(+18 only and Gore Warning) Blood, Guts and Romance (and BDSM). Curently obessed with several anime characters and all thing black. I look spooky but Im really nice. (^-w-^) collared and owned by Kain Batrius (Fuck It)
Pls pls pls share any thoughts / headcanons / aNYTHING NSFW about our boi Jason Todd I'm a slut for him all day every day 🤤
if u have nipple piercings it’s game over for u. he goes crazy for them. literally develops a fixation, spends at least 20 mins playing with them every time u fuck, plays with them using his teeth... kinda gets off on being sadistic and tugging on them
likes holding u up eg. against a wall or in the shower. it makes him feel strong and he has a bit of a size kink, so he really likes to just pick u up and go to town. wrap ur arms around his neck while he does it and he melts
furthermore... loves it if u kneel when sucking him off
the best sex with jason is in the middle of the night. he feels safe with u, u both wake up a little horny, he presses u into the mattress and fucks u slowly while he looks into ur eyes 🥰 u will come at least 3 times before he considers letting go
he doesn’t send nudes but oh god does he like receiving them. sometimes he gets cheeky and asks u for a picture. he lets u know what he’s doing while he looks at it it’s so hot okay
Jason's boots definitely add like another 3 inches, he's like 6'4 to 6'7 rq. So I feel like he'd enjoy railing you over a table on his boots, im just saying
Yk I love the fact that we collectively decided to make this man 6'3 when he's like 6'0...either way is waaay taller than me so 🤷🏽♀️
You're on your tip-toes, bend over that cold kitchen aisle as your hands are flat in the surface trying to keep you steady.
Even in your attempts to keep up with him, Jason still has to tight, bruising grip on your hips while pounds into you at a fast pace.
Jason usually is a passionate lover who likes to take his time to set up the mood, but tonight has been different. He came home stressed, things went wrong in patrol and he will prefer to take all this anger in fucking the soul out of you rather to confront his problems at the moment.
So after a passionate make out session that left you breathless, Jason bend you over and took your right there on the spot he found you.
He didn't even cared about taking of his garments, Jason still had the upper part of his suit on, alongside side the combat boots. The only thing that was out of the way were his pants and underwear that were below his knees.
You in the other hand had your skirt lifted up so it now was resting nicely on your back, and your panties were left forgotten on the cold floor.
The only thing that can be heard are your mewls mixes with his grunts, your both past the capacity of talking at this point due to the lust and pleasure that has clogged your brain.
"You feel so fucking good!" Jason grunted as he grabbed you by the neck and pulled you closer. The way his breath speed up and how his thrusts became messier, it was easy to point out that he was getting close." I fucking love you and your cunt, ah yes"
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, mentions of violence, language, smut, stalking and scenting.
Stalker Dark! Omega Reader x Alpha! Bucky Barnes
Previous: One, Two
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Summary | A shy but obsessive and dangerous Omega sets her sights on the perfect Alpha - Bucky Barnes - who has a little darkness of his own.
Catherine sits within your sights, her flirty laughter and hands all over Bucky while you take a long sip of your drink at the bar, his favorite carved knife between your fingers as you play with it.
Laura got off easy. A fractured leg and a few broken ribs. Probably surgery for her nose, depending on what the doctors day, Mr. Dennison had rattled off in front of you while you looked on in shock.
What a shame, you think.
You could have planned it better.
But for now, your attention settles on them both, Bucky’s hand cupping her cheek while he kisses her. Tossing back the last of your drink, you slip off the chair, tossing a hefty trip on the table before you leave. There’s preparation to be had and a knife to return.
I really love your writing. If you are still taking requests- could you please do one where bucky and the reader both have sons and meet through their playdate and they start dating and their sons are really good friends? this would absolutely make my day! Have a good one!!
YES YES YES, this was so wholesome I loooove this idea so much, dad!bucky is just adorable 😭 Your kids would absolutely be rooting for you to get together from the get go.
Just gonna use all the baby names my bf and I have decided on for fanfics lmao sorry not sorry
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word count: Probably 3K+
Summary: Your son Ollie has a new kid in his class so you invite him and his dad over for dinner!
Warnings: Fluff, divorce mention, tiny injury mention mostly just cuteness though! No toxic masculinity, we ain’t doing that shit here!!
“Mommy, mommy! I made a new friend today!” Your son’s excitement was contagious as he ran out of the school gates, his oversized backpack making him look even smaller than he really was. His eyes were bright with joy and you prayed they’d stay that way forever.
“That’s great news kiddo! Where are they?” You smiled brightly, scooping him up and resting him on your hip, groaning dramatically at his weight, making him giggle. You were so thankful that even at seven years old, he didn’t think he was too cool for hugs from his mom yet. Your kid definitely wasn’t the reserved type. He talked to everyone in his class and he just seemed to make friends wherever he went. He was a little boy to be proud of, always trying to include everyone at playtime and he would share his snacks with the world if he could.
His little head whipped around, his eyes scanning the playground for the new kid in class.
“That’s him!” He squealed, pointing to a little boy being collected by a man you assumed was his dad. You didn’t recognise either of them which was unusual in your village. Everyone knew everyone here.
“He seems like a nice boy. Do you wanna invite him over? He can stay for dinner if you like?” You suggested, knowing what your son’s answer would be before you even asked. His head nodded like his neck was loose, making you laugh, setting him down again before crossing the short distance over to the young boy. Being the mom with the outgoing kid often meant you were expected to be outgoing yourself.
You could hear their little conversation as you headed over.
“Well, did you have a good day champ?” The dad asked and the little boy nodded. “You make any friends?” The boy nodded again slowly.
“Yeah, I made a friend.” He replied softly. It wasn’t hard to see the kid was shy but it also wasn’t hard to see how the dad’s heart sank hearing his son had only made one friend.
“Hey, nice to meet you! You guys must be new around here?” You smiled, reaching out your hand to shake the dark haired man’s. He took it gratefully, giving it a squeeze before letting it drop.
“Yes, we’re new! We just moved in up the road, I’m Bucky and this is Thomas.” He grinned, ruffling his son’s hair.
“Oh no way! Ollie and I actually live up that way too, you guys didn’t buy the Stevenson’s old house did you?” You quizzed, knowing that the house in your development had been sold recently.
“We did actually! It’s now the Barnes’ residence.” Bucky smiled, clapping his hand on his son’s shoulder proudly. God he was charming, his smile so happy and effortless but you couldn’t help but notice your son tugging on your sleeve.
“Mom, can Thomas and I play now?” He whined dramatically, Bucky’s heart swelling at the smile on Thomas’ face at the thought of having a friend to play with.
“Yeah, I was gonna ask you, Ollie was wondering if Thomas would like to come over for dinner? Just to give them a chance to play and I’m sure Ollie can introduce Thomas to some of the other kids in the neighbourhood, they’re all really nice. But if you would rather take the time to get settled into your new home I completely understand, we can rearrange.” You offered, having to get to the point much sooner than you would’ve liked because of your son’s impatience. Thomas’ eyes were wide with excitement, almost buzzing with joy.
“Can I go dad, pleeeeeaaaasssseeee?” He pleaded, giving Bucky the cutest pout you’d ever seen.
“I don’t know kid, you have school in the morning and it’s not fair to make this nice lady go out of her way to make you dinner.” You weren’t sure how Bucky could even consider saying no to such a cute little face.
“You’re more than welcome too Mr Barnes, and if you have a partner, bring them along too, it’s not a bother.” You smiled warmly, Thomas almost beaming, seeing you negotiate on his behalf.
“You know what, that sounds nice. It’s uh, just me though, I’m single at the moment.” He added quietly.
“So is my mom!” Ollie grinned happily, making you laugh. It didn’t take much to see the cogs turning in his and Thomas’ heads, clearly trying to pull some devious plan together. Well, as devious as it gets for two seven year olds.
“Well that’s perfect then! Give me half an hour to tidy up around the house and then come on over, we’re in number 27.” You couldn’t help but feel quite excited at the thought of having some adult company for a change. Sure, you had your friends and the ladies in your book club but it had been ages since you actually had a man over for dinner, even if it was in the most innocent context.
“Please don’t go to any trouble for us doll, honestly.” Bucky insisted, clapping a gloved hand on his son’s shoulder. You couldn’t say you had noticed the glove until now, especially since you had shook his right hand but you didn’t question it.
“It’s no trouble, we’ll see you soon!” You smiled, you and Ollie heading towards the car.
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Ollie ran up the stairs to get changed as soon as you got home, leaving you to tidy up the living room, dropping his toys into the basket, straightening the cushions on the sofa, plugging his iPad in to charge and running around with the hoover quickly to get all the little crumbs. You just had enough time to lay out a tray of cookies before the doorbell rang, Ollie dashing back downstairs so quickly you were surprised he didn’t give himself a nosebleed. Opening the door you saw Thomas and Bucky, Bucky holding a lovely bunch of flowers.
“Hey! These are for you, just a little thank you for having us.” Bucky smiled sheepishly, reaching them out to you. You could smell the big pink lilies straight away, smiling to yourself that he had guessed your favourite flowers somehow.
“Oh my goodness, you had no need to do that, thank you Bucky. Gosh, you told me not to go to any trouble and here you are, turning up with flowers.” You teased, inviting them in so you could find a vase.
“There are some cookies and juice in the kitchen, you boys can help yourselves. Can I get you anything Bucky? A coffee or lemonade or some juice?” You asked, filling a vase with water and arranging the flowers inside, deciding you could just sort them out later.
“A coffee would be great if you don’t mind.” Bucky smiled, making himself comfortable on your sofa, taking in all the photos scattered around the room. Most were of you and Ollie through the years, but there were a few of Ollie on his own too, all smiling and happy. He couldn’t help the warmth that spread through his chest at such adorable family photos, seeing how you and Ollie had grown together and still remained so close.
The boys seemed to have taken the opportunity to dart outside, playing soccer together on the grass. Their contented little laughs filled the afternoon air as they clumsily tried to tackle the ball from each other. You handed Bucky his mug of coffee, settling in beside him on the sofa to watch your sons play through the sliding glass door that separated your living room from your garden.
“I haven’t seen Thomas this happy in… Well, ever.” Bucky admitted quietly, taking a sip from the mug.
“He’s always been so shy. We, uh, moved around a lot these past few years so I guess he didn’t really get a chance to get settled in any of the schools he’s been to before.” It almost seemed like he felt guilty, like he was responsible in some way for his son’s reserved nature.
“He’s a good kid Bucky. Give him time, he’ll come out of his shell. Ollie will make sure of that.” You laughed quietly, knowing your son’s outgoing personality would probably force Thomas to adapt very quickly.
“You know, I think Ollie is exactly what Thomas needs. Thomas is just so shy, especially around kids his own age. I’m really surprised at how well he’s taken to Ollie.” Bucky actually seemed relieved that his son had made a new friend in Ollie so quickly but his worry made sense. Moving house alone is stressful enough but with the added pressure of uprooting your child in the process, especially a child as reserved as Thomas, you realised Bucky must have lost sleep over this for weeks.
“He’ll fit right in here, I promise, all the kids are so lovely. By the end of the week you won’t even be able to remember all his new friends’ names.” You promised, Bucky huffing out a little laugh, hoping that you were right before a wail from the garden distracted you both. Instinctively, you both shot up, running outside to see what all the fuss was about. You made it out first, Bucky following close behind you to find Thomas on the ground, nursing a skinned knee, tears streaming down his little cheeks, probably more from shock than anything else.
“Oh Tommy, what did you do?” Bucky asked softly, cradling his son’s face in his huge, ungloved hand.
“Dad, I fell!” Thomas sobbed with a little whimper as he looked down at the angry red patch on his knee, pricked by little specks of blood and caked in dirt
“It’s okay buddy, c’mere, let’s get you cleaned up.” Bucky soothed softly, scooping his little boy up effortlessly, carrying him inside.
“Here, pop him up on the counter, I’ll get the first aid kit.” Bucky did as you asked while you retrieved the little kit from the top shelf of one of your kitchen cabinets that was dedicated to miscellaneous junk, Ollie following quickly on your heels, concerned for his new friend.
You set the kit on the counter, pulling out an antiseptic wipe and a plaster large enough to cover the graze while Bucky pulled the glove off to wash his hands in the sink, getting ready to save the day. You noticed his hand was a metal prosthetic but didn’t say anything, just taking a second to admire how fluid each of the joints were.
“No dad! Want Ollie’s mom to do it!” His request startled both of you but after Bucky nodded, giving you permission, you stepped forward, washing your hands before starting to tend to the cut.
“This is gonna sting a little honey, okay? You gonna be brave for me?” You asked quietly, Thomas’ tears subsiding already, soothed by your calm voice. The way he gritted his teeth and nodded made you smile a little, doing his very best to be brave.
You could tell the wipe stung as you dragged it gently over the broken skin, little cries escaping Thomas’ lips but he was mostly silent as you worked.
“You’re doing so well, you know that?” You offered with a little smile, noticing how the edges of his own lips turned up too, despite the pain.
“Just gonna give you a plaster, okay?” You asked, dropping the wipe into the bin and unwrapping the plaster carefully before pressing it to his knee.
“There, all better?” Thomas’ little nod was timid but agreeable, reaching his little arms out so you could help him down from the counter.
Bucky’s heart was melting, crumbling in his chest watching how gentle and considerate you were with his son, treating him completely as your own. He didn’t want to admit it, you were his only friend here after all, it wouldn’t be wise to try to pursue anything romantic with you yet but his fatherly instincts were telling him you were nothing short of perfect.
He couldn’t help how his mind wondered to images of your families blended together, stealing kisses from you on hot nights while your boys kept each other company, thoughts of birthday parties and family holidays, thoughts of your house filled with more children the two of you had together. God, he was getting so ahead of himself but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt like this about someone so quickly, relationships were so much harder as a single father but knowing you would understand his situation was even more comforting. You were just so effortlessly beautiful that he found it so hard to tear his eyes away from you. But you couldn’t possibly feel the same way about him, he needed to get the idea out of his head. You were just being a good neighbour.
You had hunkered down to Thomas’ level, giving his hair a little ruffle before he attacked you with a hug, almost knocking you backwards onto the tiled floor.
“Thank you Miss.” His voice was small but at least he seemed to be in better form now, his little face buried in your shoulder.
“Oh honey, don’t be silly. You’re so welcome. You feel all better now?” You laughed softly and he gave a big nod.
“You wanna go play again Thomas? I can show you my PlayStation instead.” Ollie offered brightly, glad to see his friend had recovered. Thomas practically shot out of your arms, the pair of them racing down the hall to the games room, Thomas’ bad knee clearly forgotten about.
“Thanks for cleaning him up. He’s really taken a shine to you.” Bucky smiled, helping you tidy up while you washed your hands again.
“It’s nothing, don’t even worry about it. Sometimes they just need a pair of gentler hands.” You smiled softly, nodding a little to his prosthetic.
“You… You don’t mind my hand?” He quizzed, a little taken aback. He had always kept it hidden in the fear that it would cause problems or scare away neighbours or give the kids at school a reason to bully Thomas. He didn’t want to be singled out as different any more than was necessary.
“No? Why would I mind your hand? It’s really impressive actually, I’ve never seen a prosthetic so cool.” The little smile you offered Bucky as you spoke had him falling head over heels. You didn’t care. This was his biggest physical insecurity and you thought it was cool. He had done his best to keep it covered since making the move to suburban life but he never thought he could possibly embrace it. So with that, his jacket came off, his whole arm now on display given he was wearing a t-shirt.
“Oh wow, Ollie is gonna love it, he’ll be absolutely obsessed! You mind if I touch it?” You asked quietly, taking in the beautiful dark metal, lined with gold along the ridges. As if this dark, handsome stranger couldn’t get any more attractive, now here he was with an awesome prosthetic.
“Knock yourself out doll.” Bucky chuckled at your unexpected request but loved how your fingertips ghosted so gently over the metal, how reverently you examined the arm, half out of curiosity, half in awe. He was so used to feeling like a lab specimen or like an exhibit in a museum but right now he felt cared for. Like your interest was borne from a place of innocent wonder rather than malice.
“I’m sorry, that was probably really weird.” You laughed sheepishly after a moment, noticing how close you had got in the kitchen.
“It’s okay sweetheart. I’ll tell you the story about it some day if you’d like.” He offered quietly, his eyes trained on your lips, willing himself not to lean down and take them in his own.
“You’re really single?” You breathed out, almost from nowhere, his intense stare at your lips emboldening you, knowing he was thinking exactly the same as you.
“Yeah sweetheart, free as a bird.” Bucky’s own plump lips were pulled into a little smile as you leaned over tentatively, giving him a little peck. That quick peck wasn’t nearly enough for both of you since now you had started, you just needed more. Glancing up at Bucky, you knew he was thinking the same.
“Fuck it.” He growled, losing every semblance of self control that he ever had and giving you a real kiss. His tongue sliding over yours, both your eyes closed, metal hand holding your neck. God, he made your knees weak with that one kiss, pouring all his longing into it.
When you finally pulled apart, you couldn’t help but feel mortified.
“Shit, we shouldn’t have done that.” You whispered softly, running a hand nervously through your hair.
“Why not angel? We’re both grown ups.” Bucky tried his best to ease your guilty conscience, not wanting to make life awkward for Ollie and Thomas. “No harm in a kiss, doesn’t ever need to happen again.”
“But what if I want it to happen again?” You asked, cheeks burning red.
“Oh angel, all you gotta do is ask.” He beamed, pressing his lips to yours once more, resuming the kiss with the same burning passion as before.
“MOM, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Ollie’s giggle came out more of a shrill, excited scream. You and Bucky separated so quickly, Thomas laughing uncontrollably behind Ollie.
“Nothing honey, do you need something?” You asked, trying to change the subject and save yourselves any embarrassment.
“YOU WERE KISSING MY DAD!” Thomas shrieked, while Bucky buried his face in his flesh hand.
“DOES THAT MAKE BUCKY MY DAD? THAT WOULD BE SO COOL!” Ollie began, his brain clearly going far too fast.
“THEN THAT MEANS YOUR MOM IS MY MOM! WE’RE BROTHERS!” Thomas added happily.
“You’re getting way ahead of yourselves, boys.” Bucky chastised with a hearty laugh. “Is this a bad time to ask you out on a date?” He chuckled quietly in your ear.
“It sounds like the boys would have no objections.” You giggled to yourself. “Sure Bucky, I guess a date would be nice, before the boys start wedding planning.” Bucky’s heart thumped excitedly at the thought of a wedding, reaching down to squeeze your flesh hand in his metal one.
Life with kids was messy but at least it kept you on your toes.
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Notes: This is my first time writing smut or fanfiction please be nice. I also want to say a huge thank you to all the ladies who encouraged this! I love you all so much and hope you enjoy!!
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I awoke to the sun peeking through my curtains, knowing it shouldn’t be much after eight o'clock. Meaning I had just enough time to eat and get ready for work, without being too far behind schedule. I manage to haphazardly make my way down the stairs and putting together something to eat. Which per usual just happens to be a bowl of cereal, something to help scarf down my pills. After that I manage to make it back to my bedroom and throw on some work clothes. Which just happens to be some leggings and a t-shirt. The entire dread of today seeping into my skin, I know this is the last day I have to work before I have a week off for my heat, but I just feel terrible already and know it’s not going to go well. Even though my drive is peaceful, I still can’t help that itching irritation at the back of my mind. Leading to a spiral of thoughts, that end at I have no other option than to make it through today as quick as possible and everything will be okay.
I had originally worked for a larger company that outsourced maids and would typically clean multiple houses a day or throughout the week. That was up until I met my current employer Mr. Pierce, I cleaned his house once and that was it. He told me he’d pay me more than the current maid service I was working for and that I’d only ever have to clean his house. Which was an offer I couldn’t pass up; I was starting to wear myself thin trying to clean so many houses and just scraping by. Mr. Pierce gave me the opportunity to get my life back together and finally have time for myself. Something I really couldn’t complain about. Although he was a cleanly man, he was rather suspicious, only communicated with me through texts and notes, and hated my smell so much I could only clean his house during his work hours. So, I typically came by Monday through Friday and touched up different parts of the house every day.
As I pulled up to his house another bout of eerie shivers ran over me, I couldn’t help but feel as if I was being watched. Reminding myself I had a week off after this shift, I shook off the feeling and began to trudge my way inside. With Pierce being an alpha, I had gotten comfortable being around his scent and tried to limit how much I scented while I cleaned. But as soon as I unlocked the door an entirely new smell hit me, it was nothing like Pierce’s, his typically mistress’s, or business partner’s. A mix of sage and pine, coming off what had to be another alpha and one close to his rut. None of this felt right nor did I think it would be a smart idea to clean the house. Pierce would really be furious if I scented his house during my heat and the scent of whatever alpha was inside was going to cause it. Right as I were about to pull out my phone and call Pierce to explain the dilemma a hand snatched my wrist yanking me inside.
Okay listen, we all know Bucky has some issues regarding him being a “freak”, and I genuinley believe he vibes with modern metal music because of this. Also, the title of the song perfectly describes the Winter Soldier situation. “Something takes apart of me” Is such a meaningful line for him.
Hysteria - Muse
Something about the main riff makes Bucky go feral, I just KNOW it. “I’m breaking out” makes him feel the power and enough so that this song helped him when he felt he needed to do so.
Beauty School - Deftones
Yes, this song is about a blowjob and/or an acid trip, HOWEVER, this song also feels like an out of body experience so of course its perfect for Bucky to lay in the floor to and leave his body. Therapeutic for him. Also, this song is on his sex playlist ofc.
Rock and Roll - Led Zeppelin
The song is just fast and powerful - I feel like Bucky would sort of get nostalgic because of the slight 40s style we hear in the beat.
20th Century Boy - T. Rex
Self explanatory, he is in fact a 20th century boy. Literally.
Man In The Box - Alice In Chains
Bucky felt trapped for so long, he felt like a man in the box to be quite literal.
Make Yourself - Incubus
Bucky went through a time where he wasn’t in control, he had to remake himself. “If you let them make you, they’ll make you paper mache, at a distance you’re strong until wind comes then you crumble and blow away” is a perfect way to describe the deprograming process.
Tear You Apart - She Wants Revenge
Very much Bucky and Hydra revenge model vibes. Also, this goes on the sex playlist.
In-A-Godda-Da-Vida - Iron Butterfly
The song is catchy, can you blame the man for blasting it at 3 am?
Beast Of Burden - The Rolling Stones
Bucky feels like a burden, this song gets him in his feels. This one shows up on the sex playlist too.
Violet - Hole
Yes, this song is about the r word. But, it still is about someone taking control of your body while you can only watch from the backseat. Bucky felt this song in his heart.
I’m Bad, I’m Nationwide - ZZ Top
I just think Bucky vibes with ZZ Top and the triplet in the song is SO sexy you cannot prove me wrong xx.
Combat Baby - Metric
He’s a combat baby point blank period! The song is so sexy too like he is obligated to love the song-
M...mikitaka...dirty talk if you can.. any kinks... i just love him so! Thank you i love your work
how about some sweet ol’ alien sex?
*guttural alien noises of pleasure*
“O-Oh my... this is such a bad time to be in the heat but I’m glad such a lovely human is here to help. You’re so otherworldly, y-you’re making me feel things that I can’t comprehend--are these the carnal desires your species experience?”
Hello! Can I have Josuke, Bruno and Jotaro with a s/o that’s constantly tired and they really wanted to go to sleep so they crawled on top of them, gave them a kiss and just knocked out.
Aight so you technically asked for this while requests were closed, but I forgot to change my ask box title to closed like an idiot, so i’ll cut you some flack since the first thing you saw when you visited my blog is that requests were open.
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Josuke:
-Chances are, you fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position for him.
-But he can’t move now, there’s a sleeping girl on him and any movement is now against the law.
-So, for your sake, he will stay in that position for as long as he needs to, until the end of time, or until his leg falls off from lack of blood. Whatever comes first.
-Even if Josuke was comfortable, though, the rules still apply, and he cannot move a muscle.
-He’ll probably end up falling asleep with you on him, too.
Bruno:
-You fell asleep on the boob window, didn’t you?
-You did.
-Not that Bruno minds, though, he will let you sleep as long as you need.
-He will stroke your hair ever so gently, to lull you to sleep if you were still somewhat awake.
-If he needs to go somewhere because of capo stuff, he will slowly move you into his arms and put you in bed.
-Get used to feeling like a kindergartner who falls asleep in the car and wakes up in bed.
Jotaro:
-If you fell asleep on Jotaro while he was in a weird position, he’ll shift around until he’s comfortable, but not enough that it’ll wake you up.
-Not that he doesn’t care, it’s just he knows you aren’t waking up anytime soon, no matter how much he moves.
-If he needs to do something, he just carries you with him.
-Eventually, you’ll get used to waking up to the sound of Star Platinum’s oras.
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