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Mista's sex pistol (sorry)

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This year for pride month I want trans people to be alive. Thank you.

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fantaspriteplaya

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their love is so powerful that they can show me cartoons for free

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hihi! hope you’re doing well :)

can i request Jonathan, Joseph & Caesar having a crush on a bit of a stand offish reader? reader is a powerful Hamon user, arguably one of the best around, but because of her experience being underestimated and undermined by a lot of male users (the casual misogyny in part 2 </3) she chooses not to use her Hamon to fight and doesn’t enjoy the company of male users.

for the Jonathan part i think reader would be an assistant to Baron Zeppeli who is only there as backup (and maybe feels indebted to him in some way) and for the Caesar & Joseph parts i think reader would be a maid like Suzie Q who chose to stay on the island with Lisa Lisa after her training and opt to have a quieter life instead of fighting with Hamon again.

reader does genuinely care about the characters but doesn’t want to risk being undermined by them in a fighting sense nor does she want to have her heart broken.

tysm :)

Crushing on Standoffish Hamon User! Reader

Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli x Hamon User! Reader

hello! this is so cute!! hope you enjoy what i cooked up :)

tags: time period sexism, fluff, hamon user! reader, the boys being stupidly stubborn but sweet, reader is heavily implied to be female, no established relationship

word count: 1.2k

Jonathan Joestar

He couldn't help himself. He didn't know what to really think when he met up with Zeppeli one morning for another one of their Hamon training sessions when his eyes caught the sight of a women beside him.

"You've done exceptionally well on your training, Jojo. Your techniques are getting stronger and you're finally beginning to shift your energy onto bigger objects." Zeppeli applauded before shifting his gaze over to you. "This is (Y/n). She's an incredibly trained Hamon user, far more advanced than myself when I first began. She's here as backup, but I trust her judgment just as I trust yours."

You give a curt nod. Not unfriendly, just distant. You stand with perfect posture, arms folded neatly, the sun catching the faint shimmer of Hamon flickering around your fingers.

Jonathan bows, sincerely. "It's an honor to meet you. I hope I can learn something from your presence, if not your tutelage."

You don’t smile, but there’s a flicker of respect behind your eyes.

He doesn't struck me as the type to really underestimate you. Just because you were a women doesn't mean you're not strong. If Zeppeli trusted you, then why shouldn't he as well? Even though you don't really fight beside him, he tends to always thinks about you in tense situations: What would she do? If only I could hear her voice right now.

He knows better than to question why you don't fight anymore, let alone pester much about your past. He just silently wishes you didn’t have to feel that way in the first place. Most of all, he is just respectful of your boundaries and your wishes, he admires your strength. It's kinda what keeps you from walking away from him.

Sometimes you catch him watching you while you’re meditating with Hamon energy in your palms. You snap him out of it with a flat, “…Something on your mind?” and he'd stammers. “Just… admiring your discipline. Nothing more.”

He doesn't hide his feelings well. He leaves you small, thoughtful offerings. Fresh flowers, mended gloves once after a battle. He doesn’t say “I love you,” but you can feel it in the way he shields your flank and listens when others talk over you.

Joseph Joestar

He thinks you're really sexy, in a super mysterious and super cool way. Can't help but feel so drawn to you, makes him want to get to know you more but little does he know that you pack more than just a pretty face for him to shoot his shot with.

"This is way more than just a mansion!" Joseph whistles when he and Caesar both follow Lisa Lisa into her estate, eyes marveled at the wall patterns and glass tiled windows. "Should've known you were made of money, Lisa Lisa." He chirps with a little smug grin.

"Enough." She silenced him as she glanced over her shoulder, her stare was icey but her voice was still warm. "If you'll excuse me, I have some errands to attend. Please don't cause any trouble." Lisa Lisa instructed before she called over Suzi Q and, of course, yourself as the two of you were at her side. Her two most entrusted maids, as she made note that Joseph and Caesar would stay in the manor for a short while as she does her business before leaving the four of you alone.

You could feel Joseph's stare out the corner of your eye but you pay no mind. "Nice to meet you." You greeted quietly.

You don't laugh at his jokes, honestly he you were a tough nut to crack but he also just claims that you were only 'playing hard to get' in which you ignored any of his advances. You were familiar the kind of man Joseph Joestar was, and yet you could feel your eyes linger on him when he wasn't looking as he does his training.

Later he'd find out just how strong you were, now he was more curious as to why you pose as Lisa Lisa's servant instead of a strong Hamon fighter like her. Honestly, that alone makes him almost a little intimidated by you in which he tries to play it off with more jokes.

But there’s a moment where he sees you practicing Hamon alone/ You were quiet, focused, elegant in your form and it stuns him into silence. “…You’re really something,” he says, genuinely and you were a bit surprised that he wasn't smirking and playing this off like a joke like he always does. You pause, slowly opening your eyes to look over your shoulder. “I know.” And the both of you share a small smile.

He'll want to know more about you, no matter how much you try to push him away. He'll be genuine with his words, no jokes when he tells you that he admires your strength and that he'll beat any man that tries to talk down on you. You find yourself slowly catching feelings, but Joseph is already in way too deep.

Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli

You're stunning in his eyes, he already holds so much respect for you and is aware of your existence and strength through Lisa Lisa as well as remembering fighting alongside you once. The encounter was brief but he never forgot about you.

"It's you." He blurted out when he ran into you as he walked passed the corridors of the estate during his and Joseph's Hamon training session. You glanced back at him, raising a brow as you were confused by what he meant. "(Y/n)? Right? Lisa Lisa has told me a bit about you.. actually we were in battle once, I can't forget a pretty face like yours, bella. You were incredible." "You're mistaken." You shook your head at him. "That wasn't me, now if you'll excuse me." You excused yourself and left him there stunned, but he wasn't crazy. He definitely knew your face and he'd get to the bottom of it.

It wasn't until one day you were folding laundry and hanging them on the clothesline by the garden, Caesar was meditating not too far. You bit the inside of your cheek as you stared at his stance, his memory of him calling you by your name stuck with you. You gave him benefit of the doubt and confessed that you do remember the fight and his face was also familiar to you.

You were always standoffish. Now he finally understands why you serve under Lisa Lisa. He’s seen the way men dismiss women Hamon users. He tries to joke with you like he does with everyone else, but you meet him with neutral silence and maybe a dry, “You done talking yet?” And that only makes him more into you. You’re mysterious, grounded, unaffected by charm. It throws him completely.

He doesn't pressure you, rather, he respects your decision to stay out of battle and instead he'd spend a lot of his time hanging out with you on the days where he isn't training. He's a bit surprised that you manage to agree to let him stick around as you do your chores, often answering some questions that he has about you but still keeping that boundary.

In a way, you slowly start to fall for him because he really is unlike everyone else. He spends time with you to genuinely get to know you, not because of your past or to get something out of you. He tries to get your trust without expecting your heart, but oh, he’d give anything if you offered it.

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i loved the gyaru request so much it made me think (i love you whoever requested that) what if josuke and gyaruo reader were rivals like theyre always trying to one up the other in terms of style or something 😭 it would be even funnier if reader was an enemy stand user before this and were like omg he looks so cool it pisses me off

Josuke x Rival Gyaruo! Reader

im so glad you liked it! this sounds like a really fun request :) hope you enjoy!

tags: sfw, some fluff and comedy, josuke being a little troll, romantic tension, flirty banter, okuyasu and koichi are there too, reader is presented as masc (x male! reader) using he/him pronons.

You run into each other constantly and it starts to piss the both of you off. At first, it was only passive eye contact and small scoffs. But upon your second encounter, he actually initiates a conversation with you though you kinda wished he didn't.

"You walk around lookin' like that?" He'd questioned, his tone was snide but his eyes darted between your leopard print jacket, to your jeans fitting tightly against your legs, down to your platform boots that added some height to your stature. Though, his comment made a vein visibly pop out on your forehead as your jaw clenched.

"You're one to talk." You responded back. "Aren't you that delinquent from school? Never seen a guy like you care so much to how he looks. Then again... not like you put that much effort." You crossed your arms.

From there, things escalates and it takes Koichi to actually break the two of you apart, with Josuke cracking his knuckles as he'd slowly approach you in which you threatened to call your stand out to defend yourself. Okuyasu wasn't much help considering he was hyping Josuke help, saying "fuck him up, Josuke!".

Sure, the two of you physically have fought before with your stands equally clashing with one another. However, most of your rivalry came from one-upping each other at school with any added accessories to your uniforms or to your hairs.

The both of you are also extremely petty with one another. It took walking by each other through the hallways at school that you realized you were wearing the same cologne. One day, Josuke's sitting in class with Okuyasu and he rests his cheek against his palm and would mumble out, "That guy’s got an attitude." with a pout.

It gets to the point where you find yourselves finding each other infuriatingly attractive. During one of your arguments, you catch him staring at you a little too long before he says something along the lines of, "Your eyeliner is a little off, dude."

Genuinely stunned and you'd get a little flustered that he'd notice something so small like that. You'd cover your face a bit and avert your gaze as you immediately rushed to the mirror to fix your makeup before discreetly thanking him for pointing it out. You found yourself doing the same, for anytime a strand of his hair was out of place in its usual pompadour, you even offer to fix it for him.

Everybody has noticed that the two of you had soften up with each other. Instead of constantly yelling at each others face, now you're just playfully bickering and adjusting each other's collars or dusting off lint. It was getting so obvious that there were feelings getting developed. The worst part was that neither of you were aware that you were basically flirting.

And when you lean in for a kiss during a particular argument, you left him in complete shock. You wanted to apologize for doing something so irrational until you felt his lips press back on to yours again. In the end, you both lost the battle. Or perhaps this was a win, now that instead of crossing paths with death glares, you're now walking down the street holding hands.

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could you do the joestars proposing to there s/o after they nearly lose them in a fight

Joestars Proposing To S/O After Nearly Losing Them In A Fight

why does this literally sound like something that would actually happen omg. this was really cute to write!! please enjoy and thank you for the request :)

tags: sfw, very sweet, mentions of death, reader is a hamon/stand user in respective parts, gender neutral! reader

Jonathan Joestar

He'd kneel beside you, his gloved hand trembling as he cradles yours. His face, bruised up with dry blood staining his chiseled cheek and his eyes were warm like the sun setting on your skin. He looked at you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

"When I saw you lying there, I felt like my entire world was slipping away. I realized then, there's not future I want unless you're in it. Please," The grip he had on your hand tightened and his voice shook a bit. "let me spend the rest of my life proving how much I love you. Will you marry me?"

Joseph Joestar

He'd hold your bruised face in his hands, eyes glassy despite him having his usual cocky grin. It was rare to see him look so broken and vulnerable, even in those dire times he always manage to have a smile for you to look up to.

"You scared the hell outta me, y'know that? I thought I was gonna lose you forever." He chuckled weakly, gently patting at your cheeks. "Okay, I'm just gonna cut right through the chase. So, whaddya say? Let's beat death to the punch." He said, trailing one of his hands down to grab ahold of yours. "Marry me before the next lunatic comes to steal you away from me."

Jotaro Kujo

You two were alone in the hospital as you were bedridden and were recovering from your injuries. He hasn't left your side for days and honestly, it's flustered you to see that he cares this much. So it came to a shock to you when he drops the big question as he stands awkwardly and pulls a small box out.

"I'm not good at this kind of thing. But when I thought you might die... I couldn't breathe. I don't ever want to feel that again. So... will you marry me?"

Josuke Higashikata

He had barely managed to treat your wounds with Crazy Diamond after your big battle. It was pouring, he dropped to his knees in the mud and clutched your hand. You couldn't bare to see the pained look on his face as his voice trembles.

"You can't scare me like that again. I-.. I thought I was gonna lose you. I love you more than anything. I want to be able to protect you and be there for you for the rest of our lives. Will... you be mine forever?"

Giorno Giovanna

He was relieved that he had patched you back up in time. He refused to let you die by his hands. He sat beside you, bloodied and weary, his golden hair matted with sweat and his gaze was soft. His touches were gentle and light. He spoke to you, his voice dripping with honey and you could hear it forever.

"I've seen too much death to ignore what truly matters. I will build a world where you are safe, by my side. Will you marry me, and help me make that dream real?"

Jolyne Cujoh

She holds you tightly, like if she lets go, you'll disappear. Her hair was messy, uniform torn, and dried blood on her knuckles.

"You idiot," She says softly, her voice cracking a bit. "You almost died trying to protect me, I told you I can handle myself." She'd wipe her tears roughly, not wanting to cry in front of you but she couldn't help it. "You mean so much to me, If I lost you I wouldn't know what to do. I'm not really good with this stuff but I love you. So screw it, marry me and let's fight for each other each day.

Johnny Joestar

He'd grip your hand tightly, tears mixing in with the dirt that was on his face. He couldn't forgive himself. You were still alive, yes, but you jumped in trying to save him only for that to backfire in your place.

"It was my fault for making you act so stupid like that. Seeing you like that, it just made me realize that you're the reason I've come this far." His voice was shaky as he tightened the grip he had with your hand. "I don't ever want to lose you again because of me, and I don't ever plan to take another step unless you're right by my side. Marry me?"

Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)

He stood beside you as you laid down on the hospital bed still recovering. He looked down like you were the most precious and fragile thing in the world. His eyes were filled with guilt and sorrow, glassy from wanting to cry.

"You really scared me. If I lost you it would've felt like I lost myself. You're the one thing that made all of me feel real. I just know I want to be with you. So..." He pulled a small box out. "Would you marry me?"

Jodio Joestar

He'd stand over your bruised body, hands in his pockets and a little pout on his face. Even near death, he keeps his demeanor cool but you could see him visibly start to shake when he finally looks down at you.

"You seriously trying to be the superhero? You're such a dummy, you almost died right in front of me, how do you think that would make me feel? I want... you to be with me always. I can't afford to lose you, not like that ever again. Just... promise me that you'll stay with me forever."

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omg im almost at 200 followers, this is crazy 😭 thank u guys for following and enjoying my content!! really means a lot and i swear i'll try to push out more. i have a couple of request that i need to get to but school's been kicking my buns.. my finals are coming up but afterwards its freedom‼️‼️

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Could i please get some headcanons for team bucciarati with a harpy reader? I'd prefer platonic for this though. I would love it if there was a sibling bond between reader and narancia. Reader showing everyone some cool tricks OOH OR EVEN FLYING WITH THEM! Being introduced to different human things 🤭 omg !

Team Bucciarati w/ Harpy! Reader

i had to do some research on what a harpy is and i fell into a deep rabbithole. thank you for the request and hope you enjoy!! <33

Bruno Bucciarati

He'd instantly adapt to you being a harpy like it's totally normal. He's not one to judge you for it.

Will calmly pick feathers off his suit mid-conversation and hand them back to you saying, "You dropped this."

Adjust mission plans so rooftop and high ledges are accessible for you.

If you're roosting on a high bookshelf to nap during a meeting, he'd quietly say, "They're resting," and moves the team meeting elsewhere.

He'd also start scheduling "wing care" into your daily routine, whether you like it or not. He is does not want to argue about it with you. He's also worried about you molting feathers all over the hideout, which is why he established it.

"Ten minutes of grooming. No arguments."

You're valuable to the team, he'll accept you and soften up around you. He's never gonna leave you behind.

"You're part of the team. Harpy or not, you're still my responsibility."

Giorno Giovanna

He is also unshaken by your nature. It's just another part of who you are, no stranger than a Stand. He speaks to you like he'll speak to anyone, he'll see you as an equal.

He'll pluck your molted feathers off his suit without any complaint. Might even use them as quills.

When you fly, he's always watching the skies. If you're ever shot down or injured mid-air, Giorno is always the first underneath you as he cushions your falls with Golden Experience using vines.

If you sneak around him and sniff him quietly, he will notice and the minute you look up he's already looking down at you.

Won't say anything until one day he casually turns to you and says, "You like the scent of bergamont, don't you? I switched colognes."

He can be fairly intuitive. Notices how you flap your wings when you're anxious or tilt your head when you're confused. It's the little things that he can tell.

"I see you preen your wings most often in the evening. That's when I'll schedule our downtime."

Leone Abbacchio

Cold at first. Don't take it too seriously though, it's just how he is. Would probably say something along the lines like, "Are we collecting cryptids now?" with his arms crossed and his eyes staring hard at you and a mean scowl.

You two share quiet moments, he's somebody you can hang around with if you really don't wanna talk but still want the presence of someone being there. Could be at rooftops, ledges, or remote balconies. He'll have a wine glass and you'll be perched up right beside him.

He'd start calling you "Feathers" more than your actual name. He stopped doing it in front of the others though, he clicked his tongue when Mista pointed out that he does care about you more than he wanted to admit.

One day, someone would ask if the two of you are even friends and he'd look off to the side and say, "They're not an idiot.. so maybe."

If you're emotionally shaken and anxious about something, he won't do hugs nor would he sugarcoat any advice or comforting words. But he'll let you sit next to him and he'll leave a hand close enough to brush your feathers with ease.

"You've survived. That's all that matters."

Guido Mista

Oh he thinks you're so cool. He's also so corny and makes too many bird jokes. You hate to admit that it's funny but sometimes you tilt your head in confusion when you don't understand some.

"What's the word, bird?" , "Hey, don't get in a flap! I was just teasing!" , "Bet you'd kill it at karaoke. Hollow bones, hollow voice, right?"

He would 100% wants you to give him a ride on your back at some point. It probably ends with both of you crashing into a tree. You're both covered in bruises but you're still sharing a laugh.

You and Sex Pistols get along great. They perch up in your feathers or try to mimic your chirps sometimes. It drives Mista crazy when they beg you for snacks instead of him.

He's your best match in terms of coordinated attacks. During battle, he'll fire some bullets, and you'll dive and smack it mid-air with your talon as it redirects back to the enemy. He'll laugh and say, "We make a good team, birdbrain!"

Narancia Ghirga

He also thinks you're the coolest ever. Would definitely ask you to give him a ride, but unlike Mista, the two of you fly around in one peace and land perfectly and safely back down.

Would ask a lot of questions, like way too much actually and sometimes they can get a bit personal. Though you don't mind it since it's just a way for him to show his own curiosity he has towards you.

You protect him a lot during battles instead of the other way around. Instinctively wrapping your wings around him if he becomes targeted. Get's a little cocky about it too ("See? I'm important!) but deep down, he's touched and feels secure around you, feels like your little brother.

You would stare at him and watch as he glues your fallen feathers onto his arms and starts waving them a bit with a big smile. He told you he wants to become a harpy too but he ends up falling face first in an attempt to fly. But he swore that he felt.. "10% lighter!"

Despite you protecting him half the time, he'll be down to return the favor and protect you instead. Would square up to any creep that tried to mock you, spitting at them and kicking them down.

"Say it to my face, bastard! You leave 'em alone or I'll make your helpless ass feel sorry!"

Panacotta Fugo

He freezes upon your first encounter. Not neccessarily from fear but because he is purely fascinated by you. Unlike Narancia, he tries not to bombard you with questions, but his brain is spinning with biology and evolutionary possibilities.

Fugo's explosive anger can get intense at times but you managed to calm him when he feels like he's about to burst. One word from you, or a soft wing flick to his shoulder, can snap him out of a spiral. He never admits it, but it grounds him and he's grateful.

He’s kinda obsessed with making sure you don’t get infections from injuries, especially since you might land in odd places. He carries antiseptic specifically for you. He doesn't even let Giorno tend the wounds considering he could just use Golden Experience. Instead, he'd treat you himself and scold you for it.

If you’re ever curious, Fugo would enjoy study sessions, even if you perch on a bookshelf while reading. He may tease your bird-brain literally or jokingly ask you not to shed feathers on his notes.

"If you ever so much think about preening near my marginalia, I'll shave you bald."

Trish Una

She thinks you're beautiful and would like to accessorize your feathers, maybe even keep some for herself. She'd want you to take good care of yourself, just like how she does it.

Would schedule 'Self-care Sundays' with face mask, mani-padis (even for your talons), and lots of stretching. It's a whole day where you spend time with her without the others being around. In her words, it's a break from them.

"Y/n, no beak touching! We're not in the wild. Sit down and let me fix you up, you're in no condition to leave looking like... that."

One thing she would struggle with getting behind is the nests you build sometimes. You'd invite her to stay but she'd hesitate for a moment, feeling around. "It's disgusting, it's tangled, it's unwashed... but as long as you're comfortable then it should be fine."

Would flinch and cover her eyes if you try and show her some tricks. She'd muster up the courage to smile and clap but she'd still be scared for you.

She'll forever be grateful to have you as part of the team. You saved her once from having a panic attack, you wrapped a wing around her and pulled her in close like a cocoon. She cried and never talked about it again, even when you bring it up she tells you she doesn't recall, but she finds herself sitting closer to you.

"...Thanks for being here. And for not making it weird. Even if you shed all over my outfits."

fin!

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hopefully may will be kinder to me

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Iggy need smoko.

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everyone shut up. look at how cool shadow is

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Squidward clocking out of the Krusty Krab and heading to the nearest gay after hours event 

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Abbacchio x reader that is like a granny? Has a cute garden, makes quilts, feeds stray cats, falls asleep pretty easily, and baking treats for the gang. Also i chose abbacchio for this because i see him as a grumpy old man sometimes.

Leone Abbacchio x Granny-like! Reader

this is so cute and so real because he really is like a grandpa lol old man abbachio but he looks good for his age

tags: cavity inducing fluff, abbacchio being a little mean, no implications that reader is stand user (up to you to decide), reader is gender neutral but there is a bit of a feminine undertone!!

Despite his gruff exterior and perpetual scowl, Abbacchio finds you inexplicably comforting. You're warm, your scent of lavender and worn books and chocolate chip cookies drives him insane. He'll envelop you in his arms without a word, digging his face into your shirt as you giggle and playfully pride him off.

He'll audibly groan when you need him to hold yarn while you wind it, but he holds it for you every single time. One day you caught him finishing a quilt square that you didnt have time to do. Needless to say, you were very touched.

No matter how rough his day is, he'll sit at the wooden bench that you keep under an apple or fig tree and let you rub his back. He's always stressed, you're his only way out and you help him cleanse his mind with just your presence alone.

Sometimes you'll watch a movie together and you fall asleep midway through. He'd carry you to bed without waking you up. And if you snore, he'll gently shift your head so that it'll be easier for you to breathe. And he'll look over his shoulder a few times, just taking in your sight before grumbling under his breath at how ridiculous you are.

There's a fluffy tabby that often visits your garden that you deemed to be named "Mr. Pickles". He says he doesn't care about the cat. But you panicked about how ill Mr.Pickles had gotten, and he sighed to himself and managed to nurse the feline back to health and wiped the tears that fell down your face as you cradled the healthy cat in your arms.

He melts on the inside whenever he hears you fussing over him. "Did you eat today? You're too pale. Come here, I made soup." He could hear you say to him almost sweetly, ushering for him to sit down and he'd always comply with a grumble.

Speaking of food, you'd think about the others as well much to his own displeasure as he looks off brooding. Mista once cried over your almond biscotti. Fugo's been known to carry those strawberry and butterscotch drops you give him like treasure. And when you make dinner for the others, you'd always make sure to label them with cutesy cursive and a little doodle at the end and send Abbacchio off to go drop them. He'd have to bite back his tongue when he gave Giorno your homemade Aricini.

He's still sharp, still bitter, still dark but when he's with you, he lets himself smile more. Even laugh, sometimes. Quietly. When no one else is looking. You're ridiculous and brittle and he loves and hates himself for protecting you so much.

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he is balatroing it up while his senile father rants about how cool he was when he was a young fine shyt

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Quick question, do you do character(s) x reader platonical ask requests?

yes! im open to any platonic request :) you'll just have to specify whether its friendship, family, etc.

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Could you please make a Rohan x reader one where BOTH of them are mutual yanderes and are both complete freaks?

I actually got some specifics about the reader in the ficfic (and, yes, I want it to be a fanfic) so here they are.

The reader is just as freaky and deranged as Rohan. The reader (who is also female) is also a famous writer who writes horror novels and Rohan once made a one-shot of her work.

She is also a stand user Who’s stand name is I Monster (named after the band, of course) who’s power allows her to possess people and objects and have them do whatever she wants. She can even possess other stands to have them fight against their own user. She eventually gets shot by the golden arrow but she was already a stand user at birth so it causes her stand to gain a new ability called “Who is She” (named after the I monster song, obviously) which allows her to copy the abilities of any stand she possesses, although she can only copy one ability at a time.

There are two types of possession that I Monster can do. Partial possession and full possession. Partial possession is is when the target is possessed but (if the target is a living being) is still conscious and still thinks that all of their actions actions are of their own will when in reality the reader is controlling them like a puppet. In fact, when the reader is Partially possessing something or someone, she actually makes hand movements that make her look like she’s puppeteering her target, and she actually kinda is, strings (that only other stand users can see) and all. She can actually partially possess multiple targets at once, although, she can currently only partially possess two targets and if she partially possesses any more then that she ends up getting exhausted. Fun fact, the reader actually used partial possession to kill Kira by partially possessing the ambulance driver into backing up onto Kira and running him over. Full possession is your classic type of possession where the reader basically enters the target’s body and takes full control of them. She can only fully possess one target at a time.

Not counting the strings, which glow a pretty violet color, I Monster doesn’t have a physical form, BTW.

The reader is EXTREMELY protective of Rohan (which Rohan doesn’t mind) and anyone who tries to harm him will HEAVILY pay the price. If it’s of of Rohan’s allies or “friends” (like Josuke or Koichi), she will let them live, but not without a severe beating (as with Josuke) or a good scolding (as with Koichi) but if the person would DARE try to hurt her Rohan was a complete stranger or an enemy, they will pay with their lives and would be killed in the most horrific and gruesome of ways. Rohan doesn’t mind this. In fact, he sometimes JOINS the reader in her vengeful, wrath fueled moments of carnage.

In terms of looks, the reader would have long, pointy nails and long, straight and silky, yet slightly messy hair with a slender build. She is also be on the taller side in terms of height and decently sized “front bumpers” [if you know what I mean (they’re medium large in a realistic way)] She’s very beautiful and attractive, but also incredibly creepy. Rohan considers the reader’s body proportions to be absolutely perfect and unlike anything he’s ever seen.

As said before, the reader is a famous writer who writes horror novels. The horror of these novels are usually gothic, yet also somehow Eldridge, psychological, and supernatural at the same time. It’s like a mix between World of Horror and Fear and Hunger (Those are both indie horror games and you can look them up if you don’t know what they are, just be prepared to see some really freaky sh*t, ESPECIALLY from Fear and Hunger) and these novels are NOT for the faint of heart. All her work is loved worldwide for its uniqueness, creativity, interesting tones, and overall quality. Rohan actually took some inspiration from one of the reader’s novels for a one-shot he made and even made a one-shot of one of the reader’s books itself.

In terms of personality, The reader is very intelligent and is incredibly hard to fool and outwit. Trying to play mind games with her would DEFINITELY end up backfiring HORRIBLY. She is also surprisingly kind and caring, unlike her lover, Rohan, although sometimes to an unnerving degree. She would DEFINITELY nurse any sick and/or injured baby bird she finds back to health. However, if that poor bird was already dead before she reaches it, that’s when things start getting a bit, disturbing.

The reader, obviously for the sake of her work, often dissects any dead animals she finds, whether they’re roadkill, victims of predation, or anything else. She would never kill or torture an animal or dissect them alive, that would be too cruel. THAT’S WHAT PEOPLE WHO HARMED HER DEAR ROHAN ARE FOR…

Talking with the reader, if one is even brave enough to do so, starts out surprisingly pleasant, but, eventually, and especially if you ask how she gets inspiration for her work (but it’s likely to happen with any conversation that’s had with her) things get really creepy as she starts talking about unsettling things and themes like human fear and it’s origins, lobotomy, insanity, torture, cannibalism, humanity’s lust for violence and the suffering of others, and other insane sh*t that would make how such a sweet and kind woman could be so messed up.

However, if you harm the reader’s beloved Rohan, her sweet and kind personality will disappear and she will hunt you down to the ends of the earth and she will see too it that the end of your existence by her hands will be a slow and excruciatingly painful. When in murder mode, the reader is extremely sadistic and unfeeling, only wanting to make you suffer the consequences of hurting her hunny bun. The reader’s victims are killed in extremely painful and horrifying ways and are GUARANTIED to leave a lot of blood and gore. In fact, some of the murders are ether from or end up appearing in the reader’s books (she’s a horror writer, remember?). Sometimes, and by I mean usually, she uses her stand, I Monster, to assist in the murder. Whether it’s possessing someone to kill the targeted victim (usually someone dear to the victim to add some extra emotional and psychological damage) or to possess the victim and/or the objects around the victim to have them die in a horrible “accident”. Sometimes, Rohan is allowed to join the reader in her “punishment servings”.

Due to her high intelligence, as well as her stand, the reader is always able to have the kills never be traced to her or Rohan and have no one ever suspect them, not even their closest friends.

In terms of ratings, for the ship relationship and romance, I prefer it to be G to T at highest. Rohan and the reader are implied to have had “intimate moments” before, but, other then that, I want most of their relationship to be SFW.

In terms of gore and violence, on the other hand, you can go as nuts as you want and don’t need to hold back, just as long as the gore doesn’t get sexual.

Also, bonus facts, the reader loves gardening and is AMAZING at housework, like cooking and cleaning. If the reader and Rohan are married (you don’t have to make them to), then the reader is DEFINITELY a housewife. The reader also loves sweet foods and desserts.

They’re both f*cked up psychopaths and they’re f*cked up psychopaths in love.

I want them to be in an established relationship but also briefly describing how they first met and when they fell in love and confessed to each other. Also, the reader was a novelist BEFORE they went, and later moved, to Morioh. The reader had originally planned on just going there to get some inspiration due to Morioh being supernatural phenomena central, but everything completely changed when she and Rohan met for the first time. It was freaky and f*cked up love at first sight. They have HEARD of each other and have seen each other’s works before, but it wasn’t until they physically met each other in the flesh that things started rolling along.

As for when the events of the fic take place, probably some time during or just a little bit after DiU.

Yandere! Rohan Kishibe x Yandere Fem! Reader

love how disgustingly detailed this is and you're so passionate about it, hope you enjoy this!! <3

tags & tw: dark content warning!!!, both rohan and reader are crazy lol, violence, some gore, suicide mentioned, reader is a stand used, established relationship, reader is depicted as feminine word count: 723

There’s a saying among the more superstitious locals in Morioh, as of recently.

"Sometimes the devil doesn’t come with horns. Sometimes, she comes with violets in her hair and ink under her nails."

They were talking about you.

But they didn’t know that the devil had a partner.

Your arrival in Morioh wasn’t loud. No fireworks. No strange Stand battles on your first day. Just the whisper of luggage wheels on cobblestone, the rustle of pages in your suitcase, and the way the crows on the telephone lines twisted their heads to watch you pass.

You came for inspiration.

But then you saw him.

And when he looked up from his sketchbook at the café, saw you standing there with your long, manicured fingers wrapped around a glass of violet soda, he knew.

Something inside both of you cracked.

And from that crack poured ink, blood, and love.

You both fell in love like knives being dropped in water. Quick, silent, with a splash of red and no hope of retrieving them without bleeding.

You showed him your stand, I Monster. The strings shimmered, delicate and deadly, violet light pulsing like veins. You once used it to make the town council unanimously approve your zoning request. You whispered it with a giggle, like a schoolgirl sharing gossip.

He laughed.

You'd never heard Rohan laugh before. Not like that.

From that moment on, you were inseparable. Obsessive. Unhinged. Happy.

People in Morioh began disappearing.

Strangers mostly. One particularly vulgar man had the audacity to catcall you in front of Rohan outside a bakery. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident involving a falling icicle in 30-degree weather.

Another tried to break into Rohan’s studio. They found his body curled into a perfect lotus position, his own spine fused into a closed circle, no entry wound. The police called it a suicide. Rohan drew inspiration from it for his next issue.

Koichi noticed the change first. He seemed scared.

“You two are...really close, huh?” he said once, his voice small.

You leaned forward, brushing invisible lint from Koichi’s shoulder. “We’re perfect together,” you said sweetly, “like marrow in a bone.”

Rohan watched with barely concealed amusement.

Later that week, Koichi suffered a sleep paralysis episode where his own hands tried to strangle him. You visited him with a fruit basket and a cryptic comment about “how terrifying our own bodies can be.”

Josuke wasn’t as lucky. He punched Rohan for insulting his hair one too many times. Your response wasn’t immediate, but when he tripped face first into a thorny hedge filled with black roses a week later, even he started getting nervous. You plucked a thorn from his cheek yourself and said, “Be careful where you plant your anger. Sometimes the roots fight back.”

The Golden Arrow didn’t choose you. It simply revealed what you already were.

"Who is She" was born with a whisper and a scream. When you possess a stand, you didn’t just control it. You became it. 

You and Rohan tested the limits. You copied his power once, just to write a single command across the ribs of a man who dared speak ill of you.

“Feel every moment as if it lasts a year.”

You timed how long it took before he clawed out his own eyes.

Rohan found your bloodied apron drying on the clothesline once. He held it to his face. Breathed in deep. His fingers twitched with inspiration.

“I’ll help you clean next time,” he said when you returned.

You kissed his cheek. “Only if you carve their bones with me.”

You cooked like a dream. The kitchen always smelled of cinnamon and entrails. Rohan wrote best when you were humming in the next room. You brought him tea during his deadlines and brushed his hair when he was too tired to protest. Your garden flourished. Black tulips, red spider lilies, nightshade. A shrine of devotion.

Sometimes you’d read each other excerpts of your new work. Rohan with his expressive flair. You with your haunting cadence.

Other times, you'd sit silently together, blood on your gloves, sweet things baking in the oven.

They called you monsters. But monsters don’t fall in love.

Only humans do that.

Freaky, deranged, horrifying humans. Bound in blood and ink and obsession.

And you were the most human pair Morioh had ever seen.