#Kakyoin fluff

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: :✦ɴᴏʀɪᴀᴋɪ ᴋᴀᴋʏᴏɪɴ🍒 a moment between us;

—pairings: Kakyoin Noriaki x fem!reader

—cw: university au, modern au, small makeout, mentions of sex(indirectly), bad grammar

—genre: fluff

—sypnosis: after a tiring day at university, you decided to spend the rest of the day with your boyfriend;

author note: i’m back yayyyyy (no one cares😭)

➤ You yawned for the 10th time that day. That day was being specially tiring for you. You where taking Arts in university and it was nothing like you had expected. Well, at least you were going to see your boyfriend before classes…that was a good thing at least.

You were sitting near the fountain in the middle of the campus, drawing in your sketchbook when your heard your best friend’s voice calling you: “HEY Y/N!!!” You jolted. When your best friend approached you glared at her “i told you to stop screaming my name like that!” She laughed placing her hands on her hips “you really are no fun, Y/n” you rolled your eyes and closed your sketchbook. Your best friend’s is Yashiro. She’s in the same class but she’s the complete opposite of you. She’s an extrovert and you’re an introvert. While everyone in class knows who is she, you’re just a loner who wears extra sized clothes all year. Yashiro sat next to you smirking 

“Sooooooo…i heard that you’ll see your boyfriend today…” you raised an eyebrow at her

“I literally told you that yesterday …and stop smirking like that, it’s scary”

“Like what?” She said still smirking

“Like THAT!” 

She laughed which me you chuckled slightly. You always forget that her laugh is so contagious.

: :🍒: :

When the lecture ended, started to pack your things when you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders 

“Are tou going to go see your boyfriend now? Can i go with you?” Yashiro asked smiling. 

You sighed.

“We can do something together tomorrow, ‘kay?”

Yashiro pouted, she always acted like a kid around you, and you knew exactly why. 

“Yo, yashiro! We’re going to the karaoke together! Wanna come with us?”

A group of people asked waved at Yashiro which she smiled and waved back

“Yeah of course!”

She turned at you a smiled

“I’ll call you tomorrow, love ya!”

Then, she ran to the group and disappeared between the doors of the lecture room. You sighed. This was definitely being tiring day for you.

You yawned while walking though the campus. Finally the day ended, finally you were going to see your boyfriend.

“I should call him…” you said looking for your phone inside your bag.

The truth is, you’ve been worried about your boyfriend for a while now. After the incident with his stomach and sight that sent him to the hospital, everything changed. You visited him everyday, of course, but still you were very worried about him. Maybe you were just pressuring him to much…

when he left the hospital, you were really happy and you started visiting his apartment everyday. 

But you didn’t know that he was insecure about his new body. He became more skinny because of his new diet, he lost weight, and the scars in his eyes and belly didn’t help. When he told you about it, you felt terrible. How could you not notice something like that? How could you not notice that we was not ok? So you decided to worship him everyday, telling him that you love him just the way he is and doesn’t need to worry about anything, and it did helped him become less insecure about his body, and you were happy. 

“Ah- Y/n.” 

You heard a soft voice calling your name, a voice that you knew exactly who it belonged to. Your eyes widened.

“…Noriaki?”

You lifted your head up just to see your boyfriend standing in front of you. He was a bit taller than you and his body got more muscular since the last time you saw him. He was wearing the green turtleneck sweater you had given him, which made you even happier, he also his favorite brown pants, with a belt, and with his brown boots.

You laughed and ran to him.

“You know you didn’t had to pick me up, right?” 

“I know but i wanted to surprise you”

You placed your hands on his shoulders, tou tip-toed and you placed a quick peek on his lips.

You ran your hands from his shoulders to his chest, making him blush. You looked at his sweater then you looked back at him

“It looks great on you”

“…thanks” Kakyoin said with a loving smile on his face.

: :🍒: :

At his apartment, Kakyoin went to kitchen.

“I’m going to prepare some tea for me, do you want some for you too?”

“Ah yes please, thank you…” 

You said while sitting in his sofa.

Some minutes had passed and now you were watching a movie on his tv when you felt a pair of soft lips in your cheek. 

“Ah- Noriaki!” You said giggling

“Here’s your tea, sweetheart.”

“Thanks, baby”

You turned off the tv and gently took the cup from him a you started sipping the liquid carefully. Kakyoin sat beside you watching you as you drink the tea. You noticed him staring so you raised an eyebrow.

“Is there something wrong, Nori?”

He snapped out of his trance and looked away with a slight shade of pink in his ears.

“No, no, nothing’s wrong, it’s just…you’re…you’re mesmerizing…it’s addictive…”

He looked at you again with soft loving eyes. He, gently and carefully raised a hand to caress your cheek. You placed the cup of tea in the table and you closed the proximity between you two with a kiss, kakyoin gasped in surprise but quickly reciprocated. The kiss quickly escalated into something more intimate. Your tongues danced with each other freely with you often leting out small gasps and moans against his mouth.

Never breaking the kiss, you pushed Kakyoin making him fall with his back against the arm of the sofa and you placed yourself on top of him as he placed his hands on your hips with a tight grip which made you let out a small moan.

Finally you broke the kiss, seeking for air to breath while formed a pout with his lips.

“What?”

“Why did you stop?”

You looked at him smirking

“I can always give you more…”

Suddenly, you receive a call. You get up from the sofa to pick up the phone, leaving Kakyoin still pouting.

“Yes?”

“Y/N, hellooooo~!”  Yashiro almost shouted 

“What is it, you said you would call me tomorrow…”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I can’t call you today…i was going to ask if you are free tonight!”

You looked at Kakyoin, searching for his opinion but all you got was a strong pout is his lips. You sighed

“Sorry, I’m going to spend to night with my boyfriend…”

“Oooooohh~ okay then, I won’t bother you….oh, and don’t forget to use condom, I don’t my best friend pregnant yet!”

You blushed furiously

“WHA-….oh my god” you sighed and she laughed

“Bye bye pookie, love ya~~”

She ended the call and you sighed, you turned to Kakyoin just to see that he was not there.

“Noriaki?”

“I’m in my room!”

You made your way to his room and you founded him staring at his scar in his belly with a sad look on his face. You sighed, walked to him and hugged him from behind placing and kiss on his neck.

“The most beautiful scar i’ve ever seen…i never told you this but…you look so hot with this scar…”

He turned at you, still inside your arms

“…do you really think so…?”

“Yes, of course honey! You’re the most beautiful men I’ve ever saw in my life!”

You placed your hand in his belly

“And this scar right here won’t change my opinion”

You kissed his lips, jawline, neck, collarbone, chest and lips again.

He smiled warmly at you. In fact you always made sure that you love him, even with scars in his eyes and stomach. You always made sure that, whenever he felt insecure, you where always there with him and you always shooed the insecurities away, and he was so thankful for that.

“Kakyoin?”

He snapped out of his trance and looked at you.

“Sorry…did i stared to much…?”

“Hehe, no it’s ok…come here”

You climbed into his bed and opened your arms. 

He smiled and followed you laying on top of you and with his head on your breasts. You chuckled and ran your fingers through his red hair.

“I love your Noriaki”

You said placing a kiss on his head 

“I love you too, baby”

He said with his voice muffled which made you laugh. You two stayed there cuddling for a few hours, just enjoying each other’s presence.

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First Love Headcanons: Noriaki Kakyoin

↳ Fem!Reader with she/her pronouns. Reader is written as being on the shy, gentle side. Reader’s backstory, stand, and reason for joining the crusaders is left up in the air.

A/n: This was so self-indulgent. I hope it shows how much I’ve thought about this. I hope y’all enjoy! <3

Warning(s): Canon-typical swearing. Mentions of canon-typical violence.

Before being on the receiving end of a mind-altering flesh bud, Kakyoin would’ve raised an eyebrow at the prospect of falling for someone within the span of 50 days.

Experiencing romantic love? Him? Maybe in another lifetime.

Hell… simply making friends within that same span of time seemed absurd. Not because he deemed himself incapable of making connections, but due a lack of desire. No need to grow close with people he assumed wouldn’t ever fully understand him.

It’s a difficult concept to wrap his head around, without a doubt. Seventeen years of numbing isolation will do that to an individual.

That’s not to say he hasn’t daydreamed here and there.

Kakyoin’s certainly let his mind wander down a road paved with hopefulness. Looking to his parents and wondering what it’d be like to form such a strong connection. His thoughts growing indulgent and jumping on a particular train. Leading eventually to… whatever plane of existence lovers live on.

Okay, so Kakyoin didn’t even know how fully contextualize romance within his own mind.

It’s a difficult thing to grasp when you merely see it from a secondhand perspective… usually from one’s own parents, of all things.

At least his mother and father offered a positive idea of how relationships should function. Mutually supportive; partners through and through. It’s what he’s come to expect and wouldn’t dream of settling for less.

Experiencing the actual feeling involved? Not at all. He’s always been known as a ‘pretty’ guy, but that doesn’t mean much when he’s remained wholly uninterested.

At the very least, he harbored a general idea of what he wanted.

Beyond hoping for a mutually supportive dynamic, he’s confident over his preferred type. His likes and dislikes, whether it be shallow or far more personal.

Regardless of his own preconceived notions in regards to his own future, he does end up forming meaningful connections. While not under the most unconventional circumstances, he does form a tight nit group of friends.

And even more than that, he meets you:

Tower of Grey was the priority at hand… the first of DIO’s followers encountered after leaving Japan. The safety of sleeping passengers filling the seats being far more important than anything else in that very moment.

But just as Kakyoin laid stomach-first on the floor of the plane’s narrow walkway… blood trickling down his forehead and his expression stern… the bug-like stand boasted on. Believing in an assured victory, as if it had already won.

The gears in Kakyoin’s mind chug intently, his stand’s tendrils moving unseen beneath the seats. His eyes widening when he feels something in particular.

A stranger… who makes themselves known a second later. An observer watching silently from across the isles, jumping to action.

There was no time to wonder if you understood what was going on- no time to even warn -before you lunge forward. A stand fazing into sight behind you. Geared up and ready, almost taunting the bug with the shock of its own existence.

Your heart pounded against your chest when the bug directed its attention to you, the distraction proving to have worked.

Just being there was more than enough to catch the egotistical personality off guard for a moment, letting out a profanity. Merely a second or two of hesitation, but enough to offer Kakyoin a quick opening for a finishing blow. Finally getting the drop on the particularly fast-moving stand.

With the stand user fallen limp, his tongue split down the middle and eyes rolled back, Kakyoin turns his head to finally get a good look at you. His lips kept together, but his eyebrows raised.

Your own eyes have grown wide, fully turning towards the group of imposing men.

Just from quietly examining your raised eyebrows and agape mouth, you’re visibly just as startled as they all are. As far as they can tell, you’d merely witnessed the fight going down as an initial bystander. Assessing it quickly and not hesitating a moment further once you saw the shortest of them get hurt. To their credit, it was pretty much what had happened from your perspective.

The men size you up blankly, and without much to immediately say.

To tussle with a stand user so early into the trip, high above a body of water within a plane, is a heart-pounding situation. With hindsight, though, it’s to be expected. Taking such a public and compromising mode of transportation was mistake with absurdly dangerous consequences.

But to discover another… who’s seemingly detached from either side of the DIO conflict- now that is cause for surprise.

Your eyes gloss over the men. Flickering between each of them, until landing on the redhead you’d just assisted. Blood is still drying on his forehead. But his expression has shifted to a more thoughtful one… violet eyes looking at you in a way that makes you feel small.

Merely a moment passes before the oldest of the group takes initiative. Stepping forward, he lets out a huff of hesitation before saying, “Thank you… erm-…?”

“Y/n… L/n…” you responded, shifting your attention to him and taking a step back. You’re on gentle guard; hesitant. A contrast to your determined initiative moments ago.

Surely you’d seen a good chunk of what the group was capable of? That would be cause for cautiousness. None of them knew just how much you had seen before stepping in…

“Joestar, dear. Joseph Joestar,” Joseph smiles gently, a gleam present in his eyes. Hoping to defuse anxious thoughts creeping into your skull, if only a little. But your expression stays the same.

“I think… we could offer each other an explanation,” he suggests in a trying manner. His head tilts to the side, appreciative of the fire proved to be present behind eyes so apparently soft and hesitant on the regular.

Stand or not, the situation is overwhelming. Examining Joseph’s demeanor, and his two gloved hands held up in peace… you eventually nod in agreement. Answers… yes, you’d certainly like to know whatever the hell that was.

The old man opens his mouth again, preparing to make an attempt at a short explanation, only to be cut off by a stomach-dropping tilt of the plane.

You had your own reasons for being on the plane that day… the specifics of which were totally lost on Kakyoin and the others for a good while.

Discussions with Joseph after safely making it out of the plane wreck, Hong Kong’s hustle and bustle in the background, lead you to realizing you and the group held a common goal with the pursuit of DIO. Whether or not you’d even heard the name before the old man spoke it. In regards to your own pursuits, going after DIO was the answer.

That revelation prompted you into asking if you may accompany the group on their way to Egypt. A suggestion only disapproved by Jotaro.

And from the moment he saw you that day aboard the plane, you’d already earned respect from Kakyoin.

He holds himself to a high standard… something he holds others around him to as well. Sure, he’s a naturally polite individual, but he’s not exactly shy calling it how he sees it.

He harbors too much self-respect to think of settling for people he can’t trust or who hold no dignity.

The specific circumstances in which you joined the crusaders… helping a group of strangers with powers like your own in order to ensure the safety of both them and the passengers…

Safe to say he had no hangups about you accompanying them, to say the least.

Being a generally soft-spoken, pretty girl definitely helps too. Not that he’s inclined mention it out loud. He’s not that socially maladjusted. Mostly. He’d like to believe.

He is thinking it, though.

You were just so quiet that first day in Hong Kong. Every time he pointed something out to you and Jotaro, you nodded along gently with a soft smile. Even asking for elaboration once or twice.

It’s a lot better than the huffs and puffs coming from Jotaro.

Kakyoin eventually starts dropping facts from his bag of random trivia on you specifically. Immediately, you’re responsive to his informative brand of talking at you. Likely hoping to get past any initial awkwardness you feel throwing off the established dynamic.

All while you go along agreeably with the group’s decisions beyond his casual information dumping.

From deciding to tackle the journey any way other than by plane, to Mr. Joestar’s order of food in the restaurant the group ate at… you politely nodded along.

Your facial expressions are enough to pick up on how you’re feeling. Kakyoin can’t help but find it nice. Putting the pieces together inside his head on where you stand. Knowing when it’s best to let others take the helm in decisions you’re unfamiliar with.

So you’re situationally flexible too… that’s good.

As observant of a guy as Kakyoin is… he notices almost instantly that you gravitate towards sticking by him or Avdol. In both calm and stressful situations.

Mr. Joestar… his boisterousness makes you flinch. Even more so is the case with a guy like Polnareff, despite the Frenchman making a point to be gentle with a ‘nice little lady like yourself’.

And Jotaro… well… you’re expression sours, failing to hold back cringe each time the two of you interact. Acutely aware he doesn’t like you at all at the beginning.

Heh… so be it, Kakyoin thought.

If sticking close to him or Avdol is what you prefer, Kakyoin’s not about to complain. You’ve already proven yourself to be adaptable… and only more opportunities will arise from here on out. With each passing stand encounter, he grows more and more convinced you’re a really reliable individual.

Even more so, you begin involving yourself in conversations. Something that opens the door to less small talk and discussions holding more substance.

It’s freeing to feel less in the spotlight, despite it being as natural of a thing as talking. But with someone as unused to it as Kakyoin, the smaller things really get to him early on.

That’s what first floods his chest with warmth, genuinely enjoying a comfortable air developing through casual conversation. Not just that, there’s fondness in the tiniest input from you. Smiling at the others’ antics or laughing lightly when Kakyoin bickers with Polnareff.

Friendship is a necessary foundation to be established for an individual like Kakyoin to grow even remotely romantically interested.

And how long did it take for that to happen? For him to silently consider you a friend? Two weeks at most… it must’ve been. God, Kakyoin feels lightheaded just thinking about what that means to him.

You mean something to him already. How weird is that?

Kakyoin’s not necessarily avoidant of how he feels, merely perplexed. A rather new, but internally exciting position to be in.

His care for you making his heart race faster with each passing stand encounter.

There’s vigor in how he stands up for you if you’re hurt or are unable to fight for yourself. He keeps his temper, not the type to lose it, but his eyes speak to the emotions guiding his proaction.

And to his delight… you react the same whenever the role is reversed.

Now… yes, he knows you like sticking by him. And now that he’s thinking of it again, when was the last time you stick by Avdol too? You certainly don’t stand this close to anyone else. The physical distance having been growing smaller and smaller. You’re damn near hanging off his arm.

Kakyoin’s such an enabler, letting you do so without complaint. Head held up high.

Honestly… it takes weight off his shoulders. He appreciates the ease of recognizing mutual fondness. It furthers the comfortable air between you two.

All while Kakyoin’s kicking his past self for avoiding something that comes naturally to him when gazing into your eyes:

“And here I thought we’d finally be able to sleep in a bed.”

Kakyoin’s voice sounds gently, standing between you and Jotaro. The three students of the group… he often acted as a physical buffer you and the grump. There is reason for you to act cocky, considering Jotaro finally accepted the fact that you are even there just a few days ago.

You know better than to let it get to you, though. Especially since he still remains outwardly apathetic pretty much everything leaving your mouth. But he’ll listen when you speak and acknowledges your existence! Now, we’re talking.

Late into this particular night… none of the seethe radiating off him is directed at you.

The three of you are turned towards the lake before you, standing in a row. Conveniently looking away from both Polnareff and Joseph. Moonlight reflects against the water’s surface pleasantly. The smell of the cigarette Jotaro had smoked still lingering in the air, and invading your nostrils.

As sweet of a sight as the water may be, the scene doesn’t do much to ease any lingering wariness… only making eyelids feel heavier, if anything.

You glance downwards to your left, Polnareff still sulking by himself on the ground a few paces away. You felt a pang of pity looking at him. Just a moment of consideration later and you neglect to speak to him. Practically feeling the gentle annoyance of the two to your right. Not that… you don’t understand the sentiment.

Especially Kakyoin’s sighing mutter in particular.

“If the old man hadn’t screwed up,” Jotaro speaks up, his arms crossed as he responds. “We wouldn’t be out here hiding from the cops.”

Your gaze shifts away from Polnareff to nothing in particular a moment or two, your brows gently furrowed. Without contemplating it first, your head moves. Peering over at Kakyoin beside you.

“Least Mr. Joestar’s not in custody,” you comment lightly.

Just the idea of it is stressful… your heart hurting at the thought. Even more so, your brain stresses just from knowing how much precious time it would waste. Knowing full well by now you don’t even need to point that out to someone like Kakyoin. He just… gets it.

“Hmph…” Jotaro huffs, nearly a grunt.

Kakyoin’s eyes travel to meet yours, disregarding Jotaro’s dismissal of your trying optimism. The ghost of a smile appears on the redhead’s lips.

“Haven’t crossed the border yet,” he reminds you. His tone lacking the exhaustion it holds when pointing something out to the likes of Polnareff or Mr. Joestar. His pleasant smile… it lingers as well.

“Heh-…” you let out a lighthearted sigh and your trying expression fades a little. Not completely deterred by his words, your tone remains on the sweet side as you retort, “Way to spike my worry back up.”

To your relief, your lighthearted response only seems to amuse Kakyoin. The exact reaction you had hoped for.

“Mr. Joestar said he’s handling it… he owes us as much,” Kakyoin replies.

“Hmm… even after today?” you ask, tilting your head to the side. “Giving him that much credit now, Kakyoin?”

He hums softly, trying to momentarily suppress his smile while rubbing his chin with his index finger. Moving his hand away when he sarcastically figures, “Well… he managed to grab us a car.”

“Small victories…?” you giggle lightly, raising your eyebrows in a playful manner.

“Small victories,” he nods in agreement, allowing his grin to grow wider.

Kakyoin’s smile… I’ve been seeing it a lot more lately, you note. I really hope it’s-

“Don’t fret, you two,” Joseph speaks up from behind.

He cuts the moment short and your stomach drops, making space for a familiar disappointment to pool inside. Your brows subtly furrow, and you biting your lower lip less you pull a pout. Not spiteful towards Joseph… just wishing the short talk with Kakyoin had time to continue.

You turn, only to see the older man casually gesturing to the aforementioned car he’d gotten his hands on. “I took care of things.”

Kakyoin doesn’t point it out less you sheep away in embarrassment, but the disappointment you think you don’t show… he notices.

Quietly allowing you to sit a bit too close beside him at restaurant tables, for example. That same look on your face when the spotlight shifts anywhere else… it’s totally worth it.

Or when you rest your head on his shoulder while taking a bus or car. Polnareff or Joseph will often prompt conversation that demands and derails attention. Even Kakyoin feels a silent sigh escape his nostrils.

Luckily, even more than explicitly mentioning it out loud, he wouldn’t dream of teasing you over it either. Win’t even throw you a knowing glance. Anything to keep you from hiding that cute expression away.

Wait, cute?

So… okay, he can work with that. Mhm. No need for concern or anything of the sort. It’s not like the descriptor popped into his head so fast he couldn’t stop himself if he tried. It’s just one little word… that crawled into his brain and refused to go to the back of it the majority of the car ride.

Well, this is happening, he distinctly recalls thinking.

Really, that’s about as long as it takes for him to come to terms with how he feels about you. The span of an overnight car ride.

Kakyoin may have purposely isolated himself for most of his life, but he’s too self-assured to think of pushing the feeling down.

More than that… you’re just so lovely.

When was the last time being this close to someone felt so right? Never? Good god… it all feels so natural when it comes to you, in and out of combat.

For a stand user… your generally pretty gentle as well.

Not there isn’t any mental strength in spite of or because of that sort of demeanor… Kakyoin just hadn’t personally experienced that before meeting you. And he really admires that.

Then again, Kakyoin’s the type to find beauty in practically everything in regards to the subject of his affections.

… is it weird to be thinking about one person this much? For Pete’s sake, is this what it’s like? Had his father felt like a moron like this too? Did Mr. Joestar think himself going nuts as well?

Perceived weirdness be damned, as soon as he’s fallen, he’s loyal and all in.

It’s similar to the natural progression of learning to enjoy the others’ company. Similar, yes, but the same? Not at all, of course.

And Kakyoin’s not the only one who notices the difference in your dynamic together; he’s most definitely got mixed feelings on that.

Avdol seemed to be the first.

Before Kakyoin noticed he’d caught feelings, Avdol would peer at the two of you with a tiny smile on his face. Kakyoin had thought back then he’d been amused on a surface level… which ended up not being correct with hindsight.

Damn it all… how could I let him notice before me? Kakyoin thinks, feeling more than a little foolish.

Kakyoin was lamenting over a look… god bless him.

Once the others start noticing, all hell has broken loose. They make Avdol look like a damn saint.

Joseph and Polnareff are a duo conceived in hell purely to torture Kakyoin. He won’t lie, he can get rather short with either of them in the face of their teasing. He’s really good at flipping the script on them and offering a harsh dig, which hasn’t failed in changing the conversation thus far.

“We have some time to kill after breakfast… you and Y/n should go out on a little rendezvous!” Joseph will suggest, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Ha! I caught you staring again! You think you’re so slick, don’tcha?” Polnareff will laugh, nudging his arm a bit too harshly.

“You can pair with her while we separate and search… we know how much you like her!” they’ll both exclaim, no matter how inappropriate might be in the given situation.

… screw their feelings, Kakyoin’s going verbally nuclear.

Kakyoin would really prefer it they wouldn’t be so obvious with their teasing right in front of you. Unfortunately, getting on their case directly has proven to only encourage them further.

Worse of all… he can feel the judgement rolling off Jotaro’s body. Constantly. Uncomfortably.

He doesn’t say anything, and frankly, he doesn’t need to. As if Jotaro would need to do that to drive home a point.

Getting all close to you right beside or in front of Jotaro leaves Kakyoin dealing with the stink eye for a good ten minutes.

In all… it’s annoying, but not unbearably so. Nothing that warrants a conversation, anyway. You seem amused, at the very least.

What does make Kakyoin wary… is the situation you’re all in.

Never mind that in just the span of a month he’s got more people surrounding him than he previously thought possible. The circumstance in particular is what puts a strain on both his head and heart.

Definitely has an attitude of “Maybe after the journey…” for the majority of it.

You don’t seem to be the type to want to take much initiative, and he’s a touch too comfortable keeping things just the way they are. No need to rush when there are greater priorities.

Though, one could argue he’s procrastinating a little. Polnareff has certainly made the case.

The Frenchman couldn’t get him to budge… in fact, it’s a run in with a certain sleep-stalking stand that does.

The encounter solidified the update to his thinking the trip had been instigating, in more ways than one. It’s all to do with his returning confidence; growing fully reassured in himself once more.

Applicable both in and out of fights. As well as his approach to you, in particular.

The complete lack of control he had throughout most of the encounter… as well as how hard you tried understanding his position when no one else could… none of them are guaranteed to wake up the next morning, right?

And waiting…? Upon reflection, Kakyoin changes his perspective on it. How cowardly would that be?

He’s not about to face DIO again without letting you know how he feels first.

Too many possibilities could come from the inevitable confrontation, a good chunk of what he could think of not exactly being pleasant. He doesn’t want to plan for the worse… but he would prefer to step up and be there for you like he knows he wants to deep down.

Every day of the trip, as dangerous as it gets, were the better ones of his upbringing. That’s large in part because of you.

From assuming he’d never get close to wanting to speak about such a thing… to knowing he’d never forgive himself if he didn’t.

That being said, there weren’t many opportunities for a breather after crossing the desert. The boarder into Egypt moving closer and closer within the group’s reach with each passing hour.

And just as quickly as it was crossed… there was another attack- his very own sight put at risk.

In all honesty, he doesn’t remember much of the ordeal before waking up at the hospital with bandages over his eyes. He’d been going in and out of consciousness, enough to make his memory of the event rather hazy.

Kakyoin can recall the pain. That… and your presence at his side almost entirely throughout.

He didn’t know how to feel immediately about it.

Thankful for your presence, though not much could ground him in a situation like that one. Or guilt over you witnessing him in such a state.

He lands somewhere in the middle.

Fussing was pushed to the back of his mind the second his hospital room door was flung open not long after waking. Voices pooling into the clean yet bare space and footsteps making their way closer.

Booming and almost laughing, expressing relief to see him up and looking alive. Several hands patting him on the back or nudging his arm.

As well as a familiar hand gently touching his shoulder, a softer voice poking through the others.

He’s listened to it for hours collectively by now… but a part of him figures he could do it for days.

There’s a lingering warmth present, moral quite positive despite everyone understanding Kakyoin would be left behind for his recovery. Regardless… the fact that his eyesight wouldn’t be affected in the long run lifted a massive weight.

Kakyoin is too levelheaded to think otherwise, he knows you must move on without him.

But he finds himself hoping the moment will drag anyways:

“… I will catch up with you later,” Kakyoin assures with a smile. Bandages over his eyes… speaking to the group without the sight available to point his attention to anyone in particular.

Polnareff leaning forward, putting weight on his hands against the hospital bed mattress to his left. You sit facing him on his right, legs hanging off the side. The others circle around the bed as Kakyoin offers his words of encouragement in the face of his upcoming absence.

He’s too strong to sulk… you think, But it must sting to have to sit on the sidelines when we’re getting so close.

“It’s less than 800 kilometers to Cairo… and DIO,” he continues. “Everyone, you must be vigilant.”

Polnareff nods, giving Kakyoin a pat on the shoulder. The others give the redhead their well-wishes as the Frenchman offers you a glance before standing up straight, following Avdol and Jotaro out the door. The men shuffling towards the exit one by one.

You’re the last of the group to move, slowly sliding yourself off the hospital bed. Kakyoin’s head lowers, feeling the dip in the thin mattress vanish.

Joseph, taking up the rear of the group still diffusing out the room, pauses just before the doorway. Looking your way. “Y/n,” he mutters softly, halting you after taking only a single step.

“Hm?” you hum, biting your lower lip.

His lips curl into a smile, eyes glimmering with gentleness. “We’ll go and pay the bill. Could be quite the tedious process… we’ll meet you down in a few, alright?”

Thank you, Mr. Joestar, you think. Holding back a grin as you nod a handful of times hastily.

“Heh…” the old man huffs out a soft laugh, his expression shifting to a smirk before exiting the room. The door clicking shut behind him.

You turn back towards Kakyoin… noting how he’s lifted his head once more. The sunlight pools in through elongated windows, shining against his skin. Unharmed from what you can see… aside from pale bandages wrapped around his eyes. Anything to keep you from seeing his eyes a mutilated, bloodied mess like that ever again.

“Y/n,” he calls your name, lightly gesturing for you to sit down again and pulling you from your silent gawking.

With a smile, you accept the invitation. Plopping right back down where you’d been sitting… if not a little closer. Kakyoin turns his head a tad, close enough to your general direction.

“I have a favor to ask.”

“A favor?” you echo, humming in thought. Both your voices have quieted. Pleasant, but gentler in the comfort of one-on-one company. “Of course… what do you need, Kakyoin?”

He reaches to his right, fingertips searching for the surface of a tiny nightstand next to the hospital bed. When he finds it, his hand smartly slides down its top drawer. Opening it and shuffling around inside, taking a moment to find whatever he’s looking for.

He shuts the drawer with a clenched fist a moment later, fingers wrapped around the unseen object he had grabbed.

“May I have your hand?” he asks, his free hand lifting up with an open palm.

“Mhm,” you hum, gently placing your hand atop his.

Kakyoin lets out a soft chuckle when he feels your smaller hand rest in his hold. Having touched it enough by now to recognize it’s yours by the feel alone. Letting it sit that way a second before gingerly flipping your hand over. Guiding the movement via your wrist, so that he instead cradles your hand while it lies palm-up in patient expectation.

“Keep these safe for me while I recover, will you?”

Without a word of warning, his other hand reaches out and places what he’d retreated in the palm of your hand. Two little red marble-looking balls now sit there, attached to silver hooks that let them both dangle at a slight curve.

“Your… earrings?” you ask, voice dropping to a whisper. Peering down at the dainty set in your hand. “Kakyoin, I don’t under-“

“Keep them with you… and make sure they remind you to keep yourself safe, okay?”

You lift your gaze, taken aback by the gentleness of his tone. Aside from today, you’d hardly ever seen seen him without wearing the set. Only removed on the handful of occasions he’s traded with Jotaro or Polnareff.

“Are you sure…?” you ask, blinking dumbly.

“Yeah,” he confirms, nodding. “I’ll take them back when I see you again. How about that?”

Your fingers curl around the earrings, holding them secure. The backs lightly poke your skin, but your hand keeps its hold. Resolving to keep them safe and on your person. A piece of him that will continue journey on with you while he’s in recovery.

“Is that a promise, Kakyoin?” you ask him, knowing the answer as soon as the question leaves your lips.

“Heh…” he chuckles lightly, his head tilting to the side once again. “Certainly. I’ll be back before you know it… but really… I’d like you to promise me you’ll be safe.”

Kakyoin holds your hand tighter in his, and his free hand blindly reaches out. Bumping against your shoulder, before finding its intended destination on your face. As soon as his fingertips brush against your cheek, your heart skips a beat. Holding your jaw gingerly, as if he were handling porcelain.

“I promise, Kakyoin, I promise…” you assure gently. There’s really no certainty in safety from here on out, the fact that he’s in a hospital bed making it apparent.

Kakyoin, for once, doesn’t care if it’s silly. Just hearing you promise to look out for yourself helps him swallow the reality that he’ll be absent from your side.

“Thank you,” he sighs, shoulders dropping. “I couldn’t stand it if I heard of you getting seriously hurt-”

“Kakyoin…”

“-without me being there to have anything to do about it. Because I… really-“

“Kakyoin, should we even-“

“Noriaki,” he cuts you off gently, his hand squeezing yours. Not wanting to let you avoid the conversation. “Please, Y/n, call me Noriaki.”

“I-…” you hesitate, heart feeling heavy. Is this really happening? “It’s… not like you to… you know…”

“Be so forward?” he asks, a smirk creeping onto his face.

“No, no, you’re forward…” you admit, letting out a laugh. You feel pleasantly lightheaded; surprised by the turn the goodbye has taken. How right it feels. “It’s not like you to… be this forward. Understand what I mean?”

His thumb lightly brushes along the skin on your cheek, leaning himself forward. Careful as he invades your personal space, slowly ensuring his position is aligned the way he’s hoping it is.

“I do. Is it alright…?” he asks, listening intently for any hint he’s pushing you too much. Only receiving a beat of silence, his heart halts in place until he picks up on your bashful reply:

“It is… erm, Noriaki.”

He smiles again, nodding and keeping lips pressed together… and if you could see his eyes, you assume there’d be a gleam of amusement present within. You wait for his reply, but it doesn’t come.

Instead, he takes in a deep breath before leaning in further, taking you by surprise yet again. His lips pressing against yours.

They’re still chapped and dry from the desert heat, just like your own. But he moves slow and gentle, barely a sound in the room accept for hesitant lips interlocking in a bashful first kiss. He’s inexperienced with it, but the two of you follow each other and melt into the action with the angling of your faces.

His hand stays put on your cheek, and his other squeezes your fist, his heart swelling with the knowledge you’re still carrying his earrings. Letting out a sigh of relief into the kiss before hesitantly breaking it.

“Noriaki…” you whisper, following along and pulling away from the kiss when he does.

It made your heart do flips… leaving you with wanting more. But you know time is short. Your eyes flicker to the clock hanging on the wall, frowning at the realization you should’ve descended to the first level three minutes ago.

“You uhm…” you clear your throat. “You owe me another when you catch up with us.”

“Hmph,” he smiles, dropping his hand from your face. “You got a deal. I’d really like to see the look on your face after doing something like that. You get really red under casual circumstances, you know that?”

“… I wish I didn’t learn that just now, Noriaki.”

Kakyoin listens as your footsteps carry outside his hospital room, his smile lingering on his face long after you’re gone.

The coming days will be slow… but the idea there’s people eager for his return makes it all bearable. People who truly know him and harboring mutual loyalty… it’s still funny for him to ponder. Likely will be for a a good while.

The future looks brighter with someone like you a part of his life. Kakyoin cannot help but look forward to it without hesitation on his mind and merely flourishing hope in his heart.

He’s got someone at his side he truly loves, after all, and that means more to him than he’d ever know how to properly express.

[deadratdonoteat]

Jotaro Kujo x Reader

An awkward aquarium “date” with some edgy teen

Tags- Fluff, Awkwardness, hand holding, Sitting on his lap, reckless driving, perverting(From Jospeh and Polnarff), aquarium date

W.C= 1.6k

This was humiliating. This is not what I thought I'd be doing when I was offered to join the group to defeat a vampire. When I visited Jotaro in jail with his grandpa. I just thought we were bailing him out, not going to egypt. I don't even know how Mr. Joestar found me. I was walking out of school and he said he was there to pick me up, what a creep. But I went with him when he said his grandson, Jotaro, was in jail.

Yes, me and Jojo are friends. He sure doesn't act like we're friends, We eat lunch together on the stairwell. We always partner up for class projects. He acts like he hates it but I'm always his first choice. His fangirls hate my guts.

Now here I am, sitting on the broody teens lap. There are six of us, not including Iggy. Joestar insisted on this model of car. It only had five seats. We sat behind Avdol, Mr. Joestart driving (For some reason), Kakyoin in the middle, Polnareff behind the driver's seat, Iggy on pPlnareff’s lap with his head out the window.

Since Mr.Joestar was driving the drive was bumpy and swaying. Jotaro refused to use the seat belt. His left hand was by his side, while his tight rested on the window seal. I had to hold on to nothing. Of course Jotaro wasn’t going to hold me to ensure my safety. If we crashed I would definitely be screwed. Another bump. I held onto Advol’s seat. Praying to myself that I’ll gladly drive next time.

“HOLD ON!!” The old man yelled while speeding up. I couldn’t see the road so I didn't know what was coming. I can see Joestar moving his hands on the steering wheel, he was about to make a sharp turn. Why’d he speed up?I screamed to myself. This was the end. I’m about to go out the window. I’ll never see Dio get destroyed. Suddenly a tight grip was around my waist.

Jotaro had wrapped his arms around me. Pulling me closer into him. My back was flushed against his chest. Thank god he could see my face, it went completely red. The car made a turn. Me and Jotaro were pulled against the car door. Thankfully Kakyoin was wearing his seatbelt so he only tilted. Polnareff was holding Iggy for dear life while screaming. Joestar held his hat as if he wasn't the one causing this.

Once the car was straight on the road again, we all calmed down. The yelling began, it was only Polnareff.

“WHO THE HELL ALLOWED HIM TO DRIVE??”

“WHY DID YOU SPEED UP??”

“I VOTE TO MAKE Y/N DRIVE,” Polnareff called out. Kakyoin and Avdol nodded and agreed with him.

“Stop whining!” The homan user retorted, “I don’t mind driving Mr. Joestar,” I spoke to him. He took his eyes off the road to face me. He loved it when I called him that. His smile was huge.

“Face the road,” Advol reminded the driver. I was so focused on the others talking that I didn't realize Jotaro was still holding me.

“I told you to stop calling him that,” Jotaro’s deep voice whispered into my ear. My face heated up. “I’m just being polite,” I tilted my head back to whisper back to him. Our faces are only centimeters away. He grumbled something about his grandfather being cocky. He looked out the window. His face always looked so serious. His jaw was always tight. I was staring. Jotaro met my eyes.

“What?” He asked while furrowing his brows.

“You look g-” “Y/N!” Polnareff interrupted me. I was about to complement Jotaro. This stupid frenchman. I look at Polnareff, Jotaro quickly unwraps his arms.

“Take Iggy!!! He's Farting over here!!” The white haired man whined. I made a face of disgust.

“Keep him away from over here,” I called to him, he whined more. Just as I was going to yell at him, Joestar interrupted me.

“WERE HERE!!” He yelled for no reason. I could see his leg move. He was definitely going to stomp on the breaks to park. I grabbed Jotaro’s hands, which were by his sides. I wrapped them around myself and pushed my back into his chest again. He got what was happening and tightened his grip. As predicted the car screeched at a sudden stop. Polnareff let out a completely manly scream as his head smacked a seat in front of him.

“A warning next time,” Avdol said, releasing his grip from the safety handle.

-

“Three rooms available at the moment,” the front desk lady told Avdol and Joestar. After buying the rooms, they told us to pair up.

“I call Y/n,” Polnareff said with a smug grin. What a creep. “Don’t even think about it,” Kakyoin told him. The red haired teen grabbed a key card from Avdol, then dragged the frenchman to their room. Avdol handed me a card as well. Jotaro, who was behind me, said his classic phrase. I guess I'm sharing a room with him. I don’t mind it at all, I hope he doesn’t either.

-

Thankfully there were two beds. After saying goodnight to the others and changing. My pajamas were just comfy shorts and a simple black tank top. Jotaro stayed in the same outfit. After getting settled for bed I was going to tell the stand user goodnight but he wasn’t in bed. The balcony doors were open. As I walked outside I smelt smoke.

Jotaro was leaning on the railing, with a cigarette betweens his lips. He looked magical. He didn’t turn to face me.

“Need something?” He asked before tagging a drag of the cigarette.

“I was gonna go to bed,” I replied, “Are you gonna head to bed soon?” He just grunted at my question. My eyes followed his gaze. He was looking at a building. I walked up to the railing with him. Leaning forward to get a closer look. The building was an aquarium. Of course that's where he was looking off to.

“Would you like to go there?” I asked him. His shoulders tensed. His head slowly moved to face me.

“What are you talking about,” He said while pulling his hat down to cover his eyes.

“We can go tomorrow…together,” I mumbled the last part.

“We don’t have time for that nonsense,” he stood to leave.

“What if we went right now?” I questioned. I know that he needed to take a break. Why not walk around one of his interests? That seemed to pique his interest. He fully turned to me. He still had a stoic face but his eyes were glowing. He turned back to the room and walked in. Was he seriously not going to say anything? He kept walking.

“Are you coming?” He said with a tone of annoyance, opening the door.

-

The walk to the Aquarium was cold. I didn’t have time to change with Jotaro leaving so fast. The lobby staff gave us weird looks. It was 11:00pm, two teenagers, one wearing heavy clothes while the other was barely wearing anything. After buying the tickets and getting a map.

“So the first tank is the touch tank,” I held the map higher to show Jotaro. He just glanced at the paper.

Touching the sea animals was fun. One of the fish really likes Jotaro, following his hand everywhere. It was a nice scene. Jotaro had a small smile while leaning on the open tank. His sleeves rolled up while his hand was in the water. He pointed to one of the fish I was wagging my finger at.

“That's the Slender danios, mostly in a school of six,” He told me. The small fish did have five others around it, though this one seemed to be the bravest. Some smaller fish would follow our hands. There was even a shark, which Jotaro taught me was a tiger shark. Jotaro was ready to see the next animal but I wanted to stay in the tunnel for longer. The teen grabbed my hand. I would have protested but the way he grabbed it was different. He wasn’t dragging me, he was holding my hand and walking. My face heated up as we left the tunnel. He didn’t let go. We continued to hold hands

Before leaving I told Jotaro I needed to go to the bathroom. He stayed by the exit doors telling me to hurry. I went to the gift shop that wasn’t closed yet. I looked for a dolphin keychain. Finding the perfect one and buying it, I met Jotaro by the exit.

“Took you long enough,” the taller teen huffed, “Oh shush, I was doing something,” I retorted. He side eyed me. It sounded a little weird when I said it like that.

“I got you something,” I spoke as we exited the building. We stopped on the sidewalk. He turned to me, his eyebrow raised. Reaching into my pocket I revealed the keychain. The simple dolphin charm attacked. I held it up for him to take. His eyes followed my hand. Jotaro picked it up and inspected it.

“Not bad,” he mumbled. Before I could say something he held out his fist. Opening it to show a shark keychain, similar to the dolphin one. This grumpy teenager had seriously sneaked away to buy me this. My heart fluttered. I laughed at the coincidence, he smiled.

“Not bad,” I say mockingly. His smile dropped and he snatched the shark from my vision.

“I was joking!” I say as I grab his hand that held my keychain. He showed me his now empty hand. I sighed and took his hand. We crossed the street with intertwined hands.

“You can get yours in the morning,” He grumbled as he held the door open for me. “You’re so mean.” I sighed.

“Or you can not get it at all,” I gasped at his words, “Jotaro! You're so unfair,’ I complained.

I woke up to find the shark keychain on my nightstand

<3

[unistaryo]

Hi!!!! I hope you're doing great

Since your commissions are open I wanted to ask for a one shot of Jotaro p3 x reader

The prompt would be the reader getting severely hurt but trying to act tough and act as if nothing happened in front of Jotaro

Thank you for your time!!! Have a Nice day ❤️

Beneath the Mask [Jotaro Kujo x Reader (Oneshot)]

Summary: After you were injured during an enemy stand attack, Jotaro worries about you, even if you try to act thought.

How did this happen?

You used to be such a joy bringer, sculpted to bring that ray of sunshine into everyone's hearts despite the darkness that may surround them. Or at least, that's what Jotaro thought.

Despite everything, you always managed to get under his skin and melt his heart. And he doesn't know how or why. And so, he hated you because of it. You brought him too much joy, and that terrified him. He was too scared that you would become a temporary companion.

And that hidden fear had become a reality.

His gaze betrayed him– sorrow and guilt. He couldn't protect you, or care for you as he should. Did he truly deserve you? No. It was a painful no.

He's the one who put you in this situation in the first place. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have to fight in the first place. If you weren’t too close to him, you wouldn't have been attacked.

Perhaps it would be better for him to keep his distance from now on. So, he will not have to watch you like this again.

You lay on the ground, breathing but motionless, it was clear you wouldn't be able to move for a while for at least a few hours– if at all. But, Kakyoin's and Avdol's help will ensure your well-being, even his old man did his part.

“You know,” Joseph began as he put his arm on his shoulder, “maybe you should try and talk to her at least.”

Jotaro looked at him with a stern gaze, masking his emotions as always. But his grandpa always saw past his facade, and he spoke again, in the same warm and playful tone.

“They'll be happy if you do so. (Y/N) is more hurt than they let on, Avdol said that they wouldn't be able to walk for a good while, but there would be no lasting damages” His face then changed to a more serious one, almost commanding and judging his grandson through his word, “Or just leave them be, if you want. At least they could rest in peace.”

Jotaro swears he could punch you right now. Even if you try to seem unfazed and untouched, he can break your act in no time. Just like he did to your attacker's face and bones. So, in a way to comfort you, or maybe himself, or both- he came beside you, hands in pocket and hat as low as he could get it.

“Oi,” he barked, his tone sharp” just stop the act already and let them help you!”

Your eyes widened by his outburst, face trembling slightly from the pain as you tried to sit up, only to fail.

“And just… get better faster, goddammit,” he muttered with frustration, trying his best to mask his concern.

With that he turned sharply, leaving you in Avdol's and Kakyoin's care. He needed to make sure this would never happen again.

[jojosbizarrekakyoinobsession]

I may be alone, but at least they have each other. 🫠💖

Happy Valentine’s Day! 🍒💕⭐️

[astralien]

I uploaded this several days ago, but just in case y'all want to read a noritaro/jotakak fluff modern high school au who happens to be a two-shot (because I couldn't stop, i just wanted to write a cute lil drabble), you can check "sorry bro (i love you)" in ao3. I appreciate any comment, kudo or otherwise and I'm also taking request for noritaro/caejose!

[gauloiseblue]

Cruel Summer

[Chapter 1]

London, the Capital city of England, one of the most cosmopolitan cities in the world, and possibly the home to some of the best museums and galleries. Not to mention their cultural heritage and literatures, and rolling cheese sport. All of it should make you proud, since you had the opportunity to study in England. You were one of the few students who had a full scholarship from SPW Foundation, and you had the best possible flat-mate in the whole of London. So if you're so lucky, you wouldn't have to wallow miserably on the floor, with your music on the highest volume setting, right?

Right?

"Cut it out." You heard your friend barge into your room to speak, "You've been listening to Mitski for the last 2 hours, and you're telling me you're okay?"

With so little energy, since you've wasted it all by crying, and maybe a little self-loathing, you reply to him with the most monotone voice you can muster, "Yeah, totally. Why wouldn't I be?"

You hear a few footsteps, before you see your friend's face looming above you. "You look like shit." You snort at his words, "What is it? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing, I just got dust in my eyes."

He lets out an exasperated sigh, which, combined with your little joke, his reaction makes the moment seem funny. He goes out of your vision for a second to retrieve your phone, and puts your music on a pause. "Alright," His voice was a lot clearer after the music was turned off, "I know you told me not to bother, but what happened to you? I never saw you so stressed out like this."

The concern in his eyes, along with his kind words are all it takes for you to cry louder, while spilling everything to him. "I fucked up my thesis, I don't even know why, I just fucked it up. My supervisor wouldn't even look twice at my paper, and told me to redo everything. Hell, it was only the introduction. I haven't even started yet." You reach out for a tissue to blow your nose, before you continue, "And I found out that my date with Daniel was a set up, and the one who suggested it was Midler. Midler! The one that I thought was my best friend sold my secret to him and anyone she came across. Now everyone knew that I had a crush on him."

"That sucks." He responded plainly, "Are you sure it's really a set-up?"

"I am one-hundred percent fucking sure." You bitterly spat, "I was on my way to the front office when I heard him and his friends talking about me. He said I was too easy, and he even had the audacity to bet on how fast he'd get into my pants. I was so embarrassed, and so angry at myself, why couldn't I see it sooner? He was playing with me all along, while I sat there, thinking that he's cool and all. I don't even like him, and he's just… ugh."

The redhead sits there beside you, as he listens to you patiently. It's clear that he pities you—you wouldn't blame him, you'd do the same if you're in his position, but right now, his gesture only worsens your mood. Because not only he heard your sob stories, he's also one of the causes of your pathetic gloom. You hide your face behind your fists as you groan in frustration. You've suffered enough humiliation today, you didn't need to give yourself another one. 

"I'm so done at this point, I wouldn't care if I dropped out."

"Hush, don't say that." He retorted.

"Or what?" You replied back with a frown, "You're gonna punish me like a kid?"

"Come on." He shot you a look of disapproval, and you unbelievably reacted to it at a lightning speed. 

"Sorry." You muttered weakly.

The two of you didn't exchange a word for a while, as you turned your face away from him. You didn't mean it in a hostile way, you just didn't want him to see this side of you for any longer. He has a lot on his plate already, you don't want to add another one. But your effort is useless, because he decides to include you anyway. "I can help you with your paper."

"You don't have to—"

"Let me take a look."

You rub your eyes, while trying to come to your senses, "It's in my bag."

He walks to your desk, and wordlessly fetches himself the papers from your satchel. You wipe the rest of your tears away, and push yourself up from the floor. You approach him while he pulls himself a seat, and carefully reads each page of your draft.

"It's actually very decent." He commented after he finished his review.

"Being decent is not enough, apparently." You said sarcastically.

"I think I know where the problem is." He begins, "Your choice of words are very limited, it's… ah, how should I say it? Not academic enough."

You furrow your brows at him, "What do you mean?"

"You see, our professors like to feel smart, so they won't accept anything that doesn't follow the academic writing rules. Your abstract wasn't on point, and wasn't specific enough about the content. Your introduction lacks fancy words, although you did well on putting it together."

"You think so?" You asked him, feeling a bit hopeful, "Does that mean I don't have to redo everything?"

He nods, "You just have to change your wording a little bit." He calls you to get closer, and see a line in your paper, "Instead of saying 'There are three factors in this concept; economics, social, and environmental', you can use 'This concept mainly consists of three dimensions, such as economics, social, and environmental'." He explained, "It's basically the same, but it sounds more serious when you use different words."

"Oh wow." You blurted out in awe, "If you put it that way, it does make sense."

"I know right."

"So I just need to change the wording a bit?"

"Yeah. You can use any online thesaurus for this task, I'm sure you can find one—"

He squeaks when you hug him tightly in your arms, "Thank you, I wouldn't know what to do without you honestly."

If you were a little bit cool in the head, you'd never hug him while uttering those words. But you were so caught up in the moment, that you didn't put too much care on it. How can you not? He just gave you what could possibly be a way out of this mess. 

In the midst of a Eureka moment, you turn your attention from him to open your laptop. You eagerly turn it on, and work on your paper shortly after. Completely forgot about Kakyoin's existence in your room.

Though if you were a little bit conscious about him, you wouldn't miss the dumbstruck look on his face.

 —

While it's a good thing that you found the fix to your thesis, executing it was a whole different thing. Online thesaurus was a big help, but it's not one-solution-for-all. It couldn't really solve the problem, you had to make all the changes manually. Which was more stressful than the initial revisal. By some luck, and maybe with the illegal amount of caffeine inside your blood, you managed to complete the first chapter. 

You almost danced in your room when you reached the last paragraph. After 2 days and 18 hours of editing, you can finally rest. You stretch your body as you get up, and soon enough, you occupy the bathroom for a nightly routine. After 5 minutes of shower, and a minute of brushing your teeth, you're more than ready to hit the sack. 

Sleeping should be an easy task for you, since you've depraved yourself from it. As you pull the blanket over your body, you lay your head on the pillow. Drowsiness should come to you in a minute, so you close your eyes and let yourself relax.

Except, it never comes upon you.

After minutes, then hours of tosses and turns, you're still pretty much awake. It's not that you're not tired yet, you're actually very tired, that you don't have the energy to sleep. You suspect it has something to do with your caffeine intake, or your erratic sleep schedule, or even the combination of both. Either way, you're fucked.

You throw your blanket off in frustration, why does this happen to you? You just wanted to have one nice thing, but the universe decides that it'd be funnier if you didn't get that. Which is cruel, considering what fate had done to you (and your love life) earlier this week.

You stop yourself before you could think of that bastard.

At this kind of time, it's so tempting to take a sleeping pill, or drink yourself to sleep. But you remind yourself of the side effect, particularly the long-term one. Despite your determination to suffer through the night, you can still hear the Devil whispers. 

In all honesty, you didn't want to be that girl in the middle of the night, but the lack of sleep invited your bad thoughts to come, and left you with little choices. Even now, as you make your way to his door, the image of his frown continuously pops up in your mind. You hesitate for a second, before you mutter 'screw it' and knock the door.

It takes around 6 seconds before the handle turns, and you see your friend peeks from behind the door. He's still in his casual clothes, with a headset around his neck. 

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know you're streaming."

"It's ok." He replied before you could walk away, "Need anything?"

"Not really." You rubbed your neck while looking away, "... I couldn't sleep."

He doesn't reply immediately, and it never fails to activate your flight response. Yet before you could turn on your heel, he already pulled the door open. "Come in." He said.

You search his face for a bit, before deciding that you're not good at mind reading. 

The light in his room was dimmed down, to the point that it's no brighter than the computer screens. It doesn't surprise you, but it makes you wonder why he's not blind yet every time you see it. You look around his room while stepping towards his bed, until you catch the sight of a round object on his monitor. 

"Don't worry, the cam is off." He gently told you when you froze on your spot.

"Oh." You scratch your head, feeling a little embarrassed, "Okay, cool."

"Give me 5 minutes, I'll end the stream right away."

"What? No." You hold him off immediately, "I—uh, I wasn't in the mood for a night drive."

He raised his brow at you, "Do you wanna talk then?" 

You shake your head, "Not really." You bit your lip, still undecided about your reason for visiting, "Um… can I just watch you stream for a while? I'll be quiet, I promise."

Although he doesn't show it, you can almost hear his gears turning at your request. "Yeah, sure." He replied hesitantly, as he gestured toward his bed, "Make yourself comfortable."

While there was an unspoken rule about sleeping, or even sitting on the opposite sex's bed, you and Kakyoin already walked past that. Not for a reason one might think, but rather a plain one. The first time you crossed it was full of tears and panic, because there was a cockroach running amok in your bedroom. The incident forced him to sleep on the sofa, while you took over his bed. The other time was rather boring, you two switched rooms because he's sick. It was a stomach bug, and since your room is closer to the bathroom, it'd be logical for him to sleep there, in case he needed to puke. 

So when you climb upon his bed and hug his pillow, you feel nothing strange. Just one of the few moments of your sleepless nights. This isn't even weirder than your 3 am trip to McD, or late night chess when the two of you couldn't even remember whose turn it was. All in all, it's a nice way to pass the time.

You lean on the wall as you watch him typing, before resuming his stream. "Sorry for the pause." He clicked on the continue button on the screen, "Where were we?"

He looks at the chat column, and you copy him by turning to the other screen. You see a few chats pop up, and one of them asks something along the line of 'who's knocking?' And 'probably mom' follows afterwards.

"It's just my roommate." He corrected them, which might’ve caused an even bigger uproar than the joke.

FormerUNSecBanKiMoon: roommate????

MotherPrinkle69: roommate???

soup_eater: "roommate"

I_am_death99: just my "roommate"

BennySS: you hear that guys?

"Guys, come on—" He tried to save the situation, but the viewers already hopped on the fast train.

Oswalds002: place your bet everyone

AWEzoom: your "roommate" knocked on your door in the middle of the night? totally normal

The_kevins: is she pretty tho

"Alright, alright, we'll play another game, since you're obviously not interested in it." He said, and the chat spewed out different kinds of 'NO's. 

He switches to an old MMORPG game, and you can practically hear the collective groans from the chat. You almost blow your cover as you snicker at the whole interaction. But thanks to his pillow, your voice wouldn't be picked up by his mic. 

The chat becomes relatively tame afterwards, with one or two pleas for getting back to the first game. But he's joining a raid, so there's a little chance it ever happens. 

You idly watch him play, while glancing at the chat occasionally. Most of them are simply a reaction, but one particular comment catches your eyes.

Jeremaya: didn't he have a crush on her or smth?

He didn't seem to notice it, since it's quickly buried under the chat. But even if he did, you wouldn't know it from this angle. 

Whatever. You rest your chin on the pillow with a grunt. You wouldn't pay any attention to it if you're less exhausted, and were right in the mind. If he did have a crush on you, what then? It's not like it'd change anything. He'd still bully you in a game, and not give you an easy win or whatever. 

In annoyance, you flop yourself down on the mattress, while scolding yourself internally for thinking that way. There's no way you'd like each other, at least not in a romantic sense. You've seen so much of him, from his friendliest mask, to the one on the darker side of him. He might looks harmless, but he won't hesitate to break someone's bone when they fuck with him. He's also very polite, but deep down you know he'd rather be the opposite. 

And he wouldn't like you either. You're not as smart as everybody though, in many cases, you're just lucky. You're lucky you got that scholarship, you're lucky you found a good flat and a rich roommate, and you're lucky you could escape from any troubles. He's seen the worst part of you, especially the one when you had a breakdown over a loading website. He knew you'd rather run, than facing the problem like a normal human. It might seem like an innocuous trait, but it could be the biggest deal-breaker in your relationship. Because, well—

You pinch the bridge of your nose, as your inner monologue is replaced by a massive headache. The accumulated stress from your college, along with your restlessness are coming down to you at once. You try to soothe it with a little massage, but it's no avail. The migraine is still persistent. 

So you give up and wait for it to pass. You stare at the ceiling, while quietly listening to his occasional talk. He seems to be in a big raid, judging by the intensity of his keyboard use. Which, you don't mind hearing all day. You close your eyes, and switch your focus to the sound. It's strangely calming to hear him play, as if he's doing it at the right tempo. Not too fast, not too slow either. It's like his every move is calculated, and patient. Very patient.

As your alertness begins to slip, a single thought comes up to your mind. A thought you'd normally overlook, yet tonight, after he let you bother him in the middle of his stream (which, honestly, he could just say he's busy and closed the door, but somehow he didn't), you couldn't ignore it any longer. If he doesn't care about you, why would he let you in?

No. You stop yourself before you could indulge in it. There's just no way.

[naomijoestar]

⋆.ೃ JJBA SCENARIOS ࿔*:･

Masterlist here <3

genre: fluff

warnings: none

characters: speedwagon, will. A zeppeli, caeser, polnareff, kakyoin, okuyasu, bucciarati, mista, ermes, weather report, gyro zeppeli (yup, alot)

notes: GN!reader, you can see this as platonic or romantic whatever you like, and yes i included will zeppeli because my hamon king doesn’t get the love he deserves <3

How the jobros would react to you asking to try makeup on them

Speedwagon

Speedwagon is rough around the edges but a softie at heart. He’d be taken aback at first, scratching his head with a nervous chuckle. “You want to put makeup on me? Well, if it’ll make you happy, why not!” He’s not really into the idea but does it for you, and secretly enjoys your attention.

Will A. Zeppeli

Zeppeli would be amused, stroking his mustache thoughtfully. “Makeup, you say? I am always up for a bit of artistic expression!” He’d be curious and would even offer pointers on color coordination, treating it as a chance to embrace beauty in all forms.

Caeser Zeppeli

Caesar would laugh confidently. “You think you can make me more handsome? Give it your best shot!” He’d go along with it playfully but might turn the tables by offering to put makeup on you too, turning it into a fun, competitive game between you two.

Polnareff

Polnareff would be over-the-top about it. “Makeup on me? Oh là là! Well, I suppose a handsome face like mine could use some extra flair!” He’d strike dramatic poses the whole time, loving every second of the attention but pretending to be too cool for it.

Kakyoin

Kakyoin would be calm and composed about it. “Hmm, I’ve never tried makeup before, but I trust your taste.” He’d sit patiently, interested in the process, and probably compliment you on your skill afterward. He’d even keep it on for a while, curious about how others react.

Okuyasu Nijimura

Okuyasu would be confused at first. “Huh? Makeup on me? I dunno if I’d look good…” but he’d quickly give in with a grin, wanting to make you happy. “Alright, why not! You better not laugh though!” He’d be a bit shy, but secretly thrilled by the whole experience.

Bruno Bucciarati

Bruno would be open to it, seeing it as an opportunity to bond. “If it’s something you’d like to try, I don’t see why not.” He’d take it very seriously, sitting still and offering gentle compliments as you work. He appreciates your creativity and trust.

Guido Mista

Mista would laugh, not taking the request too seriously. “Makeup on me? Sure, why not! As long as you don’t turn me into something crazy.” He’d be laid-back and crack jokes during the process, but when he sees himself in the mirror, he’d grin and say, “Damn, I look good!”

Ermes Costello

Ermes would raise an eyebrow but smirk. “You want to try makeup on me? Alright, but only because it’s you asking.” She’d go along with it, teasing you here and there but secretly enjoying the experience. She’d probably keep it on to show it off later.

Weather Report

Weather Report would be indifferent at first. “Makeup?” he’d say in his usual quiet tone. But if you seemed excited, he’d agree, not really minding one way or the other. “Sure.” He’d stay silent the whole time, but when it’s done, he’d nod appreciatively.

Gyro Zeppeli

Gyro would laugh loudly, not at all embarrassed. “Makeup, huh? Sure, why not! Let’s see what you got!” He’d playfully tease you during the process, but when you’re done, he’d be impressed. “I gotta say, you’re pretty good at this!” He’d wear it proudly, turning heads wherever he goes.

I hope you guys liked this! I didnt include anyone from jojolands because i havent started part 8 yet! If anyone has any requests please go ahead <3

[xxsabitoxx]

xxSabitoxx Imagines/Drabbles Masterlist

╰┈➤ Return to Master Post

╰┈➤ Full Fic Masterlist

╰┈➤ Headcanon Masterlist

Updated Aug.12th 2023

Awkward Encounter | Gyutaro x AFAB Reader | FLUFF/SUGGESTIVE 

Play Fight | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 

Shit Talker | Sanemi x GN Reader | SMUT

Sanemi Falls In Love For The First Time | Sanemi x GN Reader | FLUFF

Rengoku Falls In Love For The First Time | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF

Plush | Rengoku x Tengen x Wives x Reader | FLUFF/SMUT

Take it and Shut Up | Megumi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Stay Still | Sukuna x AFAB Reader | SMUT 

Attention Please! | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Caught in the Rain | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT 

Earn It | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

First | Nobara x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Just For You | Inumaki x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Seven Minutes in Heaven | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Seven Minutes in Heaven | Itadori x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Referring to Them as a “friend”| Giyu, Rengoku, Sanemi | NO SET GENRE 

Dating Okkotsu Yuta | Yuta x GN Reader | FLUFF/SMUT

JJK and Your Habit of being Topless | JJK Characters x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE 

Dating Rengoku (Modern AU) | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF/SMUT/ANGST

Mornings with Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Singer Shinobu | Singer Shinobu x AFAB Shy Reader | FLUFF/SMUT

Bathing with Giyu | Giyu x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE 

Gojo & Geto Fighting for your Attention | Gojo & Geto x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE 

Childhood Friends | Megumi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Winning His Heart | Akaza x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Dramatic Megumi | Megumi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF 

His Favorite | Douma & Reader | NO SET GENRE 

Irresistible | Akaza x AFAB Reader | SMUT 

His Personal Assistant | Hawks x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

First Love | Kakyoin x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

No Escaping | Sukuna x AFAB Reader | SMUT

A Guiding Hand | Rengoku x NB Reader | SMUT

Tempest | Sanemi x AFAB Demon Reader | MILD DEAD DOVE /SMUT

Cravings | Sanemi x AFAB Pregnant Reader | FLUFF

The Fourth Wife | Tengen & Wives x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Mornings with Makio | Makio x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Mornings with Hinatsuru | Hina x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Mornings with Suma | Suma x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Smile | Megumi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

I Hate Him | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Uzui Gang & Public Tension | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Tengen & His Husband | Tengen x AMAB Reader | FLUFF/SUGGESTIVE

Reward | Muzan x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Loosen Up | Sanemi x Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Team Bucciarati & Walking in on you Changing | Bucci Gang x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

College Roommates Shinobu | Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Easy | Douma x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Cut | Aki x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Needy | Geto x AFAB Reader | SMUT

I Want a Baby | Tengen x AFAB Reader | FLUFF/SMUT

Experience | Kishibe x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Promise Me | Giyu x GN Reader | ANGST

Being Sanemi’s Tsugoku | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Sanemi at the Butterfly Estate  | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Secret Relationship | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Sanemi being Vocal | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Exploring with Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | CRACK/FLUFF

Dating Dabi | Dabi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Sanemi and his Newborn | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Urogi’s Sensitive Wings | Urogi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Personal Heater | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | NO SET GENRE

Sensitive Aizetzu | Aizetsu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Rengoku’s Nurse | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Twenty One | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF/ANGST

Tengen and your Panties | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 

Kyojuro and his Newborn | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Drunk Giyu | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Drunk Tengen | Tengen x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Drunk Kyojuro | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Pissing off Sanemi | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE 

Recoil | Haganezuka x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Meeting the Rengoku Family | Rengoku x GN Reader | FLUFF

Stalker Giyu | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Pride Month Imagines | Tengen | Shinobu | Rengoku & Giyu

Pull Out | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT w/concerning themes 

Lecture | Rengoku x AFAB Kocho Sister Reader | SUGGESTIVE/CRACK

Keeping Secrets | Giyu x AFAB Wife Reader | FLUFF

Never Mine | Geto x GN Reader | SMUT?/ANGST

Pheromone Perfume | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Guard Dogs | Satoru + Suguru x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE

Competition 15k special | Sanemi x Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Karoke 15k special | Satoru x Suguru x AFAB Reader | SMUT

[bebegi]

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ๋࣭ ⭑⚝

short compilation of texts that they sent you when they think about you ♡

genre: fluff | established relationship & lovers-ish [?]

warnings: none <3

series: kakyoin & ermes | dio [part 1] & narancia | kira [part 8] & okuyasu

notes: love making mean dudes all grumpy about his feelings tee hee

© bebegi 2024. do not crop the tag or claim it as yours in any way please, do not repost in other sites without asking for permission + credit, thanks !! reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[inkpot909]

How They Text the Reader Headcanons

↳ Gender neutral Reader with they/them pronouns. Reader is written to enjoy video games in one segment. Joseph Joestar is not included.

A/n: I’ve been wanting to do another one of these a good while now; they’re so fun to do. As always, writing this was a late night decision. I hope y’all enjoy! <3

Warning(s): An innuendo (Polnareff being Polnareff).

Jotaro Kujo

Forget dry texting, you just hope he bothers to text you at all.

He’s brief and to the point. Receiving an entire paragraph is something you’ll damn near never get from him. He does use proper grammer, but his phone settings are set up in a way that doesn’t automatically uppercase words when they should be.

It does nothing more than make his sarcastic comments come off as even more biting than they usually do.

Jotaro is one of those people who always has his phone on do not disturb. It doesn’t matter how far you’ve been separated or how tense the situation is, his ringer is always shut completely off.

To his credit, if he says he hasn’t seen your text, he’s being completely honest.

He will never check his notifications, see you’ve texted, and shove his phone right back into his pocket only to inevitably forget about it within the span of minutes. He won’t purposely ignore you. If he sees a notification from you, he’ll respond promptly.

That doesn’t change the fact he hardly looks in the first place.

Granted, he’s gotten better at it- largely due to a little pressure from your end. But even then, texting someone else to ask them to tell Jotaro to check his damn phone is a far better strategy most of the time. Usually, Kakyoin is your pick since he’ll do it without complaint.

And after a certain point, Jotaro won’t even mention he’s missed the text anymore. You both know it’s a given.

He definitely prefers to call you rather than messaging.

Texting is a means to an end in his eyes, and nothing more. But as previously mentioned, his phone is always on silent. This results in conversations over the phone occurring only if he calls you himself.

If he does call you, the conversation can go on for hours at a time. Most of the talking is done on your end, but he doesn’t mind one bit. He’ll interject with subdued hums or short words intended to let you know he’s still listening.

Jotaro is a frustrating person to try and reach over the phone. Yet, as dry as he is over text, he’s no stranger to adding a touch of cheekiness to his messages here and there.

Noriaki Kakyoin

If info-dumping were a professional sport, Kakyoin would be in the major leagues.

Before or during your time as a couple, expect a barrage of texts going on about whatever topic strikes his fancy. Prior to the relationship, it was apparently how he flirted?

Okay, no, it’s how he kept your attention on him.

But nowadays, it’s more like a genuine impulse to dump whatever is rattling around in his brain on you. It’s endearing, and usually thought provoking. If not, unquestionably out of left field. He’ll keep you on your toes, that’s for sure.

He’ll also complain to you over text. Kakyoin’s a polite guy, but that’s not to say he doesn’t have a judgmental streak.

If someone (usually Polnareff) does something he considers annoying or unnecessary, you best believe he’s messaging you about it within minutes. Standing right beside you. With the others around.

It’s decidedly better than voicing his blunt thoughts right then and there in front of everyone.

Kakyoin texts in proper grammar, but he will never once get on anyone else’s case for not doing the same. If anything, he finds it amusing. It’s far easier for him to read someone’s tone that way too because he’s downright terrible at determining tone through text messages.

The amount of misunderstandings that’s occurred over text, purely because he cannot comprehend for jack squat, is too many to count. Adorable? Yes. Conversation derailing? Also yes.

Oh well, he always puts in his best effort for you.

All this to say, Kakyoin will text you often and answers quickly regardless of what time it is.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

The biggest tease over text!

Polnareff is pretty standard across the board when it comes to messaging. Proper grammar, a healthy usage of emoji’s, and a good response time.

Actually, just good? Throw that notion out; his response time is unreal. To the point where you’ve earnestly wondered if he spends hours sitting by his phone awaiting your reply.

As often as he messages you, he does also prefer a phone call. He’s happy with either, but nothing will ever beat getting to hear the sound of your voice.

Like Kakyoin, he’ll react over text to events unfolding right in front of the both of you. Unlike the redhead, it’s never a harsh observation or comment best left unsaid.

Instead, he’ll poke fun at you over text that way. He usually doesn’t hesitate to tease out loud, but he also learns quickly what you’d like to keep between you two the further into the relationship you progress.

No matter the method, he’s going to playfully try getting under your skin.

When separated, expect him to check in on you quite often as well. It’s more than a little territorial, but it comes from an earnest place.

Polnareff is practically glued to your hip, but he also knows time away from one another is inevitable. Just a quick text to let him know how you’re doing, and a wave of reassurance will be washing over him.

You both are so accustomed to your text language that it only takes a single message for one of you to know exactly what’s on the others’ mind.

Muhammad Avdol

Avdol operates under a very simple philosophy: Texting is for casual conversation and phone calls are for more pressing matters.

That said, before the you began going out, he didn’t really text you much.

Primarily because he did not know what on earth to talk to you about. He’s not used to feeling intimidated by someone, yet it seemed far too daunting for the longest time. Hell, he even asked the others what they thought a good conversation starter would be (and he never once took their advice).

But as the relationship developed, so did your tendency to message each other. To the point where, now, you text frequently.

Avdol travels a lot, so messaging is naturally a reliable means of keeping in contact when he’s far from you. When he’s gone, he’ll send a lot of pictures of the sites he comes across or simply a pretty sunset he happens to be witnessing. If you like animals a lot, he’ll send you photos of those as well.

Ask him for a picture of himself, and he’ll send the blurriest photograph known to man. But he’s at least still recognizable! Mostly.

He will always tell you good morning and good night over text if he’s not present to say it in person.

Always is no lie, either. He could be in the middle of a heated stand battle and he will not hesitate to pause everything just to send you a good morning message. You’ll know if that’s the case if the message is followed by a picture of him smugly grinning in front of a freshly retired stand user.

Avdol uses proper grammar with the habit of neglecting to use periods at the end of his messages. It’s just a touch too formal for him, and you’re someone he knows he can let his guard down around. This means his texts often carry a playful air to them.

He’s a good sport and enjoys humoring you. Go off on whatever you like, and he approaches the subject with total sincerity.

[rougepancake]

Duvet

Experiencing the “there’s only one bed” trope with them

Ft. Muhammad Avdol, J.P. Polnareff, Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, & Joseph Joestar

Warnings: Just fluff. I don’t have it in my heart to make this smutty 😭 Not proofread

MUHAMMAD AVDOL

He knows good and well that Joseph is the whore behind all of this 😭

As soon as he gets to the room and realizes that you’re all set up he wants nothing more than to pass away and die

Like you walk out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body and he’s like FUCK

The funny part is he got shitfaced like two weeks prior to this and accidentally told Joseph that he would smash you if given the opportunity

So there you are. Standing in front of each other in total awkward silence as you both figure out what to do

“Would you like the bed for tonight?” He asks slowly, shifting uncomfortably as he stand before you. To his surprise, you only shrug in response.

“Nah. I’ll take the floor.” You turned your back to him and pulled a robe over your body, dropping the towel underneath it before looking back at him. “Plus don’t you have back problems or something??”

He stopped. How did you remember that? He had told you that when he first met you, as a way to make conversation, not in any serious connotation.

“R-Right…” He cleared his throat and looks down at you, giving you a stern look before speaking once again. “But it’s not good for you to sleep on the floor.”

“So what? You wanna share the bed then?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“What-“

“What?!”

He instantly regretted saying that I kid you not

Like he’s freaking out BIG TIME and is praying he just spontaneously dies in his sleep tonight

What if he does something in his sleep??? What is he sleep talks and accidentally confesses????

Yeah my guy is having an internal panic attack

Once you guys get around to getting to bed, he stays strictly on the edge of the bed, his back facing you. He wants to give you as much space as possible

But the mf wakes up holding you in his arms

Almost fucking dies because you’re still asleep and he almost shouted

The sight warms his heart though, so he allows himself to stay this way until you wake up

Then neither of you speak of it again

But you both kick Joseph’s ass afterwards

JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF

WHORE

He did this himself and failed at it so bad you guys

He was like “oh no I suppose we’ve got no other choice but to sleep in the same bed together”

You told him to sleep on the floor

Was genuinely offended but let you win because he thinks you’re hot

“Oh my, look at this situation we’ve gotten ourselves into.” He teased, smirking as he watched you set your stuff on the hotel bed.

“You mean you.”

“Pardon?”

You turned around and glared at him, rolling your eyes at his ignorance. “I know you set this up. Now suffer and sleep on the floor.” You pointed to a nearby corner, smirking as you teased him.

“You’re cruel.”

“Thanks.”

Is a big baby about it and eventually guilt trips you into letting him up onto the bed

Cries with relief when you cave

He snores so loudly that it makes you regret everything

Also cuddles in his sleep and you have to keep pushing him away but he’s like a fucking brick 😭

Rolls over at one point and nearly crushes you but plays it off in the morning

He’s batting his eyelashes and shit when he wakes up as if he slept like a cute little baby

You beat his ass LOL

Never heard the end of it from Joseph

JOTARO KUJO

Kakyoin set him up and he knew it as soon as he walked into the room

You had just gotten settled when you saw him walk in there

And holy shit was he pissed

Or he looked that way

He was projecting his embarrassment poorly

Naturally, there was one bathroom and one bed (which he hated)

He does not like the idea of forced proximity but deals with it because he’s got no other choice

So the question comes up of “do we share the bed or do we both sleep on the floor?” Cause lord knows you’re both too stubborn to let the other sleep on the floor alone

“What’s the plan for tonight?” He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his hat covering his eyes as he stood, which made it difficult for you to get a read on how he was feeling.

But his ears were red.

“I was just going to take the floor.” You shrugged, grabbing a towel before you walked over to the bathroom. “I don’t mind.” You closed the door behind you and he couldn’t help but blush at the thought of you just being so comfortable with this.

“You’re not taking the floor. I will.” He tells you through the door, and you scoff in response.

“You’re not taking the floor either then.” You grumble and turn on the water.

He pauses and has this brief moment of ‘so what now’ but once he gets what you’re insinuating he feels his heart fall to his stomach. What if he snores? Or crushes you?? Oh he’s so gonna kick Kakyoin’s ass if he makes it out of this alive.

Stays as far away from you as possible when it comes time to sleep. He’s got a good poker face but GOD DAMN his heart is about to explode

The two of you talk a little until you fall asleep mid conversation, which he finds annoying but doesn’t mind that much bc he’s a cutie

You wind up spooning him in your sleep and MY GOD he loves it

Dude would spend the rest of his life in your arms if he had the option

He sleeps like a rock though, so once he’s out, he’s out

But you wake up to Star Platinum poking your cheek and Jotaro asleep in your arms, which is such a beautiful sight 😩

Makes you wish you had a camera, but you just sit there and enjoy the moment

When he wakes up he makes you swear not to tell anyone about what happened

Secretly hopes that Kak has the balls to do this again

NORIAKI KAKYOIN

He gets to the room first and sets his stuff down on the bed, when you walk in after him he swears he’s going to have a stroke

It’s not that he minds or anything but what the hell???

All things considered, he plays it off pretty well. He’s smooth in the way he handles it and even offers to take the floor if you want him to

All the alarms in his head are blaring but he’s fine dw

The original smooth operator

Refuses to even let you suggest sleeping in the floor or anywhere else- you’re already here so why not just stay?

“So how are we going to do this?” He asks as he sits down on the edge of the bed, a soft smirk on his lips.

“I was going to j-“

“No.”

“Excuse me?” You paused and looked at him, seemingly offended by how he interrupted you.

“Surely it’s not good for your back.” He shrugged it off and patted the spot beside him. “Why don’t we just share the bed instead? That way no one has to sleep on the floor.”

“…fine.”

If you have any form of routine before bed, expect him to join you or help you out

This is his chance and my man is NOT throwing it away

Would do your hair if you asked him to

Probably reads before bed, so don’t be surprised if his side of the room is still lit up after you go to sleep

Subconsciously gives you head pats while you sleep next to him; catches himself and wants to die

At some point he finally decides to stop reading and grow a pair, rolling over onto his side and gently wrapping his arms around your waist

He loves the closeness, and loves being able to bury his head in the crook of your neck

It almost doesn’t feel real to him, but he’s happy that it is

When you wake up he teases you about how you slept like- “you snore” or “I thought you were gonna kick me off the bed”

Unlike the others, he’ll bring it up from time to time just to mess with you

JOSEPH JOESTAR

WHORE (pt. 2)

He set it up himself thinking he was about to be smooth and it went horribly wrong

Like as soon as you see him walk into the room you’re like “fuck”

But not in a ‘omg he’s so hot I can’t even’ type of way it’s more like ‘oh god no it’s Joseph’

“Oh my god!! There’s only one bed!!” He pretended to be shocked, his hands coming up to his face as he feigned surprise. “What’ll we do?!?”

“I’ll sleep on the floor.” With the way you said it, it was clear that you weren’t going to accept any other answer.

“Wha- are you sure? It’s not good for your back, or your anything for that matter.” He did his best to argue, but you shot him a glare and began setting up on the floor.

“Yep. I’m pretty sure.”

He’s never felt so defeated in his entire life

Like ever

Bro wishes he was as smooth as Kakyoin 🤭

Keeps hinting at it periodically, but gives up when you stop responding to him

Eventually, you fall asleep on the floor, your face buried into the pillow that you had taken off the bed

He decides to pull a funny and pick you up while you rest, setting you on the bed and covering you up before taking your spot on the floor

When you wake up you have a slight change of heart, but he’s still a whore so you’re not having any of it

Brings it up from time to time and his bullied by Polnareff and Avdol for failing so hard

They won’t ever let him forget

[discomfort-honey]

General Jjba relationship Headcanons

this is just some list i have on my computer. i write them down when i think about them. will def make more parts! feel free to send in requests related to these too!

to those who have sent in requests, i am getting to them! no worries my friends, this is just something i already had written, and wanted to upload smth. i also have smut hcs, will likely upload those b/w requests.

these are random characters from different parts out of order

bucciarati x reader, kakyoin x reader, jotaro x reader, rohanx reader, mista x reader, abbachio x reader, jolyne x reader, giorno x reader

warnings: fluff, kissing, marriage talks, period talks, a little angst-y but not rlly, no capital letters........

bucciarati-

-he never lets an 'i love you' hang in the air. he always replies with his own 'i love you too, cara' or 'i love you, you are my world' or something of the sort. if you dont reply to one of his, he gets a bit pouty, but he doesn't let it show. he wont ever pester you about it, but he will say it more often that day.

-everyone knows this guy is a romantic, its a very popular headcanon, but my addition is that i think he would not give his partner flowers. he would give them roses on occasion, like first dates, valentines, Christmas etc. but even then, its usually just one rose. no, he seems the type to want you to keep his affections. he cant stand the thought of being thrown away like nothing, and when he thinks about the roses he's given you, and how youve likely tossed them once theyve wilted, he opts to just buy you a nice expensive necklace. or better yet, that thing you mentioned two months ago in passing that he knows will make you squeal with joy. he is a good listener, after all. additionally, if youve saved all the flowers he has gotten you, and you show him, he might just cry from happiness. might.

-doesn't propose how he intended to…. he had a whole thing planned, he wanted to take you out to the nicest dinner, go on a walk, propose there, and if all went well, he wanted to take you home and show you just how much he loved you. he had everything planned to the smallest detail. but after a particularly rough mission, hes laying in your arms as you brush your fingers through his hair, and in his sleepy state f mind, his heart overflowing with love for you…. he lets a little 'i want to marry you….' slip out. he realizes, and you can feel his body tense. question him about it, cause its one of the only times youve ever seen him so flustered.

kakyoin-

-would get insecure if you confessed during the events of stardust crusaders. would excuse it as the 'suspension bridge effect', and would tell you that you dont actually like him, that you just like the way he looks, but the danger of the trip is adding a false sense of romance. it makes you upset, and insecure. you tell him hes an asshole for not taking you seriously, or just run away in shame. either way he'd feel immense guilt, seek you out, and confess his own overwhelming feelings. its up to you to forgive him, but please tease him about it. he thinks its so attractive (but still embarrassing for him) when you tease him.

-you and him play cards almost every single chance you can get. war, rummy, poker, black jack, all the ones you two know the rules to. the others join once in a while, especially joseph and jotaro, but it really is a you two thing. late nights rooming together, sitting on his bed playing rummy. you curse him for his apparent ability to always get the damn aces somehow. he laughs, and says its 'all luck'. he doesn't understand how he keeps getting away with being able to stare at you in these moments, admiring your features, caressing your face and lips with his eyes. he excuses it by saying he's 'studying your poker face'. you giggle, and claim you dont have one. its cute, he thinks. then is immediately pulled back to reality when you run out of cards, winning the game.

jotaro-

-might be controversial, but i feel like he likes loud, emotional people. he likes when you tell him exactly how youre feeling, and he loves when you laugh loudly in public, throwing your head back as you clutch your stomach at whatever stupid thing polnareff said. he adores when you call him out for being a hypocrite. 'why should i be the only one who says what im feeling? tell me what you want too, jotaro!' youd complain, and he'd huff, saying 'im fine' but hes not really lying. he's perfectly okay with this arrangement. you telling him what you want, and him doing it for you without question. as he matures, he begins to realize how frustrating that must be for you.

rohan-

-although he sees you as his perfect muse, he absolutely will not use heavens door on you after you begin dating. he did when you first met, of course. he does to most people. but after reading it, and falling in love, he vowed he wouldn't mess with your inner most thoughts and feelings (how very thoughtful…/s). he hasn't written anything in, either. he trusts you wont attack him. if he wants to know whats going on in that beautiful brain of yours, he very bluntly demands to know. but its cute the way he does it, pouting, arms crossed, begging to know whats gotten you all moody. hes cute.

-hes so tsundere. he will absolutely invite you over to learn more about you for 'my work, of course. what, did you think i actually wanted to spend time with you?'. he needs a partner whos perceptive to his feelings. being isolated due to working from a young age, he has a really difficult time telling people how hes feeling. specifically positive emotions. so if you know without him having to tell you, he feels better about it. but he'll learn. give him time.

-enjoys witty banter. probably couldn't handle a partner whos too sensitive, because he gets a little mean sometimes. he likes heated debates (that end in heated make outs) and general back and forth. he doesn't really ragebait himself, but he falls for it easily.

jolyne-

-actually so sensitive on her period (projecting). like, she gets so, so mad she has to walk away from situations to not blow up at you. she loves you, and she cries to you apologizing profusely if she does yell at you. if you have a uterus, she feels more comfortable not really telling you everything, since you likely get it. but if you dont,be prepared for gross, in-detail descriptions of whats happening.

mista-

-cant get enough of you in a skirt. doesn't matter what gender you are, he loves it! if you have trouble feeling comfortable in skirts/ dresses for personal reasons, he'll wear one for you to make you feel more comfortable! he'll even wear it in public, and threaten anyone who looks at him weird. he'll hook his arm around you and say 'whats that guys deal? cant a guy wear a skirt?'.

abbaccio-

-wouldn't propose. its not that he doesn't love you, he does. he loves more more than anything, he reveres you. but thats exactly why. he feels like you dont deserve to be 'tied down' to him for the rest of your life. you'll have to take the initiative. dont let him run away, he'll try. he'll try to sabotage the relationship by being mean, day drinking whatnot. just grab him by the shoulders and firmly lay out all your feelings for him. it'll get through to him this way, but you cant be shy about it, otherwise he'll make excuses for your behavior and think that youre just annoyed with him.

-surprisingly soft with you. he likes to hold you, even if just your arms are touching, the feeling of you is all he needs. also, in the least weird way possible, likes hearing you breathe. youre alive, here, with him. he'll memorize your breathing patterns…. it helps him fall asleep.

giorno-

-okay so golden boy has never had a relationship (platonic or otherwise) where there isn't something to gain from it.so i firmly believe it would take him a whiiiiilleee to get used to a loving relationship. for about a year, he may not fully trust you. so you guys most likely start as friends, and eventually he'll feel safe enough to let you see all of him.

-doesn't intentionally manipulate you… but kinda does. okay hear me out, to go off the other hc, i feel like he is so used to using people, he unintentionally does things that he would when using others for his own purposes. like, he wants to talk about something thats been bothering him? he takes you out to a fancy dinner and buys you a new necklace. he wants you to move in with him? he's buttering you up, constantly cuddling you and kissing you for days leading up to the conversation. if youre observant, you can usually spot when he's about to sk for something. you have to get it through his head that he doesn't need to do that, ad if he wants something, he can just ask, because this is a partnership. it takes work, but eventually he'll feel okay just asking.

[jojosbizarrekakyoinobsession]

We all know how generally opposed to touch Jotaro is when it comes to just about everyone. But when it comes to Kakyoin, Jotaro might be the biggest advocate to touch. Jotaro is a big time cuddler and loves to nuzzle Kakyoin as a cat would, even making low purr like sounds to emphasise his comfort and content. And of course Kakyoin is just as eager to reciprocate the cuddles. You’d think that Kakyoin would be the cuddliest of the two, you know since he is majorly touch starved due to his self imposed isolation during his childhood. But nope, it’s Jotaro. Jotaro holding him close is his best reminder that Kakyoin is here and okay, and to show that he is very much loved. Despite neither of them liking public displays of affection all that much, Jotaro will occasionally, and by occasionally I mean always, hook his finger around Kakyoin’s. And sometimes Jotaro will brush his hand over Kakyoin’s waist, to which Kakyoin will gratefully lean into. Kakyoin adores everything about cuddly Jotaro, and he constantly thinks that his life couldn’t possibly get any happier every time he leans into Jotaro’s caresses while smiling like he just witnessed the most beautiful sunrise on earth. <3

Okay, I’m done rambling on about fluffy nothing xD

[astralien]

"I wanna run barefoot through your hair"

I just uploaded the first chapter of my jotakak/noritaro (with a 12 years old Jolyne visiting Morioh). I can promise beatiful Joestar's family interacting, angst and idk... maybe some laughs.

You can read it in english and in spanish

<3 (i'll probably post some playlist or something and of course i accept dms and questions)

[gingernut1314]

Touch Me...If You Want, Of Course pt. 1

Kakyoin x GN!Reader

Summary: How Kakyoin likes to be touched.

Warnings: Takes place during JJBA part 3, feel-good fluff, poor overthinking/anxious Kakyoin, touch-starved Kakyoin, use of pet name

Word Count: HC: 340+, One-shot: 1K, Total: 1.4K

A/N: Dedicated to the lovely @arielbeflyy and your love for Kakyoin! Smooches 😘. I hope you all enjoy!!

Taglist: @cinnbar-bun @lostfirefly

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At first, Kakyoin is going to come off like he doesn’t want to be touched

It's hard for him to accept the fact that someone actually would want to touch him let alone be friends with him

But dear lord does he crave touch

He’s touch-starved 

So please try to be patient with him

He just doesn’t know how to be touched without tensing up and internally going

O-oh god

They’re touching me?

Why??

Did I do something wrong?

Or not??

Did I do something good?

I like this…

This is nice…

What is going on?? 

Why???

You might see his tensing up and almost panicked features as a sign that he doesn’t want touch

So when you stop your gentle touches, Kakyoin only grows more panicked

He doesn’t know what to make of the situation or what to do about it

Again, he is not well-versed in the ways of friendship

Jotaro is his friend

He doesn’t touch Kakyoin

Well…maybe Jotaro isn’t the example he should be going off of

So Kakyoin is stuck in this internal battle about why you want to touch him

About what your touch means

About if he even wants you to touch him

A battle that only grows when he watches you touch the other Crusaders

Touches to their shoulders and arms and cheeks

Hugs

A gentle smile on your face as you do so

You seem to like to touch Polnareff the most, though the Frenchman is more touchy than you are 

What to do, what to do? 

One night, when he is unable to sleep, staring blankly up at the ceiling of the hotel room he is sharing with Jotaro

He comes to the solid conclusion he does want you to touch him

He wants you to place a gentle hand on his arm 

To interlock your fingers with his as you two continue your journey to Egypt

He wants to hold you tight and feel you hold him back just as tight

He doesn’t want you touching anyone else

And he definitely doesn’t want others to touch you

Kakyoin pulls himself from bed, unable to find sleep thanks to the thoughts whizzing in and out of his mind. 

Thoughts of you. 

He ever so slowly puts his slippers on. Ever so slowly pulls himself to his feet. He creeps through the darkness, taking extra care as not to disturb Jotaro sleeping silently in the bed closest to the door. His eyes watch his friend closely as he opens the door, it giving a soft, wooshing sound that makes him cringe. 

Too loud.

But Jotaro remains asleep and Kakyoin makes quick but quiet work of fully leaving the room. The light that filled the hallway was nearly blinding compared to the darkness of his shared room, making him squint his eyes to ease the slight sting.

You, you, you. 

All he can still think about is you as he makes his way down the hallway. 

Room after room he passes until he makes it to the elevator. He pushes the button down and waits for the small ping of it reaching his level. 

Some air. Yes, that will help him get rid of this restlessness that has invaded his bones. 

The elevator pings open and he walks in. He pressed one of the buttons on near muscle memory, waiting as the door slowly shut and he descended downward.

Yes…yes, some fresh air and maybe some water. 

The elevator pings back open not even half a minute later and he finds himself on the second floor. 

He hardly thinks about his mistake and moves off the elevator. 

Down this hallway, he goes. 

Room after room he passes. 

Maybe he would get himself some tea? His mother always used to make him tea when he struggle to sleep….yes. He would get some air, make himself some tea, and he would find sleep. 

Kakyoin blinks and finds himself outside of your door. 

Oh--oh.

Before he can truly begin to think of what to do next, your door swings open and you come to a jumping stop. 

“Kakyoin--” You start, a rush of air leaving your lungs when your brain catches up with your eyes, recognizing he was a friend and not some enemy Stand User come to try and kill you. Kakyoin watches your features shift from surprised, to ease, to slight concern. “Is everything alright?” You ask just as Polnareff, who you were sharing a room with, gave a mighty, throaty snore. You huff at the sound and pull yourself into the brightness of the hallway, shutting the door behind you. 

“Sorry--he’s been doing that all night and I’m this close to grabbing the nearest pillow and smothering him with it.” You gruff, rubbing your tired eyes. Kakyoin continued to stare at you in slight shock as he watches you yawn and cross your arm in an almost hug. He still couldn’t wrap his head around how he had gotten to your room instead of the lobby. You give him a small smile as your eyes find him again. “What has you up at this hour, huh?” Kakyoin watches your grip on your arms tighten almost as if to stop yourself from--from what? 

“Oh…it’s--too quiet,” Kakyoin said sounding so dumb to his own ears. 

Too quiet? What kind of answer is that? But you chuckled softly at his response. 

“Want to trade roommates? Polnareff is like white noise from hell.” Polnareff gave another throaty snore that shook all the way out into the hallway. You huffed at its sound. 

Kakyoin would have laughed at your words. He should have laughed because he found you to be the funniest person he knew but--his mind raced back to all the thoughts that had been plaguing his brain and keeping him from rest. 

“You can touch me.” He blurted out like he had no sense of self-control. Maybe because in that moment, he had none. You’re lips parted at his words on a small intake of breath, eyes widening at his brazenness. “Uh--if you want, of course.” 

Damn him. Damn him and his mouth and his overthinking brain and damn him for even--

“Are you sure?” You asked softly--kindly. God, you were always so kind to him. Why were you so kind to him? He didn’t think he deserved such kindness….but he did his best to shove all those thoughts down. To only see and hear you. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable--”

“Please touch me.” He breathes, moving closer to you. You’re lips parted once more and it was only making Kakyoin’s need for touch grow. “I’m sure. I…I’m not good with all this.” He said cringing at himself. “I never had friends till I met you all and never in my wildest dream did I think someone as--as beautiful would want to touch me so…I want you to touch me but only if you want--”

Kakyoin’s final words caught in his throat as you placed a hand on his arm. Warm. Solid. It was a hold that told him you were there and would be there for as long as he needed. Your fingers moved up his arm slowly as a bashful little smile crossed your lips. 

“You think I’m beautiful?” Kakyoin could hardly think past the fact that you were finally touching him again, but he found the strength to nod his head. You chuckled at his quietness, your smile only growing brighter and brighter as your fingers rose higher and higher. “Thank you, sweetheart.” You murmured making Kakyoin’s heart flutter. 

Sweetheart? 

His body moved without so much a single thought besides the thought of you and his hand found its way to grab the one still rest at your side. You squeezed his hand tight as your other hand made its way over his shoulder, fingers brushed against the skin of his cheek. Kakyoin sucked in a shaky breath but instantly found himself leaning into such a touch, you more than happy to spread your fingers over his cheek. You draw lazy, looping circles with your thumb into the soft flesh, making Kakyoin’s eyelids flutter at the feeling. 

“Sweetheart?” He murmured on an unsure voice. As if drawing attention to it would make you take it back. As if it would make you pull away from him again. That smile of your was as bright as the sun that would rise in the sky in just a few hours as you gave a simple nod. 

“Yep…cause you’re my sweetheart, sweetheart.” Kakyoin couldn’t help the smile that bloomed over his face.