The first thing I want to say is sorry. Sorry I suddenly disappeared and stopped writing, a day became a week and a week became a month until I simply stopped writing. I’m sorry I never had the thought of letting you guys know what was going on in my life, even if I thought of my blog often I always said “I’ll just say something later this week” and never did.
Many things have happened that I can’t even write in a simple little paragraph and I don’t want to bore you guys with my life events. If there’s something I would love to share is that I had the courage to get a Jotaro tattoo, one I planned for so so long.
there he is!!!!
Again, I’m really sorry that I never kept you guys updated. I really just opened requests and disappeared and I feel really bad about it. I had this overwhelming feeling of wanting to do everything at once and I ended up not doing anything at all. Thank you for still reading my posted stories, it truly means the world to me to see that even when I don’t post anything, people read my stuff!
I wish I could say I’ll come back to it right away, that I’ll be back to posting every other day but I don’t want to keep making promises I won’t be able to fulfill, you don’t deserve to be lied to. While juggling finishing uni, work and my personal life I still struggle to stop for a moment and breathe.
Thank you all so so much for sticking around, for the friends I’ve made along the way and continue to be here. Every single one of you is special to me and every interaction is unique, I read everything and I don’t forget anything.
Hi!! I hope you're doing super well ❤❤ I had this in my mind for a very long time but I was nervous to ask, but now I've got the guts to ask you this! (obviously if you want and can do ;v;) Holly has an italian mother so she can speak italian like (Y/N). They're talking about Jotaro (in italian) in his presence and he's very confused about their conversation but also curious lolol. I'm italian and I thought that this might be a cute fluff oneshot :D Keep up the fantastic work! Luv u ❤❤❤❤❤
REQUEST: Hi!! I hope you're doing super well ❤❤ I had this in my mind for a very long time but I was nervous to ask, but now I've got the guts to ask you this! (obviously if you want and can do ;v;) Holly has an italian mother so she can speak italian like (Y/N). They're talking about Jotaro (in italian) in his presence and he's very confused about their conversation but also curious lolol. I'm italian and I thought that this might be a cute fluff oneshot :D Keep up the fantastic work! Luv u ❤❤❤❤❤
Hello!! I’m sorry this took so long, it’s such a good idea and I never had the inspiration to portray it as it deserved to so I hope you enjoy this (i also used female pronouns, let me know if i should change it for you!) also I used google translate spanish - italian i hope i didn't mess something up heheh thank u so much for requesting this and your encouragement, ti amo!!
Warnings: none, female pronouns, translations at the end.
Jotaro Kujo x Fem! reader
ITALIAN ROOTS
This was not the first time (Y/N) met Holly, they met some months beforehand but it was such a rushed meeting that they barely were able to say “nice to meet you” to each other because of Jotaro’s busy schedule but now it was the first time they actually had the opportunity to sit down and talk. Sitting at the dining table Holly asked a million questions while (Y/N) had a million answers for her, even Jotaro was surprised at how well they were getting along.
He wasn’t paying attention to the conversation but he believed that even if he was he wouldn’t even be part of it anyway. (Y/N) glanced a few times in his direction before continuing with the conversation with Holly who had the biggest smile a woman could have.
Jotaro looked at his phone in his hand and read a few text messages from work, nothing really important. Suddenly Holly gasped and he was quick to turn his attention to whatever made her react like that, (Y/N) had a big smile on her face and Holly looked surprised as she held onto her arms.
“Impossibile, parlo anche italiano!”
He was officially off the hook of the conversation, they were talking in a whole other language now! Jotaro stared at them like they were crazy until he remembered, (Y/N) was italian. They started talking like old friends again, Holly thought for a moment before some sentences but (Y/N) was quick to answer back and what Jotaro thought was helping her with some forgotten words.
Now, Jotaro couldn’t care less about whatever they talked about in whatever language they wanted to do it but the moment they started to talk while looking at him and then giggling messed with his head, were they talking about him?
“Jotaro è l'uomo più bello che abbia mai incontrato.” (Y/N) said looking at him and blushing while Holly clapped her hands together with the biggest smile in her face
“Assomiglia a suo padre!” his mother was quick to add.
Jotaro knew very few Italian words, were they talking about him? He raised a brow and decided to ask, he couldn’t just sit there while they talked about him without knowing what exactly they were saying. Before he could get a word out his mother stood up saying something about dinner being ready and rushing to the kitchen. For a moment the couple was left alone and Jotaro took the opportunity.
“What was that all about?” he asked (Y/N)
“You didn’t tell me your grandmother was italian” she was quick to answer back with a smile “She got really excited about me being italian, she’s really sweet”
“I didn’t think it was relevant” he shrugged “I heard my name”
(Y/N) blushed but didn’t give him an answer and that didn’t help the fact that he wanted to know what the hell they were saying about him
“It wasn’t anything bad tesoro” she said reassuringly and even laughed “Just girl talk”
Jotaro gave her a serious look before breaking a tiny smile, he couldn’t deny it was endearing how well they were getting along and if it meant talking in Italian then maybe he should call grandma Suzi Q and ask her about it.
After that Holly came back carrying dinner for everyone and sat down, the three of them started eating and talking in between, this time in a language Jotaro could take part of the conversation.
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Translations
Impossibile, parlo anche italiano! - Impossible, I also speak Italian!
Jotaro è l'uomo più bello che abbia mai incontrato. - Jotaro is the most handsome man I've ever met.
Assomiglia a suo padre! - He looks like his father!
glad to hear your requests are open! can i get the jojos resting their heads on their s/o lap?
REQUEST: glad to hear your requests are open! can I get the jojos resting their heads on their s/o lap?
Thank u so much for requesting!! I only did the first three since I was in a bit of a hurry but let me know if I should do Josuke, Giorno and Johnny! Hope you enjoy!!
Warnings: none, GN! reader
JONATHAN, JOSEPH, JOTARO RESTING THEIR HEAD ON HIS S/O’s LAP
Jonathan Joestar
Jonathan rests his head on (Y/N)’s lap when he’s relaxed. If they are by the lake after an afternoon walk, they decide to sit on the grass to rest.
He’s really comfortable in their company, occasionally holding hands and even getting bold enough to brush off a leaf that fell on their head.
“The day is so beautiful today, the birds are singing and the sky is clear!” He stretches his arms and as he’s lowering them he also lowers himself until his head is resting comfortably in(Y/N)’s thighs.
They are a bit surprised at first at how smooth that move was but they smile and place a hand on his head, fingers running through his hair. He closes his eyes and has the biggest smile on his face.
Joseph Joestar
He won’t miss the opportunity if he gets the chance. He is really mischievous and he knows how to get away with what he wants. If they are silently reading on a bench while he’s working out he sneaks up on them.
Joseph runs up to where (Y/N)’s seated and he’s quick to place his head on their lap while the rest of him lays down on the remaining space of the bench.
“Can I help you Jojo?” they would ask closing their book for a moment but he just smiles up at them while shaking his head. “I’m just a bit tired from training and your lap looked very comfortable”
(Y/N)’s scoffs at him trying not to laugh at the silly excuse, he’s lucky he’s cute! He might even wrap an arm around their waist to hug them closer almost like a pillow.
Jotaro Kujo
He would never do this willingly or openly, even if there’s nothing else he’d rather do.
(Y/N) knows this and respects the fact that Jotaro is not very fond of PDA, so after a tiring day of fighting enemies in their journey and once back in their hotel, they just lay down and pat their lap to get his attention.
He stares for a minute before he gets the idea and duels on accepting the invitation or keeping to himself, but his head feels so heavy from fighting and from his thoughts that he mindlessly ends up resting his head in (Y/N)’s lap the next minute.
Jotaro falls asleep like this, feeling their hands through his hair and softly caressing his face.
Hello! I was wondering if you could maybe do a hurt/comfort with a reader who’s afraid of thunder and lightning? I’d like Okuyasu if that’s possible. And they/them pronouns for the reader? love your writing by the way!
REQUEST: Hello! I was wondering if you could maybe do a hurt/comfort with a reader who’s afraid of thunder and lightning? I’d like Okuyasu if that’s possible. And they/them pronouns for the reader? love your writing by the way!
Aw I love getting Okuyasu requests!! Thank you so so much for requesting❤️
Warnings: none, neutral reader
Nijimura Okuyasu x GN! Reader
LIGHTNING STRIKES
(Y/N)’s nerves were growing by the second, they could see the dark clouds getting closer and closer outside their classroom window. Their knee bounced up and down in a very anxious matter, not very noticeable for those around them but it was getting worse. Feeling a slight poke in their arm, they turned their head away from the window.
“Huh?” they asked quietly, after all the teacher was still talking at the front.
“You alright?” Okuyasu mouthed, trying his very best to not get any unwanted attention from their teacher.
(Y/N) nodded and gave him a tight smile, the little distraction helped to ease their nerves and to keep their eyes away from the nearing storm outside. They didn’t want anyone to know they were afraid of thunderstorms and the lightning that followed, it was embarrassing! What if Okuyasu noticed? They felt their cheeks grow read until a loud rumble was heard outside. The whole class gasped, it was inevitable for teens to make a huge deal out of these kind of things, what if the lights went out? that would be exciting! or that’s what most thought. Not (Y/N) though.
Raising their hand high and biting their lower lip, (Y/N) tried to get their teacher’s attention desperately and once they did they asked to be excused to the restroom. The teacher couldn’t care less so they just nodded, the teen almost running out into the hallway. They rushed through the long hallway to get to the safest place they knew at the moment, the restroom. A place with no windows and where the sounds of the rain and thunder outside got muffled by thick walls.
This didn’t go unnoticed by Okuyasu, he wasn’t very observant, after all thats what Koichi did best but he couldn’t help but to notice (Y/N)’s odd behaviour (Specially since his attention was on them most of the time, not like they knew this anyway). After another loud thunder and a couple lightning across the clouds outside, the bell rang but no (Y/N) in sight yet.
The students started to pack their things and take out their umbrellas from their bags. Josuke and Koichi were quick to follow too and talk about what could be done about a day like this. (Y/N)’s things laid unmoved from their desk and Okuyasu took it upon himself to shove them into their bag and go look for them, they just went to the restroom right?
(Y/N) looked at their reflection in the mirror after wiping a couple tears and sighted, the faint sound of the ongoing storm outside was slowly growing louder and they needed to go back and pack their things. Shit… they should’ve done that before leaving, now the classroom was probably empty and that made the whole situation much scarier. Letting out a shaky sigh and walked outside but after a couple steps they crashed into someone.
“Oh there you are!” the much taller teen smiled.
“Okuyasu?” their eyes were blown wide looking up at them and seeing two bags over his shoulder.
“Here, I packed your things so you didn’t have to go back on your own!” he handed their bag to them “are you okay? you seem a little distressed…”
“Um… yeah, I’m just…” god, this was embarrassing “I’m just a little scared of storms…”
“A little?” he quirked an eyebrow “You seen very scared of them”
“Yeah okay, no need to rub it in…” they sighed lowering their head. In that moment the hallway was lit up by the lightning outside, (Y/N) let out a cry out of fear and closed their eyes tightly, turning away.
“Hey, it’s alright. Nothing wrong with that!” Okuyasu was quick to reassure them. “We can go to the cafeteria and wait till the storm stops, that way you can go home without walking into the storm!”
“That sounds like a good idea” they said with a trembling voice, their face in their hands.
“Here, you can hold my arm if it makes you feel better” he said offering said arm with a big smile, (Y/N) looked up at him and smiled through their nerves, taking his arm.
They walked to the cafeteria, Okuyasu talking about anything just to drown out the thunder outside and for a moment (Y/N) forgot it was even raining. They sat by a table and continued their conversation, some other students walked in as well, most of them also waiting on the raining to stop so they could walk home safely. An hour passed and the dark clouds got lighter, the rain almost stopped and there was no signs of lightning in the sky.
“Looks like it finally stopped” Okuyasu pointed out after laughing at something they said, (Y/N) turned to the nearby window and gasped
“You’re right! wow I didn’t even notice!”
“That’s what happens when you laugh too hard” he pointed out referring to the loud laughing fit they had not even 5 minutes ago
“Thank you for keeping me company Okuyasu” they smiled at him and Okuyasu felt his cheeks heat up
“It’s- it’s nothing! I had fun talking with you!” They both smiled with red cheeks and looked away
“We should get home then” (Y/N) said taking hold of their bag “Wanna go together?”
“Sure!” Okuyasu was quick to follow them outside into the puddle filled streets.
This is inspired by something that just happened to Giovanna. I chose Rohan as the mysterious japanese man.
This is kind of crackfic-ey, it's not to be taken too seriously, I just had a moment with @gio-is-writing. Please don't expect any quality from this.
Also no beta, we die like men, we take it raw, my gangsters.
You were seated in the boarding room of the airport, rubbing your tired eyes. No matter how much you loved travelling and how relaxing your vacation was, you could never get used to the stress of boarding, moving around from one plane to the other and walking kilometers of huge airport grounds.
You barely had any sleep at all and your neck was killing you from the poor excuse of a nap you took in the preceeding plane. You felt like your head was about to fall off from your shoulders.
Now you could only wait for your seat number to be called for your next flight back home after another bizarre adventure.
You tried to mute out the dull background sound of people in the airport, staring out the large window right to the vast runway where workers were signaling pilots and directing planes to the parking zone and moving around to who knows where, making sure air traffic was fluid and secure.
Barely able to focus on the boring sight, your eyes instead fell upon not what was across the glass but rather was was reflecting it.
Right behind you was a young man, seated just there. You could make out his handsome features and beautiful face from where you were.
Now, you tried not to stare and act like a creep, but no matter what you did to distract yourself, your attention always came back to this beautiful stranger sitting so close behind you.
He seemed to be about your age, nicely-styled dark hair, and with very intriguing sharp eyes. He looked asian-phenotyped, but you could never be sure of his exact origins. You could only guess he was most likely japanese.
He had came from the same plane you just landed from and your departure destination was a place known to be popular amongst the Japanese population, so you speculated.
But how could you confirm? You could never just go talk to him. You just couldn't dare. You couldn't imagine walking up to random people asking them if they were japanese or not based on nothing concrete.
Talking to him was out of the question, you thought to yourself. He looked so handsome and intimidating. A normal, basic person like you couldn't just come up to him and strike a conversation, not even knowing if he spoke your language at all. You couldn't muster the courage to do so.
In a pit of despair, you thought of the brilliant idea of trying to peek at his phone discreetly through the glass reflection. Maybe you could see which language it was set in, clearing up the mystery once and for all.
... But all in vain unsurprisingly.
You rubbed your temples in frustration. You didn't know why you were suddenly so infatuated with this man, but for your defense, he was the most interesting thing in the boring, endless wait of your boarding.
Ah, yes. Like that could work. You just had a thing for coming up with clever ideas that you would never execute.
You thought. Hard. What would your best friend do in this situation? Maybe you should just throw logic out the window and punch him in the face for daring intruding your already fragile peace of mind.
Or maybe on the other end of the spectrum you should go out there and kiss him until he doesn't remember his own name.
Sighing at your own very stupid and mindless thoughts, blaming boredom and exhaustion for them, you glanced back at whatever just made noise somewhere in the boarding room.
It seemed like the mysterious supposedly Japanese stranger had the same idea and glanced behind him, your eyes meeting for a brief moment.
You couldn't help but take in his features once again, this time even more clearly. His eyes were greener than emeralds and his skin looked as gentle and heavenly as porcelain. You couldn't believe how soft yet inexpressive he actually looked like from this close.
You even took in his strange bandana, suddenly curious about the odd shape and thinking that could make for a great conversation starter. Nothing weird about asking some stranger about their fashion, right?
But alas, before you could even think about opening your mouth, the beautiful man had already turned back around to mind his own business.
You pouted, thinking of the lost opportunity. The butterflies in your stomach and the burning warmth in your cheeks completely staining your proper judgement on the situation.
Oh you two must be meant for each other. You looked back at the same time, your eyes met. That was a sign, you could already hear the wedding bells singing your union. Your heart was stammering.
Oh you couldn't wait to tell your best friend all about this fictional husband you haven't even talked to at the airport, knowing they would absolutely approve of your ectoplasmic relationship and would root for you all the way, like the supportive friend they were.
You stood up. Maybe you could walk around a bit in his direction, pretending you had something to check somewhere farther in the boarding room, motivated by your own inside pep-talks.
You had no idea what you were doing but you hoped to get his attention somehow. Who knew what could happen. There were plenty of people out there having incredible stories straight out of movies where they found love in such improbable ways, meeting people from across the world once and ending up meeting them again in impossible circumstances or somesuch.
Maybe the little child inside you wanted to live that kind of fantasy as well.
You suddenly regretted looking so awful today. Make up and hair barely done and hardly bothered to put on nice clothes for the sake of comfort and practicity on a long and tiring trip.
Trying to act as nonchalant as ever yet still elegant, you slightly turned back around, only to realize you couldn't see him anymore.
...What? What was going on? What happened? Did he leave? Was his seat called while you were turned around?
Your heart pounded in anxiety, aching for a moment, thinking it was over. That you had lost him forever. Your one true love. The delusional love of your life. The man of your dreams. A nameless soulmate that you knew nothing about, yet that you would trade everything for, even your life.
Your lips threatened to twitch as your held back tears, regretting every decision in your life that had led you to this suffering, this tragedy. God, why did love hurt so much? Why did you have to be the one to go through this?
"Why..." You sobbed dramatically in the middle of the boarding room, walking shamefully as your heart bled. "Why did you go... Why did you have to leave me- Oh... Nevermind he's right there."
Your theatrical number instantly switched as soon as you realised you had just wandered too far and were actually walking in the wrong aisle, quickly coming back to where your and his seat were.
You did not care for the strange looks you were receiving from people sitting by who thought you were completely mental, which you probably were.
All that mattered, is that your handsome Japanese prince charming, your very own 'Ouji-sama' was right here, looking as beautiful as ever, staring down at his device and completely ignoring your entire existence.
As soon as you got back to where your belongings were, extremely frustrated with your imaginary lover's sheer obliviousness, you heard the echoed sound of the boarding room speakers call your name.
'Passenger L/N Y/N. L/N Y/N seat B-17, is requested for boarding. Please present yourself at the gate immediately."
Your mother, much more reactive than you, hurried to gather your luggage and walked towards the gate where you were expected.
You grabbed your bag from your seat and instantly noticed the object of your obssession stand up, briefly staring at his boarding pass in hand, confirming his own seat number.
He looked up and sent you an effortlessly handsome look, staring down at you for a moment and you swore you saw his eyes widen for a split second before returning back to his resting sharp look.
You blushed and flinched at his intense gaze, feeling squirmy under his scrutinizing eyes. You didn't know what to do with your hands and averted your eyes, deciding to join your mother who was already waiting in line.
'W-w-what the hell?' You panicked as he elegantly strided in your direction, his expensive-looking clothes framing his body so perfectly he looked like some Versace supermodel. 'Is he... Following me or something?! No way...'
Just as you thought he was about to board in the same plane as you, bringing your hopes up, he talked to one of the airline agents.
"I'm so sorry sir. We indeed called the seat B-17, but it's for the flight GW3180. For your flight you need to go to that boarding room, on the far left." The lady instructed, giving him thorough indications as he nodded in understanding.
You slumped your shoulders in defeat. He wouldn't board the same plane as you, he just got mistaken. Of course, you thought unsurprised, he would probably go back to Japan, he had no reason to join you, now did he? That would be one unsuspecting trick of fate.
You could just watch him as he walked away, farther and farther away from your reach, never to be seen again. Your chest tightened as his legs took your love away, guiding him to fly off somewhere out of your reach.
"Oh, you recognize him?" Your mother called out, noticing how persistently you were staring at the fine man. "He does look familiar..."
You looked back at your mother in confusion, your curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"
"He reminds me of that one japanese child you befriended when we came here for vacation. Oh it was years and years ago. You were still a little kid at the time." She chimed, reminiscent of old times.
You blinked. "I... I can't remember at all, I'm not gonna lie."
She hummed. The waiting line not shortening one bit she added, "He couldn't speak our language at all, but no matter what you were telling him, he always acted like he understood you and nodded his head." She chuckled and you smiled.
"That's... That's adorable." Your voice softened, wishing you could have remembered such a wholesome memory. "What else do you recall about him?"
"He loved to draw in the sand with you. I wonder if he ended up becoming an artist. I think his name was.... Hmm.." She furrowed her eyebrows and held her chin, deep in thoughts, "Hold on I can't remember it's been so long..."
"Well, I can't really blame you for not remembering a japanese name you heard once from years ago." You bashfully reassured her, but she still tried to remember.
"No. I know I remembered his name because it was the same at that one famous French art school.... I think it was... Ro.... What was it... Roh...an..? I think. Yes, Rohan."
Your eyes widened at the name. Yout delusional self couldn't barely hold back the joy of finally putting a name to that beautiful face that stole your heart. Needless to say you were quick to jump to conclusions like on a trampoline.
That was it. 'It's got to be Rohan!' you screamed in the comfort of your own mind.
Oh and what a beautiful name it was too. It rolled out the tongue so naturally. Rohan. Rohan...
"Oh but it's probably not him. The odds of meeting a kid years later like that in the same place are too small..." Your mother dismissed as she showed her boarding pass to the gate agents, not aware that she was crushing your tiny little hopes. "Oh well, whatever."
You liked the fantasy of some impossible reunion with a long lost childhood sweetheart love story much better. Especially with the way he stared at you, as if he remembered you, after all those years.
But for now, you just had to board on that plane and go back home pretending your feelings have never existed, for there was nothing you could do about it.
thank you so much for being patient with me, i’m on the last few weeks of the semester and i feel like i have a million things to do and i want to do everything at once (it doesn’t work :/ ) but i’m excited to finally be over with this so i can go back to writing for u all!
have a nice start of your week and please stay safe and healthy❤️
Hi hi hi!! I was wondering if you could write some headcannons about Josuke and Okuyasu (seperate :)) where they have a s/o that loves horror movies!!!! Don't forget to drink some water!!!
REQUEST: Hi hi hi!! I was wondering if you could write some headcannons about Josuke and Okuyasu (seperate :)) where they have a s/o that loves horror movies!!!! Don't forget to drink some water!!!
hello!! thank you so so much for requesting and i’ll drink lots of water! I loved this idea!! Hope you enjoy❤️
Warnings: none, gn! reader
JOSUKE AND OKUYASU WITH A S/O WHO LOVES HORROR MOVIES
Josuke Higashikata
He’s quite surprised at first, he had this idea of watching a scary movie with a significant other and acting as the brave one but seeing how excited (Y/N) got for watching a horror movie had him wide eyed
Josuke will never back down from a horror movie night, (Y/N)’s excitement is also very contagious so he’s more than happy to watch as many movies as they’ll like
He will get scared but he’s good at hiding it (or so he believes), (Y/N) looks back at him with a wide smile after a jumpscare and he will smile back like his body didn’t just shake the whole sofa a moment away
Josuke will take (Y/N) to every horror movie that plays at the local cinema and bonus points if it’s premier night, he also rents any movie that looks scary enough to watch on a friday night
“This one looked pretty scary, just look at that face!”
“Wow Josuke, I think you have a good eye for horror movies!!”
At the end of the day, he doesn’t get scared as much since he spends most of the movie looking down at (Y/N) with a smile plastered in his face
Okuyasu Nijimura
“A-are you sure you want to watch this one?”
“Yeah! It’ll be fun!!”
He curses at the fact that, of every genre known to man, they had to love the horror one.
Okuyasu can be scared but he won’t pass on the opportunity to sit beside his loved one watching a movie, even if his knees shake and he’s biting his nails most of the time
He does the most, of course. He screams his lungs out the moment a jumpscare appears on screen and this has (Y/N) laughing twice as hard. Okuyasu starts to believe they don’t actually love horror movies, but seeing him horrified.
He’s still very fascinated by how excited (Y/N) gets over these movies, talking about the thrill of it all makes him actually be excited as well (then regrets it)
Okuyasu is also very attentive to any criticism they might give if the movie is “not scary enough”, not scary enough??!! he’s still shaking from the whole thing
OMGOMGOMG I totally missed the exact day (May 4th) BUT tbh I thought I started later in the month waaaaaaa!!
I can't believe this blog is a whole ass year old! It has been an amazing year that got me through a lot in the past year, I built a safe space for me and people who enjoy what I do and it grew into something much more special than what I initially thought. I hope that I have provided you all with something where you feel happy and safe, where you can scape if only for a moment.
I have met incredible people who are now family to me, and all my followers and enjoyers who stick by my side, I can't thank you all enough for the incredible support you have offered me. Believe me when I say that every little interaction makes my heart flutter and some of y'all's usernames are engravad in my brain from how crazy, cute and original they are!
God, I'm so happy right now and I'm sorry I've been a little absent lately. I will make up for it and thank you again to everyone who has been here, whether you have been reading me for a year now or just a couple hours, THANK YOU for taking the time to read and appreciate what I do!!
I love you all so very much and I can't wait to write more stuff for you all!
OK OK UMMM Josuke fluff where his s/o wants to forever cuddle with him in bed
REQUEST: OK OK UMMM Josuke fluff where his s/o wants to forever cuddle with him in bed
I wish I could cuddle him forever waaaaaaaaa!!! HOPE U ENJOY THIS, i really enjoyed writing for him again u.u
Warnings: none, Josuke x GN reader
CUDDLES
(Y/N) threw their bag to a corner of the room as they jumped into the bed with the biggest smile and a sigh once they settled into the comfy mattress.
“I’m sure you only visit me for my bed at this point” Josuke frowned walking into the room a second later
“It’s not my fault you have the comfiest bed in Japan” (Y/N) sighed out loud very dramatically with their eyes closed, they could fall asleep any second now
Josuke shed his uniform jacket and placed it on a hanger. It was Friday so (Y/N) came to spend the day at his house, usually they went elsewhere to spend the start of the weekend but today was a specially hot and tiring day so nothing sounded better than to stay inside under the A/C, in a comfy bed with a lover or that’s what (Y/N) said.
Sitting in a corner of the bed Josuke started undoing his shoes
“Hurry up Josuke!” (Y/N) whined pushing him with their foot
“Sheesh, so impatient. I thought you fell asleep already”
“No, I’m missing the most important element”
“What would that be?” he held back a playful grin as he laid down beside them
“You, silly!” they wrapped their arms around his neck as he leaned down to kiss their lips. Josuke smiled and moved both of them to lay together in the bed, it wasn’t big but (Y/N) was right, it was exceptionally soft and comfy.
Josuke had an arm under their head and the other around their waist. He closed his eyes and he felt his body relax, after such a long week to finally be able to let go he sighed and buried his nose in (Y/N)’s hair. Both their breaths started to slow down as the sounds of nature and the small-town activity lulled them to sleep.
A few hours later, the sun lowered and the sky was painted orange. It was not as hot as it was mid-day so people started to fill the streets, groups of young students or couples walking around looking for something fun to do, families enjoying their time together to start the weekend.
Josuke groaned as he woke, stretching in the space he had. Feeling some weight over his almost numb arm he was reminded of his lover beside him. He looked out the window from where he laid and turned back to them, shaking their arm lightly.
“(Y/N) wake up” he called but received a groan and them snuggling deeper into the space between his shoulder and shin “Come on, don’t you want to go out and get some food?”
“No” they were quick to respond “I want to cuddle”
“We already cuddled the whole day; my arm is dying on me” Josuke tried again to move away but was pulled back by (Y/N) who scowled with their eyes still closed.
“Shut up Josuke, I want to cuddle forever”
He laughed and gave into the cuddle again, how could he refuse such a cute and sweet demand. Josuke placed a hand on their back, running his hand up and down in a very calming pace, (Y/N) almost giving in on sleep again.
“Ah, you’re truly the best” they sighed with the brightest smile
“You owe me ice cream” he answered rolling his eyes playfully “and a new arm”
The request is open ? FINALLY A PERFECT OPPORTUNITY
May I ask some fluff with bruno and a reader that having some stomachache for 3 days already (self-indulgent? Yes lol)
Thank you Gio 💕💕
REQUEST: The request is open ? FINALLY A PERFECT OPPORTUNITYMay I ask some fluff with bruno and a reader that having some stomachache for 3 days already (self-indulgent? Yes lol)Thank you Gio 💕💕
Hi!! Its a little short but I really liked the idea of cuddling up to Bruno, I feel like he would sit down for HOURS just to make you feel better, hope you enjoy!! 💕
Warnings: none, gn! reader
STOMACH ACHE
“Aughhh…” (Y/N) whined from the living room. Bruno sighed as he poured another cup of tea for them, they had been sick for almost 3 days with stomach ache and even if it wasn’t nothing fatal, it was getting on (Y/N)’s nerves and worrying Bruno. As he walked back to where they sat, (Y/N) laid down with a hand over their stomach with furrowed brows.
“Do you feel better sitting or laying down?” Bruno asked as he placed the cup in front of them. (Y/N) slowly sat up and barely opening their eyes, they reached for the cup taking small sips.
“I don’t even know, it’s just a constant ache” they said lowly. Bruno’s expression didn’t change, he felt bad that they had to go through this. The last two nights were restless and even if (Y/N) insisted on sleeping somewhere else so he could get some rest, he was quick to shut them down and tell them to rest.
Bruno stood up again and sat back down next to them, rubbing a hand on their back as they slowly leaned into him until they were completely resting. (Y/N)’s face seemed to relax a little at that and a sigh left their lips. He rubbed small and big circles up and down their back, (Y/N) moved to rest their head on his lap.
Minutes ticked by without them noticing until (Y/N) started snoring softly, catching the capo off guard. He smiled knowing they were finally getting some rest, moving the hand to rub on their head and earning a relaxed sigh from (Y/N).
People came and went around the house but Bruno made sure nothing disturbed their sleep, even if his leg felt like crumbling if he stood up he was not going to move. After a few hours (Y/N) started waking up, eyes slowly opening to look up at the beautiful sight that was Bruno.
“How are you feeling?” he asked softly with a smile, running a hand over their cheek as they looked still a little disoriented “That looked like a good sleep”
“I’m feeling much better” they admitted “My stomach doesn’t hurt as much now but I’m still a little tired”
“That’s good to hear amore, is there anything I get you?”
(Y/N) shook their head while rubbing the sleepiness off their eyes, sitting up slowly.
“You stayed here the whole time?”
“Well of course tesoro, how could I live such a beauty sleeping alone?”
(Y/N) giggled and stood up to follow him into the kitchen “How about another cup of tea? I think you have a special touch to it” Bruno smiled and nodded.
After a very long time I’m happy to open them again, requests will stay open for probably this week?? probably less since I don’t want them to be too many but we’ll see how that goes hehe
Hopefully this will keep my brain going now so I can get lots of inspiration❤️I still have two drafts in the works, italian reader and elf reader so if those sound familiar know i'm still working on them
Remember to read my rules for writing & requesting and please just request when requests are opened!!
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