#Yoshikage x Reader

[kujojotarolover]

J, K, L, S for everyone's favorite Morioh menace Yoshikage Kira?

cw: Mostly just fluff. Descriptions of kissing. Mentions of his hand fetish, briefly. Possible allusions to bad childhood. Reader-Insert, Gender Neutral.

author's note: These were definitely something. I had to do a bit of research about scents and how they blend together, haha. I can always figure out a main scent, but never any complementary ones. These were fun and I enjoyed doing them, so thank you for the request! Original post can be located here. They were written and coined by @/cyborg-franky .

J. Jealous - Are they jealous? How do they handle it? 

Kira Yoshikage doesn’t like to hold himself as a jealous man. He thinks that’s definitely beneath him, to stoop so low as to compare oneself with the filth and muck that wander everyday streets. He is a proud man, that’s for sure. Yoshikage thinks that most people that pass by him aren’t worth a dime of his time. Their faces bleed and blur together. Yoshikage knows who he is, what he stands for, and the devilish truths he hides behind a pleasant smile. 

But when it comes to you? 

Maybe Yoshikage can understand jealousy. He grasps that maybe his demure disposition is quiet, tedious, boring. He doesn’t really like when other men talk to you. No matter how many romantic, schmoozing nights he could whisk you away for—there’s always the lingering doubt. Tickling away beneath the surface. Yoshikage ponders if maybe one day you’ll grow tired of him, of the true him. 

Throwing himself into bettering himself as a husband is his only and singular coping method. He works on himself, on expressing that doting and pleasing love he holds for you, and on making sure that there’s never a dull moment the two of you share. Yoshikage is nothing if not a perfectionist. He’ll make sure you see his worth. 

All behind that pleasant smile. 

K. Kiss - What kind of kisser? Deep and passionate? Sloppy? Little pecks on the cheek?

Just as anything else Kira Yoshikage delves into, he is concise. And predictable. His kisses do not fall far from the tree, either. 

When it’s a sunny and gorgeous morning, Yoshikage’s kisses are chaste and ginger. He first places a kiss onto your forehead, then maybe a loose one against one of your cheeks before he decides to greet your own lips. There’s never anything more behind these kinds of fast, delicate kisses other than a departing. 

Late at night, whenever he’s returned from a long day of slaving away to the Man, Yoshikage finds comfort and stability in capturing your lips in something more. Something feverish, rich and emotional, something that makes your head spin as he presses his mouth deep into yours and works that jaw like unlawful machinery. One hand trails down to your waist, fingertips that are smooth leave thorough filaments of gooseflesh roiling to life as they traverse. The other gently grasps the side of your neck, holds, and Yoshikage flattens his tongue against your bottom lip. 

These frantic, clamorous, and breathtaking kisses are oh-so intimate. They always leave your world in a daze whenever Yoshikage breaks the kisses apart to accidentally fan his damply warm breath across your lips as he stares into your eyes. His ardent and tender gaze leaves you melting in his arms by the time he’s through with you. 

L. Love - Is it easy for them to say ‘I love you’? Do they love easy or do you have to really work on it?

If love were as simple as one, two, three, the world wouldn’t face as much heartache and heartbreak that tears the ones we care about apart. 

Kira Yoshikage is aware that love is nothing but a fool’s dream, but that doesn’t mean that he still doesn’t chase that high. Before Yoshikage could really comprehend it, you came along and flipped him upside. Hands had been his hardy vice, beautiful appendages that could do no wrong and that he could lavish with riches and charms and amour alike. Appendages that could never berate him, never voice their disgust for him, never argue with him about his faults, could never coddle him until he was a simpering mess on the floor. 

You changed everything. 

Unexpectedly so, too. Yoshikage didn’t think he could love easily until you waltzed right on into his life. Then, love was a burning candle whose wick was matched with an enthusiastic strike. He found that you flowed so nicely into his thoughts, seeped into his every waking moment and his every sleeping minute. You consumed him, smothering Yoshikage’s world with your glowing flame. 

But that doesn’t mean he can just tell you these thoughts. Not whenever prying eyes and spying ears could prey upon you. No. No, Yoshikage can only tell you that he loves you whenever the two of you are alone. Sealed with a kiss. With slow, doowop music harmonizing in the background. Faint radio, setting sun. A shadowed home. He can take your fingers and lace them with his own, can bore his feelings into a lidded leer, and speak in a soft lilt, 

“I love you.”

As a husband should. 

S. Scent - Their perfume/cologne/natural musk? 

His cologne is full of flavors that cloud your senses whenever he’s around. 

Thick sandalwood, tinged with alluring traces of musky rose, aromatic frankincense, and barely pungent marjoram. Sometimes there are faint, warm, milky hints and sometimes there’s a sweet and fresh taste of citrus fruit—like a lemon, or possibly orange. The scents change with the wind. Sometimes he’s tainted by something herbal, something that wafts with a spicy black tea. 

Yoshikage’s natural scent is strong, but not unpleasant. He’s often clean, so whatever scents he gives off are from his soaps, his surroundings, and his routine.

[btch3sluvme]

PLEASE NNO WORRIES ITS NORMAL TO MY EAR TO BLEED

[thornybubbles]

Fourth Wall (JJBA Yandere Scenario)

Scenario: Recently, you’ve moved on from JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure to a different anime series and fandom. You realize that this was a terrible mistake.

Note: This is based on a prompt I saw on Tumblr ages ago. I just expanded on it a bit. 

Warnings: Typical Yandere behavior, threats, abusive behavior, possible harm towards reader, mental distress, anti-comfort. Remember that you alone are responsible for what you read. 

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Changing fandoms wasn’t that unusual for you. You would find a new anime, fall in love with it, then it became your new hyperfixation. After a while, the process would repeat. This is what happened with you and JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. It wasn’t that you didn’t like the series anymore, you just moved on to a new anime/manga. Still…it felt different this time. You weren’t sure why, but ever since you moved on to your new favorite series, you had this unexplainable feeling of guilt wash over you every time you watched an episode of your new favorite anime or read the latest chapter of the manga. Stranger still, there was an underlying feeling of dread as well. 

As many times as you’d changed fandoms, you’d never experienced such feelings before. It was uncomfortable and you wished that you could move on to your new obsession without any strings attached. It was ridiculous, really. Why should you feel guilty about a change of taste? You weren’t hurting anything. No one would be affected by it. And yet, you still felt unnecessary shame over changing fandoms. You guessed it had something to do with the lingering attachment you had for certain characters from various parts throughout the series. It almost felt like you were leaving them behind somehow. Another silly notion. They were fictional characters and did not exist outside of the world within JoJo. They had no knowledge of you, much less having knowledge of your “betrayal”. You decided that it was stupid to dwell on it and dived headfirst into your new favorite series. That guilty feeling would surely fade after a while. 

You got the perfect opportunity to binge your new favorite anime one day. It was one of those days when you were fortunate enough to have nothing to do. All of your responsibilities had been dealt with and you had no plans other than to sit on your ass and watch your new favorite show until bedtime. Sure, you could go out with friends, but you really just wanted to chill by yourself for the day. So anime binge party it was. You made a comfy nest of blankets and pillows on the couch and set up your laptop on the coffee table. You got some snacks and a drink, made yourself comfortable on the couch, and pressed play on the screen. You relaxed into the softness of your pillows and blankets and immersed yourself in another world for a few hours. 

About ten episodes in, you had to go to the bathroom very badly. All of that soda you’d drunk was taking its toll on your bladder. You paused the video, untangled yourself from your blankets, and stiffly power-walked to the bathroom. Once you relieved yourself, you washed your hands and went back into the living room. You snuggled back into your blanket burrito and reached over to start the video, but something wasn’t right. On the screen wasn’t the anime you’d been watching. It was the first episode of Phantom Blood. 

What…???

Did you accidently click the wrong thing in your haste to pause the video and rush to the bathroom? 

That had to be it. 

It was the only thing that made sense. 

You clicked off of the JoJo episode and went back to the previous page which took you back to the episode of the new anime you’d been watching. You found the place in the episode that you left off on and pressed play. You settled back in your comfy nest and watched the rest of the episode. You watched for another hour or so. During the opening of one of the episodes, you suddenly found yourself watching the opening for an episode of Battle Tendency. You sat up straight and stared at the screen in shock and confusion. 

“What the fuck?” you muttered under your breath. 

You refreshed the page and the episode started properly. That’s the second time your video was suddenly changed to an episode of JoJo. The first time you assumed that it was because of an accidental click but now you weren’t so sure. You hadn’t been touching anything when it happened the second time. All you were doing was staring at the screen when the switch happened. Why did it keep happening? Some kind of glitch with the streaming service? You didn’t know, but it was a bit annoying. You hoped that wouldn’t be a constant thing while you were trying to watch your show. 

The rest of the day went by without further incident. Eventually, you noticed that it had grown dark and you decided that your day of doing absolutely nothing needed to come to a close. You closed your laptop and reluctantly pried yourself off of the couch. As much as you wanted to just lay there in your blanket nest, you knew that you’d get a much better sleep in your bed. So you hobbled off to your room; your mind on nothing but getting a decent night’s sleep. 

You woke up a few hours later with a dried out mouth and an aching throat. You swallowed a few times, wincing at the sandpapery feeling of your tongue against the inside of your mouth. Well that’s what you get for sleeping with your mouth wide open. You flung the covers off of you grumpily and climbed out of bed. You stumbled into the kitchen, not daring to turn the light on and submit your sleep sensitive eyes to an onslaught of painful luminosity. You made your way over to the counter, grabbed a glass, and staggered over to the sink. As you were filling the glass you suddenly had the feeling that something wasn’t quite right. You assumed that it was your sleep fogged brain at work. After all, part of the reason you woke up was because you were having a disturbing dream. You tried to remember what the dream was about, but you couldn’t piece the memories together to get a full picture. You just remembered being in a place that made you uncomfortable and meeting someone that was familiar to you, but their presence frightened you. You just couldn’t remember the details. It kinda made you want to stay awake for the rest of the night but you decided against that. You knew you’d feel like shit the next day if you didn’t get back to sleep. There was nothing worse than waking up with a splitting headache due to lack of proper rest. You downed the glass of water and put the empty glass in the sink. 

You suddenly became aware of a strange odor in the air. What was that smell? Smoke? God, was something burning?! You took another sniff of the air and recognized the smell as specifically cigarette smoke. Okay, so that meant that your house wasn’t burning down. That was good news, but why would you be smelling cigarette smoke? The only way you would be smelling cigarette smoke is if it were coming from in the same room as you…

You heard the sound of rustling fabric from somewhere behind you. You spun around and immediately spotted the outline of someone sitting at your kitchen table. You could also make out the small glow of a lit cigarette sticking out of their mouth. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you could make out some details of the figure. They were large, broad shouldered, and wore a long white coat, and on their head rested an oddly shaped hat. In the miniscule amount of light in the room you could make out the glint of gold accessories on both their hat and coat. 

“No way…” you gasped in a quiet voice. “No way in hell…” 

The figure lit a lighter and held it to the wick of the candle that was located in the middle of the table. Once the candle was lit fully, you could see the figure better. It was as you expected, Jotaro as he appeared in part four was sitting at your kitchen table, glaring at you as if you were less than dogshit. 

“You recognize me?” he scoffed and took another drag from his cigarette. “I’m surprised. I thought you forgot all about me… about us….” 

You backed up against the counter, unable to believe what you were seeing and hearing. 

Jotaro glanced down at the cigarette in his hand. He held it up in front of him. 

“This is your fault, you know.” he sneered. “I quit smoking, but after you abandoned us, I started the habit again. I’ve been tolerant so far because I was stupid enough to think that you’d come back eventually. Maybe you were just taking a break and you’d come back when you were bored… that was my stupidity. I’ll own up to that. But when I realized that you’d thrown us aside like trash, well, I got pissed. I guess I took up smoking again just to stay sane…” 

You were so appalled at the fictional character seated at your table that you hadn’t been paying much attention to what he was saying. Slowly the words began to filter into your mind and of everything he said, one thing stood out the most…

He said “us”. He said that you had abandoned “us”...

That’s when you became aware of the other figures lined up behind Jotaro. 

You could make out their shapes and features in the candlelight. Jonathan stood there looking as utterly brokenhearted as a man could be. Joseph had a smug grin on his face as if he’d just caught you committing a crime. Josuke’s face was contorted in a vicious snarl while his fists were clenched by his sides. Ever so often his left eye would twitch indicating that he may be on the verge of a psychotic break. Giorno offered you a placid smile that was off putting when set against the coldness of his eyes. 

Your eyes darted nervously from one face to another before finally settling back on Jotaro’s. It was too much. You pushed away from the counter and ran out of the kitchen. A voice that probably belonged to Jonathan called out for you to stop but you paid it no attention. Luckily the kitchen was right next to the front door. Once you were outside, you could run to the neighbor’s house and get them to call the police. You wouldn’t dare tell them the truth. What would you even say? You couldn’t tell them that five fictional characters from an anime had invaded your house. They’d think you were on something. You would just tell them that someone had broken into your house. That’s all. Honestly, you didn’t know what the hell the police could do against them, but you didn’t know what else to do. You reached the front door but your hand froze just as you were about to unlock the door and yank it open. 

Two people were staring down at you from the window in the front door, two people you recognized. Kars looked down his nose at you with a haughty expression. He looked ever so much like a strict parent that had just caught his kid trying to sneak out of the house. DIO on the other hand had the most sadistic smile on his face. He made a “come-hither” gesture with his clawed hand as if he fully expected you to just open the door and throw yourself at him. Their eyes glowed with a hellish light and you couldn’t take the sight of them. You screamed and backed away from the door. As you stepped back, you saw two other familiar faces staring at you from the windows on either side of the door. Doppio had one hand pressed against the glass while the other hand held a rock from the garden to his ear as if it were a cell phone. One of his eyes had changed to a jade green color and glared at you with intense rage. His other, normal eye had a pitiful, disappointed look in it. From the other window Kira stared at you with an utterly emotionless expression. You didn’t dare speculate on what kind of thoughts could be going through his head at that moment. You screamed again and started to turn and run towards the back door…

“Star Platinum!” 

Suddenly you were held tight in an iron like hold. An invisible hand covered your mouth preventing you from screaming anymore. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you were being held in place by Jotaro’s Stand. Struggling in Star Platinum’s grip was useless so you just hung there in midair as Jotaro approached you. 

“We weren’t done talking.” he snapped. 

He leaned in slightly and you got a whiff of cigarette smoke mixed with cologne. 

“Now you listen and you listen good,” he started to say. He held up a single finger.

“One. Just one more chance. That’s all you get. Come back to us and there won’t be a problem. Leave us again and it will get ugly.” he said, glancing up at the villains peering through the windows. His upper lip curled in disgust when he locked eyes with DIO and Kira, but only for a moment before his eyes were back on you. 

“Is that understood?” he asked. 

You nodded your head, whimpering behind Star Platinum’s invisible palm. 

“Good.” 

You don’t know what happened after that. You just woke up in your bed with a pounding headache. 

“Fuck…” you groaned, pressing your hands to your temples. 

You felt awful. You could only guess that you just simply didn’t sleep very well. Damn nightmares. What was with that dream? Was it all because you felt guilty about leaving the JoJo fandom? You grumbled and rolled out of bed. You were going to need to take something for that headache. First you needed to get a glass of water. You stumbled off to the kitchen getting an uncomfortable feeling of deja vu. The moment you entered the kitchen, your eyes glanced to the kitchen table and you nearly fainted. 

The candle was out, but it was smoking as if it had only been put out mere moments ago. The cigarette butt that rested on the saucer that had been used as a makeshift ashtray was also still smoking. 

That night you made it a point to sit down and watch a few episodes of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure starting with Phantom Blood. You planned to rewatch the entire series from the very beginning all the way to Stone Ocean. With each episode you watched, you noticed that ever so often a character’s eyes would slide over towards you as if making sure you were still there, watching them. Sometimes it would be one of the main characters. Sometimes it would be one of the villains. Sometimes it would be a side character. Regardless, they all kept checking to see if you were watching. Every day, you would make it a point to watch at least one episode of JoJo, no matter what. You didn’t dare skip out on your daily dose of JoJo. You also never went back to the other anime you’d been watching after you left the JoJo fandom. No, you learned your lesson. You were familiar enough with Jotaro’s character to know that he only gave people one chance and no more. Just like with Rubber Soul and Steely Dan. He gave them both a chance to leave mostly unscathed but they both decided to turn on him at the last minute. They both were punished severely. You weren’t going to make that same mistake. 

So you sat there on the couch, stiff and terrified as you watched your “favorite” anime… 

… like a good little fan should…

[rae-pss]

me when jojo's villains.

[yoshhii]

THEIR REACTIONS WHEN YOU’RE SICK

you went out in the freezing cold without a coat on, even though they told you to put it on

genshin impact + jjba | i missed a lot of characters sorry :(

he would laugh at you saying, “i told you so didnt i?”. he would tease you to no end. saying how cute you look wrapped up in the blankets, how he’s your personal doctor for getting medicine for you, and even laughing at your embarrassed face when he feeds you. he does enjoy taking care of you though, it’s one of the rare times he can tease you all day with an excuse. if you happen to need something he’s already on the way to grab it . “it’s a prince’s job to get whatever his dear princess desires” he’d say. even though you’re in a miserable state he always finds a way to brighten up the mood.

heizou, kaeya, childe, joseph joestar, ceaser, polnareff, okuyasu, mista, narancia, gyro

“oh dear…” he sighs knowing he shouldn’t be surprised. after all he couldn’t be mad at you, all you wanted to do was enjoy the rain. he chuckles to himself when you blush as he puts the spoon towards your lips. “come on my love, you know this is good for you.” the medicine is very herbal, he tells you how natural medicine has more benefits and blah blah. he gives a satisfying hum as you swallow it (pause), knowing you’ll be better soon. he still does everything as usual, going to work, making breakfast, and cleaning the house. he gets everything ready and prepared for you before he leaves to run errands. although he loves you there’s no kisses until you’ve recovered, he wouldn’t want to get sick as well.

zhongli, ayato, albedo, baizhu, tighnari, kazuha, avdol, kakyoin, kira yoshikage, giorno, bruno bucciarati, pucci, johnny

“hmm….” he acts like he doesn’t care even though he does. he buys anything you need and just hands it to you, saying “you can do it by yourself.” once he realizes you are too sick to do it he quickly takes things in his own hands. while taking care of you he keeps a straight face but is screaming on the inside. it was a perfect chance to enjoy being near you without making it obvious. he doesn’t mind taking care of you though. wait. he…is…taking care of you? and the way he is so close to his love makes him melt. his cheeks flush a crimson red, when you notice this and mention it he’ll just brush it off. “i must be getting sick because of you.” at the end of the day he’ll give you a kiss on the forehead, “you should listen to me next time” he hopes you don’t so this can happen again.

diluc, xiao, scaramouche, kars, jotaro, rohan, abbacchio, diavolo

he’s very sweet, always making sure if you’re okay. he will use words of encouragement, “i’m sorry you’re sick dear, but i promise it will be over soon!” he says as he smiles at you. he’s such a sweetheart, bringing everything you need in an instant. his bright personality makes you forget that you’re even sick sometimes. he kisses you and hugs you as usual even though you warned him you don’t want the sickness to get to him. “i don’t mind if i get sick as long as i get to kiss you!” he also insists he does everything for you. it’s like you don’t move an inch, not even if you need to eat something, he prefers if you let him feed it to you. he wants you to rest the best you can and get better as quick as possible! he loves you a lot and will always find a way to put a smile on your face.

venti, itto, jonathan, speedwagon, josuke, doppio

[joestarfoundation]

Jofoes: First Time. . .

Modern!AU. Minors DNI. Fem!Reader. English isn't my first language

AN: Happy Valentine's Day to everyone! Listen to Cupid, but not the Twin Version, listen to the original in Korean. Remember, love yourself more than anyone else

Jofoes x Fem!Reader

First time with them

Pucci, Funny Valentine: I think he would take you in missionary position, with your feet on his shoulders (or lower), slowly entering you. His pace would be slow but hard, his eyes would be fixed on your breasts, while he praises and degrades you <3 But still, don't even think about holding your moans, because if you do, you will be brutally fucked nsfw link

Both Dios, Diavolo: mf would be rough, and really, I mean it, he would be ROUGH. Yes, maybe it's your first time, before the action, he would leave several marks on your collarbone, neck, the occasional kiss, but he would focus more on intercourse. If you're lucky, maybe in the first few minutes he'll be gentle with you, but as time goes by... he'd end up fucking you hard without mercy, and very possibly degrade you. You must know that you'll lose your anal virgnity w/ him, so if you were waiting for him to enter your pussy, I'm sorry! nsfw link

Kars, Kira: In this case, his cock is so big, you would have to relax first. Here more priority will be given to foreplay, I think he would like that more than the action itself, but of course he's dying to feel your virgin pussy around him. There are parts of your body that he simply finds wonderful, and of course, there will be plenty of kisses. Once the action starts he's going to go hard, but it will not feel abrupt, on the contrary, it would even be awkward, in a good way, of course. He'd notice your bouncy breasts, and since you are his favorite person, he'd call you his goddess nsfw link

Here you can find more posts like these

[rougepancake]

Naga!Baizhu who lives deep within Jueyun Carst, hidden in a cave somewhere with Changesheng.

Naga!Baizhu who grows various medicinal herbs that keep going missing. He finds it strange, but just assumes that there’s a hungry deer or something that’s been lurking nearby

Naga!Baizhu who spots you picking his herbs, chuckling as he hears you tell yourself that you’re lucky to find such things growing in the wild. So you’re a healer too, it seems. You’ve caught his attention.

Naga!Baizhu who reveals himself to you after weeks of watching you from afar, absolutely ecstatic when he sees that you’re unafraid of him and Changsheng.

Naga!Baizhu who uses his long, forked tongue to taste every inch of you. He loves the way you squirm underneath the weight of his tail.

[soupbabe]

Yoshikage Kira with a Shy! Child! Reader Headcanons

Anon asked: Hello!! I stumbled across your blog and I hope it's chill to request something with Yoshikage Kira and child!reader? Possibly Hayato's younger quiet sibling! At first they were scared and looked like they were 'suspicious' of him but it didn't take long for them to be extremely attached to him- they would only talk to him, follow him around a lot, hold onto him, etc etc! idk the thought of this menace being a dad.. sounds oddly nice ;u; I hope this is okay!!

It's okay!! Tbh a lot of my Kira stuff in my Masterlist is dad! Kira 😅😅 honestly I'm surprised I haven't written this before.

- Upon meeting you, Yoshikage would think you were kind of odd, but easily brushed you off.

- You were young, single digits, he didn't waste his time fretting over you as he did Hayato.

- Even if you did stick to your older brother's side all the time, Kira knew you were too young to fully grasp his theories

- But the bond between you and your "dad" grew during Kira's first few days of being Kosaku

- You noticed your dad being more outwardly affectionate, packing lunches, and sending you and Hayato off with a friendly goodbye

- It felt suspicious at first, you'd talk to Hayato about it every now n then, but it was hard to turn away from how nice your dad was being

- It was a pleasant change, and eventually you'd find yourself opening up to Kira.

- Every "what did you do at school today" was met with an actual response instead of a shrug, Kira and Shinobu would notice you smiling more

- Who knew that paying more attention to your kid could get them to come out of their shell 🤷

- While Yoshikage wanted and expected himself to be a better husband and father, he didn't expect his niceties to be reciprocated so quickly

- At first, he was annoyed. If he needed to go out and suppress his urges, he didn't want a kid hugging his leg and sobbing every time he left

- Give it a week and you'll get him to crack.

- He'll squeeze in extra time in his tight schedule to walk you to school and he'll pack you sweet notes in your lunch

- He still doesn't fully accept the idea that he loves you as if you were his kid, he thinks he came around to your "usefulness" to him. What's more normal than a dad that cares about his kid?

- Not to mention you report back to Hayato with nothing but good and normal things about him. Having you around eases suspension at all angles

- But y'know.. if he heard you were getting bullied he would kill for you. No doubt about it.

- Kira can't help but be that proud dad who's passive aggressively showing you off. He'd sign up for any school conferences just to brag about you

- He'd laugh at you hiding behind him or covering up his face, but he'll play it off and say that he's glad his child is so humble

- You being shy and silent didn't bother Yoshikage as much as it bothered Shinobu.

- He was a quiet kid too, and as long as you're keeping out of trouble, he doesn't see a problem with it

- In fact, he prefers it. He's happy he stole the identity of a man with two children that aren't over the top ankle biters, having you around gets him closer to the quiet life he's always dreamed of!

[spicyicetea]

Side note from the current Yandere JJBAx reader I’m working on but still JJBA related. I’m currently watching part 4 and I just love everyone.

So here are my opinions on them and some relationship headcannons

Not all characters have relationship stuff-

Jotaro

I love how Jotaro is still himself but just… feels slightly baby girled. I also love how the first thing we properly see of him in part 4 is him 1- pitying a turtle 2-sucker punching Josuke moments later. With that being said, he’d totally be smitten for you. I may joke on how others are simps, this is my number one simp choice.

You probably didn’t obsess over him like the girls when he was younger but actually talk to him like a person, not just a set of hot muscles. He does like it when you talk about his hot muscles though ok… play your cards right and he might let you touch, but don’t tease him or he’ll back away. But, once you’re official, I feel like he’d quite like witty banter and teasing from his partner, as long as it’s clear you’re joking. No joke, probably fell for you after you mentioned a random fish/ocean creature fact.

“Huh? Oh you’re reading about starfish? I like starfish, even though they’re not actually a fish.”

“Marry me-“ “huh, what did you-“ “good grief, I said nothing…” 10/10 on my way to marry him as we speak.

Josuke

Josuke, I wasn’t sure if I’d like him at first but he is my baby no.2. He’s such a sweetheart, so dependable. Just his reaction any time his friends are in danger is just perfect. Plus I love his mom. The way he’d defend your honour like he defends his hair. Anyone say anything out of pocket about you and they’re dealing with your very powerful boy. Totally brags to you about how he’s Jotaro’s uncle and that Jotaro asks for his help on missions soooo often. But then later asks Jotaro for date ideas and advice because he’s older. My man is a romantic at heart you can’t lie to me. 10/10 would make dinner for him and baby him.

Koichi

Although Koichi isn’t my type personally, he’s such a cutie patootie. He’s so sweet and genuine that I imagine he’d just be a darling to eat lunch with and talk about your favourite shows or manga. 10/10, would walk with you too and from school.

Okuyasu

Okuyasu… he is my baby. He’s stupid, strong and has a heart of gold despite looking like a delinquent… you guys can’t lie to me that is definition of a Himbo. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t drag you out on every little adventure he could with him and the others. He’d have you wearing his jacket when it’s cold and if you already have one he’d insist his is warmer and then wear yours so you can have his. Dinner dates at Tonio’s. Yeah 10/10 he might be a menace sometimes but he’d fight for you. Use your scary dog privilege wisely.

Speaking of Tonio… only slutty men know how to cook. (/J) 10/10 I love him, underrated husband.

Rohan is a self centred jerk… I’m going to aggressively make out with him and you can’t stop me. 10/10 (sorry I’ve only seen like 2 episodes with him so I don’t have much commentary)

I’ve only just gotten to the episode where we see him pulling up to his house after nearly hitting Koichi so I can’t really report on Kira yet… but a man who carries an arm around… yeah smash- 10/10 psychotic asshole.

[conellu]

Sleeping Together (literally) Headcanons

Vinegar Doppio/Reader

Kira Yoshikage/Reader

Rohan Kishibe/Reader

Sleeping headcanons for doppio, kira, and rohan. Nothing sexual, no pronouns for reader, Diavolo mentioned once for Doppio, no killing mention for Kira, and Rohan isn’t as much of a dickhead as he could be

also posted on my AO3

-human space heater, so much so that you have to sleep in the least amount of clothes possible -he will cuddle you and you cannot escape this -when he comes home late he wraps as much of his body as he can around you -sweats A LOT if he has blankets on -nightmares?  you bet.  please hold him. -will nuzzle his nose into your neck and place small kisses there -if you’re both going to sleep at the same time (which is rare), he wants to lay face to face and stroke your face gently -never there in the morning, sometimes leaves you lil notes with doodles, sometimes leaves you a voicemail, all depends on how urgent Boss is -needs to have white noise on at the very least, prefers to have soft music playing though -snores often, not very loudly

-dude is a fucking rock when he’s sleeping -doesn’t move, doesn’t snore (unless he’s sick) -will not go to sleep cuddling you but does not put up a fight if you curl up on his side (please do this, he enjoys the closeness secretly, especially if you snuggle up near him like a cat) -often goes to bed at the same time as you, very rarely do you not fall asleep together -you guys also wake up together, no extra cuddle time sorry -if you’re sick and have to stay in bed, he writes out a quick note and places it on the nightstand along with water and medicine -prefers little to no sound at night, white noise is the most he wants -will have Killer Queen curl up near you if he’s busy in another room and you’re already laying down -doesn’t mind small kisses before bed

-very rarely does he fall asleep at the same time as you, your sleep schedules (do not fight him on this, he will make you go to bed) -does cuddle you, arm around your waist and as close to you as possible -does not move after he falls asleep, poor boy is too exhausted -if you move he rolls over and that’s about it, feel free to be his big spoon when you return (he loves this) -is cold, please do not steal his blankets -do not mention the cuddles outside of the bedroom, he will deny it or say that you make him -does snore, sometimes loudly -does not care if there’s noise or not, when he’s falling asleep he’s falling sleep -would prefer if you guys were on the same sleep schedule but he’s aware that’s just not possible

[blondeboyfriend]

𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 (𝟏𝟖+)

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

[ PAIRING ] Yoshikage Kira x f!reader [ AUTHOR'S NOTE ] I'd be lying if I said American Psycho didn't inspire bits of this fic. [ SYNOPSIS ] Against his better judgment Kira takes you up on your offer to grab some dinner after work. [ WORD COUNT ] 3k [ CONTENT ] Canon AU, POV switching (though most of it is written from Kira's POV), he is so goddamn mentally ill, y/n is crushing hard, masturbation, oral sex (f receiving), penetrative sex, handjob, murder, angst without a happy ending.

Yoshikage Kira never intended to go out to dinner with you. He was already fantasizing about a quiet evening at home as he finished up his work. He could picture it so clearly: sitting at his dinner table eating leftovers from the night before, eventually making his way to the couch to watch mindless television until the early stages of slumber enveloped him, then he would drink a warm glass of milk and do some light stretches before snuggling up under his freshly washed linen sheets, sleeping soundly until morning came.

But for reasons unknown to him, he felt compelled to take you up on your offer. Maybe it was how you walked by his desk six times before getting the courage to actually speak to him. Or maybe it was your feeble attempt at acting nonchalant about it and how cute it was when your desperation trickled through.

“I haven’t had the chance to try shabu-shabu since I moved here and I cannot be seen doing it alone. Think of what that’ll do to my ego.”

He chuckled even though he didn’t find your comment particularly funny. “Find a time when no one is around and go. Then no one will see you.”

“But I’ll know I’m alone. Like, I’ll have to live with that memory for the rest of my life.”

“What if the food is so good you forget about that part?”

“Kira,” you whined. “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

“I can’t; I have to return some library books. Why not ask someone else?” He leaned back in his chair, trying to see who was still toiling away in the office. “Ah, Natsumi would be a good choice. I bet she eats food.”

You attempted to quiet your laughter with your hands which annoyed him to no end. Who were you to put yourself on display in such a manner?

“I barely talk to her,” you finally said after reeling in your laughter.

“I don’t know what to tell you then. Maybe another night,” he suggested though he hoped you’d never follow up.

“I’ll pay! Please?”

He sighed, denying a cute thing like you was too cruel. “Will you have me home before 8?”

You reached out and put your hand on his shoulder. “Of course I will,” you replied, your tone comically serious. “You can count on me.”

He brushed your hand off of him while making note of how gentle your touch had been. Your hands were a sight to behold, just looking at them made all his blood flow straight to his cock. He crossed his legs and smiled sweetly, trying to maintain a veil of normalcy.

Kira knew he would be testing himself by going on a social outing with you. But it wasn’t as if he was an amateur. There had been plenty of times he didn’t let his urges get the better of him, even when presented with the perfect opportunity to indulge. He was more than capable of exercising self restraint. Besides you were his coworker. Killing you was far too risky. That in itself was enough of a deterrent.

“Do you have somewhere in mind?” He asked.

You nodded. “There’s a place not too far from here. It’s a few blocks down.”

“Have you heard good things about it?”

“No, terrible things. A guy got food poisoning and died in the bathroom with his pants around his ankles. They say his ghost haunts the restaurant to this very day with his dick hanging out.”

“Oh I love that,” Kira said quietly as he shut down his computer.

“Thought you would.”

He cleared his throat and looked up from his monitor. “I’ll meet you out front. I need to take care of a few things before we leave.”

You nodded and strolled off, unaware of the mental anguish that plagued him. Kira glanced down at his lap, watching as his cock fought against the fabric of his pants. He slowly got up, careful to obscure his erection with his quivering hands. Dizzy and humiliated, he skulked into the bathroom and quickly relieved himself. As he squeezed the shaft of his cock he fantasized about how your disembodied hand would feel stroking his tender flesh.

“Stop it,” he mumbled, hoping verbalizing his morality would make it appear.

Misery enveloped Kira as he washed his hands. He was careful to not look in the mirror, unable to bear the sight of himself. He breathed deeply as he unlocked the bathroom door, pulling it open only to be greeted by your expectant presence.

“I felt weird standing around in the lobby.”

He couldn’t follow your logic, but your earnest demeanor was precious so he didn’t think too hard about it.

“Great,” he choked out.

There was a sense of relief once the two of you were out in the world, away from the office. The air seemed lighter, the lights not so blinding and unforgiving. He was at ease as he walked beside you, your hands brushing up against his on occasion. Your disruption was more harmonious than he previously surmised. It was wrong to assume you were a woman of strife and discord. You were more benign than that. You were like petting a kitten that had been napping in a puddle of sunlight. Your presence carried the weight of a reassuring hug. He wanted to melt in your arms and drown in your sweetness.

Everything was painted in a blushy-orange hue as the sun slowly set. It gave your face an angelic quality as it danced across your face. To say you looked picturesque was an understatement. Nothing could shit on this moment; nothing could annihilate his peace. He was sure of it.

“This is… it,” you said sadly, noticing that the restaurant was in fact closed.

Suddenly everything came crashing down. Kira felt like he was going to vomit into his shoes.

“What a shame,” he said, voice straining. He was convinced he could cry at any moment.

Your eyes darted around. “We could get udon,” you said, pointing at a restaurant across the street.

Kira spun around and nearly moaned as relief filled his chest. It was directly across the street, its existence a good omen. He could have kissed you for pointing it out.

“Yes,” he said, wiping his eyes. “We can get udon.”

You gave him a confused look. Damn, he must really love udon.

Dinner went well. You both ordered the same thing, but that was only because Kira wanted to mirror you and what he perceived as your moral superiority. You talked about work, expressing similar grievances. He rarely voiced his discontent to anyone, let alone his coworkers, but you disarmed him. Everything he knew and held dear was now flexible; he didn’t mind bending a little for you.

You upheld your part of the bargain and covered the bill without a second thought. He contemplated paying for everything while you weren’t paying attention, but you were too quick.

“You could have at least let me pay for half,” he said as you signed the receipt.

You smiled. “Nah.”

The sun had set and the streets were not bustling with as much life. The sidewalks were practically empty. Eight o’clock was growing near, putting Kira on edge. His confidence in his self control was waning. It was time to go home.

“Well I’ll see you on Monday. Thank you for dinner. It was nice.”

“You don’t wanna hang out for a little longer? Maybe grab some tea? Pudding? Anything?”

He clenched his fists, nails piercing his palms. Your company was now a burden to bear. He knew you wouldn’t make it out alive if you stuck around.

“You know you wanna have tea with me,” you purred. 

A playful grin adorned your face. It was true. Kira did want to have tea with you, but not like this. He wanted to be with you under the warm gaze of a perpetual sunset. He wanted perfection, but the circumstances made it impossible, sullying it all. The longer he was around you like this, the more he wanted to hurt you.

“I doubt anywhere decent is open,” he said firmly.

“We can go back to my place! I actually have this really good genmaicha if you’re into that sort of thing.”

Fuck, he thought to himself. I am into that sort of thing!

“Alright, a cup or two won’t kill me.”

“Me neither. Let’s gooooo.”

He could control himself; he could show a semblance of restraint. Maybe spending more time around you would let him realize your true value. If he liked you enough, surely he’d want to keep more than just your hand around. And it would be nice to have a friend at work, someone to make him seem like a typical guy.

He sighed and convinced himself everything would be fine.

And it was. When the two of you arrived at your home, Kira was pleasantly surprised by its comforting warmth. It was no sunset. But it was close enough, disarming him all the same. He made himself comfortable on your couch. You prepared the tea, blethering about your interests. He watched you intently, taking in every little movement you made.

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” you said, placing a cup of tea in front of him. “But you have the eyes of a hunter.”

“What?!”

Suddenly he was trying to look as doe-eyed as possible. He couldn’t believe his mask was already slipping.

“It’s not a bad thing,” you laughed, nervously scratching the base of your skull.

“I’m sorry.”

“Oh my god, don’t be,” you cooed as you took a seat beside him. “It’s not a bad thing. I—I, uh…”

You cut yourself off by taking a big sip of tea.

“What was that last part?” He asked, taking off his Valentino jacket. 

He carefully folded it and hoped the wrinkling would be minimal. He then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to feel less constricted, a little freer.

“Uh,” you mumbled, staring at his toned forearms. “It’s, like, attractive. I’m saying that objectively.”

You were courting him in the shadows. He wanted to shake you and beg you to stop, to end this nonsense, to kick him out of your home for his predator eyes. All the time Kira spent trying to shield you from it didn’t mean a thing. It made him ill. And it wasn’t as if he could tell you to stop being flirtatious because it made him want to kill you. If you knew that he was a demon with a thin veneer of sanity, he’d lose you forever.

“Thank you,” he said, sipping his tea.

“I’m surprised someone hasn’t scooped you up already.”

“I don’t really like to make myself… scoopable.”

“Fair enough,” you said, scooching closer to him. “So, you’re not seeing anyone then?”

He paused. “I am not.”

You placed your hand on his thigh, fingers grazing the inside of it. He stared down at your hand like it was a grenade.

“I’m not seeing anyone either,” you said bashfully.

Kira felt like he was going to implode.

“You know… I’ve always had a bit of a,” you coughed nervously, “crush on you. I don’t know why. I just feel drawn to you.”

His cock throbbed under his pants, begging to be freed. His carnal needs were taking over. He couldn’t remember the last time he actually fucked someone, and seeking solace in your cunt sounded endlessly appealing.

“Is that so?”

You nodded and squeezed his thigh. His body ached for you, all of you. He wanted to have every bit of it in his mouth and cover your skin with his cum.

“I need you, Yoshikage,” you said, pulling yourself into his lap. Your hands gripped his shirt.

He didn’t know what to say. You were seeing him too clearly. Hearing you say his name made it all too real. But still there was some allure to it. Rarely did Kira ever feel desired and it was clear as day that you wanted him. It stroked his ego in ways he never thought possible.

“Tell me how much.”

Your hands were now unfastening the buttons of his shirt.

“I’d rather die than be without your touch,” you mewled, rolling your hips against him.

Kira felt like his heart was caught in his throat.

You kissed his cheekbone. “Let’s go to my room.”

He followed you to your room and watched as you removed your work clothes. Your body was incredible, delectable, and he wanted to consume it. It was like a sun ripened peach, dewy and glistening under a full moon. He wondered how it would feel to sink his teeth into your flesh, how sweet your arousal must taste.

Kira did the same, carefully undressing and making sure his clothes wouldn’t look like crumpled paper once he put them back on. His ego sang as you took in his naked form. He knew he was physical perfection, a body in the image of a Bernini sculpture. Your eyes were wide, eager, and starving.

You crawled onto the bed, resting on your back with your legs spread wide. He had a perfect view of your slick cunt, one that nearly made him drool. Unable to contain himself, he got onto the bed and buried his head between your thighs. He lapped at your folds, the tip of his nose brushing up against your swollen clit.

He looked up at you and watched as you grabbed your breasts, pinching your nipples between your fingers.

“Feels s’good,” you mumbled in a blissed out daze.

Kira gave your clit slow, languorous licks, savoring the sweet taste of your arousal. He found himself rutting against the mattress, desperate to feel some form of friction. The sounds of your breathy moans sent him spiraling into a pit of pleasure and despair. His urges were creeping around him, whispering in his ears.

I wonder if she’d make the same noises if you sliced her up a bit.

He closed his eyes and focused on kissing the inside of your thighs while he slipped his fingers inside you. Your moans grew louder, more comely, as he curled them.

“More,” you moaned as you laced your fingers in his wavy, flaxen hair.

Show her the real Yoshikage Kira.

“I want your cock,” you whimpered.

He got on top of you, his blue eyes lost in your haze of ecstasy. Lust radiated off of you, drawing him in. There was no way he could deny you.

He guided his cock inside you, tossing his head back as it was surrounded by the plush heat of your cunt. You locked your legs around him, clinging to his body like your life depended on it. He loved every minute of it; feeling wanted and needed was the best sensation in the world. He was sure of it.

His thrusts were languid and sensuous. Kira liked to take his time while fucking. He was never plagued by the overwhelming reflex to come as fast and hard as possible. He preferred to focus on the needs of his partner, slowly drawing out their transcendent moans. He was hypervigilant in his awareness. You couldn’t hide a thing from Kira. He noticed every muscle twitch, every gasp and groan, every gloriously enraptured expression.

“How does it f—feel?” You asked.

He didn’t want to speak. He felt safer with his mouth shut.

You tightened your cunt around his cock.

“Shit,” he choked out as he bottomed out.

You let out a deep moan and dug your fingernails into his shoulders. Your orgasm flowed through your body, replacing your blood with unadulterated ardor. Your sweet sounds filled the room, overwhelming him.

“I can’t,” he spat out abruptly.

He pulled his cock out of you and rolled gracelessly off the bed.

“Huh?” You were in a fucked out daze.

“I have to go.”

“Is this about the library books?”

He shook his head. “No. I j—I have to leave.”

“Can you at least tell me why?”

“I’m afraid if I stay I’ll do something to you.”

You gave him a confused glare. “What are you talking about?”

KIra stared down at his hands, hoping they would have an answer.

“There is something terrible happening inside me and I don’t want it to interfere with my work life.”

You sat up, your annoyance was tangible and took up space in the room. Your eyes were fixed on his erect cock.

“No one has to know.”

“But—”

“Come on. Let me make you happy before you leave, hm?”

His eyes darkened. “You want to make me happy?”

“Yes. I wanna be filled with your cum,” you begged.

He walked over to the bed and grabbed your right wrist.

“Jerk me off.”

“Uh. Okay,” you said, squeezing his swollen shaft.

Precum dribbled out from the tip, coating your hand and you serviced him. You didn’t look enthused, but you gave it your all.

“Good girl,” he choked out as his cock spurted cum over your chest.

Kira looked down at you, trying to memorize your face since this was the last time he’d see it. He would miss your goofiness and your sweetness, but living without it wasn’t impossible. Life would just go back to the way it was before, the way it should be. Home by 8:00 PM. A glass of warm milk. Stretching.

Surely you would understand why he had to do it.

“Whoa,” you said suddenly. “Wha—what’s that fucking pink thing behind you?”

He panicked and Killer Queen vaporized your body, leaving nothing behind. Kira fell to the ground and buried his face into the side of the mattress. The pain in his chest was sharp and raging. He wished he could go back in time and never agree to dinner. He would have forced Natsumi to go with you. He would have insulted you to your face. Anything to keep you away from him.

Kira was at a loss, alone in your home. He had no idea if anyone saw him come in or if anyone at the office knew you two had gone out. He cursed himself for being so reckless and began to sob. His hubris has gotten the better of him.

What a waste. But don’t worry. There will be another one.

Before you ask: yes, y/n was a stand user. Her stand was Baby One More Time and she could bring plants back from the dead.

[c-nstellati-ns]

dont feel like setting up the whole template since its late and im seepy ill do it later 👍🏾👍🏾

featuring yoshikage kira and a very apparent hand kink/oral fixation requested by anon lol + reader is like. a sex worker bdsm thing i think yea

FEM-ALIGNED/MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT BELOW, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

"You know, it's such a shame that this gorgeous suit is being ruined right now."

You sigh softly, running a well manicured finger down Kira's chest- purposely digging your nail into the pale skin and leaving behind a red mark. The sight before you was truly one you would never forget, most definitely one of your favourite clients to date. Even with his little… quirk. You pulled away, earning a whine from the man as he struggled to pull at the ropes binding his wrists together behind the chair. His thighs being forced to be spread open, you couldn’t help but pass a finger over the prominent bulge. Pre-cum staining the expensive fabric— cute.

Kira watched your every move, as much as he could really. He was frustrated with how slow you were being, but by God, he was truly anticipating the main course of this session. His mouth being held open by a ring gag, he couldn't stop himself from the drool running down the sides of his mouth and it made you smirk. "Look at you. To think such a prim and proper man such as yourself being reduced to such a state… it's pathetic really. You're pathetic, disgusting truly." You purr, his breathing getting even heavier, cock twitching in his pants.

You leaned in and passed a finger over his bottom lip, "I could just eat you up… tear your flesh between my teeth, taste your blood on my tongue… wouldn't that be nice?" Closer and closer, Kira can feel himself slipping from your words- he's losing his fucking mind. His button down slipped down his shoulder, revealing all the marks you left over his skin. His eyes are locked onto yours, unable to look away. They're unfocused, dewy- but oh so captivating.

You smile at him. A tear slips down his cheek.

Then suddenly, you shove two fingers down his throat. You watch in satisfaction as his eyes roll to the back of his head, more tears streaming down his face as a loud gagging noise could be heard from the man. You press down onto his tongue briefly before quickly pulling your fingers out of his mouth. Kira writhes in his seat, tugging harshly on the ropes again as he tries to talk- but being obscured by the ring. You knew he wanted more though.

You lean back a bit, a hand on your hip as you examine him, thoroughly happy with the results. "Hmm… let's take this off. You have a lot of things to say, I'm sure." You hum in a sing-songy voice, slipping behind him and very slowly taking off the gag and throwing it elsewhere. Hands onto his shoulders, you gently squeeze before tilting his head up so he could look at you. "Pretty boy, you've been good so far. You've still got some time in your session, do you want to cum?" You ask, to which he immediately nods.

Kira truly does look pitiful. His tongue slightly hanging past his lips and eyes looking blurring, poor man looks like he's about to break. Your goal was almost achieved, at least.

"Ahn— please- please, master- please… Hgnn, I need you-" He manages to rasp out, moaning when he feels your other hand wrap around his throat tight. "Be more specific, love. Can't give you what I don't know. I'm not a mind reader." You teased, the grip only tightening as your grin faltered into a scowl at his lack of response. "Speak, bitch." There was an incoherent keen from him as he leans into your touch, but eventually gathers his thoughts enough to properly beg.

"Haah- need— need you down my throat- fingers— deep, deep…" Kira's words eventually slurred into pathetic moans and your smile came back.

"Good boy, very good boy. Master's proud of you, so proud."

And with that— you slipped your digits into his mouth again, a bit gentler this time. You could feel his tongue swirling around your fingers, coating every inch of them with his saliva. Once you were satisfied, you shoved your fingers down his throat again, relishing in the gag and slick noises that followed right after. You were glad that you had trained Kira's gag reflex over the course of your private sessions, he seems to be thoroughly enjoying this. He can barely keep his eyes open as he deepthroats your fingers, sucking them down as if they were your own cock. It was a shame these sessions weren't more intimate, you would have loved to see him writhe under you a bit more closely.

You tore your gaze away from his face and trailed your eyes down to his crotch. It was clear he was going to cum soon. Time was running out and you didn't want to leave your customer unsatisfied.

The grip around Kira's throat tightened again, airflow getting cut off as you began thrusting your fingers deeper— harder. You can see his cock jumping each time you press against the back of his throat. There were nonstop moans from the man before you at this point, twisting and turning in his seat- until he goes completely still and his jaw drops. You watched as his hips lifted up from the chair, twitching uncontrollably as he came untouched in his pants. Creamy white stains the already ruined fabric on top of everything else. There was a sense of pride within you for reducing a man such as Yoshikage Kira to such a state.

You slowly pull your fingers out of his mouth and let go of his throat, gently caressing his face and wiping away any stray tears with a smile on your face. Kira's gaze is completely unfocused, he can hardly concentrate on your face. "You did wonderful, gorgeous. So good for me… I can't wait to see you again."

He couldn't stop the dazed smile from slipping onto his swollen lips as he nods dumbly to your every word.

[princelylove]

Thank you your highness for answering all my questions on ranking yandere Joestar and Jobros. This time, can I ask for the Jofoe too? I can't rank them myself because all of them are so dangerous, I seriously see all of them have equal rank.

I'd love to hear your opinion on this, please enlighten me with your knowledge my prince ~

~ 🏵️ anon ~

I just realized I forgot funny valentine. That's on me. Oops. I don't know, have you considered just... not being american? Super easy to avoid him just get on a boat and don't come back. Kidding, I'll write something serious for him later on. They're all bad, but a general easiest to hardest:

Doppio is a hard worker. He devotes a good chunk of his time to carrying out orders for the boss, he doesn’t really have time for a darling, but… Boss will allow him to have a crush. It’s a little treat. As long as Doppio keeps his distance, it’s harmless. He spends his weekends following his darling around- he asks Diavolo to look into you for a little reward. He does well on a couple of jobs in a row? Here’s your favorite color, and what you wear for pajamas most nights. Doppio has a lot of self control, he’s not going to cave just because you’re gorgeous and he has some free time. He’ll keep his distance until Diavolo gives him permission to engage- which he won’t be receiving any time soon. Doppio’s darling- I feel as if  “crush” is significantly more appropriate- likely won’t know that they have a secret admirer who already knows every little detail about their life until it’s time for Doppio to receive a proper present. Maybe for Christmas Diavolo will let him bump into you in the street. 

Yoshikage Kira is safe if he’s obsessed enough. He’s a bit impulsive with collecting his girlfriends, but he doesn’t like you for your hands. He likes you, as a whole. Ugh. That’s so annoying. He doesn’t want to have a real partner- do you know how much effort it is to have one of those and keep up his streak of roughly fifteen years of killing? He’s not going to just let his little habit go, but… maybe you’re fine with him having something on the side, to hold himself over. Maybe. He’d have to ask after pursuing you normally, and if you say no, or Kira decides not to ask at all since ‘hey that’s weird and we’re trying to be as normal as possible here’… well. He’s been lying this long. Might as well add another to the lie bin.  Since he wants to be as normal as possible, he doesn’t express any of his yandere tendencies until much later on- and he can be satiated if you play into his fetishes and preferences enough. 

DIO has matured a lot in his life, surprisingly. He’s not going to kill off his darling just because he’s in a mood. He’ll do it for a proper reason. You’ll have warnings. You’ll have easy, simple rules established very early on in knowing him. Really, are you trying to provoke him into punishing you? Simply ask if that’s what you want. He spoils you so, doesn’t he. DIO cares a lot about his darling actually wanting him- if he’s forcing it, it ruins the experience. He understands you need to have a proper relationship with him, complete devotion won’t happen in a day. Make no mistake, you will be his, he’s just fine going slowly. He’s certainly got the time for it, and it’s not like he’s holding you captive. No, no, never captive. Possibly if he snaps because you keep outright rejecting him and it’s really setting his abandonment issues off. He’ll just send a little toy to keep you company when you feel the need to go on a little outing. Vanilla Ice will hold your bags for you, or maybe Mariah can show you around. If neither of them are someone you want to socialize with, he has options. Lots of options. 

Enrico cares less about you having a choice. To him, he knows better, and is often frustrated with your judgement. Please listen to his advice- he’s only here to provide you with the resources you need to flourish. If Enrico has no problem talking to DIO as his equal, then he certainly has no problem telling his darling ‘no’ directly. He recommends passages in the bible to read that directly coincide with what’s going on in your life- You often find little handwritten notes in your cell on your desk. The first time it happened, there was a bible sitting on your bed, with a note being used as a bookmark. It was between the pages of Isaiah- stuck in the pages about sin and confessions. It makes you gag how neat and proper his handwriting is, “My doors are always open for you.” When you don’t come, he leaves another note, with a page and paragraph you’re supposed to read before whatever it is he has to say. If the slightly passive aggressive notes don’t reach you, perhaps a more personal approach is needed. 

Dio in his youth is… unstable. He hasn’t learned that patience is king. He knows what he wants, and he’s going to get it now. Denying him is the stupidest move you could possibly make, he has all of this newfound power and confidence and isn’t going to waste it by letting you just get away. You may scurry off if he frightens you too much, he does love the chase. He just can’t help himself when he catches you- you look good trapped under him, he needs a little reward. It’s not going to hurt, it’s just a small bite… Have fun with a chunk of your neck missing because little dio got excited and couldn’t help biting as hard as he could. 

Diavolo is a classic creep. He’s a bit repressed. Over a decade of restraint will do that to you, but Diavolo doesn’t realize that touching himself to the cameras he placed in your room and the places you frequent isn’t going to satisfy him entirely. Maybe Doppio can spell it out for him- he should indulge! Live a little! The last time he ‘lived a little’ he made the worst mistake someone in his position could possibly make, but hey. He was young, you can’t really fault him for that. Diavolo monitors you as if it’s part of his job- there’s absolutely nothing he doesn’t know about. Your other suitors are taken care of by la squadra esecuzioni, they have a bit of a running joke that they’re praying for you to get around a bit more, easy jobs are welcome when the boss works them like dogs. Diavolo is happy to watch you, he keeps a tab open of whatever you’re doing while he works. Indulges by having Doppio follow you on your errands, lightly suggesting he should record. You often receive expensive gifts from a ‘secret admirer,’ with typed notes attached. It’s only a matter of time until that isn’t enough to hold him over, and he sends someone to collect you. No, now that he’s thinking about it… No one will treat you as well as he would, it’s better not to leave you to the hands of someone just doing a job. Diavolo fully intends to love you, and won’t take a ‘no’ once he’s broken his streak of self control. 

Kars did not always want a mate. He’s not really the romantic type, or someone who clings to sentiment, but there’s just something so adorable about you. He loves life, although he normally isn’t fond of humans. He loves seeing the life in your eyes, the way your chest moves up and down in fear as he gets closer… He’s salivating at the thought. Kars tells himself he wants a pet at first- he already has a sizable family. He has a son figure, he has a… He’d call Santana a pet, really, he has someone his age to socialize with… He supposes he could use a mate. Kars hasn’t had one of those since he was just a little one, and it’s not really something he missed. When you express that you don’t want to bow down and give everything up for him, Kars is more than confused. You must be making a joke- he’s heard of humans telling obvious lies for humor. How amusing. Now, come when you’re called, or he’ll send Santana to retrieve you. He prompts you often, but you can tell he doesn’t really care about the answer. You bore him sometimes with your ‘Please don’t hurt me’ and your ‘Please, please, let me go’ nonsense, how could he be expected to always find it fun? Your resistance only amuses him when you do something about it. Good, you’re running. Kars would love to play chase with you. 

[thornybubbles]

The Cat Came Back (Followup) The Morioh Gang reactions

Note: This is a follow up piece to “The Cat Came Back” in which the Reader finds themselves in the possession of the Stand, Killer Queen and asks Josuke for help. The following is just showing how the other characters would react. So headcanons I guess… You can find the original story this is based on here: 

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Josuke: You already saw his initial reaction when you told him about your unwanted Stand, but there was a lot that Josuke left unsaid, mostly because he didn’t want you to see just how disturbed he really was. He can’t even imagine what you must be going through. This whole situation is horrific and… well… bizarre. It was bad enough that you were targeted and held hostage by Kira during the final confrontation, but now you’re stuck with Kira’s Stand as your own. He still doesn’t understand how something like that could even happen. How does a living person end up with a dead man’s Stand? It’s even more confusing if you consider how Reimi said that Kira died. If both user and Stand were torn apart by ghostly arms, then how is the Stand still active? And why, WHY, WHY, is it acting as your Stand now? Josuke never wanted you to get involved in the crazy, dangerous world of Stand users, but you are now and he can’t help but blame himself. If he had never become friends with you, then maybe you wouldn’t have run into Kira that day and this wouldn’t be happening to you now. He really, really hopes that Jotaro and the Speedwagon Foundation can help you with this, because this is one thing he knows he can’t fix. Just like with the death of his grandfather, he feels helpless and frustrated. But to you, he’s a beacon of calm acceptance. He’ll never let you see how shook up he is because you don’t need that right now. 

Okuyasu: He takes it pretty badly. He finds the whole situation to be freaky and incredibly unfair. Expect a lot of angry crying from him in the beginning. 

“Whaaaaat??!!” he shouts. “What the hell is this?! How does something like that even happen?! Can’t that creepy hand-humping bastard go haunt someone else?!” 

He insists that Josuke could probably fix it if he used Crazy Diamond to bring you back to a state before you became a Stand user, but Josuke explains that his powers don’t work like that. Okuyasu is so desperate that he even suggests, to everyone’s horror, that he could use The Hand to erase Killer Queen. That idea is very quickly shot down by Josuke. 

“Think about it, Okuyasu,” Josuke says. “If you erase a person’s Stand it’s like erasing their soul! Do you want to do that to our friend?” 

Okuyasu realizes his idea was awful, but dammit he wants to help okay? He feels helpless and frustrated that he can’t think of anything useful in this situation. He just wants the Stand to go away and leave you alone. He even goes so far as to ask you to summon Killer Queen just so he can say that to the Stand’s face. 

“Listen here you pink cat bastard!” he practically spits at the Stand. “You better fuck off and leave our friend alone or I’m gonna make your life a living hell!!!” 

Killer Queen merely stares Okuyasu down until the delinquent actually starts feeling a little nervous. Then the Stand has the nerve to give him a wry little smile and duck down to nuzzle his head against yours. Freaked out, you dismiss him and Okuyasu rages. It’s going to take a LOOOOOOOONG time for Okuyasu to come to terms with your new status as a Stand user. 

Koichi: Koichi is horrified, not just at the situation, but he is very worried for you. Like everyone else, he’s baffled at how you could end up with someone else’s Stand. Not only that, but Koichi is the first to notice that there’s something different about Killer Queen now that it’s attached to you. The Stand seems more lively and sentient with you than it did with Kira, even going so far as to mock others and show you unwanted affection. It was far, far more reserved with Kira. What did that mean exactly? Did it have to do with your personality having an effect on its behavior? He wants to offer you all the support and comfort that he can as your friend but he can’t ignore the creeping feeling of dread that comes over him when he’s in your presence now. He tries not to let it show, because the last thing he wants is for you to think he’s afraid of you. You have enough to worry about without having to consider if your friends fear you now. 

Koichi starts doing research on Stands and Stand users, hoping to find something he can use to help you. Maybe there’s a way to separate a user from their Stand without hurting them? Of course, he has considered your feelings on the matter. Would you want to be separated from Killer Queen? Koichi will never say this out loud, but he has a terrible fear that a little bit of Kira’s personality has remained within Killer Queen and that there may be a possibility that Kira��s violent tendencies will start to manifest within you. He really hopes that isn’t the case. He doesn’t want Kira somehow hurting anyone else from beyond the grave, least of all one of his closest friends. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you started turning violent…

Jotaro: As per usual, Jotaro’s reaction is minimal when he first finds out, but his eyes are filled with a myriad of emotions: anger, shock, horror, and exhaustion. Especially the last one. Jotaro is so very tired. It’s bad enough that he’s still having to deal with DIO’s evil influence on the world even after the blood-sucking asshole’s death, but now Kira’s Stand has fused itself with your soul and is acting as your Stand. What is it with villains and the need to cling to the living world even after their very deserved deaths? Jotaro is oddly reminded of that stupid old kid’s song he heard when he was very young: 

But the cat came back the very next day

The cat came back, they thought he was a goner

But the cat came back, it just couldn't stay away

That did seem to be the case with Kira. Though, Killer Queen wasn’t Kira’s Stand anymore so it technically wasn’t Kira anymore either. He couldn’t ignore that fact. Killer Queen was your Stand now. Like Koichi, he could sense a difference in the Stand now that it was yours. It seemed more sentient than it was with Kira and he wasn’t blind to the mocking smile the thing would give him and the others. That was worrying. That and how affectionate it seemed towards you. It very clearly recognized and accepted you as its new user. This sudden level of sentience it displayed was disturbing.

The whole thing annoyed him. Just like Koichi, he feared that some of Kira’s influence still lingered within Killer Queen and could have an effect on you. It didn’t help that you didn’t seem to have the best control over the Stand, due to the fact that it sometimes materialized when you didn’t want it to and how it hesitated when you tried to dismiss it. That settles it. He was going to train you on how to control Killer Queen before the thing decided to control you. From now on, you can expect to be dragged along whenever Jotaro is showing Josuke how to better control Crazy Diamond. He would work with the Speedwagon Foundation in order to better understand your condition and help you in any way he could. He made a silent vow to himself that he would not let Kira’s influence corrupt you. 

Rohan: Surprisingly, Rohan is the one to take the news the hardest, but he’s also the one to find something close to a solution to your problem. 

Next to Koichi, you’re one of the few people he puts any value in. When you reveal Killer Queen to him his first response is to recoil in fear (let’s not forget the multiple deaths he had to endure because of the Stand’s user). After that he gets angry. 

“If this is supposed to be a prank, it’s not funny! Did Josuke put you up to this? I never realized that low-life had such a demented sense of humor…” he says.

When you explain to him that it isn’t a prank and he realizes that Killer Queen has indeed become your Stand, he starts acting as if you just informed him that you had a terminal illness and only had a year to live. You watch as the poor man goes through all seven stages of grief in a matter of moments.

Denial: “This has to be a joke. I won’t believe that it’s true! Something like this is impossible! How can you have a dead man’s Stand!?” 

Anger: “How could you let something like this happen?! I know it’s not your fault, that’s not the point! Surely you could have done something to stop it?! And where was Josuke or that nitwit, Okuyasu?! Why didn’t they do something?! I’m not shouting, you’re shouting!!” 

Bargaining: “I’ll give you an autograph if you say that you’ve been messing with me this whole time! I won’t even get angry, I promise! What about one of my unpublished manuscripts? One of my figurines? You… you’re really not joking about this are you?” 

Depression: He goes over to his desk and just sits there staring out the window. You don’t get a response out of him but you notice the tears rolling down his face and you’re shocked. The “Great” Rohan Kishibe is actually shedding tears? And on your behalf? After a moment he wipes his face and starts talking to you as if nothing happened. 

Acceptance: “This isn’t ideal, but it isn’t the end of the world. You say that Jotaro’s been teaching you how to better control Killer Queen? That’s good. Now you won’t have to worry about it hurting anyone you don’t want it to.” 

At some point during the conversation, Rohan jumps up from his seat and grabs the sides of his head with disbelief. 

“I cannot believe I didn’t think of this.” he mutters. 

“Think of what?” you ask, hoping he has thought of some kind of solution to your problem. 

“We’ll use Heaven’s Door to prevent you from losing control over Killer Queen!” 

You stared at him, mouth open in surprise. How had no one considered that before now? 

“Give me your hand.” Rohan says and you oblige. 

Heaven’s Door manifests next to him and the little Stand touches the back of your hand. You stare at him amazed, having never seen him up until that moment. You are startled as the back of your hand flips open like a tiny book. You see writing on the inside of it, but don’t have time to read any of it before Rohan grabs a pen and jots something down in the margins of the page. It says, 

“I have complete and total control over my Stand, Killer Queen. It will never harm anyone that is not a threat to me or my loved ones.” 

Then Heaven’s Door flips the book closed and your hand returns to normal. 

“Now, that settles that!” Rohan says with a self satisfied grin. “Really I’m surprised you hadn’t come to me sooner…” 

While Rohan is congratulating himself, you take the time to lean up and give him a kiss of gratitude on his cheek. 

“You’re the best, Rohan!” you say, overflowing with relief and thankfulness. 

Rohan freezes mid-sentence, a stunned expression on his face. For a full minute he just stands there staring with his mouth open in shock and a hint of pink dusting his normally pale cheeks. At first you thought that you might have crossed a line and he’d start shouting at you, but he doesn’t. Then you start worrying if you’ve broken him. 

“Rohan?” You ask. 

This seems to snap the manga creator out of his stunned state. Without saying a word, he turns on his heel, marches over to his desk, plops down in the chair and starts scribbling away in a notebook. 

“....rapid heart beat….feelings of almost unbearable euphoria…” 

He stops to reach up and touch his face then immediately goes back to writing.

“...cheeks feel like they’re on fire….” 

You blink at him, not knowing what to say or do. You guess he’s gone into work mode. There’s not much you can do to break him out of that once his creative juices start flowing. You decide to leave and go tell the others the good news. 

“Okay, well. I guess I’ll go let Josuke and the others know. I’m sure they’ll be relieved.” you say. 

“Later, Rohan.” 

You start to leave when Rohan suddenly turns to you with a serious expression. 

“Before you go, I want it to be known here and now that if you tell anyone, especially Josuke, that I cried, I will never speak to you again.” 

Your lips twitch as you hold back a laugh. 

“You’re secret’s safe with me, Rohan-sensei.” you say.

[jojostylesposts]

Yoshikage Kira hcs ≽^•༚• ྀི≼

- well obvious hand obsession?!

- Manicures are a 100% on him. He will treat you like a princess to mantain those gorgeous hands of yours fresh and soft 24/7

- From expensive creams to spas

- Rings rings rings

- Expect lots of rings as gifts

- Expensive rings and expesive bracelets but those wont be the only things wrapped around your tiny little hands…just saying

- Would deff choose your nail color since he likes basic pearly glazed nails… his personal preference

- He imagines those hands of yours, soft long silky fingers wrapped around his…

- You would be in his head while he’s at work…naughty thoughts for sure

- Daily hand massages just for you

- Would do daily house tasks just so you don’t damage your precious hands

- Mans a man of routine and private by nature

- He’s quite secretive about his true identity and activities but won’t hurt you…unless you fuck up?? He’s still a villan..just saying

- Thinks about you all the time…in a more obssessive way I would say

- Kira’s quite straight foward and can sound bit harsh sometimes

- Mostly vanilla in bed since he prioritizes organization and presicion, but it can vary if you act like a brat enough and challenge him just to push him out of his comfort zone

- Very controlling for sure since he’s so obssessed with presicion

- Lunch dates together after work is part of the routine

- His kisses are soft, reserved and calculated

- Would suck and lick your fingers during sexy time for sureeee

- Oh, and add a littleslap too that will drive him crazy

- Again, please push him out of his comfort zone if you’re risky enough (who knows how he will act)

- Pull him by the tie and see what happens… spice it up

- Challenging him and pushing him may lead to a rougher side of him

- Definetly loves when you tie his tie just to observe how your fingers twist and fold the fabric

- Quite a narcissist. He may prioritize himself in bed and his desires mostly

- Overall, he would be very attentative towards you, since you are his new obsession, definetly an experience

[yoshhii]

some yandere vampire kira hcs

vampire!kira who became completely and obsessively fascinated with you from the moment he laid his eyes on you (and your hands). your mere presence would consume his thoughts.

vampire!kira who would meticulously observe every detail of your life, learning your daily routine, favorite places, and even your friends and family, all from the shadows.

vampire!kira who would take his role as your “protector” to an extreme level, eliminating anyone he perceives as a threat to you, even if they're innocent.

vampire!kira who will leave anonymous love letters or cryptic messages, to let you know that you’re always on his mind.

vampire!kira who would go to great lengths to steal moments alone with you, often showing up unexpectedly or using his stand, killer queen, to create opportunities.

vampire!kira would maintain a calm, collected facade around you, but his inner yandere nature would emerge when he believes someone is trying to take you away.

vampire!kira would leave presents, sometimes with dangerous surprises, as symbols of his affection, hoping to see your reaction to his "thoughtfulness."

vampire!kira who would use his charisma and charm to manipulate those around the you, ensuring that you stay isolated and dependent on him.

vampire!kira who doesn’t like any attention you give to others, whether intentional or not, would trigger intense jealousy and potentially violent outbursts from him.

vampire!kira who doesn’t want to hurt you, so he goes and kills other women to drink their blood instead.

vampire!kira who might see you as the key to eternal life, aiming to turn you into a vampire so you can be together forever, in his twisted view of "forever love."