I wrote these for shits and giggles and @ilovebruno told me to post so I did!!
JOHNNY
Johnny Joestar, who's probably a business major because thats what his dad would want.
Hes the quiet guy in back of your class who never participates unless hes called on ( always knows the answers though)
Very good at math, and history, bro aced his statistics class
Literally only talks to like two people in public
he's popular without wanting to be popular-- he probably stays away from everyone and complains when his phone is blowing up.
His has two instagrams, one where its all of his jockey stuff and pictures of Slowdancer, and another one that he uses more but its private, he lets people follow him but he never follows back unless yall are dating or good friends.
Super dry humor, and girls play it like its the funniest thing in the world.
Girls are constantly in his DMs because of this, sometimes he answers sometimes he doesn't.
A hundred percent he texts multiple girls at the same time and just doesnt tell them ( also part of the reason why he never hangs out with any of them unless its serious).
Probably still has a Kentucky twang that makes girls go crazy whenever he actually does speak to them. (but hates it and is trying to unlearn the accent).
His dorm room is always clean, he definitley has that like plaid navy blue bed set that every guy has
100 percent the guy that your friend comes to you about and is like "I can fix him" ( no they can't)
Doesnt do one night stands, he has to know them a least a little bit
but very loyal when hes in a relationship
Only goes to parties because Gyro drags him there
likes going bar hopping though
NSFW
probably loves sexting, mostly because its easier to communicate like that
If he wants you bad enough he'll probably send back
Honestly evil as fuck
Says the dirtiest things over text and then walks past you like hes never spoken to you
LOVES backshots, johnny is an ass man idc
into degrading his partners but likes getting praised himself
light bondage is fun for him, like missoniary while you hands are above your head
OR, giving him head on your knees while your hands are behind your back
tries being quiet because he thinks it's embarrassing to be heard. But if he likes you enough and is comfortable this man is absolutley a whiner and moaner, especially if youre giving him head.
lwk into the 'good boy' bit-- prob started off as a joke but now hes seriously into it
now hear me out, somnophillia?? BUT only with someone hes been with for awhile, he enjoys the trust aspect since he didnt have much of that growing up
likes marking, whether its stratch marks on his back, or leaving hickies on girls hes been with. In his weird little head he enjoys knowing that they have a part of him visible
Loves overstimulation, doesnt matter if its you squriming under him or the opposite, hes a freak for it fr.
likes pulling out and seeing how much you creamed on his cock
will clean you up, offer you water, then kick you out. Walk of shame it is
BUT, if you guys are dating he is the sweetest and will cuddle you, or even doordash food after.
GYRO
Gyro Zeppeli whos probably a pre-med or nursing major
takes school very seriously because his family is full with poeple in the medical industry
A very like 70s rockstar aesthetic methinks
probably a DL bi guy
Constantly surrounded by girls, and guys
You think hes kinda an asshole when you first meet but thats just the way he jokes
Kinda touchy?? like he'll touch you waist to move you to the side, or like softly hit your shoulder or thigh when laughing
also very smart, but I imagine hes like math and science smart. but probably did really good in world history.
takes academics very seriously-- even if it doesnt seem like that
has only had like one or two relationships but they were both really serious and lasted over a year
His dorm room is probably really messy, like posters of soccer players
in fact he probably does play soccer
Secretly a huge romantic and doesnt like messing with girls hearts because thats happened to him before
enjoys partying and would probably join a frat if he got that bored
pushes johnny to get into a loving relationship but johnny just wants to fuck around and release stress
hates doing it-- but he probably covers johnnys ass when johnny is fucking with more than one girl
"Johnny was with me last night, what are you worried about??”
Is a huge flirter and that gives people mixed signals, but when he likes you-- you can TELLLL
NSFW
has had like two one night stands, but that was like his freshman year of uni
probably swears off girls during his finals week because he doesnt want to be distracted
will only fuck you if you guys are dating
service kink 100 percent
LOVESS to give, whether its eating you out for hours, or just letting you use him
will worship the ground you walk on
amazing at using his fingers-- knows just how to rub or stroke and what pressure and rhythm to use
once he gets comfortable his sex drive is like medium high
cannot keep his mouth shut for the life of him
from his dirty talk to his moans, hes so vocal about everything. Bro has no shame
Enjoys a power dynamic, doesnt matter if hes top or bottom (perfers top though).
please tell him how good he makes you feel, just hearing that makes his cock twitch
a bit of a voyer??? Likes the risk of getting caught while inside you.
great at aftercare, even if its just a hook up, bro will care for you and make sure youre okay before letting you leave or falling alseep.
tags: childhood friends, modern AU (equestrian academy), wholesome but slightly worrying dynamic, 🦖🐇, brief discussion of death, vague allusion to diego's backstory.
Diego Brando will cease to exist before admitting that a girl has this much of a chokehold on him, but unfortunately, that's the case with you.
After fame found Diego as a famous jockey and his ego quadrupled his height, most thought that the greatest and most terrible dilemma of his life—namely, his childhood friend—would have been left in the dust. Just like the old saying, right? The day the blind man sees, the first thing he throws away is his guiding stick.
You kinda wished those people were right... because before you knew it, you're dragged onto First Class, shipped across the Atlantic Ocean, and shoved into the same school as him despite the constant clarification that you have zero interest in horse-riding, let alone pursuing a career in said field.
But that's fine too, or whatever the arrogant blond said, patting your head. The compromises he made and the strings he pulled under the table feel strangely out of place for someone whose biggest deadly sins might as well be pride and greed, but that's another thing about Diego: he always gets what he wants.
"I don't think I can be a jockey." → cool, then be an equine veterinarian instead. The average local riding institution doesn't offer the whole thing? Just do pre-vet online and farrier/EDT blocks during breaks. You legitimately thought this bitch was joking until you two pulled up to San Diego and there was a brand new, in-school science lab plus a free tutoring service available 24/7, ready at your fingertips.
"Where do I even stay?" → with him, duh! In the same flat, the same room, the same bed. There's no way in hell he's ever gonna let you out of his sight.
"I just can't leave my horse back in England!" → no shit, Sherlock, he isn't going to leave his own there either. Autumn Goodbye and Silver Bullet are virtually inseparable at this point, leaning against one another; their noses so close they're sharing the same breath. When the day arrived, you could only stare in pure shock as the lovebirds got loaded up onto a commercial hauler.
"Told ya it would work."
"She requires check-ups every three weeks!" You hugged your head, aghast. "I'm going to kill you if she gets pneumonia."
Diego rolled his eyes. With one hand on the back of your hair, the blond crashed your face onto his chest.
"Don't be a wuss. Autumn just needs fresh air."
Upon landing in America's Finest City™ a few hours later, you're flabbergasted to realize that he's right, again. Aside from the occasional allergies, your steed seems to fare significantly better with San Diego’s heat than the gloominess of England’s sky…
“What’s for dinner?”
Diego asked on the first night, draped over you like a blanket on the couch.
“Fish and chips.”
You said back, not looking up from your book.
“I want steak.”
“No.”
“Why?”
You flipped to another page, not answering.
Neither of you moved.
It’s 9 PM, and the nearest Walmart is on the other side of town.
PDA galore. Nothing too crazy (he still has a reputation to keep), but if you’re within touching distance, this bastard will get handsy: grab your hips, pinch your waist, squish your cheeks just to see you frown and yell at him.
Behind closed doors, you’re functionally a flat surface for him to rest on. Brushing your teeth? Plating dinners at the counter? Diego loves sneaking up on you, either way, and leans his entire body weight onto yours.
Medium-heavy sleeper; curls all around you like an anaconda and snorts way too damn loud. If you wriggle out of his grasp and manage to reach the edge of the bed, he’s on top of you in five seconds flat. If he wakes in the middle of the night and you’re on a bathroom break, Diego will—no shit—stand outside, all the while banging on the door until either you come out or someone in the building files a noise complaint on you both.
Make you scrub his boots and clean his riding gear because he’s an entitled little bitch. Just kidding! ♡ Living together means equal distribution of chores. Diego does his part dutifully enough, taking out the trash, vacuuming the room, and doing the dishes, but rest assured that you will never hear the end of it.
Talks shit about everyone and anyone he comes across. On the off-chance that it's not someone you like or respect, you double down for some good ol’ gossip sesh in the middle of the dining hall. You never knew true pettiness until you heard Diego during those times, and it's just so fucking funny to see that he isn't so different from the people he called annoying, after all.
His attractively punchable face amassed a gigantic amount of fangirls over the years, both in and out of school. Attention is a drug this prick can’t really say no to, but the blonde swore off his streak of meaningless hookups a while ago when he came to terms with your importance in his life. Still, Diego is Diego, and on the occasion that you two have a huge fight and you’re too stubborn, he’ll purposely entertain a few girls just to see you all riled up.
(You aren’t.)
(You just hang out with Hot Pants instead.)
(Sulken and ashamed, he crawls back to apologize later.)
Some days you’ll come home to Diego on the floor where the greeting mat should be and you just sigh, asking if he’s gonna act like he’s dying over a scratched knee or a bruised pinky that he ‘accidentally’ got during practice (he is). It's cute, but it doesn't age well, so now you just nudge him with your foot before stepping over his body… if Diego doesn't pull your leg and drag you down with him, that is.
Johnny scoffs. Gyro just shrugs it off with a laugh. The most Hot Pants ever did was roll her eyes, but all of them agree on one thing: your patience rivals the saint’s for putting up with him this long.
Why do you bother? You don’t have a good answer for that. Years in the slum had made a ruthless predator out of Diego before his Stand even developed. Weep less, conquer more. Do whatever it takes as long as you come out on top. A bit of whining can’t hurt; you’ll take a manchild over a dead one any other day.
“So, what’s your pick?”
Diego makes a low noise when your index finger trails the skin of his neck, brushing over the bulge of his Adam’s apple.
“I would marry that hag.”
Amusement colors his tone, yanking you closer on the mattress.
“Poison her on the wedding night. Seize aaaall the assets, and then—”
“—put a ring on you the following week.”
An indulgent chuckle left your lips; eyes meeting his in the dim glow of your moonlit bedroom.
“Could have waited at least six months.”
The blonde scoffs, catching the hand sneaking towards his face and nibbling on the digits.
“Your turn, princess.”
You hum, propping yourself up with your elbows so you’re face-to-face.
“I think there are things I can't live without.”
Cradling his cheek with your other hand.
“But ultimately, I won’t die for them.”
Diego stills, then exhales softly.
“Not even me?”
You smile.
Diego looks annoyed.
“But you’ll die for Hot Pants.”
“I’ll die for her,” you bop his nose; it looks so straight you can practically play slide on it. “But I’ll live for you. I’ll sleep well for you. I’ll eat well for you. I’ll take up as much oxygen as humanly possible—"
“—and as long as I live, you’ll always have a place to belong.”
You barely catch Diego’s expression before his face crashes into the crook of your neck.
“Amae” (甘え), in Japanese culture, is the profound need to bask in another person’s indulgence and feel "at one" with them.
Coined and studied by psychoanalyst Takeo Doi in his 1971 book called 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, “amae” was redefined as the encapsulation of a broader psychological desire: wanting to be taken care of, to be vulnerable, and to have an emphatic, unwavering trust that your dependency—no matter how selfish—will always be unconditionally accepted.
Diego talks a big game, but at the end of the day, if there’s no you, there won’t be him either; his face is the last thing you see before falling asleep, and yours is the first he will seek in a crowd after a victory. His safe little haven.
You ruffle his hair and laugh, feeling Diego’s arms tighten around your waist.
rantaro is the blueprint for a popular guy; handsome, extroverted, gets along with everyone and is just so easy to talk to! meanwhile shuichi is a shy and awkward guy, with a good heart
but shuichi doesn't think he's enough for you. it's obvious that rantaro likes you – he always flirts with you, is super touchy with you and compliments you at any chance – yet shuichi doesn't think he can give you anything that rantaro couldn't give you
shuichi is too awkward to really flirt with you. he might be able to stutter out a compliment, but not without immediately hiding underneath his hat, so that you don't see him blushing
but perhaps rantaro is too popular for his own good! after all, he gets along with everyone, so it's easy to think that he's just a really friendly guy and you might mistake his flirting as just him being nice. while with shuichi, you know you're the only one he compliments and praises
both guys are a bit envious of each other, thinking the other one has things they themselves can't offer to you
but ultimately, shuichi and rantaro still get along! it's mainly rantaro seeking out shuichi's company, but there's no animosity between the two guys!
theme songs: attracted to you - pinkpantheress + hello? clairo!
pairing: streamer!nagi x streamer!reader.
summary: nagi - your biggest internet rival. he's rude. he's irritating. HE'S LAZY. even with all of that, he's still ridiculously famous with 2 million loyal followers. but even thoughout all of that, you can't help but develop a little bit of feelings for the asshole.
content: suggestive, crack, fluff. just the works.
being a girl includes staying up till 3AM bc it’s already past your bedtime to read more “x readers” because you know you’re going to miss your alarm anyway.
you guys met at a roblox game, which game did you meet and how did it went?
featuring; nagi, hiori (bllk). kenma, suna (hq) x you.
crackfic, romantic outcome.
NAGI SEISHIRO
you both met at royale high— he was one of those jake/single/prince guy as a joke, and you wanted to be a troll for him.
you met him at the cafeteria of royale high, you saw him and his terrible name— wanting to mess with the (what you thought) kid, seeing him all alone in the corner, you joined his seat. and the conversation went like this:
you : hii!
nagi : hey
you : ur very cute :3
nagi : thx, u too
you two kinda went back and forth (trolling eachother by flirting) until someone in chat went ‘eww’ and then he private chatted you.
nagi : ur not a 12 year old aren’t u
you : nope
right after that, he sent you a friend request. and that was history, after 2 years— both of you met and strangely enough, actually started dating after catching feelings for one another.
HIORI YO
you both met at life in paradise— he was a random guy that you picked up to be the father of your kids
he was just a random guy that was chilling outside the adoption center, when you pulled the hearts item to him cause you were bored. seeing that, he wanted to mess with you, so he pulled the hearts item from his inventory too.
from there, he sorta just followed you around as you took (kidnapped) 2 kids to roleplay with. but with your odd way of roleplaying and raising the kids, he immediately catched on that you’re most likely a troll and not a kid playing this game.
hiori : why are u giving our kids that
you : it’s healthy
hiori : that’s literally metal
you : it’s natural, so technically it’s healthy
that’s when he shot you a friend request, after around a year— you both face revealed to eachother and began a long distance relationship after learning about eachother.
KOZUME KENMA
you both met at arsenal, you were the always ranked first player until he came and then he destroyed you.
you were peacefully playing, destroying all these children until a player called “kodzuken” joined the game. safe to say, you were humbled. the guy would always choose the other team, or the team where you’re not on.
not to mention, always targetting you, and he never missed. being a little annoyed, you wanted to leave the game but decided to stay until you finally get your revenge. but after countless of times, he private chatted you.
kenma : just give up lol
you : no
kenma : i will keep targeting you
you : alr then vro
and so you did— well, tried to get your revenge. when you thought you won when his profile wasn’t in the leaderboard, you suddenly realized; he had left. curious, you went to check who kodzuken is and found his twitch. turns out? bro was a monster at arsenal.
you shot a dm, and when he replied— you both (somehow) befriended eachother. when they figured out they were at the same school, they became friends. well, until their third year where they dated.
SUNA RINTAROU
you both met at my little pony 3d : friendship is magic roleplay, he was discord and you were playing as fluttershy.
you both met in the canterlot castle, you were using fluttershy and he was using discord. the catch? you both act the opposite of the way the two characters interact.
suna : p-please fluttershy.. i’m so sorry
you : don’t worry girlie, i got you
suna : my hero!
you : grrr..
it was so bad, that a few kids even raged and told you guys that’s not how they act and how both of them are stupid friends. but, both of you didn’t even knew eachother before this.
suna : b-b-but fluttershy, i-i can’t..
you : yes you can ### (bbg)
you : oh come on
suna : ####### (LMAOOOO)
after you said you needed to go, he sent a friend request— which you accepted. you both were initially just bestfriends, but after 4 years being with eachother. you both realize you can’t function without the other. in that equation? you both date.
hellooo kxsagi!! idk but i think my tumblr is crashing out bcs none of my asks have been able to send so i have to send this anonymously as a test 💔
may i requestt rin with a kindergarten teacher gf?? and when he goes to visit her all the kids js surround hin and start asking questions and he doesn't know what to do 🙊 i personally think he would be cute like that ngl (god i love rin)
if u see this thank u sm and i love u 💗
“𝐬𝐢𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧”
a/n: hiii, omg i hate when tumblr crashes out too, sometimes people's asks disappear and then reappear later idk
this request is too cute as well, i love you so much!!! 😭🫶🏻
you told him you worked with kids, but rin definitely didn’t expect this.
he walks into the brightly colored classroom, ducking slightly under a string of finger paintings hung from the ceiling. he’s wearing all black (as usual), has his headphones looped around his neck, and carries a distinctly unapproachable energy. but the second one child notices him, it's over.
“WHOAAAAA.”
“who’s THAT?”
“he’s so TALL.”
“is he your boyfriend???”
rin stiffens. immediately.
he thought maybe he’d sit at the back, wait for your class to end, maybe pass you your lunch and leave quietly. he was wrong. because suddenly, there’s a swarm of tiny humans around his knees, tugging on his pants and looking up with huge, sparkly eyes like he’s some kind of alien celebrity.
“do you play soccer like miss [name] said?”
“do you have a puppy?”
“why are your eyelashes so long?”
“do you know what a megalodon is?”
“did you kiss her yet???”
“uh,” rin blinks. “yes… no. i mean– i don’t know about the shark thing.”
he looks over to you with the panic of a man who just stepped on a lego. you’re across the room by the cubbies, giggling into your hand as you watch him, this six-foot wall of cold silence now reduced to a bewildered babysitter surrounded by children. and gosh, he’s trying so hard not to show how overwhelmed he is, but one of the kids just poked his butt and another is wrapping their tiny hands around his leg.
“he looks like a villain, but he’s not mean!” one of them announces.
“he’s like batman,” another nods sagely.
rin flinches when someone hands him a crayon drawing. it’s a purple blob with angry green eyes.
“that’s you,” the kid says proudly.
“... thanks,” rin mutters, taking it like it’s a trophy.
you finally come to his rescue, crouching down next to the group and placing a gentle hand on one of the kids' heads. “okay, okay, give him some space! this is my boyfriend, rin. he’s a little shy, but he’s very nice.”
rin’s ears turn pink.
“is he your husband?”
“do you love her?”
“are you gonna get married and have a DOG?”
he has never been interrogated this intensely in his entire life, including media press conferences.
he leans in closer to you, mutters under his breath, “they’re relentless.”
you laugh, slipping your hand into his and squeezing it. “they’re, like, five. and they like you.”
“they attacked me.”
“you’re their favorite now.”
“... fuck.”
“rin! language!” you whisper-shout, eyes wide.
rin sighs, defeated, as a girl starts braiding his sleeve and another boy tries to climb him like a jungle gym. “i don’t know how you do this every day.”
you smile, absolutely delighted. “with love. and snacks.”
he looks at you, your soft laugh, your gentle voice talking to the kids, and how effortlessly you handle the chaos like it’s second nature, and yeah. he’s completely in love.
“hey,” you say quietly, brushing his hair from his face, “thanks for visiting.”
“yeah.” he exhales, still holding the crayon drawing like it’s sacred. “worth it.”
a kid sneezes on his shoe. he doesn’t even flinch this time.
Here’s the fem Sendou x fem reader shopping trip!!
Character is aged up!
Contains: fluff, reader has pierced ears
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You’ve been having a stressful week so, your girlfriend Sendou decides to take you out to go shopping. You really don’t need anything new, but you know she wants to make you feel good by hyping you up. Even if you don’t buy anything, trying stuff on while your girl is hyping you up is fun too!
As soon as you enter the mall, Sendou grabs your hand and guides you to whatever section she wants to look in first. The section she chose? Prom dresses. You sigh, “Sendou, why are we looking at prom dresses? We have no need for one. Our school days are over.” She pulls out a long light pink prom dress, “just because we’re not in school anymore, doesn’t mean we have to stop wearing them. It’s okay to look extra sometimes, even though we’re not going anywhere fancy.”
She hands you the prom dress, “here try this on.” You take it out of her hand and you both walk into the dressing rooms. You close the door and you put the dress on. It is pretty, and it fits you perfectly. You open the door so your girlfriend can see what you look like. She immediately starts to hype you up, “you look so beautiful! Do you feel beautiful? Do you like it? Do you want to buy it? Does it make you feel like a Hollywood actress?”
You can’t help but laugh, “one question at a time, please. Yes, I do like it a lot. I’ll buy it.” After leaving the dressing room, you both continue to walk around the mall. You stop by the shoes section. Might as well look for high heels that match the dress.
Sendou immediately finds a pair of light pink high heels. You sit down in a chair as she’s bringing a box of them to you. When she gets to you, she kneels down and places the high heels on your feet. She then helps you stand up. “How do they feel? Do they hurt? They look so pretty on you and the colors match the dress perfectly!”
You start to walk in them and they actually don’t hurt at all! You walk up to your girlfriend and hug her, “we’re buying these too.” She smiles at you and kisses your forehead, “I’m glad this shopping trip wasn’t a waste!”
You start walking around the mall again and you end up in front of the jewelry store. She takes your hand, “let’s see if we can find a matching pair of necklace and earrings that go with the dress.” You nodded your head and smiled at her.
After walking around for a few minutes, your girlfriend finds a light pink floral necklace with matching light pink flower earrings. She holds the necklace up to you, “this really will look pretty on you. What do you think? Do you like it?” You try not to laugh, “yes, I love it. Let’s buy the set.” She’s so good to you, you have no idea how you got to lucky to have her as your girlfriend.
She holds your hand again and both continue to look for a shop that sells purses. Might as well get a pink purse that matches the rest of what you have! When you stumble upon the store, Sendou lets go and immediately rushes in there. “Angel, come here! This is a designer brand!” You walk casually up to her. The purse really is pretty, simple looking and plain, but it is pretty. You decide to buy it.
When you reach the car after your shopping trip, your girlfriend opens the car doors for you and then closes them back. She then gets in herself, “this trip was worth it, don’t you agree?” You hold her hand and kiss it, “yeah, thanks for distracting my stressful week and making it better. You’re the best girlfriend ever!”
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Wow I don’t think I’ve made a single spelling error.
Yes I would twirl his necklace around my finger when we make out. Pull him towards me with it like a leash and even strangle him to some extent to hear his grunting voice FUCKKKK
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