#jjbadiu x reader

[junosartsthetic]

um if it’s okay could i request what would happen if the reader was to confess to Kira? i love that man but i can’t ever find good fluff ;w;

This wasn’t as fluffy as I’d like, so I might write a sequel if y’all want.

It was just another day for Yoshikage Kira. His fingers tapped away at his keyboard as he filed inventory for Kame Yu. His colleagues buzzed around him, talking about the latest gossip. He paid no mind. He was just here to do his job and then leave, like he did every day.

A certain voice brought him out of his robotic actions. It was you. He felt something stir inside his stomach. There was something about you that made him crazy. Not in his usual way, however, it was softer… more human. He wasn’t obsessed as he often was when it came to women, more specifically their hands. He was just… fascinated. Enamored. He would even go as far as to say in love, but he couldn’t.

Yoshikage Kira lived his life one way, and adding someone like you in the mix would disturb that life. As much as his heart told him to do something rash, something he’d never done before, he remained stoic and calm.

“Hello, Kira-san, how’re you?” you said, giving him a small wave. Your cheeks flushed when he gave you his traditional amicable smile.

“I am doing fine, what seems to be the issue?”

You shook your head, clutching your suitcase at your side. “Oh, no issue! I was just saying hi! Also, I wanted to ask you something! I know it’s a bit out of the blue, but, uhh, are you busy tonight?”

Kira felt his heart skip a beat. His brain crashed. A wave of something washed over him, but he didn’t know what. It was like he just got shocked.

He knew where this was going, but did he want to go there? Kira knew he wouldn’t mind going somewhere with you, but the repercussions of that… his life could be disrupted. He couldn’t.

Kira made his decision. He knew what he was going to say.

“Not at all, why do you ask?”

‘What?’ he thought. That wasn’t what he was going to say at all! He should’ve said he was busy; brush you off like every other colleague that ever asked him out. And yet, when he spoke, it was different. His brain, the logical side of it anyway, was urging him to change his words. But he couldn’t. He had to see where this was going to go. Worse case… he could gain a new girlfriend… best case, he could gain a living one.

“I’ve got a reservation to the new Italian place that just opened up, a table for two! My friend who was going to go can’t make it, so I was wondering if you would like to join me! Of course, only if you want to!”

He took note of your stance. Your face. The flush on your cheeks and your averting eyes. He knew you liked him. He knew this was more than two colleagues going out. It was a date.

“Oh my, how kind of you!” he took your hands in his. “Are you sure you’d like to take me? You could ask anyone here and they’d jump at the chance to go, especially with a fine woman such as yourself!”

Your hands were soft. He caught a whiff of vanilla.

“Oh, you’re such a flatterer,” you replied, squeezing his hands. “I’ll write down the address for you, but no pressure! If you don’t show, I won’t be upset. I understand!”

With that, you slid your hands out of his and picked up one of his favorite pens, grabbing a blue sticky note and scribbling down an address. Your handwriting was lovely to him. So unique. And the way your hand moved as you wrote. You were so delicate.

You stuck the sticky note to his computer monitor, flashing him a parting smile before strolling off to your station.

Kira let out a breath. “What are you doing to me?” he muttered aloud. “I’m like a schoolgirl around you, and you don’t even seem to notice.”

He stole another gaze at the sticky note. You signed your name at the bottom followed by a heart. He smiled. “Oh my, what have I gotten myself into?”

This was brand new territory, but Kira suddenly didn’t feel anxious. He was excited.

A date. He was going on a date tonight…

His eyes widened. It had been forever since he’d been on one.

‘Oh dear,’ he thought, pinching the bridge of his nose. He typed away at his computer, pulling up some basic date etiquette. ‘You’ve really got me, and you don’t even know. I hope you’re ready, my dear, because this is going to be a night you’ll never forget!’

Hope you enjoyed! <3

[pitun]

Summer days

Rohan x fem reader

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Summers in Morioh have always been warm. The Sun always shone a special shine that filled every inhabitant’s heart with calmness and rather positive thoughts. The clouds, if by any chance the sky decided it wanted to be accompanied by the white cotton-like gas, were always, as already stated, white, and usually having a weird shape, but the little kids loved that weird shape, they usually went out to the parks, firsty to play, but they loved to lay on the ground and discuss the shapes of the clouds. 

‘’It’s a cat’’ a random child would say pointing at the sky.

‘’Are you blind?’’ another kid would answer ‘’It’s clearly a sheep.’’

The year 1999 didn’t pass to history. It would never be on the history books the students will have to study, it will never be written how Yoshikage Kira died as he was hitted by an ambulance and how he was fought with the strength of people with golden heart and weird representations of their will of fight and justice.

Maybe it will never been written down on history books, but it surely wasn’t going to be forgotten by the people who had to fight that monster.

It didn’t matter how many years passed, the memory was still there and it came back every summer since then, every year less stronger, but still there.

‘’Rohan Kishibe!’’ a female voice came from the door of his studio.

The person mentioned, without leaving the pencil he was holding strongly on his hand, turned around with his chair and looked at his wife.

Many things changed with the years, one of them was that the famous mangaka got married with a beautiful woman with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes in which the artist could create beautiful landscapes and scenarios looking at them (He would never admit it tho). It was in 1999 that he met you, that awful summer, but he thanked God, if it existed, that he got to meet you in that horrible period.

‘’I am working’’ he simply answered and was already turning around to keep on working on his manga.

But you were having none of his ‘i’m working’. You walked and, placing your hand on the back of his chair, made him turn around once more.

‘’You know we are having visit today’’ You strongly said.

‘’So?’’ the mangaka asked, he didn’t see the relation between having visit and not working.

‘’I am not having visit on the living room when we have a backyard beautiful enough to have tea and some sweets there’’ the woman with (H/C) crossed her arms in front of her chest.

‘’And what do you want me to do? You can open the door by yourself’’ he, once again, tried to turn the chair to continue inking the sketch.

‘’I didn’t come here for you to open the door of the backyard’’ you stated.

‘’So? What did you call me for?’’ Rohan asked inking the drawing.

‘’I need you to water the grass.’’

The man with dark hair stopped inking and placed the pen on the table, turning the chair slowly around to look back at you, still with your arms crossed and looking right at him.

‘’You want me to what?’’ the mangaka asked confused getting up from the chair.

‘’You heard me.’’

‘’I am not watering the plants outside.’’

‘’Why not?’’

‘’Because I am the great Rohan Kishibe, i am one of the most famous mangakas in the world, and the better in Morioh-’’ you cut him mid sentence ‘’And apparently the great mangaka can’t do mundane things like watering the plants?’’ the question lef your lips making Rohan shut up ‘’We are having the visit outside and it’s your choice if you prefer melting under the sun or at least having a fresh breeze every now and then with the wet grass plus the amazing smell of the watered grass’’ you finished closing the door of the studio with your leave.

This was one of the reasons that made Rohan fall for you, you could be the sweetest person on Earth, but when you were planning something that sweet behaviour changed to a more demanding one. He liked that you talked to him back, it was quite the surprise the first time but he soon knew he liked your personality, it was strong and he has always admired strong personalities, like Koichi’s, who changed from a shy one to stronger one. That is one of the reasons why Jotaro trusted Koichi enough to ask him to help him with some matters regarding stands in other countries.

And, as a matter of fact, it is that Koichi was returning from one of his journeys that you suggested to have a reunion with the group. All the group.

At first the ‘’great mangaka’’ refused to have Josuke and Okuyasu at his house, but finally gave up with your insistence and Koichi’s comment: ‘’It would be great to see all the group together again when i return’’ (Rohan didn’t care at first if we are being honest, but then decided it was a good idea to have some ideas for future chapters of his manga).

Rohan sighed in defeat and went back to finish the page he was inking. Once he finished the page and set it with the other finished ones, the mangaka left his studio and went downstairs to open the door of his backyard and look at the grass, recently cut, and went to one side of the wall, where a hose was rolled.

‘’Can’t believe the great Rohan Kishibe is actually going to water this place a bit’’ your voice came as you took your head out of the window placed on the kitchen that faced that part of the house.

He furrowed his eyebrows and ignored you as he unrolled the hose and let the water run. Rohan moved the hose from one place to another to make all the plants wet.

‘’Awww babe, don’t ignore me’’ you laughed going back to the kitchen.

The dark haired man placed his free hand on his hip and kept the water running as he moved.

‘’Daddy, what are you doing?’’ a small and sweet voice came from one of his sides.

Rohan turned his head to look at his daughter standing on the door of the backyard.

Yes, a daughter.

She came as a surprise. Rohan told you that he didn’t want to have kids and it wasn’t a surprise. He spent too much time on his studio working on his manga, and his personality didn’t really match with one of a father.

You discovered you were pregnant one morning after week of feeling unease, at it was by Yukako’s suggestion that you decided to try a pregnancy test which turned out to be positive. You cried that morning holding onto the test while being locked on the bathroom. Rohan, hearing you ran and knocked the door asking you what happened. Deciding not to tell him yet, you lied saying that Josuke sent you a video of a kitty and made you emotional, you knew that would make him stop asking as he didnt’ stand Josuke, he standed him a little bit more than when the poor Josuke was 17 but he still didn’t like him enough. You kept the pregnancy as a secret, hiding the test.

Until one morning.

You woke up and went to the bathroom because of nausea and after that to the kitchen for breakfast. It was then that you noticed Rohan, his arms crossed, his eyes looking right through you with his eyebrows furrowed, and the pregnancy test right in the table, in front of the mangaka.

The next part of the story was one you prefer to forget, as you both shouted in a heated argument that almost made you two fall apart. You ran to your family’s home that day ,not wanting to see him because you would argue again. Rohan couldn’t focus on his manga.

A week later he called you and, while you were expecting an apology, he said he would work to be a good father and a good husband for that family you two were creating.

He promised he would work on his manga only in the mornings and a bit after lunch, the rest of the day he would focus on his family. 

He still needed to work on that tho.

You both were still worried about being a good parental figure to the little child until the little girl came to the world, you cried holding your crying baby and Rohan focused on the baby’s face, it was red and full of wrinkles. She kind of looked like a monkey. But a cute kind of monkey.

‘’She’s a girl, so what are you going to name her?’’ the mangaka asked looking at you, his wife, holding his baby.

In the sixth month of pregnancy you were both deciding the name of the baby and, as the gender of the baby was a mystery, he suggested that, if the baby was a girl, you should name her, while if the baby was a boy, he would name him.

‘’I thought about naming her Aiko’’ you confessed smiling.

‘’Aiko?’’ he asked.

‘’Yeah, like that secondary character of your manga, i have a sweet spot for her’’ oh man if that didn’t boost Rohan’s ego even higher. ‘’Do you want to hold her?’’

‘’Me?’’ Rohan asked confused.

‘’Who else, silly?’’ you smiled offering the baby, who stopped crying.

The green eyed man gulped and held the baby, she was so small, what if he dropped her? Suddenly he realized that she had a little bit of dark hair, just like his. And he smiled, kissing the baby’s head.

But that was five years ago. 

Back to the present, he was looking at Aiko, her hair just like his, and her eyes just like yours.

‘’Watering the backyard’’ he answered focusing again on the hose.

‘’Are you watering the flowers?’’ she walked closer and held into the great mangaka’s leg.

‘’Yes’’ he answered.

‘’Mommy calls me flower’’ Aiko smiled, and Rohan looked at her confused.

‘’Yes she does’’ He was confused, what relation did it have with the backyard? That’s why he didn’t want kids (not that he regretted having Aiko, he loved her deeply), he couldn’t understand them, and his wife has told him not to use Heaven’s Door to try and understand the little girl. And he didn’t want her angry, he already experienced that when he used his stand on the (E/C) woman without her permission.

 ‘’That means…’’ the five year old child smiled and placed herself on the middle of the backyard ‘’You should water me too!’’ she shouted throwing her arms to the sky.

 ‘Oh, so that why she said the flower thing’ Rohan thought to himself understanding everything. ‘’We are having visit, you don’t want to be all wet when they come, do you?’’ he said moving the hose to a place where Aiko was not standing.

‘’Please!’’ she begged ‘’I will tell mommy to change my clothes before they come’’

Rohan thought about it for a moment, it is hot outside and the little girl only wants to be fresh, right? Just like the plants (Y/N) told him to water.

The dark haired man sighed and moved the hose, aiming right at Aiko and getting her all wet and giggling. He then moved the hose and kept watering the plants.

‘’Are you happy?’’ the mangaka asked looking at the little girl.

‘’Again!’’ she laughed.

Rohan had now a smile on his face, moving the hose to water the girl again.

‘’Oh man! Are we really doing this?!’’ a voice the green eyed man knew too well shouted behind him as the owner of the voice ran to Aiko’s side. ‘’Water me, Rohan-sensei’’ Josuke said opening his arms all wide.

‘’Me too, me too!’’ another male voice sounded placing himself in the other side of Aiko.

Josuke and Okuyasu were wearing still their police uniforms, after finishing high-school Josuke decided he wanted to follow his grandfather’s steps protecting Morioh from all harm, while Okuyasu followed Josuke, his best friend after all this time.

Rohan furrowed his eyebrows and aimed at the two ‘idiots’ (as he calls them) with the hose, watering the two adults too.

‘’Dad!!’’ Aiko shouted before being watered again herself.

 Josuke shaked his head, letting his pompadour hair fall over his face.

‘’Uncle Josuke!! Your hair!!’’ Aiko exclaimed pointing at the hair.

‘’I am angry now!!’’ he said jokingly picking Aiko up ‘’I am going to hit Okuyasu because i am so angry!’’

‘’Uncle Josuke, no!!’’ the little girl screamed hugging Josuke’s neck trying to stop him.

‘’Josuke!’’ Okuyasu shouted as he received a really soft punch from his best friend ‘’No!! It hurts!!’’ Okuyasu dropped to the floor.

Rohan, apparently too attached to the hose,  and too annoyed by Josuke’s and Okuyasu’s shenanigans, aimed the hose again at the two, watering them again. The three people being watered laughed, and started to run trying to escape from the water, but the mangaka himself was enjoying watering the two idiots that were playing with his daughter.

Josuke, Okuyasu and Aiko were filling the air with laughs and giggles while they were getting wet, even Rohan was smiling, but it was more like an evil smile.

Suddenly, the water stopped coming from the hose, the three wet people looked at Rohan and smiled, trying not to laugh. The mangaka was confused ‘why did the water stopped coming?’ he thought looking at through the tiny hole where the water was supposed to come from. 

A huge amount of water went out from the hose right at the green eyed man’s face, making him fall on his butt from the surprise.

He turned his head around and looked at you, who has taken her foot from the hose to let the water continue running, your laughter fusing with the other three wet people and now Koichi’s and Yukako’s too.

‘’I was going to say that you all should sit down because i already prepared the tea, but i think you are all fine with the water’’ you laughed.

‘’Mommy, you too!’’ Aiko ran to the hose and tried to pick it up, but the propulsion of the water was too strong for her to hold, she tried to aim at you but failed.

‘’You heard Aiko, (Y/N), you too’’ Rohan smiled evilly and picked up the girl and the hose aiming at you, watering you too.

‘’Rohan! Aiko! Don’t! I have to get back inside!’’ you said trying to run away, already wet.

‘’Yeah! Focus on us instead!’’ Josuke shouted.

‘’I want to join too!’’ Koichi shouted joining his group of friends.

Rohan turned around, while still holding a wet Aiko, and aimed at the three guys in front of him. All of them dropped to the floor, laughing and with water dripping from their hair, as well as Aiko’s hair and Rohan’s.

Yukako went to sit on the tea table waiting for you to appear back with cold tea. The great Kishibe finally turned off the running water and sat on the few stars that separated the backyard and the house. He let his hand run through his wet hair and sighed while Aiko did just like Josuke, moved her head, hitting his father with her wet hair, but it didn’t bother him.

‘’I am back with ice tea’’ your voice was heard through the backyard, placing every glass in the tea table in which Yukako was sitting.

‘’I missed this’’ Koichi confessed giggling.

Finally, everyone was sitting around the tea table, except Yukako, all wet and drinking tea, well, Aiko was drinking juice. The conversation filled the air with some laughs and giggles, with jokes and experiences. Suddenly, a yawn interrupted the conversation and everybody’s eyes turned at Aiko, whose eyes were slowly shutting and her head slowly falling, but everytime the head fell she would open her eyes wide open and try to stay awake a bit longer.

‘’I am taking her to bed’’ Rohan said picking the girl on his arms.

‘’Aiko, say goodbye’’ you said smiling at your daughter.

‘’Bye Uncle Josuke, bye uncle Okuyasu’’ a yawn escaped her lips ‘’bye uncle Koichi, bye aunt Yukako.’’

Rohan didn’t come back, and half an hour after taking Aiko to bed, everyone said their goodbyes and left to their own houses. You closed the door behind you and went to Aiko’s room to see why he didn’t came back.

The (H/C) haired woman opened the door slowly seeing Aiko sleeping, and Rohan hugging her, sleeping too.

You smiled and went to kiss the foreheads of the two people sleeping.

And right when you were going to close the door and sleepy voice talked.

‘’Not to make this a competition, but she said she loves me a lot lots’’ Rohan said half asleep.

‘’Well, Aiko and i have a lot more in common than the eye color’’ you whispered smiling ‘’I too love you a lot lot.’’ but he didn’t listen the last part as he fell asleep again.

[junosartsthetic]

Hi! I would like to request a oneshot (please?) Josuke with a Female S/O that has ADHD this becomes a problem because Josuke's trying to confess and the reader keeps zoning out? So Josuke just makes a bold move? (Like kiss her etc) Tysm ❤️

I’ve not been formally diagnosed with ADHD, though I do show a lot of signs of it, therefore if I get anything wrong I apologize. This is such a cute prompt, though!

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The park trees whistled in the breeze, leaves blowing carelessly as you walked. Your good friend Josuke walked beside you, his hands shoved in his pockets as a light blush dusted his cheeks.

You paid no mind to him, however, eyes darting around to take in the peaceful scenery. It was such a pretty day outside. A bird chirped in a nearby tree and you spotted its beautiful feathers flapping merrily. You wondered if it was calling to someone, maybe its family. Or was it signalling for love?

You smiled. You wished it luck. True love was hard to find, especially in a place like Morioh where nothing ever changes. 

Josuke agreed with you. His hands were clammy in his pockets. Today was the day. He was going to do it. He was going to confess his love to you, he just had to work up the courage.

When Josuke suddenly stopped on the park path, you didn’t notice at first, and it took his hand tugging on your arm to stop. “Oh, sorry,” you said, “What’s up, Josuke?”

He scratched his neck, eyes downcast. “I, umm, I wanted to tell you somethin’.”

“Course,” you replied. “What is it?”

Josuke cleared his throat. He opened his mouth. He looked up to confess face to face. And was met with your back.

“Oh my goodness, look at you!” you squealed, petting the dog who had walked by you with their owner. “Aren’t you just the cutest? Yes you are, yes you are!”

Josuke let out a sigh. “Uhh… are… are you still listening? This is kind of important.”

You spun around. “Oh yes. Sorry. I couldn’t help myself. But yes. Go ahead.”

Josuke nodded. He sucked in a breath, getting ready. Your gaze moved elsewhere, eyes locked onto a pretty butterfly flying past.

Huffing, Josuke grabbed your hands, drawing your attention back to him.

Your eyes meet. “Look, I’m in love with you!”

You blinked once. Twice. Three times. “Huh?”

He bit his lip, mortified. Of course you didn’t feel the same. What a ridiculous thought. He should never have said anything…

“Josuke, what’d you say? Sorry, I spaced. I legit didn’t hear you, but I’m listening loud and clear now, I swear.”

He hesitantly leaned forward, sweaty palms cupping your cheeks. You rose a brow. “Josuke? Whatcha doin’?”

“Can I just show you what I’m trying to say?”

Red cheeks flared. You set your hands on top of his. “Uhh, sure. Go for it. I trust you. You’re my best friend.”

Hearts clenched.

Josuke closed the distance gently, his shaky lips pressing against yours. He could feel the softness. He could taste the strawberries you’d eaten for a snack. He could hear the birds chirping. His senses were all on fire. He only planned to kiss you for a moment, but then he felt you kiss back, your hands moving to his own cheeks.

Did you feel the same way? Were you actually enjoying this as much as he was? Could he actually make you his s/o instead of just a friend?

When you finally let go of his cheeks and pulled away, you let out a breath of relief. 

“Josuke, does this mean you like me?”

“I’ve always liked you,” he responded, “But I’ve realized for a while now... I’m also in love with you.”

You smiled, face flushed as you played with your fingers. “I wanted to say something but didn’t want to because I didn’t know you felt the same way… and I’m so scatterbrained sometimes that I fear nobody had the patience to deal with me.”

Josuke laughed. “I love you. All of you. You and your mind.”

You grabbed his hand, beginning to walk down the path again. “So, does this make us more than friends?”

“If you want us to be.”

You nodded. “More than anything.”

He squeezed your hand. “Then yes. Yes it does.” He smiled widely, scratching his neck. “And thank God for that.”

Hope you enjoyed!<3