality.
He didn’t have to tell you twice. You’d been napping on and off all day, but coughs and sniffles kept you from dreaming. For the first time all day, you feel relaxed enough to try and get some quality rest. The idea of reading the book falls to the wayside with the promise of some sleep. You set it on the bedside table instead.
Kakyoin tries to leave seamlessly, but you don’t let that happen.
“Nori?” you peep, just before Kakyoin was to close the door. He leaves it ajar, stilled by your voice.
“Can you stay with me?” 
He can’t deny you, especially not when you ask so sweetly. He makes his way back into the room, kicking off his shoes and unfurling his tie. You make room for him on his side of the bed as he tosses it aside, unpopping the first few buttons on his shirt.
“Are you sure?” he murmurs, obviously concerned about the quality of your rest should he be there to disturb it.
“If you’re willing to spoil me just a bit more,” you jeer, curling up next to him with a drape of your arm. You settle into the crook of his chest, his scent filling your sore sinuses, much to your relief.
The idea appeals to him, apparently. You settle into the blankets that he holds up for you, the weight of his presence more comforting than even the plushest quilt. He cradles you, kissing the top of your head, feeling your chest rise and fall into subdued regularity. He whispers your name to check if you’re awake, pleased to find that indeed, you’d drifted off to sleep.
His focus shifts to Hierophant, glittering into reality with a soft, green illumination. He reveals the tendrils that encircle your bedroom, keeping a curious eye on you while he’s away at work. A wordless thanks to his Stand is all it took for him to settle into the almost uncomfortable heat of your body, giving you a little squeeze before letting his eyes drift shut.
One of Hierophant’s tendrils draws the curtains, closing off the sunset’s fluorescent light and making way for peaceful dark. 
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