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JJBA men thinking of you while masturbating
NSFW / Minors don't interact / 18+
Characters: Jotaro Kujo / Bruno Bucciaratti / Josuke Higashikata / Rohan Kishibe / Giorno Giovanna x female reader
Warnings: male masturbation, fantasies about sex (blowjobs, penetrative sex), slight exhibitionism, voyeurism (Josuke’s part)
Notes: All underage characters aged up of course. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated <3
Jotaro Kujo
Jotaro is used to being the one pined over, the one admired, turning people’s heads, the constant touch of careful hands, being adored for his sheer height and width.
What he isn’t used to, however, is being the admirer.
Since he’s laid his eyes on you, he got to know the feeling. He didn’t even realize it at first. Of course, he wants to study with you, and naturally, he wants your opinion on the latest seminar paper he has written, certainly, he wants to help you with your work. You’re his fellow student, his friend.
But when Jotaro used his stand to stop the time for just a few seconds, to freeze the sweet smile on your face as you looked at him, eyes bright and glowing, to just observe you longer like this, he realized that maybe, you’re not just his friend. Maybe, you mean more to him.
And as he sits in the library now, unable to focus on his laptop screen in front of him, he turns his head to look at you. And he’s sure; you’re not just his friend.
He can see the subtle shadow under your eyes, the way your eyelids seem too heavy, and your disheveled hair. Something tears at his very heart when he gazes at you.
You turn your head, shooting him a tired, nonetheless, sweet smile.
“Could you look at this?” You ask him, pointing at your laptop.
Jotaro nods, scooting closer to you with his chair. 
The lack of proximity makes it hard for him to concentrate on the words before him, let alone your voice as you try to explain your work. He hums here and there, his eyes taking in the words, his brain not comprehending the meaning.
He can smell your scent, your subtle and sweet perfume. He feels your heat on his skin. Jotaro slightly turns his head. You’re so close, he can see every pore of your skin, your lashes, the distinct color of your eyes, and the gentle sweep of your nose. He swallows hard against the dryness of his mouth. 
You turn your head, slightly rising your eyebrows, your gaze locking with his. His gaze drops to your glistening lips, his desire for you flaring hot in his chest. His head dips forward automatically, every cell of his urging him to lock his lips with yours.
His chair nearly falls over as he stands up abruptly. 
“What are you doing?” You ask perplexed.
Jotaro ignores you. He can’t face you like this.
The library is almost vacant. He moves along the high shelves until his breathing has normalized a bit. 
He leans against one of the shelves, trying desperately to ignore the way his blood runs hotly through his veins, the way it rushes down his body. 
It’s palpable, the way he longs for you, the way he yearns to touch you. His half-hardened dick twitches in his pants at the thought of it.
He buries his face in his hands, embarrassed at his own weakness. Memories of you flood his mind; your shining lips, your bright eyes, your scent.
His head falls back against the books on the shelf, his hands dangling feebly on his side. Jotaro can’t seem to get ahold of himself. His mind is racing, he sees you, putting up your hair, exposing your slender neck, he sees you, sitting next to him, your short dress riding up your thighs. 
It seems like the rational part of his brain stopped functioning. He’s not even fully aware of what he’s doing, so caught up with thinking of you, until a little sigh drips from his lips. 
He looks down, seeing his dick straining noticeably against his pants, his hand palming him through his trousers. 
His face flushes hot, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. No one is around, he assures himself once more. 
It has no use stopping now. 
Hurriedly, he tugs down his pants and boxers. His cock springs free, right into his grip. He hisses at the drag of his palm along his dick. It feels so good. The slight possibility of getting caught only heightens his lust. 
He watches his fist drag along his length, taking in the bead of pre-cum dropping along his shaft, easing the glide of his hand. 
He thinks about your thighs again, how soft they would feel as he’d let his large hands smooth along them, and what he would find when you spread them for him. 
His head tips back against the shelf, his eyes fluttering shut as he slightly increases his pace. He imagines your glistening pussy, dripping for him. He’d sink his long, thick fingers into you, curling and scissoring them until he has you whimpering and whining, begging for him to finally fuck you.
Jotaro can practically see your expression; your doe-eyes peering at him, your lips parted, your body trembling. A low groan rips past his chest, his fist squeezing his cock just a little tighter.
He pictures you, sitting atop of him, your delicate hands pressing against his chest as you lower yourself on his dick, slowly taking him in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when he fills you up completely. He would watch your pretty tits bouncing with every move of yours, and the beautiful, lust-drunk expression on your face. 
His hips stutter forward into his fist as he imagines rutting into you, holding your hips so tightly as he fucks up into you. He can practically hear your moans, your sweet, whiny whimpers, and the way his skin slaps against yours. 
Jotaro increases the pace of his hand, concentrating on his sensitive tip, a strained gasp falling from his parted lips. 
He imagines you cumming, his name drops from your lips, drawn out into a delirious moan. He can almost feel it; the way your pussy would spasm around his throbbing dick, practically urging him to spill his seed into you. 
A string of curses leave his lips, his hips stuttering into his hand once more before he cums. He jerks through his orgasm, a spurt of cum dripping down his dick, onto his hand, with each hurried stroke. He thinks about rolling his hips into you, letting your pussy milk him dry as a mess of your slick and his cum runs down your thighs. 
He shallowly thrusts into his fist until he’s hissing from overstimulation. His heavy eyes flutter open, his heart racing in his heaving chest as his gaze drops.
A strained sigh drops from his lips as he takes in his messy hand holding his weeping length. Slowly, he comes back down to earth, realizing what he’s just done. 
His head snaps in the direction where you’re probably sitting, hopefully, still staring at your laptop screen. And Jotaro just stands here, a few meters away, his released emotions for you tainting his hand. 
Bruno Bucciaratti
It’s obvious that you’re new on the job. Bruno doesn’t notice this solely because he’s a regular at the restaurant and hasn’t seen you before. 
Rather, it is the way you fail to see the subtle signs the guests give you, asking for the check or mixing up orders one too many times.
You’re the new waitress. And until now you don’t do a great job. 
It’s obvious that you’re stressed, evident from the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead and the way your cheeks glow. A wave of sympathy washes over Bucciaratti as he watches you rush around the restaurant. And he feels something more, a little tug in his chest because you just look so unbelievably cute while doing that. 
He’s not even mad that he already had to wait so long for you to finally bring him his wine. Because when you do, he can look at you from up close, observing your delicate fingers place the wine glass on his table, watching the loose strands of hair hanging into your face. 
And when he thanks you, the smile you give him makes the minutes worth the wait. 
His eyes hang onto your body as he watches you retreat. He’s glad that his fellow gang members aren’t here right now because they surely would tease him for being a pervert or something. But he just can’t help himself, his eyes greedily glide along your silhouette. 
Bruno takes a sip of his wine, trying to cool down the hotness rushing through his body. 
He orders his second glass and he’s not sure if he just flatters himself, but he’s pretty sure that you pay particular attention to him. Or maybe he’s just deluding himself. 
When you walk towards him, his eyes cling to your waist and the way your trousers hug you so right. You look amazing; even when you’re stressed. 
He breathes in your scent when you lean closer to him, basking in the feeling of your warmth.
The clang of the glass rudely rips him out of his thoughts. 
Seems like you’re not only incredibly gorgeous but also incredibly clumsy. 
The wine leaks over the table, staining the white tablecloth red and spilling all over his pants. 
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” The panic in your voice is palpable. 
“Don’t worry,” he tries to soothe you. 
He watches your eyes nervously flickering over the mess you made before they lock with his.
You look at him with so much gratitude because he doesn’t make a big scene. His heart flutters in his chest.
You quickly take ahold of a napkin, dabbing it on his trousers, trying to let the fabric soak up the liquid. 
You’re so close, bending down, granting him an intimate look right on your cleavage. Bruno swallows hard, reluctantly averting his gaze. 
He can barely hear you muttering your apologies. He just tries to stay calm, to think of anything other than your hand smoothing along his thigh, rubbing over his stained trousers. 
The motion just makes a flood of sinful associations enter his mind. He can practically feel his face growing hot. 
Abruptly he gets up. You look at him startled.
“Sorry did I-“
“I’m just going to clean myself up, no worries really,” he adds, unable to bear the way you gaze at him.
The stain is big, bright red, clearly noticeable on his white trousers. The soap and water he applies have no use in helping it whatsoever. 
He doesn’t even care, his mind is somewhere else anyway. 
Bruno just can’t get over the way you looked up at him, the lack of proximity you two found yourself in, and the way you were practically kneeling in front of him. He can only think about you doing other things in that position.
A long sigh escapes his mouth. He surrenders, stopping to take care of his stain. His head falls against the closed bathroom door and he allows himself to let his desires take hold of his body and mind. 
His dick strains hard against his pants as he sees you in front of him again, kneeling, with those doe eyes peering up at him. 
He frees his cock from the confinement of his pants, wrapping his hand tightly around his girth. Bruno hisses quietly, dragging his hand along his throbbing length, imagining it is your hand wrapped around him instead. 
He visualizes your hand pumping into his swollen head, the way his cock would look so big in comparison. A low gasp drops from his lips as a bead of pre-cum drips down his shaft, easing the glide of his eager hand. 
His head tips back against the door, thinking about you kneeling in front of him, looking up at him as your delicate hand strokes his cock. 
The pace of his hurried hand increases, as he envisions you taking him into your mouth, softly sucking on his flushed tip, your eyes peering up at him obediently. He bites back a low whine.
He sees your beautiful face in front of him; your glowing face, your starry eyes, as you take all of him inside of your pretty mouth. His hands would thread through your hair, holding you, feeling the restriction of your tight throat. And then you would follow his guidance, bobbing your head just how he likes it.
Bruno groans quietly. “Just like that,” he mutters, pumping hurriedly into his swollen head. 
He can clearly see you in his mind, those unbelievable eyes staring up at him, tears spilling over as he ruts into the wet, soft heat of your mouth. His hips involuntarily rut forward into his fist. 
A low whine slips past his lips, which he has no control over. He practically feels your swollen lips wrapped around him.
His hips stutter forward into his hands, two, three times before he tips over the edge. His orgasm washes over him, his thighs tensing, breathing erratic. 
Bucciaratti jerks through his orgasm, panting hard, imagining his dick pulsing in your mouth, his cum landing on your awaiting tongue as you swallow everything that he gives you. 
Then he’d pull out, letting his hot spurts of cum land on your beautiful face, mixing in with your spit, dripping down your chin, your cheeks. He groans desperately, seeing your messy face, your lips parted, opening your mouth eagerly for him, glassy eyes staring up at him obediently as he paints your face white. 
His fist pumps into his swollen tip until he hisses from the overstimulation. Only then he slowly opens his eyes, taking in his soiled hand.
This mess may compete with the one you spilled on his table. 
Josuke Higashikata
Sometimes Josuke really has to wonder if you do it on purpose. Can you really be that unaware of your surroundings, this clueless?
It isn’t the first time he has watched you like this. Far from it actually. 
Since you’ve moved into the house right next to his, you made a habit of getting undressed, late in the evening or night, your light illuminating the room, leaving little room for imagination. 
You haven’t invested in any kind of curtains yet and your lucky neighbor hopes you never will.
It has kind of become a habit of his, watching you through his dark windows, careful that you don’t notice him. And you never do.
Josuke observes how you lose your sweater first, followed by the top you were wearing underneath. He sucks in a little breath when he notices that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. He can clearly see the outline of your bare breast, the way they softly jiggle as you throw the top somewhere.
Blood rushes down his body as his eyes greedily glide along your exposed upper body, your beautiful tits, your soft tummy, and your waist. He swallows against the dryness of his mouth, desperately hoping that one day he could be the one undressing you.
You open your jeans now, letting them plummet on the floor before stepping out of them. You bent over, picking them up to fold them away. 
Fortunately for him, this gives him a perfect view of your ass. He can see your pussy through your panties, squished between those perfect asscheeks. 
His heart beats violently against this ribcage, his blood running hot. He can feel it; the twitching of his hardened cock. 
What he would give to bend you over like this himself, to pull those panties to the side. Josuke pulls down his pants, freeing his throbbing cock, wrapping his hand around his girth, because now his favorite part of your little routine comes; the instant he replays in his mind day and night. 
You pull down your panties, carelessly tossing them on the floor, leaving your body completely bare. You observe your own reflection in the large mirror hanging on your wall. You let your fingers run through your hair, before they glide along your sides, your gaze following them, sliding along your body.  
Josuke strokes his dick, his hungry eyes gliding along your silhouette, leaving no part unseen. You’re enticing. He could watch you like this forever. 
But he can’t. You get your kimono, tieing it around your waist as you step out of the room, switching off the light. 
Josuke sighs. He closes his eyes, still seeing your body in front of him. 
He imagines his large hands gliding along your sides, feeling your soft skin under his, grabbing, kneading your flesh. He would cup your breasts, letting his thumbs circle your nipples until they harden under his touch. 
What he would give to gaze deep into your eyes, pressing kisses along your throat, further down, sucking your nipples, hearing your voice bleeding into a soft moan. 
His hand increases his pace as he imagines dropping to his knees, smoothing his palms along your hips, grabbing your ass. 
A low whine rips past his chest as he thinks about your pretty pussy, right in front of his face. 
He would worship you, his eager lips pressing feathery kisses onto your plush thighs before letting himself allow a taste of you. He just knows you would taste so good, letting his tongue glide along your folds, teasingly, before his tongue would draw tight circles on your sensitive clit. 
Josuke imagines you bending in front of him, facing your floor-length mirror, as he slowly sinks into your sloppy pussy. 
He would watch you, your reflection, the way your expression would change with each of his slow, deep thrusts, your face glowing as you watch yourself getting fucked by him. He knows you like to watch yourself. 
He hurriedly pumps into his swollen tip, a bead of pre-cum rolling down his length, easing the glide of his eager hand. 
Josuke can practically hear your voice, your whines, and the depraved sounds of pleasure, skin slapping against skin, the wet squelch of your pussy as you drip all over him. He would watch his large, slick cock split you open, again and again until he has your whole body trembling.
He imagines it's your pussy wrapped so tightly around his twitching cock, not his own hand, as he fucks into his fist. His hips involuntarily stutter forward into his hand before he tips over the edge.
He groans breathlessly, a string of curses leaving his lips as he jerks himself through his orgasm. His hot cum stains his hand, dripping down his shaft as he shallowly thrusts into his fist, riding out his high. He lets go of himself, panting as he comes down from his high. 
Josuke will be there the next evening as well, waiting for you to give him his show. 
Rohan Kishibe
Rohan observes you, he practically reads your face like a book - and this without the help of Heaven’s Door.
He hates you for your obvious expression. He really does. 
You skim through his latest proposal for his manga, your delicate hands turning page after page as his green eyes hang onto your every expression.
You're strict with him and honest. Most people would probably appreciate it if their manga editor possessed such qualities. Rohan doesn’t. He hates getting told what to do. He knows he’s good. Everyone knows this. Everyone should.
Only you don’t seem to, often having suggestions or comments. He pretends like these aren’t helpful. He doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction. 
Just like now, as you propose some suggestions, pointing out some inconsistencies in the story, he just listens, his eyes gazing into yours. 
“How very helpful of you, I can really count on you, my love,” he hums, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 
You bite back a smile, standing up from the seat behind your desk, and making your way to him. You stand behind him now, your hands resting on his shoulders. His muscle tense under your touch. You dip down, letting your hands glide along his chest, playfully so. 
Rohan feels your breath on his neck and your heat on his skin, his nose filling up with your scent. 
“Oh, you know me, always at your service,” you breathe into his ear before you retreat. 
He composes himself, hurriedly standing up as well, saying goodbye to you as usual. He sees a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. He fully knows, that you just enjoyed baffling him. And he can’t seem to have anything to say, that would imply that he wasn’t. 
The moment resurfaces in his mind throughout the remaining day. 
He doesn’t know why meeting you always aggravates him so much. But this time you really were too much.
Late at night, when he’s lying in his bed, he really can’t seem to shake the memory of him. It’s like he can still feel your hot breath on his neck, your soft, inviting voice. He practically feels your hands smoothing along his chest. 
Rohan desperately tries to ignore the way his dick twitches in his boxers. He has to tell himself that he doesn’t like you. Not one bit. Not at all. He tosses and turns, throwing his blanket away, and getting up to get himself some water.
It doesn’t help. He sits at the edge of his bed, looking down at his hardened cock showing through his boxers. 
Every minute he doesn’t do anything, his longing for pleasure, for release, seems to heighten until he’s unable to hold back anymore.
Rohan tugs down his boxers, letting his cock spring into his grip. The first, slow drag of his palm along his length elicits him a gasp of relief. He lowers his gaze, watching as he drags his fist up and down his cock. 
His mind is somewhere entirely else. 
He thinks about you. About your hands on his chest, about your scent, about your sweet, honeyed voice. 
He imagines you’re here in the room with him, that it was your hand that is dragging along his weeping length. 
Rohan envisions you kneeling in front of him, your eyes peering up at him curiously before you wrap your plush lips around him. You’d look so good with hollowed cheeks and obedient eyes, bobbing your head.
“Just like that,” he mumbles. His grip grew a little tighter with each pump of his hand.
He visualizes his hand threading through your hair, pushing you to take more of him. He yearns to see tears spill from your eyes, he wants you to gag on his cock. 
“Nothing to say now, huh?” He mumbles deliriously, lost in his fantasy.
He pretends it's your mouth and throat he’s fucking into, not his own hand. A breathless moan pulled from his chest, and another bead of pre-cum dripped down his cock to ease the glide of his hurried hand. 
He can feel his impending orgasm, the way the knot in his stomach is twisting tighter and tighter with each harsh stroke of his hand.
A desperate groan falls from his mouth when he imagines your glassy eyes peering up at him. He envisions slipping his cock out of your mouth, and how you would loll out your tongue for him.
“You want that? Want me to cum all over that pretty face of yours, huh?” His voice is breathless, strained. 
A low whine rips past his chest as he practically hears your whiny, desperate “Yes.”
He cums, a drawn-out moan of your name filling up the room, as his orgasm washes over him. His thighs tremble, his abdomen tensing as his hot cum paints his hand white. 
He visualizes his spurts of cum landing on your tongue, dripping down your chin and lips, mixing in with your spit, imagining you swallowing, eagerly taking all that he gives you. 
“Good girl,” he breathes, his chest heaving with his heavy pants.
Slowly he comes back into reality as his cock softens in his hand. His dick falls heavy against his thigh, as he observes the mess he made. 
Rohan swallows, muttering to himself that he really does find you annoying. But he isn’t so sure if he can still believe this now. 
Giorno Giovanna
Giorno leans against the rough bark of the tall birch, his long legs spread on the grass. He’s letting his eye wander, observing people walking their dogs, kids playing tag, and friend groups sitting in a circle on the green grass, beer in hand.
It fulfills him with contentment, with a certain tranquility when he sees all these people that are so happy, so careless, seeming so innocent and pure. He often comes here, clearing his mind, forgetting about all his duties and stress. 
And as his gaze moves from one place to another he discovers you. As his eyes rest on you, he wonders how he could’ve been caught up in observing anything other. And now that he has seen you, how could he look away?
You’re sitting on a bench not far from him, a book in your delicate hands. Hair falls into your face, softly swaying in the breeze. He notices the corners of your eyes crinkling as you try to make out the sentences in the bright sunlight.
After a few minutes, it seems like you have given up, placing the book next to you on the bench. Your eyes fall close, soaking up the sun.
And Giorno just watches you; angling your face towards the sun, discarded book next to you, the soft breeze playing with your hair.  
He doesn’t know why he can’t seem to tear his eyes away. It calms him in a way that is hard to describe, to see you comfortable in your skin, with no trace of stress or worry painted on your face, falling into the moment, appreciating it. It touches something deep within himself. 
Giorno is mostly surrounded by hard, harsh people. Men that have killed, and will do so again. 
It’s refreshing to look at you, it makes his skin feel warmer than the sun shining upon it.
He doesn’t know how to approach you, he’s not even sure if he should. He picks up a blade of grass, letting his stand metamorphose it into a butterfly. 
The little insect reels through the air, heading for you. 
You don’t notice it until it lands on the tip of your nose. Your eyes open languidly. They grow wider as they take in the butterfly right before them.
It takes off again, fluttering a few centimeters in front of your face. Giorno watches you laugh out of surprise, your smile shining brighter than the afternoon sun.
You stretch out your hand, the butterfly landing on your finger, sitting still. The wonder in your eyes as you observe it from up close makes his heart flutter, just like the butterfly’s wings. He’s entranced, his eyes hanging onto you until you go.
And when he is back in his home, after talking to some of his subordinates, after feeling the stress and his responsibility resting on his shoulders anew he wishes he could see you. To let his gaze travel along your features, to feel this tenderness washing over himself again. 
He leans back in his chair behind his desk, picturing you. How your eyes widened in surprise upon gazing at the butterfly, how your delicate hand waved through the air, how your skin glowed in the sun. 
Giorno can’t help wondering how soft your skin would feel against his lips, imagining kissing your shut eyes, pressing feathery kisses onto every centimeter of your face until his ears pick up your soft giggles. He would pull away, his nose nearly touching yours, his hands cradling your cheeks, watching the creases at the corner of your eyes deepening. 
This is harmless. This is okay. 
But his mind can’t stop running. He can’t stop his thoughts from wandering, from imagining himself pressing tender kisses along your jaw, your throat, along your breasts. 
He thinks about taking your nipple into his mouth, softly sucking, noticing your breath deepening, his other hand kneading your other breast.
Giorno gulps, his blood rushing down his body. He imagines moving further down, a trail of kisses along your waist, your stomach, along your thighs.
His breath hitches, feeling his dick straining against his pants. He wonders how your pussy would look, how sweet you would taste, as his tongue laps at your folds. 
His chest burns with desire, his cheeks hot as he just can’t shake these thoughts off.
Reluctantly, he gives in to his urges. He tugs down his pants and boxers, his hand wrapping around his hardened cock. 
His head rests against his chair. His eyes drifted shut, to visualize you more clearly. He sees you in front of him, your unbelievable eyes staring up at him, slightly widening as he sinks into your wet pussy, his cock being encompassed by your warm, tight walls. A sigh drops from his lips.
His thumb swipes across his slit, collecting the bead of pre-cum that has gathered there. Slowly, he starts to drag his hand along his length, pumping into his swollen tip, before repeating the gesture. With each pass, his grip grows a little bit tighter, and his fantasies a little dirtier. 
He imagines it's your pussy that is wrapped so tightly around his cock, not his own hand. He pictures your every expression, your eyes darkening, your cheeks burning, your plush lips dropping open, releasing sweet moans and whimpers. 
Giorno wants to see you tremble, wants to see you fall apart underneath him, because of him. He mimics the slow and deliberate thrust with his hand, before increasing his pace. A drawn out, breathless moan escapes his parted lips.
He yearns to see the surprised look in your eyes, the little frown on your face, as he throws your legs over his shoulders, thrusting even deeper into you. 
He would fuck you until you quiver underneath him, until your voice is hoarse until you can’t see straight, until you’re a mess, gushing all over his cock. He would fuck you until you’re satisfied. 
Only then he’ll let himself succumb. A groan rips past his heaving chest as he imagines your pussy clenching down on him greedily, urging him to spill every drop of his hot cum deep within you. 
With that thought in his mind, with him envisioning your sloppy pussy fluttering around his dick, he cums. A groan drops from his lips, his fist squeezing a little tighter, concentrating on his swollen tip as his orgasm washes over him.
He envisions himself buried deep inside of you, his cock throbbing with each rope of hot cum he fills you up with.
Shallowly he rides out his high, his body twitching helplessly as his ropes of creamy cum drip down his thick shaft and onto his hand, imagining your pussy milking him dry.
He’s breathless, his chest heaving with pants, as he lets go of himself. His gaze drops onto his soiled hand. 
Giorno wonders how such a sweet and tender thing as you could lead him to do such lascivious things. 
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how they carry you/you them (ultimate edition)
Pairings: Jonathan x reader, dio…x reader?Joseph x reader, Ceaser x reader, jotaro x reader, polenarff x reader, Avdol x reader, josuke x reader, Rohan x reader.
Warnings: weird, partial fluff, partial crack, idk, dio?, tired at Rohan’s.
Notes - for all the love on the Bucci gang edition!<3
Jonathan Joestar
Gotta be Bridal style
The og gentleman
Very traditional
He just loves to carry you he would carry you always if he could.
He’ll probably spin you around too, he’s just so sweet!
Carrying him
I mean if you insist!
It’s quite unusual in Victorian society so he’s a bit befuddled.
But if it pleases you then go ahead!
Dio Brando…
He’s just gonna be a manhandler.
He’s not sweet or nice, none of that lovey dovey stuff he’s gonna do what he wants.
He’ll carry you, drag you, whatever, he fr doesn’t care.
Not very romantic.
Carries you however he wants even if it’s never been heard of.
Kinda possessive, he might squeeze you tight if others look at you.
Touchy.
Honestly bad overall, but you dio simps probably don’t care, that’s why you like him after all! (Affectionate)🥰
Carrying him
He expects this, don’t be daft.
And he’s not gonna make it easy.
He might even make u carry him on a throne, after all he’s dio and it’s what he deserves.🤷🏽‍♀️
Joseph Joestar
To put it simply, he’s a troll.
Every time he carries you, he’ll pick you up bridal style and secure you in his arms, and only once you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck or have gotten comfortable he’ll either a) pretend to drop you (if he’s feeling kinder) or b) actually drop you.
Then he’ll laugh rambunctiously.
“C’mon babe, ya fall for it every time and it gets funnier every t-“
“Jojo!”
“ ouch my ear! ‘m sorry!”
Seems like the kinda guy who likes to carry you whilst doing squats or other gym activities just to show off his strength, he especially loves it if it gets a ride out of you.
Overall annoying
Will not put you down.
Likes to make you squirm by carrying you with one arm and touching/tickling your feet like the weirdo he is.
Kinda touchy.
So so annoying.
Will definitely show off in front of Caeser
Carrying him
Never offer
He gets even more annoying.
As soon as you've picked him up, he'll make himself as heavy as he can and literally drop all his weight on you just so you struggle.
And he's so audacious and sassy.
He'll taunt you with comments like, "oh, is that struggling I see, huh? You insisted on carrying me so chop chop."
He even snaps his fingers at you.
Just drop him.
Caeser Zeppelli
Hm, ever the charmer isn’t he?
You just know he absolutely loves carrying his s/o.
It’s obvious knowledge that he has a notorious history of being a playboy, and because of his experience with women, he knows what women like, what little gestures make them blush, how they prefer to be held etc.
So he’s going to put the knowledge he’s accumulated on you, he wants to make you swoon.
He somehow manages to always gets the timing right too, he will literally sweep you off your feet like Prince Charming.
He’ll probably want to kiss you too and like pull you really close to his chest.
He definitely wants a s/o who gets easily flustered when he carries them! No matter if you cover your face, blush, squirm he doesn’t care, he wants that reaction!
“Caeser put me down!” You whisper-shouted, trying and failing to push him away, you were literally in front of Lisa Lisa!
He kissed your neck chastely, “why Cara? I quite like you in my arms.”
“Mpmph!”
Likes to show off in front of Joseph.
Carrying him
He’ll blush out of surprise.
It’s feels so foreign to him, he’s not quite sure if he likes it!
He’ll definitely be more vulnerable to getting flustered!
Overall, he prefers to do the flustering and carrying.
Kujo Jotaro
Listen, I’m not even going to lie, you’re probably going to have to jump/floor him to get him to carry you…
Or you’re going to have to annoy him 24/7 so he considers it, just so he can get you to finally shut up.
“Jojo, Jojo, Jojo, please! I really really love you jojo! And you would do the same if you love meee-!”
Literally knocks you off of your feet.
Might just leave you on the floor.
Or he’ll hold you for one second, the drop you (heart eyes).
Jump on his back and you’ll get a piggy back for like 5 seconds or something before he pushes you off.
Small bonus! Part 4 jotaro! (+ jolyne)
Becomes more open to carrying you.
Still would rather not but if you insist fine.
He’ll brashly pick you up, stand still and hold you bridal style.
Baby Jolyne will make grabby hands and he’ll pick her up with one hand and carry you and her both.
Carries both you and baby Jolyne like sacs of potatoes.
Will put baby Jolyne on his shoulders.
Carrying him
Don’t try it, he’s got good reflexes, you might get knocked out.
He’ll probably wobble around because he doesn’t get carried.
Hates it.
Jean-Pierre Polnareff
My babygirl.
He’s such a romantic.
He just wants to pamper you and spoil you by making you not have to do anything ever, including walking!
“Ma Cherie! Please, don’t dirty your beautiful shoes in that puddle, allow me.”
Loves the feel of you close to him.
Wants you to jump on him, in his arms, any place any time.
Lil bit touchy.
He’ll speak to you in French too even if you can’t understand it (especially if you can’t) just to make you swoon more.
Sometimes he’ll carry you and dance just because.
Just lifts you when he’s extremely happy.
Give him affection!
Carrying him
If you love it he loves it.
He doesn’t care he just wants you to be happy.
Surprised at your strength though!
And he becomes very blushy too.
Avdol
You gotta be practical with him.
He won’t refuse but he certainly won’t endorse it unless you both have privacy, he’s not a fan of pda unlike others on here (cough Caeser, Joseph and Polenarff).
He’ll carry you if you’re injured though, and he’ll be so tender, making sure not to hurt you.
In terms of carrying you, he prefers the more romantic side of things such as carrying you to bed.
Although if you want to be silly and like do challenges he may indulge you once or twice even though he may not be so fond of such things.
One thing is though you absolutely cannot get caught by Joseph! He wouldn’t be able to handle the teasing!
Carrying him
The first time you attempt it, he’ll definitely grip you tightly out of surprise.
“Oh my!”
The look of pure shock on his face is so cute.
He might ask you to put him down after a while though.
He may let you carry him once or twice more.
The best Jojo Higashkiata Josuke
Similar to Mista, he LOVES to carry you in any way he can.
Like he’ll tackle you in order to carry you, in fact a lot of the time him carrying you stems from you and him play fighting.
His favourite way to carry you is putting you on his shoulder and doing whatever he wants, like he might even put you on his shoulder then go about having a normal conversation with okuyasu???
I can’t get this out of my head but I envision running at you at max speed and just picking you up, putting you on his shoulder and continuing running.
And the reason varies like sometimes it’s valid like kira will be in the vicinity and other times it’s so random.
“Oh shi- [name]! We have to go we’re gonna be late to meet my mom at the dentists.”
Carrying him
Again you’ll probably struggle.
And he’ll laugh at you and tease you.
Maybe even take a picture.
This is the time for him to relax, y’know?
He’s shameless too, like he’ll call okuyasu whilst you struggle and be like “you got this babe, anyway…”
If Rohan ever sees this is just another reason on the list of why he doesn’t like Josuke.
Kishibe Rohan
No.
He doesn’t have time for such trivial things, he’s got to work on things such as his manga.
This is something that idiot Josuke would do, not him.
But then he remembers that you’re his s/o and this will make you really happy, so he sighs and closes his sketchbook and indulges you.
Keeps it short and sweet.
When he puts you down they’ll be a couple of lingering touches.
Throw your arms around his neck, and kiss him, and tell him how much you love him then he’ll indulge you more.
Carrying him
Absolutely not, will jump out of your hold immediately and scowl.
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randoimago · 6 months
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Reacting to S/O With a Sentient Stand
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
Character(s): Josuke Higashikata, Koichi Hirose, Okuyasu Nijimura, Kishibe Rohan
Type of Request: Headcanons
Note(s): So this was a request I had in drafts but accidentally posted before it was finished. Basically it was Josuke, Rohan, Okuyasu, and Koichi reacting to S/O (platonic for Koichi) with a sentient stand (like the stand had its own personality and bickered with S/O)
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Josuke
I feel like how he reacts really depends when it comes to your stand. Sometimes he finds it amusing how you two bicker like siblings. Other times, he wants your stand to piss off so he can make out with his partner.
Probably makes it clear that he's dating you and not your stand. Doesn't care about your stand's sentience except when it comes to your safety and the relationship you and him have. So yeah, there's boundaries that will be set when it comes to your stand.
I mean, it's bad enough that his mom yells at him to keep the bedroom door open or interrupts when he's ready to kiss you. Having your stand making comments will make him lose it. (he loves you, but he cannot control himself if your stand mentions his hair)
Koichi
He's curious about your stand because it's similar to his in how it talks. Of course, he thinks he gets along better with Echos (even though the stand could be better at explaining things).
Has tried to have conversations with your stand before, only to be taken aback by how different it is to you. Not that that's a bad thing! It's just intriguing to him.
Is a bit worried for you and your stand. Sometimes the bickering sounds like it's going to escalate and he doesn't want you to be harmed by your own stand. Let him get Josuke real quick before you start actually fighting please.
Okuyasu
Immediately tries to get his own stand to talk. He's only seen Koichi's stand talk and it mostly cusses. Okuyasu finds it wild that you can have full conversations with your stand and he tries to get The Hand to do the same.
Probably pouts that he can't talk to his stand, but you're quick to reassure him because your stand has terrible opinions. To which your stand pipes you and it starts an argument that Okuyasu has no problem stepping in and giving his opinion.
Like Josuke, Okuyasu will find it a bit annoying when he wants to give you some loving and your stand pipes up to be annoying. He has forgotten all about kissing you because he started a conversation with your stand instead.
Rohan
It inspires Rohan to outline a new character in his manga or maybe even have some spinoff series for a side character in his manga.
Might ask a question just to get you to bicker with your stand. He wants to see exactly how sentient your stand is.
Rohan has probably asked to use his stand on you to see if he's able to also change how your stand acts. It wouldn't be a permanent change, but he really wants to see what is possible with your stand.
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how they'd comfort you
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✢ pairing: Duwang Gang (Josuke, Okoyasu, Koichi, Rohan, Jotaro) x Reader
✢ contents: how the gang would comfort you in their own way
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Josuke
"If you're feeling down, just remember that you're not alone. We all go through tough times, but I know you have the strength to get through it. And hey, if you need someone to lend a hand or an ear, I'll be there for you. You're my friend after all.”
-Josuke is naturally friendly and approachable, so I think he would create a comfortable and safe atmosphere for you person to express your feelings.
- Would actively listen to your concerns and feelings without interrupting, showing genuine interest in what you have to say. He would also validate your emotions and let you know that your feelings are understood.
- Josuke would definitely perform small acts of kindness or use his Stand to help improve your surroundings, creating a positive and uplifting environment.
- While Josuke is compassionate, he can also be pretty practical. He might offer actionable advice or suggestions to help you cope with their emotions and work through their difficulties, so be ready to put some work in your emotional baggage. -Josuke has a playful and goofy side, and he might try to lighten the mood by cracking a joke or sharing a funny story. There might even be a hug, a pat on the back, or simply lend his shoulder depending on your relationship and your boundaries.
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Okuyasu
"Don't beat yourself up too much. We all make mistakes and have our moments of weakness. But you're a good person, I can just feel that. I've got your belly, and together, we'll make it through anything."
-Okuyasu would offer his presence as a calming and reassuring point, letting you know that he's there to support you.
- He is pretty honest and straightforward, so he might express his concern directly. Would listen attentively to your worries and feelings, allowing you to express themselves without judgment.
- Okuyasu might use simple yet sincere words to provide you comfort. Please excuse, he can be a bit aloof at times.
- Despite all that, he might share his own experiences of overcoming challenges or difficult times to show that he understands what you're going through.
- Might offer a supportive gesture like a friendly pat on the back, a reassuring hand on the shoulder or offering a snack. - Would definitely hype you up and remind you of your strengths and encouraging you to keep going.
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Koichi
"You're going through a tough time right now, right? Remember, it's okay to feel the way you're feeling. You're not alone in this.”
- Koichi has a calm and soft-spoken demeanor, which would create a soothing atmosphere for you.
- He would listen carefully and attentively to your troubles.
- Koichi would express empathy by acknowledging your emotions and letting you know that he understands how you feel.
- He might share his own moments of vulnerability and personal struggles to create a sense of connection and show that everyone goes through difficult times. (*looks over to Yukako*)
- Koichi is known for his encouraging and motivational speeches. He would likely offer words of encouragement to boost your spirits and confidence.
-  He might perform small acts of kindness to show his support, such as bringing a comforting beverage or offering to spend time together doing something enjoyable.
- Koichi will help you recognize your own worth and help you see yourselves in a more positive light.
- However, he would be mindful of your boundaries and comfort level, ensuring that he doesn't push too hard or intrude on your space.
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Jotaro
“Listen, I get it. Life throws some heavy stuff at us sometimes. But you've got to remember, you're tougher than you think. No matter how bad things seem, you've got the power to push through. Take a deep breath, focus on what you can control, and tackle your problems head-on.”
- I feel that Jotaro's calm demeanor would provide a stabilizing influence, you feel more at ease.
- He would likely address your emotions directly once they're out in the open, acknowledging your feelings and showing his genuine concern.
- Jotaro might provide practical solutions or advice on how to address the source of the person's distress, focusing on actions you can take to improve the situation.
- This guy will definitely highlight his own determination and persistence in the face of adversity, inspiring you to adopt a similar mindset.
-Jotaro might offer a reassuring pat on the shoulder or a subtle gesture to show that he's there for you, even if he doesn't like to express his emotions verbally that much.
-Would assure you that he's there for you and will support you in any way he can, even if his approach is more understated.
- Despite his reserved nature, Jotaro would listen attentively to your concerns and give you the space to express yourselves.
- Since he´s very smart, he could help you analyze the situation and think through possible solutions with you, if that's in your boundaries.
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Rohan
“Well, well, well, it seems you've found yourself in quite the predicament, haven't you? But let me tell you, challenges like this are what shape us, what make us who we are. Embrace the discomfort, the uncertainty. It's a goldmine for inspiration and growth.” -Rohan would likely use his observational skills to understand your feelings and emotions. He might pay close attention to your body language, expressions, and actions to gain insight into what you're experiencing. -Rohan is known for being straightforward, honest and sometimes quite of an ass, so he would likely address your emotions head-on, without much care for your ego.
-Heaven's Gate allows him to delve into people's memories and emotions. If you're up for it, he might use his stand to help you see the situation from a different angle, or even overwrite it completely. With your full consent only, that is.
-He´s a talented manga artist, so he might use his artistic skills to create a piece to lift your spirit.
-While our pretty boy can be blunt, he also has moments of understanding. He might gently encourage you to confront your emotions and work through them, emphasizing the importance of self-awareness and growth.
-Despite his eccentric personality, Rohan would likely respect your boundaries and not push them too far if you're not ready to open up or accept comfort.
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dollwritesarchive · 1 year
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𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 — 𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), this is a dark fic, yandere!rohan, improper use of heaven’s door, toxic relationship, forced consent, creampie mention, suggested mindbreak, all characters featured are 18+
𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3
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“That’s perfect,” Rohan crooned, the only sound audible over the scribbling of his rapid sketching. his emerald eyes coruscate as he admires the vulgar visage you had no choice but to display for him. “Keep that pitiful expression.”
your face was flushed, cheeks hot and eyes glassy. there was a minuscule puddle of drool on the floor underneath your jaw. your eyebrows are cinched together, teeth sank into your lower lip as you muffle the pathetic whines that can’t seem to end. you’re panting, and so is he, because he’d practically ripped himself off of you and stumbled over to his desk to grab his supplies. the muscles in your toes were cramped up where they’d been curled so tightly, your thighs trembling, but you keep them spread wide as your knees ache, planted firmly on the hard floor. “Roh—“
Rohan cut you a warning glare, pursing his lips, “Shh, sh sh, shh,” the tip of the pen screams as it shoots across the sketch pad, “keep your mouth slack, just like before. Talking will only soil the realism. If I don’t capture this look on your face right now, I might simply go insane.” you could tell by the twinkle of obsession in his eyes, that he wasn’t exaggerating.
but still, you longed to move. to stretch your cramping muscles, to pick your sore cheek off the side of the hard floor. you could still feel Rohan’s foot planting it there, smearing his sole over your face and applying enough pressure on your head to make you dizzy. “W—when can I get up?”
“Spread your ass cheeks.” he barked, ignoring you, brows furrowed in concentration. “Show me the damage I’ve done already.”
eliciting a pathetic and hardly audible whine of subservience, your hands move before your brain can catch up with the demand, prying your globes apart and, thus, allowing a gush of cocktailed release — both Rohan’s and yours — from your cunt. it was spasming, milking nothing, and each time you clenched, you snagged your lip with your teeth. it’s not like you wanted to enjoy how roughly Rohan fucked you, or how sloppy he wanted his muse to be. you didn’t want to cum when he hurt you, but you didn’t have a choice. you couldn’t fight what had been etched into your psyche, literally.
Heaven’s Door. that’s what he’d called it when he explained it to you; an ability that only he possessed. you couldn’t see these powers, but somehow, you knew he wasn’t lying to you.
and you’d seen him use it before — bizarrely enough, though, trying to recall those moments were impossible.
Rohan promised never to use Heaven’s Door on you, but that was before you tried to leave him.
now, you didn’t have to ask him how he could make you do things even though you didn’t want to do them, or why you had blank patches in your memory all the time. even if you wanted to, you couldn’t fix your mouth to form the questions. he had, somehow, used his ability on you, and was keeping you muzzled and obedient now. with no freedom in sight.
Rohan moans out loud, clenching the pen in his hand when he sees the delicious destruction, “That’s it!” he cries, and you could see his cock, still hard and throbbing, beading with more spunk. he wants to grab himself and milk the rest of it out of him, you can tell, but to let go of his pen would mean he would lose the momentum at which he was creating a mirror of your position. “That’s exactly what I want to see, your body fucked out and shaking, your mind slipping, little by little. I’m going to fuck you stupid before long, and I’ll be able to immortalize that, too— once I’ve turned you into my brainless, little fuck doll. Look at how pretty you look.”
Rohan leans forward, flipping the pad around to show you, and you want to be humiliated. no, more than that, you want to cry. reduced to little more than his pathetic possession, you stare at the equally helpless girl in black and white on the paper. she looks less alive than you thought you did, less herself— or, yourself. were you becoming that? were you losing… you?
“I don’t…” your mouth fights each syllable, trying to keep you from speaking. “I don’t like…. This….”
for a moment, Rohan’s brow arches, and he tears the portrait from the pad, tossing it into a stack of at least a hundred more that were similar. all of you. fucked. ruined. “Oh?” he inquires, half taunting, “you’re unhappy?”
yes. god, yes. please, let your lips work with you. “Y—yes…” you wished you could use your hands to push up off the floor, but they don’t want to obey as easily as your mouth, one slipping forward to plug your desperate opening with two fingers, and you whimper. “I want…” to go home! for you to let me go! help! all of these were options that you tried to force to the edge of your tiers, but none found themselves upon them, and instead, your fingers pumped into you, curling at the knuckle, and your mouth betrayed your mind, “I want you to fuck me, Rohan. Again, and again, and again. I want to lose my mind on your cock…”
no! no, no, no!
at the very least, please let me keep my mind!
“Take everything from me. I want to belong completely… to you.”
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overtaken-stream · 9 months
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``U`` in Art
Gn!Reader
! !NSFW! !
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Find Urself a guy so enticed with U that he'll learn to draw hUman anatomy as correctly as possible, who gains an Understanding of color theory, who tries his hardest to shade the skin, who Uses coUntless references of different people from all aroUnd the world and pUts himself in a position where the simplest of insecUrities become beaUty in his eyes, so desensitized to the real world and the thoUghts of others. Only to draw U,,,,
U with the nervoUs glances, U with the sparks of confidence, U with smarts, U with the body that U possess, U with the glowing skin, U with blemishes, U with scars, U with the signatUre grin, U with tears of happiness, U with sadness inclosed, U with so mUch secrets, U with an open heart, U with stretch marks, U with colors of the rainbow, U with the natUre itself, U with the everlasting eyes that lead to Ur heart, U with silence, U,,,,U,,,
However, no amoUnt of skill can captUre the charm, no amoUnt of brUsh strokes can ever compare to the real U, no amoUnt of practice can portray the love he has 4 U, no amoUnt of stUdying will ever compare to the time he spent stUdying U. No canvass will fit the love he has 4 U.
None will be able to captUre U in a box of white. Yet he makes a fUtile effort with scenarios in his imagination that will never be accUrate. The jealoUsy that takes root has no reasons, nor is it based on reality, yet his thoUghts run wild, so does his imagination.
He fantasizes Until a piece is born, a piece entirely consUmed and concocted by lUst. Depicting U in Ur most vUlnerable state.
The gUilty heart thUmps against his ribs as he continUes to shade Ur bottom in tints he can only imagine the real thing is. The organ beats loUdly in his ears, flUshed with the act he refUses to halt, the pink hUe decorates his face the longer the stays in place. Addams apple moves along his gUlps of saliva as sweat travels down from his temple. Dry tongUe slides across his lips.
This piece will never be hUng on the walls, yet the shamefUl act of drawing lewd makes him freeze as if an aUdience is watching and observing. It woUld have been fine if not for the fact that Ur the one on display. It flares an Unpleasant emotion inside of him. Anger, jealoUsy. He is aware It's nonsensicle.
The way he shifts his arm is robotic and he gets lost in the colors, Until it's time to add the glint on Ur Sex, erm,,,, Ur sex from his fantasy anyway.
A thought rUns across his mind that stops him of filling you with colors.
And he debates for a second.
ShoUld he stain this already sedUctive piece with his colors filling the insides of you?
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↳Noriaki Kakyoin, Rohan Kishibe (jjba), Yuuta Okkotsu(jjk), Portgas D. Ace, Sanji (op), Yushiro(kny), Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein(aot), Genos(opm), Shinji Ikari(ng:e), Tamaki Suoh(ohshc), Aquamarine Hoshino(oshi no ko), Kurapika Kurta, Leorio (hxh).
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blkluci · 11 months
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➜ ➜ ➜ anime boys + old twerk songs
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jojo bizarre adventure edition ! pt.1?
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JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA + throw sum mo
invited to a party with your boyfriend, you were throwing ass to ‘throw sum mo’ by Rae Sremmurd. the smell of weed and adult beverages saturated the atmosphere. cheers from everyone egged josuke on from behind you, smacking your ass and moving his hips against yours. using your right hand as leverage on the wooden floor you threw it in circles onto your man. the intoxication and attention was causing him excitement. his right hand found placement on your left hip and used it as leverage to pull you back onto him. his hips rolled in a sensual way, pelvis slowly digging in your clothed cunt. no one knows but you and josuke were secretly getting off of this and were gonna continue after this.
OKUYASU NIJIMURA + gas pedal
in the club with okuyasu, you were having the time of your life. the dj was spinning ‘gas pedal’ by Sage The Gemini causing everyone in the club to start cheer and get ready for what was about to go down. in your own booth with your boyfriend, after taking your fourth shot, you spread his legs and turned. you sat on his strong lap and perked out your ass with your hands on his knees. he knew what time it was and slouched on the couch pushing his hips into your soft ass. slightly lifting your body and dropping it, your ass jiggled onto him from the force. he takes his hand using it to grab and slap your ass cheeks as you leaned forward in front of him and moved it side to side. there was a rise in his pants from the arousal he was experiencing. he’s definitely finna see that naked later.
ROHAN KISHIBE + bandz a make her dance
yeah, he definitely throwing bandz for you. giving your man a personal lap dance, you wore a lace set while you was making it clap in front of him. you held onto the pole as were bent over making your ass cheeks collide every time you moved your hips up and down. the clapping sound echoing along to the claps in the song. smirking and admiring your every move, he made it rain on you. throwing money in the air and sprinkling it on you. you put your hands on your knees and make your ass move while you open and close your legs. rohan walk to you and takes a stack in hand sprinkling it all over your body. taking another stack, he smacks it on your ass and throws it into the air letting it slowly fall down.
JOTARO KUJO + birthday bitch
celebrating your birthday jotaro made a playlist of your favorite songs and this came on. looking over at him and pulling him with you to the dancefloor you got into position just like at home. shy because of the crowd he blushed but nonetheless place his hands on your hips and danced with you. your friends hyped you both up, laughing and cheering for jotaro. you moved your ass against him bouncing it up and down while you held one of his hands in yours. jotaro moved his hips against you and tapped on your ass. you whined on your waist at the slow part before bending over and shaking your ass side to side.
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Incorrect Quotes #61
Y/n : Do you take constructive criticism?
Rohan : I only take cash or credit
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milkdreams-official · 10 months
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Reading with Rohan Kishibe (Married) Headcanons
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You and your husband, Rohan, have taken the day off together. It’s a lazy afternoon and clear, warm sunlight comes through the window while the two of you cuddle and read on the couch. 
- Rohan loves being close to you, and even though he was unsure of cuddling in the beginning of your relationship, spending time with you has turned him into a dedicated and skilled cuddler. Cuddling while reading is one of his new favorite things.
- He enjoys reading with you and sharing a blanket, but he will hog the blanket from you playfully.
- He will tease you if you read too slowly or if you mess up too many times.
- While you read to him, he will play with your hair or wrap his arm around you and lean his head against you.
- If your time together is disturbed by a phone call or a visitor at the door, he will immediately take care of it and he will be very irritated.
- Sometimes, he doodles in your books.
- If you are a foodie and you get food stains and crumbs on the books when you read them, he will scold you for being careless. He will also scold you if you damage the cover or binding of the books. He will scold you for not taking care of books, he values knowledge.
- If you read to him long enough, he will drift off to sleep. If you don’t wake him up, you will be stuck in that place until he wakes up on his own because he is too heavy to move.
- When he reads to you, he will ask you questions to make sure you understand what he is reading. He will also ask you questions just to see if you know what something means even though he doesn’t even know himself. He will not admit when he does not know something, unless you pressure him a bit.
- He will start to kiss you in the middle of reading. 
- When you are finished reading together, there will be jokes, laughter, and happiness about the new things you learned together. Then, he will fall over in your lap and complain about something petty while you stroke his hair.
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worldsetfree · 3 months
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Diamond is Unbreakable × Reader: Weekends Spent in a Beautiful Duwang
(+ bonus character sprinkled in just for you!)
At last, the weekend! You have survived another horrible week and once more been set free from the confines of societal expectations. You've been feeling a bit too stressed out lately, what with the serial killer and all... But what better way to relax than with some quality time with your beloved?
(I hope y'all enjoy these small slices of life! Feedback is welcome. These broader headcanons are really helping me ease into where I want to go.)
Higashikata Josuke
Great! He has to do some chores first or his mom will kill him, but he's been craving some TLC time with you.
He's kind of a homebody, so expect a day spent playing video games (cute couch co-op is exactly the kind of aesthetic he lives for), watching TV, and having snacks.
Loves physical contact. Will wrap his arms around you, soft kisses on your skin. Wishes you could stay the night and cuddle.
Super shy at school the next week. His friends will tease him about it.
Nijimura Okuyasu
"Oh, let me see if Josuke is free!" "No, no, no, babe. Let's take time for you and I."
When he finally gets the idea, his first suggestion is of course: going to Tonio's. It's up to you if you want to experience *that* with him, but either way a dinner date sounds like a great idea.
Okuyasu wants to be a gentleman this evening. Does his best, in his own way. Dresses up for you. "Oh, you look really hot tonight!" Holds open the door open for you. He'll get the cheque, he's rich now! (Excuse me, what?)
Is going to call Josuke and tell him all about it when he gets home. "Oi Josuke, I think I'm in love!" Josuke lives for it.
Kishibe Rohan
No. He's busy. Wait, you're serious? Oh shit, he feels kinda bad now.
You convince him to go on a cute picnic date in the park under the guise of people-watching for more inspiration.
Rohan's mind is more captivated by experiences than images. He finds himself noticing how the other couples act and decides to do some research. Holding your hand makes his heart flutter like a dove's wings. Kissing you is mental anethestic and fireworks all at once.
The manuscript he sends to his editor that week is notably more optimistic than usual. Pink Dark Boy won't be singing from the rooftops, but at least Rohan understands what's inspired the stupid cliché now. And he wants more and more exposure to this feeling.
Kujo Jotaro
He's tired and stressed out. Please take him away from this town, he actually really needs it. You both do, really. Responds to your request with an indifferent grunt. He's in.
Usually, he'd take you to the beach, but he's hit a snag with his thesis and if he sees those starfish right now he might just pull his hair out. And we wouldn't want anything to happen to his handsome locks.
Surprisingly spontaneous when he wants to be. "Let's go to Tokyo, I want you to meet someone."
The drive is peaceful and quiet. He's a great listener, but still not the best communicator. For example: he won't tell you until you get there that your lunch date will involve meeting his mom for the first time.
Bonus:
Tonio Trussardi
This sweet man takes a day off from his restaurant and invites you to his home. Greets you with flowers and wine.
Very excited to show you his garden. Look at his tomatoes!! Humble but oh so proud of the fruits of his labour.
Thinks the most romantic thing you two can do together is cook. But it's his day off? He doesn't mind! He loves his craft! Wants to hold your hands and teach you how to properly julienne a pepper.
Lives for that reaction when you take that first bite. Might use Pearl Jam to make it that much better for you. Domesticity makes him want a life with you.
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neeuqiakeht · 4 months
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Josuke, about Rohan: He's a walking red flag!
Y/N: Good thing red is my favorite color.
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sovereignjojoz · 1 year
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hi! i really enjoyed your headcanons about the Bucci gang and reader with a scary but nice Stand. would it be okay if i request that same thing for Josuke, Okuyasu, Rohan, and Jotaro? :D
Scary but sweet stand: part 4 edition.
Pairings: Josuke x reader, Okuyasu x reader, Rohan x reader + Jotaro x reader
Notes - I’m so sorry this request took so long anon! I’ve had writers block for a while. Hope you like it🤍
Higashikata Josuke
He jumped back and covered his eyes, your stand literally looked like something out of his nightmares.
Unfiltered, he blurted out, “the heck is that thing!”
If you become saddened by his reaction, he immediately changes his tune and puts on a lopsided grin (as best he can), he doesn’t wanna make his s/o sad.
But even so for the first few times he meets your stand he’s going to keep his distance until he gets over his wariness.
But believe you me once he’s over it there’s no separating him and your stand, like when it hovers over him he’ll become a chatterbox even though the stand can’t verbally response.
“I know! But then you won’t believe what Okuyasu did next, the idiot-”
He might punch someone if they insult your stand.
And I can’t get it out of my head that crazy diamond would love to play fight with your stand all the time.
And chase your stand around too.
Definitely has tried to play fight your stand.
Honestly your stand definitely squished cd’s cheeks in a scolding manner at some point, it’s just obsessed.
Oh, and if it wasn’t obvious before if you ever get injured the first one by your side is cd, ready to heal you.
Nijimura Okuyasu
Initial reaction: run.
He doesn’t mean to! It’s just he’s never seen a stand of the sought and he didn’t know to react so his first reaction was flight.
He definitely ran straight to Josuke’s house and Josuke gave him a look like: wtf is up with you.
After he apologises and depending on how mad you are he might take you to Tonio’s as an apology.
But when he finally warms up to your stand, he really warms up to your stand.
Like almost to the level that they’re inseparable.
He’ll use the hand to erase the distance between you guys if he thinks your too far away.
And he likes to try and scare your stand too to see the reaction it will bring out.
Probably tries to prank it too like by throwing water on it only to get scared after it reacts.
Tried to hug it a ton.
Honestly just a new bestie for him.
Kishibe Rohan
When he first met your stand, he couldn’t really hide his emotions very well.
His throat constricted and he let out a strangled gasp, just taking a long look between you and it.
He really didn’t understand, you were muse like material so what was that! Why did you manifest such a stand.
He doesn’t really sugarcoat so he might be a bit blunt!
He loves you, but not your stand (at first) so when it tries to come into contact with him he’ll dodge.
After a while though he see’s it’s not that bad and best believe if his actions are making you sad he’ll stop his diva-ish act.
He’ll pat it’s head and stuff and say thank you for all the additional acts it does.
I feel like an activity he’d like to do with your stand is clean for some reason, he likes that it’s silent and gets the job done (better than you too, he might even tell ya that!)
He loves drawing you however every one word in a while he might draw your stand too, sometimes when he thinks fondly of it, or to get character inspo since it’s so unique looking.
other times he’ll just leave a drawing around the house of it and notices how your stand jumps for joy.
Overall he does quite like your stand, but he likes you more.
Jotaro Kujo
He grimaces. Hard.
But he tries to keep a straight face and a neutral reaction as best he can, he’s seen weird stands before but yours is something he never would have even thought of.
Star platinum on the other hand mirrors his true expression.
He’s gonna act like your stand doesn’t exist for a good while as a result until your stand starts doing nice little things for him like readjusting his hat.
He’ll still act unbothered however he might give a nod of appreciation.
However one day your stand wasn’t how wrong around him like usual and immediately he noticed something was off.
He supposed he had gotten rather used to your stand assisting him he hadn’t truly approached it’s value.
Definitely see’s that your stands value in battle which makes him come to like it a lot more.
So the next time your stand was there he pat it’s back in an effort to show his appreciation.
Honestly though your stand just looks to star platinum to see his feelings and is quite pleasantly surprised to see they’re mostly positive.
Oh! And your stand most definitely plays catch with star when there’s time.
And probably also plays with it’s hair.
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randoimago · 1 year
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Can I have headcanons with Jotaro (Starlight Crusaders), Rohan and Josuke (Diamond is Unbreakable) with a s/o who's initially scared of their stand, cuz theyve never heard of it?
Helping S/O That's Scared of Their Stand
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
Character(s): Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, Rohan Kishibe
Type of Request: Headcanons
Note(s): So I kind of did this for Josuke except it was a platonic ask. There might be some similarities here because of that!
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Part 3 Jotaro
He's an asshole to many, but you're his S/O so he tries to be more on the soft side. Still a bit rough around the edges, but he tries. Although depending on how you display your fear - if you're crying a lot, for example - then he snaps at you.
Jotaro tells you it's not an evil spirit and that it actually keeps you safe. Would try to relate to you as he put himself in jail in fear he'd hurt people he cared about. But he's fine and you'll be fine too.
Might bring his own stand out to show you that you're not alone in this. It might scare you more and he'll be annoyed - mainly at himself, not you - but just to show you that he'll do his best to help you through this.
Josuke
A million questions runs through his mind because he wants to find out how you got a stand. Was it with the arrow? If so, he wants to ask about that so he can get rid of the damn thing.
But he also knows that you need comforting and not questioning so he does his best with trying to cheer you up and letting you know that you're okay and safe and fine.
He was sure as hell scared of his own stand when he first got it, but he didn't have anyone to help him through it. You have him though and he'll do his best to take care of you!
Rohan
Uses Heaven's Door to make you not afraid. Well he doesn't but he does get the temptation to do so.
Also fights the temptation to draw some manga based off of your scared expression as this does give him some ideas for a story.
Tries to explain stands to you to the best of his abilities. He thinks that if you have a better understanding (no pun intended, he'd never resort to that) then it should be less scary for you.
His stand might not be the best for training you to use yours and understand yours, so he'll ask Koichi for help. Maybe meeting other stand users would help you feel better too. At least, that's his hope.
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rougepancake · 8 months
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QUIET DOWN!!
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FT. Rohan Kishibe
WARNINGS: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Bratty sub Rohan who turns into needy sub Rohan. Gn reader, teasing, begging, using Rohan’s headband as a blindfold. Kind of weird cutoff bc I got lazy 😅
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“What more do you want from me?” Rohan grumbled, shooting you a glare as you moved to push him down onto the bed. “Don’t you think I’ve been a ‘good boy’?” He was clearly mocking you, but you didn’t care.
You had more important things to worry about.
“When are you ever a good boy, Roh?” You pulled out a pair of handcuffs out from god knows where and grabbed ahold of his wrist. Your goal was to chain him up and make him cry, mainly because he had been such a dick to you earlier while you were out.
Silence met your question, and you knew that your actions had intrigued him. There were times that he let you dominate him, and this was one of them, so he sat back and let you take control.
Which he began to regret as soon as you pulled his headband over his eyes.
“Hey now, be reasonable Y/n,” his voice quivered in anticipation, the thought of him not knowing what you’d do to him arousing him more than it should’ve.
“I’m not going to have a pain in the ass such as yourself tell me what to do, so hush it,” you snapped at him, your hands trailing down his chest slowly as you spoke. You couldn’t help but admire how slutty he looked in that crop top.
Without warning, you pulled his headband down over his eyes, rendering him helpless. He gasped in response.
“Don’t worry, Rohan. If you’re a good little mangaka, I just might remove it,” you whispered as your hand palmed his clothed erection. His hips bucked upwards almost instantly, a quiet ‘please’ falling from his lips.
Wow. That was easy.
“Speak up.” You applied more pressure, distracting him from your other hand slipping underneath his crop top once again. Experimentally, you pinched one of his nipples, amused by his whiny reaction.
“P-Please-“ he panted, gritting his teeth. “I’m sorry for how I acted earlier-! A-Ah- please fuck me-!” His words were rushed out of his mouth, and they hardly made any sense. Thankfully, you understand Rohan well enough to know what he wants.
“If you say so,” you smirked, slowly removing your hand so that you could free his strained cock.
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tonberry-yoda · 1 year
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Please could i request a Rohan and Josuke 4 smooch 💙💙💙
HECK YES YOU CAN OMFG I love these two, so I am more than happy to provide the smooches!! Please enjoy and stay super duper hydrated!!
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You were sick of Rohan ignoring you. You understood that he was a busy manga artist, but you were getting very VERY tired of his behavior lately.
You threw open the manga artists door and walked over to his desk, taking a seat.
"What are you doing?" He blinked at you, clearly very annoyed.
"Can we talk?"
"I'm busy."
"Exactly," you crossed your arms. "That's what I want to talk about."
"Listen, love, if you're asking me to give you more attention, I know. You beg for it."
"Why else would we be in a relationship?!" You threw your arms in the air.
"I like to get work done and I like to cuddle you at night."
"I want to go on a date."
Rohan huffed, but looked up at you with what looked like love. "Fine. We'll go on a date tonight."
"Finally."
"Don't think I don't love you." He placed his hand on your thigh and pressed kiss after kiss onto your lips that left you hungry for more as you left to get ready for the date.
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"Summer time sucks sometimes," Josuke groaned staring at his melted ice cream, sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Yeah, but you look all cute and hot when it's warm out." You tucked a strand piece of hair behind Josuke's ear and pressed a kiss onto his sweaty cheek.
"I don't feel hot," he pouted, licking the ice cream that was now pouring down the cone. "Well, I feel hot as in the temperature... but you know."
You laughed and pressed another kiss onto Josuke's cheek. He smiled when he did so and decided to pull you closer, despite how hot the both of you were. He pressed kisses all over your cheeks, causing both of you to be a big pile of sweat.
"Gross, Josuke!" You tried pushing his face away, but both of you knew that you didn't want that.
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pavstars · 1 year
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more rohan rambling
author’s note: the joke here is that he’s supposed to be my least favorite. so why am i writing for him again? curse you kishibe rohan!!!
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    Rohan who’s so so bad at expressing his feelings. Minimal pda in public, rare occasions where he tells you he loves you early in the mornings in bed or late at night in the kitchen, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you.
You’ll find it in the little gestures. Buying you gifts he knows you’ve been eyeing and then rolling his eyes when you bring it up. Sometimes you’ll wake up with more money than you remember in your bank account, and he’ll deny it (although who else would’ve given you so much to go out shopping with your friends?) 
    When he’s working at his desk you find yourself sitting close by, maybe reading or even sketching something yourself. You plop your legs into his lap and although he scoffs, his unoccupied hand is soon tracing circles over your ankle and tugging your chair closer to his to ask for your opinion. 
    His affection is also very teasing, doing things he knows will make your eyes light up and your cheeks grow warm. Candid sketches of you doing the most mundane of activities can be found scattered around his desk, occasionally there’ll be ones he asked you to pose for: “Mm, no raise your head a little more” “To the left…” “No too far.” then finally you angle yourself just right. “Perfect! You’re perfect! Now stay still dear.” he points his pen at you.
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