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xlxvesxckx · 1 year

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[I hope you'll love me one day]. Jotaro Kujo.

synopsis: Having a crush on someone like Jotaro was dangerous. But not because of him. It was the girls who hung around him like buzzards who would make your life hell, when all you wanted was to be loved by your friend.

warnings: bullying, violence, suicidal thoughts, angst, some comfort, jotaro being jotaro near the beginning.

Au: None Pairing(s): Jotaro Kujo x Reader Based off: Some personal experiences of mine (explain more in a/n).

A/n: I wrote this based off some experiences from Highschool of mine, I used to be bullied and I know how it felt to think no one had my back.. I wrote this as a comfort fic for myself mostly, but I know there's others who dealt with this as well. I just want you all to know that you are loved. Someone out there loves you, and if you don't think it then I'll be that person. I hope that you never feel alone again and know that you can turn to me if you ever feel down.

Heres my Kofi if ya wanna support my work! Enjoy the fanfic!

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‘There he goes…’

You sigh watching the item of your affection walking past you with his unwanted entourage.

Who was this male you may ask?

Well…

His name is Jotaro Kujo, he was the most popular boy in the school, against his will though. He was strong, known for beating up anyone who dared looked at him the wrong way.

You, were Y/n L/n, school outcast basically. You only had two friend to call your own and one was this weird ghost thing that followed you around. You called it piper, it was a pretty ghost like humanoid surrounded by music notes. It was a pale pink color and had no facial features besides a nose and mouth.

You were used to being alone, even when you went home you were alone. So to see someone like Jotaro who had people surround him effortlessly, you couldn't help but like him.

You had several classes with the male and he always peeked your interest, from the day he started back coming to school after being gone for 50 days. You saw something in him that none of the other girls saw.

And that was a normal human being.

"Oi! Y/n!"

You looked up from your spot to see Noriyaki Kakyoin coming towards you. He was one of the popular kids too, he was skilled at the arts and he was practically best friend with Jotaro.

You and him weren't best friends, but you consider Nori close enough to trust.

"Hi Nori! You need something?" You asked as your eyes wandered by over to Jotaro.

Kakyoin followed your eyes and a smirk landed on his features, one that you saw too often.

"Y/n….you already know what I'm about to say.."

"Nope. Nope. You can't make me!"

Kakyoin sighed as he sat beside you. "Come on, the two of you are practically alike! You both like peace and quiet, you both like to stay to yourself" Kakyoin was always trying to get you to admit that you liked Jotaro.

You had attempted to tell him before but that was right before he left for 50 days. When he came back, you could tell that something in him had changed. Kakyoin told you it was him being more sheltered from nearly losing some of his closest friends and family.

You chalked it up to him simply not wanting you around. Hell, you assumed he roped you in with the other girls he found annoying.

Kakyoin would try and keep your hopes up but you didn’t want to risk your feelings being hurt.

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It was white day. The day where people confessed to their crushes and gave things to the ones that they loved the most.

Your goal was to give Jotaro the sweets you’d worked so long on.

With help from Kakyoin and his mom, you managed to make several different sweets all in the shapes of marine animals since you heard about the stoic males love for marine life.

You made sure to decorate it in stars and made it a pretty black and purple box. “You know, The colors remind me a bit of Star Platinum.” You mumble to yourself and Kakyoin only chuckles at you.

Kakyoin had to basically force you to talk to Jotaro so you can get to know him better, he wanted you to be able to trust Jotaro and not see him as the big hulking brute.

The three of you bonded over being the only stands users, a fact that you guys made sure of. Kakyoin remembers the relief that washed over your face when he and Jotaro showed you their stands, it reminded you that you weren’t alone…and only solidified your crush on Jotaro even more.

“It does. Now, are you actually gonna give it to him?” Kak teases nudging you as the two of you walk to your classes. You looked down at the box in your hand before thinking about it for a second. “If i can get him alone, I will.” “You know well that we are always on the roof for lunch…You can do it then.”

You sighed as You arrived at your classroom, looking at Kakyoin, he gives you a mini salute and heirophant green gives you a little thumbs up. (Your Stand Name) echoes the same emotion that you have before you entered the classroom.

You had to make it past this class period and to lunch.

That all you had to do, seems simple enough right?

“Oh here comes the weirdo~!”

Wrong.

There was a group of three girls that made your life a living hell.

Tsubaki, Neji and Kakura.

They basically were the heads of the weird little group that follows Jotaro around all the time. And because you were a girl, that was close to Jotaro they made your life a living hell. The only other girl they tried to mess with was Evan, but she graduated and always told them off. Evan was kind of your protector and then she had the nerve to graduate.

So now you had to deal with them yourself.

When you walked into class you managed to make it to your seat but as soon as you sat down, the box you worked so hard on was quickly snatched by tsubaki.

The chemically dyed blonde held it in her hand before smirking down at you. “Aww the little weirdo has a crush? Who in the hell would like your ass at this school??”

You stood up to get it back but was forced back into your seat by Neji and Kakura.

"Wait…Is this for Kujo-San?"

"Ooo~ I think it is!"

"What makes you think Kujo-San would actually like this?"

She asked snarkily and you didn't want to answer it, but you started getting scared once you saw him walk into the classroom.

Tsubaki got this awful smirk on her face before standing up. "I'll go ask him myself~" You struggled to get up out of your seat but Neji and Kakura forced to down.

Neji getting out a switch blade before pressing it against your side.

"Move if you wanna bitch." She muttered.

You watched helplessly as Tsubaki walked up to Jotaro.

"Hiii Jojo~! Happy White Day!" She said handing the box to him. "I made this all by myself just for you, because you deserve the best~"

Jotaro raised an eyebrow before walking straight past her. He went to sit in his seat. Which was in the back row 5 seats across from you. You were surprised he even showed up today, you knew he despised this holiday so you wondered why he came.

Tsubaki stomped her foot and walked right back up to him, "Um, Jojo didn't you hear me? I made you a white day gift!" She reiterates, a bit louder this time making the male sigh.

"Yare Yare, if I ignored you then there's your fucking answer." He said coldly and Tsubaki, pouted.

"Well! Since you hated it so much, it's actually from the weirdo over there! Yea! Creepy Y/n made it! I think she's been stalking you because she mad-"

Jotaro cuts her off with a hand raise, You could feel his eyes move over to you. You froze as your eyes looked to where he was, you could see a slight dust of pink glide across his features. And as quick as it came it was gone.

"Didn't I say I don't fucking care? Get away from me." He then goes to a book he brought with him.

Tsubaki angrily looks back at you before walking back over with your box."That was all your fucking fault weirdo!" She yelled before sitting in her seat.

You sighed in relief as her two lackeys went to sit down too, leaving your box bon your desk.

You glanced back over to Jotaro only to lock eyes only to lock eyes with him.

You gave an embarrassed wave and he only gave a tilt of his hat.

That could've went way worst.

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Oh but it got worse.

After class you went to the bathroom, you wanted to make sure you looked presentable when you officially confessed to Jotaro. When you left the bathroom you went to the stairwell to get to the roof you bumped into the three stooges.

Tsubaki rolled her eyes as she walked over to you.

“Do you really think Kujo-san is gonna like you? He doesn’t like any fucking body.” She starts off rudely and you just try to ignore her, but that seemed like the wrong thing to do.

Tsubaki pulls you back by your shirt and forces you to the ground with a harsh thud. You cry out in pain as your back hits the hard. Tsubaki then reels back her foot and kicks you in the side.

“Don’t you dare turn your fucking back on me bitch!”

You curled up in a ball as her crew comes together to start kicking you, all of them yelling obscenities at you.

“Fucking Bitch!”

“Jojo will never love you!”

“Fucking weirdo!!” “Just Kill yourself already!!”

Your eyes widened at that last statement as tears started to fill your eyes. All you wanted was Jotaro to care about you. Yea he may seem standoffish, mean and rude. But you knew deep down that he was loving and cared about his friends.

All you wanted was for him to recognize you as more than a friend. Not just the weird girl who he has to save from his posse of girls every other fucking day.

You felt useless, you couldn’t even get the energy to summon your stand as you were so weak. It hurt your heart and you just wanted to cry more.

Eventually you broke out into sobs as they continued their assault on you, Kicking and punching you.

Neji landed a particularly hard kick to the back of your head causing you to scream out in pain.

Tsubaki laughed at your suffering “That’s what you fucking get for messing with whats mine!!” She screamed at you.

And as a final blow of disrespect, she opened the box of candy you spelt time lovingly making for Jotaro and dumped it out over you. She then threw the box at your head while she was laughing.

“Come on girls..I’m tired of looking at this disgusting thing.”

You hear the three of them leaving but you don’t have the energy to get up and go after them.

“Kill yourself~! You’re fucking useless Y/n. Face it. He’ll never like you.”

Your entire body hurts. You feel weak, and you feel numb. You took a few hits to the head and could feel yourself going in and out of consciousness.

You didn’t want to go out like this..but with how you feel right now.

You really wanted to.

You should’ve known better than to have feelings for Jotaro, because you didn’t have to be worried about getting your feelings hurt by him.

You had to worry about getting hurt by his fangirls.

“Y/n?..”

Your eyes start getting heavy as you see a pair of shoes coming towards you.

“Y/n! Oh my God! Jotaro get over here quickly! She’s hurt!”

It was Kakyoin and Jotaro. You thought they were already up on the roof, you weren’t expecting them to come later. You wished that they were on the roof. That way if you were severely hurt from your injuries, you would die by yourself, and not in the arms of your friends.

Your feel your body get lifted off the floor and held close to a warm body. You used the remaining part of your strength to look up, locking eyes with a…worried Jotaro?

You couldn’t even question it as you felt yourself slipping to darkness, the last thing you heard was him cursing under his breath and the sound of him running.

“Fuck..Fuck. Please don’t fucking die on me…”

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You open your eyes to darkness, looking around to see where you were.

‘Am I dreaming?’

You look down at your hands and see that you’re still in your school uniform. When you look back up you see Jotaro standing across from you with his back turned to you.

You give a weak smile before running over. “Jojo! Hey! Jotaro!” You place a hand on his back before seeing him snatch away from you. He turns to face you with a disgusted look on his face.

“Why the fuck are you touching me?”

You bring your hand with a confused look. “H-huh?..”

“Don’t you fucking huh me. Get the fuck away from me!”

He moves to walk away but you grab his arm. “Wait! Jojo we’re friends remember? Why are you acting like this??” You were on the verge of tears. You were confused you didn’t know where you were and now your friend didn’t want anything to do with you.

He scoffed before pushing you away. “Stay away from me. Do not talk to me ever again, I don’t want to be seen with you.” He started to walk away from you and you went to follow him but was blocked by an invisible barrier of some kind.

“W-wait! Jotaro Please! Please! Don’t leave me!!” You screamed banging on the barrier but it seemed he couldn’t hear you. Tears were now streaming down your face as you banged helplessly trying to get his attention, but he continued to walk away from you, not even bothering to look back.

“Please! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!!!”

You jolted awake in shock, scaring the blonde woman that was sitting at your bed side. “Oh my! You’re awake! I’ll go get Jojo!” You watched the woman hurry out the room, you could barely register what she was saying but when you heard heavy footsteps coming towards the room. You assumed she was getting someone.

When you looked to the doorway that she went through, your eyes widened as Jotaro walked through the doorway. The male walked over to you and sat down near you. “Are…Are you okay?” He asked and you nodded slowly. Jotaro let out a sigh of relief before pulling you into his arms.

He placed his face in the crook of your neck as he held you. You were about to protest before you felt something wet against your neck, “Jotar-” “Shh..Please. Just let me hold you.”

You stayed silent as he rocked back and forth with you in his arms. Jotaro soft cries filled the room and you felt awful. You couldn’t help but wrap your arms around him as best as you could.

“I thought i lost you…I thought I lost you because of those stupid fucking bitches.” You hear him mutter and he soon lifts his head to place his forehead against yours. This is an emotion you’ve never seen from the male, and it scares you a bit to be honest.

“I came so close to losing all my friends when we went to egypt. I don’t want to come home and lose you.” He raises one of his hands to cup your cheek before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on your lips. You gasp softly, your mind was freaking out, Jotaro is kissing you, he was kissing you!!

Jotaro pulls away and gives you a soft smile. “Hey, say something…I’m trying to make sure you’re alright.” You giggle softly and return the smile. “I’m alright Jojo..just a little shocked right now..after all I thought you-”

“You thought I hated you by the way I acted? Far from it. I was afraid something like this was going to happen. I knew how those girls were. I’m sorry.” Jotaro interrupts before placing your head on his chest. You could hear the soft beating of his heart and was about to talk when he beat you to it. “You hear that?..” He asks and you nods. He chuckles quietly, “That only beats for you. I’m sorry, i promise to protect you from now on.”

“I love you Y/n..”

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I want all of you to know that if you ever feel down, just know that there is someone out there that loves you. and if you think there isn't, think again because I am one of them. <3

I love you all, take care of yourself please and have a good day/night/afternoon.

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stardustwritings · 1 year

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Hi Star, I was wondering if you can write for Leon x Fem reader where the reader and Leon are on mission together to save Ashley during RE4. Leon and reader are in love with each other but they haven't confessed until reader almost dies.

If not that's okay. Have a nice day/night :)

Resident Evil Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader: “You can’t die on me yet!”

Warings: Spoilers for RE4 Remake, Violence, Guns, Drowning, Almost dying.

Pronouns: (She/Her)

A/N: Hi! Thank you so so much for requesting you’re my second request and I’m so excited!! I really really hope you enjoy this fic and I hope to get requests from you in the future. Thank you! Also I’m sorry for the wait, i’ve been so busy. I promise any future requests will not take this long 😭

Running through the graveyard, you and Leon run for the gate just ahead that lead to the church. With a grunt Leon pushed the gate open and then closed as you went ahead to the second gate in front of the door inside. You shook it a couple times trying to get it open.

“Damn it- Leon it’s locked.” You said looking at him over your shoulder. He started to walk up behind you, he had a look in his eyes as he shook his head.

“But of course. Because when would the two of us ever get a break?” He said with a sigh. His comment made you smile slightly. He was correct of course, the two of you haven’t had a break since you’ve got here. The only thing close to one is the time you’ve spent with the merchant, talking and shopping, without him this trip would of been much worse.

“Well… Let’s call Hunnigan. Might be a good idea to update HQ anyway.” You said leaning back against the gate and looking up at the sky. Leon nodded his head at your words.

“You’re probably right…” He breathed out then placed his finger to his ear and called, “Conder One and Robin Two to Roost. The church is sealed up.”

”And Baby Engle?…” ‘Roost’ or Hunnigan asked in reply.

“Negative. We haven’t found her, yet. This place is locked up tighter than knox…” You told her joining the conversation.

“I see. I can think of one reason they’d want to do so.” Said Hunnigan, they could hear light typing from her keyboard through her mic as she spoke.

“So can I. She’s definitely in there. And we’ll find a way in, one way or another. Conder One and Robin Two out.” Leon told the woman before ending the call. You looked at him standing up straight and going to his side.

“Do you really think she’s in there?…” You asked placing a hand on his shoulder. He paused at your touch and looked you in the eyes. His look made you pause in return. You loved his eyes, and his hair and his jokes and his-… Well you loved him.

You met him after the Raccoon City incident , both of you were survivors. How you managed to survive is a different story, but soon after you found yourself working for the government and meeting the blonde in front of you. Training was a nightmare, but having Leon made it so much better.

“(Y/N)?… Did you here me?” Leon asked titling his head as he looked at you. You removed your hand and gave him a nod looking away to the church.

“Yeah sorry- I zoned out a little uh… Let’s find a way inside.” Your voice was hush as you walked to the side of the church following the wall. Leon watched you go for just a moment before following not wanting you to be left alone.

It didn’t take long for you both to found a small room on the side that was unlocked. It wasn’t connected to the main church but there could be clues on how to get in. Looking around for supplies and answers, Leon’s eyes land on a map and a small note.

“This here says that the key is being held in a cave on the lake-“ He said taking it off the wall then looking at you.

“Then we’ll go to the lake. The signs around said it was just through the gate next door. It’s locked but…” Your eyes landed on a trapdoor in the corner of the room. “I think there may be a way around.” Leon walked up and opened it, shining his flashlight down the hole before looking at you.

“Well… Ladies first.” He said giving a half smirk. You playfully rolled your eyes walking up to him.

“Oh why thank you, what a gentleman.” You said walking pass him and starting to climb down the ladder. You faced him as you descended down, he chuckled softly.

“And watch your step too-“ He said as he made his way down after you, “I won’t be able to catch you from up here-“ He told you smiling.

Shaking your head you left the male on the ladder and followed the light at the end of the small cave, it lead to the other side of the gate just next to the church. You unlocked it just in case then looked to Leon.

He nodded his head down the path then started to walk that way, following you looked around at the world around you. If the people here weren’t crazy infected monsters then this would be like a vacation. Thinking about it you’d love to go on a vacation with Leon. You both needed some time together. You- Your happy thoughts were cut off as Leon put an arm over you and held you back as he peaked over a corner.

“Hostiles… Get your gun.” He whispered softly. You ignored the warmth in your cheeks as you nodded getting it ready. Leon took the first shot and the two of you went into battle. And battled and battled and battled. You were just lucky that he was here to have your back. He always is, it’s one of the reasons you loved him so much.

Throughout the whole fight Leon would warn you if someone was behind you, call out whenever something was thrown your way and freed you from anyone who laid their hands on you. You did the same for him. It’s why you were put on this mission together. It’s why they always put you both together, because you work perfectly together.

That work and care got you through the some cliff side area and through the quarry to thankfully, the merchant. The merchant was glad to see you two, welcoming the both of you in from your battles. You and Leon look at each other with a sigh of relief and buy anything that looked important. After saying your goodbyes you both continued forward.

“He’s always there when we need him.” You mumbled as you stepped out. Leon nodded a bit looking at you then smiled a little.

“Yeah I bet you loveee seeing your boyfriend~” He joked laughing a bit as you playfully hit his arm.

“Oh ha ha. Very funny but he’s not my type Leon.” You replied walking up to a fence blocking off a drop. Placing your arms on the railing you look out over the lake as Leon wondered what your type was exactly. “Hey- there’s some people in the water- On a boat.” You called to Leon as he walked over.

The two of you watched as they dumped a body in the water.

“Fuck…” Leon mumbled and then two seconds later the body was eaten by a large creature they only got to see for just a moment. The two of you stood silently knowing what would come next.

“That um… Cave we have to go there is-…there’s a walk way right?…” You were sheepish as you glanced at Leon. All he did was point to the little docking area across from them. “… Great.” You mumbled then sighed. Leon looked down to you and then gently placed a hand on your back.

“Hey… We… got this okay? In and out. As long as we’re careful I’m sure we’ll be fine.” His voice was soft and comforting, he even gave you a soft smile to reassure you. All you did was smile back and gave him a nod as you both started to make your way down to the lake side.

There was a very tiny boat it looked like it could just fit the two of you. Leon smiled and held his hand out to you then gently helped you down into the boat. Afterwards he followed suit, pulling the cord and starting the little engine.You sat in front and he drove the boat to the little building.

Light from the lowing sun made the lake shine, the whole place in a pretty orange glow.

“Hey…” Leon said to get your attention. “I actually want to talk to you about something while we have a moment… I was thinking maybe after all this… You and me could-“ He cut himself off as the boat slowed then came to a stop.

“Did um… Did you do that?” You asked looking over at him as he looked to the engine and shook his head.

“No?…” He said pulling on the cord trying to get it to start once more. You bit your lip, glancing into the dark water then jumping a little as something hit the bottom of the boat.

“Leon- Please for the love of god get it started already.” He could hear the worry in your voice as you held onto the sides of the boat. But Leon was somewhat lost in thought looking around the calm water of the lake. “Leon?”

He was brought to his senses as the lake monster that ate the body moments ago jumped from the water and over the two. Right after it grabbed onto a rope hanging from the boat and started to pull it along with it. “W-Woah-“ You let out falling a little bit into Leon but he kept you up right in a protective hold as you both were pulled.

“Now what do we do?!?” You asked looking back at Leon. He glanced at the engine then some harpoons on the floor of the boat.

“You shot I drive- Just another mission… We got this.” He said handing you the harpoons. Have you ever used a thrown weapon? No, but it wasn’t like you had much choice. With Leon keeping the two of you away from rocks and anything floating in the water with you, you fought off the monster.

Things were looking great, with the lake filling up with the beasts blood. Bending down to grab another harpoon, the boat was rocked by the creature just enough to throw you from the ship. You fall backwards into the dark cloudy waters with your heart pounding as you try and swim up. Your lungs started to burn, it was like no matter how much you swam you couldn’t reach the top. The last thing you remember was something moving pass you.

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“(Y/N)?… (Y/N) come please? Don’t give out on me now-“ A muffled voice called as you slowly came two. “God please I- I never got to… Damnit… Come please… You can’t die on me yet. I can’t lose you too… Please… I love you so much don’t do this. I didn’t even get to tell you!” The voice continued then you gasped, all of the water in your lungs coming up and out making you gag.

Gasping for air you held your chest trying to get it out. After a moment you took in the world around you. You make it to the little dock you had seen before. By your side was a soggy Leon who pulled you into a tight hug the second he saw you were okay.

“Oh thank god! I thought I lost you.” He said as you gently pat his back to reassure him.

After a second it hit you. You were alone so the voice you heard had to be Leon’s… And what he had said… Your cheeks reddened as you remembered. Did you imagine it? Miss hear? Either way you were going to ask, you needed to know.

“Leon… What um… We’re you saying before I was completely up? I kinda heard a bit…” Your voice was quiet as Leon froze and glanced away for just a moment.

“O-Oh that uh… Damn it well… I almost lost you and I’m not going to risk it happening again without you knowing.” He said moving closer and taking your hands. “I really really love you… So much… I was even going to ask you out on the boat before that monster came. I couldn’t help it- You’re just… You’re just amazing.” He said looking at you like you were the only girl in the whole world.

You blushed and slowly grinned pulling Leon into a tight hug. He loved you! It took you almost dying to find out but he loved you!

“I love you too Leon… I have for a long time now.” You told him softly, your hug was so tight just wanting him close. Leon grinned and hugged you back just as tightly. He was so thankful you felt the same. 💜

(A/N Hi- I’m so sorry for the wait again April is always a busy month for me. Future fics will come faster I promise! In at least at weeks time if I decide to do it!)

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maple-keenes · 1 month

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summary: Kakyoin needs help with his English, and who better to help him than someone like Jotaro, who’s been speaking it his whole life? It’s the perfect solution. …but someone really should have warned Kakyoin about how much time he’d have to spend looking at Jotaro’s mouth, ‘cause he’s not sure how much more of this he can take. (or: kakyoin and jotaro learn to use their words.) - notes: disclaimer: i don’t speak japanese, which is why you will notice that none of this fic is actually in japanese. all references to japanese grammar and phonology are correct to the best of my knowledge but i recognize that there may be mistakes. however, i DO know a lot about teaching english as a second language and if my advisor somehow finds this, sorry for misrepresenting the field but in my defense this is anime fanfiction dedicated not only to the jojo crew (@thesmalbox and @drawbucket) as per usual but ALSO to @pechebeche for just sort of coincidentally getting into jojo at the same time as me and always being down to scream about jotakak and/or phonetics with me. all three a’y’all are awesome. title is from the collection’s “spark of hope”, which does remind me of jotaro but mostly i just like the silly pun.

Kakyoin Noriaki helped kill a homicidal vampire when he was seventeen years old with nothing but a bunch of tentacles, but looking at the table in front of him, covered in various indecipherable sheets of paper, he thinks that might have been easier than this.

He fucking hates English.

Kakyoin is, objectively, pretty intelligent, if you ignore the multiple massive lapses in judgment that have led to him a) being half-blind in both eyes, b) being maybe a little bit in love with the guy who by extension is the reason he’s half-blind in both eyes, and c) following said guy to America for college because he just does that now, apparently. Something about Jotaro makes him incredibly, impressively stupid. Stupid enough to follow him across Southeast Asia, and now, stupid enough to try and teach himself a new language because they’re so horribly codependent now that the idea of Jotaro moving to America and Kakyoin not going was ridiculous. Ridiculous enough that Kakyoin was able to ignore the fact that he barely speaks English when making the decision.

And oh, he’s regretting it now. Not enough to not go, of course, but enough that he’s given up on the actual learning bit and is now glaring daggers at the worksheets spread out in front of him, all in an easy-to-read font for his convenience.

He’s been in the public library for two hours, hiding in a secluded corner because he doesn’t need everyone to hear him talking to himself. He’s still trying to figure out what the fuck a progressive is and why there’s six different kinds of them when someone slides into the seat beside him and asks, “You still doing homework?”

His only response is a muffled groan from where his head is buried in his hands, which is thankfully met by a small huff of laughter from the boy beside him. “Yeah, kinda figured. Couldn’t find you at your place, so I thought you might be hanging out here.”

Kakyoin removes his head from his hands and offers Jotaro a pained look. “I’m fucking dying, Jotaro.”

“You’re being dramatic.”

“I am not .”

Jotaro ignores that and continues to be unsympathetic to Kakyoin’s clear emotional distress. “Are you doing your English homework?” he asks, picking up one of the papers nearest to him.

Kakyoin gestures vaguely at the mess in front of him. “No, I’m doing my taxes.”

He makes a half-hearted noise of acknowledgment as he skims over the worksheet in his hand. “You got this wrong,” Jotaro says, pointing at an answer Kakyoin had written down about halfway down the paper. “It should be ‘have taken’.”

“Why ?”

“Because ‘had taken’ means it happened in the past.” Jotaro makes a mark on Kakyoin’s paper with a nearby pen.

“Isn’t that what ‘have taken’ means?” he asks helplessly.

“Yes. Well, sort of. It can be used for the past, but--”

“Then what’s the difference?” Kakyoin interrupts, his voice coming out as more of a petulant whine. Oh, if Dio could see him now. The boy so willing to sacrifice himself for the greater good, standing brave against insurmountable odds, undone by fucking verb tenses. How the mighty have fallen.

Jotaro stares at him, and he can’t tell if the blank expression is because Kakyoin’s missing something monumentally obvious here or because he also has no fucking clue what the difference is. “...One of them uses ‘have’ and the other uses ‘had’.”

Great. The second one, then.

Jotaro manages to dodge out of the way of the kick Kakyoin aims at his shin under the table, but he doesn’t manage to escape the smack to his shoulder immediately after. They’re both laughing, though. Thankfully.

(Kakyoin can’t get enough of Jotaro’s laugh. It was so rare when they were traveling, reserved only for the in-betweens in dingy hostels when no one else was listening. Something that a precious few people are allowed to hear. To be one of them is a privilege he will never take for granted.)

“I’m done with that,” Kakyoin declares, pushing that part of his homework away from him. He smiles at Jotaro hopefully. “Practice with me? I need to work on actually speaking out loud.”

"What do you want me to say?” Jotaro asks, and isn’t that a question.

“Just ask me about my day or something.” He figures this is safe territory, both because of his traitorous heart, which has started to speed up in his chest for what is truly no discernible reason, and his limited English experience. “Don't talk too fast though.”

“Alright.” Jotaro thinks for a moment, then says, "I'm just gonna ask you about yourself. That work?"

Kakyoin nods, and the other boy clears his throat and asks in English, “How old are you?”

“I am…” he trails off, struggling to remember the number. “Ten-eight--no, eighteen years. Old. I am eighteen years old,” he repeats, more confidently the second time. “How old are you?”

Jotaro stifles a laugh behind his hand as Kakyoin speaks, and he frowns. “What?” he asks, switching back to Japanese. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, no, it’s just. Your accent. It’s cute,” Jotaro says, and oh, he’s going to be thinking about that for months now. He has a way of offhandedly saying things that lodge themselves in Kakyoin’s brain and refuse to leave until he’s properly overanalyzed every part of them, and Jotaro calling his accent cute is--he doesn’t even know where to start with that. “Here, let me ask you something else. Where are you from?”

That one he knows for sure. “I am from Japan,” Kakyoin says in English, “What about you?”

“I’m from Japan, but my mom’s from America,” he answers. “It’s pronounced ‘am’ and ‘Japan’, by the way.”

Kakyoin narrows his eyes at Jotaro. “That’s what I said.”

“No, you said it like ‘Japan’. It should be ‘Japan’. ”

“Jotaro, I promise you that you just said the same thing twice.”

He groans, hand going to tug his hat down over his face. “No, look. Watch me say it.” He repeats the words again, exaggerating the vowels. This should be exceptionally easy for Kakyoin because it’s basically just Jotaro giving him permission to stare at his mouth (a thing that he does all the time anyway) but he just can’t seem to make out the difference Jotaro’s talking about. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s half-blind, maybe it’s his unfamiliarity with the language, but even when Jotaro says it both ways again to try and demonstrate he cannot figure out why what he said was wrong. He says as much to Jotaro, who pinches the bridge of his nose and says, “Just try and do it the way I’m saying it. I am from Japan.”

“I am from Japan,” he repeats, and Jotaro sighs. “I’m trying, I promise! They just sound the same to me.”

“No, it’s--” Jotaro cuts himself off, looking frustrated. “Just--ugh. This is going to sound super weird, but it might be easier if you touched me while I said it.”

Kakyoin has to physically restrain himself from saying yeah, sounds good immediately with no questions asked. He shoves that instinct down as deep as it will go and asks, “What do you mean?”

“Like. My face.” He touches his own, as if to say, like this, and yep. Yeah. Kakyoin does know what a face is, thank you, Jotaro. “You’re not moving your mouth right on some of the words. It might be easier if you just, like, felt me do it so that you could copy it.”

That’s not the worst idea. “Like this?” he says, reaching up and bracketing Jotaro’s mouth between his forefinger and thumb, letting the rest of his fingers rest gently against his chin. Jotaro nods. It must look ridiculous from an outside perspective, but it feels so intimate and personal that Kakyoin is pretty sure he’s going to die. What a lame way to go out, he thinks. Fifty days in the desert fending off stand users and vampires and my own damn feelings are what’s gonna kill me. He hopes they lie in his obituary. Heroically sacrificing himself to save the world is much cooler than dying ‘cause he’s too fucking gay to maintain any sort of physical contact with the guy he likes.

“I’m gonna say something and I want you to try and repeat it moving your mouth the same way I am.” Jotaro’s eyes have not left Kakyoin’s this entire time and he really, really hopes his face isn’t as red as it feels right now. At least he can chalk it up to the slightly awkward situation if he gets called out on it. “That make sense?”

His mouth is so fucking dry, which is. Great. He’s literally just touching his face. Not even in a romantic way. Just super platonic, educational face touching. “Yeah. I understand.”

“Cool. My name is Jotaro Kujo,” he says in English, “I am eighteen years old, and I am from Japan.” Kakyoin is now not only watching Jotaro’s impeccable jawline, he’s feeling it work under his fingers, and wait, he was supposed to be paying attention to the formation of the words. Fuck.

“My name is Kakyoin Noriaki, I am eighteen years old, and I am from Japan,” he repeats, trying to shape the words the same way he can feel Jotaro doing. “Right?”

“Right,” he confirms, and Kakyoin can feel his little half-smile at the same time he sees it appear. “You’re actually Noriaki Kakyoin in English, though. You would put your given name first.” Kakyoin nods. Maybe he should be taking notes, but that would mean not looking at Jotaro for any given amount of time and he doesn’t know how well he can manage that right now. “English says that you ‘are’ eighteen like we do, though,” Jotaro continues, “which is nice. Some languages say you ‘have’ eighteen years.”

Kakyoin furrows his brow, confused. “Why would you say you have eighteen years?”

Jotaro just shrugs. “Apparently that’s how you say it in French. Polnareff told me.” He glances down at Kakyoin’s hand where it’s still touching his face. “You can, uh. You can stop now.”

He yanks his hand back like Jotaro’s burned him. “Sorry! I wasn’t thinking.”

“Don’t apologize.”

“...sorry?”

Jotaro huffs, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. “It’s fine. You did better that time, though. English has some weird vowels so I can’t blame you for not getting them right away.”

“I just don’t understand how you know all of this stuff,” he laments, slumping onto the table in front of him. “It’s really hard.”

“I learned it when I was a kid,” Jotaro explains. “It makes it a lot easier to pick up on the rules and stuff when you don’t have another language in the way.”

“But still,” Kakyoin protests, “you just get it. You’re so fucking smart, it’s not fair. Leave something for the rest of us.” He picks up a nearby pencil and waves it around as he gestures at the papers scattered across the table in front of them. “It’s your fault I’m doing all of this anyway.”

His brow creases and he looks genuinely confused, which leaves Kakyoin at a loss because he really thought that was obvious. “How is it my fault?”

“You’re the one who wants to go to college in America!”

“...you don’t?”

He hesitates for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of being completely honest here or downplaying the reality of it, which is that if Jotaro had decided he wanted to go to college in fucking Antarctica, Kakyoin would have started shopping for winter clothes immediately. It’s not that he isn’t interested in going to school in the United States--the school he ended up applying to is a really good one, only a 30-minute train ride from where Jotaro is going to study marine biology, and offers classes for what they call English Language Learner students so he won’t be so overwhelmed by the amount of English he has to learn. It’s a dream come true for Kakyoin that he would have never, ever thought to pursue without Jotaro declaring that he was going to America for school, but he’s not going reluctantly. Nor is he just going for Jotaro; it’s a fantastic school and he’s happy that he’s getting this opportunity.

But the two of them, there’s something tying them together. They were each other’s first best friend, the first person who really saw the other for who they were, all of who they were, from their stands to every broken piece of them that shattered off in the desert. Jotaro and Kakyoin have seen each other through so, so much that no one else will ever be able to understand. He can’t lose that, not to an enemy stand user and certainly not to anything as easy to overcome as distance.

“Originally, I only wanted to go because you wanted to go, but it’s a good opportunity anyway,” Kakyoin says honestly. “I wouldn’t have considered it if you hadn’t brought it up first, but I really am looking forward to it now. Even if it’ll be difficult.”

“You’re going because of me.” Jotaro looks lost, confused. He’s staring at Kakyoin as if he’s just now seeing him--like he’s just put the pieces of him together and something’s finally, finally making sense. “You’re learning English because of me. You--you went to Egypt for me.”

“Alright, that wasn’t entirely for you, I do actually care about the world enough to want to make sure it doesn’t get taken over,” he huffs. “There was a bit of revenge in there, too. But yeah, I’m going to America because you are. You’re important to me, Jotaro. I’d follow you anywhere.”

Kakyoin really didn’t think this was as earth-shattering of a revelation as Jotaro seems to have taken it as. He thought it was pretty fucking obvious, all things considered. It must have been. He’s never been subtle about the fact that he likes Jotaro. But Jotaro is still staring at him as if this information is news to him; as if he’s just now realizing that Kakyoin doesn’t just stick around because he’s the only stand user his age around, and oh. Wait. Jotaro totally thought that, didn’t he.

“Jotaro,” Kakyoin says, then stops before he goes any further. He doesn’t know what he wants to say next. If he wants to tell the truth, say you were the first person who ever looked at me and saw me for who I was; if he wants to tell him I think I’ve been in love with you since I woke up in your house and you told me you were going to kill Dio. He settles for something a little less dramatic. “You know you’re my best friend, right?”

“I didn’t.” Jotaro’s voice is quiet, slightly pained. “I thought you just sort of. Tolerated me.”

“Tolerated you?” he repeats, incredulous. “No. I like you, Jotaro. I really fucking like you. You’re the only person who gets me.”

He inclines his head, hiding his face behind the brim of his hat. “I like you too, for what it’s worth. You’re amazing.”

Kakyoin is grateful that the two of them aren’t making eye contact right now because he feels like everything he isn’t saying is obvious across his face right now; like his eyes and the curve of his nose and the furious blush that paints his cheeks are all screaming I love you because he can’t seem to articulate it. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he says, painfully, brutally honest. “Of course I’d follow you to America. Learn English for you. Anything.”

“That’s probably not healthy,” Jotaro mutters and Kakyoin laughs. “But I get it. I think I’d do the same for you.”

“What a pair we make. Couple of codependent bastards.” He sighs, finally looking back down at the homework in front of him. “Well, now that we’ve cleared that up, I should probably get back to--”

“Noriaki,” Jotaro interrupts, and isn’t that something. He almost never uses Kakyoin’s given name. Nobody does, really, except his parents. He’s always preferred his family name. But, hearing Jotaro say it… he could get used to Noriaki, if it sounds like that every time. “You’re important to me too. I know I’m not the best at showing it, but all the stuff you said, about feeling like I’m the only person who gets you, that’s how I feel about you too. Really.”

He bites his lip, trying to keep himself from blurting out something he can’t take back. His skin is crawling with it, face on fire and hands wringing in his lap as if every part of his body is trying to signal to Jotaro what Kakyoin can’t seem to say out loud.

But something about Jotaro makes Kakyoin incredibly, impressively stupid, and so after a few moments of awkward silence the warm, buzzing feeling coursing through his veins can’t stay down any longer and he says, voice just barely above a whisper, “I’m really fucking in love with you, Jotaro. And it’s fine if you don’t feel the same way, but I thought, you know, on the topic of feelings and whatnot…” He doesn’t finish the sentence, but there’s not much more to say, anyway. What else could he add? He’s fairly certain he’s not going to get the shit kicked out of him for it, not after a conversation on the school rooftop about expectations and did you know in America half of the states have decriminalized homosexuality, said much less casually than he originally intended. “You’re just--I said it already, but you’re the only person who understands me, and I think maybe it started in Singapore when we had to share a hotel room and I realized, like, wow, he’s really attractive. And that wasn’t me being, like, in love with you or anything, but it was the beginning of the end, and now--”

“You’re rambling,” Jotaro cuts him off gently, his hand going to cup the underside of Kakyoin’s chin and tilting his face up towards him; his thumb and forefinger are bracketing his mouth just like Kakyoin had done earlier. This is a thousand times more intimate than that, though, he realizes, as Jotaro runs his thumb along Kakyoin’s jaw. “Stop me if you’re not okay with this,” he says, and before he has a chance to ask what this is, exactly, Jotaro’s mouth is on his. It’s nothing world-ending, just a chaste press of lips, but it reignites that electricity that had been running through his body earlier regardless. Kakyoin thinks he might be melting a little bit.

It’s over almost as soon as it starts, but Kakyoin still feels breathless and giddy. From that. He’s so fucked. He is so fucked. “So, that means…” he prompts.

Jotaro laughs, and it’s just as wonderful of a sound as it is every time, made only better for the rarity of it. “It means I’m in love with you too. The hell did you think I meant?”

“I don’t know!” He buries his still-red face in his hands. “Maybe you were being nice and just trying to give me what I wanted.”

“Trust me when I say everything I want to do with you is entirely selfish,” Jotaro says, and the stark honesty in his voice startles Kakyoin a bit. “I want everything with you, Noriaki. Every moment of your time.”

“What was that about not being good with words?” he asks weakly. “You can have it. All of it. Everything. Just so long as you give me something in return.”

He smiles, and. Damn. Kakyoin’s gone. Done for. He’d do anything for this boy. He is Jotaro’s, head to toe, every part of him. He’s been Jotaro’s for so much longer than either of them were fully conscious of, and if he thinks about it, really thinks about it--Jotaro’s probably been his for just as long. “I’ll give you whatever you want.”

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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OKAY I just had the cutest idea the reader is taking care of kakyoin when he's in hospital and there brushing his hair and just taking care if him and just cute moments like that y can ignore if u want tho lol-♡

notes: I am personally offended that you told me that I could ignore this if I wanted to. THIS THIS THE CUTEST IDEA FOR KAKYOIN I HAVE GOTTEN AS OF YET!!! I could never ignore this, so thank you so much my love because this is <33333

Care - Kakyoin

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You signed all the paperwork needed and smiled at the receptionist. "Thank you so much."

She smiled back at you, her cheeks wrinkling. "Of course." She took the paperwork from you gently. "Is he your boyfriend?"

Your cheeks flushed pink and you giggled nervously. "It's complicated."

"Ah, I see. Well, thank you for checking up on him. You're a good friend." Her smiled didn't fade once when you walked away to Kakyoin's hospital room. This had been the second time that you have been to visit him since his injury.

You knocked on the side of his door, a little nervous about his condition and his head shot up and he smiled. "y/n, is that you?"

"Yup, just me," you smiled, walking in the room and setting down a little box of chocolates you had bought him. "How are you feeling?"

"Better," Kakyoin sat up and you frowned, seeing that his eyes were still covered up in bandages. "Still can't see though," he giggled. "How about you?"

"Kakyoin, I'm not the one sitting in a hospital bed right now."

"Well, that's a good thing, so apparently you're doing well."

You jokingly rolled your eyes and chuckled. "I'm doing good, thank you for asking."

The room went silent for a moment as the two of you just appreciated the warm wind that blew in through the open window. Kakyoin cleared his throat and you looked over at him, noticing the tips of his ears had turned a bright shade of pink. "y/n?"

"Yes?" You tilted your head, hoping that everything was okay.

"Can... Uh... Can I hug you?"

Now the tips of your ears were pink. "Y-Yeah. Of course you can."

You walked over to the side of his bed and felt his hands trail over your waist before pulling you down on the bed to wrap his arms completely around you. You melted to his touch subconsciously and put your hand on the back of his head noticing a huge rat's next that was on his hair. You laughed and tugged at it.

"Ow! What is that?!" Kakyoin touched the back of his head. "Ew, is that my hair?!"

"Do you want me to brush it for you?" You asked, trying to locate a brush or comb anywhere nearby.

"Would you?" You noticed that his cheeks had turned a lighter shade of red.

"Of course I would." You dug in his bag and found his comb towards the bottom and got the knot out with ease, as his hair was so soft. He leaned to your touch, nearly purring as you ran the brush over his head multiple times. You didn't care that you had gotten the knot out, you kept brushing, seeing how happy he was that you were doing this for him.

"Do you need anything to eat?" You finally asked, running the comb through his hair one last time.

"Yes please." His voice was soft, like he had just woken up from a nap.

You grabbed one of the chocolates that you got him, popped in his mouth, and his face immediately lit up. "Is that chocolate?"

You smiled and fed him another one. "I got you a whole box of chocolates I thought you would like."

Kakyoin made a satisfied sound and finished the current piece he was eating. "These are delicious! Thank you, y/n."

"Of course. I know it's not exactly what you meant by food, but I thought you would like it. I'll go get us some actual food, I'll be right back."

You went to leave, but felt his hand grab your wrist. You turned to him, confused. "Kakyoin?"

"Why are you doing all this?" His tone was serious and if he could make eye contact with you, he would.

"What do you mean?"

"You're bringing me a bunch of nice things and going out of your way to take care of me."

"Kakyoin, I care about you. A lot. I just want you to be comfortable, even in a hospital."

He pulled on the arm he had in his grasp and you flew towards him, landing on his lap and into his arms.

You sat up at an angle where you could hug him more comfortably and threw your arms around the back of his neck. He held you closer than you ever thought he could and buried his face in the crook of your neck. "Thank you, y/n."

"Anytime, Kakyoin."

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Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: คาธ | The Eclipse (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Akk/Ayan (The Eclipse) Additional Tags: Post-Break Up, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Magical Realism, Breaking Up & Making Up, Discussions of child loss, Anal Sex Summary:

On the fifth anniversary of their break-up, Akk makes a drunken wish for the life he and Ayan would have had if he hadn’t ruined everything. The next morning, he wakes up to find a baby—a baby with his eyes and Aye’s pendant around his neck.

#i'm really proud of this chapter #hope you guys enjoy it 💛#the eclipse #the eclipse fanfic #akkayan #akkayan fanfic #sarah writes things #stardust fic

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wheneverfeasible · 1 year

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I used this link to see what my writing style was like and I—

I am humbled by this honor. It’s not the first time someone has told me my writing style was reminiscent of Mr. Gaiman’s and it remains to this day the highest and greatest compliment I have ever received.

I doubt @neil-gaiman will see this, but I really had to share.

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lostarchivesoforpheus · 11 months

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Hi!, could i request a oneshot with Stardust cookie and a reader that is like Alan Walker? (a famous singer)

Like, Stardust cookie was travelling around the Earthbread when he stumbles across a concert hosted by Reader, and Stardust gets amazed by Reader and his music. (Pro tip: search a music that matches with the scenario/prompt. Personally, i recommend: Alan Walker - The Spectre or Alan Walker - Alone)

Take all the time you need!

-📡

The Brightest Star

stardust cookie x reader

summary: while traveling through the universe, stardust cookie notices a song being sung in the distance. what will happen after he goes to investigate the source of the music?

warnings: love at first sight, possibly ooc(?), sorry it's a bit short :,)

The vastness of space was something Stardust Cookie was well acquainted with. If one were to assume that he could name each and every constellation, they would likely be correct. Though, that is not to say he has visited each and every place. To assume that would be far from the truth. The planets visited by Stardust Cookie are few and far between. As such, any place graced with his presence could consider itself lucky.

The same could be said for this planet, which Stardust Cookie had just set foot on for the first time. As he got off the train, he looked around the city. For a while, he simply walked aimlessly through the city, enchanted by the atmosphere provided by the neon lights everywhere.

He walked on for hours on end without any particular destination. That is, until, he noticed a melody playing in the distance. Curiously, he made his way towards the source of the music.

The closer he got to the song, the more he was amazed by the melody. As he approached the music, he eventually found its source: you, singing and playing songs for all to hear. He looked you up and down, astonished not only by your music, but by your charming looks as well.

He decided to stay and listen for a while, your music bringing forth a strange, fuzzy feeling in his heart. Your melodies and songs brought a warm smile to his face as he nodded along to the beat. For a brief moment, the two of you locked eyes, and he swears your grin grew larger when you noticed him.

He wasn't quite sure how long he had stayed, but it didn't matter to him. All that mattered to him was the steady beat of your music, synchronized with the steady beat of his heart.

a/n: waaaaaaa im sorry it's so shorttttttt i worked on this for 5 hours but it's still not as long as i wanted it to be waaajdmdnfkxldpsjcnd and im sorry i didn't know how to end it i really tried my best :((((( i hope it's still ok,,,, ty for requesting 📡 anon welcome to my aquarium,,, i hope u like it aaaaaaa,, also requests are almost doneee the speedrun is coming to a close yay,,,, ok bye friends im tired bye bye adios bye

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sky-neverending · 2 months

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bored. send me a ship from the following fandoms and a prompt n i'll write it. no smut but thats my only real limit ?

Stranger Things, Six of Crows, Shadowhunters, Good Omens, Heartstopper, TBOSAS, Young Royals, NPMD and TGWDLM, TWST, Newsies, Heir's Game, RWRB, JATP, Doctor Who, and a lot of random queer media!!

#sky’s stardust #stranger things #six of crows #shadow and bone netflix #shadowhunters #good omens #heartstopper #tbosas #young royals #npmd #tgwdlm #disney twst #newsies #heir's game #rwrb #jatp #fanfic asks #writing asks open

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mamirhodessxox · 1 month

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Hi pookies!! <3 Here are requests I will accept for Cody 🤗‼️ (I promise i’ll write about other people soon but rn I’m hyperfixated)

Please send requests guys i’m so desperate

Cody Rhodes Headcanons

Cody Blurbs

Cody Series Ideas

Cody Imagines

Cody smut

Cody fluff

Cody oneshots

Undashing!Cody Rhodes

Dashing!Cody Rhodes

Black Hair!Cody Rhodes

Vampire!Cody

Dilf!Cody

Body Guard!Cody

Frat!Cody

Mafia!Cody

Stalker!Cody

Dark!Cody

Single Dad!Cody

FWB!Cody (Friends with benefits)

EWB!Cody (Enemies or Exes with benefits)

Neighbor!Cody

I will not write anything involving Step-cest, incest, r&p3 or abusive!!!

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strawmariee · 7 months

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Oi, lindaa! Espero que você esteja bem! ❤️‍🩹

Não sei se você escreve coisas desse tipo - e fique a vontade para não escrever se você não quiser ou não ter entendido o pedido -, mas eu gostaria de saber; Você poderia escrever sobre uma leitora muito quieta, distante e com aparência meio masculina (alta, forte, tem músculos aparentes e voz grossa) se aproximando do Polnareff e consolando ele após ele ter perdido uma luta feia? Não precisa ser necessariamente romântico! (Obs: o Polnareff iria ter um pouco de medo e preconceito com a leitora por achar que ela era um homem - com saia - )

Beijos, beba água e tenha um ótimo dia!! ♥️❤️‍🩹

Oi oi!!! Estou muito bem e você?? Espero que esteja bem também!!💕 Eu gostei bastante do seu request, fiquei bem animada para escrever e espero que você goste!! Beijos e boa leitura!

Lâminas em Confronto

Jean P. Polnareff x Leitora

— 28… 29… 30! Olha S/n, devo confessar que estou impressionado com a sua evolução!

— Obrigada treinador.

Eu sorri de forma orgulhosa enquanto coloco a barra no lugar dela e tomo um pouco de água ao mesmo tempo que controlo minha respiração que está ofegante por conta dos exercícios que venho fazendo desde o início desta tarde. Sinto os meus músculos levemente dormentes por conta das sessões de exercícios pesados, então eu resolvo finalizar por hoje, já que são quase 18 horas.

No segundo seguinte, eu vou até o armário da academia e pego a minha bolsa de ginástica que está lá antes de caminhar até a minha moto e começar a dirigir na direção do meu apartamento, que fica no centro da cidade. Demorei bastante por conta do terrível trânsito, e assim que chego no meu lar, eu apenas me jogo no sofá antes de meu celular começar a soar alto de dentro da minha bolsa. Quem será que é?

Eu procuro por ele dentro da bolsa, e suspirei exausta ao ver o nome da minha gerente.

— Alô…? — Minha voz é claramente esgotada enquanto escuto os familiares barulhinhos que ela faz quando está aflita ou animada com algo. — O que houve agora, Evelyn?

— S/n, está pronta para o seu duelo de amanhã?? — Ela pergunta em um tom de voz exageradamente animado, e eu apenas afasto o celular da minha orelha.

— Bem, eu espero que eu tenha um bom oponente! Afinal, eu não quero que todo o meu suor e trabalho duro tenham sido em vãos.

— É assim que se fala! — Eve disse ainda em seu tom contente. — Você tem alguma ideia de quem pode ser?

— Bem, eu acho que pode ser aquele tal de Anubis! Ele estava se saindo muito bem contra todos os seus oponentes.

— Oh, eu sei! Aquele que veio de Cairo, né?

Eu fiz um som de quem estava confirmando sua fala, e a nossa conversa se seguiu assim, com Evelyn bastante animada e ansiosa com minha luta de amanhã enquanto eu apenas falava calmamente ou só fazia sons de concordância. Não me levem a mal, eu só estava bastante esgotada por conta da minha ocupada tarde.

— Eve, será que nós podemos continuar nossa conversa amanhã? É que eu estou realmente exausta agora, me desculpa.

— Ah claro, eu que me desculpe! É que você sabe que quando eu me empolgo eu não paro de falar, então você tem que me avisar!

— Não se preocupe, eu gosto de ouvir você, mas é que hoje realmente…

— Certo, tudo bem! Descanse bastante para amanhã, boa noite!

Me despedi e então encerrei a ligação antes de finalmente acumular energia o suficiente para ir até o banheiro para tomar um bom banho. Retirei minhas roupas e finalmente me enfiei debaixo daquela água morna, que aliviou rapidamente as tensões em meus músculos. Lavei os meus curtos cabelos enquanto penso ansiosamente na minha luta de amanhã. Eu fui convidada a participar de um campeonato que estão acontecendo na cidade de Paris, então ganhar esse campeonato é muito importante, pois pode definir o caminho que minha carreira sofrerá. É um passo muito importante para mim, e por isso me dediquei muito mais aos treinos do que eu já fazia antes.

Mas tenho certeza de que dará tudo certo, afinal, eu me empenhei bastante em aprimorar minhas habilidades para amanhã, as semifinais.

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Assim que estacionei minha moto, em frente a arena onde ocorreria as competições, pude perceber que muitas pessoas estavam ansiosas e animadas para ver todos os jogos que aconteceriam nesse dia. Assim como eu! Ajeitei minha roupa e comecei a caminhar para a área onde os competidores ficam, até que sou recebida por um grande abraço da Evelyn, que está mais pálida que um giz de quadro.

— Eve, o que foi? — Eu pergunto um pouco preocupada enquanto ela apenas me encara como se tivesse visto um fantasma.

— S/n, vem cá! — Ela segurou meu pulso com força enquanto começa a me arrastar pelos corredores, de vez ou outra nos fazendo esbarrar com competidores de outros jogos. — Presta bem atenção.

Ela diz enquanto aponta para uma enorme TV, que dizia o nome de quem lutaria contra quem, e eu arregalei ao ler um nome bastante conhecido por mim:

Jean Pierre Polnareff.

Eu não pude evitar arregalar os olhos e senti meu coração acelerar com o nervosismo que plantou em meu sistema nervoso. Eu simplesmente, por ironia do destino, lutaria contra a pessoa que me inspirou a seguir por esse caminho da esgrima. Conhecido como Gênio da Esgrima, Polnareff desde os 10 anos sempre impressionou o mundo com suas incríveis habilidades em manobrar uma espada, e eu não fiquei de fora.

Meus pais me inscreveram em escolas de esgrima e, aos 17 anos finalmente comecei a atuar nesse ramo de uma forma mais profissional até que, aos 21 anos, finalmente pude ingressar em um grande torneio para avançar mais ainda!

— Eu nem consigo acreditar. — Eu murmuro de forma desacreditada antes da Eve pular várias vezes enquanto abraça meu braço.

— Oh Deus, estou toda animada! Os dois gênios da esgrima indo lutar em uma batalha feroz! Ainda bem que trouxe pipoca.

— Não exagere, eu não sou uma gênia da esgrima.

Eu ri levemente enquanto volto a olhar para a tela, conferindo só mais uma vez que aquilo não era uma visagem, e quando vi que realmente não era, comecei a ficar realmente nervosa. Agora eu não posso passar vergonha, não quando estou indo lutar contra meu “herói”.

— Vem S/n, vamos assistir aos outros jogos antes de chegar a sua vez!

Eu assenti e então comecei a seguir ela, que liderava o caminho de forma energética, ela com certeza estava animada pelo duelo, parecia até que seria ela quem lutaria. Eu ri comigo mesma em silêncio enquanto nós continuávamos a caminhar.

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Assim que deu 10 horas da manhã, eu comecei a colocar o meu traje e peguei a minha máscara de proteção e meu sabre antes de ir até a pista, sendo recebida com vários aplausos e gritos da plateia. Eu sorri e acenei para todos e então, todos os gritos ficaram mais altos e fortes quando finalmente ele apareceu, com seu típico sorriso grande e seus cabelos prateados, amarrados em um rabo de cavalo.

— Então você quem é meu adversário? — Ele questiona para mim com um sorriso latino, e eu logo gritei internamente de forma animada por isso, mas mantive minha postura.

— É, sou eu mesma. É uma honra está aqui e lutar com você. — digo em um tom de voz tímido mas ao mesmo tempo orgulhoso, minha mente repassando novamente todos os golpes e regras que aprendi durante minha vida enquanto me posiciono atrás da linha de guarda, assim como ele.

Ele apenas assentiu antes de colocar a máscara de proteção antes de nós dois ficarmos em pose de luta, até que logo foi dado o comando e nós dois começamos a tentar nos tocar e ao mesmo tempo nos defendermos. Sem surpresa nenhuma, Polnareff ganhou o primeiro round ao conseguir encostar sua espada em mim na quantidade necessária.

— Isso vai ser moleza.

Quando escutei ele falando isso, senti um calor tomar conta do meu corpo, e então franzi minhas sobrancelhas enquanto sinto uma faísca de raiva se acender em mim.

Agora ele vai ver!

No segundo round, eu comecei a usar tudo o que eu tinha, e eu fui avançando e contra atacando de uma maneira profissional e levemente agressiva, o que acabou assustando ele.

— Mas que—

— Não pense que só porque eu sou mulher que isso vai ser “moleza”!

Dessa vez foi minha vitória nesse segundo round, então a terceira e última seria a definitiva, seria aquela que me levaria a vitória ou a derrota. Inspirei fundo enquanto estou posicionada atrás da linha de guarda, e percebo que Polnareff havia ficado calado de repente.

Assim que foi dado o comando, nós voltamos a lutar com um pouco mais de sangue nos olhos, nós dois conseguiamos nos acertar na mesma quantidade de vezes e isso estava me deixando aflita.

Não… Não posso perder!

Quando Polnareff tentou me acertar, eu dei alguns passos para trás e acertei a ponta do sabre no seu colete, e finalmente… Eu sai vitoriosa! A plateia foi a loucura quando anunciaram o fim do duelo, e eu retirei minha máscara, o que mostrava um grande sorriso vitorioso em meus lábios.

Acenei para a plateia que até começou a jogar rosas em mim, o que me fez rir e me sentir como se estivesse em algum filme. Eu olhei para o lado e pude ver que Polnareff já saia da pista sem nem mesmo dizer nada.

— S/N, EU SABIA QUE VENCERIA!! — Evelyn gritou assim que eu saí da pista e fui para a salinha em que estava as minhas coisas.

— Obrigada Eve, nem acredito que consegui vencer do Polnareff! — Ela pareceu surpresa quando viu o meu largo sorriso, já que normalmente eu sempre fico com uma cara mais neutra.

— Eu sempre tive fé! — Ela se levantou e segurou o meu braço enquanto voltava a dar aqueles pulinhos. — Isso merece uma comemoração!!

— Você como sempre aproveitando qualquer oportunidade para beber, né?

— Mas é claro!

Eu dei uma risada ao ver que ela nem disfarçava, mas então eu disse que tinha algo para fazer antes, então saí dali e comecei a ir para o vestiário masculino e, com bastante timidez, eu bati na porta e encontrei meu adversário arrumando seus cabelos no seu típico penteado em pé.

— O que você tá fazendo aqui?! — Ele se virou e perguntou para mim em um tom de voz que mostrava que ele parecia estar com raiva.

— É que eu vim aqui para dizer que foi uma honra ter lutado contra você. Você sempre foi o meu ídolo e—

— Ah, fala sério né? Você vem até aqui para me lembrar dessa minha derrota? — Eu franzi levemente minhas sobrancelhas e o vi sentar no banco. — Nem acredito que perdi para um homem de saia.

Essa sua fala me fez arregalar os olhos e me deixar com uma repulsa em meu peito, mas eu permaneci calma e até caminhei para mais perto dele, parando em sua frente.

— Escuta Polnareff, eu entendo você estar com toda essa frustração, mas isso não lhe dá o direito de se referir desse jeito comigo. — Minha voz permanece calma, mas ele com certeza pode perceber a leve fúria existente nela. — Só porque eu sou uma mulher alta, mais musculosa, com uma voz grossa e com cabelos curtos, isso não signifique que eu seja um homem com saia. Se for assim, um homem pequeno, com voz fina e um corpo mais fino significa que ele é uma mulher com calças?

— N-Não, é que… — Ele logo se calou e abaixou levemente a cabeça, enquanto apoia seus braços nos joelhos.

— Exatamente. — respondo ainda no mesmo tom de voz, enquanto observo que ele pareceu pensativo e arrependido pelo que ele proferiu antes. — Só se lembre que as pessoas têm sentimentos também, não é só você que pode ficar magoado ou chateado com alguma coisa.

Antes dele ter alguma chance de me dar alguma resposta, eu apenas saio dali com uma grande raiva e mágoa pelo o que ele falou. Eu então fui para o vestiário feminino e comecei a vestir minhas roupas casuais enquanto relembro de minha conversa passada.

Apesar de isso ser comum para mim, sempre ser confundida com um homem por conta dessas características mais masculinas, ouvir isso da pessoa que você sempre idolatrou era como um tiro de bazuca bem no meio do—

— S/n, onde que você estava?? — Escuto mais uma vez a voz da Eve, e me virei rapidamente quando a vi correndo na minha direção.

— Só fui resolver alguns problemas particulares, nada demais.

Ela pareceu curiosa e se perguntar sobre o que era, mas ela só deu de ombros e começou a puxar meu pulso enquanto continuava a dizer o quanto que ela tinha na carteira e quantas bebidas ela poderia tomar sem gastar tanto. Bem, parece que a prioridade dela era outra agora.

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Suspirei em alívio quando fui abençoada com uma brisa fria durante um belo dia nublado, dado ao terrível calor que fazia aqui em Paris. Evelyn começou a ir na direção do carro dela e eu fui para a minha moto, que ainda estava em seu lugar. Peguei o meu capacete e estava prestes a colocá-lo quando ouvi um chamado repentino.

— S/N!!! — Arregalei os olhos em choque e virei meu rosto por cima do ombro ao ver ninguém menos que Polnareff correndo na minha direção.

— O que foi? — perguntei de forma confusa e surpresa, o que ele queria comigo? Achei que depois do que aconteceu ele nem ia querer me ver pintada de ouro.

— Olha, eu… Eu gostaria de me desculpar por mais cedo. — Ele disse e ao mesmo tempo coçava sua nuca e desviava o olhar para o lado, e consegui ver um leve tom avermelhado em suas bochechas.

— Está tudo bem, você não é o primeiro a me chamar de “homem de saia”, estou acostumada. — Eu ri vagamente por aquele fato, mas me senti feliz por dentro ao ver que ele estava ali, se desculpando. — Mas obrigada por ter vindo aqui.

— Espera. — Ele segura o meu ombro, chamando mais uma vez a minha atenção. — Será que eu posso te levar para algum lugar para compensar essa minha idiotice? Que tal em um café?

— Eu não posso, é que eu tenho um compromisso agora e—

Uma notificação tocou no meu celular, e então soube quem era ao ler a mensagem na tela de bloqueio:

“COMO ASSIM O POLNAREFF ESTÁ AÍ CONTIGO? ELE TE CHAMOU PARA UM ENCONTRO??! :O PODE IR, VAI, VAI, VAI!! MAS DE NOITE SE PREPARE POIS VOU PLANTAR NO SEU APÊ E VOCÊ VAI ME CONTAR TU-DI-NHO!! ;)”

Eu revirei meus olhos com um curto sorriso e logo voltei a olhar para o francês, que ainda me encarava com um sorriso animado.

— Bem, acho que estou livre agora.

— Merveille!! Então vamos, conheço um café que é incrivel e é perto daqui.

Eu apenas assenti e então guardei novamente meu capacete na moto e comecei a seguir ele pelas ruas de Paris. Eu sorri enquanto ele falava sem parar, falando de diversos assuntos desde quando ele começou a lutar esgrima, o que o levou a seguir essa carreira e o quão admirado ele estava com as minhas habilidades de espada.

É, nós com certeza seríamos grandes amigos, e também grandes rivais caso lutássemos novamente. E esse pensamento só deixou a minha vontade de aperfeiçoar mais ainda o meu conhecimento de como manobrar uma espada.

The End

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cosmic--dandelion · 1 month

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'Kakyoin had been able to offer Dio conversation, artistry, an educated brain he could pick for clues about the modern world, and most importantly, a powerful stand, and she had not. So she died and he lived.'

A tale of those who from escaped Dio's clutches, and those who didn't.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #noriaki kakyoin #dio brando #jjba fanfic #my writing #a flower in hell #vampires #stardust crusaders

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artychaild · 3 months

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Omg finally FINALLY finished this fic I started back in NOVEMBER 2022!!! I love the brotherhood of Kak and Pol they make me feral climbing the walls of my enclosure and biting people /pos anyway! Wrote a lil fic about them hehe

#my writing #noriaki kakyoin #jean pierre polnareff #bros tag #artychaild #jjba #jjba fanfic #stardust crusaders #sdc fanfic

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chxrrybxy · 2 years

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Dio discovers a hidden talent of yours and wants to use it to his advantage ~ Rated 18+

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The sound of your keys jiggling in the lock rang through the foyer of the mansion. You had just returned from a shopping trip, grabbing essentials for yourself and your loving vampire boyfriend, Dio Brando. You had to do all the shopping yourself, seeing as how Dio would undoubtedly burn away in the sunlight, otherwise he would've went with you.

The two of you were inseparable most of the time, following each other around the mansion like lovesick puppies. Enya loved to comment on it almost daily while reminiscing about her youth, which never failed to make you blush and Dio scoff. He definitely put up a front around others, never admitting just how much he loved and cared for you whilst keeping PDA to a minimum.

You stepped foot inside and was greeted by your lover almost immediately. "Welcome home, dearest." He said, gesturing for you to hand him the bags you were carrying. You nodded towards him in response and smiled. Dio had such a soft spot for you that never failed to make you blush. He carried around such a menacing and uncaring persona, but he definitely let his guard down when interacting with you, that was certain.

You handed over the bags, to which Dio promptly set them aside in the foyer to put away later, which had you puzzled. Dio was never the type to want to push things off until later, unless he had a more pressing issue on his mind. The blondes hand quickly and gently caressed the side of your face, leaning closer until the two of you were merely inches apart.

"Follow me." He commanded, turning away from you and heading for the stairway. You scrambled to go with him as ordered. You knew better than to delay when it came to Dio, he wasn't the most patient of people. The two of you walked up the stairs and to your shared bedroom, to which he quickly shut and locked the door behind you.

He gently grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the bed where the two of you sat side by side in silence for what felt like forever to you. You were anxious to figure out exactly what was going on in Dio's head. He dug around in his pocket for a moment, eventually pulling something out which he kept hidden from view for a brief moment.

"If you'd be so kind.. explain this for me." He said, handing you a polaroid picture. As soon as it made contact with your hand and you began examining it, the corner of your mouth twitched into a half smile, recalling every little detail of that day.

"It's a picture of me at gymnastics." You muttered, taking a closer look at the picture. It was a simple picture really, just you in the middle of walking the high beam, but it still brought back fond memories of yours. "Where did you find this?"

"In your treasure box." He responded plainly, to which you tilted your head. Your treasure box was where you kept pictures of old memories that you didn't want to be forgotten. There were pictures of you and Dio in there, so you knew sometimes he would snoop through it to look for them, but you were surprised at what he found this time.

"You never told me you did gymnastics." Dio continued, folding his arms across his chest. He hated it when you kept secrets from him, he was the type that wanted to know every little detail about your life, no matter how boring or miniscule. The fact that you didn't tell him about this part of your life almost felt like a betrayal.

You sighed and gently took his hand into yours. "Look, It wasn't that I was hiding this from you. It's just something I forgot about, okay? I'm sorry." You trailed off, looking away from your lover and down towards the floor, pulling your hands away and rubbing your arms in embarrassment.

He hummed in response and rested a hand on your upper thigh. "Takes some flexibility to compete such a sport, yes?" He asked, rubbing small circles on the clothed skin. You nodded, unsure of where exactly he was going with this. He smirked at you in response, and at that point you knew he had some sort of devilish plan cooked up in his mind.

"I think I know how you can make this up to me." He said, grinning. Before you could ask what it was, he quickly grabbed both of your wrists and, pushing you down on your back, pinned them above your head. "What are you-" You were interrupted by Dio's lips crashing into yours, the two of you quickly getting into a solid rhythm and moving in sync with one another.

You could feel Dio's tongue lick at your bottom lip, signaling for you to open your mouth further to let it explore inside you, which you happily allowed. Dio held your wrists together with one hand, letting the other wander down to the hem of your shirt, slipping underneath it to trail his fingers along your stomach towards your breasts. You had no idea where the blonde was going with this, but you certainly weren't complaining.

His tongue pulled out of your mouth and his hands found their way to your breasts, fondling and massaging them gently, stopping every so often to pinch and pull at your nipples, which earned a soft moan from you every time. After awhile his hands moved down, sliding inside your pants and feeling the soft fabric of your lacey underwear. "Oh my.. so wet." Dio teased, but instead of providing any stimulation, he simply pulled his hand away, causing a small whine to escape your lips as your hips bucked upwards to chase after him.

"Getting all worked up now, aren't we?" He said, the wavering sound of lust in his voice all too obvious. You could tell he was holding back, trying to restrain himself, but he was beginning to crack with the scent of your arousal intoxicating the poor blonde.

He let go of your wrists and stripped you of all your clothes, taking in the wondrous sight of your nude body laying before him. You quickly sat up, trying to cover yourself with the blanket only for it to be ripped off by Dio with a sharp 'tsk' sound, then discarded on the hard wooden floor.

You couldn't help but crawl towards him as he began undoing his pants, so eager to play, but your lover had other things in mind. He chuckled and gently guided you back to your original position so he could finish undressing. "Patience, little one. Good things come to those who wait." He replied, the pet name pushing you further into sub space.

Once he was finally able to get his clothes off, it was your turn to admire him, eyes continuously wandering from his perfect face, to his solid abdomen, to the gorgeous cock between his legs. It stood proud in front of you, fully erect with few veins running from the base to the tip.

He kneeled on the bed, moving up towards your body. "Let's test something out here, shall we?" He said all too excitedly. Before you could ask what it was, Dio had grabbed hold of both your feet and was slowly moving them back towards you until your ankles were next to your ears. "Not bad, not bad.. how beautiful." He mumbled to himself. You blushed at the position the two of you were in, not knowing exactly what Dio was planning until you felt his hard tip gently rub against you.

"Hold these up for me." He said, his grip on your legs releasing slowly as you grabbed ahold of them yourself. Steadying himself using the headboard, he pushed his length in, both of you moaning as his cock went deep inside of you. "Fuck.." Dio breathed. "So deep.." you choked out once the full length was inside of you. Dio began moving his hips, thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace, occasionally stopping to use his thumb and rub at your clit for continued stimulation.

The two of you kept up for quite some time, your mind quickly going blank to the point where all you could focus on was the feeling of Dio hitting all the right spots inside of you. You felt your climax approaching fast, nails digging into your legs hard enough that there were sure to be marks left later, as he relentlessly pounded your insides.

Once your orgasm finally hit, Dio pulled out and you released your legs, letting them fall into his lap, but apparently he wasn't finished with you yet. "Did I say you were allowed to finish?" Oh crap. You were so caught up in your own ecstacy that you had forgotten Dio's rule. He chuckled at you. "Oh dear.. you poor, poor thing." He gently flicked your oversensitive clit with his finger, causing a sharp hiss of pain.

"On your knees." He ordered, a command to which you followed slowly, unsure of what your fate would be until another order came from Dio's mouth. "Start sucking." You hesitated for a moment before carefully taking the tip of his dick into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head and sucking slowly on the end of it.

He sighed impatiently, grabbing the back of your hair, and forcing you to take his entire cock into your mouth and down your throat. You couldn't help but gag on it, which earned a sharp inhale from Dio. His grip on your hair tightened as he moved your head at a pace that was to his own liking, making you gag and choke every now and again. Soon Dio shuddered and thick ropes of cum spilled down your throat without warning.

His grip on your hair loosened and turned into him gently rubbing at your head to ease some of the tension he caused, your labored breathing being the only sound in the room for the longest time until he finally spoke. "I'll make a note to use that special little talent of yours more often."

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theliteraryluggage · 6 months

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The @yoi-stardust-zine is in its leftover sales, which means I finally get to share this little gem with you!

A star/astrology-themed zine felt like it was made for me, and let me tell you: if you can swing it at all, get a copy of this zine, it is the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid eyes on.

But also, go read my fic! It's short and bittersweet, and really close to my heart.

#yoi #yuri on ice #yoi stardust zine #stardust zine #yoi fanfic #nihi writes stuff #from the sleeves

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Congrats on 900!!! You deserve all of your followers and all of those that come in the future <3 can I request something fluffy with Polnareff?

Long Day - Polnareff

notes: OMG I AM MORE THAN HAPPY TO DO A REQUEST FOR YOU!!! thank you so much for all of your support, it really means the world. i cannot express enough how glad I am to have you as a mutual, even if we don't talk all the time! im just glad i have you as a supporter and i am glad to be supporting you as well <3 i hope you have an amazing week and enjoy the fic :)

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Nothing like seeing Polnareff's cute little face after a long day.

After you moved to France with Polnareff to take care of him and just stay with him after the events with DIO and the Joestars, you started working extra hard. Not only for the Speedwagon Foundation, but for your regular job too. You didn't just have time to research and travel constantly, especially in you and your boyfriend's condition, so you worked somewhere simple: at a flower shop. It was nice and quiet, usually full of older women or men looking for a gift for their partner. The work was extremely easy too, especially with help from your stand, who could cut thousands of flowers in seconds. But even so, the days didn't shorten. You still had to deal with customers and get tons of calls from the Speedwagon Foundation. You didn't mind it, especially since you were getting paid really well in both fields, but god did it make you tired.

So yeah, nothing was better than getting home to see Polnareff smiling at you like an idiot saying that he made you something. Surprisingly, he was an amazing cook and never failed to make you something that you loved.

You would fall into his arms as he would whisper sweet nothings in French into your ear, his warm lips brushing against your earlobe before he would move them to your neck, planting kisses that made you melt.

You would tell him all about your day while eating dinner and he would tell you about his, making sure to explain if he was feeling better or if something was bothering him. Usually it was his foot. It was hard for him to walk or stand for too long without the excruciating pain or even just losing balance.

You and him both were just in not great condition. Your arm was still in a cast and your black eye hadn't much as faded a bit.

But nonetheless, you were both still standing and both still fighting. You were an incredibly strong couple that could do anything if you worked hard enough for it and sometimes that required a lot of patience and a couple of long days.

Getting home, though, was never something that you would get sick of. You would do anything for that French, lovesick idiot and you knew that he would do anything for you too.

You didn't mind a couple more weeks in a cast as long as you were still with Polnareff.

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"Mon cheri!!~~~" Polnareff sang as he heard you open the door. He rushed to you and held you in his arms for a moment, landing little kisses all over your cheeks. His foot was in much better condition than it had been for the last couple of weeks, so he was very able to run up to you and luckily, you were able to take sneak attacks or big hugs as your arm was finally out of it's heavy cast.

"Hi, bubba." You held him in your arms and pressed a kiss onto his nose before placing one on his lips.

"How was your day?"

"Not that busy this time," you smiled and cupped Polnareff's face in your hands. "How was yours?"

"Lonely. I'm just glad you got home early today." Since Polnareff was giant compared to you, he was able to lift you up and place you down comfortably on the couch. "So, what's the plan? Cuddles and a movie?"

"Yes please." You sighed lovingly as Polnareff quickly ran to go turn on a movie.

He scooped you back up in his arms and held you close, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "I love you, y/n."

"I love you too."

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