#caeser zeppeli x reader

[sovereignjojoz]

how they carry you/you them (ultimate edition)

Pairings: Jonathan x reader, dio…x reader?Joseph x reader, Ceaser x reader, jotaro x reader, polenarff x reader, Avdol x reader, josuke x reader, Rohan x reader.

Warnings: weird, partial fluff, partial crack, idk, dio?, tired at Rohan’s.

Notes - for all the love on the Bucci gang edition!<3

Jonathan Joestar

Gotta be Bridal style

The og gentleman

Very traditional

He just loves to carry you he would carry you always if he could.

He’ll probably spin you around too, he’s just so sweet!

Carrying him

I mean if you insist!

It’s quite unusual in Victorian society so he’s a bit befuddled.

But if it pleases you then go ahead!

Dio Brando…

He’s just gonna be a manhandler.

He’s not sweet or nice, none of that lovey dovey stuff he’s gonna do what he wants.

He’ll carry you, drag you, whatever, he fr doesn’t care.

Not very romantic.

Carries you however he wants even if it’s never been heard of.

Kinda possessive, he might squeeze you tight if others look at you.

Touchy.

Honestly bad overall, but you dio simps probably don’t care, that’s why you like him after all! (Affectionate)🥰

Carrying him

He expects this, don’t be daft.

And he’s not gonna make it easy.

He might even make u carry him on a throne, after all he’s dio and it’s what he deserves.🤷🏽‍♀️

Joseph Joestar

To put it simply, he’s a troll.

Every time he carries you, he’ll pick you up bridal style and secure you in his arms, and only once you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck or have gotten comfortable he’ll either a) pretend to drop you (if he’s feeling kinder) or b) actually drop you.

Then he’ll laugh rambunctiously.

“C’mon babe, ya fall for it every time and it gets funnier every t-“

“Jojo!”

“ ouch my ear! ‘m sorry!”

Seems like the kinda guy who likes to carry you whilst doing squats or other gym activities just to show off his strength, he especially loves it if it gets a ride out of you.

Overall annoying

Will not put you down.

Likes to make you squirm by carrying you with one arm and touching/tickling your feet like the weirdo he is.

Kinda touchy.

So so annoying.

Will definitely show off in front of Caeser

Carrying him

Never offer

He gets even more annoying.

As soon as you've picked him up, he'll make himself as heavy as he can and literally drop all his weight on you just so you struggle.

And he's so audacious and sassy.

He'll taunt you with comments like, "oh, is that struggling I see, huh? You insisted on carrying me so chop chop."

He even snaps his fingers at you.

Just drop him.

Caeser Zeppelli

Hm, ever the charmer isn’t he?

You just know he absolutely loves carrying his s/o.

It’s obvious knowledge that he has a notorious history of being a playboy, and because of his experience with women, he knows what women like, what little gestures make them blush, how they prefer to be held etc.

So he’s going to put the knowledge he’s accumulated on you, he wants to make you swoon.

He somehow manages to always gets the timing right too, he will literally sweep you off your feet like Prince Charming.

He’ll probably want to kiss you too and like pull you really close to his chest.

He definitely wants a s/o who gets easily flustered when he carries them! No matter if you cover your face, blush, squirm he doesn’t care, he wants that reaction!

“Caeser put me down!” You whisper-shouted, trying and failing to push him away, you were literally in front of Lisa Lisa!

He kissed your neck chastely, “why Cara? I quite like you in my arms.”

“Mpmph!”

Likes to show off in front of Joseph.

Carrying him

He’ll blush out of surprise.

It’s feels so foreign to him, he’s not quite sure if he likes it!

He’ll definitely be more vulnerable to getting flustered!

Overall, he prefers to do the flustering and carrying.

Kujo Jotaro

Listen, I’m not even going to lie, you’re probably going to have to jump/floor him to get him to carry you…

Or you’re going to have to annoy him 24/7 so he considers it, just so he can get you to finally shut up.

“Jojo, Jojo, Jojo, please! I really really love you jojo! And you would do the same if you love meee-!”

Literally knocks you off of your feet.

Might just leave you on the floor.

Or he’ll hold you for one second, the drop you (heart eyes).

Jump on his back and you’ll get a piggy back for like 5 seconds or something before he pushes you off.

Small bonus! Part 4 jotaro! (+ jolyne)

Becomes more open to carrying you.

Still would rather not but if you insist fine.

He’ll brashly pick you up, stand still and hold you bridal style.

Baby Jolyne will make grabby hands and he’ll pick her up with one hand and carry you and her both.

Carries both you and baby Jolyne like sacs of potatoes.

Will put baby Jolyne on his shoulders.

Carrying him

Don’t try it, he’s got good reflexes, you might get knocked out.

He’ll probably wobble around because he doesn’t get carried.

Hates it.

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

My babygirl.

He’s such a romantic.

He just wants to pamper you and spoil you by making you not have to do anything ever, including walking!

“Ma Cherie! Please, don’t dirty your beautiful shoes in that puddle, allow me.”

Loves the feel of you close to him.

Wants you to jump on him, in his arms, any place any time.

Lil bit touchy.

He’ll speak to you in French too even if you can’t understand it (especially if you can’t) just to make you swoon more.

Sometimes he’ll carry you and dance just because.

Just lifts you when he’s extremely happy.

Give him affection!

Carrying him

If you love it he loves it.

He doesn’t care he just wants you to be happy.

Surprised at your strength though!

And he becomes very blushy too.

Avdol

You gotta be practical with him.

He won’t refuse but he certainly won’t endorse it unless you both have privacy, he’s not a fan of pda unlike others on here (cough Caeser, Joseph and Polenarff).

He’ll carry you if you’re injured though, and he’ll be so tender, making sure not to hurt you.

In terms of carrying you, he prefers the more romantic side of things such as carrying you to bed.

Although if you want to be silly and like do challenges he may indulge you once or twice even though he may not be so fond of such things.

One thing is though you absolutely cannot get caught by Joseph! He wouldn’t be able to handle the teasing!

Carrying him

The first time you attempt it, he’ll definitely grip you tightly out of surprise.

“Oh my!”

The look of pure shock on his face is so cute.

He might ask you to put him down after a while though.

He may let you carry him once or twice more.

The best Jojo Higashkiata Josuke

Similar to Mista, he LOVES to carry you in any way he can.

Like he’ll tackle you in order to carry you, in fact a lot of the time him carrying you stems from you and him play fighting.

His favourite way to carry you is putting you on his shoulder and doing whatever he wants, like he might even put you on his shoulder then go about having a normal conversation with okuyasu???

I can’t get this out of my head but I envision running at you at max speed and just picking you up, putting you on his shoulder and continuing running.

And the reason varies like sometimes it’s valid like kira will be in the vicinity and other times it’s so random.

“Oh shi- [name]! We have to go we’re gonna be late to meet my mom at the dentists.”

Carrying him

Again you’ll probably struggle.

And he’ll laugh at you and tease you.

Maybe even take a picture.

This is the time for him to relax, y’know?

He’s shameless too, like he’ll call okuyasu whilst you struggle and be like “you got this babe, anyway…”

If Rohan ever sees this is just another reason on the list of why he doesn’t like Josuke.

Kishibe Rohan

No.

He doesn’t have time for such trivial things, he’s got to work on things such as his manga.

This is something that idiot Josuke would do, not him.

But then he remembers that you’re his s/o and this will make you really happy, so he sighs and closes his sketchbook and indulges you.

Keeps it short and sweet.

When he puts you down they’ll be a couple of lingering touches.

Throw your arms around his neck, and kiss him, and tell him how much you love him then he’ll indulge you more.

Carrying him

Absolutely not, will jump out of your hold immediately and scowl.

[esha-isboogara]

how long the jojos last during no nut november

i stole borrowed this idea from @garoujo i loved their jujutsu kaisen version of this and just KNEW i had to make my own!!!

✰nothing too crazy but it’s still kinda nsfw, mentions of sex and all that, blah blah minors dni

jonathan: december 1st - being the most innocent of the jojos he is bound to last the entire month. his sex drive is not as high as most men his age plus he always enjoys a good challenge. he asked you multiple times if you were willing to do this and once you agreed it was set in stone. the hardest part of the month is hearing you beg for his cock night after night, having to deny you for so long takes a toll on him. jojo wants nothing more than to fill you up with cock,pumping you full as you cry for more ;) both of you get this wish when the month is over

joseph: november 2nd- when he first heard the idea he was thrilled. he was convinced he could coax you into failing within the first week,breaking you down with subtle touches and deep kisses. alas this was only a plan. when he woke up the next day with a bad case of morning wood he had to relieve it one way or another. joseph tried for maybe ten minutes to ignore it but gave up as soon as he took a good look at you sleeping form. oh god how could he resist you when you look so pretty.

caesar zeppelli: november 4th- at first he was totally opposed to the challenge, thinking it only to be juvenile and crude. but when he was made aware of joseph participating he was more than willing to take part in the game. caesar liked to think he had the self control of a god, able to resist even the most beautiful of temptresses. it turns out he’s not as strong as he had once thought. all it took was the sight of you stepping out of the shower and he was out. he won’t let you bring it up around jojo though, he may have lost the competition but he still has his pride.

jotaro kujo: november 27th- oh he was so close to lasting the entire month. jotaro is able to control himself to an insane amount. it didn’t matter how much you teased him, small touches, dirty things whispered in his ear, cute little outfits jotaro held on strong. one day you dropped by his office to give him a stack of papers he forgot at home and for some reason that broke him. you were just so kind and thoughtful how could he not reward you. he took you right there on his desk, loving the way your ass bounces as he pounds into you. jojo is a bit disappointed he didn’t last the entire month but you’re quick to comfort him and praise him for how well he did.

noriaki kakyoin: november 18th- the man is a gamer at heart so you best believe he’s down to participate in a boss fight of sorts. he takes the challenge the most seriously out of all the guys. he will not give in to absolutely anything. wellll that is until you kneel down between his legs while he was in the middle of a game and gave him those eyes. he didn’t want to lose he really didn’t but fuck you were just so beautiful knelt before him. after a round or two he admitted to tapping out of the competition. he’s super chill about losing and makes up for the lost time for the rest of the month ;)

josuke higashikata: november 15th- okayasu gave him the idea and he was so excited to pitch it to you. he was always the competitive type so he was more than happy to compete. for the next two weeks he kept his distance not wanting to slip up. but alas he is still a teenage boy and he has his needs. one particular day while embracing you he felt his cock twitch and he knew that was it. next thing you knew you were being dragged into an empty closed and fucked out of your mind. despite not lasting the whole month you have to commend him for keeping it together for as long as he did.

okuyasu nijimura: november 11th- he over heard the concept of the game from a few of his fellow classmates during math and figured it was worth a try. not like he anything better going on. the first week was smooth sailing for him, he had not one impure thought the entire time. but alas he is still a teenage boy the hormones are bound to start raging eventually. it wasn’t too hard to break the boy down. you bent down to pick something up off the floor and he just couldn’t help it anymore. all it took was a few thrusts and he was done. unlike other guys his age he wasn’t embarrassed that he failed the challenge. honestly he’s kind of glad he didn’t make it. now he doesn’t have to hold himself back any longer.

giorno giovanna: november 30th- the only reason he lasted as long as he did is because he’s a busy man, running the mafia and such. he didn’t have the time to worry about rearranging your guts while drugs plagued the streets of italy. don’t you worry though, once he manages to get a day off he will make sure your needs are properly taken care of.

mista guido: november 1st-the amount of self control this man has is close to none. if he starts to feel horny no matter where or when he will indulge in his urges. when you bring up the idea of no nut november to him he agrees in the beginning. but after a few hours he decides he doesn’t want to do it anymore. this man is fucking whipped and he is proud of it.

[dreams-and-drabbles]

Cradle Song

“ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ - ᴜɴʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ

ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ... “

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Caesar Zeppeli

.. ♡..

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You woke with a jolt, your shoulders trembling as you recalled the earlier scene.

Your gaze trailed to the figure in bed next to you, taking in the slight rise and fall of his shoulders.

His honey blond hair was a mess, and his pajamas were all crinkled.

Your eyes landed on the small golden band on his finger, and you took in a shaky breath.

It had all been just a horrible dream, then…

Still, it had felt so real.

The events in that nightmare paralleled your memories almost perfectly, except everything went wrong.

You hadn’t been there with Caesar, and so, he’d … Wham had… You hadn’t been there…

In fact, you hadn’t been there at all.

Not once, throughout that entire nightmare, did you see any semblance of yourself.

The man next to you stirred, aquamarine hues blinking up at you tiredly.

You rubbed at your eyes, attempting to play the tears off as a side effect of drowsiness.

“It’s okay, Darling. Lay back down. I’ll be fine.”

You murmured soothingly, only for Caesar to softening huff in response.

He rolled over on the bed, wrapping an arm around you, and pulling you close.

“You’re not okay. You don’t cry from tirednesses. Tell me what ails you…?”

Caesar murmured into your hair, his tone slightly slurred from his sleepy state.

You leaned into his touch, exhaling softly.

Your eyes threatened to water again as you recalled the events of the nightmare.

You hadn’t expected it to affect you so deeply, but it had all seemed so incredibly real.

“I had a nightmare… A horrible one… I wasn’t there at all… It was like I didn’t exist and then… You and Joseph were fighting the pillarmen and…you faced Wham alone… You…”

Caesar’s form tensed at your explanation, before he pulled you closer to him, clutching you as though you were a lifeline.

“I still have nightmares about them, as well… I recall one very similar to the one you just described, but I know it was just that. You were here beside me when I woke up.”

You breathed out a soft sigh, some of the terror leaving your form, as you buried your face into his chest.

“We are both here…”

You murmured, your tone quiet and thick with emotion.

Caesar hummed, pressing his lips to your head.

“We’re here together. There’s nothing to worry your pretty head about, so sleep peacefully, and I’ll join you, hm?”

You smiled at his words, nodding your agreement.

“Can… Can we stay like this?”

You asked sleepily, earning a chuckle from Caesar.

“Of course, you always have a place in my arms.”

You smiled at that, falling asleep to the gentle thrum of Caesar’s heart beat.

[bananaballs21]

I found a really high quality picture!! I legit found it💥💯💯💯

@yeeravioli @heyoitseragon @themostfangtastic

[fortune-fool02]

A Night Time Visit

Vampire Caesar Zeppeli x female reader

Summary: A few days had passed since Caesar’s disappearance when he went to challenge Wamuu to a fight. [Name] begged him not to but he refused to stand by anymore. Now, he finally returned to her. 

Warning: NSFW, smutt, light oral-pleasure, mention of blood/blood drinking, biting. 

So... yeah. I haven’t wrote smutt or anything spicy for a long time so forgive me if it’s bad, haha. Thank you for reading it, please reblog and comment as it really means a lot! 

Thank you and please enjoy! 

The soft breeze brushed against the window, faint whispers trying to seep into the room, seeking out the warmth to steal away. With the morning sun gone, the night’s darkness flooded the city, broken only by little specks of lights and candles to show that there was life presence in the buildings. Air Supplena island was different though. Surrounded by nothing by the sea’s hissing waves and inky black mass of water, very little light could so much as see the island, let alone touch it. 

It was such a different place at night. Something [Name] was still adjusting to. The clawing waves at the rocky slopes of the island muffling out the otherwise suffocating silence, making any new sound a sudden possible threat or danger that she would flinch at. How Lisa Lisa coped with this for so long was beyond her understanding. Sleep evaded her that night, as it had done for the past few recently. Her mind consumed by a thick fog of worry for Caesar. Tight wires in her veins that strained, ready to snap at a moment’s notice, that also coiled and constricted around her heart and chest. 

The last they spoke, he and Joseph had broken into an argument regarding the current situation of the Pillarmen and the next phase of their plan. Joseph wanted to keep a calm approach to this, his mind set with the timer against him, the rings festering within, waiting to dissolve. Caesar, however, wanted to ambush during the day time, with the sun on their side, and destroy the Pillarmen once and for all. Both had their points but their stubborn and abrasive natures conflicted, two forces refusing to back down, and erupted into a fight. That was the last anyone saw of Caesar before he stormed off. 

A shaky sigh left [Name]’s lips as she sat on her bed, trying to keep herself together and try to calm her burning nerves. A deep breath in, then out. In, then out. Slowly. The straining ache in her veins subsided slightly but not much, it was the most she could do for now until they found Caesar. Laying down on the bed, her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, her mind occupied and fretting that she didn’t notice the figure on the balcony outside her window. A faint shadow hiding among even darker shadows, cold eyes watching her with careful observation. 

In the darkness, he could see her body on the bed, the shape of her figure as perfect as ever. The feeling of her warm skin beneath his hands, the curves of her body in his hands. Thinking about it brought a smile to his lips, the tip of his tongue rubbing against one of the fangs in his mouth, itching to taste her. Caesar was, by no means, a Saint. But there was something about [Name] that he craved. Something that teased an unquenchable thirst, he always needed more of her. 

A soft tapping at the balcony window pulled her from her thoughts, a surge of white-hot shock rushed through her. Her eyes widening at the sight of the familiar blonde on the balcony. Without hesitation, she rushed over to the balcony and threw the doors open, throwing her arms around him. The warmth of her body was immediate, the sweetness of her scent filling his head like a hazy fog. How he missed her. His sweet [Name]. 

“Caesar! Oh God, I was so worried about you! We thought you...” Her words trailed on, tremors rattling her body, as her hands held onto him tightly, afraid that this was all just some form of delusion. But he was real, he was here.  

“Shh, shh. I know, cara. But I’m here now.” His voice whispered into her ear, a soothing sound that purged all sense of fear and doubt from her body, pressing a light kiss on her temple. Tears welled up in her eyes before falling down her cheeks, emotions crashing about inside of her, trying to determine themselves how to feel, how to dare feel. She turned her head and practically grabbed his head, kissing him deeply, much to his delight. The tension in her body melting away, the fear and worry that he was just a figment of her imagination losing its hold on her. 

His lips were cold, as was his skin, but the breeze outside aided in forming an excuse for it. Slowly, savouring the warmth of her, his hands moved along her body, taking their time and listening closely to the steady beating of her heart. She was perfect to him in every way possible. Her beauty unmatchable. Her body something he could never get enough of. Her muscle in his hands, the taste of her in his mouth. The mere thought earned a soft groan from him, deepening the kiss. 

In one movement, Caesar pushed her back against the bed, using his bodyweight to push her down onto the soft blankets. A faint redness tinted her face, her breathing coming out in small pants with a smile on her face. But he wasn’t done yet, not even close to it. He watched the look on her face shift as she looked at his eyes more closely. Emerald green eyes would have been staring back normally, but instead, crimson ones looked down at her. The darkness of the room allowing their faint glow to be more prominent. And the penny dropped for her. 

“Caesar.... Oh my God....” The confusion in her voice, the flicker of worry that flashed her eyes, all didn’t go unnoticed by him. He quickly hushed her with another kiss, the tips of his fangs brushing against her bottom lip. 

“Relax, amore mio.” His eyes gazed down at her, their glow capturing her eyes, pulling her in. Her pulse calmed, as did the hesitation, all melting away the longer she looked into his eyes. His hand moved, caressing her cheek, the tips of black claws brushing against her cheekbone, just beneath her eye. And just like that, she was his, as she was supposed to be. 

Hunger twinged within him, enhanced further by the light burning in his lower gut. His lips left a trail of hungry kisses down from her lips to her neck, searching for the right spot, guided by the soft whimpers [Name] made before he found his mark. It started as a cold, shard of ice piercing her neck, pulling a light gasp of pain, but soon calmed to a pleasantly tingling that branched off around her body. Pleased moans muffled against her neck as Caesar pushed himself closer to her, his hips pressing against her more, and the bulge in his pants growing the more he drank from her. 

“Mmm~ Caesar~” [Name]’s fingers ran through his golden hair, gripping it lightly and moving her hips against his, earning a deep moan from him. A tight grip latched onto her thigh, pulling her closer to him. He pulled back from her neck, droplets of blood trickling down his lips and chin, a hazed look in his eyes as he panted. Not a second was wasted before he was removing his pants, a newfound surge coursing through him, his beloved’s blood inside of him. [Name] sat up, her hands helping to remove his pants and free his hardened cock. 

Grabbing hold of her pants, he removed them along with her underwear, moving himself down and pressing little kisses along her thighs, his fangs occasionally nipping the soft skin; earning sweet whimpers and soft moans. Her legs trying to press together in response to the sensations, but his hands held firm, keeping them in place. 

“Ah, ah, darling~ You keep them open for me~” He purred before leaning closer, his mouth pressing a teasingly gentle kiss between her legs. The tip of his tongue brushing along the sides before moving down the middle, a loud whine was made as [Name] tried to arch up, trying to move closer to his face, begging for more. 

“Caesar, please~ Mmmn~” Her hands gripped the blanket tightly, face red from the sensations and the achingly slow place. Hearing her beg for him brought a sly smile to his face as he lifted himself back up, his lips finding their way back to her neck. 

“Good girl~ Say it again~” A deep purr rumbled from him as his hips moved, the tip of his cock brushing against her entrance, taking all the strength he had himself not to ruin this by going too fast. He wanted to savour this. He wanted to devour her at his pace. 

[Name] tilted her head, offering more of her neck to him, her hips arching up against his. “Please, Caesar~ I want you~” The need in her tone was more than enough, the way her eyes looked at him, clouded by desire. Such a beautiful image. His lips pressed against hers once again as he thrusted his hips slow, his cock pushing into her. 

Her hands gripped onto him, seeking some form of stability as she grinded her hips, feeling herself adjust to the length inside of her. “Ahh~ Caesar, yes~” Her words were able to get past the kisses, her lower gut sparking and aching for him, lust shooting across her nerves, leaving her body aflutter. His touch leaving goosebumps along her skin as his lips returned to her neck, kissing all over while his fangs brushed and nipped, claiming. 

His hips thrusted, a steady rhythm at first, but hitting all the right spots for her. The grip on her thigh lifting her leg lightly, blackened claws digging into the flesh, the pain quickly sparking to pleasure, replacing the light cries and gasps with moans and whimpers. Her body clay in his hands, to mould as he desired. 

“Brava ragazza~” He moaned against her, feeling her warmth around his cock, delightfully so. How he longed for this. Each thrust of his hips pushed his cock just a little deeper inside until she had taken him fully, a wondrous sensation that left him feeling light-headed and dizzy, but wanting more. He wanted her to be able to do nothing but think of him, of what he can do to her, how he could bring her to the edge and back again. The burning in his lower gut grew more, a familiar pooling feeling forming, choking moans from him. 

[Name] tightened around him, a light indication that she, too, was close. A part of him wanted to draw it out a little longer but he didn’t have the strength to. He wanted that euphoric sense that hit at the very peak of a climax, he wanted her to feel the same. After all, the prize is just as good as the chase. 

“Come on, my love~ Cum for me~” Those words were all it took, that little nudge to the edge, and [Name] cried out, her orgasm shaking her entire body as she came around him. The warmth and tightness of her was the same for him, one last thrust, and the rush that hit him was immense. 

[jampc]

A Little R & R

pairing: fem!reader × joseph

characters: joseph joestar, caesar zeppeli

words: 1,286

content warnings: metions of nazis and nazism, mentions of blood and violence

tags: fluff, slight nsfw?

rating: m

a/n: none

ask away

You're first encounter with Joseph Joestar was far from a romantic one.

As a nurse who was assigned to the London Hospital you were no stranger to blood and gore, as well as the horrid sights of war.

As a nurse, you'd seen the same wounded soldiers, over and over again.

However, despite the horrible images you had witnessed, you still kept your emotions in check, always remaining calm and composed as you did your work.

After all, if you were to break down, who would care for the poor soldiers?

You couldn't do that to them... And yet, for some reason, that man had managed to make you lose your composure in ways you'd never expected.

"What a mess..." You murmured to yourself as you set aside the ruined trousers to dispose of them.

After being attacked by a Nazi soldier, Joseph had sustained an injury to his abdomen and it seemed that the stitches you had carefully sewn into him would soon become undone.

You glanced over at the wounded man, watching his face as he continued to sleep.

You knew that his wounds were nothing serious, and yet you couldn't help but worry over him.

You'd seen soldiers die from smaller injuries that would have easily been healed if treated early on.

But in your experience, they had died in vain, their injuries being for nothing.

It was as if the war wanted to claim as many lives as possible...

You sighed and turned your attention back to the patient before you, trying to focus on the task at hand.

As you did this, you could hear Joseph stir as he began to wake up. Your eyes widened in alarm as you looked down at him.

"You shouldn't be waking up yet!" You scolded lightly, giving him a stern look.

He blinked and lifted his head, glancing around in a daze. "Where...?" Joseph murmured, his words slurred from sleep.

He was clearly still exhausted from his injury, and it took him a few moments before he could fully gather his wits. "You're at London Hospital.

You were injured in an attack..." You explained, setting aside the bloodied cloth that was once his uniform, which was stained with his blood.

"It looks like you re-opened your stitches..." You moved closer, your

fingers gently touching the wound to see how deep the gash was. "Luckily, I was able to get them back in place."

You replied with a sigh of relief. "However, you shouldn't be moving around so soon after an injury like this. It's too early for you to be moving about."

You stood up and moved over to the sink, rinsing the blood off your hands. "I'll need to give you a stronger dose of anesthesia, as well as a stronger dose of antibiotics. After that you should be good to go..."

You were quiet for a few moments before turning to face him. "Who dressed me? I was fully clothed when I got here..." He murmured as he looked around the room.

You raised a brow and crossed your arms. "Well, who else would it be?" You replied, giving him a puzzled look.

"You were bleeding badly, and we didn't have time to fetch someone to stitch you up. I did it myself."

You admitted as you looked away in embarrassment, a slight flush rising on your cheeks.

Joseph was quiet for a few moments before he let out a soft chuckle, which caused you to look at him in surprise.

"Well, you certainly know how to keep a man in check." He replied with a grin, causing you to blink in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're a real beauty, but you have such a mean attitude!" He exclaimed as he sat up in the bed.

"I never would've thought you had such a sharp tongue!" He remarked with a smile.

You gave him a look of disbelief, your mouth gaping open. How could he even think that...?

You had sewn him up and saved his life. Of course, he should be thanking you, not calling you mean!

"I have a question for you," He added. "Did you fall for me yet? I know I'm bit of a messiah for women."

"What?! No!" You immediately denied, shaking your head. "I don't see anything attractive about you."

"Hey!" He exclaimed with a pout, "I'm pretty darn handsome if you ask me!"

You just rolled your eyes, turning your back to him as you moved to gather the needed supplies.

"You're pretty insufferable for a man who just came out of surgery." You grumbled, not bothering to look at him.

You felt him move behind you and you sighed in irritation, turning to face him.

"What now? I swear, you're worse than a child." You sighed, giving him an exasperated look.

"I just wanted to look at you is all." He replied with a shrug, his eyes roaming over your figure as you held his gaze.

You let out another sigh and turned back around, busying yourself with your task.

You heard him get up out of bed, but you ignored it, knowing he was going to do as he pleased.

However, to your surprise, he appeared beside you, leaning against the counter.

"Why are you ignoring me?" He asked as he peered down at you.

"Because you're being annoying." "Aren't I allowed to speak to my savior?"

You gave him another annoyed look and pushed him away, shooing him off as you moved back to the bed.

"Get back into the bed!" You watched him go, noting how he slowly made his way back to his spot and you shook your head in disbelief.

"You really are incorrigible." You murmured, grabbing a cloth and running it under the water before returning back to Joseph's side.

He flinched when the cloth made contact with his wound, but he remained still as you wiped away the dried blood.

"Now lie back," You instructed as you leaned over him to get a better look at the stitches.

You glanced at him, your eyes roaming over his features. His dark hair had fallen in front of his eyes and he had a handsome face.

His features were soft and yet, his expression was hard and stern. As you gazed at him, you began to realize why he had been such a popular figure before the war...

"I see why you became popular with women..." You said quietly, not realizing you'd spoken aloud.

You blushed and averted your eyes from his as you realized that he'd heard you.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean you have a nice face." You murmured as you looked back at the stitches, trying to distract yourself from the awkwardness of the situation.

"Is that a compliment? I didn't know you had a soft side."

He joked. "Well, if that's the case, why not join me in this bed and I'll show you what else I can do with this handsome face of mine."

You flushed deeply at his words, causing you to hit him over the head with a rolled-up sheet.

"Stop being crude! You're making this even more embarrassing!" You groaned.

"That's not a no," He teased.

"It's a no!" You retorted, hitting him once again.

"You're mean!" He whined, rubbing the spot you'd hit.

You were about to hit him yet again, when you heard the sound of footsteps outside of the door, and you quickly set aside the rolled-up sheet before hurrying out of the room.

It was doctor Caesar Zeppeli. He gave you a quizzical look.

"I thought I heard someone out here... Are you finished with the patient?" He asked, glancing behind you.

[sativa-misery]

two is better than one

anon: Caesar and Joseph teaming up on a male s/o, if it's not too much?

{cw/ nsfw content ! mdi, male!reader, oral, anal penetration, tag teaming, impact play/spanking}

whoever said two is better than one was certainly right, especially when those two included one joestar and one zeppali.

groaning around joseph’s cock, you struggle to fit him entirely into your mouth let alone being able to breathe with how big he was, combined with the breath being knocked out of you by the slow yet hard thrusts of caesar.

large hands fit around your hips, using them as a brace for rhythm. a deep groan emits from the italian man as he watches his member disappear into your tight hole, seeing it pucker with need when he pulls out all of the way before slamming back into you. taking his eyes off of where your body meets his, he looks up at joseph; the brunette’s hair tousled more than usual, beads of sweat running down his defined chest and large, veiny hands gripping your scalp. freeing one hand from your waist, caesar leans forward whilst still inside of you and pulls the joestar in by his chin for a searing kiss, tongue and all.

the sounds of their wet kisses and moans, along the pulsating feeling of their cocks inside of you has your cock twitching with the desperate need for attention. with the neglect towards your throbbing cock, there’s nothing more than needy whines coming from you yet both men brush it off as they continue to kiss.

separating from their kiss, caesar moves the hand that had been grasping joseph’s chin back to your body, trailing it up and down your sides before reaching round your front and grabbing at your member.

“sorry for neglecting you, amore.” caesar purrs, slowly jerking your cock with each shallow thrust, “that must feel so much better now.”

“make us cum and maybe we’ll let you.” groans joseph, smearing the tip of his cock across your swollen lips.

pulling out ever so slowly, caesar relishes in the feeling of your hole trying to suck him back in, desperate to be filled to the brim. he inhales sharply at the loss of your warm hole but nods at joseph to swap positions. instead of spit-roasting you, caesar moves around and takes his place laying down on the soft cotton sheets and used his elbows to support himself. in turn, you position yourself so that your red raw ass is presented to your brunette partner, whilst your mouth readily allows caesar’s cock to slip in. the taste of yourself is present on his member, a mixture of his pre-cum and flavoured lubricate too and the taste as you lapping it up with your tongue pressed against the underside of his cock, swirling it around as you bob your head.

behind you, joseph soothes the red splotches on your ass with gentle rubbing, watching as you flinch ever so slightly at the contact. he continues his administrations before pulling his hand back and soon coming after that there’s a thwacking sound followed by a jolted yelp. the pain blossoms like flowers in spring and that much is evident as another red hand mark imprints itself upon your skin. smirking, joseph looks at caesar with a teasing glint in his emerald green eyes to which caesar rolls his eyes at, opting to run a gentle hand through your hair, cooing at how good you felt around his shaft.

joseph moves his cock in between your cheeks, grabbing the two mounds and squeezing them in his hands before dipping the tip of his cock into the tight ring. the stretch of his cock already proves to be a lot as a muffled gasp is heard from you before a low groan sounds out as he continued to push in. joseph’s cock was by no means small, nor was caesars, but where caesar was long, joseph was thick.

pulling off of caesars cock with a pop, you can’t help but let out a wanton moan of ecstasy. a sound that both men took nothing but pleasure in hearing, especially as joseph mimicked caesars earlier actions of wrapping an arm around your waist and rapidly jerking your cock- prompting more moans to spill from your open jaw. having his member sunken to the hilt and brushing at your prostate, it’s hard not to cum at the carnality of it all.

“jo-joseph please-” you whimper, feeling the british man slowly begin to thrust in and out. but joseph is nothing but ignorant to your pleas, breaking pace and fucking your hole with nothing but the goal of chasing his orgasm, “-need to cum.”

chucking at your words, joseph uses his unoccupied hand to push your lips back around caesars cock, “well you’re gonna have to work a lot harder than that if you wanna cum.”

[jar-of-ectoplasm]

Matchup #9

Anon: Hey, I'm sorry if these aren't open, but is it ok if I could get a match-up? I'm barely 5' and generally average in body type, I'm AFAB and present masculine, I dye my hair a lot, and I'm genderfluid but usually use he/him. I'm bisexual with a preference for men, and would prefer a character from part 2 or 7. I'd consider myself an extrovert-passing introvert, and I am generally pretty anxious and constantly feel the need to be early. I'm a people pleaser, and tend not to stand up for myself. I can get kind of irrational due to my anxiety. I'm a musician, playing trumpet and french horn, and I'm very passionate about it. I also enjoy writing fiction and horror stories, and have since childhood. I enjoy basically anything creative, but I also love history and science (especially biology). Sorry for making this so long, I tend to be a little long-winded. Thank you so much, and, again sorry if these aren't open ndfjdkk

I match you with:

Caesar Zeppeli!

-Caesar LOVES helping you dye your hair. Even if you don't need help, he'll be hovering around watching you go through the process

-He also really likes reading the stories you've written! He'll offer constructive criticism where it's needed, and he loves seeing how creative you can be

-Even if you can't stand up for yourself, Caesar will definitely do it for you. He hates seeing people take advantage of your people-pleasing attitude

-He'll also try to talk some sense into you when your anxiety starts making you overthink things. He understands how you feel and he'll gladly be there to stabilize your thought process

[danddymaro]

Perfection |Caesar Zeppeli Drabble

100 Word count

Perfection

His hands grabbed her sides, carelessly groping her where he could, causing her to squirm.

"No..." she protested, "My body is squishy," (f/n) embarrassedly argued as she felt his palms drag over her flesh.

"And?" Ceasar responded while sweetly pressing his lips to her neck.

" And?!" she breathed.

'And I'm too ugly for you!

You've been with so much more!

And you deserve so much more !'

"Caesar… I'm not good enough." she decided to say instead, saddened.

His movements stopped, and as he looked down at her seeming saddened himself,

"Amore...no..." he murmured,

" - You are perfection."

[sluttbuttsstuff]

SILVER CHARIOT “SUGAR DADDY” APPLICATION FORM: Caesar

NAME: Caesar Zeppeli

AGE: 55

OCCUPATION: Cosmetic Surgeon

ANNUAL INCOME AVERAGE: 800,000$ annually

BACKGROUND HISTORY: Zeppeli comes from a long family line of doctors.  He decided to focus on cosmetics originally, after being impressed by the teachings of Lisa Lisa and wanting to help the many women he loved.  The most popular cosmetic surgeon in Italy, he’s worked on common folk and celebrities alike.  He’s a playboy for sure, but still has a kind heart.  He also refuses to do any surgeries that could endanger or backfire on the patient, and is appreciated for his good bedside manner. Also, he’s fairly religious, and close to his younger siblings.

 EXPECTATIONS:  Wants an attractive darling that he can woo and seduce; Cesar is happiest when making others happy.  That being said, he also needs a darling that will boost his own ego, or at least make him feel special.  Darling can see other clients, and Caesar may seek additional companionship as well.  Darling should have their own lodgings, but Caesar will pay expenses.  Despite his age, Caesar has an impressive libido, so having a darling that can help with that is important.  

LIKES: Women, Italian cuisine, cleanliness, bubbles, poetry, romance, dancing, exercise/working out, Lisa Lisa, feeling important, making a difference, church (he’s very devout)

DISLIKES: Having his heart broken, immature people, people who mock romance, being publicly humiliated

IDEAL TYPE:  Obviously someone beautiful, someone romantic.  Passionate, appreciates his flowery words.  Doesn’t get jealous or possessive.  

IDEAL FIRST DATE: Dinner and dancing, it’s his go to classic.  Plus, it's a fun way to get a workout in.  If darling is more shy, perhaps having a garden picnic/tea, reading poetry to one another.

PAYMENT:  Caesar will pay per “date” and any other necessary bills.  He will also spoil darling with romantic gifts, such as flowers, chocolate bon-bons, and jewelry.   He may not see you everyday, but he’ll send you something, however small, everyday.

[mothwingwritings]

Treasured Friend

F!Reader X (Yandere) Joseph and mentioned F!readerX Caeser

Warnings: Yandere, drugging, cheating, noncon heavy petting, Joseph being a horny jerk

This is my very self-indulgent first shot as a yandere X reader fic (because I am a horrible goblin who loves me some yanderes) which I am a bit nervous about finally posting!!!! AHHHH! I feel like I made Joseph a little OOC, so I apologize for that. I also jumped back and forth from Joseph’s POV to readers so sorry if it gets a bit confusing. ^^;; And why did I have to do this to my girl Suzie Q? Hasn’t she been through enough??? Smh.  Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!!! Thank you!!!

'I shouldn't be here.'

His brain nagged him as he stood before your door, fist posed inches from the wood, primed for knocking. He stood still, frozen in... What, fear? Confusion? This wasn't like Joseph Joestar at all. He was, after all, the proud, boisterous man who's fought off countless foes, succeeded in being a skilled Hamon user, and ultimately defeated a perfect being that threatened the entire world.

So with all that bravado why the hell was he held up in front of a door?

Were these just nerves trying to block him from seeing a cherished old friend? Ridiculous, there was absolutely no reason at all for this horrible feeling of guilt to be weighing so heavily on his chest. Because that's all you were to him, right? Just his dear old friend?

He snorted at his own cruel joke

He heard you moving inside, as well as sounds of what appeared to be metal clanking together and water running. Perhaps you were cooking dinner? It was around that time of day.

'Maybe I should come back later,' He mused to himself, 'if she's busy with something I probably shouldn't bother her. Besides, I’d rather have her full attention than half of it when we are catching up, right?'

He lowered his hand for a moment at this thought, before quickly shaking his head, an urge of conviction flowing through his body.

'No,' he thought, finally connecting his fist to the door sharply, 'I came all this way. I need to see her now.'

"Coming," He heard muffled through the door. It was hard to make out, but it was undeniably your voice. Joseph couldn't contain the smile that that voice brought him.

After several moments, the door lurched open with a whiny screech. He's sure you spoke something, probably along the lines of 'who is it?' But with his heart beating so fast, the only sound he could manage to focus on was the loud thump echoing in his ears. He felt his breath catch as the door flew all the way open, his gaze falling upon the girl he hadn't seen in years, but hadn't left his mind for even a second in that time.

Your eyes widened a bit from the initial shock, followed by your signature smile that could light up the whole room, instantly igniting a fire in his heart. God, how he missed that smile, how he loved that smile.

"Joseph?" you laughed. An airy, joyful noise, "Joseph Joestar, is that really you?"

Her good mood was contagious, and Joseph's smile spread even wider. He was elated at how you responded to his presence.

'So she is happy to see me. She missed me, possibly even as much as I missed her.'

His heart thumped louder.

"(Name)," the towering man beamed, throwing his arms open dramatically as he shot you a playful grin, "Of course, the one and only! Now, the next thing you are going to say is 'come here so I can give you a hug!'"

Your laugh grew as you tried in vain to hide it behind your small hand. Joseph didn't like that habit of yours; he thrived on seeing you happy and loved it even more when he was the one to bring you that joy.

"I wasn't going to say it I was just going to do it," you teased, "But I guess I can indulge you just this once... Come here so I can give you a hug!"

And with those words, you passed by the door, making your way to Joseph. When you were directly in front of him, you softly launched off the ground, expecting him to meet you half way. He reciprocated, pulling you in to him, your feet dangling several inches from the ground. Just like how it used to be when the two of you were still living in Lisa Lisa's mansion. Also just like old times, he was more than happy to oblige, eagerly scooping you up as he pressed his face firmly into the crook of your neck.

Joseph mused over how good you felt pressed against him. Warm and soft, your hugs were always so inviting and enveloping, even with how much smaller than him you were. As your arms wrapped more snugly around his neck, he buried his face deeper into your neck and started to get lost in you. He breathed deeply, getting a whiff of the perfume you always used to wear. He was glad you still wore it. It always was one of his favorites. He squeezed you tightly, relishing the feeling of your affections. It was unfair how your body fit so perfectly against his.

"God how long has it been," your voice was soft, emotive, and so close. A shiver shot down his spine, "6 years? 7?"

"Too long," he responded immediately, his strong arms constricting you just a bit tighter, "I missed you, (name)."

Another playful laugh, "I missed you too, Jojo," you began to break contact, giving his arm a soft slap on your way down, "and I can't even imagine what owes me this surprise visit, but I am excited to find out."

You swung your door open, scooting out of the way a bit as you lifted your arm in a sweeping motion, "Please, come in! You came just in time, dinner is almost ready!"

~

It was shocking, to say the least.

The last time you had seen the man before you seemed like a lifetime ago. As soon as your eyes fell upon him, the memories flooded violently into your brain, the bittersweet nostalgia sweeping you away...

Two of your best friends had recently been wed and there was nothing but love in your heart for the both of them. Suzie Q, your best friend since you were small, had finally found her other half. You had joked with her a lot when you were younger that she was too easily wooed by a pretty face and too quick to give her heart away to men that were unworthy of her. She would laugh at you in response, shoot you a wink, and make some comment about having a lot of love to give so she'll eventually find the right guy, even if she does have to kiss a few frogs along the way.

That didn’t stop your worry for her, though. You always let her do her own thing and gave her space, but you were certainly not shy about letting her know you were not fond of most of the men she dated. On average they were arrogant, cocky, and loud womanizers who were also (unfortunately) extremely handsome.

So when you met Joseph Joestar, your protective nature instantly kicked in.

Both you and Suzie had been employed by Lisa Lisa, though in your case, maybe "saved" was a more appropriate term. You had come from a broken home and had a difficult upbringing, and you had spent many nights running to Suzie's house to get escape from your situation. When you grew a bit older and Suzie had been working for a while with Lisa Lisa, she was quick to recommend you as well. You were deeply intimidated and worried she may take one look at your past and skill set and cast you aside, but Suzie had talked you up so much that Lisa Lisa essentially hired you on the spot. You spent the next several years working your ass off to prove yourself to be all your friend had talked you up to be, and in the process gained a rather charmed existence surrounded by people you loved. You had a nice, safe home you shared with your treasured friend. The employer and teacher you greatly respected had taught you how to be strong, self-sufficient, and overcome any challenge life might through your way. In the hustle and bustle of it all, you had even met a charming man (one of Lisa Lisa’s pupils) that you had begun to develop feelings for...

And then Joseph showed up.

With the introduction of this cocky and loud brit, everything changed. From the get go, his frisky and flirty nature irked you. Throughout your years you had grown to a woman who respected manners and you took pride in the fact that not much in life could truly irritate you. As if honing in on this, you became a favorite target of Joseph’s endless teasing.

As much as you tried, he quickly had become unavoidable (Lisa Lisa had assigned you to watch over him, after all). You would cringe at the way he would ogle you, your teacher, and your best friend. He was a show off, always trying to one up Caesar (the man who had become the focus of your affections) to impress you, something you imagined Joseph had hoped would gain your approval. Needless to say, it did not work. Nearly everything the man did seem to grate deeply on your nerves, from the 'cute' nicknames he would make up for you, to the way he treated your blossoming skills dismissively, to how he'd casually find SOME way to touch you at every encounter. In the span on of a few days you had nearly reached your limit. You would purposely find something, ANYTHING, to do around the mansion to avoid him. But even then, you knew eventually you'd hear his booming voice break your small window of peace as it had become a habit of his to hunt you down each day after his daily trainings.

"Hey, (Name), there you are!!! You are looking a little bored, what say you come with me and we liven up the day a bit, eh?"

"(Name)! My favorite girl! Looks like you could use a break, and I know just the person you should take it with~"

"(Nick name) you were with Caesar AGAIN!? Come on, wouldn't you rather spend your time with someone who reeally~ knows how to treat a lady?"

It was all so obnoxious, but your blood didn't begin to truly boil until you had found him one day with Suzie Q.

You had warned her, or at least tried, of all he had put you through. The flirting, the disregard of your personal space, the shots fired at Caesar. At first she seemed to be listening, giving him the cold shoulder and dishing back whatever he handed to her, rolling her eyes jokingly at you whenever mention of him was made.

But as the weeks wore on her unamused glare changed to a fond twinkle. Her indignant frown when he would cast his attentions her way morphing into a coquettish smile. Much to your dismay, you knew you were rapidly watching your best friend fall in love.

"Caesar we can't let this happen," you grumbled one day to your lover, your head resting snugly in the crook of his neck as you curled against him during a break in his training.

"Let what happen, Bambina?" Caesar responded to your sudden remark, his fingers lazily weaving through your (color) tresses.

"Suzie and Joseph," you sighed heavily, "I've seen the way that she has been looking at him recently, and I know that look all too well. I have to get her away from him somehow..."

The blonde Italian hummed, "Hmm, a look huh? And just what look has our dear Suzie been giving Jojo?"

"It's the look she gives men before they break her heart."'

Caesar laughed, a pleasant rumble jolting your body. You pulled yourself up, steadying your arm across Caesar's broad chest so you could look directly into his eyes.

"What's so funny," you pouted, trying not to be swayed by the beautiful shimmer of his sea green eyes, “I’m serious! Joseph is bad news for her! I don't want my best friend to be used up by some pretty playboy and then tossed aside once he's done with her."

"I apologize, I didn’t mean to laugh. But carina did you and I not start similarly? Did people not also warn you to stay away from the great womanizer Zeppeli, a man who would always be nothing more than someone who would break beautiful girl’s hearts?"

You averted your gaze slightly, a light blush rising to your cheeks, "This is different! You understood my boundaries and never once acted high and mighty around me. I definitely had my reservations with you but," the blush on your cheeks grew a bit darker before you continued, “In the end you proved yourself to be a safe and worthy person to give my heart to."

A doting smile overtook Caesar's face as he leaned up, planting a firm kiss on top of your head.

"And I am forever grateful you took that gamble with me carina, as you have become the most treasured part of my life. Since you have come into my life, I have been a better, stronger man. But...."

"…But?"

Caesar sighed, gently shaking his head, "But you have to understand bambina that Joseph and I are different people with different personalities and different backgrounds," Caesar gently took your chin in his fingers, turning your gaze back his way, "I definitely don't approve of the hounding he gives Master, Suzie, and especially YOU, but Jojo is not a bad person. There's more going on inside him than you realize, and as I have been training by his side daily I can't help but admire how far he's come in this short span of time. He may come off as clownish, but after you've been through some things with him you see just how strong his ambition is. He’s a man fueled by a strong drive and tender heart. Carina mia, if Suzie Q is the woman he has chosen to bestow his true affections upon, I dare say that woman will live a very passionate life and never be left wanting."

As Caesar spoke, your eyes softened. You mulled over his words in your head, considering the possibility that maybe they would make a good pair. Perhaps Joseph wasn't just an annoying brute, maybe that was all a screen he hid his true feelings and intentions behind. Though it didn't entirely excuse him of all the things he had done, hearing Caesar explain it certainly did give you a new perspective on the man.

You sighed dejectedly, "OK, maybe you are right. He may get on my last nerve, but at the same time I haven't really given him much of a chance to get to know me, and I him. Maybe... Maybe he would be a good match for Suzie? Besides, we are both adults now, even if I still have qualms over him I need to have faith that my best friend is doing what's right for her."

Caesar playfully winked at you, "Exactly. Suzie is a big girl, and Joseph a big boy. If they desire to be together, I hope you can come to a point where you give them your blessing," Caesar sighed deeply, slowly running his hand through his hair, "Besides, with his attentions focused on Suzie that means he will leave you alone now."

"Oh, I see. Ulterior motives," You teased, flippantly waving your hand.

He smirked, "Is it so wrong for a man to want his woman to himself? Cuore mio, don't break my heart by telling me you actually secretly enjoy Jojo's affections?"

You snickered, giving the blonde a playful smack, "Please, you know I only fall for incredibly dashing Italian men. But I must say, I am surprised with all the trash-talking he gives you that you are standing up for him and speaking so highly of him right now."

Caesar shrugged, his eyes falling closed as he pulled you snugly back down against him, "What can I say? I guess he's growing on me."

Over time, he would grow on you as well.

After all you had gone through, it was impossible not to. Not long after that conversation, your life was wrought with tragedy and terror. The insurmountable threat of the pillar men coupled with the incredible loss of losing Caesar nearly destroyed you. You felt helpless and terrified, every good thing in life you had worked so hard to achieve being ripped from you in the blink of an eye.

You ached for your lost love, and agonized over the fate of your friends. What could you do? What would become of the world if you weren't victorious right here, right now? It was too much weight to bear.

And yet Joseph took it head on, becoming your rock when everything else in the world seemed so unsteady. With his signature smirk and twinkling green eyes he held you in his strong grasp before the final encounter. You’ll never forget the feel of one of his hands gently jostling your hair as he told you it would all be OK, that he would protect you and come out victorious.

And even with all the odds against him, his enemy quite literally transforming into the perfect being with no weaknesses, he came out the winner. At that time, you could neither laugh nor cry. You just stared on in awe and relief when you saw Joseph triumphant and alive, on a day that was supposed to be his funeral, no less. Your body went numb, collapsing on itself with the gravity of all that you had been through. Jojo didn't just save you and your friends, he saved the entire world.

It was hard not to give Suzie your blessing after that.

But that was all around 7 years ago, and in that time span you had unfortunately grown apart from the Joestar family. In the beginning of their marriage you and Suzie talked all the time. Visits to and from where both of you ended up settling were common. You always felt welcomed and loved in their home, and you counted it a blessing that you were able to stay so close to the ones you treasured, even with how hectic adult life had become.

However, the months kept passing, and in time, Suzie called less frequently. At first she would brush off your concern, saying she was just tired, or things were busy, her schedule had become so hectic. You would give her space in these moments, but couldn't help but feel a gnawing discomfort when the she went from being a bit unresponsive, to just out right avoiding your calls all together.

Sometimes when you would call you would get Jojo, and hearing his peppy voice sound so genuinely excited to hear from you instantly took a load off your shoulders. He would always reiterate the things Suzie told you to help put your heart at ease. She wasn’t lying or avoiding you, she truly was just held up with something.

That is until Jojo stopped answering the calls as well.

It wouldn’t be until a year later when you got a curt letter in the mail that changed everything. In Suzie’s handwriting, it asked you to please cease all communication with her and Joseph, explaining they were to be moving and starting completely anew in a faraway town and that they wished you not to be a part of that new life.

You felt hollow. You reached out through letter, phone, even trying to get Lisa Lisa to relay messages from you, but no efforts bore any fruit. Your emotions went from confused and heart broken, to bitter and upset. What had you done? Was it something you said or did? Why were they treating you like this, without even explaining themselves? You drove yourself to the point of madness scouring every inch of your brain for something that would want to make them abandon you, but in the end, could think of nothing.

For your own sanity, you tried your best to forget them and move on. Unfortunately for you, you were a horribly sentimental person, and dropping them the same way they had dropped you was something you could not do.

But more years passed, and as they say, time heals all wounds. Losing your friends got less painful and you were able to forge new relationships and start new endeavors. You had made a comfortable life for yourself in that time, even with Suzie and Joseph hanging on in the back of your thoughts, like phantoms you couldn’t exorcise.

So to see a phantom before you in the flesh, sitting merrily at your two person table with that all too familiar mischievous grin spread wide across his handsome face, his spirited eyes peering into your very soul. It was jarring, but you couldn’t help but be overcome with joy.

“Smells delicious,” Jojo exaggeratedly sighed, a look of bliss passing over his face, “I’ve been on the road so long, and it’s been forever since I’ve had a beautiful woman’s home cooked meal.”

You giggled, hand wrapped snugly around your mug of cooled tea as you brought it to your lips, “Well I’m not master chef, but I hope it lives up to your expectations.”

“Please, your cooking was always superior to nearly everyone in the mansion, I am sure it has only gotten better with time (name),”

Small talk carried on for several minutes, before a dense silence hung over the two of you. Your eyes darted to him, taking him in as his gaze swept over the content of your dining room, taking in all of the new and the old. You inhaled deeply.

“Joseph.”

The serious tone of your voice garnered the man’s attention, his bright eyes focusing fully back on you.

You looked held his gaze, the confusion and pain from the past emanating from your unwavering stare.

“Why are you here?”

~

“Because I missed you, (Name),” The words passed his lips before he could stop them, but the small blush that lit your cheeks more than made up for his brief loss of control over his feelings.

Honestly, he could think of no other way to respond when you were looking at him like that.

He watched intently as you shook your head a bit and closed your eyes, a quivering smile on your lips. He could tell you were fighting valiantly to suppress long held back emotions that may spill out at any second. He was in the same boat, just a little better at it than you were.

“I missed you too,” he noted the slight shake in your voice, “but Joseph… What happened? You and Suzie just left, and I…”

Your voice trailed off, another strong wave of emotions washing over your features. It was something he noticed about you after Caesar had passed, that you were no less stunning in heart break. Joseph stared at you, mesmerized. He hated seeing you in pain, but he couldn’t help the allure of seeing those tears dance just at the edge of your eyes. You were crying for him… crying because you missed him. His heart rate began to quicken. This surely wasn’t the first time tears had been spilled on his behalf. Had he being gone kept you up at night? Did you dream of him and his return?

“How is Suzie?”

The question ripped him forcibly from his previous thoughts. It was asked so earnestly, with such barely concealed desperation, it felt wrong to lie in response. Nerves began to take over, his hands sweating as he absent mindedly fidgeted with the mug in front of him. How could he possibly answer this? Should he really tell you the truth? Could he honestly tell you the reason Suzie began to distance herself from you was because of him? Should he confess and say he couldn’t get you out of his mind, even with his new wife at his side, and after sometime his wife caught on? Should he explain to you that Suzie had always been a replacement in his heart for you, a replacement he thought he could grow to love as fervently as he loved you, but never quite stuck? Should he confess that it was always you he thought of in the place of Suzie when he kissed, hugged, or even spoke with her? Should he tell you that while he made love to your dearest friend, it was you he was imagining beneath him? Should he divulge that on more than one occasion, it was your name he would scream while he came?

Joseph had single handedly ruined the lifelong friendship you had with Suzie. She had done everything she could to make him hers, giving him the entirety of her love. But in the end she realized she could never win over what he felt for you. This caused Suzie’s resentment and animosity towards you to grow, but she also knew in her heart these feelings were misplaced and unfair. So instead of lashing out on her closest friend and airing all the couple’s dirty laundry, she tried to distance herself and her husband from you. Her thought process being that if you were not around in any capacity to distract him, his fondness for you would lessen. In reality, the opposite had occurred.

When Suzie had found he had still been taking your calls without her knowledge, it drove her to the edge. Even after all he had done, all he continued to do, Suzie still loved Joseph, and adamantly believed she could make their marriage work. So she demanded they move, cutting ties with you completely so they could focus on being a family again.

He agreed, but he wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was because he truly felt bad for the woman he conned into marrying him when his heart clearly belonged to you. Maybe he did it because somewhere inside of himself he truly believed he could learn to love Suzie the way he loved you. Maybe it was because even though Caesar had long been gone, he felt dirty for longing for the woman whose heart and soul belonged to his best friend. Regardless, he agreed, and they left you behind with nothing more than a short letter that he knew would lead you to anguish.

“Joseph you are scaring me, how is Suzie?”

Joseph was snapped back to reality by your concerned voice. He chuckled nervously, forcing a smile on his face before he spoke.

“Suzie is OK,” he began softly, considering his words, “We… We had some issues earlier on in our marriage.”

“…Issues,” you questioned, “What kind of issues?”

Joseph averted his gaze, his grip tightening on the mug. This lie had to be convincing. It was too soon to share his true intentions now.

“Mostly things brought on by the stress of being a young couple out on our own,” he began slowly, trying to keeps his nerves in check, “Well, that and the whole battle with the Pillar Men and its after math. It was a lot to take in. It was a mess that she didn’t want to burden you with, especially when she knew you were still reeling from Caesar and in the process of starting your own life.”

He was happy his lie seemed to relieve you a bit, but a deep frown was still engraved on your lips.

“As our marriage went on, those issues became bigger issues,” he continued, his own frown deepening, “I think we both had a lot of expectations and feelings about what we thought was going to happen once we became husband and wife, and we didn’t necessarily share those expectations or feelings with each other. We were young, on our own for the first time, still figuring ourselves out. Things were bound to get messy at points… It just ended up getting messier than we bargained for,” he sighed, his eyes returning to yours, holding within them an ounce of misery, “Suzie is fine, (name). She’s still her healthy, lively self. She just didn’t want to drag you down in our ongoing bullshit.” He finished with a melancholy grin.

Another silence settled in the air as you collected yourself, taking a deep inhale before speaking.

"Suzie is healthy… That's so good to hear," your voice trembled, "I was so worried all these years," you shook your head, focusing back to Joseph, "But I can't believe it... Things seemed to be going so well, I had no idea you two were going through it- ARE going through it. I feel dumb realizing it now. We did go through so much in such a short amount of time. The wedding was such a whirlwind, it makes sense…"

Joseph watched as your hand clenched at what he was sure was a steadily blooming ache in your chest. What was going through your mind at this moment? How were you processing the lies that fell from his lips? He was sure you were beating yourself up right now, your brain chastising you for not realizing the marital and life issues your dear friends were going through sooner. His eyes widened as he noticed your whole body softly quivering, tears beginning to fall slowly down your rosy cheeks. You looked so small, so hurt. He was a piece of shit for being the cause of this, but he also couldn’t deny the twisted feeling of excitement seeing you this way caused.

As far as he was concerned, those tear filled eyes were proof of your strong feelings for him.

"(Name)..." He whispered, enchanted as you fought back waves of emotion. It took all of his will power to not give in, to not push the table over and take you again in his arms. While you would melt into him he’d kiss away those anguished tears, promising to you the only time you’d ever cry again would be when he’d make you feel his love so fully, so strongly, that your over stimulated body wouldn’t be able to handle it anymore.

"Joseph," Your cracking voice struggled to say, drawing the man from his rampant fantasy.

“I never want you or Suzie to feel that way ever again. I know you were trying to protect me, but I never want you to ever feel like you have to hide anything from me ever again.”

Your conviction grew as you continued, “You two keeping things from me, going away and cutting all contact, that hurts me much more than any issues you have been fighting through ever could. I am never too hurt, busy, or tried to be there for either of you. I love you both so much, you are my family… So please, please don’t worry for me when you are going through so much on your own.”

You smiled warmly at him, blinking the tears from your eyes.

His heart was about to burst.

~

"(Name)... For now... Can we just forget about Suzie?"

The question that followed the next brief gap in conversation threw you for a total loop. Your conversation to this point had been going amicably, even if you were focusing your questions on your MIA friend and getting rather emotional.

"... Forget about Suzie? Joseph, what do you-"

"I don't want to talk about her right now." He cut you off roughly, a bite in his voice that alarmed you.

He took note of the dismayed look on your face his comment caused, and his expression instantly became lighter.

"I'm sorry. It's just a bit painful to talk about her right now,” he spoke, an uncharacteristic nervous tinge to his voice.

“The whole reason I am here now is because we are going through it again and I happened to be traveling in the area I knew you used to live. I took a gamble hoping it would still be you residing in this little house,” he flourished his hand, small smirk ghosting his lips as he took in the scenery once more, “and I’m glad it was.”

A moment of silence hung heavily in the air before he continued, his voice lower than before, “I really needed to talk to you, (Name). I needed to hear your voice. No one else…”

His voice drifted off a bit, his eyes softening as he seemed to get lost in his thoughts. Before you could comment, he snapped out of it, continuing on in a voice that was pleasant, but forced “What am I doing talking about this stuff? I came to share a few laughs and have a good time, not bog you down with my issues! It’s been such a long time since I have seen you (name), I am sure so much has happened in your life. I want to hear it all!"

While he spoke you noticed the quick change in posture from lax and inviting to rigid. His fingers tapping the wood of your table erratically, the set of his jaw had become stern. Everything about him was suddenly on edge. Your heart sank witnessing him like this, even now trying to hide things from you in order to not weigh down the joy of your meeting after so long.

However, you had already decided something. Joseph had come all this way to find some refuge with you, and that’s just what you were going to offer.

"Joseph," your voice dropped low, your hands sliding across the table to catch his own in a gentle hold. You felt his body jolt a bit, surprised by the sudden contact. You squeezed slightly, hoping to get across your feelings of reassurance. You smiled tenderly up at him, and after a moment, his hands shakily returned your hold.

“I’m so sorry… How could I have not noticed that you were in a rough patch? Suzie has been my rock through every trial life has ever thrown my way, and you have become equally as important,” you sighed in frustration, “You both can read me like a book yet I couldn't even tell how much you have been struggling. All of your laughs and smiles, they were masking your true pain, and through it all you both still put me first, not wanting to burden me with anything that was happening because you knew all I had gone through in my own life.”

Tears stung your eyes once more with the realization, “Joseph please, I don’t want you to struggle alone. I want to be your rock, too.”

You heard the man release a breathy sigh, the rough pad of his thumb gingerly starting to caress your firmly gripped hand.

"God, have your hands always been this soft?”

“W-what,” The out of place question took you by surprise, a tiny yelp of shock escaping your lips as Joseph repositioned himself, leaning his torso heavily over the table, threatening your personal space.

His grip on your hands tightened, lifting the digits slowly up to his mouth. A lucid smile graced his plush lips as they ghosted the tips of your fingers. His warm breath on your hand would be almost soothing if not for the obsessive gleam he held in his eyes as they bore into you. A shudder ran through your body, which had become stiff with discomfort. This small gesture between good friends quickly morphed into something much more intimate, the way he was looking at you feeling oddly menacing.

“Your hands,” he laughed a bit, his voice nostalgic, “I remember even during the most rigorous of the training that we were put through, your hands were strong, but also always so gentle,” his lips pressed harder into your flesh, his eyes narrowing as he continued to speak, “but I forgot just how soft they were… How good they feel when you touch me-“

As if breaking a horrible spell, the timer on your stove began to blare, causing you both to jump. You took the opportunity to quickly pull away, pushing yourself up and away from the table and Joseph as you hurried to address the now finished meal.

“Give me just a moment and I’ll have dinner out,” you tried to speak as calmly as you could, clenching your own hands together as your brain scrambled to make sense of what had just occurred, “wait right there.”

~

Perhaps the move was too soon, but he could think of no other way to respond to you suddenly grabbing him like that, being so earnest and vulnerable with your feelings. Sitting across from you as he indulged in the dinner you had prepared, it would have been easy to get lost in the domestic feel of it all. However he could tell you were growing increasingly uncomfortable despite his best efforts to bring everything back to normal, and he mentally scolded himself for that. Your once welcoming gestures had now become guarded, suspicious. Your bright eyes now looked at him with confusion, even a bit of distrust. He was doing his best to make the conversation jovial again. He was complimenting your cooking, bringing up past humorous exploits, asking you about your new job, your new life, everything and anything he could get about what you had been doing, who you were now.

Yet you kept succeeding in bringing the conversation back to Suzie.

At first it filled him with guilt, hearing his wife’s name fall from your lips with so much concern, now more amplified by his slip up. But the guilt was quickly becoming aggravation as even his best attempts to redirect the conversation kept sneakily coming back to Suzie.

As the tense dinner was winding down, he could tell you were trying to hurry things along. Your eyes darted to the clock more often, and you kept mentioning how late it was becoming, how you had something you had to wake up early for( regardless of it being the weekend). It wasn’t until you began to collect the plates that Joseph began to slightly panic. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go… You both were supposed to be so lost in catching up with each other that time seemed to no longer exist; enjoying each other’s company so thoroughly you’d keep the conversation going into the wee hours of the morning.

Joseph sighed a bit after you turned down his offer to help.

‘I was hoping to avoid having to do this,’ Joseph scowled, slipping the small vial from his pocket, ‘but I guess I have no choice.’

After the situation involving the Pillar Men nearly poisoning him to death, the Speedwagon Foundation really stepped up their game in the drug department. An entire new branch was created as a security measure to protect against threats of that nature, and as such, a lot of experimentation and creation was going on in their labs. Joseph couldn’t help but be intrigued when Robert had offhandedly mentioned one day they had successfully created a new kind of drug, one that was nearly impossible to detect or trace, but knocked someone out quickly for several hours. Robert had been initially confused by Joseph’s questions regarding the drug, as he usually didn’t take much interest in the more science-y aspects of their organization at all, but eventually gave him a small sample of the drug, warning him to not let it fall into the wrong hands.

Watching himself quickly pour a bit into your half-finished wine glass, he mused if his own hands could possibly be considered the wrong ones.

You came back in the room shortly after the deed was done, taking your seat across from him tentatively.

“I know you mentioned it, but I suppose it is getting quite late, huh?” Joseph questioned, doing his best to hide the frown that formed when he saw how relieved that comment seemed to make you.

“Yeah,” you responded, twirling a strand of your hair around your finger absentmindedly, “I hate to rush us after it’s been so long.”

Joseph smiled warmly, batting his hand playfully, “No need to apologize, I did just barge in here unannounced after all. I was lucky you treated an uninvited guest to a meal and a drink.”

You exhaled, your voice coming out softly “You are hardly an ‘uninvited guest’, but next time… I would really love to see Suzie as well. I know you told me not to bring her up and you seem to be avoiding talking about her altogether… But I really miss my best friend.”

You looked away as if you were ashamed to mention her around him. It was another stab to his heart.

“Hey (name),” he began, continuing once your eyes had locked back on his, “I want to apologize. For dumping this all on you, and for earlier when I was holding your hands. My mind has been such a mess, and I realize running to you to escape wasn’t the most mature or well thought out plan.”

He watched your body begin to grow more lax, causing relief to wash over him.

“It’s just you have always had a way of making me feel better (feel whole, he wanted to add, but thought better of it), and I knew this time wouldn’t be any different. It was selfish.”

Before he could say more, you chimed in with a small laugh, taking him off guard. Glancing your way, his eyes widened as he drank you in. You were smiling again, a true smile. Relaxed and happy, your eyes crinkled as they held his. Seeing you this way again felt as if all his troubles had been lifted away. You were infectious, alluring, hypnotizing.

Intoxicating.

“I’m sorry,” you spoke in between small laughs, “It’s just… the Joseph Joestar from years ago would never own up to being selfish, nor would he so sincerely apologize without throwing in some kind of quip,”

Joseph’s heart began to race as he watched you recline, check resting on one hand, the other now bringing the wine glass to your lips, lips that were still so tauntingly smiling at him.

“It’s nice to hear, and you are forgiven. I apologize as well if I seemed a bit put off. It just took me off guard,” you took a sip, Joseph’s breath hitched, “I guess I should have just chocked it up to your old ways, but don’t think I won’t tell Suzie about it someday, you flirt.”

You winked at him playfully, but he was so lost in bliss, it didn’t even register.

~

“Jojo, are you OK,” you questioned your now suspiciously quiet friend as you took another swig of wine, this one nearly emptying the glass, “I didn’t offend you, did I? I was just joking around.”

You pouted at him. His face had once again gone hard, his intense eyes not once straying from your face.

You chuckle lightly; trying to conceal the nerves his looks gave you, “Jojo please, you are kind of freaking me out again…”

His lips curled into a smile, his eyes keeping their strict hold on you, “It’s alright (name), no offense taken. In fact, I feel very good right now… how about you?”

As if on cue, a sharp pain pulsed through your brain. You winced, your hand flying up to grab at your pounding head. A moan escaped your lips as your eyes snapped shut, everything in the world was suddenly too bright and too loud.

“(Name)?”

“S-sorry,” you stuttered, the pain growing by the moment, “I just suddenly got hit with a horrible headache. Maybe I drank too much wine,” your voice trailed off as you noticed your vision beginning to blur.

Joseph laughed merrily, his seeming lack of care for your condition adding confusion to the already puzzling scenario.

“You barely had any! Such a lightweight,” He pushed himself away from the table, towering over you as his sharp eyes continuously bore down upon your form. Were you imagining that devious gleam they were holding?

“You need to be more careful, (name). People could take advantage of you this way.”

Your eyes widened, blood running cold. Something was off, terribly off. You weren’t just imagining things. The look he held in his eyes and the way he began to stalk slowly closer to you, like a predator approaching its prey, was all horribly wrong. Your breath hitched as he reached your side, his aura overwhelming you entirely in your sickly state. You felt his fingertips ghost the skin of your shoulder, traveling slowly up your neck to gently tuck a rouge stand of hair behind your ear, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. His touch was so delicate, but his eyes… His eyes had now completely glazed over, his breathing becoming heavier as he glared down at you in crazed admiration.

“(Name),” his breathy voice quivered, “Let me take care of you.”

The full extent of the danger you were in crashed down upon you. You pushed off the table, trying to put as much distance between him and yourself as you possibly could. You sprang to your feet, the sudden movement causing another rush of debilitating pain to pulse through your brain. Your vision had become so hazy that you could barely make out the man in front of you, and the tears that were pooling in your eyes weren’t helping any. You backed away slowly, your legs straining as you felt your body become impossibly heavy. At this point the only thing keeping you alert and upright was the threat that loomed before you.

“You need to leave Joseph,” You commanded, hoping your voice sounded much braver than you felt, “Right now.”

“Leave, with you barely able to stand on your feet? What kind of man would I be if I left you like this right now?” Though you had a hard time seeing his expression, you could definitely hear anticipation dripping from his voice, the implications causing you to shudder.

You grimaced, a cold sweat starting to coat your skin, “Get out of my house Joseph or I’ll-“

Before you could say another word, his lips crashed hard into your own, causing a short circuit in your brain. You let out a small gasp, granting him further access as he began feverishly conquering your mouth with his own. You tried to twist away, but that only caused him to pull you taut against him, locking you in place. His large hands snaked down your back, cupping and groping your curves as he traveled lower and lower.

His lips eventually released your own, instantly shifting focus to the exposed skin of your neck. As he sucked and nibbled, marking you in ways he had no right to, your resistance was growing less and less. In a short time, you couldn’t hold yourself up at all any longer, relying solely on Joseph’s constricting grip to keep you vertical. A whimper escaped your lips as he latched onto your neck particularly hard, his hands at the same time gripping your ass with a possessive squeeze.

“I can make you feel so good, (Name),” he whispered in your ear gruffly, lust dripping from his words, “You deserve the love I can give you.

“Joseph,” you choked, tears streaming steadily down your cheeks as the last of your consciousness was fading away, “Why are you doing this?”

“Because you belong with me baby, you always have.”

Those were the last words you heard as your body succumbed to the darkness.

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+* CandyK0rn’s JJBA Master list+*

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Part One:

Fluff:

Instruments I think different jojo characters would play

Includes: Jonathan, Erina, Lisa Lisa, Joseph, Okuyasu, and Giorno

Part Two:

Fluff:

Caeser Zeppeli x reader

Caeser Zeppeli x oblivious! reader

Angst:

Caeser and s/o making up after a fights

Part Three:

Fluff:

Stardust Crusaders in a relationship headcanons!

Includes: Kakyoin, Avdol, Jotaro, and Polnareff

Jotaro with an s/o that play fights!

Polnareff x oblivious! Reader

Kakyoin and Jotaro with s/o on birthday

Angst:

Stardust Crusaders comforting s/o after a nightmare

Jotaro and s/o making up after a fight

Includes: Jotaro, Kakyoin, Avdol, Polnareff

Part Four:

Fluff:

Part four gang in a relationship headcanons

Includes: Josuke, Rohan, Okuyasu, Koichi, and Yukako

What the part four gang would look for in an S/o

Includes: Josuke, Rohan, Okuyasu, Koichi, Yukako

Josuke x reader with crazy style

Josuke x oblivious!reader

Josuke x reader on reader’s birthday

Mikitaka in a relationship headcanons

Angst:

Part four characters reacting to getting rejected

Includes: Josuke, Rohan, Okuyasu, and Kira

Part Five:

Fluff:

Bucci gang reacting to nicknames

Includes: Trish, Giorno, Bruno, Abbacchio, Mista, Narancia, Fugo

Bucci gang accidentally saying “ I love you” at the end of a phone call. ( Choose your ending)

Includes: Giorno, Bruno, Narancia, Abbacchio, Fugo, Mista

Giorno Fluff Alphabet

Bucci Gang reacting to birthday gift being given to them

Includes: Bruno, Abbacchio, Fugo, Narancia, Mista

Bucci Gang reacting to Giorno fangirls

Includes: Bruno, Abbacchio, Fugo, Narancia, Mista

Bucci gang ideal dates

Includes: Bruno, Abbacchio, Narancia, Mista, Fugo

Bruno x reader who play fights

Trish accidentally saying, “ I love you” at the end of a phone call

Angst:

Abbacchio and s/o making up after a fight

Thanks for looking!

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[j0j0stuff]

Hey there

I’m Alex, I’m new to this. I love writing and JJBA so I figured I’d make a Oneshots and Headcanons blog.

I will do SFW and NSFW stuff, and I don’t really have any limits in regards to kinks. I’ll do any characters from any parts. (Except for children unless it’s like a normal kid-parent oneshot)

Uhh that’s about it. Just send all your requests to my ask box :))))))

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Old Times

Caesar Zeppeli x male reader

Requested by: @weeaboo-god

As requested, this is set during Stardust Crusaders, just so everyone knows. Please enjoy. 

The airport was filled with all types of people. People returning to the country, people leaving the country, people picking up those who were returning and people dropping off those who were leaving. The building was alive with activity. 

When [Name] and Caesar had received the call from Joseph, asking for their help with a delicate situation all the way in Japan, they were more than a little surprised. It had been some time since they last saw each other in person but they did remain in contact with phone calls and messages. The trio had been through far too much to simply say their farewells and depart their friendship after the defeat of the Pillarmen. 

Rather than discarding the friendship stained with those awful memories that plagued their minds for the years after it, they used it to grow stronger. Caesar had vowed that he would never allow a threat like the Pillarman rise again, using that as a drive to further master his Hamon, as [Name] did. With the mastery of their Hamon, it had proved more than beneficial in multiple situations. And so when they got the call from Joseph, they jumped on the first plane to Japan -with the help of the Speedwagon Foundation, of course- and were no searching for the Joestar. 

“He did say he was going to meet us at the airport, right, caro?” Caesar asked, emerald eyes scanning the crowds of people for his friend. If you had bumped into both Caesar and [Name] in the street, you would have guessed them to be no older than their early thirties. Another benefit of their Hamon mastery. 

“I believe so. Maybe he’s in the car park?” Either that or Joseph was running late. The latter seemed more accurate as this was Joseph they were talking about.The man couldn’t have been trusted with the car, or that time he had one job to do in Air Supplena Island and it resulted in everyone’s whites being dyed different colours. It had taken all [Name]’s strength to stop his lover from beating Joseph to a pulp. Caesar had always loved his light coloured clothing, and he still did. 

“Come on, let’s look around a little, he might-” [Name]’s words were cut off by a familiar voice. 

“CAESAR! [NAME]!” Well, if they wanted to to be undetected by anything, that was thrown out the window. But [Name] could not deny the bubbling joy he felt at the sight of his life-long friend. Caesar just had enough time to turn around when he was tackled into a hug by Joseph, almost knocking the pair to the floor if [Name] hadn’t caught them, a bright smile on his lips. These two hadn’t changed despite the years. 

Joseph pulled [Name] into the crushing hug as well. For a moment, it was as if the past fifty years had not happened. That they were all still on Air Supplena Island under Lisa Lisa’s training. A sense of warmth surrounded [Name] at it, returning the hug the best way he could to both Joseph and his husband. 

“Haha, look at us, the gang’s back together!” Joseph smiled brightly at this, and [Name] caught a glimpse of the smile on Caesar’s lips as well. No matter how his husband tried to portray himself, he couldn’t deny that friends and family was everything to the blonde Italian. Once he finally released his hold on the two males, he told them the car was waiting for them and he would explain on the way. 

Apparently, Holly had fallen victim to something dangerous. The manifestation of a Stand. Though, unlike Joseph and his grandson Jotaro, the Stand was harming Holly. [Name] could not recall the last time he saw the concern in Joseph’s face as he explained it. It all tied back to the battle between Joseph’s grandfather, Jonathan Joestar, and a man named Dio. And Joseph reached out to his life-long friends, asking them for their help in saving his daughter’s life. 

How could they refuse?

***

[Name] kneeled beside the unconscious woman. His knowledge of Stands was something he had taken up after a strange encounter he had with a thug a handful of years ago, it was limited but he used what he could. His hands rested gently against Holly’s abdomen, softly flowing Hamon through her body in hopes to ease her pain. It seemed to but only a little, still a little was better than nothing. 

Joseph had told them that in order to break this curse on Holly was to find Dio and kill him. With what they were told about this Dio, he posed a threat that brushed too close to that of the Pillarmen. And that worried Caesar. He had almost lost his beloved during the battle with Whamu, the [Hair colour] man was holding onto life by a hair thread. He did not wish to endure that pain again, or worse, lose [Name] entirely. 

“Caesar, we have to help them. Joseph is our friend and-” [Name]’s voice was hushed as he spoke with Caesar outside the room. The blonde had practically dragged him out to talk about this when Joseph explained the situation. 

“[Name], think about this for a moment. We are going against something we have very little knowledge of. His power is unknown to us.” His voice matched his husband’s in volume, not wanting the others to overhear them, and his tone was stern yet concerned. [Name] took Caesar’s hand into his. 

“Tesoro, we cannot turn our backs and flee. Not from something like this. We have faced the horrors that was the Pillarmen and we made it through. He brought Caesar’s hand up to his cheek, lightly nuzzling against his lover’s hand, an action he often did. “If there is a chance to stop him before he can grow too strong, then I will take it. I will not let the Joestars’ suffer from this.” 

Out of all three of them, [Name] had always been the compassionate one. The one who cared more of others than himself and that didn’t bother him in the slightest. After all, he risked his life to save Caesar and Joseph, and [Name] will do it again without a second thought. 

“But, I can’t lose you.” [Name] smiled fondly at Caesar. He was always so protective of him. Despite all they have been through, Caesar was always worried that [Name] would be taken from him. [Name] would never allow that. He will remain by Caesar’s side no matter what. Just as he had promised him in their wedding vows. 

“And you won’t. I am not leaving your side any time soon, Caesar. You know that.” With that, [Name] softly kissed him. Caesar gave in. [Name] was right. They couldn’t leave Joseph’s family to suffer like this -Joseph would be there if it was their family suffering- and they could stop a dangerous threat before it became too much for them to stop. 

Caesar smiled softly at him, gently caressing his face a little. “I love you, [Name].” He said, pressing another kiss on his lips. He has loved every bit of him from the day they first met all those years ago. And he will continue to love him in the years to come.

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battle tendency

{❆} angst {✿} fluff {☾} dark content {✞} nsfw

❥ JOSEPH JOESTAR

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all joseph content

❥ CAESAR A. ZEPPELI

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all caesar content

❥ ELIZABETH “LISA LISA” JOESTAR

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all lisa lisa content

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[fortune-fool02]

Happy Birthday, Caesar

Caesar Zeppeli x female reader

This is my post to celebrate Caesar Zeppeli’s birthday. Happy Birthday Caesar Zeppeli!

Please enjoy.

They had been planning this day for the past two weeks, whispering behind closed doors and late at night without the blonde Italian knowing about it. Secret phone calls made when he was out or asleep. His recovering injuries did help with that as he did rest more after his brutal battle against Whamu.

Everyone had a role to play in order for this to go correctly. For the two weeks, everyone had to pretend that they didn’t know Caesar’s birthday was coming up, which the blonde didn’t seem to mind -almost as if he had forgotten himself; the others used information they got from Caesar to know exactly what to buy him. 

Then, on the day of his birthday, Mr Speedwagon had given Caesar a call from his car, asking him to run a quick errand for him. Caesar was more than happy to do so, leaving him out the house for a few hours, giving the others plenty of time to get everything ready. 

Joseph, Smokey and Mr Speedwagon had the job of decorating the house, [Name], Lisa Lisa and Suzie Q set up the food. The presents were already wrapped and ready for Caesar when he go home. 

“Is he here yet, Smokey?” Joseph asked, helping Mr Speedwagon staple a banner on the wall. Smokey shook his head, keeping watch for the blonde birthday man. He had helped with a good portion of the decorations and now was put on watch-out as Caesar would be home any minute. The small buffet was ready, the decorations were practically finished and now they were waiting for him. 

“I think he will be surprised once he sees this lot.” Mr Speedwagon commented once the final banner was put up, a smile on his lips. With all that they have endured, they deserved this, especially Caesar. Today was Caesar’s day, no one else’s. 

Smokey turned to them, his voice a little hushed. “He’s coming!” At that, Joseph rushed over and turned off the lights, shrouding the room in darkness and everyone waited. 

***

His hand ran through his golden blonde hair, a soft sigh slipping his lips. The errand Mr Speedwagon was a little longer than he expected but he didn’t mind, it gave him something to do and kill time. Plus, he was more than happy to help Mr Speedwagon. 

He unlocked the front door and entered the house he and [Name] have called home for the past few months, to find the lights off. Confusion filled him. It was not that late, was it? Had [Name] gone out to the shops or something? Perhaps-

“SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CAESAR!” The started screech that left his lips erupted laughter from them; the adrenaline rushing through his veins dying down slowly upon realising there is no threat, only his friends and loved ones. His emerald eyes took in the decorations and the silly party hats they wore. 

[Name] stepped towards him, pulling him into a hug, that sweet smile on her lips. “You didn’t really think we forgot, right?” He tore his eyes away from the decorations and down at her, 

“In truth, even I forgot.” He was not lying. After what happened with the Pillarmen, Caesar had forgotten all about his birthday. Joseph walked over, his flesh hand patting his back with a bright smile. 

“Well, aren’t you lucky that we didn’t. Now, come on, we got you presents.”

The evening was amazing for him. Each present was more than he could have asked for, even the silly things that Joseph knew he would love. The games they played were packed with fun, except from when they almost broke an ornament that Lisa Lisa was just able to save. Then when Joseph and Smokey tried to playfully fight over the last slice of pizza, only for Caesar to lean over and snatch it, a smug smile on his lips as he did. No one objected though. 

***

A soft sigh slipped [Name]’s lips, snuggling closer to Caesar as they both laid on the grass, watching the stars that decorated the night sky. The party had finished not too long ago and the two decided to finish the day by star-gazing, something they always enjoyed doing together. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close. 

Ever since he first met her, Caesar knew that [Name] was the one. His other half, the one person who made him feel complete and whole. 

“Thank you for the wonderful birthday, il mio amore.” he said, pressing a kiss on her head, making a smile lift her lips. 

“I am glad you enjoyed it, Caesar.” He smiled warmly at her. Whatever angle had blessed him with [Name] had bestowed the light in his life again. Igniting a sense of belonging that he had not felt in quite some time. The feeling of being important to someone. 

Having [Name] by his side was all he could ever wish for.