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Set your heart ablaze - Rengoku x Reader [Lemon/Smut - Gender Neutral]

It had been yet another sleepless night, waiting for Kyojuro to return home. You hadn't been able to count how long it'd been since you last saw him in person. He'd been so caught up in corps missions you rarely had a chance to spend time with him. Despite how many times you insisted on fighting alongside him, he insisted you stay home. "For you protection!" You remember him saying as he planted a kiss on your forehead before turning on his heels and leaving.

Sentimental words, truly heartfelt as well- though you missed the familiar feeling of his arms around you as he hums you both to sleep. The warmth his body radiating against yours made your body ache with longing for him. You wanted to see his reassuring smile, telling you everything was going to be okay. Weeks had gone by now since you last received a letter from him. Those lovely letters smelled like him, and told you that his missions were going just fine.

Naturally, you couldn't help but wonder if something had gone wrong. Though part of you couldn't help but deny that feeling, a nagging feeling of worry at the thought drove you wild. Staring out into the night sky on the porch of your home as if waiting for him to confidently stroll up to you as if nothing had happened. You screwed your eyes shut and burried your face into your hands and took a deep breath.

He's fine. You told yourself. He always ends up being fine. Reassurance didn't feel like it would do much of anything at a time like this, but you couldn't help yourself. It was the only thing stopping you from crying. Sighing as you shifted your weight to stand up before heading in, you knew how the night would go, much like every other night as of recent. Make dinner for yourself. Eat it at an empty table. Go to bed alone, again.

Quietly making your way into the kitchen you poured some water into a pot before gently placing it over the stove, striking a match and sparking a flame. You couldn't help but relate the color of the match of Rengoku's hair. It caused you to chew on your cheek, starting into the pot of water as you tossed in a handful of mixed vegetables before adding some chicken stock. Considering the weather would be getting colder, you couldn't help but yearn for the comfort of warm food.

It was then that a crashing sound from the front porch caused your head to spin toward the front door. You brows furrowed gently against your forehead at the thought of some neighborhood raccoon or dog getting into the garbage. You sighed, stepping away from the stove and grabbing the broom before prying the door open. The moment you stepped out onto the dimly lit porch you felt the cold air swaddle your skin. In almost an eerie manner.

You peered around, waiting for something- anything to come out and grab your attention, however nothing but silence greeted you. You lowered your guard and let out a sigh, watching your breath swirl into mist-like clouds at your lips. "Guess it was nothing." You rest the handle of the broom against the doorframe and turn around to reach for the door handle. That very moment you'd turned around your eyes met something unfamiliar. Certainly not the door handle.

You looked up, slowly trailing the sickly-pale frame of what appeared to be a human. It's scarlet red eyes glowing back down into yours. You felt as though you were frozen to the ground beneath your feet as the weight of realization sunk into your body. A demon- The disgusting creature lured you out and forced you to lower your guard in order for you to become it's next meal. You watched as the look on it's disgusting face contorted to delight as you panicked inwardly.

It reached up and placed it's ice cold fingers against your cheeks, lifting you off of the ground with absolute ease. Despite the fear and horror that seized throughout your body, you couldn't move. "Good." It spoke, causing your heart to skip a beat in fear. "I like to see you squirm- humans taste better the more scared they are." His devilish smile only grew wider as his tongue slipped from his mouth only to lick his lips. You reached up and clawed at his wrists, feeling pain begin to shoot throughout your face as it dug it's nails into your skin.

"P-Please!" You called out, blissfully unaware of the tears that began to paint your cheeks. He merely cackled in response to your plea for life. Despite saying those words, you knew it was futile. Demons were horrible creatures that wanted nothing but to watch the human race run from them and watch the world crumble at their power. That being said, you could feel how strong this demon was. Even if you wanted to try and fight- you couldn't. You knew that as well as he did. No weapon, no breathing technique- nothing.

You screwed your eyes shut and whimpered as his claws dug deeper into your flesh. Your life began to flash before your eyes as you realized this would truly be the end. You only wished it could've lasted a little bit longer so you could've seen Kyojuro come home one last time. It seemed as though the moment you thought of him, you fell back to the earth with a loud thud. The wood from the porch crying from under your weight. You felt frozen in place yet again, having your eyes closed the whole time. Was this death? You sheepishly flickered open your eyes to look down at your hands.

Confusion and relief washed over you as you realized you weren't dead. That much was apparent by the severed arm of the demon that flopped from your face and onto the ground. Your shaken eyes quickly lifted to spot a familiar figure. You felt as though the wind had been knocked out of you the moment you saw that familiar, flamboyant cape that hung from his shoulders. Streaming down into streaks of red and orange flames. You watched as the body of the demon slumped to the left on the ground, it's head completely removed from it's shoulders.

You felt a shiver course your spine at the sight and let out a faint gasp. Rengoku took his time in turning around to face you, that never-fading grin still painting his handsome face. You slumped to your knees and almost crawled over to him, but he stopped you before you could, meeting your halfway. He knelt down and embraced you whole-heartedly. You couldn't help but sob onto his shoulder. He smelled like a campfire in the best way possible. You took your time in relishing his presence once more, just like you wished.

"Are you alright?" He pulled away and cupped your chin with his index and thumb to inspect your face, his eyes softened at the sight of you. "I-I'm fine," You reach up to rub your eyes and let out a slightly shocked chuckle. "I'm just glad to see you're alive." You admit. Rengoku sits up and lets out a chuckle. "Hah! Alive and better than ever." He joked, holding out his hand to help you up. Reluctantly you took it, standing back up and looking over to where the demon had been.

His body had turned to ash, his remains occasionally being swept away by drifting wind. "Come on. Let's get those cuts patched up." With a sing-song hum, Rengoku led you back inside and immediately turned to the stove. The pot of soup, which had been boiling for some time now, was overboiled. Hot water spilling out of the pot's side and causing the flames to hiss. "That smells horrible!" Rengoku chuckled, making his way over to the pot and setting the flame out.

You laughed at his blunt attitude and took a seat at the table. Watching with curious eyes as he made his way over to the cabinet and pulled out a small firstaid kit. He quickly got to work in patching up the bleeding holes that demon had made in your cheeks. With every appliance, you closed your eyes and bit your tongue at the stinging pain, all the while, happy that he was home. "Good as new." He chuckled, setting the box aside and leaning in to place a kiss on your forehead. Your heart pounding in your chest. Having him coming and going so often made the brief interactions you had so memorable.

Him kissing you felt like it was the first time, all over again. He sighed out in relief of being home, stretching his arms over his head and rolling his shoulders before reaching over to pull off his cape. "How long has it been now?" He asked. You looked up to him and let out a faint sigh. You assumed he'd been referring to how long it had been since he was home. "2 and a half months now." You murmur softly, dreamily gazing up at him as he smiled over his shoulder. "Mhmm.."

It seemed like he wanted to add something more to what he was going to say, but cut himself off and sauntered across the hallway and toward the bedroom. "Howcome you didn't write me any letters for the past few weeks?" You whined, rising to your feet and hurrying across the hall and into the bedroom after him. The moment you entered the bedroom your eyes fell to the barren shoulder blades of Rengoku's back. Scarred from dozens of previous battles and shaped to perfection from years of hard work. In every sense of the word, he was perfect.

"I'm sorry about that my love." He sighed out and tossed his shirt to the side, turning back around to look at you. "I wanted to make my return a surprise! I almost hadn't made it, and I apologize for that." He chuckled, meeting your gaze again. You fought the urge to stare at his toned chest and biceps, chewing on your cheek at the thought as he held eye contact with you, as if he were daring you to look.

"Well- You made it just in time, I s'pose." You chuckled, grinning down at the bed. "Exactly!" He laughed, taking a few quick steps over to you. Your eyes met his as he quickly enveloped the whole of your vision. "You said it was two and a half months?" He asked once more, his hands on his hips as he looked at you. For just a moment before you spoke, his gaze softened. You nodded your head in confirmation of his words. "Yeah. Why?" You asked, slight concern melting onto your face.

He leaned forward, planting both arms against the wall behind you, simultaneously slamming the door shut, and pinning you against the wall. You felt your skin burn up with surprise at the gesture, looking everywhere but his eyes to try and evade the sudden flirtation that filled the air like fog. "It's been two and a half months since I've fucked you." He leaned in close, his breath echoing against your skin, sending goosebumps throughout your flesh at his words.

Yet another perk of having him come and go for long periods at a time was the sex he'd deliver after every trip home. You never forgot the aching in your lower body after every round. He had more stamina that anyone you'd ever known, and could fuck you til the sun rose. He smirked against your skin, leaning down to plant quick winded kisses against your jawline and neck. You shuddered under the feeling of his lips against your skin.

You could feel the hunger he had for you practically filling the air like smoke. Tension was beginning to rise as he gnawed into your neck, leaving gentle love bites with every kiss. Eventually though he pulled away, chuckling at your heavy breathing that caused your chest to heave with each breath. He pressed his lips against yours and leaned into the feeling, relishing on your taste. You couldn't help but reach up and brace his chest, drawing your fingers across each deep scar that lined his skin.

He pulled away and grunted slightly, his hand making it's way down your back. His fingers worked their way into the crook of your back before reaching the hem of your shirt. You aided in helping him pull your shirt off. Within seconds your skin was exposed to the warm air of the room. He leaned down and kissed your collarbone once more. You grunted at the feeling, reaching up to his neck and grabbing a fistful of his colorful hair. How you missed this feeling so much.

The heat building between your legs became ever apparent as Kyojuro's hands found their way onto your ass. His fingers dug into your clothed flesh, squeezing you. Reminding himself that he was yours as much as you were his. Within mere seconds he'd pressed his lips to yours in a kiss and scooped you into his arms. He picked you up and walked you over to the bed. The moment his knee's grazed the side of the bed, he let you fall to the once neatly made sheets. You gasped at the feeling as he pulled away from you and chuckled down at you.

You blushed under the feeling of his bright eyes glowing down on you, invading every part of your body. Admiring how gorgeous you were. It didn't take long for his fingers to reach down to the hem of your pants. Quickly yanking them down to your thighs. You felt heat seize throughout your chest, squeezing your legs together in an attempt to tease him. Denying him of that delight just yet. He chuckled at the sight and smirked down at you.

"Trying to hide? That won't work." He chuckled, his fingers working their way between your thighs. His strength quickly overpowered your attempt to stop him. You gave out and allowed your legs to spread wide open. He chuckled at the victory and tore your underwear off, followed by pants. Kicking them aside, he smirked and reached down to begin to stroke your sex. You shuddered at the sudden contact, reaching up to cover your mouth.

His eyes flickered forward, watching as you attempted to silence your delight. He knew that wouldn't last long, if he had anything to do with it. He wouldn't let up, his fingers working magic on you. You leaned your head back and moaned against the palm of your hand. Rengoku hummed in delight at the sight of you being pleasured by his hands. He quickly leaned down and allowed his tongue to further explore you. You gasped at the feeling, eyes falling down to see him between your thighs.

His eyes closed in a manner that made him look like he was was in a dream, so happy and so at peace. You couldn't help but squeeze your thighs against his cheeks, enjoying the sight of him licking you. "Fuck-" You breathed out behind your fingers, face flushed with blissful heat. In that moment you felt the pleasant warmth of his tongue leave the space between your thighs. You looked up to catch him licking his lips and chuckling, rising back to an upright position.

He fixed his calloused fingers on the loop of his belt before quickly slipping it out and throwing it to the side. Your body shuddered at the thought of his cock plunging deep within you, and you knew that would be a reality in just a few moments. You braced your lower half, watching tentatively as he coaxed his dick from the confines of his corps issued pants. He sprung out with ease, the tip of his cock glistening just slightly with precum that had glittered the fabric of his underwear.

He gave himself a few subtle strokes before his fiery gaze transfixed upon you again. You felt frozen beneath his watchful gaze, chuckling as he fixed his hands beneath your ass and dragged you almost off the bed. He wouldn't bother in bending down, he merely pulled you up so that you could fit his cock in perfectly without struggle. You chewed on your lip, watching as he fixed the tip of his dick to your hole before taking the breath away from you- slamming it into you in one quick motion.

You couldn't help but let out a moan. His massive cock sliding into your hole, moist with anticipation. You had to readjust to the feeling of his girth, but Rengoku didn't have the time to wait for you to adjust to his length. He'd waited too long now- and he could no longer help himself from holding back. With one hand, he lifted your leg into the air against his shoulder and plunged in and out of you. His quick pace made easy work of your tight hole. Fighting back the erotic moans that swam through the already lust-filled room.

You couldn't fight with the heavenly feeling that seized throughout your body with every thrust. Sinking his cock into you farther than you thought possible. Throwing your head back, you let your hands fall to the sheets, gripping them in delight as he struck all the right places. He leaned down to gingerly peck at your neck, all the while not letting up from how hard he'd been fucking you. You felt your body rock back and forth against the creaking frame of the bed. His hips practically slamming into yours.

The moist sounds of your sexes colliding only added to the ecstasy. "Kyojuro!" You moaned out, feeling your body begin to tense. You felt yourself on the verge of orgasm from all the pleasant stimulation. All the sexual tension that had been building for months now, culminated into such a wonderful thing. He chuckled against your skin, now beginning to grunt with every fast thrust of his. You loved hearing his gravely voice call out. He wasn't afraid to be loud, either.

"You feel so good!" He laughed, straightening his posture only to throw back his head in delight and let out a laugh of pure pleasure. Your eyes flickered open, admiring the expression that plagued his handsome face. Pale skin painted with blush, beads of sweat hugging his jawline and chest. You couldn't take it anymore, you needed to cum.

Despite attempting to hold it out until you could cum with him, you just couldn't bare to deny yourself of that pleasure any longer. You screwed your eyes shut and came, allowing your body to seize with delight at the sensation that shot all throughout your body. You let out a lengthy moan, drawing your hand up to graze his chest. Relishing on the feeling of him still pumping in and out of you while you finished.

"Dammit-" He chuckled out, lowering his frame. His arm fell to the side of your head, mere inches apart from him. His eyes had been slammed shut as he continued to pound into you. His breathing became shallow as he took more quick winded breaths, you could tell he was close just by the expression on his face. You reached up to grab a fistful of his hair before wrapping your legs around his waist, forcing him to go deeper. Fucking you harder. He pressed his lips against yours, chuckling into the kiss.

You could feel him lurch forward with one last thrust before finally cumming inside you. Feeling the hot liquid fit around his cock and flood throughout your body. He meekly pounded himself a few more times to draw out the blissful feeling before finally pulling out. His half hard cock slowly dripping with cum out onto the sheets. He pulled away from your lips and caught his breath. You watched his scarred chest heave with every breath. He chuckled, catching you glimpse down at him with a dreamy glint in your eye.

You smiled at him and covered your still red face from the pleasure that had overwhelmed you. Soon enough you felt the warm fabric of a towel graze your skin, and you peered up. Rengoku had given you one to clean up. You chuckled at his kind gesture and watched as he flopped onto the bed beside you. Once you had cleaned up you turned around and lie down next to him, nuzzling up against his shoulder. He turned to you and pressed his lips against the side of your head, giving you a passionate kiss.

"I'm so glad you're home." You murmur, eyes half-lidded, exhausted from what had just gone down. You could tell Rengoku was tired as well. He must've been traveling for hours to get home, only to pound the last remaining energy he had into you. "I'm glad to be back home." He admitted, fitting his arm around you and pulling you close. You shut your eyes and sank into the warmth of his body, gently listening to his quiet hums as you drifted off into a delighted slumber.

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Hey! Can I request a sneaky Aizawa x reader?

Absolutely! :) Aizawa is number 1 dilf and deserves an x reader for himself...

It was another typical night at U.A. Sitting alone in the dim teacher's lounge with a lukewarm cup of coffee gradually grading the assignments you'd taken on for a few of the other teachers. Admittedly, you'd regretted taking on the task, seeing as it was nearly 2 in the morning and you'd yet to get a wink of sleep. All for the sake of not trying to be rude. Taking on the burdens of Mic and Midnight were nothing at this point.

That being said, you hated how lonely nights like these got. You'd turned up the lo-fi station on YouTube for background noise and prayed that this last stack of papers would go by quickly, but something had distracted you from that thought. The light to the hallway, which had been off for hours at this point, suddenly flickered on. Spilling light into the faculty room and causing you to freeze in place. An intruder? A ghost? You shuddered under that thought but flinched as the door slid open quickly.

"Oh-" You heard a familiar voice, squinting as you adjusted to the light before fixing on the figure ahead. It was Aizawa. 1A's homeroom teacher, and a coworker of yours. "It's you." He groaned out, his eyes softening slightly as you rubbed your eye. "Don't sound so excited." You tease tiredly. He rolls his eyes and strolls over to the desk, setting a small stack of papers down before pulling out a seat and sitting down. "What are you doing here so late?" He asked.

"Just grading some stuff." You explain with a gentle sigh, lifting a handful of the paper to exaggerate your reasoning. He furrows his brows then meets your gaze. "You took on extra work again, didn't you?" He questions, his tone somewhat accusatory. You and Aizawa had discussed your tendency to say yes to unnecessary things, and he voiced his opinion on you not being abrasive enough. "You need to stand up for yourself more. Don't be such a pushover." You remember him saying once.

"It's not that big of a deal. I think I can get it done before 4 am." You tried to make up for the fact you knew he didn't like it. He was the one other person you could discuss it with, considering he was the only other night-owl teacher who came in late to finish up work. Before you could protest he reached over and grabbed half of the stack of papers and set them on his side of the desk. You were so tired you barely protested.

"That only leaves you with three hours to sleep before you have to teach." He uttered, looking down and flipping through the pages. You squinted down at your computer and let out a sigh. "I know, I know. This'll be the last time, I promise." You could feel his eyes burning into your skull from across the desk and you felt your heart pound. Waiting for him to yell or say something in that typical, monotone, yet obviously annoyed voice of his. Yet, you were greeted by unsettling silence.

Shifting your gaze you met his dark, tired eyes from a short length away. He then let out a sigh. "You said that last time." He brought that conversation resurfacing to your memory. You flopped back in your chair and screwed your eyes shut before pinching the bridge of your nose. "I know, I know.. I need to stick up for myself." You mimicked his voice and heard the wheels of his chair squeak against the floor, causing your eyes to pop open.

You watched as Aizawa made his way over to you, all the while feeling a weight on your chest, anticipating what was to come. Would he chew you out for this too? Was he going to yell? Anything was possible, and Aizawa was especially difficult to read. That being said you were prepared for almost anything. You were so tired that you wouldn't retaliate, whatever it be. He stared down at you before rolling his shoulders slightly.

He knelt down and looked up at you. His hair was a mess and you could see the sleep tugging at his face. You knew he was just as tired as you were, if not more so, and yet he still managed to attempt to talk some sense into you. "I just want you to try and take of yourself." His words echoed inside your head and made your heart pound against your chest. Why all of a sudden was he getting so serious-sounding?

"I can't even manage that for myself, so at least try to be good for me." Once more his words felt so genuine and heartfelt it made you feel frozen in place. It was sort of bizarre, seeing this side of him. You, and everyone else who knew him were used to the tired, grumpy display that became commonplace. This show of genuine feeling was a rarity that made you feel somewhat special to experience it firsthand.

You closed your eyes and nodded, taking a deep breath in through your nose. Feeling the cold air of the lounge fill your lungs you took a moment to clear your mind before looking back down at him. "Thank you Aizawa." You mutter, somewhat shaken from that little pep talk. "I promise I'll try. I-I mean it this time." You smiled down at him, watching tentatively as his lips curled up just slightly. The most subtle form of a smile you'd ever seen plague his face.

"Good." He leaned forward and gave your shoulder a gentle punch of encouragement. You had to admit, just hearing him say those things made you feel a hell of a lot better. Things seemed and appeared clearer than ever. "You're cute when your tired." For a moment you weren't sure if you imagined him saying that, but when you looked up at him and spotted that subtle smirk you knew it wasn't a figment of your imagination.

"Wha-" He chuckled, lifting his hand up to you chin and forcing you to gaze up at him for a little longer. The moment his cold fingers grazed your skin you felt light as a feather, though at the same time like you couldn't move a muscle. Heat began to swim throughout your cheeks at the feeling and you couldn't prepare yourself for his next move.

Shifting forward and pressing his lips to yours would send brief, but cherished warmth all throughout your body. Relishing the sensation of his lips against your own. Surprise entwined with joy and excitement made the moment feel even better. Though when he pulled away you felt a longing sense for more, staring up in slight disbelief. "As I said, cute." He chuckled, leaning down to plant one more kiss on your forehead.

"You should go ahead and head back to the dorms though, I'll take on the rest of the work for tonight." One surprise after another made my head spin. "Are you sure-" Before you could protest he grabbed your hand and pulled you up into an upright position. "Yes. Go on then." He chuckled, gesturing for the exit. You felt a mixture of feelings as he waved you away, but mostly happiness lingered on your face as you headed for the dorms.

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Memorable Reunion - Josuke Higashikata x Reader [Fluff]

A feeling of warmth embraced you as you stepped out of your car and onto the pavement. The vibrant, beaming sunshine overhead spilled onto your skin as you peered out at the vast beach in front of you. A ghost town, if anything; which for this time of year was odd. Regardless- it was the first time you’d seen the Morioh beach in years. A number of years ago, you considered Morioh your home. Being raised here for the most part of your childhood- up until your first year of middle school. Your family gave you the stomach-dropping news that you’d be packing your things and moving a number of hours away from the once hometown you knew and loved.

Moving wouldn’t be such a difficult task if not for the fact that you were leaving one crucial part of your childhood entirely behind. A best friend that you’d always looked up to, played with, and never left the side of up until moving. You looked down at the sand as you stepped onto the beach whilst inwardly repeating his name. Josuke Higashikata. You remembered just how cool he was, back then. In your eyes at least. He’d stand up to bullies, and rocked a hairstyle that you could only assume he’d outgrown now. Only time would tell, now. You called up his home phone all these years later- to which his mother immediately gushed to Josuke about you. Unfortunately he wasn’t home at the time of getting that call.

Meaning, you would be face to face with him for the first time in years today. Geez... He must’ve been 19 now, as were you. Things would be different, surely- but hopefully he still retained that charming smile he always dawned. You felt your heart race just thinking about the good memories the both of you shared. Taking trips to the park, going to the arcade, scaring birds- you know, all the things kids did. You strolled up onto the beach, a blanket folded between your elbow. You drew it out, letting the wind naturally unfold it as you set it up on the sand. Thankfully little to no pesky particles would be found on the blankets. This would let him know your presence though.

You were one of the few people on the beach if anything, how hard could you be to notice? As you found a comfortable spot on the beach you pulled out a sun-bleached, and partially torn set of photographs of the both of you. Memories from a photobooth you took at the boardwalk a number of summers ago. You stuffed it back into your pocket, peering out at the ocean, longingly. “Y/N..?” An unfamiliar voice beckoned to you, causing you to slowly turn to the beholder’s direction. In the distance, a rather tall figure stood. Immediately, you knew it was him. An uncontrollable smile contorted your lips with utter glee to see that unforgivable pompadour. You shifted from your seat, standing up to meet his eyes. “Josuke-” You called out.

Within a fraction of a second he began running toward you. A jolt of fear coursed your body as you saw him sprint. He quickly yanked you into an embrace, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he spun you around, lifting you off the ground for a number of seconds. You felt bliss embrace you as the both of you let out that familiar belly-laugh, now matured by years senior. He put you down and nearly keeled over laughing, watching you get your bearings. “It’s been too long.” His words drew your eyes up from the blanket to his. Still so utterly gorgeous. Blue and vibrant, you could see the glimmer of joy twinkle in them innocently. “It really has been.” You admit, brushing the back of your neck with a long exhale.

“So- still getting shit for your hair?” He instantly perks up as a devilish smirk plays your lips. He rolls his eyes for a moment and draws both of his arms behind his neck and stretches. “Anyone who insults it gets beat to a pulp.” That over-exaggeration draws to snort in hilarity from his tough guy act. He snickered lightly, punching your shoulder gently enough to make you notice. You looked up at him, finally just embracing him in a genuine hug. You could feel his racing heart against your chest. It was nice to finally be in his arms again- he’d definitely bulked up over the years. You couldn’t help but think back to that scrawny boy you knew so long ago. Now look at him. A solid six feet tall and with muscles you couldn’t complain about.

“Wanna go for a swim?” He suggests in your ear, drawing you away from the hug. You almost entirely forgot you were at the beach. A brief seagull screech finally bringing you back to reality. “Yeah, totally!” You were honestly surprised at the childlike excitement he brought out in you. You felt lost for the past several years, devoid of a purpose. Yet being around Josuke brought you back to much simpler, safer times. You could enjoy his company as a friend rather than worrying about things in your life. “Good thing I came prepared.” You turned around for a split second, being drawn back to Josuke as you saw him peel off his pants right in front of you. Thankfully- he wasn’t naked. Beneath his deep blue pants was a pair of boardshorts to swim in.

Yet- he was shirtless all the same. Definitely a more toned version of the boy you knew years ago. As he turned around to face you, exposing his toned abdomen and thin waist you caught yourself with a flurry of heat spilling into your cheeks. He spotted your gaze, a smirk pulling along his lips at the look in your eye. “R-Right,” You too peeled off your clothes in toe. Nothing but a simple bathing suit beneath your regular attire. The hot sand beneath your toes was a refreshing throwback to being on this beach years ago. Chasing after seagulls, and building nasty sandcastles out of water-logged twigs and seaweed clumps. “Race to the shallows!” He taunted, already leaning forward to get a head start. “No way!” You groaned, tone shifting to a competitive one.

You raced after him, narrowly losing to him as he touched the water first. He awkwardly waddled into the deeper water, finally swimming around, being extremely careful as not to get his perfect hair wet. “I guess you win,” You snickered, scooping up a handful of water and giving him a daring look; threatening to splash him. He quickly stood upright, toes pressed into the moist sand at the bottom of the water. He put his hands up defensively. “Okay, okay! You win!” He chuckled. You rolled over onto your back, floating on the surface of the water and calmly wading over to him, eyes half closed due to the bright sun. “I missed days like these.” Josuke’s voice caused a smile to roll along your lips. You did true, completely. “I did too.” You murmur, whole-heartedly.

“Can I ask you a question?” You nodded slowly, shifting your weight to get the hot sun off your face and actually look at him whilst you both floated about. “Why’d you come back to Morioh?” His question was entirely valid. An old home-town friend who would normally be forgotten as the years gone by, returning out of the blue. You looked down at the water, momentarily mesmerised by your contorting bodies beneath the surface. “To be completely honest,” You began. “Really the only reason I came back, was because of you.” Your eyes trickled up his toned body to meet his gorgeous eyes. Softened and glittering with complete shock by your answer. His face was a mixture of pale whites and bright reds, caught off guard.

It was cute to see him flustered. “Me- why??” You chuckled at the demand in his tone. “Because, Josuke- You aren’t just some faded childhood memory I think back fondly on.” You explain, unaware of the growing heat that spilled into your cheeks. The racing of your heart as you spilled your feelings became ever present as you fumble over words to try and string together a coherent sentence for Josuke of how you truly felt. “I missed you every day. I missed moments like these. I couldn’t just not come back. We might’ve only been kids, but I feel like we built such a strong relationship. I didn’t want that to ever disappear.” You admit, shyly looking up at him.

His lips quivered wordlessly for an achingly long time. Understandingly, however. You couldn’t imagine the mental turmoil you’d be going through were he to reverse the same words onto you. He rubbed the back of his neck, drawing out a fickle laugh of emotion. “I don’t know what to say, Y/N-” He mumbled, eyes desperately searching the surface of the water for some kind of answer. You fiddled with the string to your bathing suit, achingly awaiting some kind of response. “I feel the same.” Your eyes shot up from the water upon hearing him finally get out those words. It was like a bullet. “I thought I was crazy, honestly. Practically everyday I’d end up thinking about you once or twice- just wondering where you were and how you’d changed... If you’d come back.”

You practically fought back tears at how strong those words impacted you. You didn’t know that your childhood friend went through the exact same thought process when it came to thinking about one another. All those miles apart. All this time. You couldn’t help yourself, you spread your arms and pulled him into an embrace you wished lasted forever. He graciously returned the hug, snaking his hands around your back and pulling you as close as you could be. Despite his skin having an uncomfortably damp and dewy sensation, you didn’t mind in the slightest. You felt complete- satisfied, for lack of a better word, just knowing you and him felt the same for one another. You slowly pulled away, peering thoughtfully into one another’s eyes.

“Also,” You began. “I didn’t just come back to Morioh to visit.” You quirk both brows, watching with glee as his lips curl upward into an impressively large grin. “I’m moving back in!” You announce. The excitement brings a bout of energy to Josuke as he grabs you by the hips and lifts you into the air, spinning you around whilst chuckling joyfully. You peer down at his bright red face and feel a simmering heat begin to blister in your face and chest. Looking back all these years- you never wanted to admit you’d had a crush on him. He put you back down, grabbing your shoulders with vigor. “That’s great! I can’t wait for you to meet everyone!” He grabbed your hand, nearly yanking you to the shore. He stumbled onto the sand, bathing suit leaving a trail of water droplets in the sand as he hurried over to your picnic blanket.

“Woah! Okay!” You laughed, startled by his sudden motivation. He grabbed a towel, tossing one over to you and drying himself off. You thumbed over the cloth as a feeling of desperation began to build up inside you. Would it be too soon to confess now? You draped the towel over your shoulders, inwardly deciding to give it a bit of time. He might already be in a relationship for all you knew. It would be difficult, but something about today gave you an odd sensation of confidence knowing that good would happen. Shamefully you dried off whilst keeping quiet- plotting out a good situation where you could tell him without looking like a fool.

***

The rest of the day went off without a hitch. You were delighted to meet Josuke’s friends and allies after coming back to Morioh. You even met up with his mother and fawned over Josuke’s baby pictures while he desperately groaned in annoyance. Koichi was quite a nice guy! His girlfriend, Yukako was a character indefinitely. Yet nice, nonetheless. Okuyasu was also a unique addition to the team. He was funny, and emotional but regardless a totally down to earth dude. Rohan on the other hand seemed the most level-headed. He was quiet and reserved, but a very talented artist. Josuke hadn’t mentioned anything about seeing anyone the whole time you were out. Even his mother made remarks to you about ‘going for it’.

Was it all a sign then? It felt so right to just... Go for it! You sat outside Tonio’s restaurant on the steps leading up to the front door. The sun had just finished disappearing beyond the horizon, leaving you in the familiar plume of Morioh’s calm darkness. Stars dappled the sky overhead, and twinkled innocently. It reminded you of fonder memories. “Hey, sorry that took so long.” Josuke finally popped out of the restaurant, you decided to go clear your head whilst he paid for the meal- graciously. “Oh, no worries!” You laughed, watching as a took a seat beside you on the steps.

His eyes lifted to the sky, admiring the beauty of the deep colors complimented by vivid white dots. You stared at the concrete, feeling a bead of sweat roll down your forehead in contemplation as you thought about what to do. Tell him now, the worst that could happen is he says no. You told yourself- yet the courage just wasn’t finding its way to you. “Josuke-” Suddenly, as if unconsciously his name left your lips. His head fixated down, looking over at you intently. “Yeah?” He called out softly, almost worried. You must’ve looked a sight- peering down at the ground with a nervous expression twisting your features. “I kind of wanted to tell you something, back at the beach.” You explain, grabbing the hem of your shirt nervously.

“Oh? What’s up?” He went on, making your heart nearly leap into your throat. You went through the thousands of possibilities in your head of what could possibly go wrong, yet somehow you still managed to find some good in all that chaos. You finally mustered the courage to murmur the words. “I uh- I guess I’ve always had a thing for you... Y’know?” Your eyes shifted cautiously over to his shoes, trying to gage how he felt from your words. He was dead still, and the silence that filled the air was well beyond deafening. Eventually your curiosity got the better of you. You met his awe-stricken eyes, moonlight reflecting off of them cinematically. “Y/N.” His tone became serious- it sent a shiver down your spine as you braced for the worst, closing your eyes in aching desperation.

The soft and warm sensation of lips delicately grazing your cheek for a mere second caused your eyes to pop wide open again. Was that a dream? A mistake maybe... Did a bug fly into your skin? You looked up to see Josuke’s face; even in the moonlight you could tell just how vibrant his cheeks were. He did. You told yourself. He kissed me! A bout of confidence from the kiss made your hand willingly fall on top of his. His eyes popped over to meet yours, hand shaking beneath your touch. Within what felt like a fraction of a second, Josuke and you had both leaned into a kiss. The heat of your faces swirling into a romantic air that surrounded you for the first time- enveloping you and Josuke in loving warmth. You both pulled away as if on some sort of queue. He looked down at you sheepishly, hand squeezing yours.

“I literally never thought you’d say that. I’m glad as hell you did.” He placed another quick kiss on your cheek, eliciting an exciting laugh out of you. “Lets get out of here, huh? I wanna go relive and make some more memories.” He stood up, grabbing your hand as a glint of love and determination filtered over his blue eyes. The same sensation mirrored onto you- taking his hand you both hurried down the steps and went wherever the night would take you. All the while being entirely grateful you convinced yourself to do that.

[Hello hello! I hope you enjoyed this little one-shot. Josuke is my favorite so I hope I did him some justice.]

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Professor Kujo’s Assistant - Jotaro Kujo x [Fem] Reader (LEMON) 18+

Jotaro Kujo always has been known for being a rather secluded individual. He was never one for lengthy monologues on one’s philosophies or emotional matters; choosing rather to let his silence play the part of words for him. There was something so utterly attractive about that in him. The day the first year of Professor Kujo’s marine biology college courses began, you had been tasked to be his assistant. Grading papers, answering questions, and most importantly: making life a little easier for Jotaro. That year you managed to fall head over heels for the man. He was aloof, mysterious and wordlessly charming. All of that made you smile to yourself just thinking about it.

Two short years later, one fateful evening would spell out the rest of your future with him. After class you sat beside him at the desk toward the bottom of the lecture hall; dulling out graded paper one after another until- he sparked a conversation up out of the blue. Something about him that night was divergent in comparison to his cut-and-dried mannerisms. He stuttered, jaw working wordlessly at one point until finally he asked such a forward question that you had to double-take. “Will you marry me?” You felt your heart pulse with life. A fire within you that sparked from attraction of the man of your dreams grew more powerful by the second. It took only a moment for you to say yes.

Months into the marriage you learned just how much of a blessing this life truly was. Living and loving someone who you had always inwardly and outwardly looked up to. It was heaven. Throughout the years of you coming to know Jotaro, you picked up some rather savory mannerisms that he developed. More often than not, his stress from teaching would become too much to bear; his outlet for things like that was put on you. Not in a negative way, however. He never rose his voice at you. Not once- instead he’d lead you into the bedroom and order you to strip while he lit a cigarette and sat on the end of the bed, legs spread. You didn’t hate it- at all.

Another long night goes by. Jotaro had been back at the school for almost fourteen hours today. Whilst leaning over the stove, a pot of chicken noodle soup bubbling tepidly in front of you, you check the time. Dinner was late, sure- but Jotaro needed to eat something when he came home. Whenever that was... 11 pm. Jeez, he never works this late. There must be a big project due. You thought to yourself, worriedly biting your lip as you stirred the pot of food on the stove. You always waited for him to come home, no matter the occasion. Eating dinner with him was an opportunity to catch up like old friends. He was open with you, peppering you with kisses upon greeting him at the door. You smiled sheepishly remembering those lips of his, turning off the burner. Tiredly, you scooped up some of the warm soup into two bowls and made the table.

You sat across from an empty chair, soup sat in front of it like you were feeding a ghost. You stirred the food in your bowl, uncomfortably shifting in your seat as the clock ticked tirelessly, teasing you. Just then- the lock to the front door clicked open without a second thought, prying you from thoughts of longing. You got to your feet, quickly rushing over to the doorway and peering up at Jotaro as he closed the door quietly behind himself. In his hand was his massive white overcoat, brim of his hat tipped over his eyes per usual. “Welcome home,” You pressed your hand up to his chest, standing on your toes just to place a kiss on his cheek. His hand aimlessly snaked it’s way around your waist as he gingerly placed a kiss on your lips with a grumble. “You’re home awfully late. Did something come up?” He set his keys down and strolled into the dining room without an answer.

You felt goosebumps dapple your skin in response to his out of the ordinary behavior. You followed suit- strolling into the dining room to find him not there. “Jotaro..?” You called out worriedly. Something must’ve happened. You couldn’t help but worry. Would it be too much to press? Perhaps you should just give him a little bit of space. “I’m cleaning up dinner if you’re going to bed!” You shouted out, placing your hand on the rim of the bowl. Before you could even think to pick it up a shadow loomed over the table and nearly spooked you out of your skin. Turning around you faced Jotaro, suddenly feeling the mood shift entirely. His hat was gone- his black wavy hair draped over his forehead in a manner that made your heart skip a beat.

Sudden heat began to stir in your cheeks- So, it was that kind of night, huh? “Wait for me in the bedroom.” His tone was entirely telling. He reached over you, grabbing both bowls and taking care of the dishes as you skipped off into the bedroom. You tossed off your apron and patiently sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed patiently. Your eyes drifted to what was beside you. A box of camel cigarettes and a lighter- you felt a smile begin to tug at your lips. Suddenly, the door to the bedroom closed with a near silent click. You knew what was in store, and excitement riddled you as you awaited his instruction. “It’s been a long day.” His words were quiet and monotone, yet I could sense the exhaustion in his eyes. You rise to your feet again, strolling up to him and wrapping your hands around his waist.

He peered down at you, hands finding their way onto your ass, squeezing it lightly with a hum of amusement. You lifted yourself onto your toes again, meeting him halfway to place a passionate kiss on his lips. Closing your eyes for just a moment to make it last a little longer. He was the first to pull away, slowly making his way over to the end of the bed. He lifted a cigarette to his lips, lighting it with a quick single spark of the lighter. He tossed the lighter aside, hands sneakily making their way to his pelvis to undo those pesky belts. “Get undressed for me.” His words were so soft and deliberate you almost didn’t catch them, but immediately you obeyed. You waited for him to take a seat down before getting started. 

He stared calmly at you, pulling his nicotine-stick away from his lips for just a moment to blow a plume of smoke illuminated briefly by the light your way. Your hands gently fell to the hem of your bottoms, slowly but surely rolling them down your legs and gently tossing them aside. You cautiously and playfully caught a glint of Jotaro enjoying the show thus far, a bout of confidence lit the flame of tenacity burning ever brighter. Your fingertips trailed up your belly, tentatively running along the lower hem of your shirt. Exaggeratedly, you drew it up and over your chin before throwing it to the ground. The cold air braced your skin. Delicate, and deliberately, you drew your arms behind you- slowly but surely tugging at the back of your bra. A smirk would tug playfully at your lips as you caught a glint of intrigue in Jotaro’s gorgeous eyes.

One hand found itself on his crotch, gripping the ever-growing erection that made itself painfully aware in his ivory pants. You swallowed a devilish chuckle, finally unclasping your bra and letting it fall naturally to your feet- exposing your breasts. It wasn’t the first time he’s seen your bare chest, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last. You could tell Jotaro’s patience was beginning to wear thin. His free hand dug achingly into the sheets. You knew he yearned for you to be closer; he needed you as much as you needed him right now. You calmly blinked up at him, fluttering your eyelashes in a way that gave him the hint you were concocting some sort of plan. Before you began to strip yourself free of your underwear, you calmly made yourself over to him.

Your hands found their way around his neck, stretching one leg over the other before you had comfortably straddled him. Biting down on your lip you grind your hips teasingly against his crotch, rousing a growl out of him. He quickly lifted the cigarette from his lips, squishing it in his fingers and extinguishing what little flame it had left, surprising you slightly. He flicked the butt aside, hands snaking their way around your hips, grabbing your ass and scooting you closer. He locked lips with you, grinding his hips slowly against yours in return as punishment. You moaned gently into the kiss at the feeling of his stiff dick hidden behind several layers of fabric. You dug your nails desperately into the back of his shirt, silently pleading for him to finally take the lead.

That much he did. With a swift movement he lifted you off of his lap, spinning the both of you around before tossing you onto the bed with a quick movement. You were amazed that he could do something like that so effortlessly, yet as he stripped himself of that black tank top- you reminded yourself of how toned his body had become. You scooted back on the bed, climbing up toward the front to get a good look at him. His defined abdomen and biceps made all the more attractive in the faint illumination of the lamp at your nightstand. God- you wanted him more than anything. He finally yanked his pants down, nothing but a single pair of underwear separating you from him. He climbed up onto the bed beside you, arms resting comfortable at either side of your head as he loomed overhead.

You placed your hand on the back of his neck and forced him into a deep kiss, achingly outstretching your legs to wrap around his waist and pull him closer. He pried his lips from yours, peppering you in kisses from your jaw to your collarbone. You shuddered with every single light kiss he dappled you with, heart thrusting within your chest for him. He made his kisses slowly down to your stomach, finally reaching the hem of your underwear. He snaked one finger beneath the hem, sliding them quickly down and off your legs. The cold air hit your bare skin with a chilling sensation. He leaned in, kissing between your thighs. You stammered, covering your mouth with your hand in a futile attempt to be a bit quieter. You could feel the heat of his breath against your pussy- you were on the brink of begging.

His tongue found it’s way on your sex, immediately eliciting a rather pleasant moan of surprise from you. His large hand rested on your inner thigh while the other tentatively circled your clit. He explored you to his delight, tasting every inch of you that he could access. Your heart punched your chest, delight and ecstasy overwhelming you as he played with you so wonderfully. His free hand left your thigh, leaving a warm imprint of where his large hand was moments ago. His two impressively large fingers teased your pussy as he pulled his glistening lips away from between your thighs, drawing your attention down to him. He was dead silent- yet his eyes were oddly demanding. As if you could subconsciously hear him Say please. “Please.” You whispered, a smirk working it’s way along his lips.

You had not a moment to readjust as he carelessly slipped his fingers inside you. Pleasure overwhelmed you as he fingers you deeply, curling his fingers and getting a good rhythm whilst circling over your clit with his thumb. He knew his way around a woman- that was certain. “Jotaro!” Your hips and legs twitched desperately as release became an ever-present thought. You knew this feeling all too well, and welcomed it. A twisting knot in your stomach would begin to build up. Your breathing became heavier, you fell right over the edge as he planted another delicate kiss on your sex. He pumped his fingers in a couple more times, riding out your high for a few more long seconds before he withdrew. Lifting his fingers up to his mouth and licking you off.

“Fuck-” You whispered, eyes trailing down his thigh to the prominence in his pre-cum stained underwear. You got up for a moment- allowing Jotaro to get in whatever position he liked. He lie down on the bed, resting his head up slightly with his arms. Immediately you knew what kind of ride you were in for. Delightedly, you climbed back onto the bed and gripped the hem of his underwear with inward glee. Pulling them down and off his lengthy limbs to reveal his hard cock. Erect, and shamelessly dripping with precum from your verbal display moments ago. Your eyes cautiously trailed his expression as you moved. Momentarily hovering over him as you prepared yourself for his girth.

Finally getting comfortable on your knees, you lined him up with your entrance- locking eyes with him as you lowered yourself onto his cock. A look of delight contorted your expression as he fought back a fickle moan upon finally being allowed entry. Holy hell did you miss this feeling. The intense heat of his cock entwining with your tightening insides was a feeling so memorable you’d never forget it. Slowly, you lifted yourself up and down- pacing yourself to draw out the pleasure whilst also giving him a bit of a tease. You knew how much it bothered him to be teased- especially like this.

You had to admit, when he got fed up and somewhat hot-headed because of the attention it really turned you on. His eyes darted from you to the action between your thighs every once in a while, his lips parting as he let out a breathy moan whilst throwing his head back. Both of his massive hands comfortably found their place on your ass, taking a bit of control. He made you match his pace, bucking his hips and shamelessly slamming his cock further into you. He hit your sex with such force it caused you to practically melt on top of him. Grabbing his chest and covering your mouth while leaning over slightly. “Cmon baby.” He cursed lowly, egging you on to match his pace- or go quicker for that matter.

You couldn’t resist any longer. You selfishly rocked your hips up and down with a pace slightly quicker than his. His length stretching your tightening walls and showering him in ecstasy that elicited a moan. His deep voice rang in your ears every time he let out a fickle cry of heaven. He finally got into the rhythm, helping by subtly bucking his hips with you. You noticed how with every quick pump of his dick he became more excited- quickening his pace and fucking you harder than you thought possible. It wasn’t long before he looked up at you, biting down on his lip. His face was sweat ridden, and painted with an intense shade of red you only saw in moments like these. You knew he was close- and that thought alone only drove you closer over the edge again.

He slammed his hips into you, and with a loud grunt you could feel his hot cum pour into you. The heat of the moment made you cum again as he gripped your ass, nails digging into your skin as he rode out the same high he gave you moments ago. You crawled off of him, landing on the sheets beside him. It wasn’t long before you realized he’d gotten up. Your eyes trickled over to him, eyeing that familiar birthmark on the back of his neck as he grabbed a towel, tossing it over to you. “Thanks,” You chuckle, placing it under you and sitting up to stretch for a moment whilst catching your breath. He wanders out of the room for a moment, almost immediately coming back in with two glasses of water. He practically chugs the whole thing in a matter of seconds, falling back into the spot he was just moments ago.

You gratefully sip the water and catch your breath, placing it on your nightstand before turning off the light with a small click. Your hand falls comfortably to his chest, and he peers down at you. His fingers quickly cup your chin and force you into a much-needed kiss. It was passionate, and longing. Something you loved about him was the way he treated you after moments like these. You snuggled up to him, breathing in the last traces of expensive cologne that clung to his collarbone. “I love you.” You murmur. From leaning against his chest you can hear his heartbeat quicken, causing you to smile against his skin. “I love you too.” He whispers back, turning over and accepting his fate. Wrapping his arm around you and quietly falling asleep to the sounds of one another’s breathing.

[I hope you enjoyed! This was just a quick one-shot I thought of while eating dinner so I typed it up lol.]

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✨JJBA Headcanons✨

Here are some headcanons for the Jojo Characters I’ve come up with. Some of them might not be original- but that’s my bad. I’ll probably add to these as I think of more, but here are some for now!

Jonathan:

- Makes his bed every morning.

- Cries during emotional movies, squeezes your hand for support.

- Even if an animal is mean to him, he’ll offer his friendship to it.

- BEST at babysitting. As soon as a crying baby enters his arms, it stops crying.

- Makes breakfast for his family every morning.

- Picks flowers and uses them as bookmarks.

- Gets easily scared.

- Extremely clean handwriting.

- Builds little structures out of rocks he collects.

- Has trouble tying ties.

- Gets flustered when someone offers to help him with anything.

- Climbs trees to read in them.

- Volunteers at animal shelters.

- Is very very very proud of his family.

- Loves the smell of lavender.

- Excellent cook.

Joseph:

- Pulls pranks on anyone and everyone. You are never safe.

- Really likes bananas.

- Wears nothing but underwear to bed.

- Extremely physically affectionate, showers his loved ones in hugs and kisses.

- Keeps ladybugs as temporary pets.

- Constantly ranting about his favorite comics and shows to anyone who will lend their ear.

- Will try his darndest to seem like a tough guy when he’s frightened.

- Very messy, but still legible handwriting.

- Gets REALLY excited about hanging out with family.

- Has surprisingly expensive taste in clothing and food.

- Pretends to know Italian.

- Has a gorgeous singing voice.

- Loves playing the acoustic guitar.

- Serenades his daughter and wife to sleep.

- Watches Disney movies with Holly.

- He’s very very clumsy in the kitchen. Cuts himself doing the simplest things.

- Takes really long hikes.

- Thinks women that wear red are incredibly sexy.

Jotaro:

- Is extremely gentle towards animals.

- Whimpers in his sleep.

- Specifically enjoys the color purple.

- Keeps a bunch of sea-life stuffed animals hidden under his bed in a box.

- Watches movies almost exclusively alone.

- Keeps one of Kakyoin’s earrings in his desk.

- After moving out he sends a bouquet of flowers to his mother’s house anonymously every month.

- Goes surfing at least once a month.

- Listens to music while he studies.

- Goes on walks at night to clear his head.

- When he sees other fathers/parents with their kids he gets slightly envious or guilty.

- Will pummel animal abusers.

- Thinks seaweed is gross.

- Practices smiling in the mirror sometimes.

- Likes doodling dolphins and sharks.

- Dreams about the Stardust Crusaders.

- Has nightmares about Joseph’s death.

- Definitely watches Spongebob.

- Spends a FORTUNE on overcoats.

Josuke:

- Sensitive when it comes to gross things.

- Terrified of scary movies, yet refuses to admit it.

- Oddly cute handwriting.

- Has really good grades. (Thanks to Tomoko)

- Everytime he sees his birthmark he feels a weird twinge of pride.

- Stays up late playing video games all the time.

- Loves to cook, weirdly good at it.

- Hates reading, kind of a slow reader.

- Sings to himself sometimes.

- Double or triple checks the mirror before leaving for school each morning.

- Volunteers at the hospital helping cure sick kids.

- Supremely good at babysitting, loves kids.

- Very good at dancing- only dances by himself in his room though.

- Gets really flustered when someone compliments his style.

- His hands are very calloused.

- Plays the delinquent role to help people out sometimes.

- Okuyasu, Koichi and him get together to study after school.

- Very protective of Koichi when it comes to Yukako.

- Secretly envious of Rohan’s drawing skills.

- Doodles on the edges of his papers in class.

- Josuke and Okuyasu make mixtapes together.

Giornio:

- Loves to swim.

- Collects flowers, makes bouquets.

- Really good with children.

- Everytime he sees a ladybug he picks up and puts it somewhere safe.

- Paints landscapes in his free time.

- Enjoys classical music.

- He’ll go out by the beach and just sit there- listening to the waves.

- He has an extreme fondness for Trish, and wishes to protect her.

- Animals love him.

- Keeps a jar of cookies in his kitchen.

- Knows how to knit and crochet.

- Says goodmorning to the picture of his father every morning. (He don’t know shh.)

- Talks and sings to himself sometimes.

- He really wanted to get on Abbachio’s good side.

- Constantly has stress-induced nightmares.

- Respectful to women.

- Will beat the shit out of anyone who sells drugs.

Bruno

- Loves Milano Dark chocolate cookies.

- Fantastic ballroom dancer- can sweep anyone off their feet.

- His singing voice is absolutely gorgeous.

- Visits museums every other week.

- Genuinely such a good artist, though never gets the chance to show off his art.

- Composes music.

- Plays the piano like an angel.

- He smells really good.

- Walks along the shoreline of the beach just to remember his father.

- Owns lots of vintage home decor. Typewriters, rotary phones, etc.

Jolyne:

- Water, and the ocean specifically remind her of her father.

- Misses her family to extreme degrees.

- Loves sorbet ice cream.