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

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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 . ”

#default verse tag .#answer tag .#multavia #oku vc: i must say 87457645 swear words per minute or i will die #also i'm laughgin this is literally #josuke: hey let's get some ice cre-#oku: *half out the door* well??? let's go

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

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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 . ”

#default verse tag .#answer tag .#scvagegarden #oku vc: rumour discourse is bullshit . but since u asked -

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Jotaro is here to pat the head of his unofficially adopted son. “Study hard. Okay?”

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it’s rare that okuyasu feels small . he’s above-average height & something of a commanding presence , based solely on first looks ——— but most notably , the boy is of a rather confident frame of mind , in that no one ( not upperclassmen , not teachers , not older strangers , no one ) can take him out of his element . he may not be the smartest , nor the most handsome or charming , but he is capable & worthy . and it had taken him so long to understand that , in the darkness cast on him by everything he had been through , starting back as far as he can remember . but it was the last lesson keicho had taught him , as okuyasu’s grip on the fraying edges of his life began to weaken , as he considered joining his late brother in the great beyond . he must choose his own path , and it is his right to do so . no one can take that away from him .

even rarer does he like the feeling of being small , compared to another . he can remember frustrated tears at the relentless teasing from his big brother when they were young , though his mother’s soft & chastising voice fades more & more as time goes on . he can remember the cruelty of his own father , feeling helpless against him for the longest time , wishing he could retreat to the safety of his mother’s arms , though she was long gone by then . he remembers his school seniors taunting him for his facial scars , their voices still so loud , even now , when he looks in the mirror for too long . god , he hates that feeling . insecurity burns in his gut , frustration seizes around his bones ——— it made fighting so appealing , for if he couldn’t weed the pain out of himself , he could force it onto others . he never regretted becoming a ‘ delinquent ’ if it meant he could find a semblance of peace .

yet , as small as he feels now ( not even just mentally , but physically , too . why the fuck is jotaro so tall ?? he’d noticed in passing , but now that he’s staring into his chest instead of his face , the other’s massive stature comes to the forefront of his mind ) , he is not upset , nor frustrated about it . the hand which gently pets the crown of his head is comforting in an almost . . . paternal way ; the eyes which gaze down at him are soft & caring . it had been so long since someone had been so tender with & supportive of him . but it doesn’t have a strange or forced aura . it feels natural . it feels right .

okuyasu sees jotaro with esteem for many reasons , especially after all that had happened since he came to morioh . he’s crazy smart , strong & experienced , mature & level-headed ; he seems to have some sense of stability in life with a job he’s passionate about & a smoking hot fiance . the teen had heard stories of a jotaro from the past who was a brazen & moody teenager , and he almost didn’t believe them . but it gave him hope . not only that he could end up something like jotaro , but that the older man could understand him , perhaps even guide him in a way . he already had , to some degree . but he’ll be leaving morioh , soon . okuyasu will miss him .

the shorter male gives a dry chuckle , left hand lifting to scratch uncertainly at the back of his head . school is . . . an interesting situation for him . but the warmth in his chest tells him how meaningful it is that jotaro believes in him , despite his less-than-studious nature . “ i’ll . . . do my best , ” he promises , a flush creeping along the golden undertones of his complexion , “ yeah . okay . ”

a smile , small & timid , spreads into something far more substantial as he raises his eyes to meet the other’s gaze . okuyasu grins , not even upset that the movement of his head combined with the placement of jotaro’s hand has messed up his hair . it feels nice , to be looked after by someone . to be cared about . “ you too , jotaro-san . kakyoin-san mentioned you were workin’ on a thesis ’r somethin’ . i’unno what that is , an’ y’ prob’ly don’t need me to tell ya , but you’re real smart . so ’m sure it’ll be th’ best damn thesis ever written . ” his hand raises awkwardly at first , wanting to offer some kind of gesture , but uncertain of what’s passable . he settles to simply pat the man’s chest , eyes squeezing shut as he smiles even harder .

“ by the way , congrats on y’r engagement !! i’m invited to the wedding , right ?? ”

#default verse tag .#answer tag .#praeteritusmemories #how dare u do this to me . how Dare u #i'm crying wtf !!!!!!!! oku loves his dad sm u_______u

❝ I was a fool. All of this…all of this is my fault. ❞

‘ stop taking the blame for everything , nix . ’ hikaru knows that her words come from a feeling of guilt , but he cannot see how the failure of this strategy was caused SOLELY because of her . if anything , the strategy itself and external factors were what caused its ‘ downfall . SO , he was not going to let his friend take the blame when there is no blame for her to take . turning an intense gaze towards her , he signs more . ‘ you ‘ ve done nothing wrong ; we ‘ ll just have to fix the strategy and do better next time. ’

#cxrsedsilence #answer tag .#this is late #but here's hikaru here to be a voice of reason ig #i think this was from a meme but i forgot to put it in so uh sorry abt that

❝ I can tell by your expression that you thought today would be a little more… relaxing. ❞

‘ you are not wrong , ’ the young man signs in response to her comment . when the sun had risen today , hikaru had hoped that his day would be spent laying in bed or lazing around . . . but , of course , that didn ‘ t happen . from the moment he had woken up , he had been BUSY ! perhaps it is a bit disingenuous to say that , since all he ‘ s done today is run errands . but in his defense ? the people he was running errands to had really wanted to talk ! fast and prolific talkers were hard to follow , so most of his energy had been expended trying to make sense of the words that fell from their lips .

half of the time , he couldn ‘ t even parse what they were saying - ah , this was why visual communication was the best form of talking for him ! lip - reading was hard to do for him most days , but with the pace these people had went with their lip movement , it was nearly impossible ! just remembering the day kind of irritated him - but he tried not to let that irritation slip into his expression as he spoke to kagura . ‘ i did think today was going to be less busy . . . wish it was less stressful for me . but you look like the day could have been more relaxing for you too ; something happen today ? ’ ( @persxqui / ask meme )

#persxqui #answer tag .#i made this a ft au for some reason #i need to get an idea of what kind of mage he is #and what guild (if any) he would be in #but for now all that matters is that he apparently knows her #either she can know ft's equivalent to sign language or she is really good at making her words clear with her mouth movement #but let's assume it's the latter bc he responded w/ sign language

2, 36, and 38 for the honesty meme?

this meme can be found here ; all my answers will be below the cut !