100 , 000 , 000 .

ɪɴᴅ . ⠀ɴɪᴊɪᴍᴜʀᴀ ⠀ᴏᴋᴜʏᴀsᴜ . sᴘᴏɴsᴏʀᴇᴅ ⠀ʙʏ ⠀ᴇʟɪ .

[spacehanded]

🎯 !

RANDOM HEADCANON TIME BABEY .

      making the decision to take care of his father was easy for him .   

      though mr .   nijimura was extremely abusive     (     primarily emotionally ,   but physically at times ,   too     )     toward okuyasu   &   keicho ,   once his youngest son learned about what he was going through ,   he began to sympathize with him which he shouldn’t have but anyway ,   and though he was still   deeply hurt   by his father’s actions ,   okuyasu figured that he couldn’t leave him behind .   he’s his last remaining family ,   since his mother passed when he was a child   &   keicho was murdered .   and he’s just   miserable ,   mr .   nijimura basically has nothing   &   spends his days in extreme pain   &   isolation   ———   someone   has to look after him ,   thought okuyasu ,   and being that he’s the last thing his father has left in the world ,   he decided that it would be him .

      their relationship mends gradually ,   and it never   really   sees the closeness an ideal father   &   son would share .   oku’s dad spends most of the day sleeping   &   only really needs his son’s help to feed himself   &   stay clean .   he’s happy to spend time with stray cat ,   too ,   whose needs he can proudly meet .   oku likes to give his dad as much independence as possible ,   knowing it to be important to him .   the things he does help with ,   he does so with care   &   consideration ,   which only festered     guilt     in mr .   nijimura ,   as he recalls how badly he treated his children .   he starts to view what happened to him as a punishment dealt by fate ,   and the only way he can truly atone is to be there for his son in any way that he can .

      having to look after his dad puts a strain on okuyasu’s social life ,   though .   he still sees his friends   &   spends time with them ,   but he has the constant responsibility of keeping in touch with his father   &   making sure his needs are met .   it also leads him to wonder of his future ,   if he will be able to marry   &   have a family while still looking after mr .   nijimura .     and what will happen to him when he’s gone ??     surely he cannot burden his future children with the task of looking after him .   it remains a mystery ,   but he’s determined to ensure that his father can live his best possible life ,   while he’s still around .

[spacehanded]

🎯🎯

RANDOM HEADCANON TIME BABEY .

      okuyasu is bisexual as hell .   he does   not   have a leaning toward any gender or gendered traits ,   either ,   he is truly just a chaotic bi disaster .   though ,   he didn’t realize this about himself until he was in high school ,   as most of the boys   &   men in his life up to that point gave him grief   &   he’d have no reason to be attracted to them or anything that reminds him of them .   the first boy he felt attracted to was josuke ,   the first person in his life to really extend genuine friendship   &   kindness toward him ,   and to treat him like he     matters ,     rather than constantly highlighting his mistakes and shortcomings .   yet he doesn’t really     understand     that he’s into him in a more than friendly way .   he becomes more aware of ,   thus comfortable with ,   his sexuality once he’s a bit older .   despite being easily charmed by pretty girls   &   boys ,   dating isn’t something he thinks much about .

      that being said ,   while he does experience aesthetic attraction based on looks     (     and easily so     ) ,   he wouldn’t actively   pursue   a relationship with someone until he felt a romantic connection with them .   even then ,   he would still be quite unsure about it ,   as he tends to view himself as not good enough for the people he loves     (     he’s working on that ,   though !!     )     oku is very much the type to yearn   &   pine quietly until he either hits a breaking point ,   or is confessed to first .

[onlyrpmemes]

Send a 🎯 to learn a random headcanon I have for my muse

[spacehanded]

i watch this scene every single day . i want oku’s va to know that he has the best voice ever in the world .

[spacehanded]

@hopingforjustice   replied   to   your   post   :

 ↳    marry to kiss him on the cheek forever

      his whole face just turns red .   an angel must be looking out for him today .     “     nijimura reimi has a nice ring to it ,   huh ??     ”

[spacehanded]

@ofstring   replied   to   your   post   :

↳ gives him kiss on cheek

      he is now blushing .     “     this mean i’m y’r fav’rite uncle ??     ”

[spacehanded]

nijimura okuyasu has appeared!!   what to do??

fondle butt

marry

punish

kiss on the cheek

[crushsuggestions]

my s/o: (a sweet, gentle expression of love)

me, sobbing: ‘bit gay, dude’

[kegelgod-deactivated20160519]

How to spoon:

Dick hard on the butt

Titty in my hand

Kiss ya neck

Hell yeah

[toohot-tohoot]

What

[kegelgod-deactivated20160519]

HOW TO SPOON

DICK HARD ON THE BUTT

TITTY IN MY HAND

KISS YA NECK

H E L L Y E A H

[spacehanded]

@multavia   left   a   message   :

“oi, oi, okuyasu ... how about me and you go get some ice cream? this weather is killing me!” Josuke

                                   UNPROMPTED        /        ALWAYS ACCEPTING !!

      the first days of spring in morioh are typically mild   &   comfortable ;   the rebirth of vibrant blossoms   &   rich greenery ,   the gentle   &   refreshing rain   ———   it often lives up to its moniker as the season of new beginnings .   but after a surprisingly merciful winter ,   the following spring felt more like   summer ,   with high temperatures   &   cloudless skies ,   the sun beaming down on the small town in all its   sweltering   glory .   okuyasu doesn’t mind the warm weather .   it gets him a bit   restless ,   though ,   for such conditions usually mark the end of the school year ,   but being that the hot season seems to have come early ,   such isn’t the case ,   thus making the seven hour days seem to drag on even longer than usual .   

      it’s late in the afternoon ,   but not too late .   josuke’s mother is still working   &   okuyasu’s father is likely still asleep     (     he doesn’t have much to do ,   these days ,   and okuyasu has practically   memorized   his schedule   &   patterns as his primary caregiver ,   leaving him guiltless in spending time with his best friend ,   for he knows he isn’t needed ,   now     ) ,     allowing the boys to lounge around the former’s living room in   peace .   the animation of a   ‘  game over  ’   screen loops seamlessly on the television screen ,   the two of them   quite literally   laid out on the carpet ,   bored with the virtual reality they had immersed themselves in for the past hour or so ,   just after the school day had come to an end .

      josuke’s suggestion is what breaks the comfortable silence ,   immediately seizing okuyasu’s attention ,   which had been previously occupied by the ceiling   &   his own thoughts .   the shorter boy sits up ,   anchoring himself on the heels of his hands as his eyes glisten with the mere mention of   ice cream .     “     oh ,   yeah !!   that’s a great idea ,   josuke !!     ”     his answer is almost certainly predictable ,   given his well-known affinity for the frozen treat ,   and okuyasu is already up on his knees ,   patting around for his house key that he’d subconsciously heard hit the floor on his way up .     

      “     it is hot as hell outside ,   huh ??   feels like fuckin’ summer already .     ”     his voice is a pensive mumble ,   dark brows knitting together in confusion as he wonders   where the fuck his key is ,   before he realizes it had been trapped under his knee the whole time .   a short huff ensues ,   eyes finding josuke’s face   &   wondering if he saw any of that .     “     but shit ,   i’ll take any excuse to have ice cream more often .   i don’t mind .     ”

[spacehanded]

me thinking abt the fact that it’s canon that the hand is one of the most powerful stands in the entire series but is hindered by the fact that oku is just dumb

[notanotherjojoblog]

[hazelbeewitched]

adhd is like "i love my classes so much! they're incredible and fascinating and fun. also i will die before i do any work outside of class"

[spacehanded]

      okuyasu has never been the most observant individual .   ’tis a fault he’s   more than aware of ,   too ,   for his brother would often chastise him in regards to it .   but when it comes to those he cherishes ,   it seems he can never take his eyes off of them ;   he notices every little detail ,   from their vocal inflexion patterns to the way their eyes retain   &   express different emotions .   having had no one but keicho for most of his life ,   it’s something he hadn’t noticed until branching out   &   becoming close with others   ———   he wondered if he was changing ,   like keicho’s disdain had finally sunk into his marrow .   but now ,   he has reason to believe he’s always been this way ,   vigilant   in the presence of loved ones .   he’d only been too lonely to figure it out ,   before now .

      dark eyes perceive the way her face ,   usually beaming with love   &   optimism ,   appears so crestfallen .   even still ,   reimi maintains her luster ;   beautiful   &   sad like moonlight cast onto a lone   &   empty wilderness .   he doesn’t have to ask what’s wrong ,   because he knows .   he knows   she’s been alone longer than he’s been alive ,   knows all she’s ever wanted was to be loved   &   understood ,   and to have closure after her very existence had been so   brutally robbed   from her .   even now that she has okuyasu   &   the others ,   he understands that such an aching pain cannot be absolved so quickly .   sometimes healing takes a lifetime .   or longer .

      wordless ,   he comes nearer ,   standing before the girl who ,   at first ,   would not meet his gaze .   he hopes she can feel the concern   &   care   in his eyes ,   though ,   because he’s never been eloquent enough to express matters of the heart in words .   the drastic difference between their statures makes it a little   difficult   to face her truly   &   intimately     (     it feels so   impersonal ,   looking down at someone     ) ,   so he crouches down ,   pressing his weight onto the nearest object suitable for sitting ,   which happens to be a stack of forgotten crates ,   abandoned ,   just like the rest of the alley .   what a lonely place .   now that they’re level ,   he can see the pain in her eyes ,   even as she tries to turn away to deflect his worries .   with a sigh ,   he reaches out with every bit of gentleness he can muster ,   hand brushing her shoulder in what he means to be   comfort ,   or empathetic tenderness .

      there isn’t much to talk about ,   as they had discussed her many troubles before .   but he wouldn’t mind listening to her again ,   and again ,   and again ,   if it means her heavy heart could weigh her down just a little less ,   each time .     “     hey ,     ”     okuyasu starts ,   voice as soft as it could be ,   with its rasped temperament .

      “   d’you want a hug ??     ”

@hopingforjustice​ .

[quietvoiced]

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@scvagegarden​   left   a   message   :

“Them rumors about a vampire in Morioh ain’t real."

                                   UNPROMPTED        /          ALWAYS ACCEPTING !!

      pointed silence follows the statement ,   a single brow raising in a way that could be interpreted as either   challenge   or   wonder .   he’d heard the rumour in question     (     it bounces around from place to place ,   mouth to mouth ;   school is the location he hears about it most ,   though ,   which makes him wary when it comes to believing it     ) ,     it’s difficult to ignore ,   as it had taken the town by storm with all the   bizarre events   that had unfolded in more recent times     (     not that morioh has ever been the most normal place in the world ,   by any means .   but when things get weird ,   they get   weird ,   and the past few weeks since josuke’s nephew showed up have reiterated that extensively     ) .   nevertheless ,   okuyasu doesn’t bother much with petty gossip .   listening to it passively   &   lightheartedly is one thing ,   but contributing to the circulation of baseless whispers just isn’t his style   ———   especially as someone who’d been afflicted by behaviours alike ,   in the past .

      he can’t help but be curious as to   why   the woman brought it up ,   though .   perhaps the teenager is even the slightest bit   suspicious   of her ,   but only for a moment .   just because someone talks about vampires an’ shit out of nowhere doesn’t mean they   are   one ,   dumbass .     

      still ,   okuyasu is more than aware that ,   contrary to popular belief ,   the undead creatures   do   exist .   he’d been a skeptic most of his life ,   but after meeting kujo jotaro   &   learning about the enemies of his past ,   it became clear that the supernatural have more verity to them than regular humans have been led to believe .   vampires seem more believable than stand-users ,   really .   it wouldn’t be all that shocking if there really   is   one in morioh .  but how did they get here ??

      the butt of a cigarette is tossed to his feet ,   the sole of his shoe quickly employed to snuff it out .   the embers die against the concrete ,   and he exhales casually ,   offering the woman a lazy glance .     “     you say that to everyone you meet ,   lady ??     ”   asks okuyasu ,   genuinely curious even if the question comes off as audaciously rhetorical ,     “     how would ya know that ,   anyway ??   anyone th’t’s been in morioh f’r more than two fuckin’ seconds would know that a   vampire   would be far from the weirdest thing to show up ’round here .   either way ,   a rumour’s a rumour .   i don’t believe much of anythin’ that ain’t got a least a little proof .     ”

[ncumenia-archived]

me: I’m highly selective with who I ship my muse with also me: